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Character(s): Mello, anyone who wants
Content: Mello enters and comes to terms
Setting: Muspelheim gate
Time: an hour after arriving
Warnings: None, really

Mello had been in a slight daze since he had entered through the gate. Whatever had happened to him before that, the trip had rendered him slightly dizzy. Mello had long ago learned that one of the best ways to handle wacky situations was to simply turn off the switch and just watch, accept and then start digesting and analyzing afterwards. 

About thirty minutes later, Mello found himself sitting on a large rock, looking through various brochures and a journal of sorts. Electronic. Shuffling through the brochures he soon let them fall to the flat rocky surface next to him while he opened the journal and started looking through it. He had briefly wondered about heaven or hell after arriving. From the first impression, Mello had come to the conclusion, that to him, this could be both. He had soon shoved the thoughts to the back of his mind as a tall thin man with a high hat and a penguin suit had bid him welcome. He did not expect this to be neither of these things, but he believed he would find out, which was why he felt no reason to keep contemplating the subject. Instead, he was rather happy that his death seemed to have been postponed - if he wasn't dead, that is - and for the moment, the journal seemed much more interesting.

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Oh, he did love people. The Corinthian, having had a rather frustrating conversation over the messaging system here at Paixao was looking for something to entertain himself. Entertaining he did find as well. A bit of wandering brought him upon someone he could only assume was new.

Only new arrivals read the brochures and looked at the journal as if it were a new and exciting venue. Which, he supposed, Paixao could be. Exciting and fun.

It was all fun and games until someone lost an eye, after all.