A Rude Welcome

[topagae]

Topagae smiled, obviously relieved.

"And here I was worried I stole a cookbook or something. I'll tidy up. Get some sleep."

Topagae snatched the tome and wagged his finger in a Grandmotherly fashion.

"You need to sleep young lady, and we'll deal with this in the morning."

[Yumei]

Aeirn shrugged and smirked at Topagae's remark and decided to see if he really could tidy it up. It was really quite a big mess on the floor. Aeirn yawned and rubbed his eyes. He really did need to sleep. And thus, he did. He said a simple "Good night." to Topagae and went off to his room to sleep. Today was a good day, a very good day it was.

[topagae]

Topagae decided it was best to wander on home, Aiern was tidying up and Marisa would probably turn him into a toad if he did anything more stupid today.

So, Topagae gathered up his satchel, and wiped the soot into the fireplace before quietly departing to his home.

He waved to the crazy cat demons, he didn't need them to distract Laharl after all, thankfully he didn't show his face. Not that Topagae could've beaten him, but the cat demons would allow Topagae to run away.

Topagae was REALLY good at running away. Today was a good day, Topagae mused as he walked past two drunken, unmoving demons, as he entered the musty bar he called home.

He had certainly missed the smell, if that was too be believed, there certainly is no place like home.

Amazingly, nobody had even TRIED breaking into his room, Topagae noticed the unbroken traps and seals on his room, and so he turned on his lamps as he entered his small room and saw a very tidy room.

Which was strange because his room was usually a mess, except for the equipment locker, but as soon as he had started to freak out, he saw an envelope on his desk, that smelled like.. Well, angels.

He knew his friend had send a messenger, and gods help him, every angelic being had some pent up urge to clean.

He tucked the envelope into a drawer and got ready for bed, he was too tired to deal with the prose his friend probably spent hours slaving over, and decided to give it the full attention it deserved.

In the morning.

[Yumei]

Aeirn slept like a log the night before and woke up early, to his dismay, the mess had been left alone. He shrugged and somehow knew he wasn't going to arrange it, it was too difficult and tedious to do that. Aeirn fixed the fallen papers quickly and did do them in order. Marisa then got out of her room after sleeping for what she felt like was an eternity. She noticed Aeirn patting the papers. "What'd you do?" she asked. Aeirn explained the situation, to which Marisa giggled. "Well, that's typical. What do we do now?" she asked.

Aeirn had no idea. Well, he was thinking!

[topagae]

Topagae awoke, after staring at his ceiling he realized he needed to actually brush his teeth and get up.

Everything hurt. Even places he didn't even knew he had. That's what you get for running around like a demon when you know you're just a dang human.

It didn't matter. Topagae unstoppered some tonics and drank them all with a plugged nose.

He always did hate the taste of medicine.

Curiosity struck Topagae at that moment, the haze of sleep was lifting and he realized he never found out what he needed to do with Aiern today. He'd ordered him asleep, because they both really needed it.

"Hollow point. Lead, silver, blessed, garlic.

Full Metal Jacket. Lead, silver, blessed, garlic, wolfsbane(Werewolves hides always did need that extra kick only a FMJ could provide.)

Flash rounds, tracer rounds, AP rounds, magic rounds.(Topagae wasn't completely sure what the magic rounds did, he'd never tried them yet. Too expensive too test)

Grenades, flashbangs, stickybombs, lockpicks, napalm, plastique explosive, and about 400 poisons. (Some lethal, some paralyzing, some sleep inducing, and some he doesn't feel like talking about.)"


Like a mantra Topagae sorted his things into his interdimensional pockets, pouches, and mini bandoleer.

"Man, I'm going light today... Oh well, I don't feel like keeping track of all the other crap..."

And with that, the 'Lightly armed' scout went off to Aeirn and Marisa's home.

[Yumei]

Aeirn stood adamant at the outside of his residence. In the caverns, light had not entered its ghastly-looking, decrepit interiors. Within, Aeirn stood, contemplating his origins, wondering what his next course of action should be.

[topagae]

Topagae laid in bed, controlling remote drones to be setup with cameras in various places of the Netherworld.

He never really did trust demons as any kind of source of information, machines don't lie to you, or try to disembowel you when they don't feel like paying.

His mind was heavy on what was next, he almost killed himself helping Aiern's friend, he wondered what he needed to do to find himself now.

[Yumei]

Aeirn was outside the Cave of Ordeals with Marisa standing next to him. Aeirn looked up at the sky, and it was becoming brighter. The dawn had passed by rather quickly, and it was now nearing morning. Aeirn was still stuck, at a massive crossroads in his decision for the next checkpoint in his path to regaining his lost memories...

[topagae]

Topagae silently watched his friend.

It was a turning point for him. Would he care? Does his past really matter? Will it make him not the person he is now?

Topagae didn't know. He really hoped Aiern did.

[Yumei]

Aeirn thought to himself as he continued looking up to the sky, thinking only one word in his head. Apeyron. A place that lurked within the underground catacombs of this very surface. It was not known by anyone, not even Marisa and himself knew what this Apeyron was. It was a place he had read about in that thick tome that dripped with information that just allowed questions to flow out mindlessly. Within the midst of his thinking, Aeirn looked down at the ground. There just might be a way to get to this "Apeyron." I will find out and get to the bottom of this! Aeirn smiled, just having found a direction in his once eventless life.