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located in City of Pleuor, a part of Dissonance of the Retinentia, one of the many universes on RPG.

City of Pleuor

The Big City Of Dreams

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Character Portrait: Keiko Tsukiru Character Portrait: Rie
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"Are you alone? Are you afraid?
Are you searching for me?
Will I see you again?"

~Hymn for the Missing
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Was he right about what he had heard? Someone called out to him. Rie raised his head immediately to take a look at the one who seemed to have barged inside his room. Well, it was what he could call this place at the very least. The woman, who appeared inside the room who occasionally pester him, disappeared as if it was just an illusion or a mirage. He looked at the individual with the most horrid sense of fashion, he had ever laid his eyes on. If it was possible for his eyes to be burned, it would be without doubt.

"Hey! Eggplant!" He shouted rather loudly as he was now on his feet. The bloody scenery and the scent vanishing into a haze of imagination. "You could see me? You could hear me right?" He was in the fit of delirious excitement, for the first time someone had acknowledged him and he hoped that it was not just a hallucination of his. He approached the horrendous-looking man who seemed to be blind to what he looks like.

The sirens echoed as it came closer for a murder had taken place within the apartment complex. "You better not ignore me! I won't allow it!" He reached out his hand as he grabbed hold of the unidentified man's sleeve. As if by the stroke of fate, the apartment building was instantly racked by a thundering explosion. It shook the foundations as smoke and fire could be seen coming from the other end of the hallway. "They're reacting..." He muttered as he could see a different scenery than what others could.

"Move away!"

Rie shouted as he pushed the sad excuse of a fashion away from the incoming blast of fire caused by the explosion. He was caught in the pathway, but he was left unscathed as it subsided. It was something he didn't find as anything strange. He accounted it as something making him lucky. He coughed a bit and looked at fashion crisis with discerning eyes. "Why are you in here anyway? Don't you know that sirens and screams meant to make people go away not make them come?" His eyes reflected annoyance as he immediately looked at the direction where the explosion came from and was now replaced by an all-consuming fire. There he saw a visage as he softly mumbled. "We can't be here. Everyone will die..."

His fear seemed to vibrate through his voice. He quickly grabbed the fashion crisis' hand and began to run away. There were near the entrance when fire trucks, police vehicles, and so on parked outside. Rie took noticed of the sword and that won't be an easy thing to explain with everything being in total chaos. They would have to take another route. It is a good thing he has one and being most left to himself made him to wander around the complex to keep himself from getting bored. "This way. We could get out without being seen." He stated as he continued to pull the man to his own phase.

They took a small catwalk which was negligible to others and soon, they found themselves at the public park behind the apartment complex. He released the man's hand and then took a deep breath. His eyes looked at the building getting burned down as the firemen tried to stop the flames from getting out of hand. It's not like the police could enter too with all the smoke. "There goes my house..." Those words were not meant to be heard but, he muttered it under his breath. There was sadness evident, but he quickly changed it into something else.

"Oi! Eggplant who has no fashion sense." He looked at the man with a sideway glance, trying to observe the man as much as possible. Well, he was practically the only one who seemed to notice him for such a long time. He even lost the intention to reach out to people because of it. Their eyes would always look through him. That was enough messages for him that he was nonexistent in their eyes. His arms are crossed over his chest. "What do you think you're planning wielding a sword like that? This is no cosplay convention." That's why if this person was able to acknowledge him. He did not want to see him hurt, that is at the least he could do. "You should not come back there. You will be killed."

There was no amount of lie or humor in his tone. Rie was deadly serious about that. The smell of ashes and fire filled the air as the air brought heat despite the cold weather which should follow after the rain. His silver hair seemed to gleam from the reddish glow of the fire while his purple eyes reflected a degree of strict awareness. His clothes were rather odd in a sense too. It was like he came out of a story book or a fantasy world, but even so, he looked rather fitting for it. From every angle, he looks like someone who was not of this world, a beautiful dream. "That place is not for people like you. Not anymore." He returned his gaze to the burning building.

He could not go back now, is it? There was no place for him to come back to. The images of that bloodied woman and those people will not come and see him again, won't they? It's true that those people needed a make-over. He would give them one if he had the materials and all. Taking a deep breath, he had made a decision. "So, where do you live? You'll take responsibility for this and me, right?" He looked at the fashion crisis and even if his words were ended with a question. He appeared that he was not going to take an answer which is no or was he even asking. It was more like an order, more than anything else.