Ooh, Eyeballs! [completed~]

[keyofhell.livejournal.com]

Character(s): Duma, Corinthian, and anyone.
Content: Duma stumbles upon the gay nightmare
Setting: near Morem o Lisboa
Time: Wednesday late night
Warnings: none yet.


Hovering around Paixao has been making Duma feel just a little bit homesick. No, make that really homesick. Of course, the home he has in mind does not include neither torturing devices nor purgatory fires. The blonde-blue-eyed citizens of Paixao remind him of the other angels, who are mostly of that complexion.

The angels back in the Silver City always have a glint of intelligence in their eyes despite their obedience though, unlike the citizens of this strange place. These people seemed inanimate, those humans might use a word such as 'robotic' to describe them. Most angels are 'robotic' also, because of their unquestioning obedience, but they are not there to simply populate the city like these people seem to be. This place might be similar to the Silver City in some ways, but Duma still does not like it.

While wondering about a certain fallen angel he met earlier in the morning, Duma is struck with recognition for a figure strolling down the street below him. Could it be? Almost as quickly as he realized it, Duma heads down toward the ground and lands right in front of a white-haired man with sunglasses on. It has been quite some time since he met the nightmare standing before him. The last time they met was at the King of Dream's funeral. Duma wonders if The Corinthian still remembers him.

Folding his wings so that it would not hinder other people walking down the road, Duma gives The Corinthian a slight bow. A little bit of familiarity is always nice, despite the rumors Duma have heard of the nightmare's taste for eyeballs.

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[ora-serrata.livejournal.com]

He knew that, thanks to the little journal things. But it was still a bit of a jolt. She was still here, as if just hanging out, waiting for something. The last time she had done that... well, it had been her place and function, but that did not make it any easier.

"I know. Does it surprise you? Desire is here as well," As usual when the nightmare said 'desire' his face twisted. There was nothing but negatives attached with that name. "Many things are here. Including you."

[keyofhell.livejournal.com]

The fact that Death is here surprised him, even though not to the same extent as when he found himself face-to-face with the previous owner of Hell. Meeting The Corinthian was a surprise as well, but not one he would dwell on for too long. And yet, Duma is still very confused at why so many people are gathered here.

There are Lucifer, Death, The Corinthian and Desire. What place is this?Paixao is the name, but what is Paixao? The word means passion in a language he recognizes, but that does not shed light on anything at all. Being lost is getting him rather annoyed.

Duma needs to go back to Hell. He does not want to, but he needs to. One of these days, he is starting to sound like the former Dream King... but that is not something he likes to talk about. Turning to The Corinthian, Duma asks without a voice, Why are you here?