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[of_order]

Who: Lord Death (of_order) & Everyone
What: Recent incidents have totally screwed up one of his powers.
When: During the beginning of the recent event.
Where: EVERYWHERE. The entire ship. Your bathroom.
Warnings: None, except perhaps second hand embarrassment.

[ Being an ancient, primordial horror made manifest, the Grim Reaper needless to say has some odd powers. He was not aware of the goings-on regarding the loss or trading of powers going on until he attempts to make use of one of his more convenient but pretty mundane powers:

Traveling between mirrors.

It makes getting to and from places a lot easier! He just needs to find a mirror, pop into it, and come out in a mirror at or near his destination. Much more efficient than traveling through hallways and elevators and whatnot. Now, that is not the power that has been suppressed by recent time-space shenanigans.

No, what has been suppressed is-- ]

Kyaaa! What the Hell?! OUT, OUT, OUT!! What is this?!

[ --ahem.

What has been suppressed is his ability to navigate the bizarre non-Euclidean dimension connecting the mirrors. As evidenced by the screaming woman in the women's locker room freaking out at the sight of the Grim Reaper popping out of a mirror. He immediately re-enters the mirror, attempting to strike the bizarre event from his mind.

Which proves to be a bit difficult as he continues to pop out of the wrong mirror again and again and again throughout the ship. He really should give up and walk, but. Well. He is considerably stubborn.

So, whether you are in your room, in the bathroom, in a store, looking at your reflection in a steamed up window, or anything else that can double as a mirror, you may very well have an enormous black figure of indeterminate shape with a big skull mask popping out to say hello. ]

Comments

[yamaxanadu]

[Eiki was just about to consult her personal mirror, known as the Cleansed Crystal Mirror, when a strange skeletal face seemed to manifest in it, and someone seemed to be emerging. She was pretty sure that shouldn't be happening, though the appearance of Death did not seem to trouble her in the slightest.]

Is there something I may help you with? Because if you don't mind I would rather not have unexpected people come out of my mirror.

[of_order]

[ Just.

One long pause. And a stare. ]

I must have taken a wrong turn.

[yamaxanadu]

I see. Is there a reason you're using mirrors to travel?

[of_order]

Is there a reason others use buses?

[yamaxanadu]

Other than being a method of travel designed as such? It just seems a little... intrusive to use a mirror.

[of_order]

[ He seems a little ashamed at that. ]

Yes, well--I normally know where I am going! And which ones are intrusive.

[yamaxanadu]

I suppose that makes it a bit better, it must be troubling to have such a set back right now.

My name is Eiki by the way, since it seems appropriate to make introductions at this point.

[of_order]

Of course, of course! Good idea, yeah, yes! I am Death. It's a pleasure to meet you!

[yamaxanadu]

Death? By any chance are you a personification of death?

[happiestberry]

[ Miwako was playing around the fountain in the shopping district. She didn't really have much to do that day so she was just finding little things to do to occupy her time. She was balancing on the edge without a care in the world. Boy it would sure stink of something came out of nowhere, but that's silly. What could possibly do that, right? ]

[of_order]

[ SPLOOSH.

Water?! Dang, his navigation is even more screwy than he thought. Next thing he knows, he is going to pop out of the side of a car someone just waxed... ]

Nope, nope, still not right. Maybe I took a wrong turn at the five dimensional mobius....

[ He seems a bit oblivious to the enormous splash he has just made or the presence of anyone around him.

Darn, all the ripples he just made ruined any reflection! There is no way he can use the water as mirror now. ]

Grr.

[happiestberry]

[ !?! WHAT WAS THAT?! ]

[ The noise completely startled her causing her to lose her balace. As hard as she could try, she couldn't keep herself up and came crashing into the water next to him. ]

[of_order]

[ HE LOOKS DOWN AT HER AND

throws up the horns. ]

Sup!

[happiestberry]

H-HO-HOW DID YOU JUST DO THAT?!

[of_order]

I put up my two fingers like this--

--and put my others down like that.

[ Still throwing up the horns. That...That is what she is impressed by, right? ]

[happiestberry]

Th-that is very nice, but it's not what I meant!

[deconflagration]

[ Be careful with this one. He's in his apartment in 6-1a, wiping down the mirror in his bathroom. IT GETS DIRTY SOMETIMES. A boring job, for him anyway. It's okay. Some Windex spray or whatever's not gonna hurt. Right?!

When Death pops out, he screams appropriately and scrambles backward so fast his back slams into the wall. Stupid tiny bathroom.

There are things coming out of the mirror. There are things coming out of the mirror therearethingscomingoutofthemirror. What if his sister's not crazy? What if he put her in the mental institution because what he thought was her hallucinating was really THINGS COMING OUT MIRRORS. No, he will not humor the idea of his mom being stuck inside a mirror. ]

Sorry, I—

[ Wait, why is he apologizing? Anyone would be unsettled by that, right? THE GUY JUST POPPED HIS HEAD OUT OF THE MIRROR. In his own bathroom. If he's apologizing for that, this place has mellowed him out a little too much. ]

—what do you think you're doing?!

[of_order]

[ Stare.

He looks around.

Then up.

Then at Zuko. He seems to ponder the current circumstance for some time, perhaps attempting to muster an answer to Zuko's question that would make sense and explain away this awkward situat-- ]

Sup!

[ Or not. ]

[deconflagration]

[ His short fuse ignited. He just doesn't take well to people popping out of his bathroom mirror. You know. Insane levels of paranoia and all that. ]

DON'T ACT SO CASUAL!

[ Echo, echo, echo. Acoustics in this tiny bathroom are great! ]

What are you doing in my mirror?! How did you even—

[of_order]

I was trying to get around. Actually! This may work out.

Got any tea?

[deconflagration]

[ That makes absolutely no sense to him. ]

What reason could I possibly have for keeping tea in my bathroom?!

[of_order]

[ look he doesn't keep track of what you mortals do in your bathrooms ]

For emergencies exactly like this.

[deconflagration]

[ Well that's... comforting.... ]

This isn't an emergency. This is—

[ ...well, he doesn't know what it is. But it's definitely not an emergency. ]

—just—

[ Giving up, he hangs his head and points at the door. ]

...There's a fresh pot of tea in the kitchen.

[ Anything to get Death out of his bathroom. ]

[of_order]

Thank you, thank you~!

[ Just gonna BUST INTO YOUR APARTMENT like a boss, zuko. Keeping him from doing things like this is what his son and death scythes are for, but the former is clueless and the latter are absent.

So just getting right into your kitchen and making himself at home. ]

[deconflagration]

[ Zuko spares a moment to offer the mirror a glare before stomping out after him. It's not that he doesn't trust Death, but... yeah. This whole situation is weird. ]

Don't mind me, just make yourself right at home.

[ Slight sarcastic edge to his voice. BUT REALLY YOU DON'T JUST BARGE INTO PEOPLE'S HOMES LIKE THIS. ]

[androphobias]

[ Mahiru happens to be taking a break at work when she decides to go wash her face, wake herself up a little-- preparing to move is hard, more on her nerves than on anything else. Living with her boyfriend! She can't believe they're actually going to do this. She's been so excited she's been getting very little sleep lately, which isn't good-- when they'll actually be moved in, they'll sleep in the same room, in the same bunk bed, and she's pretty sure she won't be able to simply fall asleep with her boyfriend so close...

She's busy blushing and daydreaming when she notices a black shadow in the mirror, and the more she stares the closer it seems to get-- and before she knows it (and against common sense) she's throwing a punch right in the direction of it. ]

[of_order]

[ Ok, the third--er, fourth? five?--whatever-th time is the charm! Time just bound out of this mirror and--

BONK.

Death, halfway through the mirror, just kind of

stares.

you just punched your BF's dad in the face. ]

[androphobias]

[ The shriek comes before anything else. ]

I'm sorry--!

[ And then she's running away, through the open door that she doesn't close as she hides behind the nearest corner. She looks at her fist, miraculously unharmed, she should be careful about punching glass and anything alike...

But right now she's too distressed to think about it for longer than a second. ]

I'm so sorry, Death-san! I'm so sorry...