[@PerseusArchean][@Ace of flames01]

The events leading up to this were quite shocking, to say the least. So much death and despair littered all around. That Zombie incident must have been a sign of things to come, because everything had gone to hell in a hand basket within a short amount of time.

When they were taken to Occus' realm, they found him bleeding and dying. His heart was apparently stolen in a literal sense. With no idea of where it could have been, Yuki had been a bit downcast. Occus' devoted face, on the other hand, had a plan, or at least an idea. Once again, Yuki watched as someone used a sort of sacrificial, although smaller in scale. He had opened a portal, and summoned another to the place.

Yet again, the presence of death made itself known, with another corpse. It seems that tragedy wished to rain down on those closely tied to Occus. Even those who were supposed to be dead. Strangeness must have wanted to play, as a dead goddess from the previous generation had appeared. They were given knowledge of where they needed to go, as well as knowledge of the dangers of that place. Still, if they were fast enough, they could save Occus.

Yuki knew of the club there. She and her sister had gone there a few times as a job. There was even a dancing tournament that Yuki took part in. She had to throw it, as she had no use for the prize, but she did meet some good people there.

In any case, she watched as Rhona showed her conviction, and smiled again. After she went through the portal, Yuki went up to Boreas and spoke her own words.

"[Color=fdc68a]Come on.[/color]" she said with a small, reassuring smile. "[Color=fdc68a]Let's go.[/color]"

With that, she hopped through the portal, and then opened the Club's doors.

[Center]Meanwhile...[/center]

[@rechonq][@Cuccoruler]

Claire had opened her mouth to respond to the misinterpretation of her sentinels' purpose, but Sheogorath had already begun addressing the next thing. Considering that the next thing was a response to her immediate situation, she was intent on listening, be it actual help or the ravings of a mysterious madperson.

When the daedric prince revealed that he would simply bring her to Cia, Claire almost grinned widely...then she remembered that this was Sheogorath that she was interacting with. His way of traveling was probably going to be random and- is that a rhino? That's a rhino. What should Claire have expected?

In any case, she teleported with Sheogorath to someplace where Cia was via Fake Rhino...somehow. When dealing with gods of madness and all kinds of crazy, it was best just to accept whatever as it was and move on. Even if that tactic didn't work all the time. When Claire looked, she found herself staring at a door.

"[color=f7941d]Oh...A door...Thanks, Cheesewheel.[/color]"

Claire's voice held a tone of faltered bewilderment, and a hint of idiotic expectation. Still, it was better than nothing, and she really was thankful for Sheogorath's help. She wouldn't vocally admit this, as her grudge still held true, but she did give him her version of bowing out of respect: a nod of her head.

She opened the door, and was met with a grand expanse of nothingness and more doors...scratch that. There was something else. There was a shining light in the distance. With any luck this light would be a clue to where Claire could find Cia. If Fortunate was still around, she must have blessed with some sort of luck, for when the Music Goddess got closer to the light source, she found that it was emanating from the deity she was looking for.

When she got closer, however, she was met with several deities surrounded by several corpses.

"[color=f7941d]Woah...I'm glad I missed this party. Sup?[/color]"

Claire would give them a moment to recover from...whatever it was they just went through, before saying anything.