Home Sweet Home (Yumi)

"Alrighty then. Explaining an absence won't be that hard. They chose not to include her, she got ticked off and left for... how long has she been dead? A couple days? A week?" That was probably one of the missing pieces to the puzzle. Astareal lookedd the demon over for a moment, noticing Sticky standing outside, looking dejected. He'd be okay. Yrael was supposed to be on his way back, so he would be there soon enough with the bells. Once the bells got here, this thing could go into action. The queen would be bak to normal. Hopefully Yrael would bring some of that preservation stuff that practically removed all of the side effects of Death. That would be better, just in case something happened.

Naturally, the Dead had a fear of water. She was the fire queen, therefore she wouldn't have liked water anyways, right? That worked out pretty well, too. If this parade was rained on, all would fall apart.

The demon thought for a moment. "Only a few days so it shouldn't be that hard to pull off. " Akuma followed her gaze to the hand. Thankfully that creature was keeping it's distance those things were really disgusting. " By the way you may want to consider bring out your winter stuff. The meeting from what i gathered was about making an eternal winter in order to punish everyone. However they were interrupted by the fire queen who neutralized some of the other queens power with her own. So while it still will get winter it should only last a few weeks. That should be fun snow in the summer, we should go sledding." He added smiling. This was great she was really going along with it, that meant chaos.

"That helps." Astareal looked thoughtfully at the body once more and then walked out of the altar, stepping over by the hand. Patting it's head, the creature turned and stalked off into the woods. Silent orders had been given to go fetch that cat. She wanted her bells. Looking at Akuma, she forced a smile. "I live on a mountain. My 'winter stuff' is out all year long, moron." She couldn't help but throw that tidbit in there. She liked insulting Akuma, hoped he didn't mind. She didn't really care if he did mind, because she was going to continue doing it until he told her not to. "Sledding is for children, but it might be worth it to enjoy the snow. Although, making snowmen is more of my thing." Some of her 'snowmen' weren't normal at all. They were weird and disfigured, meant to scare children that wandered by. She had fun making them, too.

Akuma shook his head at her. "Why so mean? After all i did for you i would of thought you would be a little nicer. Making snowmen is for kids too you know." He replied to her insults. Looking around he wondered what they were going to do for the rest of the day. "Any thing particular thing you want to do next? Maybe go swimming before tomorrows snow?" He really didn't care if she thought he was an idiot. Most people did and thats how he liked it because no one would ever suspect him to be behind anything. Though he also couldn't wait for the day where everyone would know and fear him.

"I can't help it. I was born this way." Astareal was satisfied with her answer and looked around quietly. This place was relatively empty; the mourners who were here had ran off when Sticky had fed off of one of the others. She was sure there were witnesses, but who was going to believe that there was a skeleton walking around? Virtually no one. Astareal had few problems and liked it that way.

"Swimming? I haven't been swimming... I don't know how long it's been, quite frankly. But I suppose it wouldn't hurt. When it snows tomorrow, would you like to have a snowball fight? It isn't very eventful when it's just me versus a cat." The woman smiled, not quite forced yet not quite real. She was smiling to much lately, so she was going to have to put a stop to that.

"Sounds like fun to me. " Akuma said. "do you want to wait for the cat or just go on without it? I suppose you'll need the cat to take care of the queens corpse." The demon studied her face for a few minutes before adding. "You know you would be more pretty if you smiled more. And i have a hard time believing you were just born insensitive. " He shrugged. He wondered if people were truly born evil or if it was something that made them that way. Was he always evil? He couldn't remember, he had been around for so long that it was hard to recall his life.

"He knows where I am and will show up where ever I may be when told. Although it does frustrate him when I move around so much. All the better, I suppose." The cat would go anywhere he was told to go, except for in the water. He was horrible when it came to that. It was the typical fear of cats, and Yrael wasn't exactly immune to it. He wasn't terrified of water, just a little frightened. That was perfectly okay with her, because when he disobeyed or did something stupid, he had to go swimming. It was fun to watch him do that, she had to admit. Looking at the demon for a moment, she wondered what he was afraid of. There was no way that he wasn't afraid of something, because everyone else seemed to be. She smirked at his comment. "Do you see how quiet it is around here? It's hard not to be insensitive in an environment like this." This was rather enjoyable, she had to admit. She didn't have a headache yet.

The demon smiled. "Then i guess we should go." Akuma said walking away. There had to be a lake around somewhere. He wouldn't wait for the chaos to start but he had too. If things were going to go according to plan it would take time and lots of it. He hoped the cat would take it's time he wasn't really looking forward to seeing that freak again.

"I'll follow you, even though I'm positive you aren't going the the right direction." She wasn't really sure of anything, but she knew that most of the water was in the opposite direction, unless Akuma knew of some random secret pond or something. It wasn't likely, but it wasn't impossible, either. Anything could happen here. In a few moments, Sticky showed back up with a bell bandolier. "Where's that stupid cat?" The skeleton seemed to shrug. Astareal passed it off, knowing that the cat wasn't going to get killed. If he did pop up, however, with his collar off, she wasn't going to appreciate his efforts to be free.