paixaorpg | Arrival [COMPLETED]

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Arrival [COMPLETED]

Characters: Chrno, The Doctor
Content: After being accused of a crime he didn't commit, Chrno finds himself in a strange new world.
Setting: Niflheim Gate
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None yet

The first day came and went, seemingly unknown to the Order. Chrno awaited quietly in the garden, silently vigilant like a puppy, although he would dislike the fact that anyone really thought of him as such. As the hours ticked by, he paced: growing worried, despite the fact that the Order continued to function.

By the dawn of the next day, he was out looking for her. He searched everywhere he ever went with her, not even bothering to tell Azmaria that he would be gone. They would not worry about his absence, and she was probably busy with chores anyway. It took days to traverse by foot, but Chrno dared not to tap into his powers... in fear that Rosette would be nearby, injured. If she was injured and he tapped into her soul energy.. no, that was out of the question.

The search took a week, with Chrno only resting when he'd collapsed due to exhaustion. No closer was he to actually finding Rosette.. in fact, it appeared that she vanished without a trace.

Did something happen to her while they were seperated? Chrno ticked off all the terrible possibilities imaginable in his mind as he headed back to the Order, almost two weeks after he originally left, travel ragged. Silently, he hoped that maybe Rosette was still there, that maybe she would hit him for vanishing for so long.

The Order had been awaiting his return. Guns pointed, they had him surrounded. Sister Kate's voice yelled commands at the exorcists, each aiming their guns at him. Chrno was confused, eyes wide.. although he didn't have time to react. His friend's, Rosette's friends.. decided to practice target practice on him.

He ran. He ran as fast as his wearied legs could carry him, as fast and as far away from the Order as possible. He panicked, his heart racing, hearing their words over and over again.

Chrno, you are hereby sentenced to death for the death of Rosette.

"I didn't kill her.. I didn't kill her.." He repeated, out of breath from running. He slowed down in front of Mary's tomb, the same tomb he slumbered in for 50 years until Rosette found him.

The exorcists seemed to predict this, and again Chrno was surrounded. They yelled at him, calling him a filthy devil, a murderer.. Chrno's eyes went wide as panick and helplessness overwhelmed him.

And yet, even at that moment, he never thought of transforming.

Chrno shielded himself from the array of bullets that came flying at him, awaiting their impact.

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Nothing ever came.

He figured death would hurt a lot more, especially after being nailed with bullets laced with holy water. And yet.. there was nothing. Slowly, after what felt like an eternity, Chrno opened a red eye and blinked around.

The sun was out. That was odd thing number one. His arms lowered slowly and Chrno blinked, adjusting to the bright glow that seemed to emit from everything. Everything was shiny. Everything.. was ice.

This new emotional overload wasn't handled well by the devil, whom promptly collapsed to his knees and tried very hard to get his heart to stop pounding. His eyes still stung with tears and his muscles ached from being forced so much on little to no rest. His mind whirred with the accusations of the nuns from the Order, and each time they did he became more and more convinced that maybe he did kill her..

He remained kneeling on the ground, unaware of his surroundings for the moment.

Finally, he composed himself enough to stand up, and.. although a bit teetering with fatigue, he managed to walk forward.. coming right to a gate.

"So.. maybe I did die.." Chrno bemusedly mumbled to himself as he got blocked by a crowd of people standing outside the gate. A man stood in his way as the crowd cleared, and spoke at him quickly. At first Chrno didn't understand, and had to focus his weary ears to get what the gatekeeper had said. "M-My name? Its Chrno.." He stated, and instantly a small triangle was handed to him and he was moved aside so the next person could come through. Blinking a few times, he stood there curiously looking over the triangle, trying to determine its purpose.

Unfortunately, his weary attention was so focused on the triangle thing that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going as he walked into the city.

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Blond... blond... Oh! No-no, she was blond too. Interesting. The population seemed to be all blond and blue eyed, with an impeccable taste for victorian era clothing.

What sort of city was this? For being named 'Passion', the people certainly weren't very passionate. There was something odd about them; they came across very flat, like they were two dimensional. There was a severe lack of any real personality, at least as far as humans went.

However something, or rather someone, did catch the Doctor's eye. The boy stood out like a sore thumb amongst the population. Well, he probably did too, but that was beside the point. The boy was clearly not human. It had only taken a quick glance for the Doctor could see that. The strange boy seemed rather lost too.

Oh, speaking of strange, it seemed to be suddenly getting colder. He glanced up a minute to the false sky. That was a rather sudden change of weather. He pondered for a moment just what was controlling the weather, but pushed it aside for now. It was just one of many things to investigate.

Turning his attention back to the boy, he waited till the boy passed by him before the Doctor called out in greeting to him, "Oh, hello there! You're looking rather lost."

Chrno's eyes widened as someone called out to him... well, somehow he just knew it was to him, with no questions asked. Maybe he was already on edge, and causing him to go into slight alarm would have been easy than normal. He blinked a few times, straightening up, and finally looked over his shoulder... to the man who was waving at him.

An ear twitched a little as he turned back, walking the few small feet inbetween them to cautiously approach the man who seemed rather intent to talk to him.

"Yeah.. I guess I am..." He admitted, crimson eyes raising upward as he became suddenly aware of the fact that the degrees dropped rapidly.. and at an odd rate. "Do you know anything about this place?"

"Nope," the Doctor replied, nonchalantly, "Not a thing." He didn't seem terribly worried about that however. It was as if he was used to this sort of thing, and... he was. Half the fun was not knowing.

"Did... you just arrive here too?" he asked the boy, curiously. He seemed a little too lost to belong here, but how would he have gotten here without a time ship?

Wait. Was the snow coming down heavier? Glancing up, the Doctor was surprised to see the snow that had been just casually floating down one minute, was coming down harder and faster by the minute. It was going to be a blizzard at the rate it was going.

"Well, I must say, I wouldn't recommend this place for a vacation. The weather is little to be desired," he commented as he glanced around for shelter. It was either that or heading back to the TARDIS.

(OOC: *flails* I am so sorry for the delay on this! I didn't mean to be AWOL for so long but I had no time to reply. D:; If you already moved to another scene its ok if you don't want to continue this one anymore. ._.;; )

Seemingly oblivious of the snow yet vaguely aware of a slight chill, Chrno hugged the triangle to him while looking off to the side to some point only he could really see, since he wasn't specifically looking at anything.

"Yeah." Came the reply, far from terse. Actually, he was more distracted than rude.

The weather? Finally, Chrno raised his red eyes skyward and noticed the flakes falling, raising an eyebrow as they seemed to fall quicker before his eyes.

As an afterthought, he added softly. "..I didn't kill her."

"Hmmm... a false sky, very well painted though, but I wouldn't have liked to be the one up there doing it all... imagine the neck ache! Makes my neck hurt just thinking about it," he babbled on for a moment, distracted again by the snow, "So, fake sky, but real looking clouds and very real snow."

"I wonder what sort of environment system this place has..." he trailed off, as he continued to watch the snow a moment. Oh wait? Had the boy said something about... killing someone?

"Er, sorry, what was that?" the Doctor said, glancing back to the boy, "......Killed who?"

"Ah, wait, tell me in a tick," he suddenly said, cutting in before the boy could have even given him an answer. "Standing out here in this snow isn't going to do us any good."

The snow was coming down even harder now, turning into blizzard like weather, collecting quickly into deep snow around their feet. Shelter was definitely now in the forefront of the Doctor's mind.

((No problem! Sorry took me a bit to respond >.< The Doctor was givin' me a bit of problems.. but got my hands on couple audio books and that helped quite a bit. Edit: ACK. Was looking back at thread and realized I'd totally hit the wrong reply button the other day. I fail... Just fixing... ohsidjfosidfs *fixes html* >.<;))

Chrno raised his eyes to the sky again, blinking at it with confusion. It was really snowing.. More and more he was convinced that he was dreaming. It was totally clear a minute ago, and now there was a tiny blizzard around him.

"Where can we go?" He glanced down at the Doctor once more, before shifting his eyes around the area.

The Doctor glanced to the point-eared kid and opened to reply, but found he didn't have an exact answer. "Ah... Yes. That's a very good question."

Where could they go? Pulling out the journal he'd been given at the gate, he spent a moment poking around it, and quickly pulled up the map. Well, there didn't seem to be a great deal around here at all. Nothing very close. There were buildings around, but it seemed most of them were closed up. Not that a lock could stop the Doctor, or rather his sonic screwdriver, but he imagined there were people inside there, and barging in MIGHT not be appreciated.

Not that he really had a problem with barging in. He did that enough, but there was the option of returning to the TARDIS which was quite close to here.

"Ah, well, I have somewhere we can get out of this weather, if you want to follow me," he offered. The boy already was in a strange place, so at this point the TARDIS wouldn't really be any more a shock, would it?

No, it probably wouldn't. Chrno was so confused and tired that one more shocking experience wouldn't harm his brain any more. The demon watched the doctor poke around at his triangle, remembering his own; he completely forgot he was still holding it, and glanced at it, opening it curiously.

"What are these things, anyway?" He mumbled audibly, pressing some buttons. Surprisingly, it seemed to react when he pressed buttons.

Reclosing the weird looking object, Chrno nodded his head and glanced back to the doctor. "Alright." Ever the trusting creature, Chrno would prefer to be anywhere except for outside at that moment.

Tucking the journal, which the Doctor's was more a rectangle actually, back into his pocket. "Oh that? An electronic journal, basically. A pretty primitive device, but rather amusing," the Doctor replied, glancing around, trying to get his bearings through the falling snow.

"Ah, I do believe I left it... this way," he said after a moment, "Come along!"

He lead Chrno back towards the gate, and down an alleyway between several buildings, where waiting for them was a dark blue box with the words, 'Police Public Call Box', written in large letters along the top. Digging into his pocket, he pulled out an object which was some kind of key and unlocked the door.

"Right, there we go," he said, pulling the door open and inviting Chrno to go in first, "In you go, watch your step... it's a bit dark in there I'm afraid. She's running on low power."

The city was much larger than Chrno originally thought, and despite the mental fatigue that made him want to curl up and sleep for fifty years he couldn't help but take in the world around him with wide curious crimson eyes. The buildings were huge here, and Chrno found himself suddenly wishing he was a little taller, and had his wings. The alleyways were awfully cramped for the young looking demon.

The doctor stopped, and Chrno leaned to the side, face scrunching slightly in curiousity. Seeing nothing of interest, he opened his mouth to say something, only to promptly shut it when a door seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

"..." Alright. Somewhere that made sense. Hesitantly, Chrno stared up at the doctor, before peeking into the opened door, finally stepping inside.

"..Ow!" He certainly wasn't kidding about the darkness. Even with his heightened sense of vision, he didn't see the chair until after he bumped into it. More a cry out of surprise than one of pain, Chrno walked further in, eyes having adjusted.

"What is this place?"

"This is the TARDIS," the Doctor answered, after closing the door behind him and hopping up onto the raised platform, and leaning over the center console. The center column sent a pale blue-green glow through the darkened inside, just barely lighting the rather alien interior.

"Well, still running on low power, doesn't make sense though. She should be fine..." he muttered after fiddling with a few of the odd looking buttons. Finally he gave up and turned around, leaning casually against the console, crossing his arms.

"So, where were we... Ah yes! You said something about killing someone?" he asked, although didn't expect an immediate answer. In fact he was expecting the usual string of questions about now. Which usually started with his favorite - 'How is the inside bigger than the outside?'.

Seeing the inside of the ship, or rather the ship in general, was overwhelming for Chrno to begin with, once his eyes fully adjusted anyway. He blinked, unable to hide his amazement. There looked like nothing outside, but then this was here and.. boy, he was confused.

"What is this?" He murmured in notable wonder, tone rather curious. Even if the Doc explained it, he probably wouldn't understand either. "This place.. it's... huge.."

"...Oh?" He blinked at the question, glancing over to where he heard the Doctor's voice. Catching sight of his silhouette, he sighed a moment, rubbing the back of his head rather nervously. "M-My contractor, Rosette. It's.. a long story. I was chased and then, I came here.." His voice cracked a moment, denoting that he was telling the truth, as that much emotion was rather hard to fake.

"The TARDIS... "Time And Relative Dimensions In Space" which means, in short, the inside is bigger than the outside," he explained, although it wasn't really much of an explanation. "It's my ship, basically."

"I wasn't brought here myself, but rather the TARDIS was. I thought it'd gotten here itself, since she's rather good at ending up in the wrong place, but it seems that might not have been the case," he babbled on, "I wonder how many others are being brought here. You and I can't be the only ones, can we?"

Oh, wait right. He'd asked about what the boy had said. "So you were being chased? Did something happen to bring you here or...?" he asked, passing by the bit about Rosette as it seemed whatever had happened sounded unintentional from the emotion Chrno was showing.

"Oh, I'm the Doctor by the way. What would your name be?" he added.

"Ahh.." Chrno stated, although he found it hard to grasp exactly what the doctor was talking about. Even so, he didn't see a reason to question it, and looked around with childlike curiousity. Never before had he seen something so advanced.

"It seems like a lot of people were trying to come in." He said after a moment of awe, returning his eyes to the doctor. "I'm sure there are others around.." Were they all stuck though? That idea was unsettling.

"I.. um.. I'm not sure." The question made him look down, rather sheepish. "I originally thought I died, but I'm no longer sure of that.." It was rather complicated to explain, so he would leave it at that for now.

"Oh, my name is Chrno."

"Well, Chrno, I don't know about you, but I'm quite certain I'm alive," he said with a grin before whirling around to lean over the console in thought.

"Coming in... All of them? Hmm... And they weren't keen on letting me go back to the gate. Thought I was trying to leave..." he continued, trying to figure out the pieces to a puzzle that he didn't even know the size of.

"So, a place where people come in, but none come out," he finalized, "But.. why? Why would a place, or someone want to gather us here? For what purpose?"

The Doctor didn't expect answers to these questions, since neither yet had them. They were meant to be left hanging unanswered.

He then suddenly slid his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out the journal. "Oh, right! The journal... ought to have a look at this..."

Distracted from his guest for a bit, he opened the rectangular device and he busily began to push at buttons. He glanced at the different entries, and quickly wrote one up of his own to see what sort of responses he'd get.

He was a bit surprised though when he suddenly got messaged out of the blue. Ohho... It had a kind of instant message ability? He answered and found himself speaking to a confused girl. He didn't have much to help her however, until suddenly the name she'd given him dawned on him.

Well, wasn't this a coincidence? The Time Lord didn't really believe in coincidences, however it was pretty lucky he had to admit. After typing a couple more replies, he finally closed the journal, tucking it back into his pocket and giving chrno a grin.

"Come on! We're heading off to the train station," he said, hustling back off the platform and down the ramp to the door, "I just got in contact with someone who wants to find you, and I somehow don't think you want to wait here for her. So, come on!"

With that he pushed open the door, holding it open, to wait for Chrno to emerge so he could close and make sure it was locked, so they could be off. It was going to take them awhile to get to the center of Paixao, so he'd have plenty of time to explain to Chrno what had just happened en-route.

He did pause as he held the door to look curiously to the clear sky. It seemed in the short time they'd been in the TARDIS the strange weather had come to an end, the snow now gone.

Chrno silently debated the integrity of what the doctor said. Did dead things actually admitted to being dead? He wasn't sure, but it didn't seem like something they'd want to be honest about. Even so, Chrno didn't feel dead. He was quite convinced that being dead would be a lot more of nothing and involve a lot less breathing.

The demon helplessly shrugged at the doctor's question, unsure of how to even respond. It didn't make sense to him, either. Or maybe he didn't want to think of it, as it was quite disturbing either way.

As the doctor started looking to his journal, Chrno glanced at his. He never gave it much thought. Perhaps later, he'd ask the Doctor what it's purpose really was.

"T-Train station?" Chrno blinked as suddenly he was spoken to, and given the odd request of being dragged along somewhere. His mouth promptly closed at finding out that someone wanted to see him.

His heart skipped a beat. Could it be..?

His feet suddenly could not move fast enough as he ran out of the TARDIS, staring at the doctor as he took forever to lock the door.

"Who? Who is it?" Masking urgency wasn't even a concern.

"I'm pretty sure I just had a chat with your contractor," he answered, as he locked the door.

"She's taking the train and I said we'd meet her at the central station. You don't have any objections to that, right? Right. So let's not keep her waiting!" the Doctor said, brisky taking off down the alleyway towards the street.

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OMG I AM SO SORRY ;_;

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