#malicioussouls

In seemingly another day as usual, Josuke was returning home from school. “Okuyasu better not forget he still owes me money, I’ll have to gently remind him next time I see him” Josuke spoke softly to himself, when he started hearing voices seemingly trying to fill his head with depressing thoughts, he knew something was up.

“What the? Is that an enemy stand?” Josuke wondered as he walked in the direction the voices that were causing the voices to become stronger, until he ended up in some other space entirely. Whatever it was, it looked more like a painting than the town he was just in. “Whoa, what the Hell? Did a Stand do all this, or am I hallucinating?” Josuke asked himself in an elevated tone.

"I can see it." - Vanitas

@ mcsesofhope said:      �� from nibiiro…

Welcome to a world possessed by the grandeur things in life. A world that sparkles it’s gilded gold to hide the ugliness underneath it all. It is here, hidden somewhere, that we find one such instance of someone poking their nose in places it should probably never have been poked. 

It is that same instance that brings together a meeting that normally...Wouldn’t have happened. 

The Illuminati was a well hidden organization, yes. But a nose knows, and Lucifer was a rotting demon king. If not forth his magic, then by the smell of decay and death lingering. Given that Summer’s nose could scent magic, given it’s strong enough, it’d taken her a couple of months to discern where in the hell the airship had been. Even more, it took a happenstance refueling to follow the moving scent late at night, and worm her way through. 

But ah, the Illuminati were no fools. They were skilled in catching even the most sneaky of night-time assailants. Luckily, for the Chimera, they didn’t question too much about her appearance. Simply...Stuffed her in a room until she’d either break out, rot to death, or until they let her out. And, granted the area, it didn’t look like she’d get out of the room anytime soon. 

Brown ears swiveled every now and then, alert and, in the very rare position, completely upright on the top of her head. It was hard to hear anything, much less smell anything, in this specific room in general. 

I wonder if they’re clucking with their leader about what to do. This place reeks of demons of so many different elements that I’d swear Satan himself was here. 

The faint clack of rather ‘important sounding’ boots stepped with lighter feet. Slowly, but surely, growing louder and louder. The female moved herself away from the door...

Maybe if I just explain I was curious, they’ll let me out. This isn’t a normal military base-thingy. I don’t know what’s going on here...But that smell... Whomever it is, they’re powerful. How can I not check? There’s been so much excitement lately... 

Clicking her tongue, her eye glanced at the door. 

Nodding excitedly Violet pulled out two thousand yen before placing it onto the counter, her eyes staring into the older girl with excitement. “I’ll take whatever you think is best Onee-chan!” Hearing her stomach grumble again the girl let out an awkward laugh as she shook her head.