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 Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:30 am
Morgan decided to jump as the screech was heard from beyond the gates and she turned slowly to Will before looking at her cigarette and tossing it to the ground thinking it might be laced or something. I have a feeling he wants to unsettle us... she thought and nearly fell over backwards when the axe appeared at his foot, "i hope that is ketchup" she muttered feeling her chills die down slightly as the Butler explained what was going on. "Ill assume the axe was someone playing tricks?" she mumbled again but didn't follow right away, preferring to follow someone else in in case there was any actual harm in the place.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 12:06 pm
Bailey picked off some lint from her skirt while paying attention to the words of Will and the rather creepy butler. The hair on the back of Bailey's head stood up as she heard a piercing shriek coming from inside the house. Still, spiders would be the least of their worries. Bailey allowed her hands to drop back down to her side. What choice did she have? If she left the property, who knows what might happen and she had nowhere else to go. With a resigned sigh, Bailey followed the others that had gone inside. They would only be staying in this place for one night...hopefully.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 1:52 pm
((UNS - Will))
Ah, those three. The blonde merely nodded, acknowledging Sebastian's information of the other three guests, who no doubt could potentially freak out the human Owl guests. Will simply smiled at Morgan, upon hearing her comment on ketchup. “Ah, well, I assure you it’s not ketchup. If you really want to, you're welcome to sample for a taste. Now, do go inside.” Bailey had taken the lead, the brave soul that she seemed to be, but Morgan was lingering. So was Nik, and Anya....Will still had a hold of the Poison Owl to make sure she didn't storm off the grounds.
The others could go and rest. The Satan Owl had some business to attend to, and the man barely ever needed sleep anyway. He projected to those intertwined directly with the Great Four: Lucien De Leon the succeeding Death Owl, Thomas Banson Moses the Death Owl, Noel Anderson the God Owl, Roulin Presidiomni the Life Owl, and Cheani Office Presidiomni the former God Owl successor and Will’s b*****d student. ~Alright, assholes, head count. Check in. Give location and status. Now. ~
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((NPC - Cerberus))
With the two Owls past asleep beside Cerberus, the three headed dog yawned and awakened. The bed was spacious, but this was no fun. Hehe. The dog stood up, jumped on the heart shaped bed once with enough force to bounce Cecilia and Roulin off the bed and then innocently trotted out of the room to harass Demios, who was snoozing on the couch.
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((UNS - Amaya - Neo can post first because Itachi should be out of the shower before Amaya. Feel free to ghost Amaya out of the shower and so on.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 3:34 pm
Roulin had been laying bed sleep for almost fifteen minutes. Before he knew it, dreams were starting to play before his eyes like a theater's movie projection. They hadn't become pleasurable or painful yet. When Cerberus stood up and shifted his weight on the bed, the Life Owl's eyes fluttered open, then shifted incredously to the dog. "...you've got to be kid-" The hellspawn bounced atop the bed sending both himself and Cecilia toppling off of the heart shaped bed. The jarred owl landed on his back with a heavy thump. A few more inches, and his head may have been cracked against the nightstand. To throw salt into the open wound that was Roulin's lack of sleep, Will chimed into his mind asking for a headcount. Angrily, without realizing it as well, Roulin nearly shouted, "Goddamn it Will! I'm trying to sleep! Shut.....up!"
Getting to his feet, Roulin feel back into bed weakly and limp. He was still tired, and now there was a throbbing pain in his back that would heal soon enough...where was Cecilia? She had been bounced off of the trampoline-like bed too. "Cici...are you alright? Where are you?" Demios had turned the lights off, but the jacuzzi still illuminated a bit of the room for the trio. Cecilia must've been right beside the bed, because Roulin couldn't see her. "If you can hear me, Cerbs got off the bed...sorry about all of that."
~~~
Che still found it hard to imagine that Thomas had a family that seemed to just...absolutely adore him and his presence. Were these people on drugs? Could this be an episode of The Twilight Zone? Even Che found himself asking aloud, "Am I being Punk'd? Because if so...you guys are doing a d--What?"
Before Che could utter his curse, Thomas elbowed the man. They were in the presence of a god fearing woman and her two grandchildren. There would be no cursing here. Thomas looked up at his old friend Ms. Rutherford with a warm, almost brotherly grin and complemented her cooking. "The steaks are still really good Marie. I keep forgetting that you used to be a chef."
~Will, you won't ******** believe what I'm seeing here..and yeah, I'm alive. Although, I'm not sure where I am...probably New Hampshire though...shut up Roulin! God, you're going to make me go deaf yelling like that...~ Che's scowl brought the attention of the two kids that sat on each side of the little old lady. They laughed at him, then asked, "Sir? Are you constipated? Or just real sad?" Che shifted his eyes between the two children, then opened his mouth showing them the steak slice that he'd chewed into a dark, gross mass. This only illicited a laugh from them.
~Yeah, I'm here Will. And we're in New Hampshire....where in the hell'er y'all?~ Thomas looked over at Che once again, then back to the homeowner. "Yeah, so about your husband. The cancer finally get to him? I remember tellin' him to stop smoking...if'n he didn't, he'd be seein' me sooner than he thought. I'm sorry for yer loss Marie."
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 3:46 pm
Cecilia had not even been asleep for five minutes when a rather heavy movement caused her to tumble off of the bed and land on the floor. "Oh for ******** sake!" she cried in frustration as she placed her hand on the bed to push herself back onto it. Wouldn't anyone let them sleep? She looked over towards Roulin and saw that he had been woken as well. He looked just about as pissed as she was. "I'm fine," she muttered. "And Cerbs jumped off. That was what knocked us off the bed in the first place." She ran her azure fingers through her cloud of white hair and sighed. She had heard him mention the name Will. She assumed that Will was contacting him telepathically. Cecilia couldn't hear what was being said. She wasn't sure if she wanted to hear. The young blue Cosmic Owl drew her legs up to her chest and rested her chin against her knees. She wanted to go back to sleep, but had a feeling that it would be almost impossible to do.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 4:10 pm
Nikolai simply took in the surroundings for a bit, and acted like he didn't hear Will or his butler. Sighing a bit, he winced as there was a loud screeching outside the gate and Will had an axe thrown at him. Nik didn't know too much about the Satan Owl, but he did know that he wasn't a man to be trifled with, and chucking an axe at him wasn't something any sane or normal person would do. Nik nodded lightly, saying, "Inside is probably a good idea." Nik followed Sebastian inside the house, dancing his way up the stairs in time to his music, humming lightly as he followed Bailey in. Glancing around at the foyer, the first thing that caught Nik's eye was the condition of the mansion, the outside emitted an air of ruin, old and dusty mansion, while the inside certainly fit the old category, the place was neither dusty nor in ruin. The chandelier above their heads lit the room nicely and Nik glanced around before saying, "Nice place, haunted or not." Nik bobbed lightly to his music and danced his way around the foyer, looking around at the various objects adorning the walls and such.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 5:31 pm
Roulin repositioned himself just as he was in the bed earlier. His back was against the bed and his eyes were against the chipping fractals that would once in a while fall from the ceiling. The room above them may have been getting alot of action. Either that, or the previous owner of their room liked to assault the ceiling. Roulin, sighing out of annoyance now, looked over to Cecilia who seemed to have a glow to her now. Possibly due to the combination of the undulating lights beneath the clear watered jacuzzi and the dark red light given off by Cerberus who was now nudging Demios. "Yeah, I know...makes me wonder how Will managed to keep this guy under control...makes me wonder do I get a pet like this?" Now that the feeling of restlessness began to set in thanks to the jostling of Cerbs, Roulin asked his blue assistant, "Well, it looks like you're going to be up for a while. Would you like to talk about something Cecilia?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 6:55 pm
((UNS - Will))
The link of communication that was open right now between the Great Four members was one where all responses could be heard by all the Great Four members. The first to respond had been an agitated Roulin, followed almost immediately by his father Che, who seemed to be in disbelief about something. Two instances of "God" had now been mentioned yet Noel had not spoken yet.
~Oh, grow one, Rou. Where the f**k are you? Just answer the damn question and then we might let you go to sleep.~ Yeah, maybe... Will knew Cerberus was with Roulin.
Judging from Thomas and Che's combined answers, those two were "buddies" in New Hampshire in the same location, and Che was most likely surprised about something concerning Thomas. It couldn't be anything else. So...what was it that Che might be unlikely to believe and be utterly shaken to the point of speechlessness.
~I'm in Vermont, Tom. And Che, let me guess. Tom's got fans? Civilized? Next American sitcom? I digress... Alright, Noel, Lucien, speak up. We know you're there. If Rou can talk in his sleep and Che can still speak english, you two can say something.~
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:09 pm
Kojiro nodded "Maybe I will.." he agreed with a small glimmer of hope, he remembered alot of things, and he forgot quite a bit as well, large gaps in his memory seems to interfere with remembering anything in his past. He shook the confusion for a moment and looked back up he mysterious person, he felt heavy very suddenly, his eyes became heavy as well,but Kojiro still seemed coherent., "....I don't care if it is silly...I don't need someone whispering in my ear...It's just..." Flashes of the sunken ships and scattered corpses appeared in hi thoughts,".....I don't know..." he mumbled, unable to provide a sufficient answer. As she finished speaking, he became pale, as soon as she finished speaking, a name registered in his head, The Satan Owl has told him the same thing as it haunts his mind. Kojiro looked at her,"...I don't understand....how can someone choose one path...when they cant see where they are headed...or what it leads to.... Kojiro tried to shake the thought and, letting his eyes wander , they fell upon Serena for a moment, and then towards the window and noticed the snow outside, "Snow?..." he whispered, somewhat surprised to see it all over the ground. Kojiro figured she did not look Japanese, but the fact se spoke it was nice enough. He wondered if she cared about honorifics as they did in his country, he tried hard to drown his confusion in much more lighthearted concerns, even though he knew he could not run from his fate forever.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:18 pm
The room had set off a glow, both from the lights of the jacuzzi and the crimson light from Cerberus who now seemed to be harassing Demios. The dog was a menace in its own right. Cecilia lifted her arms to the ceiling and stretched. She had managed to regain a small bit of energy in those few minutes that she had slept. "Well, having a three-headed dog does have its advantages. Er...I'll let you know what they are when I think of them," she said with a small laugh. She shifted her body until her legs were crossed in front of her indian style. There had been something bothering her for quite some time now. She looked down and played with the satin covers of the bed before she looked bravely into Roulin's deep purple eyes. "Well, actually there is something I wanted to talk to you about. I wanted to say that I'm sorry about what happened in New York. I wanted to help and when I saw that Storm Owl wreaking havoc, I felt like I had to at least try and stop her. I realize that it was probably stupid of me to do and that if I hadn't fought her, I probably wouldn't have gotten shot, and you wouldn't have had to protect me while fighting that Herald. I feel like it's partly my fault because if you hadn't been trying to keep that shield up around me, you could've fought him with everything you had and you might not have ended up in such bad shape earlier." She fell silent once again, waiting for him to respond to her. Her voice had remained steady with each word she spoke, yet there was an expression of guilt in her teal eyes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 7:27 pm
Noel looked around she continued the walk up the moutain when she heard Will. The safest place on Earth I know, I'm about to be at the home of Amara's parents she projected to him. She continued to walk upwards as a few rocks stood in their way. Raising her hand a white flash escaped and crumbled the rock.
"Honestly, I'll look for a successor, I've grown absoloutely tired of this role Timothy, unlike you, I know when to give it a rest" she said finishing her glass. She ran her fingers through her long red hair and looked at her green body. "Funny thing is, Green was never my favorite color as young girl" she said laughing a little and looking at Timothy. Resting the empty glass on the coffee table, she laid her head back.
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:49 pm
Roulin blew a loose strand of hair from his face when Will continued to irk him with questions. Looking over at Cecilia, his face still holding the slightly peturbed stare, he replied to Will as calmly as he could force himself to.
~I'm in Virginia, though where I don't know. When Cerberus showed up, and he's quite the dog by the way, but when he showed up, we caught a ride on him and we moved pretty quickly...now, are you done with me? Kind of tired...~
"He makes for a good guard dog or a lawn ornament for Halloween. Of course, we'd have to explain how he performs so realistically though..." For as long as Cerbs would be with them, Roulin would treat the dog like a pet. Even when he tore through his clothes and shredded to pieces his furniture, he'd still see him as part of his family. The resting man made it a mission to ask Will when he'd be taking his spawn back the next time he saw him. When Cecilia went to twist and tie the satin sheets, he knew something was up. The expressing of guilt which was laced in her teal gaze was what gave it away. As she went on, pouring out apology after apology, Roulin nodded and even smirked as if the situation was unimportant. It was. She was here safe and sound and his newest branch of his healing ability was now beginning to burgeon. Placing a hand tiredly on her knee, he formed his reply. "Don't worry about it Cecilia...you're here safe with me and Demios. I learned something new and you learned that snipers are dicks. And as for Tim, don't mind---" The owl froze in his words. Cecilia's mentioning of the Herald removed his grin and replaced it with a contemplative stare. Something had happened in that fight that he hadn't told anyone. He was going to tell Lucien, but then madness occured.
"Umm, Cecilia, about that fight," Roulin timidly began. He looked up into her teal eyes and could see within them his own expression. He wasn't scared, but the light frown upon his somber face seemed to suggest otherwise. "Something happened in that fight...something I can't really explain. Can I tell you about it?"
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"Is that so? Well, you've done a good job with your green abilities. Along with that, I applaud the natural disasters as well." Timothy hid his smirk from Sabrina as he opened up the keyboard's guard. The ebony and ivory keys spoke silently to him. Though their calls were silent, to Timothy it was like an applause on an encore from a colloseum. Holding his fingers over the keys, the metallic strings began to twist, tuning themselves to the Herald's liking. "Well, do whatever you want when this is done. For now, I need you to assist me my dear. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be playing. If you need me, please let me know."
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Posted: Thu Jun 30, 2011 11:58 pm
Lucien's head snapped up as he heard the telepathic message from Will. he sighed and smiled, he was glad to see that the others were alright. He chuckled a little to Will's remark but he knew he had to answer. ~Will? Looks like you're still alive. Good you'd be hard to replace. Anyways I am not sure where we are we've been flown a great distance, but it doesn't really matter i have means of getting anywhere I need to go. Anyways what do you need? I feel like a little bit of you has rubbed of on me, I want to wring the life out of the traitorous s*** holes that felt big enough to double cross me.~ He looked towards Amara and Vincent. "Amara looks like we're going to be on the move. To bad, but everything has to happen." He looked at her and smiled a little. "You were always the bright light in my life." He walked over and kissed her. He released a few moments later and smirked. "But it looks like our time together is like usual, short, take care Amara, and please stay safe."
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 12:01 am
Cecilia half expected Roulin to go off on her, but she was rather surprised when he didn't. Her lips formed a smile at his comment about snipers. Of course, it didn't stop her from wanting to find out just who injured her and killed Aaliyah. She noticed that his expression became contemplative. Something was on his mind. Cecilia tilted her head wondering what was bothering him. He seemed to have a lot on his mind lately. Cecilia couldn't hide the fact that she was worried about him. Actually, she was worried about everyone, but Roulin especially. Something had happened during that fight, but what was it exactly? An expression of concern came over Cecilia's face. But she replaced it with a smile. "You know you can talk to me about anything. I may not like it, but I'll still listen and try to give you the best advice I can." She nodded as she waited for him to respond.
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Posted: Fri Jul 01, 2011 1:08 am
Roulin truly appreciated Cecilia's company although he did feel as though he was keeping her awake with his ramblings. What happened in New York, he had to tell someone and now was the time to get it off of his chest. With a worried stare, he sat up in the bed next Cecilia and removed the pillow which was behind him to his lap. His left leg extended forward, but his right leg remained at his chest. Now, his gaze was now set upon Cecilia. Prepared now and comfortable, the owl went on. "As you well know, there are three kinds of people. People who know, people who don't and people who are confused. I like to think that I know, but sometimes, I know that I don't. Like...my powers....this war...hell, even my own family history. I hope I don't sound crazy here. But umm, the thing I don't know is..." Roulin found himself pausing for moments on end as he tried to form his next point. Even his hand motions couldn't build up what he needed to say, or rather, how to say it in such a way that wouldn't worry him or Cecilia. What other way could he describe a moment in which he almost scalped someone? After giving a defeated sigh, Roulin finally spoke.
"In New York, when I was fighting against Timothy...I thought he killed you. I couldn't bare that thought. So when that happened, I raised my hand and used my telekinetic ability. Somehow, I was able to pull him out of his elemental form into his vulnerable human form. Needless to say, I felt accomplished. I felt on top of the world...almost free even, but then I did something else. I pointed at his forhead. Then, it started to bleed. Timothy started to bleed and as I traced further across, a line formed....then...I was teleported away. I--I almost scalped him out of pure rage. Part of it was because I thought you were dead, but the other...the other was because I wanted his power for myself. I wanted to be able to do what he does and to control what he controls. Like I said, I don't know, and I think I'm afraid to know..."
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