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my empire for ashes
Title: my empire for ashes
Fandom: The Gray Garden, Mogeko Castle
Character(s): Ivlis, Yonaka, Satanick
Pairing(s): Ivlis/Yonaka
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 925
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Yonaka and Ivlis meeting: a version.
Notes: So someone wanted them meeting.
Satanick dragging Ivlis along into his world is nothing new, but he rarely drops him somewhere far from himself. Of all the places he could have chosen to abandon Ivlis alone in, it had to be this castle of Mogekos?
Ivlis grits his teeth. He knows Mogekos: there are plenty of them in his own world, and while he doesn’t exactly make a habit of talking to them, he knows the ones that he’s met are all defects who ran away from their worse-tempered relatives in Satanick’s world. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that this is their home.
No matter how many Mogekos are here, they wouldn’t be able to stand against a Devil, even a… slightly weakened one. So Ivlis stomps through the hallways mostly unmolested by the inhabitants. Occasionally one starts to say something disgusting and Ivlis sets them on fire.
Where is the exit of this place, anyway? He checked the bottom floor first, of course, but the front doors are locked.
Ivlis has been searching through the castle for a while, traversing various floors with surreal backdrops, before he reaches a pastel pink floor. The decorations are surprisingly cutesy, and after opening a door he notices the girly canopy bed before he notices the human girl next to it.
“You’re not a Mogeko.” She watches him warily. “Are you stuck here too?”
“I’m not ‘stuck’,” he says with a scoff. “I’m just looking for the exit.”
“That’s basically the same thing-”
“Oh, there you are~~” calls an annoyingly familiar voice. Satanick appears next to them, smug as ever. “I was wondering where you’d gotten off to, cockroach. And who’s this?”
The girl takes a few steps away from him. “Uh-”
“Aaah, such a cute girl is completely wasted on such an annoying pest!” Satanick closes the gap between him and the girl and leans down over her. “Just forget about him-”
Ivlis can’t precisely see from his vantage point, but given the sound Satanick makes as he doubles over, he has a pretty good idea what just happened. If it were anybody else but Satanick, he might sympathize.
The girl brushes past the fallen Satanick and stands in front of Ivlis. “You were looking for an exit? There’s a portal on floor seven. It’ll take you to whatever world you want to go to. I can probably lead you up there, if you’re any good at running.”
Ivlis stares at her blankly for a moment before realizing. “Run? Ha. I don’t need to run from these pests.”
“Even better. Can I trade directions for protection? I can kill a couple of them okay, but,” and she lifts her knife from her side, “I can’t do crowd control.”
Now he’s just confused. “You trust me?”
“More than I trust that guy,” she says, nudging Satanick with her foot. He groans but does not move. “And I know I don’t want to go alone.”
“...Hmmph. They’re barely annoyances to me, so I’ll cut you that deal.”
“My name’s Yonaka.”
“Ivlis,” he says. “Let’s not waste time.” Because while he’s not afraid of Mogekos, he doesn’t like the idea of still being around when Satanick recovers.
The trip up the last three floors is fairly quiet. Yonaka makes occasional conversation, and Ivlis finds himself listening and answering, if tersely, for lack of anything better to do.
“You’re sure the portal will take me where I want to go to?” he asks, as they climb the long staircase.
She nods. “I’ve used it twice now to get home. I have a bad habit of getting kidnapped here.”
One stay here would be bad enough for any of the Mogekos’ chosen prey. Three times is just ridiculous. “You have some terrible luck.”
She shrugs. “I can’t do anything about that now. ...I’m not really sure where it will take me this time, though. I don’t have anything back home now, so I just want to be anywhere that isn’t here.”
They reach the top of the stairs. Ivlis hesitates, not sure of what to say, before settling on, “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks. Good luck with everything,” she says, and steps back. He nods, and opens the door.
He finds himself back in his throne room, exactly as he left it before Satanick dragged him away. Not a hair out of place. He breathes a sigh of relief, before choking when a small portal opens up and dumps Yonaka on his floor.
“Ow… I got to be on a bus the first time, what gives…” Yonaka picks herself up, and then notices him. “Ivlis?!”
“What are you doing here?” he asks.
“I don’t know! I told you I just thought that anywhere would be better than Mogeko Castle, and I guess, for some reason…” She groans loudly, and looks away. “Sorry about this. I know it’s asking a lot, but is there some empty house a human could stay in? At least for a little while?”
“A human alone in my world would never last a second,” he says. More slowly, he adds, “...I suppose you could stay in my castle.”
“...Really?” she asks. “I’m grateful, but, really?”
“Don’t read too much into it. Protecting you was nothing, and I don’t like owing people favors.” Not that there would be much of her left to owe a favor to, if she wandered around a city of demons by herself. For some reason, that doesn’t sit well with him either.
It’ll only be temporary before she can find some more suitable place to stay.
Fandom: The Gray Garden, Mogeko Castle
Character(s): Ivlis, Yonaka, Satanick
Pairing(s): Ivlis/Yonaka
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 925
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Yonaka and Ivlis meeting: a version.
Notes: So someone wanted them meeting.
Satanick dragging Ivlis along into his world is nothing new, but he rarely drops him somewhere far from himself. Of all the places he could have chosen to abandon Ivlis alone in, it had to be this castle of Mogekos?
Ivlis grits his teeth. He knows Mogekos: there are plenty of them in his own world, and while he doesn’t exactly make a habit of talking to them, he knows the ones that he’s met are all defects who ran away from their worse-tempered relatives in Satanick’s world. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that this is their home.
No matter how many Mogekos are here, they wouldn’t be able to stand against a Devil, even a… slightly weakened one. So Ivlis stomps through the hallways mostly unmolested by the inhabitants. Occasionally one starts to say something disgusting and Ivlis sets them on fire.
Where is the exit of this place, anyway? He checked the bottom floor first, of course, but the front doors are locked.
Ivlis has been searching through the castle for a while, traversing various floors with surreal backdrops, before he reaches a pastel pink floor. The decorations are surprisingly cutesy, and after opening a door he notices the girly canopy bed before he notices the human girl next to it.
“You’re not a Mogeko.” She watches him warily. “Are you stuck here too?”
“I’m not ‘stuck’,” he says with a scoff. “I’m just looking for the exit.”
“That’s basically the same thing-”
“Oh, there you are~~” calls an annoyingly familiar voice. Satanick appears next to them, smug as ever. “I was wondering where you’d gotten off to, cockroach. And who’s this?”
The girl takes a few steps away from him. “Uh-”
“Aaah, such a cute girl is completely wasted on such an annoying pest!” Satanick closes the gap between him and the girl and leans down over her. “Just forget about him-”
Ivlis can’t precisely see from his vantage point, but given the sound Satanick makes as he doubles over, he has a pretty good idea what just happened. If it were anybody else but Satanick, he might sympathize.
The girl brushes past the fallen Satanick and stands in front of Ivlis. “You were looking for an exit? There’s a portal on floor seven. It’ll take you to whatever world you want to go to. I can probably lead you up there, if you’re any good at running.”
Ivlis stares at her blankly for a moment before realizing. “Run? Ha. I don’t need to run from these pests.”
“Even better. Can I trade directions for protection? I can kill a couple of them okay, but,” and she lifts her knife from her side, “I can’t do crowd control.”
Now he’s just confused. “You trust me?”
“More than I trust that guy,” she says, nudging Satanick with her foot. He groans but does not move. “And I know I don’t want to go alone.”
“...Hmmph. They’re barely annoyances to me, so I’ll cut you that deal.”
“My name’s Yonaka.”
“Ivlis,” he says. “Let’s not waste time.” Because while he’s not afraid of Mogekos, he doesn’t like the idea of still being around when Satanick recovers.
The trip up the last three floors is fairly quiet. Yonaka makes occasional conversation, and Ivlis finds himself listening and answering, if tersely, for lack of anything better to do.
“You’re sure the portal will take me where I want to go to?” he asks, as they climb the long staircase.
She nods. “I’ve used it twice now to get home. I have a bad habit of getting kidnapped here.”
One stay here would be bad enough for any of the Mogekos’ chosen prey. Three times is just ridiculous. “You have some terrible luck.”
She shrugs. “I can’t do anything about that now. ...I’m not really sure where it will take me this time, though. I don’t have anything back home now, so I just want to be anywhere that isn’t here.”
They reach the top of the stairs. Ivlis hesitates, not sure of what to say, before settling on, “Good luck with that.”
“Thanks. Good luck with everything,” she says, and steps back. He nods, and opens the door.
He finds himself back in his throne room, exactly as he left it before Satanick dragged him away. Not a hair out of place. He breathes a sigh of relief, before choking when a small portal opens up and dumps Yonaka on his floor.
“Ow… I got to be on a bus the first time, what gives…” Yonaka picks herself up, and then notices him. “Ivlis?!”
“What are you doing here?” he asks.
“I don’t know! I told you I just thought that anywhere would be better than Mogeko Castle, and I guess, for some reason…” She groans loudly, and looks away. “Sorry about this. I know it’s asking a lot, but is there some empty house a human could stay in? At least for a little while?”
“A human alone in my world would never last a second,” he says. More slowly, he adds, “...I suppose you could stay in my castle.”
“...Really?” she asks. “I’m grateful, but, really?”
“Don’t read too much into it. Protecting you was nothing, and I don’t like owing people favors.” Not that there would be much of her left to owe a favor to, if she wandered around a city of demons by herself. For some reason, that doesn’t sit well with him either.
It’ll only be temporary before she can find some more suitable place to stay.