GRADUATION: A PRELUDE

[idolpro]

[ Yasuragi returns to Tokyo in Spring. The winter snow has melted, and in the park the trees are blossoming, pale petals that whirl in the breeze. A branch trembles to bring a flurry across his vision, blocking his vision momentarily: instead he feels only the chill wind, and hears the crisp clear sound of a twig breaking underfoot. When the sakura are gone from his vision, he sees a tall man.

Asmodeus, in the shade of the trees, holds out a hand gloved in black leather to beckon for you to approach. ]

Comments

[deut32_35]

Correct. Those are my terms.

[sonof]

[ idly, just to see how far he can push his luck ]

What of the rest of my memories? And what difference does it make, to be a demon instead of as I am now?

[deut32_35]

Those?

Let's take care of that now.

[ He snaps his fingers and Yasuragi remembers. Everything that was lost, absent, is slotted back into place in his mind. ]

[sonof]

[ WELL OK GIVE HIM A MINUTE TO PROCESS SOME 27 YEARS OF MEMORIES ]

[sonof]

...

[ a little fuller-voiced, less muttery than he was just a moment ago ]

Well, then.

What were we talking about, again.

[deut32_35]

Being a demon. Would you prefer it now, or later?

[sonof]

Hard to have a preference when you haven't given me much idea of what to expect.

[deut32_35]

No preference, then? I'll decide.

Later, Ardashir.