[Stalking around the halls late at night was a very tall, very irritated, and very yellow individual. When he came across someone unfortunate enough to be in the same general area, he stopped and pointed with one hand ending in sharp black nails.]
You. What are you doing here so late? [He didn't sound concerned in the slightest--it seemed more like the tone of someone that had just seen an unpleasant insect cross the floor in front of them.]
[b; let's presume there's a library]
[If you came here looking to read today? Sorry. All the lights in the library are off, replaced by the occasional candle in appropriately dramatic candelabra. Those with particularly good night vision might just make out a figure sitting in a chair as though it were a gilded throne, a book in his hand and all his attention seemingly focused on it.]
[Elise stumbles into the library, feeling around the walls to try and find a switch that'll put some actual light on.]
I see no reason for this foolishness. There are other people in here, you know. If I'm not allowed to put people to work making me cream puffs and cake, then you shouldn't be allowed to take over a room.
...What, are you serious right now? Are you one of those gothic teenagers in the city? You wear yellow, that isn't even appropriate! Well, honestly, it isn't an appropriate colour to wear, period, no offence to that girl on the weather channel, what's-her-name -- anyway, can you even read in this dim mess?
If I couldn't, then I would not be wasting my time. As it is, I can see quite clearly. Now was there something you wanted, or are you only here to pester me with inane babbling?
So he finally speaks! Obviously, no one can ignore me for long. But really, must you do this? Is there an actual purpose to taking out the lights so you're the only one who can see anything in here?
[Beato has good night vision. It comes from waltzing around mansions at night for several years, playing pranks on people.
And since there's nothing else to do in this place Beatrice has a plan: take her rightful place as the ruler of the night, just like she is in Rokkenjima.
There she goes, sneaking around the darkness into the library. It'd be much easier if she could turn into golden butterflies but at least this is a challenge for her. What kind of plan can she create now? She has an idea already, simple and frankly a bit childish (as usual with her when it's time to mess around).
The problem is if she'd be able to pull it off without Dio noticing her presence until it's time to reveal herself]
[Move with grace, don't let him notice you're here, be careful and run away before he finds out it's you. And if he finds out...pretend it was your intention all along.
Repeating it to herself a couple times Beato takes a thin book and approaches one of the lit candles. Making sure to not to make any noise she started fanning the candle in an effort to extinguish it. And it happens, it's gone! She runs to the next with surprising stealth, staying in the shadows.
Her plan is simple. Extinguish the candles one by one until it bothers Dio. Watch him relight them and every time he lights one up she'd get rid of another. Lead him around until he's frustrated or tired of walking around and then take away the book he's reading. Once she has it then GET OUT OF THERE.
Maybe that book will be left wherever Dio sleeps, making it look like it'd impossible for the book to get in there in the first place, that'd be good. If only she had time to leave scribbled some sort of magic circle on the chair Dio is on...but she doesn't and besides it isn't like she has paint or anything]
[That's how Beato rolls when she's not showing herself in the open. Not too complicated but enough to make people feel dread.
At least that was the idea and IT'S NOT WORKING. Beato has managed to extinguish most of the candles, only a couple being left, but Dio hasn't reacted at all. Her satisfaction at seeing her work was starting to turn into frustration at not being acknowledged.
Biting her lip to avoid herself from growling something and giving away her position she fanned one of the candles, only one being left]
[...hahaha, wow, you could just see that guy from a mile away, couldn't you...]
I was in the mood for a midnight snack, so I was headed towards the kitchen. ...I guess I could ask you the same question, though, all things considered.
[ Don't mess with her, DIO, she's 5'1'' and very grumpy. ]
You, on the other hand, are just annoying for the sake of being annoying. Don't tell me you got lost or something. It's not like this place is that big.
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DIO | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure
[Stalking around the halls late at night was a very tall, very irritated, and very yellow individual. When he came across someone unfortunate enough to be in the same general area, he stopped and pointed with one hand ending in sharp black nails.]
You. What are you doing here so late? [He didn't sound concerned in the slightest--it seemed more like the tone of someone that had just seen an unpleasant insect cross the floor in front of them.]
[b; let's presume there's a library]
[If you came here looking to read today? Sorry. All the lights in the library are off, replaced by the occasional candle in appropriately dramatic candelabra. Those with particularly good night vision might just make out a figure sitting in a chair as though it were a gilded throne, a book in his hand and all his attention seemingly focused on it.]
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[Elise stumbles into the library, feeling around the walls to try and find a switch that'll put some actual light on.]
I see no reason for this foolishness. There are other people in here, you know. If I'm not allowed to put people to work making me cream puffs and cake, then you shouldn't be allowed to take over a room.
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[He didn't answer, and that was by no means a concession of defeat.]
[As a matter of fact, all the room's lightbulbs had been unscrewed and placed in a box against the wall.]
[This is a serious villain, folks.]
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[there it is, the scourge of the school]
So he finally speaks! Obviously, no one can ignore me for long. But really, must you do this? Is there an actual purpose to taking out the lights so you're the only one who can see anything in here?
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[In other words, he may as well have slapped a 'Fort Kickass: No Girls Allowed' sign on the door.]
Clearly, my calculations were incorrect.
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And since there's nothing else to do in this place Beatrice has a plan: take her rightful place as the ruler of the night, just like she is in Rokkenjima.
There she goes, sneaking around the darkness into the library. It'd be much easier if she could turn into golden butterflies but at least this is a challenge for her. What kind of plan can she create now? She has an idea already, simple and frankly a bit childish (as usual with her when it's time to mess around).
The problem is if she'd be able to pull it off without Dio noticing her presence until it's time to reveal herself]
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. . .
[But hey. He'll let you sneak around and see what you're up to. Whatever it is, his book seems more interesting right now anyway.]
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Repeating it to herself a couple times Beato takes a thin book and approaches one of the lit candles. Making sure to not to make any noise she started fanning the candle in an effort to extinguish it. And it happens, it's gone! She runs to the next with surprising stealth, staying in the shadows.
Her plan is simple. Extinguish the candles one by one until it bothers Dio. Watch him relight them and every time he lights one up she'd get rid of another. Lead him around until he's frustrated or tired of walking around and then take away the book he's reading. Once she has it then GET OUT OF THERE.
Maybe that book will be left wherever Dio sleeps, making it look like it'd impossible for the book to get in there in the first place, that'd be good. If only she had time to leave scribbled some sort of magic circle on the chair Dio is on...but she doesn't and besides it isn't like she has paint or anything]
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[But it hinges on one crucial detail.]
[And it doesn't look like Dio cares enough to get up and re-light the candles at all.]
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At least that was the idea and IT'S NOT WORKING. Beato has managed to extinguish most of the candles, only a couple being left, but Dio hasn't reacted at all. Her satisfaction at seeing her work was starting to turn into frustration at not being acknowledged.
Biting her lip to avoid herself from growling something and giving away her position she fanned one of the candles, only one being left]
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[He may or may not be ignoring this on purpose. It's kind of obvious there's no wayward breeze at work, Beato.]
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[Do you think you're going to intimidate her, tall yellow man?]
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[The hallway's quite big enough for the both of you. He just doesn't feel like stepping slightly to the left.]
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It's a big hallway. [But she takes a step to the side nonetheless.]
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I was in the mood for a midnight snack, so I was headed towards the kitchen. ...I guess I could ask you the same question, though, all things considered.
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So, do you feel like answering, or would you prefer to leave it a mystery?
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[ And Asuka certainly is evading the question... ]
I could ask you the same thing. I wasn't aware you owned these hallways.
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[This can only end well.]
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[ Don't mess with her, DIO, she's 5'1'' and very grumpy. ]
You, on the other hand, are just annoying for the sake of being annoying. Don't tell me you got lost or something. It's not like this place is that big.
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I'm sure that you would easily recognize 'annoying for the sake of annoying', being so unfortunate as to live with such a habit yourself.
[or not.]
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Did you really just pull a goddamn "I know you are, but what am I?" on me?
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I, Dio, have better things to do than waste my time on such childish games.
[No he doesn't.]
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