Delirium: Little Lost Lamb

[Surpanakha]

Ever since her ascension to the Middle Realms, Surpanakha's nose had taken quite the beating. Of course, she realized when choosing to serve Sorsha Kasajian that the worlds her Queen traversed were occupied by humans, but nothing could have prepared the demon for their many peculiar species and diversities. Some could even manipulate magick - and pretty frelling good, at that.

Coruscant was somewhat of a pleasant change. It had become habit for Suri to stow away on either Sorsha or Dalethria's ships whenever the opportunity arose. On most of these trips her olfactory senses were overloaded to the point of unconsciousness, but the population in this city was far more cosmopolitan. Not that the odd-looking alien beings were any less repulsive, but, well... at least they weren't human.

The strangeness of all these new smells eventually had the Servant feeling giddy and nauseated, so she decided to move away from the metropolis and into the lower levels of Coruscant. The wonderful scent of death lured her towards the corroded iron gates of a graveyard, old and derelict, and she unsteadily hobbled inside.

There were few tombstones and the place appeared more as a mass burial ground than a respectable cemetery. Nonetheless, Surpanakha welcomed the stale evening air, reveling in the atmosphere of bereavement it brought. Squatting down on her haunches by a ruined headstone, the imp Livyatan at her side, she prayed.

[Garrett Blade]

The imp stirred. As did the ground. Maybe the imp stirred because the ground stirred. Whatever. Not like it mattered. All that mattered was that he didn't get side-tracked and finished on time. But now that this thing was here, he'd be distracted. Oh well - not like he's only got three thousand two-hundred and twenty-three years eight months nine days twelve hours and forty-three......forty-two seconds to live or something!

Now don't ask him why he was down there. Don't even think about asking him. In fact, if he thinks your thinking about asking him, chances are he'll go mad!. Well..............mader. Fact is - he really doesn't know why he was down there. Maybe he was asleep. Or perhaps he was looking for something. Whatever it was - he's forgotten now. And he probably won't remember until a week later, by which time he won't need what it was he was looking for. If he was looking for something in the first place. And if he was indeed asleep well that's just silly since he doesn't sleep in the ground.

Whatever had preceded this moment in time was irrelevant. Suffice to say, Garrett forced his way through the stone and gravel and metal and rubbish that made up the ground. As he ascended he almost butted Surpanakha but he...she...it avoided him at the last moment. Once all 8ft of him was out of the ground (did he clamber out or did he miraculously float?) he stood and dusted himself off, simultaneously looking down at Surpanakha