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delirium,
heat

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Who: Heat (

ravenous_red) and Delirium (

fishy_go_byebye)
What: Meeting up, most likely by chance.
When: Now.
Where: In the halls of the castle
Rating: PG

For Heat, things seemed to be going at an awkward pace.

People were running about, writing in their strange pieces of paper that could communicate with one another, while they attempted to design a facsimile of the character they wished to be for the night. However, some parts of the castle appeared unchanged by the din and the general excitement in the air, and it was through one of these hallways he walked, a nonchalant look on his face. His head twitched to the side, as if he had heard something, but he continued walking.

How boring.

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She slid along the floor, feet barely touching and she watched the music make curls on the walls.

It was so loud, everybody thinking and talking. Confusing... the mouse caught in the trap and none heard the noise as they ran around in silent ruckus. And then they were busy and not with Del and it was all really very upsetting really because nobody would spend time with her and the walls could be maelting again and everybody can't tell they're drowning...

She watched as a shadow went under and gave a final call, ignoring everything as she rounded a corner.

He nearly ran into her, he did, some strange, short-ish being looking all-too dreamy as she rounded the corner. His crimson eyes narrowed, as he froze completely, glaring at her in the almost subtle darkness.

"Haven't seen you before." What a peculiar girl, he thought to himself, though her strangeness made him all the more edgy.

Del glanced up, toying with a lock of bright hair. He was all mad looking with the squinty thing that Dream got sometimes, and while it scared her it was nice to be reminded of home.

She stood very still as she felt the silver flash in the darkness, bright spots of indecision and wishy-washy feelings. "He's... not Del." She decided, but his hair was amusing, it kept snaking around and making itself slither. She let go of her own hair to reach out and pet it.

"What the..."

His eyes followed the path where her hand was going, but he made no move to brush her away - she was far less monochromatic than anything in his world he had seen, and the mere burst of colour in her hair was enough to disarm him momentarily.

Not Del? he echoed in his head, finding the voice between his ears to be much louder than he expected it to be. "Who's Del?" he asked, his red eyes still fixated on her hair - at first it had seemed dark like the rest of the hallway, but as his eyes grew accustomed to the shadows, the sheer brightness of it completely saturated his mind.

It was red... and soft? Fire that crackled with harmless laughter. She smiled with laughter and dug her hands further into the hair. Maybe she would end up inside and the secrets would go away into... uhm...

Who is Del? ...who is Del...

"Delirium is Del. Uhm... hi~? ah... Fire-hair." She had decided. He was nice maybe. There had been no yelling, and she felt her own hair shift around in pleasure at his acceptance. The colours faded through the rainbow, shortening on one side, and lengthening on the other.

Fire-hair... He had to let out a soft snort at the accuracy of her self-made name.

"Actually, it's Heat," he said, in a half-grumble, scratching the side of his head she wasn't busy playing with and blinking at her hair. "Why do you... have that much colour?"

She smiled up at him and blinked, a little confused with his question.

"Why not?" She decided. Since there is no reason, it was better than what could have been. It was different than what was.

He opened his mouth, as if he was going to say something, his eyes trained on her, an expression of immense confusion upon them. Heat knew he was slower than most, but he honestly couldn't be that slow...

Turning around, he motioned with a dark hand, which, if one were to slide their gaze upwards, could see a dark tattoo of some strange creature opening its jaws on his arm, for her to follow him, because, if all words failed, they might as well be walking in a direction.

She watched him, thinking of fish. And then of cats. And then of really big cats. It made her reach up and pat his cheek without thinking, before grabbing the hand he hadn't extended because, if they were going to walk together... well... there hadn't actually been a reason.

She smiled up at the new nice person, and started talking. "The food place is nice and its full of people but the foresty place is better cuz its bigger and it has all of the stuff that makes everything breathe and the animals sometimes tell Del nice things like their fun and then... uhm... there are rainbows on the walls sometimes~"

((Sorry about that, I was in another account...))

[It's all right. :3 Sorry for not replying sooner, I don't know where I went off to. ._.]

For a split second, she reminded him of someone, though its face was blank and its hands unmoving. Heat narrowed his eyes in an attempt to fish out the memory, but everything seemed so grey there, he was unable to, though he felt a severely nostalgic feeling crawl its way up his spine and curl up inside his stomach.

He glanced down at her hand grabbing his, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, patting his stomach where the nostalgia was yawning, looking content.

"The foresty-place. It has flowers... right?" he asked her, though he already knew the answer. "Where I come from, there's no such thing as flowers. Or animals. Or..." he paused, considering the colour of her hair. "...what are rainbows?"

...no rainbows? How... "Sad. Rainbows are prettyful and does he want to see some? They're all love Dels walls cuz Pollutiony man made them like that like his hearts and its good 'xcept when the walls start to go all melty but then he comes and makes it better sometimes so..."

She pulled lightly on his hand toward the stairs, intent on showing him what he had been deprived of for so long. "Has he seen the flowers? Del'll show him, but first he has to see the rainbows! They're like hair kinda but not. He does want to come, yes?"

If he were to skip every other word in her sentence, he could probably make more sense of what she was saying than he was making at the moment, but he was transfixed on the idea of seeing a rainbow. It was like her hair, with all the colours?

Thinking back to a blindingly yellow sun dotted only with one black sun, he couldn't help but find some dormant part of him flicker with excitement, something he hadn't felt in a while. His eyes narrowed again, but this time it wasn't to glare at her - it was to ward off the wave of feeling that he had felt before, though this time it brought tears in its wake.

"You can show me... rainbows?" he asked gruffly, coughing back some of the emotion that had clung to his voice box and stuck there, thick and fuzzy like a small creature.

Delirium paused when she heard the catch in his voice. She turned around to look a Fire-Hair, and tilted her head to the side in confusion.

"...Is he upset about seeing the rainbows?" She watched him sadly, biting her lip before saying "He can touch Del's hair... Or... does he want to see real? Del will make them real instead of just walls." She swung around again, hair waving around her head and started tugging more forcefully in a different direction.

"Outside is better! It'll be like the beanstalk silly little Peter grew~" She grinned at the male behind her as she tugged him along. "Don't be sad, he should enjoy them while they're here."

"You can make... rainbows?" he asked, looking completely baffled, before coughing and setting his face into its normal glare. Instead of saying, 'okay,' he simply allowed her to drag him along, as he watched her bouncing hair shift and sway into brilliant patterns his world had never seen.

Maybe this is what being reincarnated feels like, he thought idly, padding along beside her, his eyes shifting this way and that - a nervous habit he seemed to have picked up from the Junkyard.

Delirium grinned when she finally managed to dig her way out of the castle, it kept changing on her, really! There was a missing wall and added hallways and... well... maybe there were...

She released his hand and chewed on a nail, wondering where to begin. She giggled happily when she figured it would be best to just start and see what happens.

Del started to dance, singing the song she had heard from a visiting child once. "It's raining, it's pouring! The old man is snoring~" and as simple as that she clapped her hands together and made her rainbow between them. Flinging her hands away from her body, she sent the strands of colour into the air to preform a dance of their own.

Something brilliantly colourful flashed before his eyes, not unlike the girl's hair, but the instant he directed his eyes at it, it was gone, like some strange illusion.

There was an awkward sinking feeling in his stomach as he watched her throw her hands out into nothingness, but he couldn't discount the fact that he, indeed, saw something. Or did he? Scratching his head, he frowned a bit, listening to her singing.

"Wasn't that a bit... small?" he asked, his hand still in his hair, motioning towards the wall. He wanted to believe that she was insane, but truly, he felt it was he that was going nuts. However, nothing was out of the limits of possibility for him. She still hadn't seen - and he hoped that she would never see - Agni.

"Ah...?" Del was confused, she looked back up into the air and watched the rainbow she had made dancing in and out of itself. Maybe it was too light...?

"...Maybe..." Shrugging she did it again, except this time she waved her hand in the air. The rainbow trailed after where her hand had been, following the path before breaking off again.

"Does it show through the rain and make the day seem brighter...?"

Okay, now this time he definitely saw something.

Though there was no rain to speak of outside, faintly he heard its dull pitter-patter against his eardrums, and he turned about, watching her hands again.

Heat wished he could agree with her, to say 'yes,' but he was already vaguely aware of an illusion that seemed to be creeping up into his mind - a harmless one, but none the less an infinitesimal untruth. It was always raining... and they had never saw these?

Lightly, he picked up a strand of Del's hair, watching it change as he glared at it, quite seriously.

Delirium watched him carefully as her hair curled lightly in some nonexistent wind. He was stating so closely, was it that interesting? Del watched her hair too, wondering if maybe the mouse had stolen the plate after all.

It was odd, even though his head felt light, he couldn't begin to understand why...

"Flowers." He interrupted his own thought as he pulled out some dried-up lavender out of one of the pockets in his uniform, holding it up for her to see. "So, in your world, they have these, too?"

Del smiled and hopped up onto air as the flower went from seedling to first frost and back around.

"They're there and not everywhere. Tell stories about people, learn about stories listening to what they say. Hide away themselves in sunlight. Peak through the cracks in nothing and create the holes in ground. They sing~" Delirium giggled. It was everywhere when they ran away together.

Before he had seen a rainbow, but now he seemed to catch a glimpse of a flower unfolding in his mind, and he glanced furtively about, as if someone was invading his own thoughts.

"They sing?" he asked, though he found it hard to believe. He remembered one person singing... well, someone singing. Or perhaps it was simply nothing at all.

"Like the wind on an empty day. Whisper whisper whisper." Deliriums attention drifted away from the flower towards flying homes and puppy dog tails. They taste sour and rank and sometimes people cried about their existence when the swirly place ate them up all for dinner.

"Little boys can be naughty... Did he ever make the puppy dog tails work?"

This sparked a rather queer smirk from him, as he recalled a certain someone, with silver hair and brilliantly blue eyes - he seemed to almost envision him in front of him, as if there were some kind of holographic projector in his mind.

"Dunno. Never thought to ask him," he mumbled, looking upwards.

Delirium swirled her finger around a cloud and watched it go into technicolor then shape itself into a person and a circus bear. They danced around to music that didn't match and hummed together.

Grabbing Fire-Hair's hands and sway lightly, moving toward the forest slightly while her mind kept drifting around. Open up the door and let them through the well, it isn't kind to keep them all stuck in a wardrobe, how mean mean mean...

He narrowed his eyes, watching her for a moment as he saw a figure dance before his eyes, lithe and bright, before he looked away, coughing. He seemed to have lost control of something, but the thought of the figure had grounded him, set him back to earth, as he watched the girl spin about, holding his hand.

Somehow, it simply seemed surreal that she should engender something like this to play over in his mind - he jerked his hand away, and for a moment, he felt a connection lost... or something like that.

He grumbled something to the girl, fully aware that his parting statement probably made no sense, as he walked down the rest of the hallway, holding his head.

I forgot, some people think of Del abilities as her making others go with her insanity. Since she can't do anything to other characters here, then you can have him not actually see anything if you want. If that happens, she'll just drag him inside and make him look at the oil covered walls Pollution did for her. (If that's okay...)

[If there's one thing Heat would really believe in, it's something he's probably never seen before. ;) He's one of the characters that loses faith fast in the game, and eventually turns against everyone because of what he lost. So, he might think he saw something, but in reality, he didn't... :3]

Ah, wonders. Characters believing Del's insanity~

Also: going with parents on a trip 'round Japan, so I'll be absent for two weeks. :3

Have fun~

And, I don't know what to write. Do we have any idea where we're going with this...?

Mmm... yeah, it looks like the end of the RP. I'll just finish it up.

Awesome. It was lots of fun playing~

Yeah, with you too. ^^

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