paradisalost | First Injection - Cast Down from Heaven

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First Injection - Cast Down from Heaven

[There's a sharp rustle of wings, like a startled bird getting its bearings in a wind storm]

Well, it seems I underestimated that wolf and his little priest boy.

[His voice sounds amused, the sound of wings stilling and the clack of shoes echoing instead]

A room is it? Very sweet of you, little Shima boy. Ineffective, but cute. I suppose this is all you are capable of. A wonder little Kikuo has such an attachment to you. But still, I suppose taking a bit to let you rest will not do anything but prolong our entertainment.

[More clacking oh shoes, a soft mutter]

Now, where is the weak spot...?

[He finds the door and wanders out, the journal tucked into his doctor's gi, his red tall geta the source of the clacking noise and practically glowing in the natural light in the halls as he wanders, searching, seeking.

Well look at that Paradisa. It is a twelve-winged angel walking your halls. Times have just gotten stranger.]

[ooc: Open over the journals and in person! Come and bother the newest resident ~]

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[No...no. NO. That voice.]

[Akio. Here. In Paradisa.]

[PERFECT.

He had time to recover. His wounds? Healed. His pride. Restored. He was a Yatagarasu and Mizuchi child. Of both water and air. And now...now he had his chance again.]

[But he's not going to be foolish this time. He'll go through this tactfully. He will end it. Somehow. Today.]

Akio.

Let me be the first to welcome you to Paradisa, aniki.

[and you, mister. won't have as much of an advantage, or so he hopes.]

_{[All right, colored him just a bit surprised to hear his little brother's voice. And only a little. It would make perfect sense that the Shima boy had screwed up his spell (the other was hardly the master his ancestors had been). He had to smile, recognizing the other's tone. The other still harbored his grudges, but then Kikuo had always been a stubborn child.]}

It is always nice to be welcome to a new place by a voice I recognize, though you will need to discuss with the little priest later about the accuracy of his spells.

[Discuss the spell with Shima? What spell? If this was a trap created by that twerp he'd have destroyed it by now and beaten him senseless.]

Like that little virgin boy could pull of something like this. Seems you're stuck at this magic castle too.

It is always so amusing, how you enjoy mentioning his virginity. Do you think me some dragon, to devour him?

Magic castle? Come now, Kikuo, we are far to old for such stories, no matter how you enjoyed them at bedtime.

You listen up on how I insult him? Hmph.

[a tiny pause where he rolls his eyes, not that it's visible over the journal.]

It's the truth. Feel free to ask the other people here.

You would be surprised the tabs I keep on you, little brother.

_{[He can't see it - either through the journal or in person, it's a moot point.]}

Other people? Ah, yes, that is a bit beyond the boy's capabilities.

[a hiss] You don't need to do that.

This doesn't involve that Shima brat at all.

No, but you are my little brother, Kikuo. Did you imagine I would not keep some tabs when I banished you? Banished you might have been, but forgotten you were not.

So then explain to me what this does involve.

I hardly recall asking for you to babysit me from afar.

[But there was the question of the day. Despite the luxury he found and it's magical prowess he couldn't gather enough information to give him a clear answer. Could he convey that to his brother though? Should he even bother to?]

It involves Paradisa itself.

You are still my brother, Kikuo. And I made promises I will see kept.

_{[There is another pause, the rustle of his wings, the clack of his geta like a metronome keeping time.]}

I do miss your vague answers.

You break promises.

[Certainly there was a slight venom in his voice when he spoke that. And he took a moment to toy with the idea of what to say regarding Paradisa.]

Do you really think I'm going to give you the answers you want?

Now that is a bit uncharitable isn't it?

_{[He did not miss it the venom. How could he? And it hurt, a bit, on the inside. But even should Benten abandon him he had Benio, and to a lesser extent Sara's child. Did Benten know of him then?]}

Not want, need. I would think you would want to help your aniki, no matter your feelings in the moment.

[Uncharitable? The only thing he does is scoff. However at the next part he hiss. To try and manipulate him like that. In frustration he slams the journal shut with a curse.]

[A few minutes later, after some destruction in his room he opens the journal again.]

You already know how I feel regarding you.

_{[He had patiently waited with his own journal open. He knows you so well, little bird.]}

Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. You have ever been a mass of contradictions, little bird.

Should I repeat how much I utterly hate you?

Hate is such a strong word. I find it hard to believe, when you all but collapsed into my arms when you first returned home.

Because then I didn't know you were the one making zone 00. Now I do. Now I will kill you.

And why do my ulterior pursuits even concern you, Kikuo? I know you took some, but I hardly forced them into your hand. And have you seen Benio? The poor dear would be a wreck without it. I hardly think that something to kill me for.

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That was not 500 tags :/

1/2 I had to run to a movie, shush. >>;

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