Musa's House

[Musashi]

The kittyninja trotted along after Sca, a nice obedient little kitty. :3 But every so often he would look back the way Scarpy went, and would stumble over something in his distraction.

[scarplo]

The walk was short, to a sand coated cottage, made of recycled ruins. Sca quickly busied herself with the tea, asking if the ninja would like something called 'Nostolga' or 'Tomorrow' tea. The house itself was small, with sparse furniture, all old and worn, most showing signs of repeated repairs.

When the tea began to simmer in the pot, the cowgirl sat down and smiled at the ninja. "So... you've seen what he's doing. What do you think?"

[Musashi]

"To be honest..." The kittyninja rested his head in his hands, elbows on the table (so impolite! :P), and ears droopy-drooping. "I have no idea. I don't really understand what's going on at all. I just know I want to save him from.. whatever."

[scarplo]

Sca nodded. "Well, I'll tell you what I know, then you tell me what you know, and maybe we can figure this out."

Sca's story arrived in summation. When Scarplo's mind went AWOL, the sands came and the pit exploded, sending the distilled emotional fragments out in one form or another. The Eye responded by opening fire on everything that moved, leveling a lot of Purgatory, until the sky burned with green fire. It died out, and for a day, there was no light, only icy cold, and then the darkness passed with Scarplo carrying her to shelter from the sandstorms. He didn't say what happened, only told her to stay inside. Apparently, he disappears for long stretches at a time in here, returning only when another fragment shows up, and even then, only long enough to tear its head off.

At which point the tea has finished brewing, and Sca offers Musashi a cup.