Back to silence... again. (Open)

[Omio]

((Only got like... 10 minutes.))

After seeing the statues of David and Isabelle, and getting used to the fact that he had 1 less reserve source, Omio had hovered to the library of the citadel, forgetting to close the door. He was searching. For what? Just something to relieve his boredom. He found the perfect thing, too - a necromicon. He hadn't seen one of these in years - mostly because in the human city, these were prohidited.

Inside the covers was knowledge that could corrupt many who are weak in spirit. But when used, the knowledge was a strong tool. Obvious to us, Omio pulled it out telekinetically, and opened it in front of him. It went into depth about the former uses of some spells and some of the old forms demons took - as well as some magic fudamentals for the darker types of magic.

He had left the door open by accident on his way in, but remembered it now. He closed it, and resumed. Now he had something else to rely on for a bit - until he found it useless again and put it back - his boredom would be fufilled for now.

((O.o Longer than I thought.))

_{EDIT: Had to change a detail.}

[bara]

Bara walked ny the lybrary to see Omio and then stopped her melancholy singing down the halls. she looked for a moment, and icided to intrude, just for the fake that the singing was probobly the most sad and depressing thing in then intier citadel.

" you are Omio?" asked Bara, her cold sharp voice echoed from the hall as she walked into the room. the crystals seemed to sparkle in her entrance. " have you been here long?" she asked in the same, nearly mono-toned voice. she sat down in a chair. her crimson red eyes showed no form of emotion.

[Omio]

((You didn't quite read my post right, but whatever, I'll mod it.))

Omio didn't expect a person to wander into the library while he was inside. "Indeed, you do have my name right." He was still turned away from Bara, his hair still like a mop, and his black robe was blacker than the midnight sky on December 21^st. However, it looked like he was actually standing instead of hovering. With the next question of 'Have you been here long?' that sounded to him like a question of whether or not he was authority. "The term 'long' is relative, and it may be influenced upon others' opinions. But, at hence, I have been here for some time." He actually turned himself around to look at who he was talking to, breaking the illusion of standing. The mere taciturn look in Bara's eyes said more than expected. The fact her eyes were red just made things look awesome in conception. He used a darker tone of that colour to create a thin mist around them, making things just slightly trickier to see. It made the room a bit more... shall I say... enigmatic in feel. "Worry not, I work no magic to harm. I have the potential and possible authority to do so, however, I lack reason - so acting with such malicious magic would indeed prove useless and pointless... Unless you wish to be harmed or manipulated in some way...?" For the record, this was his first attempt at humor. He was showing a somewhat faint smile - obvious, yes - but not that great in size.

"I've been too close to royalty before coming here, so forgive my somewhat incoherent speech."

[bara]

(( lol, sorry. i was being rushed becasue i was getting ready for school ))


Bara smiled slightly at his joke. she at least understoad him. the miasma feel in the red void seemed to feel comferting to her. she took off her broach and looked at it, before putting back. " im guessing this is your first incounter with a half-breed?" she said with her silent but clearly bell toned voice. her question echoed around the room, like the ring of shimes along an ice bed. she then look up at him, with her crimson eyes, as they shown briliantly threw the miasma.

" have you been here long enough to know who elseis here?" she added slightly after.

[Omio]

Omio's reply was prompt. Not to mention that he managed to get his tongue the right direction after listening again.
"While few I've seen, many there are. I can feel their presence."
He began to play around with the mist, illuminating parts, darkening others, and thickening and thinning out yet other parts. His mind went a different direction, and so did his talking.
"Enough royal talk. I should show you around here. You wandered in here out of curiousity, and I should relieve you of that." He lowered his legs to stand. He needed some form of physical exercise sometime in the day; why not now? The mist compacted around his feet, making it look really cool in ways. He opened the door telekinetically, and began to walk, putting the Necromicon under his arm.

[bara]

Bara smiled and stood up. her smile was as if kissed by the light of angels. she obviously had a good smile, she just didn't have the personality to match her face.

" that would be lovely" she said, in her bell toned voice, as it echoed through the room. " shall we be going?" she said as she then started to walk forward to follow him.

[Omio]

A question stating nearly the obvious. Quite a way to demote your intellectual image to someone else. Omio paused for a second remembering something; he didn't know which way to go. "Then, allow me to ask... What, of this world, do you like most?" - the answer of this generated a direction, visiting the named items last if possible - to make the weary parts enjoyable.

Omio had a way with some things - Don't ask how, but he just... made everything a bit more enjoyable in a bad time, be the awful-ness slight or abhorrent¹.


¹ - Abhorrent means a large quantity, in a bad sense.

[bara]

Bara smiled " it is of my names origin... the rose" she said in a slightly melancholy tone. she thought about a rose she ues to grow in the chapel she grew up in until someone took a pair of shears to it and she found it stabbed through with a nail into her bedroom door. she then thoght her awnser to be foolish, but tried very hard not to show her regret in her words. posetions only lead to memeries that some don't want anymore

[Omio]

((Heads, Dialogue by the loads.))
"'Roses' you say? The more floral section is to the north. However, I'm going to visit that area last so weariness is met with comfort. To begin, we wander eastward - but sadly, that would result in smacking into the opposite wall if we did that here and now - so we must go south a few metres first." And Omio, acting as a leading man, turned right. (east is forward, hence the "opposite wall" reference.) He began to walk down the hallway, opening the Necromicon fron under his arm and putting the open book in front of him via levitation. The red fog from earlier was leaving a somewhat small trail - roughly 5 feet or so. "Follow as you will."

[bara]

Bara smiled and followed, she entered where the red mist generated and found herself in a big room. in which, she found had no purpose to. she shut the door and looked back, at Omio, confused. " um...what's in there?" she said as she was strangly at loss of words.

[Omio]

"This is the armory. Weapons of many sorts can be found here." Though you can't find your greatest one here - the mind. "And many dislike this area. Mostly because they'd rather not be reminded about the world below, with the weapons reminding them of society all too much." He resumed his course, not really giving Bara too much mind at the moment. He went straight, then after a while, turned right. "And the next door, if I remember, is a time-distorted room. I'd recommend against going in there unless you're quite aged."