paixaorpg | SE ♥ CR ♥ ET [Completed]

Character(s): Xellos~
Content: The Trickster Priest arrives in Paixao.
Setting: Joutenheim!
Time: Ah... say noon-ish?
Warnings: None~

The gates before him, while certainly impressive, lacked a little something with no one lined up in front of them. In a word, Xellos would describe it as “uninviting,” but then he figured anything would look uninviting if there was a swarm of creatures hovering around it. Much too crowded, wasn’t it? Why, they were even resorting to destroying things to make room for themselves. Tsk, tsk, tsk…

Inwardly lamenting the state of affairs, he shook his head and began to slowly approach, spotting a table among the wreckage where, presumably, he’d find some information about this place. It seemed quite abandoned, though, but any more investigation he could do would have to be put on hold because in that instant, one of the white creatures spotted him.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, watching coolly as it drew closer and closer. Its movements were strangely sinuous, exaggerated to the point where he wondered if the being had any bones at all. How odd… he’d never encountered anything like it before, of course, and that in and of itself caused him to worry. Was this a new brand of Mazoku, or some creation of the humans…? All signs pointed to the latter, but he could find no hint of real malice as it moved towards him. No hatred, no inner suffering… nothing. It lacked the very opposite feelings too, but again his study was interrupted as it attacked him.

Quickly, he dodged out of the way, brows furrowing now as the others seemed to take notice. Welll, well, well, things just kept getting worse, didn’t they? He slowly backed away, taking his time about it. Once he was sure all of them had caught on to his presence, he blew them a kiss then started running in the opposite direction.

There was a point behind this, really.

The entire group gave chase, drawing away from the gate and closing in on the purple-haired priest that had dared disturb their peace. The ones that got close enough angrily took swipes at him, their nonexistent rage only increasing when their blows only hit the air. Xellos darted and weaved just in front of them, staying maddeningly out of reach and occasionally making taunting faces and mocking poses to keep them interested.

Once he finally judged he had led them all on long enough, he spun around and gave them a bright and cheery wave—then disappeared from sight.

The Dusks halted, seeming confused. Where had he gone? No one could move that fast, as far as they knew. They crept slowly forward, searching for him. Where…?

Directly in front of the table he had spotted earlier, Xellos materialized, humming softly to himself. Piece of cake~ He looked around then, trying to find someone to help him. After all, that was what this place was for, wasn’t it? Wouldn’t be a proper greeting area otherwise.

Right on time, a round-looking woman peeked out from behind the gates, checking to see that the coast was clear. Judging by her stunned expression, she had seen most if not all of his display, and, after checking to see that the creatures were still away, she hurried over to him. Her fear of the things was nearly palpable, but all the same, something seemed a little off…

Hitching his smile back into place, Xellos greeted her with, “Hello! Might I ask what this lovely place is called? And just how I arrived here? I was on my way somewhere else and—” was ripped away from the Astral Plane and into this… place, instead of where I intended to go. It was very disorienting. Do you know where I could get a cup of tea? Not that it will actually do me any good; I just find that cafés are notorious places for breakups and other emotional scenes. Nothing like a good dose of misery to start the day, wouldn’t you say? “… and found myself here.” He gave her his best encouraging look, his good cheer boosted considerably by his mental commentary. He wished he could say it aloud, but no, he had to make a good impression.

“How did you do that?!” the woman asked him abruptly, outright ignoring his question. How rude. Did people here really have no manners? Judging by the way she was staring at him, and then with considerably wider eyes to some point over his shoulder, he figured this must be the case. The Dusks must have realized they’d been tricked, then, and were moving towards him.

A little too late, she jumped and added in a more business-like tone, “And what is your name?” She began desperately hunting around the desk, seeming determined to get this over with as soon as possible. Eventually, she found matte-black, rectangular object and held it out towards him, still staring behind him. Almost as if he found her behavior peculiar, he merely raised and eyebrow at her, expertly hiding his delight at her sudden surge of anger at his “stupidity.” Of course what she was doing and the reasons why were blatantly obvious, but playing oblivious had always been one of his strong suits.

Deciding to play that card at this very moment, he swept into a low bow and announced cheerfully, “You may call me Xellos, the Mysterious Priest! I’m really nobody one to suspect at all~” Yeah, right. And there wasn’t a hoard of angry Dusks right behind him intent on killing them both. Wasn’t lying fun? “As for how I did it, well… that is a secret.” He opened one eye briefly in a sort of reverse wink and wagged his finger at her, pleased by the way her eyes bulged at him. Probably more in wonder at how anyone could be so incredibly dense, but who knows? Maybe she was taken aback by the sheer panache with which he delivered his favorite line.

Or maybe not.

The sounds of pursuit behind him were drawing nearer, and, with one last terrified look, she blurted out, “Welcome to Paixao!” and hurled the object into his face, quickly running off into the safety of the city while clutching at the front of her skirts, keeping them clean off the ground to keep from tripping.

Well, that had been direct. Grimacing, he removed the thing from where it had practically embedded itself in his face, finally opening both of his eyes to examine it. Curiouser and curiouser. He turned it over in his hands then eventually stowed it way, resolving to take a closer look at it later. For now…

He glanced coldly in the direction of the Dusks, giving them a wide grin. He still had to take care of them. However, given what he had already observed, it would be a very bad idea to announce his presence here right away. That meant he’d have to sneak off without destroying them… nothing like killing worthless peons to give away your existence. Honestly, what could be stupider?

This time, he waited until the absolute last minute before disappearing on them, showing up again just inside the city walls (away from any witnesses) and walking off calmly. The Dusks were none the wiser.

Really, you think they’d have learned by now. Silly things.