Stratos was waiting for his answer from Mizu when Beuce decided to ask a question about how they know when they would actually find this witch of the black forest...that may or may not be black. Stratos responded by saying, "oh, well I'm sure if we just keep talking and walking in any general direction we'll get there eventually. It seemed to be that way for how we got to the tower where we met Merlin... I'm also confused as to what good finding a woman who weighs more than a duck would solve? If we're looking for a witch we'd be better off looking for someone made of wood."
Richard sat back on the staircase. Ever since the gates were risen it was just wave after wave of demon. Almost as if the entirety of hell was trying to force their way up this small little gateway. Ah well, there just somethings you were duty bound to do, and lifting these gates up and protecting them was just one of those things. And so, Richard continued to sit there, creating hellfire mist spears that fired out and impaled demons. He then turned to see that there were others joining in on the demon killing. That newbie with the plants seemed to be doing alright, though she seemed to be arguing with herself every now and then, and then there was Alistair. He seemed to be perfectly fine, continuing to kill these demons with his own Archer powers. Richard decided it'd be good idea to see where his head was at. It wasn't that he didn't trust him, it was just that he was curious about the man. Standing up, he created a white mist spear that followed him around for a bit. He then fired it at a single demon that was around Alistair. After entering the body the mist seemed to disperse, only to fire out more spears from the body, impaling nearby demons. "So, you seem to be adjusting quite fine I see." Richard waved to Alistair. "I'm actually kind of curious. As Caius told me, you always seemed willing to join us. I'm pretty curious as to why you were with the forces of hell up until now. Also, based on what Sal has told us about you in your encounters, why the hell did they even keep you alive?"
Stratos's question that he went to ask Ms. Mizu remained unanswered. Well, not so much unanswered as it was completely ignored altogether, almost as if it never existed. Whatever. As Ana, Kel, and Beuce all talked to each other about scoring bases with others, Stratos remained his normal presence of just sort of being there. Granted Ana told him that he'd get used to all of this, though he simply smiled and said, "I believe I'm already adjusting." Now that all the exposition was out of the way, Mizu, Merlin, Goofy and the rest of Keyblade...Group...they'd need a better name. Anyway, they were all now ready to get going on their forest expedition. Stratos gave a wave goodbye to Blizzagolem, Wart and Gilgamesh as they left. It was odd that they were just trying to kill the big man just a few pages ago. Stratos had no idea which direction they were going, so he just followed the flow of the group. Though he was still curious about something. As a fairly average tank who has a fairly rampant curiosity for magic, Stratos decided to ask Mizu a question. "So Miss Mizu, what was that spell back there? I don't think I've ever seen or heard of a kind of magic like that before."
"No no no, don't just swing at them, do your planty thing!" Muriel was bounding around like some sort of hyperactive lunatic, continually chiding at June to continue fighting these demons to get stronger and get her powers more refined. For the most part, June complied with the requests of her angel, though that was mostly because it was a very distracting voice. Though June wasn't the most comfortable using her powers yet. It seemed to be a weird sort of sensation, and her focus with it wasn't entirely the greatest, so she continued slashing at the demons around her absent mindedly. "No! That's still swinging! Planty thing!" Muriel's voice was still annoyed at her hosts lack of following her tips. "Behind you!" June's focused snapped towards a demon that was coming at her from behind, and so she acted in a quick reflexive action. The ground suddenly erupted firing a spear like tree branch out it, impaling the demon almost instantly and killing it. "How much longer?" "What!? How much longer?! Man, we've barely done any work and you want to stop already?! Man, how did I get paired with the laziest of hosts!?" June felt as though her ear drums may burst, even with this voice being exclusively in her head. "Alright alright. Maybe like, one thousand more? That sounds like a nice round number, perfect number for training! And just a perfect number for genocide of demons in general! So I'll say one thou-" June's face was not pleased at this comment. "Fine! Just go kill some more, I'll tell you when, Miss thinking my requests are too unreasonable!" So June swung at the oncoming demons, and summoned tree branch spears in the wake of her swing, impaling more demons, with Muriel telling her to try different plants other than trees to use her powers with.
"Well I don't see any reason why not too." Stratos was in full agreement of Ana's plan...despite her basically calling them all dumb. Stratos was still confused by the whole witch trying to steal Excalibur to do stuff, and the fact that everyone who knew was being stupid cryptic about it, just meant that it was reallly realllly important to stop. And so their grand plan was to go and stop this other witch that the original witch was trying to have do witchy witch stuff. Regardless, as Stratos started to walk towards Ana he also turned to ask Mizu a question. He was still kind of confused about things with her, and figured that since no matter how in a rush they may be, time was pretty irrelevant. "So Mizu, if Krowley got to us by traveling through time with a belt and stuff, and you and Krowley are from the same time period, and you don't have a belt, how did you get here?"
April 27th, representing.
Stratos continued to be lost in this conversation as people started to talk about Blaze and Krowley and the Order and all these names that meant absolutely nothing to this boy yet. However, through sheer tyranny of will and perseverance and other such things, Stratos was able to piece together what was going on. So Mizu, Krowley and Blaze, whoever those last two were, were from a different time and were probably given keyblades to help preserve the natural order of everything or something akin to that. But then Mizu figured that Krowley wasn't actually here because Krowley didn't actually have either of the belts...assuming that these belts were the things they used to travel through time. "Well, the way I see it, in my horribly pieced together way, is that this Krowley guy who apparently traveled through time to get here, is either a) a fake. As in, some dude pretending to be the real Krowley and is actually the person with the other belt...don't really know why he'd do something like that, but yes, it could also be b) he created another belt or something. He could also just have it without you knowing about it." Stratos basically blurted out everything that went through his head at this moment, but was still 90% sure everything he said was totally baseless. Whatevs.
So this guy over here got a job...that started today...and I totally forget that I should mention this here since it is going to cripple my availability and ability to be active. So yeah. For the most part the job is week on week off, but it's basically going to be this way for the rest of the rp.
Infinitely Stratos was confused by everything that had just been said here. Well, not everything. He got the fact that Merlin respected Yen Sid's choices fairly well, and that now Merlin gave them their blessing as Yen Sid had faith in them and therefore they must be experienced and responsible. Of course, that wasn't true at all...but hey, no need to interrupt the magician when he was liking them. It was then that Mizu seemed to think that someone else had to have been behind them coming here and doing their world shenanigans. Someone from "her time." This was where Stratos stopped understanding everything. Stratos wracked his brain for a bit, only to come to the conclusion that she had to be a time traveler...or speaking about her age group. Neither of which he knew of. It was then that Beuce interjected by saying that she must be talking about Krowley and that Mizu must be part of "The Order." Again...Stratos had literally no idea what was going on. "Wait, so who's Krowley and what's this order thing? Also, we have time travel mechanics? Damn! Do they make sense at least?" Stratos felt this last question was very important.
Rainbows and Dragons...Can't think of anything more that suits me.
After Merlin gave his little explanation as to who Mizu was, he seemed to have some sort of new found respect for the little girl. By new found he meant an increased amount then he already did, seeing as she was able to completely pacify Gilgamesh in hardly any time or effort at all. It was then that Merlin realized that perhaps he had made a mistake in keeping Wart closed off from the knowledge of other worlds. After he apologized in a heart warming scene, Mizu walked her way over to each member of the group and chopped them on the head with her hand. For such a little girl, that hurt a surprising amount. Damn you cutscene power. After being chastised by her about not getting involved in other world's affairs, Stratos kept his calm demeanor about him as he rubbed his head letting out a small chuckle. "Well you see Miss Mizu, while we might not know everything about the keyblade, I myself having this as my first outing and real experience with it, it's not like we just landed here on a whim." Stratos proceeded to pull a drawing board out of nowhere, and materialized his keyblade to be used as a pointer. "You see we come from here," he pointed to a chalk drawing of the Land of Departure, with Land of Departure written underneath it, "because this man," he then traced an the chalk arrow that pointed from the original world to a chalk drawing of Yen Sid, "wanted us to go to different worlds to find princesses of hearts or something like that," his keyblade then tracing over to a cluster of hearts labeled as "important hearts." Having the explanation over and done with, he shoved the chalkboard into the oblivion hole it came from and then said, "and that's the basic reason we're doing this. I don't know how much of that I was actually allowed to share..." he also had no idea how much of that he actually was supposed to even know. He then looked over to the rest of the group and said, "actually, why are we even looking for these princesses of hearts?"
This is your friendly neighborhood start of day angel, Startiel, here to say that a new day has started. I'll let my good angel friend, 86iel, take it away from here. Hey there folks, 86iel here to just remind you that it is: DAY 86 [DOUBLEPOST=1396479043][/DOUBLEPOST]Sal was rather reluctant to leave Mali to her own devices as she seemed like nothing but trouble, but at the end of the day, he needed to get going and couldn't be left behind the rest of the group. And so, Sal, Tiia, Hana, and now Alistair all flew from Sydney Australia towards Iraq to meet up with the rest of the group. It was there that the rest of the group was hunting down the gates to heaven, though when asked why they were still in Iraq after a few days of fruitless searching, he wasn't ever really given a an actual explanation as to why they went there in the first place/were staying there. Oh well. As Sal and the others made it in doors, they saw the rest of the group sitting around. When Richard saw them, he stood up and said, "finally, you're here. Thought we should wait for you guys before getting everything started. Since you all came back alive, I suppose that's good enough for dealing with Leviathan for now. And," Richard's attention was then focused to Alistair and then back to Sal, "it's true that he's a member of our party now?" Sal simply nodded. "Well then, guess me trying to kill you will just be water under the bridge. Welcome aboard." Sal then decided to ask the fairly obvious question. "So, I assume you've found the location then?" "Yeah. It took a bit of time and work, but we've got the location down now. Let's go," gesturing with his hand to follow, the group then set out for the location. As they continued onwards, Sal was a tad curious as to how they found out this info, but he would ask later. They continued following a river until it joined up with another one forming the Shatt al-Arab. "We're here, now then," Richard looked to Kai as if waiting for something, and a few moments later Richard said something in some sort of language that he didn't really understand, which was odd considering they were able to understand everything. For a bit, the group just stood there. Then slowly the river started to ripple, as if something was moving through it. The water started to move and contort itself in ways that probably shouldn't occur naturally, until finally a single rectangle was made from it. Slowly but surely more started to form and ascend until there was, what appeared to be an entire watery stairway. Brandon whistled at the spectacle and simply said, "coooool." Sal then turned to Richard and Kai and said, "is it safe to walk on?" Richard shrugged, clearly having no idea, and Sal turned to look at the steps once more. It was then that the young girl, June, walked harmlessly up to the stair case with a look of amazement and wonder on her face. She started by just poking the step, only to go straight into jumping right on top of it. While the water that formed the staircase did ripple, the stair seemed to stay firmly in place. This was most likely true for the other steps as June started bouncing up them, seeming to be quite amused by them. "Well, guess that question is answered."
I'm rocking dat EST timezone
After Sal's rather delightful conversation with Alistair, and he returned the phone, Sal went on his way to go speak with Leviathan. Hopefully what he had to say would be enough to, at the very least, not be killed by him. As such, as Sal made it to Sydney, he noticed that there was no large flying object wrecking everything for fun. Well that was a let down. Sal could only assume at this point that Leviathan had either moved on to a different location to obliterate, or that he had already made his way to hell. Either scenario wasn't particularly good, but at the end of the day, it probably wouldn't change much. However, there was something he noticed that brought a slight smile to his face. There she was, the blonde haired one just sitting at a building wall. She seemed rather upset, and Sal could probably figure the reason why. Walking over, he said, "hello once again Mali." She glared up at him with a scowl on her face. "What do you want?" "Well, I wanted Leviathan, but it appears that ship has sailed. So, am I to assume you were left behind by him?" "No. I just like sitting on the ground in abandoned streets idiot." Sal sighed at the girls obligatory sarcastic comment. Despite that, he seemed if she would be interested in an offer of his. "Well, would you rather sit in a slightly populated hotel?" "No." Blunt. "Oh, is that so? Then I suppose you can just have Temeluchus or Azrael's host warp you away to wherever you would usually be taken to." "I'm not stupid. I know Lu is dead, I was there when it happened. And Alistair is a waste of oxygen, plus he's never really been on our side. I have eyes." "And seeing as you had such devoted loyalty to the now deceased dark angel, I doubt Lucifer will accept you with open arms. So as things stand, you seem to be in quite the predicament. I am just trying to be here and tell you that we would most likely welcome you, as we have the other nephilim." "Tch. I don't care about the others. They're too soft. Unless you plan on forcing me to go with you, you're wasting your breath." "And if I were to leave, do you plan on sitting here for the rest of eternity?" "Maybe. Last I checked it was none of your business." "A nephilim, especially one with as hostile attitude as yours, is inherently my business. I can't simply leave you unattended." "Well you can leave me or you can die. I don't really care either way." "As I said, I simply can't do that. Despite acting far superior to everyone else, your situation is easily the worst of either faction. I'm here simply trying to pull you up from that hole." "I don't need your help." "Very well then. However the problem still remains that you are here with no faction, and so I shall stay here for the time being." "You're wasting your time." "I'm willing to make that sacrifice." Sal simply stood there, with his calm smile on his face. He had to make sure that this girl wasn't going to do something stupid or destructive. Both usually synonymous. Pulling out his phone to send a text to the others describing his current situation, Sal turned back to face Mali once more.
And just like that, Alistair seemed that much closer to being a member of the group of fallen angels. Sal was rather happy with the way things were turning out, and felt that having a dark angel, and the angel of death no less, would serve as something of a boon to them. Not to mention Alistair himself seemed like alright company to have around. It was then that Alistair made reference to the fact that they had taken four nephilim with them from Hell and wanted to know if he could contact one of them. Sal had absolutely no idea which one he was referring to, as Sal hadn't actually met any of the ones who weren't Mali, but the name sounded familiar enough. Sal said, "sure, just give me a second." Sal pulled out a phone, that still wasn't his, and called a number on it. When the call went through he heard a famaliar chipper voice."Heellllooo~" "Hello Brandon." "Yo El! How're you doing? Find the king of the Eidolons yet?" Sal had absolutely no idea what that actually meant, but was going to take it as meaning Leviathan. "Yes, yes. Anyway, could you put the girl known as Calamitosum on the phone? She's supposed to be a nephilim." "Hmmm...Calam- oh! Right, her. I'll put Triangle on the phone right away. Just give me a bit." Sal had no idea what was up with Brandon's sense of naming...only that Min was apparently immune to it. Sighing, Sal took the phone away from his ear and handing it towards Alistair."Here you go."
Sal silently chuckled as Alistair had made reference to the fact that no matter when he was on Earth, Sal was in the same place. He hadn't thought of that before, but thinking back it was true. It was then that Alistair had said that he would be willing to join their group if they would only allow him to and that he actually wanted to help them. This seemed to run parallel with what he had heard from what Richard had learned from one of the nephilim they brought back from hell with them. Sal simply responded by saying, "well, personally I have no qualms with you joining us. Honestly, your status as an enemy of ours was more label than anything else as you hardly ever deterred our progress, and even ended up helping us out on various occasions. Unfortunately, I am not what you would call the leader of our group. That status doesn't really belong to anyone, and so my opinion is mine alone. I would have to see what the others, at least here with me, think about your joining of our team. However, I would look forward to working with you." Sal extended out his hand for a shake before saying, "oh, and I do believe there is a certain aircraft pilot who would take joy in knowing his employer hasn't been killed."
Yesterday had proven to be rather fruitless. Sal was a bit disappointed how Leviathan hadn't spared amount to chat with him...hell he barely spent a moment to talk to Adam. Other than being an easily bored man who needs to destroy things, Sal didn't really know what to make of the titan. However when it came to the other two factions, Adam and Ahranna did...**** I dunno pretty ambiguous...but they didn't go back to hell! Meanwhile Alistair had simply felt like getting back to him at a later date about what he was going to do. With no one really going to talk about anything, the three members of each faction went their seperate ways...probably to meet up at the exact same spot as last time. Sal had every plan to go meet up with Leviathan again today, and as he got out of the hotel, he went to the lobby before telling Tiia that he was going to go again. However...there was familiar red head...who wasn't female...casually hanging out in the lobby enjoying a cup of tea. "Oh, Doctor Grey, pleasure meeting you here. So, I assume you have come to finish what we started talking about yesterday?" Richard was not satisfied with the results Kai had been producing earlier yesterday. Based on what he saw Kai was almost completely inept at his powers, having the only one being his ability to speak into people's heads. Hell even the new people could at least do a few interesting things with their powers. Richard was going to whip Kai into shape and make him become closer to Dumah. Why? Because Kai needed to gain the actual ability to fend for himself and stop just hiding out. At the end of the day he still chose to be a part of this group...even without Richard needing to convince him. So he needed to just accept this choice and put in the effort for it. It was then that Richard saw the girl, June, staring off into space. He then realized that if Kai were to improve at a better rate, pitting him against someone who was on his level would probably work better than just mercilessly beating on him. "Hey kid," she seemed to not notice him. "June." She then snapped back and slowly turned over to face Richard. "We're going to train today so let's get going." June then nodded and pulled out her wand and muttered "Lux Aestiva". Her sword then formed to reveal it to be a giant great sword...Richard simply sighed and said, "wait until the training starts." She nodded again, and pocketed the blade. When Richard and June made their way to Kai, Richard said, "alright, we're going to go train again today, only today you have a training partner." He pointed to June. "So let's begin."
Memento
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