Red Really is a Great Colour [Open, Alex]

Tue Feb 26, 2019 9:37 pm

The North God

"And you're sure about this? Like, he's still here? It's been a steamy minute for you after all."

Micaiah's feet scaled the final steps of the stairway to an old buddhist temple. Her eyes were focused on the temple itself, but behind her was one of the most incredible scenes on Earth, something that wouldn't be outshined by just anything of the other realms. For this reason, Maujuda's attention was separate, instead focused on the low hanging clouds whisking over the pillared mountains, and their green and beige tops peaking out in majesty. For the previous Demon King, this was a magnificent sight. It enraptured his attention such that he offered the girl no response.

"Great talk, you're a really good listener Maujuda--I don't know if anyone's ever told you that."

Without any answer, Micaiah kept moving forward and into the temple. Her thighs were sore and tender from the unending climb; a bit shaky at the knees, but nothing a bit of elbo--knee grease and grit couldn't fix. What really helped to distract her from the pains was the flurry of imagination in the teen's mind. Maujuda said there used to be a demon who lived in the Tianzi Mountains of Earth's China. A bit of a wise man--er, wise guy was his specific terminology--there was a lot of things he knew and enjoyed talking about. Basically, Maujuda thought it was someone Micaiah might be interested in, and that if he was still there, maybe a couple millennia or more later, she should seek him out. Thus, in the girl's mind, a lot of wonder as to who this demon could be ran rampant.

Did they look demonic? If they lived in human societies then maybe not. Or maybe they just used a shifter appearance? How aloof and unconventional were they? Did it show in their appearance? Were they a wise man, or a wise guy? Better yet, did they really have anything interesting to talk about?

Micaiah's steps, maybe more accurately described as struggling drags across the floor, reverberated off the ceiling of the temple, very clearly announcing herself. Her motion forward came to a halt once a man was in her view, and in her eyes she was convinced. There's no way, absolutely no way, a dude that looks like that, in a place like this, isn't the ancient demon dude. Cool. I'm glad he's actually here.

Mon Mar 04, 2019 11:33 pm

Alex

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China was alright. Alex didn't really have much of an opinion on it beyond that, he'd come to decide. The food was pretty okay sometimes, but that seemed to be totally random based on like, the fucking time of day. Sometimes it was the tits, sometimes it just blew total dick. The people were weird as shit though, that was a really big turnoff for him. Seemed like the government was a little too popular for his liking. Those Coconutshirt guys or whatever they were called were pretty overbearing in his opinion, so that was a big strike against this place.

But the views? Well, they were pretty good if you knew where to look. Alex, of course, had not known where to look, but he'd figured he'd find it eventually. Turned out he was right on the money as usual. Couple days of getting lost in the mountains, and eventually he'd found himself smack dab in the middle of some old-ass temple above the clouds. Pretty cool place, really, and it was scenic as all hell up there, so obviously his only option was to just start camping out there for a few days. He had plenty of supplies and shit, so he'd be fine.

He was a little confused, though, that he seemed to have a visitor, considering this place was beyond out of the way. But whatever, nothing wrong with a guest now and again. But man, Alex felt like he was just talking to everyone and their moms these days. He was pretty sure he hadn't really been doing a whole lot of talking the past couple years or so, but all of a sudden, here he was always just having chats. Super weird.

“Yo, what up. Welcome to my place, want a drink or something?”

Tue Mar 05, 2019 8:58 am

The North God

"Yo, what up. Welcome to my place, want a drink or something?”

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm starving--thanks, dude; I think my stomach is digesting itself."

It wasn't until the wise demon mentioned it, but one long, continuous hike up to the peak of the mountain in one go was hellishly taxing not only on her calves and thighs, but her thirst. Her voice was a soft and tired, a bit low for a fifteen year old, and a little rough from how parched her throat was. At the demon's offer, she reached out to grab some food and water. Of course, given the difference of cultural tastes between China, the Vicara Plane, and Solomon Islands, there was no way the girl could trust the local foods procured to have a suitable taste. It was only when she started eating the man's food that she realised she already had supplies of her own stashed away in the Akshaya Patra.

"Oh, how rude of me. Here, I got some stuff too if you want to try it out--maybe it'll remind you of home."

Micaiah was still under the impression that this was the demon Maujuda told her about, and assuming the demon probably hadn't had food from the home realm in a good while, she thought it might be a nice nostalgic visit--though, to be fair, this food was also commonly available in Shadow Fall territories on Earth, like the UK and US. The girl took the gourd from her hip and opened the top, a stream of light coming forth and forming into a card. Once the card was in her hand it dispersed once more into light, the particles eventually coming to form the silhouette of a massive and wide greatsword, on top of it some sashimi-sliced traditional monster meat from the Vicara Plane. A few other things came out of the gourd, some bottles of various spices Micaiah obtained throughout her travels included.

The girl sat down with her legs crossed and her greatsword atop her lap, the meat still on top. In a few moments she shook a variety of spices atop it, the meat tender and marbled enough to show the weight of the spices. Once seasoned, she put away her spices and lifted her hand and closed her eyes. After a short moment of focus, she struck the flat of the sword with her palm. Immediately, a flow of heat coursed through the sword's blade. Of course it wasn't actually any heat-manipulation based ability, but the technique Micaiah learned from a fire danava's martial art.

"Ah, in case you were wondering, the sword is sterilised so it's fine to use it as a hot plate."

Wed Mar 06, 2019 7:13 pm

Alex

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“Ah sweet, you got food too? Cool beans, it'll be a potluck then.”

Hefting an iron pot over that he'd had above the campfire, Alex removed the lid to reveal...stew. Its contents seemed a mystery, having collapsed into the whole of the meal through hours of simmering, but whatever it was, it definitely smelled like it was probably good eats. The pot itself didn't seem so much made for cooking, and indeed closer inspection would reveal that it had at one point been some sort of brazier made for offerings.

Of course, soup needed a bowl to be eaten out of, and in short order the supposed demon had acquired two exquisitely decorated china bowls from the temple. They were presumably meant to be entirely decorative in nature, but now here they were, holding soup of unknown contents for the sake of a meal between two vagrants. There was some sort of metaphor to be made there, but Alex wasn't one for that sort of shit.

“A hotplate sword, eh? That's cool, I dig that. Useful for more than just beating cheeks, that's how stuff should be. And you got this sort of food? I guess I haven't had any of this in a while.”

Alex, of course, was definitely telling the truth. He hadn't really spent a ton of time in America for a while now. Well, except in Vegas, but that barely counted considering it wasn't SF turf these days. He was mostly just used to eating whatever the local fare was, so it was sort of nice to just have a meal made of whatever they wanted to make.

“So what brings you up here, little lady?”

Sun Dec 15, 2019 2:48 am

The North God

When the demon expressed respect for Micaiah's resourcefulness with how she used her sword, the girl let out a prideful smirk and brushed her hand above her upper lip, as if her nose was growing.

"Heheh, well, use what you can, yanno'? But, don't get me wrong, the sword is definitely best used for beating cheeks."

While the meat simmered, Micaiah gratefully took the offered bowl of mystery soup and partook. She took a moment to look at the craftsmanship of the bowl, but pottery and porcelain admittedly wasn't her preferred artisan interest, so her focused quickly moved on to the actual contents. Micaiah lifted the with one hand and sipped at it--utensils were an unnecessary hassle for her.

The girl lifted her head, spacing out at the ceiling with an inquisitive look on her face--she couldn't quite figure out what she was tasting, but it was much stronger than the fragrance, so it caught her off guard. So much that she only barely caught on to what the demon was last saying to her which her brought her back down to Earth.

"Hey, I'm not that little," a subtle pout formed at the 5'2 girl's lips and brow, "Besides, I'm still growing. I bet, when I get older, I'll be just as tall as you."

In all honesty, she knew that wasn't happening--humans and demons are just fundamentally physiologically different anyways. It wasn't until Micaiah made verbal note of it, however, that she noticed how large the demon was. For a human, surely this was massive, but many demons came in gargantuan sizes, and the girl's time in the demon realm adjusted her to these disparities, so she didn't really think about how big this one was at first.

"Anyways, a friend of mine said I'd find a wise gu--a wise man here, and that it'd be an interesting meeting where I might learn something cool. My friend's pretty trust worthy and cool--so cool, that, and you didn't hear this from me, but he used to be a king--so I just listened, and here I am. So, Mr. Wise Man, do you have anything cool for me?"

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Wed Dec 18, 2019 2:13 am

Alex

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Alex couldn't really help himself from laughing at the girl's claim. He knew it was possible to hit a growth spurt and all, but he also knew there was over a foot between them at present. She didn't exactly look like she still had a foot left in her, but hey, he wasn't gonna burst her bubble. He admired the confidence there.

"I'm sure you'll be even taller, honestly. We're practically eye to eye as it is."

Taking a good long drink of his own stew, Alex pushed the brazier aside casually, the searing heat not actually an issue for him. He listened into his little visitor's words carefully, though at a glance it almost seemed as if he was bored. He wasn't, he was just pretty terrible at expressing interest, especially when it was all a matter of listening.

"Well, dunno how he knew I'd be here, but I guess there's eyes all over the place these days. I like to think I know a whole lot of cool stuff, though uh... Not sure how much of it I know how to teach you."

Running a hand through his hair in thought, the redhead cracked his knuckles idly as he thought about what anyone would actually want to learn from him. Far as he knew, he was just a guy going around and uh...seeing the world. There wasn't much else to it than that.

"Guess it depends on what you're into. I know a few things about cooking on a budget. I probably remember a few lessons about fighting? Uh... I play a mean game of craps if you're the gambling type."

Wed Dec 18, 2019 5:25 am

The North God

The eye-to-eye comment made Micaiah suspicious on whether he believed or not, but she wasn't going to press it. Instead, as if to certify his comment, the girl straightened her back out as much as she could to get as close as possible to genuinely being eye-to-eye. The differences in their torso size had her come up short, but Micaiah was a stubborn gal.

While she was explaining her reason for being here, Micaiah took notice to the demon's more disinterested look, but rather than taking offense to it, she assumed it was a symptom of being ancient. Many of the old farmers and boomer demons she knew were less expressive, their wrinkles and mannerisms even more tired and languid. Surely, for a demon as aged as he was, this was but the norm. At the same time, it cheered Micaiah up some to see him laughing earlier on the topic of her height; again, it seemed like he didn't quite believe her, but the emotions affirmed to her his attention. Hum, hum, this demon was kind of like the cute old grandpa across the road. He lived in a shack by the shore with stilts underneath, raised above sea-level for when the tides reached further in-land than normal.

Micaiah was quick to respond when the demon talked about not having much to teach. "Is this what people mean when they say wisdom is humbling? C'mon, Mr. Wise Man, don't be stingy with your knowledge." Micaiah tried beaming as cute and convincing of a smile she could, but it didn't hide much of her greedy intent.

"Mmm, cooking on a budget seems like a good life skill to learn for survival sake--truly something a wise man would know, hum, hum--but not quite what I was thinking of."

When he mentioned lessons about fighting, Micaiah's eyes lit up.

"Oooh? Oh! What kind of fighting? Is it the grungy brawling type--maybe the an eloquent, combative dance?"

If it wasn't for the mention of fighting, his comment on gambling would've been the one to pique her interest. While Micaiah wasn't familiar with too many forms of gambling on Earth, she was more than comfortably acquainted with Death Rolling in the Demon World.

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Wed Dec 18, 2019 7:16 pm

Alex

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There was roughly nothing surprising to Alex about the fact that this girl wanted to learn about his fighting. It was hard to exactly explain, but there was something about her that just screamed that she'd be interesting in that. Not that he necessarily minded, he found something about that greedy grin of hers pretty endearing. Very honest, he liked that.

"Real grungey. Street fighting stuff, you get me? Dirty tricks, going right for the finish, that stuff. Nothin' elegant here."

The idea of doing anything 'elegant' actually amused Alex no small bit, and he took a long drink from the flask in his jacket pocket before holding it out to Micaiah. She looked a little young to be drinking, but at the same, time, he'd been drinking since he was that age. Not to mention, if she was up here alone she was probably more than mature enough to handle some liquor.

"Gotta let you know though, I'm a pretty bad teacher. So I hope you're good at learning by watching."

Fri Dec 20, 2019 10:50 pm

The North God

The demon's description had Micaiah's eyes alight, and given they were above the clouds, the sun was fully available to shine an actual glint in her eyes widened from excite.

"Finally, someone who gets the finer things in fighting form! Every time I try to learn something about fighting, the other ol' geezers always try to teach me something super formal. They wanna talk about first practicing patience and meditation, or holding a form, or repeating the same strike a megagazillion times--who cares!"

Micaiah's rant gave way to actual smoke coming from her nose--just thinking about her experiences got Micaiah so heated, she used Fire King's Godfist and exhaled the excess energy through her nostrils. So much so that the flask offering was swiftly taken, and the girl chugged a good amount before roughly wiping her mouth by sweeping it with her forearm. When in Demon World, Micaiah first had a bit of trouble with alcohol, but true to her Human Aspect, she was quick to adapt and develop a very strong resistance. That said, surely this alcohol was different, and unbeknownst to the girl, the body can respond differently to unfamiliar spirits. However, that obviously wouldn't be apparent so soon.

When the demon mentioned that she'd have to learn by watching, Micaiah scoffed haughtily while checking the meat on her sword. After a quick inspection, she figured it was cooked sufficiently and started picking a few pieces off before gesturing it to the demon to partake.

"Ho ho ho~, no worries, no worries. I'm not to keen on some things, but I'm confident in kinetic learning."

She may have seemed awfully casual about it, in both demeanor and words, but once her eyes lifted from the meat and back to the demon, he could tell how serious she was. Perhaps not so obvious at first glance, but in her eyes, the depths of her focus and intent were very present.

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Sat Dec 21, 2019 2:39 am

Alex

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"Hey now, don't get too heated so soon, eh? We still got a whole lot of learning to do if you wanna be as wise as me."

Alex more than happily took a good hefty serving of the meat Micaiah had offered, and ate it without anything resembling restraint or manners. Considering the company he was in, it was pretty obvious that it didn't matter. Not that he'd care if it did, he wasn't gonna do anything for anyone.

Down the meat went, down the rest of his stew went, and down a good hardy swig of his flask went. Well, if he was gonna try and do some teaching, might as well make sure he was in the right mindset, ey?

"Alright, alright, I gotcha. Long as you pay some good attention. Looks like you got a good grasp of some heat shit goin' on, too, so that works out. I got me a little bit of that too."

Standing up then, Alex brushed himself off once, cracking his neck and rolling his shoulders before getting into his usual stance. It was very relaxed, his hands in front of him but very ready to move wherever needed. He glanced over at her to make sure was watching, gave her a thumbs up and a bit of a cocky grin, then carefully focused all the heat into his hands. It wasn't much, but it was definitly pretty hot. He rolled it in his hand carefully, getting a good feel for it, then slammed his hand onto the ground. The weight of his fire made an audible clang, but more importantly was when he dug his hand into the earth with all that weight, swinging his hand back up and spraying a real hot, half-molten dust right back up.

"Alright so like... That'll fuck someone's eyes up real good. Or their lungs really. Basically anything."

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