canto I

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{A young woman appears on the Plane, and for a brief moment, her brow furrows deeply, as she looks angry. But her expression calms after a moment, and she looks around curiously}

This is quite an odd appearance for a new shop in Central. My, you would think that this were some kind of special alchemy. I've never heard of anything like this, though. Illusions aren't really possible with it...Or, at least, not that I've read about.

{She kneels, pulling out a piece of chalk. Though Dante doesn't need it, she's proceeding with caution anyways.}

Still, if it were an illusion, it wouldn't be made of metal. But...I don't know what kind of metal this is. It's probably something that the military recently discovered in the mines, I suppose...

{She draws an intricate circle, and pressing her hands to its edges, it glows briefly before the starlight seems to rise up in a shape, eventually forming a pistol that Dante very carefully picks up as a. She stands again, holding the gun as if it's unfamiliar in her hands}

Now, are those children and that woman still here? I think we have more to talk about than I first thought.

((ooc: For those in the know, Dante is a) literally rotting and b) a parasite, kind of. This body isn't hers, so for those that would be able to sense that Dante's soul doesn't "fit" this body, there you go.))

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[usagipino]

[Plunks down on her stomach near her with a crayon and draws the exact same circle onto the floor, humming and kicking her feet in the air.]

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{Dante would be more impressed if she hadn't known that the Elric brothers had been drawing circles at about this girl's age. She sounds very gentle, but still holds the gun warily}

That's a very good copy. Do you know alchemy?

[usagipino]

Alchemy? Does Pino know alchemy?

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

...You don't, do you?

[usagipino]

Pino doesn't think so.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

Then you're just a little artist. That's a relief...

So, what is this place, little one?

[usagipino]

The Astral Plane! Vince can't come here.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Hm...that is certainly a strange scent.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{There are so many 'wut' things about this situation.}

You're a chimera, yes?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Since I do not know what a chimera is, I somehow doubt that that is what I am. You will find that very little is what it seems, here.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

Ah, could you elaborate please?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Well, the Twins are certainly non-threatening at first glance, are they not? And yet they are the masterminds behind this grand experiment. There are many people here who have deep darkness in their hearts and yet appear quite innocent and kind.

I have learned to rely more on scent than sight, of course.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

Ah...That's really terrible, then, isn't it? What kind of experiment is it? It seems odd for any science I know.

[realitymods]

[The Twins both bow graciously to her.]

I think we do, too! Your soul needs our help, doesn't it?

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{No point hiding it}

Your help? I don't see what you would be able to do about it.

[realitymods]

We could heal your soul and make the body compatible with it. We're very familiar with the process!

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{You have her interest!}

...If you're so familiar, explain it to me. Why should I trust you?

[realitymods]

The people we bring here have a nasty habit of dying, which really isn't very fun at all. When they die, the soul and body separate and they usually don't want to go back together. So we developed a blood replacement for it that resonates with the soul and keeps them in sync and balanced. But if you want a reason to trust us, we think you're interesting and interesting is good in this experiment! So it's in our best interest to see you alive and kicking. We'd be happy to give you a blood transfusion to fix it.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

...Of no cost?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

You're leaking. It keeps trying to slip out and skip away.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

...Excuse me?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla giggles.] It's falling out of your body.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

{Feebly, she smiles} That's nonsense. I don't know what you're talking about.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Oh! Is it a secret? [She puts her finger to her lips and makes a 'shushing' noise.] I like secrets.

[di-persona.livejournal.com]

It is a secret, yes.