∞ [voice] (note: retconned out of Luceti canon)

[chikaidestroyer]

Haha... Hahaha...


[ooc: Beware. Depending on his now unstable mood and your relation to him, Albert may summon something to attack you.]

Comments

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

It's so simple. Haha... So very simple.

I know where you are.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

I ... see.

[chikaidestroyer]

Hahaha... What will you do, Caesar?

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Only what I've sworn to do, should the need arise.

[chikaidestroyer]

You have sworn yourself upon a path of blood.

A path of corpses. A path of death.

A path of ashes.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

How ... fitting for a Silverberg, wouldn't you say?

[chikaidestroyer]

How fitting indeed.

Ashes. Will you taste ashes, Caesar?

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Not if I'm lucky.

[chikaidestroyer]

Luck runs out.

So does time.

Ashes, Caesar. Taste them.

[if you're lucky, Caesar, you'll start smelling smoke right about now]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

All things come to an end, sooner or later. I'm not the blaze of glory type myself.

I'd prefer a crab bowl, really.

[chikaidestroyer]

Hahaha...

Going down in a blaze of glory...

Glory. Pitiful.

[you can die slowly or quickly, Caesar! Fun times!]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

The demon...

The chaos bringer will engulf all.

[Hurry before the smoke fills the room completely!]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

He's not--

Don't do it, Al, damn you. Don't you dare.

[chikaidestroyer]

Hahaha...

[oh crap, he's looking for you D:]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[if he looks off to his far left, he might see a white-coated figure flanked by mirages]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Sorry, Caesar. If you look, you have a newly-appeared mirage waiting for you.]

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

[chikaidestroyer]

[For all his creepiness, Albert still has to walk to lessen the gap between them. He smirks behind a curtain of dark red hair.]

It's good to see you, Caesar. Do you like my army?

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

Uh ... yeah, sure. Al, don't wear yourself out, okay? This has to be a strain on you, and you're ... smart enough to that a summoner's hold over these things can be tenuous at best.

What was the fire all about, anyway?

[chikaidestroyer]

[And as you retreat, Caesar, Albert advances. Simple logic of war. Close in. Decimate.]

You seem to think I feel strain. Foolish.

[He does feel strain, but it wouldn't be very creepy if he said that, would it? From one of his pockets, he pulls out what looks like a long sheet of singed paper.]

You missed one.

[nowarstowin.livejournal.com]

I know you better than that, Al. Usually. Sometimes. Don't push it, okay? I don't want to see you hurt.



W-what do you mean?