Would be 50th but then 4th wall happened so not really--[Audio/Action]

[u_n_asplode]

--again? Now? But everyone's all over the place now! And the sky is dropping burning things and the rain burns at the air burns and has powder in it and that burns if you breathe it and gets stuck in your lungs, and--!

[...yeah someone's been through this a lot by this point. And she's not very happy right this instant because WHY YOU DROP

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[Someone ordered a FOURTHWALLING?]

[be_my_servant]

[You know, at this point, Remilia's really not surprised. Perhaps Fate was making her its plaything as some sort of petty act of cosmic revenge. First she was bounced across two completely different spaceships, and now she's in a wasteland?]

[Fate: You're a bitch. Love, Remilia.]

[Wait a minute, wasn't that figure around the corner--]

Flandre?

[I SURE DID]

[u_n_asplode]

[Spinning away around that corner, sadly.

...that was funny. There had been little shadow-people for awhile now, long enough for Flandre to be desensitized to them (though she still found them a bit creepy). When did they get voices? When did they get voices that sounded just like Remilia?

She turns around and starts to loft back over.

...though she can't keep a slight tremble out of her wings as she does so.]

[BUSTS DOWN THAT THERE WALL]

[be_my_servant]

[Those were her sister's wings. They had to be. There was nothing else it could be...]

[And yet, she didn't go running around that corner, or yelling out Flandre's name again. Centuries worth of survival-and a few dimensions worth, now-was ever present, keeping the elder Scarlet from being so reckless in an unknown environment.]

[So quietly, if quickly, she stepped, curiously chasing after that figure a ways down the hall.]

[/o/]

[u_n_asplode]

[Flandre followed after where the voice had last come from; considerably less cautious than her sibling. That had never been one of her strong points. And besides, having lights stuck on her wings tended to make hiding difficult.

Around this meddling corner, and...oh.

...the shadow-people went away if you looked at them directly.

This one...this one didn't. Even when she began to look right at it, it stayed in place.

And it looked just like Remi.

Flandre stopped, though her wings did not; the trembling only worsened. A mixture of surprise, uncertainty...and a little bit of hope. Remi hadn't been here the last time this happened--or at all when the city felt normal.]

...Remi?

[Her voice was almost a squeak.]

[baka_jyanai]

-INCOMING FAIRY! LOOK OUT BELOW!-

[u_n_asplode]

[OH LAWD

WHAT'S HITTING ME

WHY IS IT COLD

Flandre practically folds up and flops and flails into a heap on the floor, squawking all the while.]

[baka_jyanai]

-And Cirno rolls around, clutching her poor bumped head.-

1/3

[u_n_asplode]

[Flandre's wings flail around for a moment before they finally catch some traction on the floor. She begins to stand and begins to grumble and--]

/HEAVY. BREATHING.

[ofthemarch]

[Not even BOMBS can stop this guy, not when he's looking for an old friend. Never mind that his kingdom is in a different dimension entirely. He trusts that Zeon will keep things in order during his absence anyway. That's what bros are for.]

Hey. [See that slightly scuffed, blond guy walking toward you Flandre? GUESS WHO]

o hi

[u_n_asplode]

[...oh hello who's this.

Flandre stops in her tracks--metaphorically, at least--and then, wingbeat by wingbeat, lands proper.

You are distressingly familiar.]

Who are you?

huuu... huuuu... hey thereeeeeeee

[ofthemarch]

[Ha. So he really has gotten taller.]

Nu? I guess I look different. [He smiles- no, beams at her.] Gash. My name is King Gash Bell.

...I read that entire post in Darth Vader's voice THANKS FOR THAT 8<

[u_n_asplode]

[Watch her face light up! It's like MAGIC.]

GASH!

[And she rushes over to give him an only slightly bone-crushing hug!]

Gash is big now!

[tridentbeardman]

YOU'RE AN ABOMINATION! THERE BE RULES AND YOU BE BREAKING THEM!!

[u_n_asplode]

[INSTANT SEETHE

AND SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHO THIS IS]

...what rules?

[tridentbeardman]

THERE HAVE ALWAYS BEEN RULES, SINCE OLDEN TIMES!

THEY'RE NOT COMPLICATED OR ANYTHING!

WHEN YOU MOVE INTO A NEW PLACE, YOU GREET EVERYONE FIRST!

AND THE YOUNG NEVER DIE BEFORE THE OLD!

GOT THAT?!

[u_n_asplode]

[Seething dispelled.]

...oh.

Well, I didn't mean to die.

[deletesadness]

[In the darkness someone is giggling.]

[u_n_asplode]

[...who's that, now?

Flandre stops and peers about into the shadows; eyes glowing bright.]

What's that?

[deletesadness]

[Whatever it is, it just keeps giggling.]

[u_n_asplode]

[Well, this requires a bit more investigation!

The vampire flutters further into the shadows, peering around more intently for the source of the sound. Where was it?]