vatheon | Kidnapped!

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Kidnapped!

Who: Sera and Ghirahim
Where: Starting at the plaza, moving afterwards.
When: Sometime during the day.
Style: whatever you want
Status: closed (for now?)

[Sera's made a lot of friends, and in befriending these people she's been exposed to a wide variety of clothing styles. Being young in mind, she finds dressing up to be a game more than just a necessity to keep warm and decent.

Normally she goes with a normal selection of clothing; a t-shirt and shorts, her Embryon uniform...something simple. But today she's horribly mismatched. It doesn't bug her at the moment though; she told Serph and the others she was going to get some of those delicious doughnuts the bakery sold. She intended to be home later in the afternoon.]

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*And it's passing a fabric and sewing shop that a strangely dressed, tall, gray-skinned demon steps out and catches sight of her. Ghirahim stops and stares at the girl a moment, the bedraggled look to her, the cut of her dark hair.

Perfect.

He reaches out and grasps the girl by the hand, the bag of supplies tucked securely under his other arm.*

Perfect...perfect! Come with me. It's important! I need someone to wear it.

[Sera startles, trying to pull her hand away from the strange man. Too many bad memories from the Junkyard fuel this reaction.]

L-Let go!

[Why can't people ask questions first?!]

No, no... I can't do that. You're the only one I can use, and besides...you need something new.

*he starts leading the way back to his apartment, pulling the girl along with him.*

It's blue, you see. Darker than your eyes, but that will only bring them out more. There will be diamonds like on mine, but you're female, yes? There should be something more... I'll think of something. It shouldn't take too long...

[She's the only one he can use? Is this more Junkyard-related stuff? He does look like one of those humanoid demons...one's she's never seen before, but similar.

She struggles the whole way, but the demon is much too strong.

So she starts calling out.]

Serph! Gale! Cielo! Argilla! Heat!

*when she starts yelling he turns around, setting his finger lightly on her lips.*

Shh.

*and it's back to pulling her into the apartment building and up the stairs to his room, moving her inside first and frantically pulling out fabric, scissors, thread, and pins from the bag. It's a wonder he remembers to lock the door behind him.*

[If only she had the nerve to try and snap at that finger. But she doesn't. Once she's locked in the room, she rushes to the door and twists the knob. There's no way to open it without the key.

What does he plan to do with her?]

What do you want with me?

Stand still. *he shakes out the blue fabric and starts wrapping it around her, seeing how the color looks before pulling it away again. He folds it in half and starts attacking it with a pair of scissors, surprisingly very accurate despite his excitement. After a while he takes off his white gloves and throws them onto the bed so he can touch the fabric properly.*

It's going to be perfect. You'll see.

*he's. Cutting out what looks like the main body of a dress?*

[Sera manages to calm herself. Things are starting to make a little sense, though she's never experienced this sort of thing before. Is he making clothes?]

Um...

*he sure does work fast. It's an almost mechanical precision. He doesn't look up as he stitches.* You can sit for now. This is just the outside. You'll need an underskirt. But this will take a while. It needs ribbons. Lace. That sort of thing.

[At the mention of ribbons and lace, her face noticeably brightens.]

You're making a dress?

*Ghirahim does look up at that, a grin on his face. Those are some...nice fangs...*

Yes! Exactly! I knew someone who wore a dress a bit like this once. She's... *he trails off. For a second.* She's not important! What's important is that I've found something to do, and you're going to help me. It'll help you too.

*he points at Sera's mismatched clothes.* Someone with such interesting coloring as you shouldn't be wearing such an appalling outfit.

[An appalling outfit? She looks down at her ensemble. She looks like a seven year-old dressed her, but hey...she's seven. Cut her some slack.]

Are you stuck that way?

Stuck? Why would I be stuck? *he actually looks happy as he picks up speed, even more excited.* I have something to do! Of course I'm not stuck! *he laughs to himself, and starts humming a little tune as he works.*

Stuck in your demon form?

[She still watches him work. He's so happy. She's never seen a demon so calm and collected before.]

No, no. I'm not stuck like this. I just prefer it. *he's too excited and giddy to even question how she knows that this isn't his true form.*

Someone of my station must look presentable, after all.

*he continues making the dress, adding ribbons and lace while still talking to people on the SFC and overall in an unusually good mood. After measuring Sera for the petticoat and underskirt he starts to work on that.*

Not long now...Almost done.

[Though Sera's been having fun as a dress model, she does miss her comrades. She told them she would be returning soon, and she's been here for hours.

She looks out the window, wondering if they're out looking for her.]

*and then the dress he's labored on for hours is finished, and he helps Sera get the thing on. She really doesn't have the proper shoes for it, but there's nothing to be done about that.*

There, it's finished. *he chuckles as he turns Sera around to get a good look at his work from all angles.* I do hope you enjoy it.

[Sera looks at herself in the mirror and gasps. She looks just like a princess. Twirling around, she feels the need to give Ghirahim a big hug.]

It's beautiful! I love it.

*.......what.

...........

.......

..............

what.

Ghirahim stands frozen with this tiny human girl hugged onto his waist, staring at her in surprise.

...what is this. What is she doing to his head?*

[When Sera lets go, she notices Ghirahim looks frozen in confusion. Did she do something wrong?]

...Are you okay?

[She checks the front of the dress. It still looks okay!]

...........

N-never do that again.

*He does not like being confused, or feeling fuzzy. Stop that.*

I-I'm sorry!

[She didn't know how else to thank him, really! Now things feel a little awkward again...]

*Ghirahim doesn't reply. He still seems confused, and...well, mostly just confused. It dredges up memories that he doesn't want to remember. Instead he just sits on the floor to rest.*

You have a home to return to, I imagine?

( 'sera is missing' wasn't exactly what heat wanted to hear today. he didn't even stick around for more details or to discuss with the others what was going on -- he had no time for that. he needed to find her and he was going to do it now.

he was stomping through the plaza with a sour look about him, which grew into more of a scowl with each face he glanced over that wasn't sera. where the hell was she?! and who was stupid enough to take her from them!?

one of this lips upturned as he released a sort-of-snarl, his grenade launcher gripped tightly in his hands. he wasn't going to play this game of cat and mouse for very long... ) I'll find her if I have to rip all these buildings apart! ( he announced loudly, no concern for anyone around that cast him worried glances... )

[In hindsight, "Sera is missing" was probably not the best thing to say. No sooner than the words were spoken, Heat was just gone. Out going this way and that. Cielo chased after him. He too, wanted to find Sera, but he also wanted to keep Heat from going on a rampage.

Why does the job of keeping Heat's Sera-related anger in check fall on him these days?

Cielo looked upward, considering getting onto the rooftops for a better view when, by chance, he spotted Sera in a window. It was definitely her - he could recognize her anywhere.]

Hey, I see her! Up there!

[He helpfully points her out.]

( heat-tending wasn't exactly a sought-after job, sorry about that cielo.
with his tunnel-vision in full effect, heat hadn't even been that aware that the scout had followed -- not until he spoke up at least... ) Where?! Where is she?

( the redhead's attention immediately whirled around in the direction that the other had indicated. in the distance he could just make out sera's face... )

Sera! ( he growled -- ) I'll get you out of there! ( yea, there was no warning for what was coming next... cielo, your only indication that you should get out of the way is the few seconds heat is taking here to raise the grenade launcher up to the proper firing height to blast that wall away... the only thing keeping him from sera! expect a blast in three, two... )

[Oh no. Oh no no no no. We cannot have grenade launching. Heat, do you ever think? Everything about shooting a grenade at the side of the building is a terrible idea. He has to put a stop to it right now.]

She's right there, Bro! If you shoot, she might get caught by the blast.

[And that would be embarrassing, to say the least!]

Look, how about we use a less explosive way to get in, ja?

[Like...the door! We could compromise and you could rip the door off its hinges if you want!]

( logic from cielo wasn't something he necessairily wanted -- or needed right now. but serph's words came back to him for some reason as well... this wasn't the junkyard...

and while he didn't particularly care what similarities this place shared with their previous home... he did pause, his annoyance shining through -- ) And how do you propose we do that?! ( he shot an arm outwards, his cloak whipping backwards in the process. because doors are so over-ridden, sheesh...

but as he took a quick scan over the area, not particularly waiting for a response -- his eyes finally landed on the door ) Hmph. The door's right there. Why didn't you mention that in the first place?! ( so -- he'll just stomp over in that direction now, thanks... )

[Because...oh, never mind. Prolonging this would only lead to more suffering. Cielo gets ahead of Heat and opens the door first, then zips up the stairs to the correct floor. Once Heat catches up, he points to one door in the hallway of many.]

She's in that one.

[He's certain he has the right one. After all, he's the scout. It's his job to be able to locate places and people and relay that information to the rest of the Tribe. Plus he does not want Heat busting into the wrong apartment and scaring the living daylights out of innocent people.]

( heat is right on cielo's heels up the stairs -- but as soon as his comrade pauses, he takes that as his cue to step forward. 'busting in' is certainly an accurate description of what's about to happen mind you -- as he lifts up a foot and shoves it forward full force into the centre of the object that was currently keeping him from sera...

door, we hardly knew ye.

the second the hinges give way, heat is already ontop of the fallen door, baring his very-human like teeth, his voice a loud yell -- ) Sera!!

*Rather than show any immediate surprise at the intrusion, Ghirahim looks up from where he's sitting, glaring at the man. Like the gray one... He can sense the demon in him. But at least the gray one knew how to be quiet.*

Did anyone teach you how to properly use a door? Your manners are appalling.

[And Cielo looks in.]

Ja, sorry, he's always like this.

[Wait...kidnapping, right. Cielo looks from Heat to Ghirahim to Sera and back to Ghirahim. What is going on here?]

Sera, what happened?

[Because if this is a hostage situation, it's a really weird one.]

[Sera is at first startled by her friends' arrival. You would be too if all of a sudden a door got ripped out of its frame. She runs up to the two of them...and hugs Cielo. ~~Best not to get near Heat when he's mad.~~]

Cielo! I'm so sorry I didn't come home right away.

( heat tossed a bit of a gruff look his comrade's way -- what the hell was he apologizing for? this guy... or whatever it was was the one who took sera in the first place! he opened his mouth to say something -- but as sera came over to wrap her arms around cielo... his expression turned morose as he looked down, and away from them. how come... he was never the one that got to be hugged...

as though he suddenly remembered their purpose in this place, heat snapped his attention back to ghirahim and pointed at him -- ) I don't give a damn about manners! Taking Sera from us was your first -- and last mistake! ( this is right about the time he raises his arm, revealing his atma tattoo -- ) And I'll make you regret it!

"Will you now."

Ghirahim stood, drawing himself to his full, over-six-feet height. And glowered at the intruder coldly. "Is that really any way of thanking me for going through all this trouble to make your friend something so lovely to wear?"

[Suddenly, Sera! Cielo hugs her back and gives her a grin.]

As long as you're alright, ja? But you really scared us.

[And he ruffles her hair for good measure. But back to business. Er...Sera, maybe you want to get behind him. Things look like they're getting pretty...Heated. ~~I'm not sorry.~~

This, Ghirahim, is a disapproving finger being waggled in your direction. Pah, you may be over six feet tall and Cielo may be ridiculously short, but you don't scare him!]

Maybe if you let us know what you were doing this wouldn't have happened!

[Because of you, Sera didn't come home on time and everyone got worried and Heat stormed off and he had to chase after him and now he's trying to keep damage to a minimum!

You have made Cielo's day very difficult, Ghirahim! He almost wants to fight you himself just for that.]

[Sera lets go, standing beside Ghirahim in an attempt to calm things. She still believes it was just a misunderstanding. I mean, how can this guy be evil? He made her a dress!]

I was worried at first, but then I realized he didn't mean any harm.

[She giggles nervously.]

He just wanted to make me something prettier to wear.

[She thinks.]

( heat stopped -- his attention back on sera, following ghirahim's words. with all the excitement -- read: busting down doors in desperation -- it was as though he was just now really looking her over.

a strange sensation starting burning in his cheeks -- this once different from the usual anger he could identify. it made his throat tighten in a way he wasn't accustomed to. and while this time he actually would have been proud of cielo's follow up commentary -- he couldn't help but focus only on sera )

You... He... I mean your... This guy -- made that for you?

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