idolpro | Nemesis Heart

[It is evening when you step out into the main drag. Bright signs and twinkling lights vie for your attention to step into one of a million different shops and bars and clubs and grimy alleys. It's bustling with people--salarymen off for one last drink before heading home, college students just starting out the night, lion-headed and angel-winged demons taking a break from their near-constant TV watching, teens and tourists chattering in front of some of the more adult establishments, daring each other to enter.

However, something about it gives you a buzz of energy--maybe it's the way you got here; maybe it's just that you're out of the eye of the camera for once. Maybe it's that here in Liar Hell, there's an actual crowd to get lost in--here, you are not alone.

The street is lined with bars and shops; may as well check some out.]

[Uh, what happened to the amusement park?

Either way, he shoves his hands in his pockets and starts walking down the street, looking for anyone familiar in the crowd.]

[Should've gotten your hand stamped]

[For some reason the most eye-catching shop on the street is for flowers--it has hundreds, maybe thousands of blooms of every conceivable shape, size, and color. It seems to be bustling as well, with more Hell denizens than not walking around with flower crowns and boutonnieres and bouquets, like Hell American Prom's just gotten out. You may or may not remember that having been a thing, but hey,]

[A tall, leggy girl of indeterminate age cocks a dark eye at you from her spot leaned up against the wall in front of the displays. There's a guitar case strapped to her back, and her pink undercut is topped with a flower crown of white and yellow camellias. When she turns to give you a lazy, fangy grin, your insides feel a little goopy, like one of those lava cakes they sell at the pizza delivery.

"Never thought you'd be the type to say it with flowers."]

[All warm fuzzy feelings are ignored as his emotions malfunctioning. He barely even twitches.]

Only red camellia.

[And he raises an eyebrow]

. . .Do I know you?

[You do; it's--for a moment it's almost overlaid with a different name--Requiem; perhaps you recall the costume from your trip to Liar Hell, even if she hasn't got wings at present.

"Is that you being rude or did you actually forget me already? Sorry some of us actually been busy around here..."]

The answer to that is both.

Though I suppose I should count it a blessing that she thinks you're safe over here.

. . .

Have you seen Nemesis? Or have a key to her castle?

["Nice to see you, too." Her tone is flat, though not combatative.

...Still, she shifts, as if thinking on the fly.

"So, what's in it for me? I'm just supposed to be handing you over the key to my girl's chambers without even a fetch quest?"]

[Bless Requiem, honestly.]

What's in it for you?

Come with me unless soul rules dictate you can't leave this place.

[...........................................Hadn't expected that. And you can see the wheels turning in her head.

"...Okay. Let's do it. I'll give you this--" and she offers him a bundle of flowers, of all things, "--But I'll hold onto the key--don't want you ditching me at the gates or nothing--I can get that far myself.]

I'll do you one better.

[And he flips Harpy's knife toward her, hilt first.]

This may be a key. It may not be.

Either way, something to defend yourself with if we run into any nasties.

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Huh.

Is this what it's like...?

[ well... maybe she will look at what shops there are? it seems like an odd time to go drinking. ]

[For some reason the most eye-catching shop on the street is for flowers--it has hundreds, maybe thousands of blooms of every conceivable shape, size, and color. It seems to be bustling as well, with more Hell denizens than not walking around with flower crowns and boutonnieres and bouquets, like Hell American Prom's just gotten out. You may or may not remember that having been a thing in Liar Hell, but hey,]

...hm.

[ well, she never was in liar hell so it's a total mystery. maybe it's just like this.

she'll go look in the flower shop, though. maybe she can get nicer flowers for the dorm, who knows. or for someone to tell her what the deal is. ]

[Surely it couldn't have been much different. People seem in a good enough mood around here, anyway.

A tall, gray-skinned leggy girl of indeterminate age cocks a dark eye at you from her spot leaned up against the wall in front of the displays. There's a long, red axe strapped to her back, and a purple guitar, and her pink undercut is topped with a flower crown of white and yellow camellias. When she turns to give you a lazy, fangy grin, your insides feel a little goopy, like one of those lava cakes they sell at the pizza delivery.]

Date night?

Ah—

Requiem? Er—

...no, I'm by myself.

[She smiles back, pleasant]

["Even so. Self care is a real thing, ya know...not that Avantes seem all that good at it. You looking for anything in particular?"]

...ahaha.

Mostly just looking around, since—well, I don't really know the area, and it kind of caught my eye. What are you up to...?

["Oh, I'm always here. Don't usually get so many visitors, to be honest."]

Ah, really...? I'm a little surprised. But then again, I've never been here before. Do you know if there's something going on with all the flowers?

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[.... That is surprising. He'll grab anyone as they walk buy asking for someone by Nemesis' description.]

[For some reason the most eye-catching shop on the street is for flowers--it has hundreds, maybe thousands of blooms of every conceivable shape, size, and color. It seems to be bustling as well, with more Hell denizens than not walking around with flower crowns and boutonnieres and bouquets, like Hell American Prom's just gotten out. You may or may not remember that having been a thing in Liar Hell, but hey,

A lion-headed man goes on for a while about a signing and D.Va and asks some incredibly personal questions about your thoughts on various physical acts, but you don't get much actionable information from him.]

[Oh, can he get a flower crown? He would like that. He calmly declines the lion man and just glazes over a bit talking to D.Va, but trying to be polite. He'll look around for any non-obvious paths. An alley way or a place where one can slink off should they want to avoid a crowd.]

["Leaving already?"

[A tall, gray-skinned leggy girl of indeterminate age cocks a dark eye at you from her spot leaned up against the wall in front of the displays. There's a long, red axe strapped to her back, and a purple guitar, and her pink undercut is topped with a flower crown of white and yellow camellias. When she turns to give you a lazy, fangy grin, your insides feel a little goopy, like one of those lava cakes they sell at the pizza delivery.]

I would not have guessed.

I'm looking for Nemesis. Might you know where they are? I checked their dorm, but while pleasant, it seemed rather empty without her.

["Oh for sure, that place ain't much without my girl." Requiem nods, sagely. "You think a flower crown'd suit her, too?"]