Conquestum Paradisi

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Conquestum Paradisi

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What: Closing Arena Ceremonies, Part 2
Where: Aries Arena & Televised
Summary: 1/24/10AC
Warnings: This could get serious...but who knows.

Finally it was time for the mayor, Kazuki Sakahagi, to speak up. Not even an thirty minutes left to the celebrations, but seeing him go appeared to be lighting up a spark in the citizens. It wasn't too hard to see why; his enthusiastic grin and way of walking could easily melt anyone's worry away.

He walked to the center stage as cheering broke out, two men in black and Junko Tanako behind him.

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[zenzizenzizenic]

"Oh, I just thought I'd come to the closing ceremonies, listen to the mayor's no doubt riveting speech... I'm a big fan, you know," Hearts lightly sang, the grin clear in his tone as he strolled over to Spades as casually as walking through the park. His happy aura abruptly dropped though.

"Such a horrible commotion out there. These visitors don't play fair," he half-whined, lifting a hand up to fidget with his mask. "And there's blood and guts flying everywhere, gross."

[hinoto_npcs]

Hitsuji takes a moment while they talk to run her hands through the flames, her absorb fire skill giving her a nice little boost to her HP-- not that she needed it too much with the combination of her mutation skill (15% hp and sp every turn, plus the chance of a casted stat decrease becoming a stat increase), and all the people who decided to cast fire on them this fine day. I mean really.

She walks back over to the two just in time for the blood and guts comment, looking down at herself to see all the blood splatters she'd picked up so far. "I'm glad these aren't my regular clothes, at least. These people fight messy." Hitsuji stretches a little, giving a satisfied sigh as she feels her spine pop a little. "One of them is going around ripping off heads without any mercy, did you see that? Rude."

[camoflage]

"I gotta say, I was pretty entertained by the Nazi joke. Think we should persuade the Leader into letting us wear armbands?" He suggested, slapping the forearm of his left arm with his hand for emphasis.

"Eh, what'd ya expect?" He added, looking at Hitsuji and giving a small shrug of his shoulders before planting his hands on his hips and looking at Hearts again. "Then again, blood 'n' guts is kinda somethin' you should be expecting if you actually wanna do something besides talk at people all day."

Why yes he is making fun of you.

"You'd think the 'special police force' would know how to use non-lethal force though."

[zenzizenzizenic]

"Well what did they expect? These visitors are savages, quite a large portion of them monsters, y'know...?" Hearts said, a low, disturbing chuckle rumbling in his throat. "Talking to people helps you learn many things, McStabbity. Although if blood were secrets..."

He pressed his fingers against his mask, letting out a weird laugh. The flames were flickering happily around them, and shapes and animals gambolled in the inferno's depths.

"I want to steal some of them, you know? Crack open skulls, dig my fingers into that brain matter and squeeze out their hopes and fears, but no, instead I have to try some educated guesses and shoddy, hurriedly put together shit to get my jollies. I'm more complicated than your joy in simply stabbing things."

[hinoto_npcs]

Oh. He was on about squishy brain matter again today.

"Maybe you'll get another chance soon." She offers, vaguely wondering if he'd bring up the femslash thing again. "Or maybe you could harass someone that's already down but still awake?" Hitsuji shrugs a little, sticking her hands in her hoodie pockets as her eyes dart around to watch the animals dance by through the flames. It was quite pretty, she had to admit.

[camoflage]

"No one wants to see you do brain surgery on the field," Spades said with a tone of voice that would probably include sticking out his tongue if that were conceivable with his current uniform.

He waved his hand dismissively of Hearts' assertion. "Let him steal one and he'll bring a damn morgue back or something. You over-simplify my job here far too much though, you know?"

Psh. McStabbity. Come on.

[zenzizenzizenic]

"I was being figurative! Colourful imagery!" Hearts snapped, sounding thoroughly disgusted. "How gross do you think I am? Do you know the amount of blood and cerebral fluid that will get all over my hands from such a thing? Disgusting! Icky! Yuck!"

The flames hissed in agitation, a few hydra heads rising up from the blaze to snap at the sky, coal eyes burning angrily.

[hinoto_npcs]

Pretty gross

Hitsuji's eyes flicker between the two, simultaneously amused at the banter and weirded out by Hearts' tantrum... not that they were anything new. She's not really good at the whole 'calming down' thing, so she stares at him, debating papping his face a little or something. Does that help when people are being weird??

[camoflage]

Spades took Hearts' fit rather well, crossing one arm over his chest and using the other to hold his chin in gesture of contemplation.

"Pretty gross, actually."

[zenzizenzizenic]

"Exactly!"

It was like a switch had been flipped, Hearts immediately calming down at this agreement, his head bobbing in approval. He moved in a jittery manner, his hands doing strange little sharp gestures, the fires rising and falling with the movements.

"...but in any case, I was here to give thee temporary reprieve, from the trials thou must face," Hearts said, his tone extremely solemn. "Now that reprieve is over, and you must be dogpiled by magical teenagers with hero complexes a million miles wide. Do you accept thy fate?"

[hinoto_npcs]

"Is that a trick question?"

She places her hands on her hips, grimacing a little. Seriously, what was with all these kids thinking they had to dramatically come in to save the day? They had enough pyromaniac hero complexes to circle around the city tenfold, I mean really.

[camoflage]

"In all good conscious, I don't think I can accept that fate without the proper curly moustache to complete my villainous attire," He said, making a motion as if he were stroking said absent curly moustache.

When that was done though, he waved a hand dismissively. "Whatever, go run off and keep your arse out of the fire. Just make sure you don't try and engage someone too difficult, like that old ma from the second row."

[zenzizenzizenic]

"D-Difficult? Who do you take me for?" Hearts squawked. "I am one of great strength, of great, hmhmhm, ingenuity. Fire, or poison, which is the worst thing to suffer by? Feeling your skin char and blacken and fat pop and sizzle, or gasp and choke on fumes that make bile rise and blood congeal! Oh, how I want to see horror, fear, as people accept their fates in such terrible deaths..."

Hearts pressed their hands against their masks, letting out a small, far too happy sounding groan as they swayed from side to side. "It's almost a shame we can't kill anyone..."