paradisalost | [Thread] Prove it!

Amusement was hardly the word for this, and yet, what more could describe it? Othello was intrigued, and that was a good thing. He had been getting bored since the masquerade. And oh, Meroko had mentioned something about him being civil for more than a day. It'd been more than a day, hadn't it?

The devil made his way outside the castle, asking to be pointed in the direction of the courtyard once. She'd asked him to free a tree, when he'd frozen an entire barrier and crushed it with his hand? How very funny.

When he got there, he caught some girl pacing. He couldn't help but raise a brow. Was that her? Because she looked like she could be his and Futaba's second kid or something.

"By your pacing, I'm assuming you're the one I need to see." he said smoothing, folding long arms over his tall frame.

She stopped pacing the moment she saw him walk out, straightening up and folding her arms over her chest. The look she fixed him with couldn't be quite called a glare, but it was close.

"Yeah, that'd be me," she said shortly. "Man, you gotta be nuts. General of hell's army? Please." She snorted. "Still..." Suddenly she paused, taking in how tall he was, which was... quite a lot taller than her. She blinked, then frowned just slightly. She recovered quickly, though, and pointed briskly at a tree not far from them.

"Go on, then," she said, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Let's see you turn it into ice."

Othello had only to laugh at that, but of course, he was always laughing. Known fact. Maybe he really was 'nuts', then. But if that were so, he'd reason everyone else in Hell was too.

He shrugged a little bit, casting her a cheeky grin. "Seiryu Army, to be more exact. I took the position a couple years ago."

Lacing his fingers together, his cracked his knuckles, eyeing the tree she was pointing to. He shook his hands then and took a deep breath and carried on in a way that made it seem like he was making a great show of it all. In reality, something so small as this hardly needed anything.

"Don't blink, you might miss it." he said sarcastically, simply sweeping his hand out it's full length. Sure enough there was a great aura of power centering through the laughing man and spreading on the ground before them. Starting at the trunk and scratching upward, the tree grew stiff and frozen, sporting a brand new coat of solid ice.

She blinked when he laughed, and regarded him with some suspicion, mixed with a little curiosity. She wasn't TOTALLY sure he'd tried to hit on her before, as his remarks had been a little ambiguous - and he'd said he had a wife, which took her completely by surprise. THIS guy? She wasn't sure if she should be offended by his presence or.. well, his laugh was kind of infectious.

She lifted a brow at him. "'Seiryu' Army? That being?"

She watched him "prep" with a flat, disbelieving expression plastered on her face. But her eyes went very wide when she caught sight of the aura of power; for the second time since she'd been here, she could swear she saw a flicker of something in her blind eye, but still couldn't pin it down. She actually jumped when the tree froze solid.

"WOAH! You can actually- oh man!" She turned to him with a sudden and huge grin on her face, excited and intriguied. "That was SO COOL. How did you do that?!"

He raised a brow right back at her. "That being the army of Hell." He had been hitting on her earlier, but not seriously. In reality, there was one person in his heart, but it didn't mean he could have a fling or two on the side. Of course, looking at this girl now, she really was more Yotsuba's age, wasn't she? Not that age stopped him before. He smirked at the idea.

Othello glanced back over at the tree, shrugging his shoulders rather lazy and apathetically. What did he care about that stupid tree? "How did I do it..hmmmm." he tilted his head, scratching at his chin. "Well I waved my hand."

He smirked a bit, looking down at her. "And what do you mean 'I can actually'? Of course I can actually do it. Quite frankly, I didn't have any reason to lie about that."

She gave him a flat, vaguely annoyed look. "I got that part. Why 'Seiryu' though?" Her eyes narrows at his smirk, and without realizing crossed her arms somewhat more defensively over her chest.

She blinked, then gave an exasperated sigh at his version of an explanation. "Yeah, duh. But the whole... aura! I dunno what that was but... it was something powerful. Was that magic?" The edge had slipped out of her voice to be replaced by simple inquiry.

But it came right back at his next question, and she raised her brows at him. "I mean 'actually'! How was I supposed to know you weren't just lying while you were flirting with me?" She knew he'd been doing it, had thought it all along, but actually saying the words out loud brought a flush to her cheeks. She was instantly horrified and her eyes widened a fraction, but she kept her mouth sealed. She prayed that, in the semi-darkness, he wouldn't be able to tell. "And I don't know that you don't have any reason to lie, either," she said quickly, trying to cover for it. "It's obvious you're telling the truth now, but you're still just a stranger..."

She paused. "Hey.. you never DID tell me your name, you know."

"Do you think I actually care why it's called that?" He asked, with a laugh, although that seemed to be a mildly inappropriate time. Casting a glance towards the tree again, he simply shrugged.

"Simple ice magic." he answered blankly. "Of course, I'm the best in the multiverse." He winked at her, before he took a couple of steps towards the tree. Raising his foot, he gave the earth a big stomp, watching the ice, and whatever was frozen beneath it, break and crumble away.

With the smirk that was usually present on his features, he turned back to her. "Othello Farrel." he introduced, taking a showy bow. "Oh, and I wasn't flirting with you. I was picking you up. And I don't need to make up stories to be impressive."

She looked a little offended. "Hey, if there's anyone who'd know, it'd be YOU, and I was just asking." She fixed him with a strange look that was mixed with a little annoyance. This guy was all over the place.

"'Simple ice magic,'" she muttered. Everytime she ran into something like this she felt more uncomfortable just being ... human. It seemed somehow inadequate here. She ran her hand slowly over her arm, pensive for a moment, then her attention snapped back to him. "Wait. Did you say 'multiverse'?" She jumped a little, again, when he shattered the tree. She watched in something like awe. There was something strangely.. beautiful about seeing it fall apart like that.

She regarded him cooly when he bowed, then her eyes shot wide. "Wait. You were. WHAT?" She definitely blushed this time, plain as day. She spluttered for a second, torn between being flustered and furious. "You.. I'm not telling you my name!" Her voice was defiant, though she wasn't really .. exactly sure what she was being defiant against. "And yeah, right, sure. Nice ego you got on you. How do I know you're not just compensating for something?" Her mouth was pulled down in a tight frown, though she was less angry at him and more for herself for reacting to the things he was saying. Stupid!

Othello nodded, shuffling his hands into his pockets. "Right. Multiverse." he confirmed, although he didn't really see the big deal with it. There wasn't any way he was cleaning up that broken tree, either. Quite frankly, it would have been ten times more amusing to freeze some person, or maybe part of this 'amazing' castle. Oh well.

As soon as the blush spread across her face, he simply cracked up, taking his hands out of his pockets only so he could slap his thigh. That was the kind of reaction he was looking for. It was great. "I told you my name, it's only fair." he insisted calmly, despite the laughter hiding in his tone.

What was with people here telling him he had an ego? Come on now, this was nothing. Besides, what respectable General didn't have a bit of an ego. That was his reasoning. "Compensating for something? That's a good one." he snerked, giving his hips a subtle, but provacative swivel. "If you mean that, I AM a very young father. So I must not be too terribly in need of compensation, HAHAHA~"

It really DID seem to be difficult to determine when you should take him seriously. Though what had been the tree's fate should be enough to say he was not to be crossed.

She couldn't help but feel a flicker of real annoyance when he kept dodging her questions. People only did that if they had something to hide, and it made Tatsuki wary.

But when he cracked up laughing, she got a little .. lost. She blushed even more at his reaction. ".... it's Tatsuki," she said, with something like sulky resignation. She resisted the urge to scrub her hands over her burning cheeks.

She gaped at his hip swivel, and even took a step back. She couldn't be blushing any more if she tried and it was pissing her off. Then he said the father thing. If a person could die of being confused and flustered, Tatsuki would have been gone five minutes ago. "... you? A father?" she said weakly. "I feel bad for your kids..."

"Maybe I do need to freeze you. Your face is on fire," he smiled, "Tatsuki." The poor girl, and he was only doing it to entertain himself. Well, there was no one to stop him from doing so here. Not that there'd ever been anyone back home, either. What the General wanted to do, he did.

He blinked then, almost pouting. That was another thing the 'kind' citizens of this castle kept saying. How could he be a father? "Aw. I make the best dad!" Okay, so he didn't. But he didn't care, nor did his Commander. Son. Commander Son.

"If he had boobs, I think he might look a little like you." he smirked, although this time it actually didn't last that long. "Calm down though, really. I'm just having fun. I'm on orders from your friend not to do any major harm." He was doing pretty good then, right?

She fixed him with a nasty, narrow-eyed glare, then gave in and did scrub her cheeks, rather vigorously. The blush faded a little. "Yeah, thanks for pointing that out," she muttered.

She raised a brow at him. "Suuuuuuuuuuuuure you do." Then she suddenly grinned. "I'd believe you if you proved it."

She rolled her eyes at the next comment. "Great, thanks. That's exactly what I wanted to hear." She folded her arms again, then wrinkled her nose and glanced off to the side. "Yeah, I know," she muttered. "Hey, don't listen to Chizuru!" she said with sudden fire. "She doesn't know what she's talking about, and she can't run my life for me! So do whatever the hell you-"

Then she paused, realizing exactly what it was she was saying. And then, of course, she blushed again. Cursing, she swiped an arm across her face.

"You're welcome." he replied, nodding his head. However, she'd caught him with her next comment. What was with her and 'proving' everything?

"Touche." he said, pressing a hand to his chest to take a humbling bow. Everything was a show with him, really. But he shrugged a bit. Chizuru he assumed was the other female, the one with the strippers. "Whatever the hell I want?" he finished for her.

With the corners of his lips slowly curving upward, he plopped a hand down on her head. "It's not so bad having someone looking out for you." he said, almost quietly, like it was some sort of secret.

All of that was gone in an instant anyway, as he stretched and threw it all over his shoulder like it was nothing. "So I froze a silly tree for you. Are you satisfied?" If she was, he was going to do what he could to pry all about her. For a human, if that's what she was, she was pretty entertaining.

Tatsuki grinned at the small victory. Boasts only worked if you could back them up in her world.

"... yeah." Again, her voice was defiant. "Seriously, don't listen to her. Just do your thing. I can take care of myself," she muttered. Though now she was getting a bit confused as to what exactly they were talking about.

She blinked when he plopped his hand on her head. This would have earned most people an immediate foot to the jaw, but Othello, as it was turning out, was not most people. She gave him a strange look, one brow slightly raised. "No," she said softly. "No it's not." Then she gently batted his hand away.

She frowned at his levity, then shrugged, not much caring herself. "Yeah, I guess so," she mused. "I mean, you proved what I asked you to prove, so that was about it."

Othello chuckled, tucking his hands back in his pockets again. He cast her a small grin over his shoulder, watching her intently for a moment. "If my son ever shows up, I will prove it." he said confidentally, although really the only thing he'd be proving was that he was a good General. Maybe it was one in the same to him anymore.

He took a moment then and leaned down to her eye level. "I don't think you want me to do my thing." he advised her carefully. "That tree isn't coming back."

She had mentioned in those silly journals that she was both a girl and one-eyed. Of course the first of those was obvious, but he was curious about the second part. Normally having three eyes was the fascinating thing in the multiverse.

"So what happened to your eye? It looks alright to me."

She regarded him with a thoughtful little frown, then nodded. "Works for me."

She blinked and leaned back from him. She cursed internally when a blush again bloomed in her cheeks. "Whatever," she muttered. "... and I figured it wouldn't be."

Surprised at his question, she raised a hand to her left eye, running her fingers lightly over the scarring. "You can't see it?" she asked, with a hint of something sad in her voice. "You must be more blind then I am, then."

((OOC: XD No it's my bad. I was like "...dammit I'm not sure if it's a noticeable difference or not" but I went for it anyway. It's okay though cause Othello's such a fop. Also kind of amusing because I play him with both of his eyes, but later on he gets pretty much the same thing as Tatsuki 8D))

She was really going to split his sides the way she kept making him laugh. But he couldn't help it when she blushed again. Apparently he still had it. How very exciting.

Standing at his full height again, he shrugged. "Sure I see what I see. But what's so great about it. You still have two eyes. So what's wrong with them?"

He leaned back a little bit, staring down at her expectantly. Now she had better go impressing him, or he'd be really disappointed. Unfulfilled, even.

Tatsuki was getting seriously annoyed. She HATED blushing. But this guy-! He kept saying all the really stupid things that WOULD make her blush. All she really wanted to do was knock him around a little, but after his display with the ice power... well, Tatsuki was nothing if not sensible when it came to judging her opponents, and she knew better than to take this guy on.

She blinked at that, and looked openly offended. "What's so GREAT about it?!" she raged. "There's NOTHING great! My left eye is BLIND, stupid! And it's all scarred up like I got.. like something really bad happened but as far as I remember I've never been injured there before! It's been seriously messing up my karate! And I can sort of see-" She paused suddenly, then sealed her lips and shot him a fierce glare. "Why do you care, anyway?"

((ooc: I'm just happy you know it, omg. XD ♥ Although I wish it were slightly more well known so I could get a Futaba or a Yotsuba 8D;; BUT YEAH. I read it through a friend who isn't my friend anymore, so I found 50 cent copies on half.com xD?!))

To Othello, the blue eye looked more intriguing. Of course, his own eyes were blue, and noticeably so. Maybe he was biased. Or really, maybe his lust for the unnatural just ruined everything.

"Nothing great? It sets you apart." he replied, calmly as ever, scratching a bit at the corner of his own eye. "Karate? I'm sure you're very strong."

Why did he care? Well, he didn't, really. Not in the sympathetic sort of way. In some strange way, maybe. "Why do I care? Because I'm interested." he said simply.

"Sets me apart?" Her voice was quiet with mixed confusion, annoyance, and hurt. "Going half-blind is the last way I'd wanna be set apart, sorry." She scratched the back of her head, glancing off to the side. "Well, I did place second in the nationals," she said with some trace of pride. "If I hadn't had to fight that damn gorilla with a broken arm I would have won!" Tatsuki's frown was sharp as she recalled the match.

She rolled her eyes at him, then stood on her tiptoes and peered at him closely, with a faint trace of sarcastic amusement. "Oh really? Why, you that bored?" She dropped back down to her normal height and stepped back. "Man, you need to find a hobby, then."

((ooc: *_* Pretty much ANYONE would be so awesome xD; I'm so lonely :') Although I play Othello pre-Chiaki, so 8D She is kinda too bleeding heart for me, but I'm still pretty fond of all the characters

and sorry, I made a lame typo xD;))

If Othello noticed her hurt, he did and said absolutely nothing about it. He already lived a sad, meaningless life. His sympathy for the saddnesses of others was almost entirely lacking.

He chuckled a bit, in good nature for once, when she talked about the 'nationals', whatever those were. Must be important. "I bet you would have." he agreed with a nod.

"But of course it sets you apart. You're now carrying a burden." he leaned down when she leaned up, meeting her at eye level. "It's something that's altered the entire way you live. Now it steers the way you move, the way you think, and the things you do."

He stepped back then, glancing off somewhere in the courtyard as if he could see something. "That is my hobby. Being interested."

Tatsuki hadn't expected him to care, and would have been annoyed if he mentioned it, so that he brushed right over it was fine by her.

She gave him a slightly considering look at that, again folding her arms. "You really mean that?"

When he brought his face down to the level of hers, she somehow managed the extraordinary feat of not blushing. For the zillionth time. She blew out a breath, taking a moment to seriously think over his words.

"... that's all true, yes," she agreed quietly, "but it's definitely not the way I would have preferred. Besides, there's already something that .. steers my path," she said haltingly. "This eye is.. only preventing me from finding it."

She took a moment to shake her head vigorously. Trying to explain why the loss of her eyesight made her so angry - while also dealing with losing Orihime - was hard for Tatsuki. She never liked to admit weakness, and the dual blows of partial blindness and her deepset worry over her best friend were hard for Tatsuki to deal with.

"'Being interested' is a hobby now?" A trace of her bright grin returned. "That's the lamest hobby I've ever heard of. What's the fun of being interested in something if you don't act on that interest?"

((ooc: *dead* Jack Sparrow. xDD I was wondering if one would ever sprout up 8D!))

"Yeah, I meant it. And does anything happen the way we prefer it to?" Othello asked rather seriously, which might have been a shocker. When he was serious, he was sad, and so of course it never lasted long enough to let that show. He simply laughed afterwards to wash it all away.

"Whatever you think steers your path has now been taken over by your damaged eye. Even by trying to follow that other thing, you've got to push past that eye." There was no escaping it.

He bent down then sweeping his hand against the grass. The air seemed to rustle about him for a moment, and then the ground simply froze. "Oh, don't worry, Tatsuki." he said with that smirk, standing tall again. "I do act on my interests."

She gave him a curious look, then shrugged. "If you say so. And .... no, I guess not, but it'd be nice," she muttered. She knew it was a childish view, but.. still couldn't really help hoping.

She went still at his next comment, staring hard at the ground. Taken over...? Nothing would ever take over her desire - her DUTY - to protect Orihime. Not even a blind eye. But at the same time... "You .. kind of have a point. I do have to get used to it first..." she looked up at him fiercely. "But that's exactly what I've been doing. Training. So when I get my chance, I'll really be able to protect her."

She jumped a little when he froze the ground, then actually... stepped back. She didn't like his smirk. She didn't like the tone in his voice. The sudden impulse to run burned in her chest, but her pride kept her feet still. At the same time, she knew she couldn't fight him; he was entirely out of her league. But to simply turn and run at that one simple comment would not only be a sign of weakness, it would be a sign of cowardice.

Instead she braced herself and looked him in the eye. "Yeah? Howso?"

((ooc: I've never seen him roleplayed, so 8D Then again, I've never seen half the characters here ever roleplayed XDD ftw.))

Othello nodded silently. "It would be nice. But too easy. And that's boring." he said. Really, it was a vicious cycle in that man's head.

"Howso?" he repeated, stepping towards her as if her getting past any certain distance was just not going to be possible. "I make a point of collecting the things that interest me." he shrugged as if it were the most natural thing ever.

"And any pretty little thing that doesn't want to be mine, well, I teach it a lesson or two." Maybe he was just scaring her now, and he probably was. Yet there was still something serious about it.

"I think I'd prefer boring," Tatsuki muttered in response.

Her eyes widened when he stepped towards her, but this time she didn't move away. She was dead determined to stand her ground... even if she was gradually getting more and more scared.

Her heart jumped into her throat at his last comment. She balled her hands into fists and hissed, quietly, "Not me."

"That's a disappointment." he said quietly, raising the ever-mocking brow.

He seemed to be stuck in an extended moment of simply studying her. Perhaps deciding if she really was interesting enough to mess around with. Perhaps even trying to decide if he should just be nice.

"Relax." he said finally, craning his head a bit to the side. "I'm not that interested yet. We'll be in touch."

She frowned at him. "So sue me," she muttered, almost defensively. "I just wouldn't mind things going my way for once."

She held totally still while he studied her, ready to fight and run at the slightest indication. She was visibly tense, coiled like a spring.

When he made it clear he wasn't going to try anything she did untense, but only very slightly. "Yet?" she said quietly. "You're not going to be." It was almost a threat. Almost. "Sure." With that, Tatsuki turned on her heel and walked away.

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