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Male, 31 years old. (So I'm practically dead, as we speak.)

Likes (other than writing and roleplaying): I'm into all genres of music. I love to cook. I love the outdoors, and walking through the park near my house. (Yes, really.) I read a lot of thriller/mystery novels. And I usually watch seasonal anime. (Or cooking shows. Because Western Media provides even fewer things that are worth watching.)

But as for my many other neglected hobbies, I've played basically every sport. (Soccer and Bowling being my favorite of the bunch.) And I'm trying to play more video games. (Going through my never-ending Steam library.) Plus, I've dabbled in making electronic & metal music, and I used to play a number of instruments. (Guitar, French Horn, etc.)

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I do have a direction, but I tend to let things flow fairly easily. It's a bit late. But tomorrow, I'll offer you some options and maybe some extra background information. (I'll edit this and give you some details and potential paths.)

Edit: Alright, so there's several paths that can be taken. But first, if it hasn't been made obvious, Raargorgathan is hiding pertinent information from the two characters.

Also, for something he's flying all by himself, the internal ship seems large for the sole purpose of solo-travel. Enough for plenty of other ships to be docked and bedrooms for others.) It also seems to have boundless supplies. He hasn't mentioned any kind of crew. So what exactly was he doing, before they crashed into each other?

Assuming the robot will follow him back into the ship. He'll go back into the control room and strap her in, allowing her to analyze a fuel container that will a the complicated mix of ingredients. Something that might be unrecognizable. Afterward he'll seem to be getting a little tired and yawn, likely insisting that Bri goes to a room and wait for Ali to wake up. As he planned to get some rest himself, as he hadn't slept in quite some time now. Then they can discuss other matters and plan for prolonged survival. (And I can edit my original post with that information, so you'll have added context.)

Bri (and/or Ali) can proceed in these ways.
1. Continue to follow Raargorgathan's requests unquestioningly.
2. Confront and question him about their surroundings.
3. Actively try to leave and figure out what's causing the phenomenon on their own.
4. Stay aboard to explore the ship. (And/or) further inspect all of his supplies.

(And I promise each should lead to something different and interesting. I hope. :3)
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Banned for reasons. Very crucial, unspecified reasons.
Just let me know if there's any brainstorming that we need to do.
Raargorgathan nodded. “Very good. Beds will be to your right, I’ll be sure to alert you if I discover something.” Swaying the corresponding wing toward the ship as he observed her heading back inside. Eventually walking through the same hallway that Ali had originally entered, the strange walls opened up on the starboard side and provided a pathway to a series of doors that each lead to equally small bedrooms. Seeing that a bed large enough for her body was the only amenity in the room, but it was warm and quiet, a suitable space for getting some rest. He faced Bri as it begun making its request, his eyes blinked and shifted to the corner, seemingly pausing to consider his answer. With the blessing of a little insight, one might guess it wouldn’t be a simple yes or no reply.

“Come with me to my control room. I’ll give you a detailed transcript of my fuel source.” He answered in a serious tone before letting out a few chuckles. “But it’s a mixture of so many things, that I wouldn’t be able to replicate it, or tell you how it functions. But the knowledge alone should satisfy you yes?” Then he turned his back to her and crossed his arms. “I’m afraid I won’t permit you to make unnecessary modifications to my vessel. But you probably don’t sleep, correct? So if you wanted to, we could explore the surface together. But I must warn you that it will likely be dreadfully boring...” He glanced over his shoulder and headed up the ramp with a bit of haste. “Let’s not dawdle any further...”

Cut off by the same drastic change of light occurring instantly, enveloping their surroundings in total darkness and staying that way. His response was quick. “Get in.”
Suddenly answered by the noise of their living room television vibrating through her bedroom walls. A familiar news broadcast, with the overly enthusiastic hosts that was turned on every morning to wake them from their grogginess. But when she eventually ventured outside to check, she’d find herself alone with all the lights off. A peek out the window would confirm that there were no cars in the parking lot, and a thick layer of fog shields her sight from the rest of the world. Yet the loudness wouldn’t hurt her ears no matter how close she was to the screen, as everyone of her senses had sharpened into clarity. She should’ve felt it crawling atop her skin and from deep within her bones. Power — with an equally strong moral obligation to fight the horrors that faced her that fateful night. She just wasn’t the same person after what happened yesterday and today wouldn’t be any easier.

Reports on the spreading of rumors about demons online and the disturbing imagery getting shared among websites. A small group of cultist protests that erupted in violence. Cults that worship them and expect them to bring Japan to an end. Claims on monster sightings and speculation that they’re tied to similar conspiracies that are certainly fake — or so they say. Soon to be informed on her school being temporarily shutdown for a police investigation for an undisclosed amount of time. The only other information given by the authorities was that bodies were found and that they’re taken matters very seriously. But that would be met by a nearly instinctive cynicism in the back of her mind, could they solve anything if they didn’t even understand the problem? A man blind to the light can't kill the shadows.

Whether she remembered and acted upon his appeal or not. A brightness flashed into the living room and Eshu appeared, though the splendor of it was admittedly lessened as she saw him quickly shutting the window that he entered from. Despite approaching Mika by floating barely above her head and holding that lantern stick, the creature seemed oddly ordinary. Perhaps they had formed a connection of sorts, or maybe it was in comparison to everything else. The dull glimmer of his sad eyes expressed the same emotions she had. The way his stare peered into her soul would have sent chills down her spine, if he hadn’t immediately began to shine, showing a smile that comforted her heart before words had escaped his mouth. “Your friend is okay. Her parents were notified by the hospital. And if you wished to speak to her, I've gotten her room number as well.”

The cellphone hadn’t been charged, but a home phone was still in the kitchen that she could use. Finally obtaining some needed closure, that she had made a difference for the positive and saved Kiyoko from danger. The possible question of what comes next would be addressed before it was asked, shaking his head slightly as he spoke in a hurried manner. “Don’t worry about the demons right now and please excuse me, there’s somebody I must meet...”

And with those parting words, Eshu left the way he came in. Hopefully she'd enjoy a private conversation or at least a chance to contemplate. He didn't want to leave her so abruptly, but he couldn't afford being late with so little time remaining...
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