Arly/Stories
Alk and Nimbus find a fiend heavily injured by daemons. She starts babbling about intel and a girl named Arum before finally blacking out. They decide to care for her back at Starview.
Alk: Eat steel!
Alk: Nice job, me.
Nimbus: We're good on my end too.
Nimbus: Heh. These Kaleidoscope runs are like walks in the park.
Alk: Well, we ARE sticking to the shallows.
Alk: People have cleared every inch of this thing. I can guarantee you that nothing out of the ordinary's going to happen.
Nimbus: Then I want my money back... 'cause I smell blood.
Arly: COME AND GET IT!
Arly: Shoot... There really were more of you, huh?
Arly: Well, time to deliver!
Arly: Shred 'em up... Soul Ripper!
Arly: The door... I can almost taste freedom...
Nimbus: The hell went on here?
Arly: Tsk. I don't remember inviting you to the party...
Arly: Shred 'em up... Soul— Gah!
Alk: Are you okay?!
Alk: You've lost so much blood! You're turning blue!
Nimbus: She was always blue, birdbrain.
Nimbus: She's a fiend.
Alk: Fiend? Like Light's mortal enemies, fiend?
Arly: You know about us? Then you must be...
Arly: Join forces with me! I'll give you all the intel I have!
Alk: Y-you're dripping! The blood's dripping!
Arly: Brand me a traitor! I don't care! All I care about is... is... getting Arum...
Alk: I'd, um, love to help, but I reeeally don't know what's going on here...
Nimbus: Save your breath. She passed out. Standing.
Nimbus: So? What are you gonna do?
Alk: Not leave her here, obviously. We'll bring her back to Starview.
Alk: That's what Stella would want.
Nimbus: True. But what about our resident champion?
Alk: Eh, he'll get over it. It's Light.
Nimbus: Yeah, he lets you kids step over him like a fluffy doormat.
Nimbus: Well, if you're so sure, let's get a move on. Before somebody sees us.
Alk: ...Hey, Nimbus. Think you could carry her?
Nimbus: What? I can, but why?
Alk: Cause, well, I mean... Her belly's showing...
Nimbus: *sigh* Puberty...
Arly meets Alk and co., prepared for a grueling interrogation. Stella, however, is determined to make it a tea party. Over fluffy cakes and dainty tea cups, Arly talks about a faction of moderate fiends and her own missing sister, Arum, earning Light's trust.
Arly: We fiends are hunters of the human race.
Arly: Our claws were shaped to piece the heart, and our powers granted to torment the soul.
Arly: It's only natural for you to fear me. It's only natural for you to hate me.
Arly: I don't care. All that matters to me is survival. I wasn't expecting your trust, and I certainly wasn’t expecting a warm welcome...
Arly: So what in the world is going on?!
Stella: This is called a tea party.
Arly: I know what it's called! I meant why are you doing this?!
Arly: I thought we were going to have an interrogation. Not sip out of fine china with our pinkies in the air!
Stella: I'm sorry. Do you not like it?
Arly: Wait, no. Please... Don't feel bad.
Light: I am the one who arranged this meeting. *sigh* But not the setting...
Alk: I mean, if we're gonna talk, why NOT have tea and cake?
Alk: Come on! Sit down.
Light: It's as Alk says... After you.
Arly: Okay... Though you being nice is REALLY making me feel awkward...
Light: So there are fiends who oppose the Lord of Shadow...
Arly: Yeah. They're known as moderates. They try to keep out of the spotlight, for obvious reasons. I don't know who's leading them, or how many there are.
Arly: All I can say is, they're not a myth. They're the ones who got my sister and me out of Pandemonium.
Stella: Did you utilize a World Flipper?
Arly: Probably. I didn't know what it was at the time, but it looked like the one in Starview. The moderates were the ones who told me where to find it deep underground.
Arly: You know, I almost didn't believe them. Who would've thought there'd be worlds other than our own? But the Dark Throne keeps many secrets.
Arly: I didn't want to die for a cause I didn't understand. So I took my sister, and ran.
Alk: Where's your sister now?
Arly: ...I don't know. We were split up in an ambush.
Stella: It would be best to search for her in the Kaleidoscope.
Arly: Yeah... Well, that's all I know. Any questions?
Light: Yes.
Light: What of the princess... the capital? How goes the war there?
Arly: Can't say.
Arly: I have no intel on the humans. I didn't even know we lived in different worlds.
Arly: ...If that's all, I'll be going.
Light: Arly!
Arly: Yes? You need something else?
Light: I still do not trust you.
Arly: You chased me all the way here to tell me the obvious?
Light: But I trust the judgement of Alk and Stella. And they have faith in you.
Arly: ...
Light: Do you like sweets?
Arly: Huh?
Light: Alk was surprised you finished the cake. He would be glad if you came back and ate with us again.
Light: Thank you for speaking with us, Arly. Good night.
Arly: They're so nice, it's a crime.
Arly: ...The cake was really good though. Arum would love it.