It is, all things considered, a very nice drawing room. Portraits adorn the walls and the heavy drapes are open to let starlight from the moonless night through. There's a table far too small for the large room with a pot of tea, a set of tea cups and an arrangement of cookies and fruit. Two oaken doors are firmly closed to one side, and to the other a single door is slightly ajar, the sound of sobbing coming from past it. Every once in a while it's possible to hear a page being turned in the other room as well. The drawing room on its own is silent, save for the ticking of a grandfather clock and then, with no prelude, an exclamation.
Haru meets a regency superhero Lucien
stage-manager
"Many empowered could survive being swallowed by such a demon for at least a brief period of time, I expect. We tend to be very hardy."
traceless
"Dang. If I am swallowed by a lava demon don't bother, I'm not immune to extreme temperatures."
stage-manager
"Oh, I would have guessed that your ability to phase through objects would make you immune to physical harm as a general rule, is that not the case?"
stage-manager
A demon made out of metallic vegetation that could mutate living things into traps that incorporated a variety of poisons, most of them both painful and hallucinogenic in nature.
stage-manager
Especially spooky considering it can turn people into traps just like anything else alive.
stage-manager
"I believe there are instances of such traps being sprung years later mentioned in the records."