aterat | In her heart, there's a hole

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In her heart, there's a hole

Who; Illyana + OTA
What; Event stuff! Log option, find her in the market after her encounter and a network post where she's really unhappy.
Where;Market and Network
When; Today in the evening for the log, past midnight for the Network post.
Warnings;Violence, anger, will update if more

A. Stumbling Out of the Smoke.

It had spoken to her about what it had felt like when he had first realized how much he cared for his Katya. How silly was it that those were the words that had captured her attention, that had convinced her to come with it into a small empty building on the very outskirts of the market. The building may have been a tiny shop at one time, but it'd long since been abandoned and left to gather dust and rotting wood. The entire thing was wrong. She should have known better. How many times had something similar happened in Limbo? Tricks and manipulation were the way of demons after all. Yet...

Yet something had stirred inside of her. Something strange that left her both frustrated and confused. Feelings. Oh how she was growing to dislike those. She missed her brother. The foolish naïve man who tried so hard to be good when the rest of their bloodline was just so...so wrong. When he'd called to her, called her snowflake, her heart had frozen in her chest. It'd caught in her throat and she'd been torn between disbelief and wanting to hug him. Of course she'd been suspicious, but people could come from the same world. Who was to say it wasn't really him? He asked about the people she'd gotten to know here and it was then that he started talking about Kitty. She knew why, she was unexperienced but not stupid and she found herself annoyed as any little sister would when their big brother attempted to give them advice.

And so they walked through the market hand in hand towards the abandoned building, speaking mostly in Russian to one another until they eventually disappeared inside. What happens inside can be heard and perhaps felt by those with a magical affinity. Power is released. Power and pain, anguish almost. Hellfire, fire tinged with blue along with it's yellow and orange hues, consumes the small building from the inside out. If one was watching as the building turned into an inferno they might notice something that looks disturbingly like tentacles appearing out a window for a moment.

Illyana herself stumbles out of the smoke that's created a fog around the building. There are cuts and bruises on her face and body and she's holding a large sword made of white glowing energy. She stumbles then falls to her knees with a twisted expression of something like anger and pain as she tries to get back up to get further away from the destruction she's caused. There are curled horns on her head, red and twisting up like a ram. A thick red tail that resembles the stereotypical devil's tale lashes behind her as she leans on the sword and wipes away some of the dirt from her face. Something extremely unusual comes away along with the dirt, something wet. Tears. There are tears.

B. Network; Audio

[ Illyana's voice is tired sounding. Rugged. But there's an under current of pure anger to it. It's distinctly different than her usual tone that almost always holds at least a small hint of a sardonic undertone to it. ]

I do not know what the thing was that chose to steal a form that did not belong to it. I do not know where it came from. Though I imagine it has something to do with the help given to us by our moronic hosts. Hosts who dabble in power they seem to not understand the strength of. [ She pauses. Perhaps they should care. Perhaps knowing what they were, where they came from, would tell them something important. At the moment though, Illyana doesn't care. Not at all. ] The creature chose the wrong form. A form it had no right to. There are others. I can feel them.

If you find any of these spirits, my sword cuts through them quite well. I will find as many of them as I can, and I will enjoy it.

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Illyana's tail flicked and then drooped down as she heard a voice speaking to her. Even if it was a stranger there was always something strange that twisted inside of her when someone saw her like this. At least it wasn't as bad as when it was someone she knew. Still, it was strange to feel so conflicted about it. It shouldn't matter. Why should she care what others think? Yet...she shook her head and a weird smile tugged at her lips as she looked at Yuki.

"Better than the one I left inside," the smile twisted a bit more and she tilted her head. The sword faded from her hand, disappearing back to where she summoned it and she wiped a bit of blood from the corners of her mouth. "Don't trust new people you see here. They are not what they seem."

"Ah.." It was by far not the most eloquent thing he could've said. But the tail and horns were rather unnerving. It made him want to run if he was honest with himself, but he wasn't going to. If this lady was hurt..then he should help. He'd been helping people all day and some were hurt worse than this one was.

However, none of them looked quite as frightful.

Relief swept through him when the sword disappeared though he did wonder if she could just simply resummon it. It was weird to think of weapons that way, but he'd seen others here who could do things like that. And his jaw had just about hit the floor when he saw it.

The silver head finally shook with Yuki really trying to wrap his head around the things he was seeing here. Sometimes he wished he was the superhero he'd nagged about at Kyo.

"They seem more like..apparitions."

The horns on her head slowly began to recede, returning her to a fairly normal looking young woman. The process was slower than she'd have liked it to be but it was not precisely something she could control at will. Darker magic caused the change and she'd definitely pulled on quite a bit of that to deal with her visitor. Still, she realized her appearance bothered this person. Why wouldn't it? The demonic appearance bothered some of her closest friends sometimes. How could it not bother a stranger? She shifted her position and then forced herself to look directly at him with a strained smile.

Inside there were an awkward array of feelings dancing around, but that didn't mean she had to show it on the outside. "Apparitions...perhaps. It would explain why my sword cut so cleanly," she shrugged. "Though not why they took the forms they did. Have you encountered any?"

He watched in an almost fascinated sort of horror as her appearance changed right before his eyes. But then he began mentally chastising himself because even if the cursed zodiac members didn't have anything like this (With Kyo's true form being the exception) it was still disgusting, or so Akito had said. Miss Honda hadn't been disgusted or afraid but normal humans didn't go around transforming into zodiac animals as a general rule.

"Apparitions." Yuki repeated and then shook his head, looking away. "It seems as if that was something going around lately. I had helped a lady run from who she said was her deceased husband."

"Never seen a demon before?" At this point it was hard for her to not notice his expression. "It's not so bad," she tilted her head slightly and gave a warped little smile. It was forced, a strange defense mechanism that she always seemed to fall back on. "You just trade a bit of your soul for lot of power and some...cosmetic changes." It was actually pretty painful and something she would never recommend doing. But being spooky was supposed to be her calling card, wasn't it?

"How helpful of you," she replied with a somewhat emotionless tone. "I do not suppose you have any idea where these apparitions came from?"

"No." His voice was now barely above a whisper and he wondered what he could even do against someone like this. "It's not so bad.." Deep down he was horrified but still did his best not to show it. And deep down he wondered if he'd rather face a demon or Akito and decided that a demon was better because death was expected. Akito did the whole torture thing mentally, physically, and emotionally.

To the last part he shook his head. "No, and I'm sure if we ask those in charge we're not likely to get many answers either."

"No? Are you certain, it could be fun," she moved just a bit closer to him and tried to lay on the idea that she could be menacing a bit more thickly. Might as well live up to the way she had looked just a moment ago. Or at least try to live up to it as much as one could. After a second she rolled her shoulders and ran a hand through her now completely normal looking blonde hair.

"More than likely not. They seem less than forthcoming about information. Or perhaps they're just unknowledgeable in general."

Yuki curled up inside of himself but flattened himself against the wall so he couldn't run. After all, if this was a real encounter running wouldn't be too much of an option because that would be exposing his back which he couldn't defend. And the curse was broken here so even if she got that close it wouldn't matter.

Fortunately she backed up and was really confused with the menacing behaviour and then how she appeared to be trying to be normal.

But finally he felt like he could breathe again when she did that so he could feel his shoulders slump a little and he shook his head. "They haven't given us much since we got here, so that probably won't change."

There was something about leaving people confused that at least vaguely amused Illyana. Then again that might just be because it was something that distracted from everything else going on. It was probably more that than anything.

"Those with power never like to give much, do they?" She tilted her head as she watched his shoulders slump. She rolled her own shoulders and gave him a weird little smile. "I hope I did not make you nervous."

"I don't know that they have any real power." Yuki replied. Akito, the god of the cursed zodiac members had more power than these two. Or maybe it's because Akito ruled through fear, abuse and violence. But compared to that, the spirits here seemed pretty clueless.

But he looked at Illyana and let out a little smile. "It wasn't too bad." This was him trying to be polite of course.

"Oh? Do you have experience power that gave you this insight?" She sounded genuinely curious about that. Any information that she could gather about these things was something she was vaguely curious about.

"No? I wonder how truthful that is." She imagines not very, but she can go along with it.

The grey head shook. "No, I just haven't seen them do anything yet." Except send people home that he cared about, like Jacob and Caelan. "They really just seem to pop up to vaguely explain something."

To the last, he just shook his head. "You didn't attack me." Though she could have and Yuki was more than painfully aware of that fact.

"They do seem quite incapable. It would be nice if they told us where they stayed when they weren't around. But it seems they do not want unexpected company." Which seemed just a bit suspicious to her, but then again everything did.

"Of course not. That would just be a waste of my time."

Funny he hadn't thought of where they hung out when they weren't appearing on the network. "I don't think they'd be able to tell us anything else even if we did know where they lived."

Of course that made his mind wonder if they were just hanging out somewhere eating and having a good time.

But to Illyana's last comment Yuki had to nod. "Thank you."

"Perhaps not, but perhaps it could give us more information about them. I for one am curious about what they do when they're not telling us about some accident they probably caused." She gave a casual shrug and then rolled her shoulders into a sigh. "Perhaps they just spend their time having tea parties while we wonder how to get home." Though maybe that was a bit too cynical of her.

She lets out a weird little chuckle. "You are welcome."

The silver head shook and a sigh came out. "Sometimes it might seem tea parties would be better because we don't get enough information for when they do come to us with something. But I guess..whatever they do is what they do since this is their world."

But then he tried to slightly smile. "I'm going to get going then if everything's alright."

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