Character(s): Emizel and Scar
Content: New arrival, time to look for the person responsible for all this.
Setting: Vanaheim
Time: Afternoon-ish
Warnings: Derping Deaths and trolling lions, oh my!
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Someone had better be explaining what was going on here and they better do it quick. )
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The boy seemed to be lost in a map, which was quite the norm for new arrivals.
"Having trouble finding your bearings?" the lion asked as he approached.
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This world just seemed to get weirder and weirder.
"More like looking for someone."
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"And who might that be?" If only these demons actually looked anywhere close to their real ages. For all Scar could tell the boy could be just about any age from a few years to a few millenia. It was really rather frustrating trying to sort all of that out, especially if you were intending to get on a demon's good side...
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He may just pocket the map for now, especially if this lion could answer a couple things. He can always look at it later after all.
"I don't think I'm supposed to be here."
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"You see them?" He raised his head and indicated the crowds of blond-haired, blue-eyed bipeds thronging about aimlessly. "They're they only ones who were ever meant to be here. As for the rest of us..." His face drooped. "None of us have seen 'home' in a very long time."
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