vatheon | Not happy to be here

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Not happy to be here

Who: Morte and anyone ~~unfortunate enough to meet her~~
Where: Plaza
When: Morning
Style: Prose but anything is fine
Status: Totally open

This wasn't the Tower of Earth anymore. Or anywhere Morte had ever been before, actually.

She looked around. No Kyrie or anyone she knew nearby. Well, she would probably find them sooner or later... Better sooner than later though.

But for now, Morte had to focus on finding a way to get out of this strange place. And she needed to find a person responsible for sending her here. Because if that someone thought they could get in Morte's way, when she was going to make one more step towards world's destruction, then they were mistaken. Morte would find them and make them pay.

"Hey, you!" Morte called to the first person she spotted. She didn't look happy and she wasn't even trying to sound polite or patient. "Tell me how to get otta here. Now."

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Nack's patience for other people, their problems in particular, was narrow to not-at-all-extant. When he saw a sopping-wet human in the plaza point at him, and call out in a tone of mixed confusion and outright indignation, he knew right what was coming. And he could only cringe. A guy had things to do.

Fine. Maybe there could be some fun in this. He stopped moving and crossed his arms, "Outta here, huh? Maybe. Who wants to know?"

Morte looked at least a little surprised that this feral (well, he looked like a feral to her) was asking her who she was. She was the infamous Lady Death, the Scarlet Plague. Didn't everyone know this?

Morte walked up and pointed her blade at the other.

"Never heard of me, huh? Well, whatever. I need to know how to get otta here right now."

This place... it was weird, so maybe that's why he didn't know. But that was none of her concern and she wasn't going to waste her time on introductions either.

Whoa, touchy. Nack raised his hands and smirked, "First, you outta put that away before ya hurt somebody. Yeah?"

She was implying that she was some kind of big shot, he thought, and maybe she was awful proud about it. So he was suspecting that she wouldn't take the "news" too well. Not that he cared much either way, but if someone was going to, say, go sword-crazy, he'd like to be somewhere closer to the other end of the city...

She didn't care about that. In fact Morte's patience was at its limits.

She snorted.

"Oh, sure. Except, you're gonna be the one who'll get hurt, feral." she said, looking as if she was ready to attack him any moment now.

He didn't remember suggesting otherwise. Ah well, no need to risk pushing things.

"Suit yourself," he said with a shrug, "Truth is, you can't get out," and then a deeper smirk. "Welcome home."

Maybe it was time to take some steps back.

She really, really didn't like that smirk.

"Can get out? What, is that some kind of joke?"

Oh surely, if there was a way in, then there had to be a way out of, too. And Morte was going to find it even if she had to destroy this city along the way.

"Not on your time, anyway. The place is called 'Vatheon.' It brings you here and it sends you back," He finally lowered his hands, resting them on his belt. "Unless it doesn't."

There were all of the other rules too, but he didn't really care to explain them.

She watched him for a moment. A city that brings you and sends you back? That didn't even make any sense!

"You mean I'm stuck here until this place decides to send me back?"

That was ridiculous. But then again, she didn't know a thing about this... what was it called again? Ah, right. "Vatheon". She was sure she had never heard of it before.

"So? Who's in charge of this place?"

"That's what I said, ain't it?" geez.

Yeah, who indeed. He'd looked into the subject a little when he first showed up, but it was something people were surprisingly tight about. He hadn't heard anything that wasn't speculation. It was weird when you thought about it, so he generally tried not to. "Beats me," he said, "Probably whatever brought ya' here."

"That means what?"

She didn't look patient.

"Listen, I just need to know who or what I need to destroy to get out of here, 'kay? I don't have time to be stuck here!"

She was kind of in a hurry to destroy the world.

"What'd I just say? I don't know who's in charge," or 'what's' as the case could be and probably was. "Nobody does."

Or of they did, they were being awful tight about it...

"Believe me, I'd like to 'take care' of the problem myself."

"Great."

Seriously why did she get here in a time like this?

"So what am I supposed to do now? I can't stay here! I have a whole world to destroy, you know?"

Nack folded his arms and shrugged, "What do I look like, yer guidance councilor?"

This was great. More sociopaths was exactly what this place needed. There were times when the network made sense and the streets almost felt safe at night. Can't have that.

"Oh, right. Why am I even bothering asking you?" she turned away.

"Whatever, I might as well try to destroy whole this place."

That was always some kind of a plan. For Morte anyway.

"Whatever, lady."

She was kind of scary, sure. But she didn't seem like the kind of person who could make good on that kind of threat. Just your garden-variety crazy.

Despite what he might think, Morte was serious when she said that.

She left without a word.

[It was usually this time of the month that new arrivals showed up in the bubble. As such, Rhi'a would often check to see if anyone interesting showed up...]

[...]

[!!!]

[IT'S MORTE!!!]

Morte!

[o hay Morte, have Rhi'a here waving at you and then rushing over.]

It's so good to see you!

_{[Finally a familiar face!]}

Rhi'a? Where's Kyrie? We have to get out of here and go back to the Tower of Earth!

_{[There's no time to waste.]}

[...right, Kyrie. And the rest of their friends. They were still stuck back home.]

Well...he's probably still back at our world. You see, we were brought here to this city by that Coral over there. [Points to said coral]

And supposedly....we can't leave. Time passes differently here, so I've been stuck here for over 9 months.

_{[For a second Morte is not sure if she understands.]}

...Wait. You mean this isn't our world? _{[well, it doesn't look like their world, but...]} And we can't leave?... And you say you've been here for months?

_{[This can't be true. Just... can't.

Someone tell her it's not true!!]}

Yes. Unfortunately Morte, that's exactly what I'm saying.

[She didn't like it either...but well...her reasons for joining you were different, Morte.]

The only way to leave is at random, and that's if we get sent out of her by the will of the coral. It sounds ridiculous, but it's true.

...By that coral, huh?

_{[she looks at it for a moment.]}

Alright then, let's see what'll happen if I destroy it.

[Destroy it?? But doesn't it reflect all attacks back at it-

oh no]

Morte, wait! Don't-

_{[Too late! She's already attacking it!

...But she isn't too successful. All her attacks are reflected!]}

What the-?!

_{[She tries again.]}

What is this thing?!

_{[Look Mort, there are things you can't destroy.]}

The coral here is revered as a god thanks to its power and abilities. Supposedly, one of its powers is that it can't be destroyed.

Why didn't you say so before I attacked this thing?

_{[Like it would stop Morte from attacking it anyway.]}

To be fair, I did try to warn you.

Yeah, okay. But what now? We can't just stay here.

Unfortunately, that's exactly what we have to do.

I've looked for a while, but I could not find an exit. There is an island on the surface, but we are not able to leave it.

This is just great.

_{[she has to do back. she has a world to destroy!]}

[...how does she do comforting.]

This is the reason I didn't want any of you here. Being here was good for me. But you all have things you need to do back home...

_{[just as much as she hates admitting it:]}

Well, there's nothing we can do about that now, is there?

_{[But no, that does not mean she is going to give up on finding the way back.]}

No, I suppose not. I suppose we'll have to bide our time, then.

_{[Morte put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot impatiently.]}

There's no way I'm gonna agree to this! There has to be a way out!

We've all checked Morte. Unless the city wants you to leave, you are stuck here just like myself and the rest of us.

Great.

_{[This is all she has to say for now as she is looking for something to destroy.]}

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Oh Morte, why you such a hassle

that's just how she is xD

she is so crazeh XD

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