[Event Trigger] Baby, it's cold outside

[devilishdeals]

Inoue wasn't one to question himself. There might have been times he reacted badly to a turn of events, or misread an opponent, but rarely did his actual plans or whims come back to bite him. And yet here he was, wondering if he had been wise to plop himself among the souls of Asphodel, instead of keeping a distant, but more all-seeing eye. It wouldn't have been near as fun, but oh wouldn't the view be better...

But he also wasn't one to stew in regret, so while he mused over the possible mistake, it didn't slow his delicate work, repainting and placing greenery in the center of a giant town model, spread out across an empty, dim room with no windows and one shut door, the only other feature a ceiling fan spinning at a slow speed. The miniature park wasn't particularly damaged, but it had a "lived in" look to it Inoue was painstakingly fixing up. It was busy work, keeping his hands busy while he considered what to do about his latest struggle.

To keep this place alive, he needed to keep just as close an eye on the people inhabiting this lovely town, as he did the setting he put them in. But here he was, musing over his latest patrols and how to judge the state of minds around him. He might have pre-set them himself, given them some will of their own to move about, but none of them should be particularly aware and he needed to make sure it never crossed over in free will. There was no obvious reason it should, and yet...

He would just have to find a way to test them from time to time.

Finished, with his work, he carefully put away the green paint he had been using and went to the turn out the lights. But instead he paused, looked at the other switch there and slowly pushed it all the way up. The fan overhead swirled faster and faster, until the entire model below began to shake. All of his work slowly unraveled as the little fixtures toppled or rolled across miniature streets and lawns. And he hadn't stayed to watch - Inoue had walked right out, and then come back in holding what looked to be a bag of sugar, a smile back on his face.

At least if someone did notice the shift in the weather, it would be a sweet change.