2nd Floor (Seiji) > 3rd Floor (Empusa)
Seiji and Empusa crested the stairs to the second floor in a hurry, and the human boy released his contracted demon as he looked around. The small, central room that only contained a landing for the stairs had two exits, and each room's flooring beyond the threshold hinted its nature. He took a step towards the bathroom first, out of curiosity. He didn't like the idea of sharing a stall filled, gym-style shower with the other dudes...although, if this place had an onsen-style bath, that could lead to some interesting mixed-bathing scenarios...
@blackdragonBut before he entered, another demon came out of the other door. That room's hardwood flooring made Seiji think it was a den area of some kind, and yet the demoness stumbling out of it must have come from a kitchen...or maybe just a wine cellar. Seiji noticed the mouth on her stomach and gulped.
Note to self, be very careful if this one's a hugger too. The glutton awkwardly crashed into Empusa, her speech well and thoroughly slurred as she looked the blonde up and down with appreciative eyes. Empusa giggled, and patted Phagora's back gently--which prompted an enormous belch.
"Ah, there you are, Miss Gula! Found the Endless Fridge already, have we?"
"Well, hello, you- hic- two. If you have anything planned, I'd be happy to join you. The more the merrier, right?" The wine guzzling demon disengaged from Empusa and leaned against the wall. "If not, then could you please help me to my room? I... I haven't been able to find it yet."
"Uh...well, I'm assuming they've gotta be on the third floor, right?" Seiji jabbed a finger back at the staircase.
"Phagora, this is Seiji, my Contractor." Empusa gestured, and the human nervously waved. "Seiji-kun, I'll get her upstairs. You should try to meet some of the other
boys."
Was...was it just him, or did her face darken for that half-second?
"Oh uh, sure. While you're up there, find our rooms too, yeah?"
"Yes! I'll make sure our
room--" Singular. Oh boy. "--is nice and ready for our
first night here!" This time he had no question as to her expression. That wink and the way she licked her lips could only mean one thing. As the winged demoness helped the drunkard up the stairs, the Japanese youth sighed. He wandered into the room with hardwood floors, and immediately noticed the game consoles and TVs set up on each corner wall. He clapped his hands together as if in prayer, silent tears rolling down his cheeks.
But, what was that about an "endless fridge?" And that other demon had gotten plastered awful fast.
Moving around and between some of the others who were still lingering on this floor, he made his way to the kitchen and found two standing refrigerators. Raising an eyebrow, he opened one.
"What the FUCK?"
The white light silhouetted his body against something like that gun scene in the Matrix, only with food and drink. He felt a howling wind, like something from the top of Mt. Everest, whip past his blazer's collar. Slowly, he closed the door. He walked to the second fridge, and opened it as well. He didn't say anything this time, but instead put a hand to his ear and leaned into the vast frozen void. After a moment or two...
He closed the second fridge, and walked back to the first. He opened the door and reached for some...Milk. His hand came back out with a bottle of milk. And not the plastic, western style gallon jugs either, or even those weird Canadian bags he'd heard about. An actual bottle, with some cartoony cow mascot, just like you could buy at any convenience store in Japan. He put the milk back. Leaving the door of the first fridge open, milk in full view on the front of its infinite shelf, he went to the second door and opened it as well. He turned, watching the first fridge, as he shoved his arm into the second one all the way up to the shoulder.
He watched his own hand grab the milk from behind the shelf in the first fridge. Then he pulled it back through the second fridge. Walking to the middle of the two appliances, he slammed both of them shut at once.
He popped the top off and drank it down. With a satisfied sigh, he wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
"This place is WEIRD."
@blackdragonAs Empusa and Phagora made their way to the third floor, and passed through the stairwell into the side clearly labeled "Girl's Dorm," the blonde looked for the other humans she had seen carrying luggage for the demons. It figured that the pecking order would be established early. She felt smug that she had already prepared most of the things Seiji would need with her magic, rather than packing his actual belongings on Earth. Making copies of modern day materials was a little more detail-oriented and energy-intensive than making good old fashioned gutting steel, but not at all impossible. It made it quite easy to travel light, and stay prepared.
"Ah, here you are, Miss Gula!" She pointed to the first room they came across. It was labeled as a shared dorm, so it looked like Phagora would have a roommate. Two, actually. Empusa looked at the first name tag next to the gluttonous demoness's own. "...Wait, Ogdranich?" Even as she said the name, a static crackle seemed to invade her thoughtspace. She...could not remember any demons by that name, and yet somehow she felt she should know it. She frowned.
"THAT is a
girl?" She looked at Phagora to see if the other demon had any thoughts on the subject. Then Empusa looked at the second name tag, and an entirely new form of eldritch horror filled her heart.
[Shared Room 0: Phagora, Ogdranich, Empusa]
"No...No..." She let go of the other demon, allowing the poor drunk to hit the ground with an unceremonious thud. Empusa held her face in both hands, eyes wide as a high pitched, hysterical cry left her throat for
anyone nearby to hear. "THIS HAS TO BE A MISTAKE!"
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