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HAVE A NICE FLIGHT
[The thing that jolts you awake is the sudden drop.
Maybe you gasp. Maybe you hold onto your seat as tightly as you can. Whatever you do, it doesn't help your stomach, or stop the overwhelming scent of flowers from tickling your nostrils. Nor does it unbuckle your seat belt, as you are strapped into a seat that is...well, it's comfortable, but not helpful when you don't know where you are.
You'll figure it out soon enough. You're inside a strange room of some kind, and opening the windows reveals nothing but clouds, lightning flashing across the sky...and a moon as red as blood. Its light seems to be much stronger than any light that comes from within the place you are now, which seem to flicker and lose power at the worst intervals.
Not only that, but you're not alone. There are 14 others with you, and only those 14. And--you have power. You don't know what it is, not yet. But instantly you know you have a power. It's just a matter of you figuring out that power, since the doo-hickey you find in your room doesn't help you figure it out.
And yes, you're flying. If you don't know what an airplane is, well. Welcome to the future, friend. It's looking to be a not-so-great one so far.]
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because what is his dignityand grips the armrests so hard his knuckles crack.]What the bloody hell?!
[It takes several seconds of hyperventilating and shaking before his brain reboots enough for him to start processing his surroundings. The motion of the room-- odd as it is-- is familiar now after being on those flying monstrosities Jonathan calls "airplanes" a few times. The vague shape of the seat, the belt securing him to said seat, the small window... it all matches, though it's far nicer than the godsforsaken metal nightmares of the mage's adopted time and world. There's no stink of aluminum and oil or worse, no alarming sounds from straining engines, and the seats are plush and private. The Morris family has money, but even that can't buy space on a plane that doesn't exist in their time.
So how is he here? And why is the moon red?
A moment's fumbling with the seat belt and the mage is on his feet, exiting the enclosure with the wary carriage of someone used to trouble. Time to see who else is here, wherever here is. Hopefully his brothers are nearby.]
Jonathan? Nagisa?
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Good, someone e -- [She clears her throat.] I see, another unfortunate soul. Have you also been separated from your companions?
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I don't think Nagisa is here and I haven't found Jonathan yet. Are you okay?
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He steadies himself with a hand against Yurick's shoulder, making the mistake of not signaling that he was coming up from behind him.]
We're on a god-damned airplane, aren't we.
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Headtilt.]
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Not only did he instantly find himself briefly outside the plane(?!??!??! WHY PLANE, WHY ANYTHING) for a moment, he twisted his ankle a tiny bit during his poof back into.
Are you the person (or... dog) that he stumbled into, less-than-gracefully? If so, you got to hear a calm and clearheaded- ]
Shit...!
[ -before he started doing that awkward hopping-in-one-place maneuver. He's just. Going to lean against the wall, a tense breath escaping. ]
I'm, uh- sorry about that. I've never... [ glancing outside ] ... that... before.
[ Maybe you're catching Ren a little later. He can be found sitting, frowning at his foot. ]
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[ She may not have seen him teleport, but Satania does get knocked into! ]
H-Hey! Watch where you're going!
[ Of course, the guy does apologize so... ]
N-No matter. It is fine! Nothing I, the great Satanichia, can't handle!
[ ...Those are definitely some horns on her head. ]
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Are you hurt, Akira? I can't find my ARCUS but maybe I can still help somehow.
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She ends up screaming, and loud enough that it's likely to be heard by everyone else. And if she is able to, she'll be pushing him away from her.]
Get away from me, you pervert!
[Sorry about that, not!Akira. Normally she'd be okay even with the Akira she knows, but not in that close of proximity and that close to a wall.]
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He's worried though. Is the human okay...?]
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[ ...WELL OKAY THEN
Guess who ends up waking up screaming from the sudden drop ]
KYAAAA!!
[ And after that, well, Satania still doesn't calm down.
This is definitely not where she was sleeping last time she checked! Why is she strapped into a seat?! And what's this strong-smelling thing around her neck-- oh it's just a lei. But still! What's going on?!
Excuse her while she panics a little bit.
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...Okay, a lot.
After freaking out for a while, Satania attempts to calm herself down. It's okay! She's the great Satania! Nothing like this she couldn't handle!
Maybe.Deep breaths. Deep breaths...
She finally unstraps herself from the seat and... ]
[ Does anyone wanna meet this short redheaded girl with horns wearing a school uniform? Because you're gonna see her acting as dramatic as she possibly can. ]
Well, well, well! What do we have here~? [ She puts her hand to her forehead, trying to look intimidating. ] So it appears that I have been captured. [ She's right, but she's actually only guessing that's what happened. ] Those fools! I doubt that they're prepared for the greatest of them all!
[ She poses with massive amounts of flair and addresses anyone who comes near her. ]
It is I, the archdemon Satanichia McDowell Kurumizawa! The Queen of all Hell! And you shall bow before me!
[ And then she laughs maniacally, like an over-the-top villain. ]
NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA~!
[ Talk about making a first impression. ]
I'm sorry he's such a grump.
[Yurick stares at her incredulously for a solid five or six seconds.
Then rolls his one good eye, turns, and starts walking away. Stars, he's just trying to find his brothers and figure out how to get the hell off this unexpected ride, he has a headache, and he's just so done. Don't take it personally, Satanichia.]
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[siren noises] here there be headcanon...
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Kei grips the armrests instinctively as his gut drops with the— what... is he on, right now? Where is he??
Once everything seems stable, he grabs at his seatbelt and unbuckles it. He's then patting around his immediate vicinity for his glasses... which... are apparently not around???
He has no idea what's going on but he immediately hates this.
A frustrated sound escapes him as he gets up and feels around— is this a plane...? How in the world...]
What in the world is going on, here? Who's responsible for this?!
[His freakishly tall 6'3" figure might be much more intimidating if he wasn't also incredibly scrawny and if it wasn't incredibly apparent that he currently can't see anything.]
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[The girl he's run into is trying to look serious, but she's also very short and was just yelling at her phone, so there's that.]
But whatever it is will surely become apparent. I doubt it to be anything good.
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At least until it felt like he was suddenly falling, coming back into consciousness just in time to be aware he was gripping at the armrests almost painfully. Atsushi's eyes snapped open and instantly there was something of panic as he didn't recognize where he was or what was going on.
Last he'd known, he'd been on the ground. Not in the air.
He's not really aware of this fact until he looks around the room frantically with a whisper of no, no no no... under his breath, gaze falling to the window before opening it and stopping it short. The moon was red?! ]
This really can't be happening...
[ Atsushi swore he'd gotten better at not panicking but this was way out of his range of what let him stay calm. Undoing the belt, he got to his feet and headed out in time to nearly run into someone else. So he wasn't alone here. ]
Aah--! Hey... y-you wouldn't know what's going on here, would you?
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I'm afraid not. I woke up here when the airplane dropped, likely just as you did. Rather tired of waking up in strange places, honestly.
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[Her communicator is missing and the phone's got no signal, but Kokoro yells at it regardless, then scowls when it doesn't work. She shakes her head and grips the phone tightly.]
Truly my fate has dealt me cruel circumstances... I shall persevere. There is no other option.
[As she keeps telling herself that, she walks carefully through the plane, hands at her sides.]
I hope it's okay to assume she's made her way back to Premiere Class and they're meeting there?
[The blond just down the aisle raises one hand in what might be a wave, or could just be a way of showing he's not armed while keeping his balance with the other. His voice hasn't quite gone to gravel and smoke yet (he's nowhere near old enough for it to have even started), and he's not wearing a brace on one of his legs
not that Umbra of Sorrow is real canon or anything but the narrator's rather fond of that design... so it's probable that he doesn't sound or look like the old man in any records she's seen from the latter half of the twentieth century.]Any sign of anybody besides... all of us just fumbling around here, yet?
Works!
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There's a loud, pained yelping from this room. He doesn't know where he is. Nothing smells familiar - like he can even smell anything over these flowers. He's tied in place on this uncomfortably small...armchair? And straining against his bindings pulls at his not yet fully healed wounds. This isn't his house, this isn't his family's house.]
Hey- help! Get this thing off!
[He's indoors, and not the vet, so he can't expect other animals to hear him....so he'll just have to bark loudly enough and hope there's a nice human nearby.
You could also find him later, curled up somewhere with his paws over his snout. Or sniffing about. He's a dog, he has no idea what a plane is, not from the inside. Watching out the window is interesting...]
I don't like the look of that moon...
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T-There you go. You should be okay now.
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later, by a window -
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near the window
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What the hell?
[ He takes several steps back, a little bit in shock. He's no stranger to flying, but... using his wings is not exactly the same as... whatever the hell this is.
And that moon... ]
This has gotta be a dream. Yep. There's no other way to explain it. This is... a dream...
[ You'll find Zelos mumbling to himself. There's no way any of this is actually real... right? ]
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[Have a tiny teenage girl looking sternly at you.]
That moon is an ill sign, though of what precisely...
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[The touchscreen in his room reminds him of his Sheikah Slate, and he flicks through it for a minute before trying to take it. ... Well, it doesn't make any sort of noise, but he puts it in his pocket anyway.]
[This isn't the first time he's been stripped of his equipment, but it's still distressing to lack it. He looks out the window, yelping at the sight - he knows the blood moon is bad news, but he defeated Calamity Ganon. How is this possible? He'll have to be on guard. He's in the air... is this like Vah Medoh? Hm...]
[He heads out the door, looking around cautiously. Maybe there's monsters here...]
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Another who appeared suddenly? I wonder what the meaning of this is...
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She's able to unbuckle herself and look around quickly enough. She's at least a bit more familiar with strange technology and does check out the weird device and figures out that there are some familiar people She'll tuck that away for now and try to walk out and first see if she can locate Jonathan and Yurick and then see who these others are. She's definitely very worried about Jonathan because she knows how much he hates airplanes. Won't stop her from trying to gather any information she can about their situation and seeing just how similar this is to the Base.]
Excuse me, have you been able to find anything about where this is or where we're going?
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[He looks left and right down the hall. He can hear the sounds of other people... but this isn't a town or stable and it isn't a Divine Beast, so he has no idea.]
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This is not where he was. He is restrained. There is an almost choking smell of tropical flowers, and that's really not helping how nauseous he feels. Still, waking up somewhere unknown... flower garlands and vampire hunters have a surprising history. It's not made of garlic flowers, but there's no ruling out the possibility that it serves the same purpose. He's not ditching the lei just yet.
The fourth realization comes after a few moments of fumbling to get the seatbelt off - the hell's with this buckle, anyway? - there is no sign of Vita in this room.
Fifth, he is unarmed. This is a problem, all right. But he can't stay put - he stumbles across to the door and falls more than charges out of it, hating ever second of this, every flicker of the lights, every little unsteadiness of the floor.]
You got any idea what this is? If you don't, fine, but have you seen a young woman with really long grey hair around here?
[He's not panicking. Nope. No sir. There is no panic here, just queasiness and a vague sense of something being even more wrong than it was at the Base, nearly as wrong as being in Dracula's Castle....]
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I don't... know what this... thing is. It's not Vah Medoh...
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[Then, of course, the drop kicks her fully awake. That shouldn't happen, generally speaking. She sits bolt upright, taking several seconds to recognize something she's never seen from the inside before - a private airplane cabin. She almost mistakes it for a train before opening the window, but she's greeted with the sight of the tops of the clouds, so it's not hard to put the clues together.]
[And then there's that moon. A devil's moon. Perfect.]
[After taking a few minutes to compose herself, and straighten the enormous poofy dress she arrived in, Beatrice carefully wanders out of her compartment, looking around with an expression of wondrous curiosity only slightly tempered by caution. Not even apprehension, just an awareness of her surroundings to go with the barely hidden fact that she's never been on a plane before. She mutters to herself, at least once.]
My, my. What sort of game is this?
[She's left her doo-hickey in her room for now, as she's not sure what it is. But she will give anyone she meets a cautious greeting and a regal demeanor.]
Oho, good evening! I seem to be a bit lost. Can I assume the same for you, or are you the one responsible for this impromptu vacation?
[She doesn't look lost, but then again, she also looks like she wandered in from a Renaissance Faire, so who knows?]
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Good Evening! I uh... yeah. I'm just as lost about being here as you.
[ He raises his hands up before him and waves them before him in a sort of defensive, dismissing gesture. ]
I don't know who's behind this but it wasn't me. I promise!
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Late tag is okay I hope??
More than fine
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Hello? Hello??? Excuse me!!!???
[Hiyori is entirely calm right now! He just wants to be SURE that he got heard so he'll give a LITTLE knock on the wall! That's it! Entirely justified!]
[Deciding to look like he's doing something productive, Hiyori holes himself up in the carte service to fiddle with things. He's sensitive to the sound of footsteps, and a disciple of body language will see the way his neck tenses up, but by the time he looks up, he's all smiles.]
Oh, good morning! I'm not in your way, am I? I can move, it's fine.
carte service!
You're fine, you're fine, I'm just... do they have any candied ginger in there? Hell, even fresh would be fine, I can deal...
[His voice trails off, and he shrugs helplessly.]
I really don't do well on airplanes or boats.
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Then she does what any reasonable chaos virus who woke up tied to a chair would do: slams open the door to her room and shouts.]
WHO'S BEHIND ALL THIS?!
i'd say i'm sorry but i don't like lying c:
It wasn't any of us, la -
[And then he gets a glimpse of who just did the yelling, and sweet Holy Mother of God. He's unarmed. He's unarmed, and that woman - that woman - but she hasn't been seen in over a century - but the last place like this had pulled people from different times, and the descriptions all had only a few things in common - ]
Carmilla?!
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Getting up and looking out the window doesn't help, letting out another yelp when that lightening flashes across the sky. Quickly discovering that it hasn't done anything to him leaves him relieved, but not by much.
Hoping to find answers to what's going on, he'll leave this small, nice room to hopefully find Popee, Papi or Poala, but that hope is pretty much gone when he sees anyone outside of his room, the inquisitive mask on his face somehow...dropping, with a shocked one underneath it.]
What...what is this?
[He doesn't say it very loudly, but it's probably easily heard by anyone paying attention to him.
If you didn't notice the...purple wolf wearing a mask and orange shorts with yellow stars walking on his back legs when he first left room 12, you might notice him just walking around the plane, looking around the plane with his mask going back to worry after it was shocked. Where the ones that dropped before are, you might never know.]
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So, he happens to be pretty chill when he runs into Kedamono. ]
Your guess is as good as mine. Trying to wrap my head around this is a pain...
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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! This is your new Pilot speaking...and it seems our little guests have finally woken up! Good.
I'm pretty sure I have your attention, so let's get this shit started, huh? The destination of this flight is... well, hey, my least favorite people are here, so odds are it's straight to hell with most of you. Just kick back and enjoy the surprise that's coming, courtesy of yours truly. Oh, but the suckers in King Class, you get a special present. It's a bit of each other's personal information, right on the convenience of your phones! So what, is this a fucking dating show? Well hey, no one wants to die alone, haha! But whatever, that's not the only thing. Few of you, like that goddamn idiot who went outside the plane, PROBABLY noticed you have some shitty magic now! Well, so do I. And unlike your other new pals, I know the exact manner of bullshit you all can do, so don't push your luck.
[The voice chuckles darkly. This is pretty bad, huh?]
So - any questions? Yeah, don't ask me to land the plane right now, by the way. Not happening. This is my show, and I decide the rules. And if you annoy me enough - you're not going to like what I do about people who annoy me. Got it?
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[HIYORI IS TALKING REALLY LOUDLY FOR A RELIEVED GUY BUT THAT IS JUST TO BE SURE THIS BADASS CAN HEAR HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
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late, augh.
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