MONSTER ON THE ROOF

[fauxface]

[Face was chasing a squirrel.

She's not sure where she is, or how she ended up here, but as soon as she saw that squirrel her mind just fogged and all she could think about was catching the damn thing. At one point it got away from her but as she searched the immediate area she noticed something moving on the rooftop of the building. Licking her lips, the teen begins to scale the side of the wall like a spider, fingertips sticking to the side of the building without any kind of support.

She ends up climbing over the parapet and landing on the roof, crouching down like a predator before pouncing on the unsuspecting squirrel. In a manner of seconds she's tearing into it with sharp teeth that seemed to have just grown from her mouth. Normally she'd take a moment to look around -- to make sure no one was witnessing her embarrassing (to her anyway) behavior -- but if anyone was on the roof she completely missed them in favor of catching that now very dead squirrel.]

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[fluffydeathdealer]

[Seeing the girl climbing the building was an experience he wasn't expecting today. Or any other day, really. She climbed like a natural, more like an animal than a person, and Bakura's sharp eyes couldn't see what footholds or handholds she was using. It only takes him a moment to head up to the roof, but by then her prey was already long dead. And in her mouth, no less.]

Quite the hunter, aren't you?

[fauxface]

[There is almost no meat left on the poor animal by the time he reaches her. She had been so caught up in her meal she hadn't noticed the other person coming on to the roof either.

As soon as she registers that she's not alone, the dead squirrel (or what's left of it) is being dropped to the floor and Face is shooting to her feet with a look of slight mortification that she tries to cover with indifference. Tries, and fails.]

[She quickly uses her sleeve to wipe the blood from her mouth as if to erase all evidence. Oh how she hated being caught acting like a wild animal.] How long have you been standing there? Jesus.

[fluffydeathdealer]

H-heh heh... Hahahahahaha! [He can't help but laugh at the desperate cover-up. It's not as if she can claim nothing happened. Wiping away the evidence after she's been caught is probably the most desperate act she could have done. Lifting his hands in an idle shrug, he shakes his head at her, making a 'tsk' sound with his tongue.]

No need to stop on my account! I was wondering why you'd be climbing the building, but now I see how it is.

[Despite the sarcasm, he sounds more amused than anything else. As if it's perfectly normal to find a girl tearing the meat off the bones of a squirrel.]

[fauxface]

[The embarrassment is wiped clean off her face once he starts laughing. Replaced by the narrowing of her eyes and her pursing lips.]

Well the goddamn show is over. [Her tone remains defensive and a touch cautious. Was he nuts or something?] Is that all?

[She tries to retain a semblance of dignity, shoving her bloody hands into the pockets of her over sized jacket. She manages to stop looking pissy long enough to settle for appearing indifferent instead, but no matter how relaxed she pretends to be now her posture still seems stiff.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oi, oi, no need to take offense.

[Folding his arms over his chest, he meets her narrowed gaze with a slightly mocking smile. So very defensive... heh, is she new to this sort of thing? She doesn't look like the type of girl who'd go chasing squirrels.]

Where'd you learn to climb like that?

[fauxface]

[Her gaze flickers up and down for a brief moment as she looks him over before she offers an exaggerated shrug. Dumb habit of hers.]

I didn't. [It was just instinct. Granted there were times where she'd slip and fall or climb a lot less gracefully than she did a moment ago. She was sort of just coming into this whole...thing.

Her head upturns slightly as she quirks a brow.] You're acting like you've never seen someone climb a wall before..?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[His appearance is peculiar at best; white hair, going more than halfway down his waist in a flurry of spikes, seeming almost to have bat-like wings on top; brown eyes, surrounded by dark eyelashes that almost look like they're painted on, they're so thick; raised and darkened scars over his right cheek and bared forearms that look like he's been through hell and back. He'd look almost ghostlike if it weren't for those, and the fact that his clothes are completely disheveled. Like something you'd find haunting the forest at night. Tucking his hands into his pockets, he shakes his head carelessly.]

It's not exactly a common sight! I've never seen it in years. You practically flew up the wall. If that's natural skill, I envy it.

[fauxface]

[His look somehow manages to be both familiar and foreign. The scarred and disheveled look is par for the course where she's from -- her own cloths looking a little worse for wear. But his wild white hair and ghostly appearance makes him seem more like a character out of an old story told to scare little kids.

She snorts.]

It's handy I guess. [She knew she was quite a ways from home judging by the little island this building sat on, but "not a common sight"?] What is this, some kind of human-only inhabited island?

[She had always wondered if there was such a place but thought it unlikely. Maybe she was wrong.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Human... only?

[He's a little taken aback by the question, but shakes his head in response. Heh... More interesting every time she speaks. How about that?]

I can tell you're new here just from that! The majority of people here are human, but... People've been brought here from all over, so it's only natural that there's a few exceptions to the rule. Either way, this isn't anyone's willing settlement, that's for sure. Pickiness isn't an option.

[fauxface]

[She takes a moment to think about that, her gaze wandering around as if she only just now started to take in the sights. It looked...like an island. And the building just looked like a building. The only thing she really noticed that seemed strange was the lack of corruption, but she's seen places before where it wasn't obvious first glance.]

Uh-huuuh...[She hums thoughtfully, no real urgency when faced with this news.] So what, we're all collected like exotic toys, thrown on an island, and theeen..?

[She looks back over to him expectantly, waiting for him to explain what comes next, if anything.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Beats me.

[Collected like exotic toys... that was a good way to put it. He grins a little at that. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't have a good answer to that.]

Once we're here, that's about it. There's the occasional babble of bullshit from the headmistress about how we're supposed to learn something, but there's no teachers, so she's probably crazy.

[fauxface]

[Given that she had been expecting something like forced labor or physical torture, this wasn't so bad to hear. It was still kind of frustrating to have so little information. She was far used to Scar being able to give her the rundown about everything.

But she didn't have her boss-friend to tell her every little detail about everything ever, or her partner-friend to scout the entire area in a manner of minutes.

She just had herself and a stomach full of squirrel on an island full of strangers. And a quite possibly psychotic "headmistress".]

She must be. Because this sounds like the biggest waste of time and resources. Unless we really are nothing more than playthings in a big fucking sandbox.

[fluffydeathdealer]

You know what they say. When you give an idiot unlimited power over other people, you've only yourself to blame for them doing stupid shit like making the building disappear for a week.

[Thinking about it, they probably didn't say that at all, but they should. It was a valuable thing to learn. Don't put idiots in positions of power. Whoever was behind the headmistress was an idiot themselves, to be sure.]

Oh- and I wouldn't advise trying to fly or swim out, either.

[fauxface]

[A barely audible sigh.] I hear that.

About the unlimited power, not the 'making the building disappear thing'.

[Her eyes dart to the floor for a brief second. She can't help but think that it would really suck if the building vanished while she was standing on top of it.]

Not that I could manage those two things even if I wanted, but thanks for the warning. [She pulls a hand from her pocket to scratch her head, forgetting that said hand is now covered in dried animal blood.] So we're just left to our own devices? This is kind of anti-climactic.

[fluffydeathdealer]

If you're really bothered by it being so simple, I'm sure it can be made more of a chore. You've only to ask her!

[Leaning against the wall, he chuckles slightly, shoulders shaking.]

But that's essentially it. People are plucked out of their own time and places and dropped here with no explanation, no goal, nothing.

[fauxface]

Uhhhhhh I think I'll pass on that. I could use a little more "simple", quite frankly.

[She looks down at her hand for a moment, seriously resisting the urge to lick the blood off. Absentmindedly she licks her lips, deciding not to give into her monstrous nature.]

So...[Eyes slowly trailing back up.] You seem to know what the hell you're talking about. Where can I get some food that isn't alive?

[Maybe if she ate good old fashioned human food she could calm her urges long enough to figure things out. Whatever those things may be.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh... the squirrel not to your taste?

[She's asked the right question, at least. Food is one of the few vices he tends to leave to his host, but that doesn't mean he doesn't keep track of the food supplies. They're valid places to trap people, after all.]

There's four sources you could try. If you don't care about taste or health, you can go to the cafeteria. It's pre-cooked... albeit badly. You just have to go to the south of the building for that. It's labelled.

Also on the south, there's a lounge which has vending machines, if you don't care what crap you're putting in your body but don't want to deal with that bitch who runs the cafeteria.

Alternatively, there's supplies for cooking in the home economics room, in the western wing... and finally, the dormitories tend to come with food already stuffed into the refrigerator. Food restocks periodically, so don't worry too much about running out. Unless you're eating for an army, you're not going to run short!

[fauxface]

[She becomes intensely annoyed at the squirrel comment, but more at herself than anything. The annoyance, however, is quickly smothered as he goes on to list all the places she could get food from.

While her face doesn't change much, her eyes grow wider as he goes on. Eventually her brows are raised high and she's sporting a comically surprised look. "Surprised", but the more observant could probably see the glimmer of excitement in her eyes.

No goals, no responsibility, and more food than she's ever had in her entire life. The most basic of needs could be met in this place and there wasn't much to stop her, so it would seem.

That was going to be a problem.

She hadn't realized her chest was heaving.]

Okay. I think that's all I need to know. [Priorities.] Just one more question.

Where are you from?

[She very much doubted he was from home. Even if he looked the part. Didn't hurt to ask. She found herself curious anyway.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He does notice that excitement, and it surprises him. But it really shouldn't, on reflection. To go after something like a squirrel is either a test of reflexes, or a desperate need. And she doesn't look the most well-kept person either.]

...me? [Oh right. He hadn't even introduced himself, had he? Heh...] I'm from Japan. Domino City, to be precise. It's one of those humans only places you mentioned.

[fauxface]

All the way in Japan? [She has no idea what it's like way over there. She always assumed it was the same all over.

But what he says about this Domino City kind of seals the fact that they're not from the same place. Man, inter-dimensional shit is something she hoped she'd never have to deal with.]

A city full of only humans? Now I know you're not bullshitting about the "different time and places" thing.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Most cities are humans-only where I come from. Magic's pretty dead back there. It was sealed away three thousand years ago.

[He admits that with ease, not caring if that raises more questions. Inter-dimensional shit is something the girl will have to get used to.]

[fauxface]

Sealed away? [More questions, indeed. It's obvious by her tone that hearing that fact was quite shocking.] How'd that happen?

[fluffydeathdealer]

The details are kind of fuzzy, but from what I read on the tablet at Kul Elna...

Three thousand years ago, the young Pharaoh of Egypt sacrificed his life and the life of his loyal priests in a ritual to sever the connection to the source of magic within our world. Without that, nothing from the other world could cross over, and almost all magic in the world was used up within a few years. There's artifacts that still contain some, of course, but there's nothing else magical left in the world.

[fauxface]

[Her face remains passive as she listens.]

So, where you're from there aren't hoards of demons and awful abominations roaming the land. Just...humans. Living pretty basic, normal lives?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh... That's pretty much it! Humans doing human things, living peaceful, boring, human lives. Many people will go their entire lives without encountering anything resembling danger.