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[kuitai]

Who: Mirror Kaneki [kuitai]
Where: All over the Real side of the Mansion
When: All through the event
Rating: PG-13-ish?
Summary: Kaneki's Mirror is hungry.
The Story:
After crossing over, Kaneki's Mirror spends his time wandering the Mansion and the grounds, searching for the sword without bothering to study the riddle. If it's where he looks, great. If not, maybe there will be a person there instead. That would be much better than finding the sword.

It isn't that he isn't looking for the sword or that he's anything but loyal to the Queen. That's not it at all. It's just that Kaneki's Mirror is so so hungry and he has no qualms preying on anyone from either side of the mirror. They'll come back to life on this side of the glass, right? So there's no problem.


[OOC note: With Kaneki's Mirror, anything between terrorizing and death are on the table. Unless injury/violence/etc. is requested, I'll keep it to terrorizing only. You can get ahold of me by PMing this account or via AIM at MadMadPhineas.]

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[panatipata]

Minato's Mirror on the other hand isn't exactly looking for the sword either, though he had the same sentiment that if he happened to stumble upon it, then all the better. He had something or someone else in mind instead to deal with.

He headed up the stairs past the second floor after having explored the first. Now it was just a matter of getting up to the right floor after his prey instead. He did take a look on occasion outside, finding that it really was colorful out there. Just like in the pictures. Sigh. Life is so... Hard to describe.

At either rate, Minato was perhaps much more focused that he normally would be about something. Thus if he passed by Kaneki's sight or even right by him as he passed the tearoom, then such as it was.

[kuitai]

Kaneki could smell a human approaching. He wasn't as good at distinguishing scents as many of the ghouls his Real counterpart had known in his own world, but he definitely knew the scent of meat when it reached him. Slipping into the hallway, he watched Minato's back as he receded.

There was no one else around. This would be fine.

Stepping out of the tea room, he started after Minato, in no real hurry just yet.

[panatipata]

Third floor. Minato knew this floor well since it was like his home floor, at least, on the other side. He thought he knew the sixth floor just as well since he had been there often enough. But here he was at the third. One last look around wouldn't hurt.

He wasn't used to being followed, even as paranoid as he might've been. Thus he hadn't noticed Kaneki just yet as he entered one of the free rooms close to opposite his own. Maybe he could take another look outside that window...

Minato sighed. He didn't know when he'd ever be on this side again, so he had to enjoy it while he could.

[kuitai]

Kaneki followed Minato to the doorway and held out one hand to push the door further open.

"The color is nice, isn't it?"

He didn't want to chit chat, but it was only fair to exchange a few words before a fight. Humans were sentient, feeling beings, after all, just like ghouls, and a little warning that he was going to be killed had to be given.

[panatipata]

Minato was surprised that someone had found him in here. He glanced over his shoulder before turning around fully, though he didn't want to take his eyes off of outside just yet.

"It is. You already looked outside? Did you want to take another look?"

Minato gestured over to the window. He put a hand in his pocket, but kept one out, pressed at his chest. If he had to grab his Evoker, he would.

[doesnotplay]

Panne does not like this event at all.

As someone who relies so much on smell, it's extremely disorienting. She can't trust it anymore. Doubles and mirrors-- Pah! One of a person is more than enough. No one has the right to go on being just like someone else. The thought of her own mirror being out there somewhere makes her just as angry. They're probably a poor excuse for a Taguel...

The horrid stench of blood and gore hits her like a ton of bricks. Like Kaneki, like Uta, but even worse. She hisses under her breath. Where is it coming from?

[kuitai]

Kaneki picks up Panne's scent as well. It stands out to him among all of the clearly-human scents in the air and it intrigues him. He's seen Panne through the glass once or twice and he doesn't quite know what she is, but he thinks she might be edible. Other ghouls are, after all. Finding out would be worth the hunt--he's not a gourmet like some in the memories he inherited from the Real Kaneki, but he doesn't mind a challenge, especially if the payoff is good.

As he follows that smell to its source, the smell of flesh and gore that he carries with him grows stronger. Of course, he's not covered in it--even his clothes aren't stained--but he hopes to be soon.

[doesnotplay]

If there's one thing a prey animal needs to know to survive, it's when they're being stalked. Panne's ears swivel in their bindings as she tries to determine which direction her new predator is coming from. She feels her pouch to double-check that she still has her Beaststone with her.

"Where are you?" she demands to the seemingly empty hall, clear and confident, "come out of hiding and face me like a true hunter!"

[kuitai]

"You're a little too brave to be prey."

Kaneki's Mirror does step out, some ways down the hallway ahead of her, smiling. With senses that good, there's no way he could hide from her for long. His kakugan has already manifested in anticipation, leaving his left eye black with the exception of a bright red iris.

Unlike many that he's encountered so far, he has a feeling she knows what she's doing, and he isn't going to wait to manifest his kagune like he might with a human. Speed and strength alone won't cut it here.

The back of his sweatshirt stretches and then splits as first one, then another, and then a third long tentacle-like limbs grow from his lower back, curling around his body on his right side, each at least as long as he is tall and capable of growing even longer if he can fuel them well enough.

Injury/violence/snacking is fine, if it goes that direction. Eren heals quick.

[titanocidal]

In some ways, Eren has pretty much the same game plan. He knows he isn't sharp enough to figure out the riddle, so instead of bothering with it, he'll try as many places as he can now while he waits for someone smarter, like his friend Armin, to figure out the clues needed to find the sword. Pig-Lady, Queen, or whoever else it may be, he's not about to trust anyone from Wonderland with a weapon of such (apparently) great power.

It's during his search of the basement that Eren realizes that he might not be alone. Before he hears anything, he senses it, ducking behind a corner until he's had a chance to size the stranger up. He knows that there are Mirrors about, and that not all of them are friendly.

Yesss Eren will solve the problem of ghoul hunger in Wonderland

[kuitai]

Kaneki followed the smell of food down the stairs into the basement. This part of the Mansion has a lot of enclosed spaces, which suits him well enough. He doesn't need a lot of range in order to fight or kill, though depending on the opponent, it can be useful.

He isn't that worried about stealth, though. He's found that the less he tries to stalk people, the more taken off guard they are when he attacks. It makes things go faster if people don't think he's a threat from the beginning.

Although he can smell Eren nearby, he doesn't bother trying to pinpoint his exact location. Instead, he wanders in the vicinity, lingering a bit as he checks inside a closet that seems to have nothing but a tangle of pipes woven between its walls and ceiling, but to no apparent purpose.

Have an arm! Have a leg! You like eyeballs? Take a few of those, too!

[titanocidal]

From where he's hiding, Eren manages to get a good look at Kaneki's height and build. When you factor in how unintimidating his stance seems, he doesn't look like much of a threat at all; certainly not for a trained soldier, at least. He's probably just some guy who's out looking for the sword before it falls into the wrong hands, just like Eren is.

If that's the case, it might be nice to have some help. "Uhm... Hi there," Eren starts off awkwardly, peeking out from behind his corner. He's sure to make no sudden movements, so as not to scare the stranger off. "I wasn't expecting to run into anyone else down here."

[kuitai]

Kaneki certainly doesn't have much visual impact in terms of his physique, but he's always thought that was to his advantage.

He turns toward Eren when he hears him speak and for a moment, he considers play-acting as the Real Kaneki. Then he smiles and shrugs that idea off. It would just be a waste of time and drag things out much more than he'd like. He has no reason to play with Eren before eating him, so there's no reason to be anything but straightforward.

"It seems like there aren't too many people who come down here."

[freewill]

With all the Mirrors that have crossed over in the past few days, Castiel's senses may as well be overloaded. He has to put effort into picking out the Reals from their copies, but some of these Mirrors are still as supernatural (or moreso) than the originals.

So there's a lot to sift through, and it's enough to inspire him to stick to those he knows well, or simply search on his own. Oddly enough, Castiel's taken the same strategy as Kaneki. He's no good with riddles and he would rather leave that to others and simply search wherever he can think to look. It's already been established that a wrong guess doesn't lead to death, so there isn't much at risk.

As he wanders through the woods looking for any kind of sign, his senses pick up on something new. There are plenty of creatures he's never encountered back home that wander around here in Wonderland, but he's never encountered this particular signature before. It's hunger, something so strong it's almost in the same league as Famine, and Castiel turns sharply to seek out who or what is near.

[kuitai]

Kaneki's Mirror is intrigued by the scent that's reached him. It's human in the most superficial way, like gold leaf on a statue of Buddha, but he has no idea what he's picking up underneath that. It's nothing he's smelled before and his instinct is to follow it, find it, and see if he can eat it.

He doesn't bother trying to be stealthy as he approaches Castiel and smiles when he finally sees him through the trees. He looks human, but so does Kaneki. If he can eat other ghouls, he can probably eat whatever this guy is. If not, well, it was an honest mistake. On this side of the glass, anyone killed will come back to life.

It's all he can do to keep his kakguan from manifesting--he doesn't want to scare a possible meal into running before he's close enough to attack--but he manages it and his eyes remain normal, matching human eyes.

"Hey. Have you seen anything out here? I've been poking around, but all I can find are pinecones."

[freewill]

Castiel doesn't have to search for long. The being in question appears from between the trees, and his appearance is that of a young boy. Not that Castiel has ever judged by physical traits in the first place, as those will almost always be deceiving.

While he doesn't immediately tense or fall into a battle pose, Castiel does look the stranger up and down. It takes some concentration and he has to peel through different layers of the being's soul, but eventually he picks out something else of interest.

He almost missed it, with so much else to sense about this bizarre figure, but without any explanation or preamble Castiel comes out with it. "You're a Mirror."

And some sort of unknown creature on top of that. Of all the people he could have come across in the woods, this has to be one of the worst options. Not that Castiel has any doubt of his own abilities. If this interaction deteriorates, he'll be ready to put the Mirror in its place.

[kuitai]

Kaneki blinks at Castiel. He steps closer, his head tilted to one side, looking Castiel over in return.

"Is it a problem?"

This guy doesn't seem like much, but the way he speaks and carries himself has a certain something that makes him hesitate. It isn't confidence. No, it's more like certainty. That can be dangerous, if it's justified.

[notyourhorsie]

Dylas and Kaneki's Mirror have similar problem solving solutions. Dylas has tried to wrangle with the riddle, but every time he reads through it he feels like his brain is drowning. So he's been fruitlessly combing through the mansion grounds, upturning anything that looks like it might be big enough to house a sword.

It's taking a toll on him, just like anything would take a toll on someone if they stuck at it without sleep long enough. It's okay, though. He'll sleep when the threat of death is gone. Besides, his wardrobe was full of carrots. Who needs sleep when they have carrots? Weak people, that's who!

Damn, does he ever want to go to bed.

He's so out of it that he practically walks into Kaneki - or rather, his mirror, but Dylas isn't to know that yet. He's half-forgotten the warning he received about the things crossing over to the mansion.

"Hey," he says, stopping suddenly and just managing to not collide with the other man. "You think it's around here too?"

[kuitai]

While it's hard to miss someone about to step on him, Kaneki was already aware of Dylas before he saw him. He could smell him. It's an interesting smell--there are so many interesting smells here.

He raises his left hand to his chin. "Maybe. But I thought that about every other place I've looked, too."

[notyourhorsie]

"I'm not hopeful, either." He pushes his hair back from his forehead, more out of a twitchy feeling of frustration than any worries about his appearance. "But I'm running out of other ideas. Maybe we should just get a big magnet and pull it out of hiding that way."

He pulls a carrot from his pocket (the natural storage place for carrots) and crunches it thoughtfully. It's sweet and refreshing, even if a poor substitute for carrots pulled fresh from the farm like he got back home.

[kuitai]

Kaneki watches Dylas eat his carrot, quickly losing the will not to have a snack as well. Conveniently, he's just found one.

He laughs at the suggestion, not taking notice as his left eye turns black. All except the iris; that goes bright red as blood floods it.

"I wish that kind of thing would work."

[humanities_greatest]

After Integra had dealt with Levi's mirror and had gotten herself back together, she knew she couldn't stay in her bedroom knowing that asshole was walking around. As far as she was concerned, she wasn't going to let him get the best of her so of course, her attention went back to the riddles and the sword. She needed that sword because she needed to get out of here. When she turned a corner and came up on this strange looking boy, she couldn't help but get a bad vibe.

Mouth shut, she continued to walk ignoring him completely. She didn't know him and she didn't have to know him. Simple as that. Her hand on her sword ought to keep weirdos away. Right?

[kuitai]

The way the woman walked past Kaneki's Mirror rankled somehow. There was something cold and superior there, even if it was only in Kaneki's mind.

He repressed the urge to attack immediately. Normally he at least spoke to his chosen prey before killing--he felt obligated to treat them like the thinking creatures they were.

Despite the fact that she hadn't even acknowledged his existence, Kaneki turned as she walked past and spoke before she was more than a couple steps away.

"It looks like you found a sword."

[humanities_greatest]

The platinum blond came to a halt and tilted her head towards the boy. A closer look and- yes, she remembered this boy. He had shown concern when she had gone hunting for foul monsters. She turned completely, patting her sword.

"It's not the sword everyone is looking for. I almost did not recognize you. We spoke before, didn't we?"

[kuitai]

Kaneki tilted his head to one side, raising his hand to his chin. Once again, he decided not to pretend to be his Real counterpart. It was a waste of his time.

"Not me. I'm from the other side." He gestured at a nearby mirror, glancing at it if only because the novelty of being able to see his own reflection hasn't worn off yet.