[center][h2][color=662d91]Death/Jaquelin/Jack[/color][/h2][/center]

Death didn't react when Jarvis charged her and threw the lacrima at her feet. She had just enough time to hear Rose speak before she found herself in the alternate dimension inside the prison lacrima. Now she had to break out and show that upstart woman her place. Prison lacrima where no different then any other holding cell, just more magical in nature and tougher to break out of. But it was possible to break out, given you could figure out how. And she had plenty of experience in breaking out of this kind of prison.

Outside, Jarvis would only be able to gloat over his victory for about three minutes before the lacrima shattered and there was another flash of light.
"[color=662d91]You should know better then to call us by that name, Roseletta Yashia[/color]." Death said as she reappeared in the spot she had vanished from. Her tone was still calm but there was a bit of a bite to it this time, letting her anger be known." [color=662d91]Our name is JACK. Not Jaquelin.[/color]"

Death raised her hand to her mask and gently removed it. The mask must've been magical, as the moment it left her face, it looked like a plain of glass shattered around her. She grew a few inches shorter and her black hair turned to a silvery white color. Her black dress, which would've proved hard to move in, became simpler, slightly more revealing, and looked much less restrictive. Her face would've been considered beautiful by many but that was probably the last thing on Jamie, Jarvis, James, and Rose's minds right now. Her eyes moved over each of them, studying them like an animal sizing up their prey. All around the room, an inch of mist began forming, obscuring the floor.
"[color=662d91]Which one of you wants to die first[/color]?"

[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Joshua Tamashii[/color][/h2][/center]

"[color=ed1c24]Well, seems like we'll both be getting lost then. I'm a foreigner, I know this land about as well as I know you. Doesn't the accent tell you that[/color]?" Joshua said, acknowledging that he knew full well he had said accent, a mix of a far northern and far eastern one." [color=ed1c24]I don't even have a grasp of your everyday customs. For all I know, the customs I saw in Edolas might be completely different from here. For all I know, sudden trips to Edolas might be almost more common then I think. Just rather unexpected[/color]."