[Arrival: Entrance Hall] [The Taishou wishes so dearly that he could say he's seen stranger things. Maybe he's just abnormally put off by the architecture, or the situation itself, but he can't say he's ever experienced anything quite like this.
Maybe it's the whole 'being alive' thing. Perhaps he simply can't wrap his head around that, when as far as he knew, he had been the only wielder of a sword with life-giving properties.
Perhaps not as surprising as he would expect, but neither sword had accompanied him on this journey. He's alright with it--those swords had a place.
For the moment, he busies himself with admiring the interior of the mansion. It's surely much more complex than any castle he may have seen at home. Even his former wife's home was not this lavish. One clawed hand settles against a marble pillar, gliding smoothly along the surface.]
Pity about the candles.
[Mirror: Why Should I Listen?] ((Responses to this prompt will come from supremeconquest, and this is a hypothetical operating under the assumption that the Inu no Taishou would have been here a little while.)) Why should he listen to this supposed Queen, the mirror wonders. She has given him no reason except allegedly "creating" him, and even that he doesn't buy. He's a greater demon, he has no reason to believe or accept her "rule."
So he breaks the rules, because he can, and stubbornly crosses into the Real world. It's probably jarring for his other self, but this Taishou is jealous, stubborn, and he has the power to back up his actions.
He's just going to perform a test, then go back. No harm done. The questions he wants answered are simple enough:
Can he passably emulate his other self?
And does he want to?
Either way, if he crosses anyone's path, the cunning look on his face melts away semi-convincingly, and he offers them a polite greeting along with an inclination of his head.
"Good afternoon," he says, the words slipping past his lips like so many lies, wrapped up and made to look pretty and tolerable. These people aren't worth his time.
The Inu no Taishou | InuYasha | OTA, will match style
[The Taishou wishes so dearly that he could say he's seen stranger things. Maybe he's just abnormally put off by the architecture, or the situation itself, but he can't say he's ever experienced anything quite like this.
Maybe it's the whole 'being alive' thing. Perhaps he simply can't wrap his head around that, when as far as he knew, he had been the only wielder of a sword with life-giving properties.
Perhaps not as surprising as he would expect, but neither sword had accompanied him on this journey. He's alright with it--those swords had a place.
For the moment, he busies himself with admiring the interior of the mansion. It's surely much more complex than any castle he may have seen at home. Even his former wife's home was not this lavish. One clawed hand settles against a marble pillar, gliding smoothly along the surface.]
Pity about the candles.
[Mirror: Why Should I Listen?]
((Responses to this prompt will come from
Why should he listen to this supposed Queen, the mirror wonders. She has given him no reason except allegedly "creating" him, and even that he doesn't buy. He's a greater demon, he has no reason to believe or accept her "rule."
So he breaks the rules, because he can, and stubbornly crosses into the Real world. It's probably jarring for his other self, but this Taishou is jealous, stubborn, and he has the power to back up his actions.
He's just going to perform a test, then go back. No harm done. The questions he wants answered are simple enough:
Can he passably emulate his other self?
And does he want to?
Either way, if he crosses anyone's path, the cunning look on his face melts away semi-convincingly, and he offers them a polite greeting along with an inclination of his head.
"Good afternoon," he says, the words slipping past his lips like so many lies, wrapped up and made to look pretty and tolerable. These people aren't worth his time.