Indeed, Nageki had nothing but solitude, it would seem. Surrounded in a desolate space with no borders yet generating a sense of claustrophobia all the same, the flames are his only company in this lonely world.
Or.. so it would appear. If Nageki dares to gaze into said flames, he just might see something. What almost looks like a figure and--
“Good MORNING!!! Or is it MOURNING? Hehe! You know, its hard to tell sometimes-- what with all this INESCAPABLE HELL FIRE of INNER ANGUISH? ANYWAY!”
-- A glowing, one-eyed triangle comes soaring out. Bill wastes no time in hovering over the stranger, giving the room a once over. He gestures emphatically at the Pidgeon with his cane.
“Well, well, welly-well! WHAT HAVE WE HERE? Not HUMAN that's for sure. Not often I deal with the avian variety. I LIKE IT. Where does the Universe get off assuming everyone's a HAIRY- TWO-EYED- BIPED anyway? Good to have a CHANGE of SHAPE for once!”
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Or.. so it would appear. If Nageki dares to gaze into said flames, he just might see something. What almost looks like a figure and--
“Good MORNING!!! Or is it MOURNING? Hehe! You know, its hard to tell sometimes-- what with all this INESCAPABLE HELL FIRE of INNER ANGUISH? ANYWAY!”
-- A glowing, one-eyed triangle comes soaring out. Bill wastes no time in hovering over the stranger, giving the room a once over. He gestures emphatically at the Pidgeon with his cane.
“Well, well, welly-well! WHAT HAVE WE HERE? Not HUMAN that's for sure. Not often I deal with the avian variety. I LIKE IT. Where does the Universe get off assuming everyone's a HAIRY- TWO-EYED- BIPED anyway? Good to have a CHANGE of SHAPE for once!”