[ The Death Of The First Sun ] // Video / Action.

[kinless]

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[ _{There is a man. His eyes are as blue as the cloud-riddled sky struck down by the blazing sun without its shields to protect it and his hair the darkest night, the white streak at the front the piercing moon through the shadows. He was close. Very close. Glaring even into the screen before he begins to shake it viciously with a throaty growl--} ]

Hey! Hey! I know someone's listening! Whoever took my guns is gonna; get so much lead rammed up their ass they'll be permanently squatting! Do you hear me!?

[ <sub>.... Though as charming as his features were, his attitude certainly wasn't. The way he was comically flaring his nostrils and huffing was behavior akin to a childs and he trembled with a sort of uncertain emotion before he forces himself to breathe through his mouth. Calm down, buddy. Its going to be ok.

... Its just the last time he woke up somewhere suddenly he was in his own grave, having to claw his way through wood and dirt just to breathe again. The memories made him want to hurt, not himself, but his mind sprang quickly to the idea of gunning down every last mother fucker who dragged him to this imaginary paradise. Breathe, Jason, breathe. He puts on a sweet, charming smile all of a sudden and curls his fingers against his chin, camera in the other hand.</sub> ]

... Ok, ok. I overreacted. Sorry. Does anyone know where all my weaponry is? Or my house? If you do I'll be more than happy to converse with you. I'm not armed, as you know. I also might be bleeding somewhere SO, if anyone is a medic or some shit... hit me up, ok? I promise, I'm not the sort of guy who's gonna' kiddy-fiddle you while you work.

[ _{A pause before he clicks his fingers,} ]

By the way, I have no idea where I am because I didn't listen to the virtual person so. By the beginning, if that helps. Thanks.

[ _{... Well done. The camera feed flickers as he sighs, sitting down on the ground just outside the area one would arrive in by the magazine stand, just sort of sitting there with his hands in front of him like a lost puppy. You wouldn't think he was a serial murder, vigilante, terrorist and crime lord just by looking at him, not that you would be looking solely at his appearance... when in his side a deep red mark was growing wider and wider. Assistance... would be fabulous!} ]

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[ _{.... There's a large man on the floor with a worrying red stain that seemed to be extending to the floor below him. He looked calm enough, but the fact he was a man just sitting there calmly as a wound was spurting was sort of worrying. Magic and the universe... worked differently on his body than it would anyone else; there was an energy tied to him physically that made situations like this sort of weird. His first guess was that people probably came to this 'paradise' in a dream-like state of lovely-ness. Of course, not him.} ]

Aw, fuck. [ _{His hand is pressed lightly against his side with a wince... he isn't talking to anyone when he begins to speak next.} ] Had to be at the worst time. Other worlds and all this mysterious crap. God... I gotta' be dreaming.

[ _{Feel free to approach! Hes harmless. Sorta'.} ]

Comments

[youfool]

[Feisty one, in't he?]

Eh heh I'm sorry to say your possessions will have to be reacquired, Mr...what's your name?

As for where you are, well it's [Insert basically what the intro said, but with longer and more elevated language]

In other words, a strange man in a strange land. I'm Ted, by the way.

[kinless]

Hey... Ted. I'm Todd. Jason Todd.

[ _{... He listens but though he was a genius in many regards he still cocks his head like a fool, regarding the other with his nose crinkled. Being a detective made him a little cautious around super-friendly types.} ]

Well, isn't that a shame. Say, Ted, if I decided to shoot every damn person in this 'strange land', what would happen? I'm just curious, [ _{soft laughter,} ] thats all.

[youfool]

[Oh well if he's just curious]

Hmm. Well I can't say for sure how many persons here are damned; not something one can judge, really. But if instead you just mean 'everyone', then I wager some would die or be seriously injured, and others might deflect the bullets or be otherwise impervious. Though I imagine law enforcement would be on to you after the first dozen or so.

[kinless]

Hmmm. The law doesn't trouble me so much as the fact that I appear to be in some kind of la-la land. When you say 'damned', do you mean those who are guilty? I'm a good guy. I don't kill innocents, if you were curious about that.

[ _{The others curious choice of wording seems to strike an odd chord with him. Though killing anyone was against the law... he liked to think he was a 'special exception' of sorts. Probably wouldn't fly here, though. He didn't have connections here after all.} ]

And whaddya mean, 'impervious'?

[youfool]

Heh, the laws of 'la-la' land are probably as strict as the ones you're familiar with, thankfully. Make no mistake, the fantastic is well and truly about, much to everyone's delight, but civilization's sanity still holds. Well, good you leave the innocent alone! I'd probably leave most of the sinners alone too, as you almost certainly rank among their members.

Part of the fantastic is...well, fantastic invincibility. I shouldn't wonder if you found some incorporeal being or enchanted knight for whom gunfire was only so much fireworks. Still handy tools, of course; I've loved them enough.

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[thruthemagnifyingglass]

[Alice is new to this world and while she isn't expecting anything she stops by the bay at least once a day. It'd been her way here and a part of her hopes that it might be her way back home too. She doesn't want to just begin a life here though she realizes that many have done just that.

When she sees the body lying on the floor she goes running over to it. Her dark brown boots clicking on the cave floor. She pauses at the boys side, her fingers lightly tucking her hair behind her ear as she inspected his side. She isn't the sort of doctor who can help but she can stop the bleeding enough to get him to the hospital.]

What happened?

[Alice is asking to know if there is a bullet or any other piece of metal that might need to be removed.

She pulls off her jacket and attempts to tie it around him to stop him from loosing more blood. It's seasoned leather so it'll most likely do the trick for a short time.]

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[kinless]

[ _{He opens his mouth but shes already working; he just numbly sort of... lets her manhandle him as she wishes, his thin black tank top not offering much in the way of wound-plugging anyhow. Make no mistake though, he's as tense as a horse at a rodeo- muscles bunched and teeth grinding. There was zero trust here. If she hadn't just done it... the situation probably would have been a little more... drastic. Holding his arms up and trying to resist snickering a little (despite the dull aching) he manages to at least get some humor in his voice- better to smile then resort to anything else.} ]

Hey, lady. You know how it is. You steal a few things and suddenly everyone is ready to turn you into swiss cheese.

[ _{Now Jason manages to chuckle though its hollow, his blue eyes pinning her with an intense stare that was borderline crazed. Borderline. He wasn't purposefully a stormy person, no. He didn't mean to have the demeanor of someone who wanted to skin someone alive. But in contrast to her delicate ways, careful and caring, it was like comparing a circle to a square. The man was all edges. There was no attempt to stop staring at her in a piercing manner, lowering his palms to the ground where his fingers could curl against the stone. Jason is definitely crazy, but there is a hardy attempt to keep what is left of his crumbling sanity none the less.} ]

Do you have a name? Thanks for, uh, stopping by. Its not often an angel swoops on down and frisks me.

[ _{... The injury really doesn't seem to bother him.} ]

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[thruthemagnifyingglass]

[With his wound bound Alice sits back to take a good look at him and his state. His stare doesn't really bother her, she's worked her way up and within her field where women were often underestimated and belittled. As crazy as his eyes were glaring at her it's a stare that's more comfortable than others she's been given. A small smile touches her lips and her head cants to the side spilling dark waves of silky hair over her shoulder.]

Excuse me if I was rash. I didn't know the depth of the wound though you don't seem to concerned. [Her accent is from England and anyone who can pick up dialects might be able to pint point it to Surrey; a small town just outside of London.] I'm Alice Colwin and what's your name?

[She'll let him lie there with her jacket holding his wound closed though she'll request her jacket back eventually. They aren't exactly given things from their home here and that jacket has been through hell and back.]

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[kinless]

[ _{Oho, if she were a man, he probably would've been decked by now. The lesser of two evils was a woman. That tended to be a philosophy that was decisively true in the field. He puts a hand to his knee, wobbles a little, and then drags himself up to stand at his full height with a growl in his throat; it smarts. A lot. But he had wandered to hell and back and suffered far worse, so he figures, well, why not stop acting like a little bitch now that he had some attention. Attention was good. Drawing people too you was good, too. It was better to judge people by their actions not their words, and though he had technically been bleeding a shit ton it wasn't actually serious (but worrisome enough to make him seem pale) and it was-- at its core-- all an elaborate ruse... to get people close to him. And now someone was close. His intentions remain unclear. Once again, he plasters on a smile of sorts.} ]

Names Jason. Jason Todd. Yeah I'm sort of used to it by now... I'm more worried about, y'know, all this. [ _{The twenty two year old opens his arms to indicate the entire cave; the stand, everything. The whole shebang. The movement makes him rock a little on his feet; as muscle-bound as he was, it wouldn't save him from the woes of blood-loss, no matter how much he tries to shake it off as nothing.} ] Why I'm here, how I get back, et cetera, et cetera. Is this torture? I mean, they send a pretty foreign lady like yourself to come toy with me a little then they lure me in, smack me awake and I'm in Hell or some shit?

[ _{... Jason, what? His loony was showing... just slightly.} ]

I mean, not that I'm complaining, Miss Alice Colwin. Its just I'm not a fan of waking up in strange places without my toys. Hell, I could kill a man with my hands, but wheres the fun in that?

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[thruthemagnifyingglass]

[Alice stands with him, her brows creasing in worry as he moves. She has her doctorate but in nothing useful when it comes to the human body. She truly hopes that he's alright and while he appears to be taking it well she isn't sure if someone looking that pale should be standing.]

Yes but perhaps we should get you to the hospital? [She asks hoping that he won't fall back down. Alice isn't particularly short but she isn't very tall either.] I arrived as you did Jason. Only a few days ago. I was hoping this place might be the way home as well but- [She's beginning to doubt it.]

I doubt many are fans of waking in strange places and please don't kill anyone. [It's all she can ask. She doesn't know what his world is like but here there seems to be some semblance of peace, even if it's tenuous.]

Now, "Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves" [She quotes Into the Looking Glass] Can I guide you to the hospital?

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[greenmagick]

[Delicate features appear on the screen framed by curling green hair. Terra blinks a few times before speaking, her voice soft and careful. She doesn't know how hurt he is or if he'll keep being angry.]

You're near the bay then. I don't know where your weapons are or how you got here but I can heal.

[Assuming he's alright with magic.]

Those who have access to these aren't the ones who brought you here. Please don't hurt them. [Since the phones are given to all arrivals.]

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[kinless]

[ _{He looks in surprise at the camera and picks it up again, putting it hilariously close to his face; but not close enough for you to not catch his curt eyebrow raise.} ]

Hello, little lady. [ _{Leaning back hes wearing a grin; a weird sort of expression that lacked any real warmth.} ]

Its ok. I wont hurt anyone that doesn't deserve it, y'know? Its my life motto. But I want you to elaborate on what you mean by 'heal'. I'm a little 'iffy' around... pixie dust.

[ _{A reference to her appearance, for sure.} ]

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[greenmagick]

[The references goes right over Terra's head. She blinks a few times allowing for a small stretch of silence before speaking. She isn't the best at speaking with new people since she has recently retreated to her flower shop.]

I can use white magic to heal.

[It's one of the few magics that she's comfortable using.]

I'll have to reach you first.

[She has no idea how hurt he really is. He isn't acting particularly hurt right now.]

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[kinless]

Woah woah there, fairy-friend. 'White magic'? You're not high on something, are you?

[ _{Legitimately put, with an honest air to his words. Though he was curious, there was a ton of reluctance to his voice that could be easily read.} ]

Me and magic... aren't buddies, per se.

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[greenmagick]

I'm not a fairy.

[She corrects in a soft but firm voice.]

I have a...complicated relationship with magic but I've used my white magic skills many times. I'll be able to help...

[Terra pauses and shakes her head.]

But only if you're comfortable with it. I won't force you.

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[tsukihito]

[The large man's blustering had attracted the attention of a fox-eared youth dressed in all white with hints of red here and there. Tsukihito been eyeing this fellow out of mild amusement if nothing else. Boredom claimed him long enough to watch idly as that red stain grows. Any normal person would've lifted a finger to help the man but not the fox.

Oh, no. The kitsune much rather watch this poor fool bleed out further than extend a helping hand. Such is his nature.

Tsukihito honestly finds it amusing to see the mortal struggle so. That's why he's sitting there with such an amused smirk upon his lips. He's waiting to see if this man will die.]

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[kinless]

[ _{Jason stares directly at what he has deemed, within the first three seconds of sighting him, as a 'freak of nature'. Or one of those Japanese cosplayers the internet was so fond of. Either one was fitting. He isn't struggling per se, rather, hes still and grumpy seeming on the floor before the other with his head cocked to the side.} ]

Kid, you lost or some shit? Or do you want an autograph? I only give those to pretty young girls, mind you.

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[tsukihito]

[The 'kid' comment doesn't faze the kitsune. He's used to most men referring to him as some child despite his agelessness. It's simply how these foolish mortals comes to terms with the supernatural.

Either that or they try to kill him, one or the other. Thankfully, he doesn't think this overgrown idiot will lift a blade towards him.

...yet.]

It's a shame you're not in agony.

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[kinless]

Of course I'm not in agony. If you're looking for the BDSM club, I'm sure there's someone out there who'd love to writhe in pain for you for pleasure. They might even wear cute, fuzzy ears too.

[ _{He puts his fingers atop his head to indicate rabbit ears. Jason.} ]

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[unhappy]

[ ...Yeah, she's going to be a shit and just state the obvious. ]

If you shoot someone up the ass, they're not going to stay in a squatting position. Just saying.

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[kinless]

How do you know? Have you ever shot someone up the ass?

[ _{A snarky grin.} ]

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[unhappy]

That's between me and my revolvers.

[ It wouldn't be that strange though. ]

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[alwaysimpaled]

[When Dante saw this post, he just smirked. This kid seemed to easy to mess with. So he's going to do just that.]

Sounds like it's a good thing they took your guns away. Might shoot your eye out with a temper like that, li'l Timmy.

[Have the smuggest most infuriating smirk he can manage.]

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[kinless]

[ _{It is hard to mess with someone who had a very identical personality to the one doing the messing.} ]

Lil' Timmy? Who are you, the archdouche of Orphansville? You're funny, [ _{A snicker as he flashes a toothy grin,} ] but we're not in Kansas now, kiddo. Bet I could out shoot you.

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[alwaysimpaled]

Hey, that's Grand Archdouche of Orphansville to you, Timmy. Good thing too because Kansas is fucking boring.

[If there was anything Dante prided himself on - and there was a lot - it was his inhuman marksmanship.]

Trust me Timmy, that's one challenge you're not winning.

[Dante is definitely enjoying himself far too much.]