☆ Aɴɪᴍᴇ ﹠ Vɪᴅᴇᴏ ɢᴀᴍᴇ [ᴇᴛᴄ] Rᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ﹗☆

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OOC;
Sebastian, Ceil, C-ta, Veriks and Hector are all one big group now and they're probably going to be continuing through the maze soon but right now they're trying to figure out where they are. Lucina, Garry and Siris just met up and Garry is questioning if they know where Ib is.

IC;
Though Sebastian was talking to himself Hector couldn't help but hear every word that he said. It was so quiet in this maze that almost anything you said would echo, so he was barely able to catch it. He couldn't agree more with the strangeness of this situation. He didn't find it very productive for them to be staying in the same place like this though. He didn't trust this strange maze that they were in. Constant uneasiness came with it - too much was unknown. That was the one thing to fear, and that was the unknown. Monsters had to be hiding in the shadows, he'd be surprised if they weren't. He turned to specifically look to Variks, right now this creature seemed to know what he was doing. Even if he was faking it, he had some degree of knowledge in which direction they should travel. "I really think we should keep moving." he suggested for a second time, saying in to the general crowd before looking specifically to Variks. "You seemed to know the way?" he indicated to him, almost with a hint of curiosity.

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OOC;
Heck yea, lets!

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Hector felt his shoulders relax a little bit once they seemed to be gaining some progress. As the minutes passed he continued to get a little bit more anxious. He gave Variks an agreeing nod and crossed his arms over his chest. "Okay, but be careful. I think there are things... in the shadows." he informed him, his tone slightly ominous as it descended in volume. He took a deep breath and watched as he started to climb the wall. He seemed to be struggling only slightly but Hector was confused by this. He was healed, wasn't he? There must be another reason... maybe age? He quickly realized with his mask on that he couldn't tell what his face looked like, let alone guess the creatures age. He could be very old for all he knew. Though he was fairly certain that Variks could take care of himself, it was never good to go around somewhere alone. Especially in a place like this, that was so dark and mysterious. Hector closed his eyes momentarily and whispered something under his breath. White light rings appeared and started circling around each other, before they disappeared to reveal another Innocent Devil standing next to Hector. He looked up at it and got a small smile from it's appearance. Hector wasn't one to smile very much, in fact his seriousness never let him get overly excited about anything. But he could get overly angry no doubt. This Innocent Devil was very large, taller than Hector and bulky. It appeared to be made out of magma with volcanic rock holding it together. Pink crystals jutted out of the back of it's neck, similar to the one that was on Hollie's lower back. The Fighting-Type Innocent Devil made a little bit of what seemed like a whining noise, and it lowered it's head. "Hello, Gaias." Hector said to him, patting the top of his head when it lowered it's self. Gaias then raised his head and looked at Hector with curiosity. Strangely enough this Innocent Devil didn't have any visible eyes, yet seemed to be able to see. "Can you please go with Variks," he pointed to the one scaling the wall. "And aid him extra protection?" Gaias glanced over at him then back to Hector. He made a deep growling noise that seemed to say that he was agreeing with what Hector said, yet reluctant to go. "You won't be gone long." Hector told him, and Gaias eventually nodded. The Innocent Devil turned his back and followed Variks, using his brute force he punched the wall and used the momentum to swing him upward each time so he could climb it. Once on top, he looked over at Variks with an unknown expression, waiting to follow him. Hector watched this as it happened then turned back to the group. "Be careful." Hector warned Variks. The Vampire Hunter couldn't help but notice something a bit new about C-ta as he leaned casually against one of the walls. After their encounter he seemed a bit more comfortable or laid back as you could say. This trait seemed to fit him for some reason. Hector wasn't quite sure what to do now, keeping his arms crossed against his chest. But as silence rang in the area he lifted his head as he heard something. It sounded very distant, but it was like a loud slamming noise of something falling or crashing into something else. With furrowed eyebrows, Hector turned his head in the direction it was coming from. "Does anyone else hear that?" he questioned, the noises almost sounded like fighting.

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Hector glanced over at C-ta as he seemed to be catching onto what he was saying. He did raise a curious eyebrow when he heard him mumble something, though this time even in the silent echoing walls of the maze he couldn't quite hear the words clearly. He wasn't even sure if he was supposed to hear him in the first place. "What did you say?" he decided to question, just in case it was of importance. Which it very well could've been. C-ta seemed curious but weary in his eyes and he wondered what about. Hector was so adjusted to physical battles with other creatures everyday that he didn't even stop to think about the ones that didn't indulge in the work that he did, and how they might be afraid or not equipped to dive head first into a battle. The noises did concern him a tad as many possibilities were popping up in his head of what it could be. But his thoughts were broken by the faintest fragile 'Hello?' that came in his general left direction. Hectors battle instincts kicked in as they did when Sebastian and Ceil came into their group. Unknown voice or person, same reaction each time almost guaranteed. Instead of pulling Death's Scythe off of his back, since frankly that would take too much time to unsheathe, he grabbed his Estoc from his right holster and pointed it at the place where the voice had come from. But as he realized, the target was actually much lower. Crawling on the ground in fact. Hector raised an eyebrow in confusion as he pointed it down lower, but it took him two seconds to sheathe it again and have a frown plaster onto his lips quite suddenly. This was all because of the reaction that Aoba had to Variks. He was instantly overtaken by fear, which he didn't blame him for in reality. But it was the way that he openly expressed it that made Hector almost kind of disappointed. Since he seemed intent on getting an answer from C-ta though, he didn't make much of an effort at some sort of introduction or answer. His arms crossed against his chest again and he only examined the newcomer with blue hair.

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Isaac felt a sharp stab into his back all of a sudden, not one enough to draw blood but brutal enough to make it sting. His eyes flew open as if from a deep sleep and he let out a tiny 'ow'! Placing his hand on his bare back he rubbed it, feeling that it was okay. But the strangest thing was, he was laying on cold hard concrete. He certainly didn't remember falling asleep here nor would he want to - ever. Using both of his hands he hoisted himself off the ground and up into a standing position. His black boots dug into the ground slightly as he took in his surroundings. First thing he noticed was that Abel, his Innocent Devil, was standing in front of him. Abel was the most humanoid Innocent Devil out of all the types. It had a body like a human and a face like one too. Though it couldn't talk, it's emotions were easily read. Abel usually always had a serious look on his face. With a combination of his regular look he also seemed to have some relief flash across his eyes. Abel was Isaac's favorite Innocent Devil, and it was rare to see him with another. Abel was always stubborn on admitting that he cared for the Devil Forgemaster, but Isaac knew whether the Devil Type wanted to admit it or not. Instead of probing the bird-like creature he instead said, "Were you the one that did that, Abel?" tone almost accusing, and it didn't hesitate to nod in agreement. "Well, ow for one." he said, placing a hand on his hip and leaning towards the right. Giving a slight feminine posture. "But thanks. Now, where the H3ll am I?" he questioned to himself, a scowl curling up on the insane man's lips as he took in his surroundings. He ran a hand through his bright ginger hair and gave a loud sigh. "What a hideous place! How did I even get here?" he gave an over exaggerated roll of his eyes, "Whatever. Let's get moving, Abel. Maybe we'll find something in this drab of a place." Isaac was more hoping for an exit, but little did he know he was not going to get that. Instead, he might run into some people. Moving over to the nearby wall Isaac dragged his hand along it to lead himself the way. It was quite dark in here, but the pink crystals on Abel's chest gave off a bit of light so that he could at least see in front of him. Isaac adjusted some of the chains that were across his chest but stopped for a moment, closing his eyes as he thought he heard something. Voices? His eyes flew open, and he went a bit faster along his way. Curious at who he would find in this place. Right now he wasn't angry, but once he woke up a little more you can expect some raging fire in those eyes. Bright enough to match his hair.

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Hector watched Aoba stand up, but furrowed when he gave a bow of what seemed to be apology. Though he wasn't quite sure what he was apologizing for. Did he realize that the reaction he had earlier made him look weak? This was possible - though he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about something like that. His eyes trailed down to the hand that he held out, and he was not hesitant to uncross his own arms and reach out with his right hand. He took Aoba's and gave it a few firm shakes of greeting, but he didn't return the blue haired man's smile. Not because he was trying to make the impression that he wasn't friendly, but because he just wasn't one to smile very often. "And I'm Hector, Hector Belmont." he offered his own name as the formal introductions went. He crossed his hands across his chest once more. Hector could tell just a bit that there was something about his appearance that bothered Aoba, at least to some extent. Though he wasn't really one for reading faces. His clothing caught him a bit off guard after he took a good look at it. A lot of things were quite... fluffy, was the best way he could describe it. He found his shoes the most odd. He wouldn't doubt that his favorite color was blue. He watched as his smile dropped off of his face quite slowly, turning to a face that showed next to no emotion. It was like he was concentrating, but on what was the question. Or, whether not. He looked very tense but he couldn't blame him for that at the moment. With waking up in a maze and meeting strangers, he was sure that most people would probably do the same thing. At least he assumed that he woke up like the rest of them, because that was the story that was passing around. Overall Hector was confused by Aoba's actions and couldn't read them very well, which made it a bit difficult to interact with him. The two were quite opposite and that was mainly part of the problem. It's like the two were examining each other, and nothing else. On first impression Aoba seemed kind of weak. But at the same time he wasn't foolish either as he was being weary of the situation and taking it one step at a time. Even though you couldn't read a book by it's cover, Hector tended too anyway. It had been a bad habit that he had developed. He wasn't too sure what to think about him in the end. But, that was when Hector heard the echoing voice too. His eyes widened a bit, and his chin raised. The look on his face was a combination of surprise, confusion and shock. He whipped his head around and his arms were quick to fall to their sides. His head turned in the direction of the voice. He stood there like that for a few moments, eyebrows furrowed and his eyes darting left to right. his hand rested on the blade of his Estoc just in case. He was listening for more, for the voice to come again. But it didn't, and it confused him. But he swore, it was his rival Isaac that he heard. The tense appearance that Hector had gained relaxed as his shoulders slumped and he shook his head. His hand left the blades handle and rested on his forehead as he shook his head lightly. "This maze... It must be playing with my head." He turned back to Aoba and leaned against the wall that was behind him. Though he tried to forget about what he heard he couldn't help but have it to continue to bother him. As Aoba talked again he trailed off and went into a slight period of silence. This was when a word popped into Hectors mind to describe this. He almost seemed shy, but in a strange way. Like it wasn't quite shyness but that was the closet think that he could think of at the moment. "I don't know why your saying that," he said with a slight shake of his head, "There's nothing for you to apologize about." he reassured him, his voice having a hint of this but it was a bit hard to tell with his other features being slightly over powering. He could only guess that he was saying that because of his act of weakness earlier. There was nothing else he could think of for him saying that, unless he was suggesting it because of the silence that was brought between the two. Though he did continue to say a few things, "You were just thrown into an unknown situation with strangers. Especially with Variks." not that there was anything against Variks, he was just naturally a bit of a shocker when you first see him. You wouldn't expect to see something like him.

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Isaac kept taking some twists and turns in the maze, which he had finally figured out that was the kind of structure he was in. This was because of how bleak the interior was along with the many twists and turns and dead ends. He found himself frequently running into one and his... dissatisfaction kept becoming more and more apparent. His teeth were gritted together and his lips were still snarled. Eyes were narrowed and his movements were stiff with rage. When he walked it more like a stomp, with gravel shifting under his foot as he did. At this point he had kind of stopped talking to Abel, though the Devil Type still flew behind him slowly. The only noise he made was the rhythmic noise of his wings flapping in mid air. Isaac was mumbling things to himself, but they were very quiet. Things along the lines of, Why am I here? , How did I get here? , Who put me here? , How do I get out of here?. Then complaints along the lines of, This is stupid! , how Idiotic , This place is more drab than Dracula's castle. and This gravel is scuffing my new boots.... After a long time walking around he finally turned to Abel. "Bring me to the top of this wall." he commanded him, his voice deep this time and kind of demanding. Though Abel seemed unappreciative of his attitude, he obeyed him anyway. With some complaints along the way. With his arms instead of his Talons Abel grabbed Isaac by the arms and flew him to the top of the wall, then set him on it's large width. "Thanks." he grumbled, at least he remembered to say that. Gazing across the large landscape, he felt his heart drop as he looked across it. Nothing but maze, as far as his eye could see. That was it! How was this possible, and how could he even get out of here?! He'd die of thirst before he could even get a fifth of the way through! But even though he was about to burst out into a tantrum rage, he spotted something quite interesting. A large creature that he couldn't identify was climbing up a wall quite far away. It would take some time to do that, unless Abel flew him. But he was also unaware of this thing being friendly, he automatically assumed that it was a demon spawned by the maze itself. But the next thing that he saw cause a mixture of emotions to spring. A magma like creature was climbing behind it - something he could easily recognize as an Innocent Devil. Only he and one other Devil forgemaster existed, so he knew exactly who accompanied him here. This made Isaac a bit excited, as this grew over time inside of him. But the one weary thing that bothered him a bit was... Who was with him? He obviously wasn't alone proven by the creature thing. Maybe, just maybe, he could pull him onto his side instead... But at the same time there were a few other things he could spot from this high up. A kid seemed to appear out of no where, as he wasn't there before. He was making his way towards the group that he couldn't see currently and lost sight of him as he turned the corner. The other interesting thing was that he heard some strange noises, ones equivalent to some sort of struggle. But he couldn't pin point where they were coming from.

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