[h3]Emilio[/h3]


[b]"I see."[/b] He placed his hand under his chin in a ponderous pose and listened to Fukuchi.

[b]"Return home huh? This place seems fun. why leave?" [/b]Emilio shrugged and held out one of his hands with the palm facing the ceiling as he did.

[b]"Let's go then shall we? To the others..." [/b]He was eager to move. Lingering too long in this building made him remember the room that Wong had prepared for him. He prefered to be outside on missions.



[h3]Alberich[/h3]

Narrowing his eyes slightly he sighted the bowl on top of a small dresser in the room. It had a couple of fruits in it, some apples, pear and bananas. He pondered for a moment and remembered how many figures in old stories ended up being poisoned by fruit, most commonly the apple. With this in the back of his head he chose the pear.

Alberich took a bite out of it to still the hunger. It annoyed him. He had other things to do than eat. But right now he knew that he had to. He sighed and his armorparts began to dismantle and fly off him, assembling themselves in a statue-esque form on the floor, and from nowhere his sword would pop up and attach itself to it aswell.

The return of his sword caused Alberich to smirk.[i] Those fools have underestimate me. Alberich. Now how to solve matters here?[/i] He threw away the remaining part of the pear into a trashcan.


How many have truly been called to this place? There was himself and the four others. Then there was some other person the winged guy talked about. [i]A teleporting guy? There was also someone speaking with the... chibi.[/i] Alberich furrowed his eyebrows and frowned.

Perhaps one of the remaining ones would be more likely to work alongside him. The plan was still ofcourse to return to Asgard if possible, but if that was not a possibility then doing the best of the situation would have to do. He stretched his arms abit.[b] "Hm?" [/b]Alberich sniffed himself. [b]"What's this? I reek." [/b]He stood surprised for a moment.

Alberich now when he thought about it he had never ever had any of his senses this strong for either taste or scent. Pondering on it he decided that it was best to go for a bath. Had he ever bathed before? The thought came to him as a face-slap. He couldn't remember when last he bathed.

He opened a couple of dresser boxes and found a towel and some plain clothes. What looked like a white t-shirt and some blue jeans, alongside other clothing items. Alberich explored the place further and found the bathroom which had a shower.

He wrinkled his nose and looked it over. It would have to do. It was not a bath tub or a spring in Asgard. Then he proceeded to undress and got into the shower and began to wash himself. [i]Those clothes will serve to draw attention away from me. The people seems to have easy access to knowledge about all of us. If I somehow could gain access to information about the others, I could twist them to do my bidding.

Perhaps confronting them with their own hypocracies?[/i] He smirked.



[h3]Menomaru[/h3]

The heavily armored woman had elbowed him. He felt the impact and gasped, but it was not a fatal blow. The girl was indeed hotheaded. Having listened to Nanoha talking, Menomaru realized what he has to do. They all had to disappear. In order for all memories to vanish. All the humans of this world have to die. Then the worlds of these others will also go under.

It wasn't about self-preservation or ruling anymore. It was revenge. It was personal. They would not stop him. He'll accept their foolish terms and break them when he has the moment. Take as many humans down as possible. Perhaps keep a few alive as repellant against this girl. This Mordred.

She won't be able to use her sword too well amidst all these humans. Menomaru looked up from his position at the floor which he sat.
A murderous lust brewing inside of him. If the people of this world somehow came to learn of their existance at a larger scale it would spread panic.

Oh and these humans are prone to make foolish decisions when they are afraid. If he could somehow find an announcement platform where he could make his existance known to the world then it would trigger a massive war for certain.

The more he pondered on the idea of everyone getting what they so rightly deserved, in his opinion, the more he had an urge to laugh.
But for now he have to play it cool. [b]"Fine. I shall go along with your play. Not like I have any other choice anyways."

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He threw a glance to the side towards Mordred. [i]I am a great demon. They dare to put me on the same level as themselves. I'll show them.
[/i]With new feeling of purpose he slowly rose to his feet.