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[Action; 1767 Beaver Street]

[Emperor moves where he is hovering not far above the floor. He is sleeping, but wakes up with a jerk. He doesn't know by what. He knows that it wasn't by any of the Code:Numbers though. Not by any Code:anything!

Looking around, he doesn't recognise his surroundings. Wait. That was weird. He couldn't notice Rei nearby. And since Rei had his arm, that was weird. He should always feel that bond with his host, shouldn't he?

He notices that he's hovering in the air, and tried to put his feet on the floor. It turns out impossible, though. Why can't he put his feet down? That's just ridiculus. He tries to see what was wrong with his feet for them not to be there, and sees... nothing. What?! There's got to be a mirror somewhere, right?

He finds one in the bathroom, and isn't at all happy with what he sees. Why is he back to being a fireball?!]

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[You know, it actually takes Dist a little while to notice there's a sudden ball of fire floating around his house. When they do manage to cross paths, he just stares for a moment, then approaches, wary but curious.]

...This better not be one of Mayfield's tricks.

[He's muttering, not expecting to be understood.]

[Emperor stares. Then sends him a nasty glare.] I am definitely not some stupid trick. Are you the one who turned me back to this?

[HEY it can talk! Dist's eyebrows raise and he moves back a couple steps.]

I most certainly am not. I only live here, and I suppose now you do, too.

[Emperor floats up to Dist's face, glaring some more.]

What do you mean live?! I do not live in a place like this!

[If anything, he lived in Rei's arm. Since the Shibuya mansion was destroyed by Eden.]

[ooc: just fyi, since Emperor doesn't have any powers, he will only be able to burn you if you come in direct contact with him. He won't be able to spew flames at you from any direction of his 'body' right now.]

[Dist actually smiles a little. Someone who isn't a drone! Who apparently lives in his house! Oh, it's almost wonderful.]

Calm down. It sounds strange, but we've all been kidnapped, and it is not my fault. You've been assigned this house by our kidnappers.

Then what happened to my host?! I can't feel him at all! I'm not supposed to be alive without him!

[Still sort of blaming Dist for this, but he's starting to believe that maybe it isn't really his fault. Maybe.]

Whatever rules applied on your world, they don't apply here. How you manage to exist in your present form I have no idea, but I'm surprised you don't have a human body instead.

How's that possible? [Glares some more because the mighty Emperor is mightily confused.] I don't know that! I managed to regain a human form a while ago, so this doesn't make sense!

Regain?

[Yeah, Dist is willing to break his childish "no one gets my help!!!" rule when it comes to new housemates. Still, a glaring fireball does cause him to lean back just a little.]

If it's something you earned rather than something you are, its been taken. All of your things have been taken. You'll get them back, piece by piece, and I assume your body will be one of the things they return. I don't know how Mayfield works; I've spent almost two years trying to figure it out. You're lucky you landed in my house, in fact.

I lost my real form ages ago. Don't remember how. I'd managed to get back enough power to go from this to a better form, and now I'm back in this again! How did they even kidnap me from inside Rei's, my, arm?!

[Okay, wait, what did he just say? He has to simply stare for a fem moments, and then...]

Two fucking years?!

Two years, yes. If you're lucky, you'll be turned into a drone before then. Being awake in this place is hellish.

What's a drone? [Frowning fireball.] What's so horrible with this place? Besides being away from where you come from. Can't you just go back or something?

[Dist doesn't quite snort, but he comes close.]

You think I'd still be here if that were the case? There are a lot of us here, and we've all been trying to escape. No one's figured it out yet.

[Empreror takes the sort-of-snort as an insult. He's fuming, but when he would normally had been spitting fire all around right about now, nothing happens.]

Are you mocking me?

[Nevermind that that wasn't what Dist had been talking about. Emperor has too short of a fuse.]

I don't know, what if I am? I've answered these questions hundreds of times before; maybe I just find them silly at this point.

[Yeah, it's hard for Dist to stay on track when he's been "challenged."]

I don't care if you've answered them a million times. The only one that matters is me.

[And maybe Rei and Rui. But definitely not this guy.]

And what makes you so special, spark?

[Sp- Spark?! The nerve on this man!]

I am the mighty Code:Emperor, one of the founders of Eden! You better remember that, insolent brat!

[Dist waves a hand rather blithely, shrugging.]

Never heard of you.

Of course you haven't. How could we let a mere human outsider in on Eden.

[But with Heike having gone and let minister Fujiwara take control while he himself was sleeping, it wasn't really as much of a secret as it was back then.]

Well, it must be terribly uncomfortable for you to realize that none of that matters here, spark. You're a prisoner just like the rest of us.

And as for brat, you've been placed in one of the children's spaces here. Don't get too cocky.

(ooc: But the drone-kids are probably still sleeping, so Dist wouldn't have noticed that they're still there, I guess?)

I will not accept being held as some sort of prisoner.

I am not a child. I'm way over a hundred years, there is no reason to call me that.

You're certainly acting like one. And you don't have to accept it, but it's nonetheless true. I suppose you think it'll be you who comes up with the grand scheme for solving Mayfield's mystery, right?

In what way am I acting like a child? [Seriously. He did not act like a child, in any way possible.]

Who needs plans when you can just fight'em head on? So? Who do I need to burn?

You're just whining so much.

[Eventually Emperor will realize what a massively hypocritical statement this is.]

Head-on? We've tried that. Good luck with the Mayor or any of the Smiths, though; it would be interesting to see what a brainless sentient fireball is like.

I am not</i, you fool. You-- I will burn you until there is not even any ashes left after you!

You're welcome to try! It wouldn't do anything, though. I've died... eight times? I may have lost count. Maybe I'll pour water over you?

Edited Date: 2011-11-09 10:28 pm (UTC)

Believe me, I will!

And don't you dare.

Oh? So it would work?

I doubt it.

[Seriously, he didn't know. He'd been stepped on as a fireball, but no one had ever poured water on him. But he doubted it would. His blue flame was something that could burn anything, and could not been put out (unless by a Rare Kind and they were few and far between). But who knew about this crazy place.]

Then why object so fiercely? Surely you're not afraid of an experiment?

You'd better not make living here any more tedious than it already is.

Edited Date: 2011-11-09 10:43 pm (UTC)

I will not be part of someone's 'experiment'!

I already told you. The only one that matters is me. I don't care what anyone else thinks.

...You'll change your mind.

[Yeah, that echo is a little bit too close to home. Which statement is he responding to? It's hard to tell, but his arrogance ratchets back a few notches.]

Calm down. What else do you want to know?

No. I will not.

[He isn't known for changing his mind. Well, of course, he did change his mind about Rui, but she was special.]

Who are you?

That's what I thought too.

My name is Dist.

You have a weird name.

[As if he has any right to say that.]

You're not Japanese.

[Does Dist actually have patience? We're about to find out.]

...No, I'm not. And I don't care what you think of my name.

Heh. Doesn't make it any less weird.

[Answer: no, no he does not.]

Shut up! It's not weird. And you wondered why I called you a child?

Hell yeah! I don't get why you'd call me that! How old are you, anyway? Maybe you're the child here!

Hardly! You're the one being a little brat when I was just trying to help!

Help? I don't see your blabbering actually helping anyone get out of here, bratling.

[Since Dist doesn't give his age, Emperor's just gonna asume that Dist is way younger than he is.]

You'll regret that when you try everything we all have already and fail, spark!

[Well, technically, it's pretty true. Dist isn't going to admit it.]

What have you actually tried to do, child? Can't have been much if you just fail all the time.

[Dist is bristling. It's making his collar rustle like an irritated bird.]

This is a reality that they can modify, whenever they want. Try to walk out of town, you loop back to the other side. Flying out is the same. Go on the highway? Get mauled by bears. Spy? They know you're there, and you get gassed. Outright attack? You don't leave a mark. Act out too much and they drone you. What plan do you have that doesn't fit any of those categories?!

I don't care about any plans! If nothing else works, I'll burn the entire place down! And who'd be scared of mere bears?

You won't be able to burn it down! And you can't kill the bears!

[The bears are way scarier in person. Really.]

Sure I will! And why the hell wouldn't I be able to kill the bears? I can just make them burn until there's nothing left!

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