Azreal
God of Death
Title : Mr. Ultimate
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 Age : 30
Location : Earth's core
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 | | Subject: Slumber(Open) Thu Jan 24, 2013 12:49 am | |
| Daikio Shakuso
Embodiement of Sloth 
Arriving home from the Human World, a portal open in front of the entrance of one of the Domes. Taking his exit, Daikio made slow dragging strides towards the entrance of his home. His expression could pass off as dull and/or expresionless. There was little to no sign of life in his eyes, something that usually occured whenever he was tired or sleepy. And with he day he has had, it was clear was. It was surely productive, well, it would be considered productive in Daikio`s eyes. Engaging with two odd characters, one being a large character, a shinigami. The other having a odd appearance as well, and though he did not really know the creature`s race, it was a rogue arrancar.
His engagement with the shinigami was rather long, it was informative as well, but it tired Daikio out. And his next engagement was with Drake, a Rogue Arrancar looking for a greater source of power. Something Daikio had no problem helping the male with. cause he honestly did not care how things turned out. He would either be the victor and gain the power he wanted so much, or die and lose his life. And since the male assist him in finding the location of some of the other sins, he in some ways, had to assist the male, since it wasn`t taxing or anything. All he had to do was open a portal to the lowest most level of Hell, and carry on from there. Though he didn`t show it, he was in some form or way, happy. He was happy about being able to go back to sleep, plus, he expected the bed he took from the human world, to be set up already. If it wasn`t, he would have to sleep in his hammock, like usually, since he would be to lazy to actually do something. He usually only lift his finger when attack or provoke. If there was no reason for him to get involve, he wasn`t, simple as that.
Dragging his feet along the ground, he entered into what could be referred to, as his bedroom. Yes it was in he ground, but he was fine with that. It was dim, it was cozy, and he was comfortable in the habbitat he was in. The flames that lit the halls and his room, were just fine enough for him to see where he was going, and where everything was; as well as dim enough for him to not be interrupted while sleeping. It was perfect, for Daikio at least.
Removing his scythe from across his back, he set it onto the mantle he usually place it on. Looking across the cave, he was somewhat excited to see the bed he brought, station at the center. Removing his clothing, he left them upon the ground, knowing a togabito would pick it up. Along with his shoes, he flop forward onto the bed. Scootching to the center, he place the cover around his frame, and relax his head onto the pillows. It took nearly thirty seconds for him to fall asleep, dosing off quickly into a calm and relax slumber.
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