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[Arrival is just confusing for Cole. He doesn't like being moved without his permission and he doesn't know where this place is either.

He doesn't panic, exactly, but he does start trying to feel out the space, if he can get out and move, or if he's trapped.

The door with his name is mostly ignored, for the simple reason that he's illiterate.]

Edited 2015-03-30 02:28 (UTC)

[Guess who is the happiest ever to see you, Cole? Spoilers it's the Inquisitor you barely know! When she finds him she smiles broadly and goes straight to him, ducking her head a little to see under the wide brim of his hat.]

I was hoping you'd end up here. How are you, Cole?

[Helpfully, Cole ducks his head when she does, hiding himself a bit more behind the hat.]

I'm still not hurt. It's less quiet here, but it's still too quiet.

[He rocks back and forth on his feet, plucking at some loose threads on his hand wraps.]

It's small. But it's not a cell. I don't know where to go or what to do.

Well, how about I show you where the kitchen is? Each time someone new shows up, the people in charge of this operation send something called pudding for us to eat. You might like it if you tried it.

[Cole's nose wrinkles at the mention of food. He's sipped water a few times, but actually eating something doesn't sound appealing to this little spirit yet.]

Blech. I don't eat. Or sleep. Did your Cole do those things?

[Crowley's got used to the fanfare of a new arrival, and always comes to investigate. You never know if they got someone interesting. He takes one look at Cole and freezes. He pale hair and skin, the drawn in eyes. Shit.

Pollution in of himself isn't that much of a problem, but where there is one, the other three usually follow and they are a lot less fun to handle. He isn't ready for this crap to start up again.

It takes another moment to realise that...no. This kid isn't human, but he isn't a Horseperson, either. Curious. Crowley steps a little closer, squinting behind his shades. ]

Well. This is new.

[ well, if this isn't a straight-up nightmare. part of him wonders if this is some weird initiation ritual, or if he's been kidnapped by... aliens or something, but who would bother?

okay, yes, he's definitely alarmed, but he's equal parts completely baffled. also the bag over his head is really stuffy and it's making breathing weirdly inconvenient. ]

Okay, ha ha, funny joke, how about you do me a favor and untie me now, please?

[ omg he's living on a spaceship and this is the weirdest thing that's happened to him this month. ]

[Crowley has set up his 'interrogation area' by his control pannel. It took a little reality bending, but he's happy with the result. Tadashi is tied to a chair, bag on his head, a single lightbulb swinging from thin air on the otherwise darkened area of the ship.

He saw it on TV once, He's pretty sure the lightbulb is important. He takes a considerate moment, and then imputs a few commands onto his console cabinet. It begins to play a certain song. Just right.]

All in due time.

[He needs Allen here first. Just gonna send him a message. Tadashi is here, let's chat! :) ]

Edited 2015-03-30 23:18 (UTC)

[He's just... he's just so cute and she's just so fond of him.]

He's given it a few tries, but I don't think he's quite used to it yet. But human bodies need food and rest, Cole, we don't want you getting sick.

[ what.

oh my god no.

he begins attempting to sort of. just. shake the bag off of his head, or to just drag his arms out of the bindings, because holy shit this suddenly got a thousand times more frightening. ]

Are you insane? Look, dude, this stopped being funny a long time ago.

[ ha... ha.... that's actual panic creeping into his voice. ahhh he wants to threaten... this dude... in case he's, you know, gone after hiro or something, but he doesn't want to give him any ideas, In Case of Actual Psychopath. ]

[Crowley, you are so banned from movie night for the next while.]

[BUT Allen is still oblivious to what a nutjob his uncle could be- so when he gets the message he just answers with a simple "Already? Well, alright. I'm on my way."]

[And he's heading on his way! But for now, Tadashi has a bit more time to deal with this...concerned relative.]

[Cole feels the hostility, maybe not the right word, wariness? Whatever it is directed at him, he can feel it and it makes him take a step back and then teleport back another step in a curl of black green smoke.]

Yes. It is. Unwinding, uncurling, unspooling worry that coils, catches, curious and cautious. You don't feel like most people. You almost feel like a mage, but you're not.

I'm not human.

[Just in case she's forgotten that. He wears a human shape, but he's not a human.]

I'm not mortal at all. I'm a spirit. Mostly. My inside is mostly spirit, but my outside is a person.

[Crowley doesn't pay attention to the panic. It might be a trick after all. ]

Do I sound like I'm laughing? Anyway, we just have to wait for my associate. Sit back, relax, enjoy the music.

Associate?

[ okay yeah he's gonna strain against the rope here again, trying to figure out if there's any sort of weakness in the knots at all. probably not, but you can't blame a boy for trying. ]

Look-

[ his voice drops and bless him, he's really trying not to show how seriously he's actually starting to freak out... ]

Did you take anyone else? Or is it just me?

[ yeah that sounded sufficiently demanding at least. he hopes. look he just wants to make sure hiro and honey are okay. :( ]

[Crowley raises an eyebrow, before folding his arms, leaning on the wall of the ship. He never likes it when people get in his head. Hell did it all the time, and he always found it deeply unsettling.]

No, I'm a demon. What about you? You're not human.

[Hmm, concern for other people. That's...a start. Of course, Guts could show concern for the few people he accepted into his teeny tiny social circle and look how that ended out. In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter much.]

We only want to talk to you. Specifically.

[ some of the tension drains from his shoulders as tadashi manages a half-grunt of acknowledgment, giving his arm another hard jerk at the same time. ow. nope, that's not budging. okay, well, at least the others are alright. ]

Okay, look. I can almost promise you that you've got the wrong person. [ because he is pretty much the least exciting person he can think of. yeah, the concern is still there, but irritation is edging back into his tone, too, when he adds: ] Not that this is the way to talk to anyone.

[Cole looks panicked and teleports across the room, reaching behind him for weapons he doesn't have.]

No, no no no, not demons, you should be in the Fade, not here, here isn't good for you!

[He reaches out again, but for all that Crowley says he's a demon, he doesn't feel like one. There's no overwhelming emotion, Cole can't see what he is.]

You're... are you a demon like I was? Drawn too tight, taut, tangled, tripping over the world.

Hmmm, but it worked so well in that movie. And I haven't cut your ear off or anything. BIt excessive, all that, if you ask me.

[Wait, no, he's going off on a tangent. ]

Anyway. You are Tadashi, right? Pretty sure I got the right one.

[Luckily Crowley is used to people freaking out about the demon news. ]

I'm not the kind who actually goes about slaughtering people before you-

[No wait.]

You were a demon?

[Annnndd now here comes the sound of footsteps as that "associate" heads to the comm area of the ship]

Hey sorry for the wait, I tried to get here as fast as I coul-

[-AND THEN THE FOOTSTEPS STOP DEAD WHEN HE'S CLOSE ENOUGH TO SEE WHAT'S GOING ON]

Oh my God-

[And now comes the VERY SHRILL AND ANGRY TONE]

CROWLEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?

[ hahaha tadashi nearly knocks his own chair over. who the hell is crowley and why is - okay god at least he knows that voice. ]

Allen? Get out of here, go get help, this guy is insane!

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