Crystallis Research Academy

[NecroPlant]

“One cannot truly understand death...."

“Until they have truly lived...."

Before the adventuring lot would find themselves in the bottom-most levels they would be greeted by a collection of smoke gathered in a single area and the shadow followed by chuckles of a man who sounded as if he had too much to drink. "Ooooooo ... Oh my. What do we have here? I can see why my company stopped funding this narcotic! Why its strong enough to tranquilize a family of giants...Whoops_ damn__ spilled some. Whats this now?! Oooo a classic. I don't recall ever reading this one. Just have to..." The sound of toppling boxes soon rang and smashing noises of wood also echoed. The smoke would later clear to reveal a tall asian man upside down reading smut whilst singing. "Build her up with silver and gold, silver and gold, silver and gold, build her up with silver and gold. My fair lady."

“A man that deafens himself...”

“Can never hear the sweet notes of songbird.”

 

[UkyoKuonji2004]

Winter walked onwards and then heard a random drunk nearby. She tried ignoring him. She had bigger fish to fry.  

[Thorgrim the Wise]

Plague stops her. "Wait Winter, this is supposed to be abandoned. Let us see who it is."  

[UkyoKuonji2004]

Winter growled at Plague again, then followed the sound in annoyance.  

[Thorgrim the Wise]

"Love you too deary." Plague grins and heads towards the noise.  

[UkyoKuonji2004]

Soon Winter had located the noise and stopped, watching the drunkard. She looked at Plague as if asking 'so what do we do with this guy?'  

[Thorgrim the Wise]

Plague looks ahead at the drunk. "Let's see what kind of person he is. Who knows, he might know the people who owned this place. And if we don't find a use for him I can always eat him." Plague grins evilly.

Plague thinks to Winter, "Sounds like a plan. Oh, do you think you can take him if things get violent?"  

[UkyoKuonji2004]

"Don't worry about me," Winter thought to the voice in her head.  

[Thorgrim the Wise]

"Alright then, I'll worry about myself, oh wait, sort of the same thing." Plague chuckles to himself.  

[NecroPlant]

“One cannot truly understand death...."

“Until they have truly lived...."

Upon being noticed Tseng dropped the smut. He blinked twice then smiled. "What do we haaaave here? Nobody should be being here. Unless... do you know about my operation?! Are you one of Nao's men?" The asian man leaned back then flung himself upward, almost to fall again. Dusting himself off he making a round about the two people examining them. Only turn away facing the other direction and giving a nod of disapproval. "Nope." Tseng would later reveal a crimson pipe that he began to smoke filling the room with the scent of drugs. Immediately the man began to sound cognoscente and spoke normally without a slurred accent. His voice almost ominous sounding. "So then. If I may ask. Since I've discerned your not a rival drug lord. What brings you here, the place where I would often get my most potent if not dangerous narcotics tested? Clearly not a place for tourists of any sort.

“A man that deafens himself...”

“Can never hear the sweet notes of songbird.”

 

[UkyoKuonji2004]

"We're just here looking for someone," Winter said.  

[Thorgrim the Wise]

Plague walks forward towards the man. His face innocent and silly. "What she means is, we were just taking a look. What with it being abandoned and all, I thought that perhaps I could use it." Plague motions to Winter. "This is my niece Autum. We are from a somewhat newer research and development company. Pleasure to meet you good sir." Plague gives the man an honest smile and extends his hand for a shake."

Plague thinks to Winter. "Don't say anything, just let him do the talking."  

[NecroPlant]

“One cannot truly understand death...."

“Until they have truly lived...."

Tseng produced an almost sinister smile. Then returned the handshake providing a hearty grip the pipe in his free hand near his face ready to inhale once more. Tseng would exhale in Plague's face then open a single eye to match his. "Lying is something business men such as myself are well affiliated with. Now... I'm not saying your dishonorable but should you be, I find your personage to be quite convincing enough to be believable." After the handshake Tseng moved back his smile immediately turning cheery. "Autumn is it? What a nice name. Typically associated with a slow demise. I picture a name more fitting would have been Spring if not that Summer."

“A man that deafens himself...”

“Can never hear the sweet notes of songbird.”

 

[UkyoKuonji2004]

Winter just glared at Plague. What kind of plan is that twisted freak dreaming up now?