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 Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 5:22 pm
((so don't have any idea what to post for Erin ^^; she and Bailey seem to have become third wheels in this conversation. just pretend she's following Rou and Lu.))
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After storming out of Will's office, Kate made her way briskly down the hallway she had just entered. The only thing she had on her mind right now was to get away from that room, and hopefully, out of this house. She wanted to be as far from Will as possible right now. She didn't really care where, just somewhere Will wasn't going to be. However, the distraught Eternity Owl couldn't make it farther than the lavish dining room. Her legs and energy levels would not permit further travel because she felt drained emotionally. As such, Kate looked around and found the first place she could find to sit down: which turned out to be an open space of wall between the door of the room and a large cabinet that held china dishes and whatnot. She basically had to slide her back down the wall to help herself sit down. After collapsing there on the carpeted floor, Kate sat there, hugging her knees close to her chest. She finally uncurled her hands from the fists, finding that her nails really had broken the skin of her palms. Fortunately, the injuries weren't serious and they didn't bleed very much. However, she noticed her hands were shaking quite badly. Kate wasn't really sure if they were shaking because she was angry at Will, from being so mortified that she had burst out like that, or some combination of the two.
Her long pink hair fell down across her back and shoulders when she placed her forehead to her knees to curl herself into a ball to keep herself from shaking too visibly. Shutting her eyes tightly, Kate tried to calm herself. That didn't work very well though because what had happened with Che and Will was too fresh in her mind and Will had definitely humiliated her beyond belief. It really didn't help either that Kate was now tossing the idea around that maybe Che and Will had planned this whole situation before hand just in order to humiliate her. There was just too much going on all at once that the mere thought couldn't be dismissed so easily. Kate wasn't so sure about the idea at all, but could Che really have had a hand in this? Would he really betray her like that? She didn't think so, but still couldn't be discounted until she actually confronted Che about it.
She really didn't want to think about any of that right now. Actually, Kate really didn't want to think at all. Her thoughts and mind were spinning wildly out of control and she felt there was really nothing she could do to stop it. The only way she could see a way out of this feeling was to ride it out. Kate's eyes were shut so tightly in order to force back any tears. She was so intent on her thoughts and trying not to cry, Kate had not heard anyone enter the room through the door next to her. At least not until she heard the soft clink of a tray being placed on the dining room table in the center of the large room.
Blinking in surprise, the Eternity Owl froze up. She didn't want to talk to anyone right now, and nor did she want to be found. So how could someone have found her already? Hearing a soft, almost childlike voice say, "Food...", Kate relaxed a tiny tiny bit. At least it wasn't Che or, let alone, Will. It was just one of the servants bringing in food. After a moment's thought and attempt to keep her voice level so as not to reveal how shaken she was and clutching her legs tighter, Kate finally answered. "I'm not hungry." Even though her own voice sounded foreign to her after all the yelling she had done, fortunately it was at the very least said in a defiant and refusing tone. Kate knew she had to eat, but she didn't want food right now. Especially not food given to her by William Descythe. Even if Kate had been hungry, she wouldn't even touch the food this servant had brought in.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 7:12 pm
Che's mind was too far gone at this point. His slight fear of Sebastian no longer affected him as the slenderman-esque butler submitted his ideas. What was said Will's worker brought a grin to the cold, pale features of the Mastering Owl. Even his remark regarding his own height elicited a chuckle from the Italian. "When this is over, we'll put you against a wall and draw a line over your head. Afterwards, we'll compare your height to last year. Sound fun sport?" replied Che to lightly mock the man. He mad sure not to use any vulgarities with him lest he receive another face to face talking to. As Keres exited the room paying her condolences to Che's long lost and luscious tuft of black hair, the seeming lethargic man rose, almost tossing the plate of food from his stomach. Catching it before it could flip, he paused bringing himself up at a high enough angle to just barely look over the couch. "Thank you Keres. I knew someone somewhere would appreciate it!" Knowing the little, doll-like girl, she only wanted to play with it...or worse. Braid it....
Now, with attention back on the two men in his presence, Che rested his head against the armrest again and placed his left hand over his face again. He kept his mouth uncovered only so that he could slip strips of bacon into it. This isn't what Che had become....a man laying on a couch eating fattening foods like greasy bacon. Rather, he was simply hungry. His last meal was indeed large, but it was eaten almost twelve hours ago. Even now as he ate, his stomach whine with a deep, churning resonance. Seb had given his ideas to the situation and Che thanked him with a nod. Even though his ideas were beneficial to the grand scheme, they were things Che had thought of already. "Organization you say? My dear boy, that's what I came here for. There's a girl that I know William here can contact...and please. I'll pay you to think if I have to. It'll take a load off of my own shoulders if you did."
"Sleeping pills won't be in order...I'm not going to sleep any time soo--" Che was cut off by Will's interruption. When Satan gave a trio of yaddas to the conversation, Che couldn't help but turn one eye to him. From the looks of it, and from the words spoken by his former mentor, the frizzy haired Owl could tell he was perturbed by something. Slightly...not too much hopefully. "I don't need hints from you Will. Like I said, I know what I have to---and I'm not sleepy! Why do you two keep thinking that!?" The brief outburst was followed by silence and Che covering his eye once more. The plate on his stomach was now sat on the floor in front of the couch. The syrup that had been caught on his fingers were lapped away as soon as Che felt the sticky liquid bridge his index finger and thumb.
"As I was....damn it....I know we need organization. That's why I'm here. After I send out some texts to figure out these guys location, we get Ol' Annie to locate them. You, Will, will teleport them here. From there we take a private jet of yours and we make our way to Virginia. We need to mount a defense there while staying out of the way of the government. They'll put that green liquid in us faster than we can blink." Looking over to Will with half open eyes, Che gave the man a sneer, something he hadn't given to Will in ages. Dropping his hands to his sides now, the Italian spoke up once more. "I told you I've got this. I don't think you're seeing what I am though...even if we gather everyone, and by everyone I mean all of us excluding Roulin and Lucien's current troupe, we still will be at a disadvantage damn it. If you haven't seen the force backing these Owls already you're blind. Thanks to Roulin not killing that b***h Raven twice AND giving her his Heart of...whatever, she's twice as strong, has another source of energy and she commands more than fourty five percent of all the Owls of the East Coast! We'd need our own army to combat her's. ******** with Roulin and Lucien, we'd still be at a disadvantage! Hints or not, there are only a few options here. If we screw any of them up, we lose, get it?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 8:19 pm
The young Diclonious Owl wasn't used to so much snow, especially in a place where he had never snowed before. She couldn't help, but wonder...if it snowed in a place where it never did before...what would it be like in the colder places that were often covered in blankets of snow during the winter such as Colorado or Michigan? They had to be scorching. Bailey shook her head. She didn't know why she was even thinking about the climate change. There was nothing anyone could do to fix it. Until those responsible for the change regained control, it would always be like this.
Roulin's words tore her away from her thoughts on the climate. She looked up towards his direction. The situation in the east coast? She didn't know all the details, but given the fact that many of the Owls in Rome had supported Raven's cause...it was rather simple to assume what was happening. "I don't know all of the details, but given the fact that Raven has gained many supporters, especially since her little broadcast in Rome...it's safe to assume that she's gained many followers, amounting to a very impressive army that is still growing. Given how fast it's happening, it wouldn't be surprising if the army spread all the way to the West Coast within another two months, maybe less."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 8:37 pm
Aeon nodded and continued to drink. "I'm sorry CeCe, I know you're only looking out" she said. "Honestly it seems these days that just something that can remind me of what I used to have with KIK. she said as she took the bottle from Aiden and picked him up as she began try and burp him. "Honestly I think this all started because I didn't get to finish college...I mean before this whole OWL business, I was a straight A student...once my life was snatched from me...I fell into a sort of depression I would say. Now more than ever I'm worried. My nephew, my sister...even my father...." she said as she finished burping him and put him back in his seat and began to eat into her ribs.
Amara and Vincent were quickly pulled from the vehicle and were knocked out cold. About thirty minutes had passed and Amara began to try and focus her vision. She looked around as she saw Vincent and the child next to her knocked out. An older gentleman who was quite tan, black hair with a white streak, and nice build stood in front of Amara. "Aww Ms. Vanali, you're finally up. Now it seems that you've caused us a lot of grief in the last five hours. Did you not think we would catch up with you?" he asked.
Amara looked up at him. "You mean I wasn't supposed to return the hospitality that you all have given me since I've stayed in your lovely camp" she asked sarcastically. He slapped her as her head swung to her right side. The kid and Vincent began to wake up. "What's going on?" the little boy asked in a sleepy tone. Two guards made their way towards him and picked him up. Amara glared at them and back at the older man in front of her and Vincent. "You know I should kill the both of you....but I'll only kill one" he said with a smile as he took out a hand gun and pointed it at Vincent's head. Cocking the gun, Amara quickly pushed the key through her necklace as it fell to the ground. "You might not want to do that" she said as glass vase flew into the head of the older man. She then untied Vincent and took off his collar as well. More people were coming, she could hear them.
Amara soon tapped into about 20 people's minds, mentally sedating them as they fell to the floor, others had helmets that prevented her attack. "Vincent I hope you have a little fight left in you" she said as she prepared to fight whoever was going to come through the door next.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 8:58 pm
Lucien felt a small smile spread across his face as Roulin challenged his plans. "You won't be able to stop me. You're a fool if you think you can solve the world's problems and correct the prejudice while sacrificing few. No change was made without sacrifices. Slavery took hundreds of years of oppression before people finally fought against it, the Holocaust claimed countless lives while for the most part America did nothing." He ran his fingers through his hair, looking towards Sibal who had remained standing in the same place he had been all the while he had accumulated quite the snow mass over his shoulders and on his head. "Sibal shake that off, it's unbecoming." He said calmly. Sibal shook his body off much like a dog would do before he returned back to his statue stance. Lucien laughed at the notion of Roulin taking his powers. "You're so confident. Perhaps if you had taken the time to learn strategy you wouldn't need my powers as a crutch." He said as he took a few steps in the snow. "I said many things years ago." He said trailing off at the end. He looked over his shoulder at Roulin. "Chess? Taking a page from Dante's book are we? Regardless we lack the time for such niceties. Perhaps some other time, when we're not trying to stop a world war." He folded his arms gently across his chest, exhaling he saw the plume of white haze escape his mouth with every exhale. "Yes Raven's been quite the busy girl. building an army, amassing a star struck public and keeping her firm grip on the east coast tightly clenched." He turned around to stare at the people who had gathered together to form something of a team. "So how will you go about stopping her? On the other hand I'm wondering something, she thrives on the support of Owls, and you want all Owl kind to be joined together. Perhaps you should simply propose to Raven and cement the ties between your two goups forever." He was joking of course but his tone and lack of social subtlty it sounded as if he were serious.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 9:22 pm
"Hmph...even slavery had an end to it once Lincoln saw how it held the South together. And strategy? I do---heh. There we go again...this is why I said we should keep the amount of pleasantries we toss around to a low. We'll just argue and nothing would get done..." Roulin at first was ready to debate Lucien and his just cause. He didn't even miss a beat when the new Death Owl contradicted him. For the sake of Lucien's life, his own life and the lives of the people traveling with them, the calmed young man chose not to enter into that realm of philosophies with Lucien. Not at this moment anyway. When Bailey spoke up, that gave him the opportunity to relieve his mind was what was just said and how he planned to reply. "You're right Bailey. You too Lucien. She's advancing...wildly. I'd give it....yeah. About two months if left unchecked. That's what we're here for though in case any of you haven't noticed. We're here to think of a way to put and end to her and her madness..."
The Italian had already promised himself that even if alone, he'd bring this war to a close. One way or another, it would be so and he'd see to it even if it meant him dying. Heh, that would probably put a bad taste in Lucien's mouth though...dying was no longer on the list of options for Roulin as long as the man behind him was still on his path of self-destruction. Looking over his shoulder, first glimpsing Sibal shaking the snow on his body free as he walked behind Lucien and the rest, Roulin went on, "Too busy...and that's what's making her force so strong. She's charismatic. Remember how charisma helped Hitler? We don't want that to happen. Not in this day and age. My plan, Lucien, is that we attack her head on. Simple as that. Amass the best we've got and got straight for her at once, understand? And when I say the best, that's what I mean. None of the weaklings or the failure's I've had to watch sit still in progress these past years. If we're going to go at her with a preemptive strike, we'll need speed, power and cunning. Not people that'll crumple like paper at the sight of a few better-than-average Owls. Now, questions anyone?"
Lucien still retained his sense of humor and it showed in his final statement. Even with the mind of a computer, he still retained his humanity and for that, Roulin was somewhat proud. Instead of opting to let the comment fly, he replied with an explanation to both why that was a silly thought and why this war was even still burgeoning like a slowly growing explosion. "Heh, still have that pocket comedian with you at all times I see. What's funny about that is I gave Raven my heart a while ago...during the Japan incident I believe. Look where that's gotten everyone."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 10:29 pm
"Really? Bust into her base of operations guns a blaze in the hopes that our powers alone will topple her menagerie of troops? I like it." Lucien said in obvious objection to his past reactions. "Few others could make this...shall we say team, better I see no reason why there must be a large scale tactical plan. Afterall look who you've amassed, an OWL capable of turning any organism into a puppet so long as they have warm blood coarsing through their veins, an owl with what four invisible weapons coming out of her back? All of which seem to lack any sort of limitation. A telepath who can bend the minsd of weaker Owls to her will. Then there's this...Creature? Yeah creature will do, that is immune to any and all nullification fields. The soon to be Light Herald, and to top it off both the Life and Death Owls. I say unless we're going to go on a hunt for Che's group we couldn't possibly be better off."
He smiled, finding the situation in general to be hilarious, if someone had come up to him six months ago and told him that he would be doing this one day he would have sliced open their heads just for the pure sport of it. "Wow Roulin, that's quite the dominating statement, are the owls beneath nothing short of excellence so far beneath us now?" He smiled, laughing a little as Roulin mentioned her charisma. "I hope the devil understands her silver tongue then, charisma will only get you so far. Unfortunately when you've made the enemies she has all she has to look forward to is a long drop and a sudden stop in Hell." He said with another small laugh. His voice was dark, not evil, but cunning, he blinked once his eyes instantly changing from the radiant golden color that they had been into a brilliant silver.
He looked back at Roulin, smiling a little at his response. "Is that right? how unfortunate, how did Cecilia take that?" He understood Roulin's true meaning, the heart of Life reference and everything, just another unusual sense of humor from the naive genius. "As far as questions go I only have a few: When do we embark on this do or die mission? and finally what transpires if all goes according to plan and Raven lies dead on the ground?" Another sly smile crept onto Lucien's new face as he imagined the answer Roulin would give, possibly something about them having that much needed final confrontation? Or perhaps he would suprise Lucien with some sort of peaceful solution? Or perhaps they would simply split ways and if coincidence brought them back together on the opposite ends of a battlefield then they would end their long rivalry.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 3:31 am
Cecilia's food arrived and her glass was refilled. Yet before she started eating, she felt it was only respectful to respond to Aeon's words. "Why would you continue with that stuff?" she asked talking about the KIK that Aeon had clung to as if it was a life-line and she would cease to exist if she were to let go. "It only seemed to make you weaker, not stronger. Yes, your powers gained a significant boost, but at what cost. It was practically killing you slowly." She bit into one of the fajitas, her taste-buds climaxed in ecstasy at the delicious taste. "There is still a chance that you may have a normal life. It may not be normal in the way you want it to be, but that's something you would have to deal with being an Owl. You can have some semblance of a normal life. It's quite possible."
Her eyes fell upon Aiden who was looking from Aeon to Cecilia with an expression of light curiosity before he grinned. "Despite who his parents are, Aiden could also have a fairly normal life. What I'm trying to say is, despite the obstacles that have been thrown our way, a normal life is not out of anyone's reach. But we must push through those obstacles in any way that we can." She took another bite of her delicious tongue-climaxing meal. "On to your sister and your father...I can't tell you whether or not they are all right. And after the UNS stormed the hospital in Rome, we didn't hear anything from your sister. Even if she is in some sort of danger right now...there is that small chance that she will escape. Amara is a very strong and resourceful young woman. I don't see her as the type to just lay down and give up so easily."
It was easy to see why Aeon worried so much. No word from Amara had been sent to them in over two months. No word had been sent from anyone. A horrifying thought entered Cecilia's mind. What if...what if they had all...No! She couldn't think like that! Not wanting to worry, Aeon or upset Aiden, Cecilia gently pushed her chair back and stood up. "Please excuse me for a moment," she said, her fists clenched so as to steady her trembling hands. Cecilia then turned and headed straight for the restroom, passing a woman who was just coming out on the way in. The woman made a wide berth around the Azure Owl, something which Cecilia ignored. Once inside, she walked towards the long marble counter, which was indented with about five or six sinks. Turning the water to an icy jetstream, she splashed the punishing cold fluids onto her face, gasping in discomfort as she did so. She did this a few times before shutting the water off and bracing the palms of her hands against the sink counter.
Water streamed down her face, ending in small droplets along her jawline and chin, and clinging to the end of her nose. Mixed with those many droplets of water were tears, tears that she kept hidden, which she only allowed to fall when the hard emotionless rock in the pit of her stomach could not contain her emotions anymore. Roulin, Amara, Che, Moli, Erin...what were their fates right now? Roulin....the change she had seen in him while in Rome...had it become even more prominent? Was he really killing just to gain new mutations and to become stronger? Would he even resort to killing those he considered or once considered a friend? What would happen if they lay eyes upon each other again? All these questions and more plagued Cecilia.
Not wanting Aeon to come in and check on her, she quickly pulled some brown paper towels from the dispenser and wiped her face dry, straightening her hair, the front of which was slightly damp, but she fixed it in a way where it wouldn't be noticed. Putting on what could be considered an unreadable expression, she walked out of the restroom and made her way back to the table and sat down in her seat quickly picking up her fajita and biting into it, the minute her rear end touched the chair. "So then, what do you want to do after this?" she asked swallowing a particularly large bite, struggling to forget the fact that she had practically broke down in a public restroom.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 3:57 am
((NPC---Seb)
“It certainly sounds fun…” Was Sebastian’s dry remark when Che mentioned keeping track of Sebs growth, it was still rather amusing to hear such words from the Italian. Of course, the findings that may be laid down after repeating the process for a few months will most likely unsettle the Mastering Owl, that was probably the only reason Sebastian said it sounded like fun. Che was most definitely an interesting man and even more so when he was unsettled about something. Turning his thoughts back to the topic at hand Sebastian shifted the weight from one foot to the other as the aura in the room changed to a much darker feeling. It was apparent that the Satan Owl was not in the slightest bit amused with how his former pupil was approaching the subject at hand. The butler stared at Che as Will spoke and remained quiet for the time being. However, a small smile pulled at the corners of Sebs lips and he found himself tempted to say ‘And my time..’ when Will spoke about time being wasted. Of course, it wasn’t as if Sebastian actually gave much thought about time...unless he was working or doing something a bit more constructive.
The dark haired male arched an eyebrow when Che mentioned Will knowing of someone who could help them locate the ones needed. “That girl…Hmm?” Seb chuckled at the thought of Che paying him to think. The butler was already quite aware of where the Mastering Owls new source of currency was coming from but withheld from making a snarky comment. He did however, decide to comment on the sleeping part “The way you are lounging around and the irritated tone of voice you are currently speaking in is enough to tell me that you are tired. Ah, and don’t worry…I usually slip the sleeping pills in the person’s choice of drink. So you wouldn’t know…”
The main subject was soon back on track and Sebastian listened to what Che had to say. While he had no intention of actually being a part of this war, Seb was obliged obey the commands that the Satan Owl laid down. So if he were to be asked to fight he would. Until that actually happened, he would continue to live his life the same way he has for a long time now. One thing was for sure, Sebastian was beginning to like this Raven woman. Barely in her 20’s and capable of causing so much destruction, she was someone Seb would simply love to meet…and quite possibly dissect… “Ah…then it is simple…you don’t screw up.” Once again the butler was stating the obvious and he little smug smirk was still present. “Also…how comes that woman has been able to do so much in two months while you have stumbled behind and not even managed to locate people? Have you been too busy playing in casinos and falling in love?”
((NPC---Keres))
Keres tilted her head to the left slightly and stared at Kate when the woman said she was not hungry. “Not hungry…” she repeated softly sensing the Eternity Owls current state of mind. Keres was not cut out for any type of social interaction….unless it was a bloody fight. The young looking girl was intrigued by Kate and was now fighting against her normal way of approaching others; instead she reached out for the food tray and picked up a plain roll and stepped closer to where Kate was sitting. “People need to eat…they are weak without food…” She muttered in a dream like voice as she stopped just before the Owl. Her white eyes remained blank and emotionless even as she lowered herself to sit in front of the strange woman. Her pale lips twitched a tiny bit as her gaze fell onto Kate’s pretty hair that was now within her reach. Instead, the girl held out the dry roll with an expectant small smile “Safe…” Keres added with the action in an attempt to put any doubt that Kate may have about the food out of her already troubled mind.
While one hand held the roll outwards for Kate to accept, Keres’s other hand made a move to lightly touch the soft pink hair that had been teasing her for long enough. “Pretty.” Kate’s hair was softer than Keres’s and this was confirmed when the doll like girl touched her own hair to compare the difference. Smiling now that she had finally quenched some part of her curiosity Keres tilted her head and remained sitting in front of Kate with her hand still holding the bread outstretched. She was not bored of Kate yet and so she was able to remain sitting there in silence if need be….Still, she was itching to play with the Owls hair. A simple touch was never enough for Keres…If she had to remain passive in order to obtain her wish then so be it. “My name…is Keres…you are Katherine?” Getting past first name basis was very rare for Keres, 9 times out of 10 the person she was interacting with was dead at her feet within seconds of meeting her.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 5:07 am
((Che's UNS - Will))
The aura in the room did not lighten even with Che's new words. That attitude was still there. The Mastering Owl's mentor didn't respond to the sleepy comment and that sneer didn't faze him at all. "Sure, Cheani. Sure... you're not thinking enough. Maybe you need a bit more than just some breakfast. But fine, I'll oblige you with what you ask of me. Sebastian, bring some more food for my son here." He took out his cell phone and shrugged. "You're the one being nearsighted. You're seeing fewer opportunities than there actually are. I'll let you figure it out yourself. Raven's progress is to our benefit. How many she actually commands is not what you think." He smirked as he dialed a number on his cell phone and spoke into it. " Ah, doing well, are we, Raven? Good. A little bit faster and I'd be pleased. But I must thank you for taking care of Kojiro for me....As he is a Japanese citizen, I do care for his well being."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 6:39 am
((TFP---Raven))
The crisp cold wind whipped Ravens hair around her face as she prepared to summon up a fresh shockwave. The shouts from the Exirian fighters were all but faint distant words as Raven concentrated on the building before her. With a slight smirk she released the raw energy that saw the building tumble down to the ground in mere seconds. Turning her attention to a nearby General who was close to being overwhelmed by gun wielding humans, Raven sent another shockwave to see those fighting against him blasted across the turned up ground. “Keep your wits about you and you will live…” The words were sharp and relayed the hidden message that Raven was not going to risk her life to see to it that a careless General lived another day. The fighting here was already starting to die down and Raven was close to inching that little bit further into new territory. Her hand of power was constantly on the move and she was going to continue driving it outwards as far as she can.
As Raven stepped forwards her phone began to buzz lazily in her trouser pocket. Pulling it out and gazing at the unknown number she raised an eyebrow. “Who…is this…” She flipped the phone open which automatically answered the call, and placed the cold device to her ear. A males voice spoke and Raven recognised it. She failed to put a name and a face to the voice but it was definitely one she had heard before. “Kojiro? Who is this and what the hell are you talking about?” For a brief moment she thought of the human Commander who had helped her and her team out in Italy…but the voice was not his. “Speak now and make it quick…I don't have spare time to waste on worthless men.” Even as she spoke on the phone, Raven was busy shockwaving humans who walked into her path.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 7:11 am
((Will))
Will smirked as Raven answered him. "Catherine Turner, I will tell you something about Kojiro that he has yet to realize. However, how you use this information is up to you. He is your family member after all." If Che had any protests or WTF moments, the Satan Owl ignored him. He chuckled. "There is a seal over his eye suppressing his true power and a command that can release the seal. It will maximize his potential and his abilities and allow him to move more comfortably. He will be unbeatable. However, it is not without costs."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 7:34 am
((TFP---Raven))
Raven listened to the man speak and found herself getting more and more irritated. He sounded smug…too smug and Raven simply wanted to blast him apart. However, the more he spoke the more interested Raven became. “A seal you say…” She was unsure if she should trust the words the man was speaking but found she was somewhat intrigued. After spending some time taking in the man’s familiar voice Raven was able to put her finger on who it was she was speaking too. “Tell me…why should I trust the words that the Devil speaks? How do I not know that you are simply planning to use this as a way to take my family down? I know where it is your allegiance sleeps…How many are with you now? Roulin….perhaps his father…Heh…” She laughed mockingly and spoke again “Come on Devil entertain me as I continue to paint a bloody path to my destination…What are the words that need to be spoken in order to see this seal broken..”
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 7:44 am
((Will))
Ah, and she finally recognized his voice. "Ah, Raven. I thought you would recognize the one who promised you your revenge more quickly," Will replied sarcastically as if that one line would make Raven trust him...yeah right. "Even if they were with me, they can't hear me....You should know better, Raven. The Devil owes allegiance to none. Besides, those who entertain me curry favor without coming to me. Now, if you release the seal, Kojiro will need some time to adjust...so I suggest you think it through carefully. " He paused for a few seconds before continuing. "The command is in Japanese. I hope you've brushed up on it from Koji." The Satan Owl's lowered to a whisper, but still extremely clear for Raven to hear. He cupped his hand over the phone and his mouth so his voice was muffled from Che. "...Maboroshi...Shinjitsu....kireme sakai" For some reason, Will knew that Kojiro wasn't in the vicinity of Raven, so he could speak the command out loud without effecting him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 7:57 am
((TFP---Raven))
“I will never trust a promise that has been laid down by you, Devil…” Raven was very close to hang up now but held out a bit longer as Will continued to speak. She was growing impatient of this man’s mocking ways and smugness. “Oh? So even if I were to slaughter those who cater to your every whim you will not move a finger to strike against me? And I will kill them Will…all of them...You can trust me when I say that.” The French woman’s voice was as cold as ever, her anger was burning as raw as a skinned animal. Still, she managed to keep it together enough to write down the Japanese words on a scrap piece of paper “Maboroshi….shinijitsu….kereme…sakai….” Raven repeated for good measure and laughed slightly “If this is all you have to say…I will be hanging up now…” And Ravens way of hanging up was a carefully constructed shockwave in the palm of her hand that shattered the phone into small pieces. “That damn devil….I will kill him if the opportunity ever arises..”
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