7 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England This was getting to be too much. Sam knew at that moment that he was reaching his limits. Damn... Already? Man... I hate to puss out, but... It was important to him to survive this ordeal, so he cut a path back into the hotel. When he made it inside, he leaned against the wall as more of those damned things continued to make their way in. Still, this way he would have to deal with smaller numbers of them. He still needed a moment to catch his breath, so he ran into a room and shut the door, letting him catch his breath for a brief moment. After taking a break, he opened the door again and was confronted by two zombies. This'll be a lot easier to deal with! He drove his sword through one of the zombies' skulls before dragging the blade out and carving up the other one. Sam was sweating bullets as he stood over the two mangled bodies. "Cut me a break, man."
12 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England The stream of incoming zombies didn't seem to end. There were so many of the bastards coming, he couldn't tell if he was making a dent in them anymore. It seemed like he was fighting a losing battle. "Well... It's more fun this way. It's better if I can't win!" This just served to pump him up even more. To fight on, beyond his own limitations. To push, to break, to transcend his old limits. It excited him. He started to laugh as he continued to cut down zombies.
14 Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England Brandon seemed to be wearing himself out using his powers. "A-a-are you go-gonna be able to k-k-keep going?" She asked with a worried look on her face. "Why do you care about this kid anyways? He's just some loser who can manipulate lightning. Big deal." "But then... I-if I say that he's a loser... th-then what does tha-tha-that make me?" She didn't say a word after that. Another zombie came at them and Joslyn cut off its head, trying to end it as quickly as possible. "I-I-I'm sorry..."
14 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England Sam stood in the midst of a crowd of zombies, sweat visibly dripping down his face. The flame on his blade became a little weaker. Alright. This is starting to get harder. But let's see just how far I can push this! He gripped the handle tighter as he forced the flame on his sword to burn brighter. Sam struck down more and more zombies as they came at him. This was getting a lot more interesting now that the strain was catching up with him. Zombies burst into flames as he continued to mow down hordes of zombies.
14 Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England "O-o-okay..." She appreciated Brandon's attempt to cheer her up, though this is something that would weigh heavily on her. The thought that she was killing kids around her age was just horrible. It was something that she didn't want to do, but she had to in order to survive. Joslyn had no idea how to feel about it since she has already killed a few. She had already cut off a few of their heads. That's something she could never undo, even though she was doing it out of self-defense. Joslyn continued to follow Brandon, reluctantly cutting into more of the zombies that they came across.
25 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England Sam continued to fight the mob that stood outside of the hotel. It was starting to get a little tedious, though the fun didn't diminish. He had already cut off a couple hundred limps already, but more of the damned things seemed to pop up whenever he cut one down. Sam started to breathe heavily as he continued to mow down zombies. The flames on his sword continued to burn as he cut through flesh. More and more and more. More blood, more limbs, scattering all over the place. Everything around Sam started to turn a deep red.
26 Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England "A-a-a-a-a-alright!" She followed Brandon as they ran along. Joslyn took a closer look at the zombies that had been assaulting them and noticed something about them. "What's the matter?" "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat's~ wroooooooooooooooooonnnnnnggggggg~?" "I-I-I-I n-no-noticed so-so-something about these z-z-zo-zombies..." "What?" "Well... The-they look li-li-like they're arou-around my a-a-age." "What!?" "I... I think tha-tha-that these zombies are hi-hi-high school students!" Almost as soon as she said that, another one came out from behind a wall. With that realization, cutting their heads off just got even harder. "What are you waiting for? Cut its head off! If you don't, it'll kill you!" Hesitantly, Joslyn raised her blade again and cut off the poor souls head. It almost made her want to cry.
22 Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England "Yo Jo! Good morning, how ya doing?" Brandon's voice came suddenly. "Oh great, this idiot." "B-B-B-B-Brandon!" He looked back and saw the zombies charging at him. [color=lightblue["Oh yeah, I brought friends. Do come join in on the fun."[/color] He gave her a thumbs up and did two more impossibly fast serves, killing two of the charging zombies, and then he sliced through one with his sword, with one leftover. "Well... that was... impressive. But there is still one left." Joslyn took this opportunity to attack the one left, cleanly cutting off it's head. This was still something she needed to get used to. Aside from the few cuts she inflicted on some zombies that attacked them at the motel, when Hana and the others were kidnapped, this was the first time she was actually engaging in combat. And this is the first time she has actually killed anything. It took some getting used to, but she was getting there. She let out a sigh, though she kept her guard up. There should still be more. "O-o-o-okay... I... I think I-I'm st-st-starting to g-g-get the h-h-h-h-hang of this!"
23 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England How fun, there were so many more zombies coming his way on the outside. There was no need for him to even try to hold back outside of the hotel. With blazing sword in hand, he would cut down anyone and anything that came in his way. Sam was having mountains of fun producing mountains of severed limbs. This had to end at some point, though he would make it last as long as he could to get full enjoyment out of it. However, using his powers like this was starting to make him sweat. He wasn't used to the strain of using his powers for prolonged periods of time. Well, I guess I'll just have to test the waters and see how long I can last!
21 Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England Joslyn was roused by the sound of Henrik calling out to everyone. It seemed that they were in danger. She scrambled to get her wand out of her pocket just in case something got close to her. This was definitely a bad situation to be in. It was more than likely that those zombies had come in. Before she could transform her wand, Cassandra went to check the hallway. She followed behind her and confirmed her suspicions. The violet-haired girl pulled out her weapon and attacked one of the zombies. I can do this. I can't just sit and do nothing. With that, Joslyn's wand transformed and she stumbled out into the hallway, by Cassandra. "You better not screw this up, now!" The demonic voice instructed. "This should be easy even for you. All you gotta do is cut off the head, simple enough." "O-o-okay..." Her voice was about as steady as her knees at that point. She nervously held the sword with both hands and waited for one of the zombies to come to her. As it ran closer to her, she started to shake even more. This wasn't going to be easy, but she had to learn sometime. With a swift downswing, the head of the zombie rolled along the floor. The sight wasn't pretty in the slightest. "I-I-I-I c-can d-d-d-do this!"
19 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England After he was done with the ones he saw in the hallway, he went out to find more of them. Along the way, he found the kid dealing with a few of those zombies, with a tennis ball and racket no less. Even so, he seemed to have things under control, so he left them to the kid. Meanwhile, he ran outside of the hotel where there were even more of them. A twisted grin crawled across Sam's face. "Jackpot." Flames coated his blade as he ran towards the group outside. "Now I can really cut loose!" One by one, he cut them down as they got close to him. This feeling, this excitement, it was simply outstanding. As more came at him, he dug the tip of his flaming sword into the ground and drove it upwards at the zombies. The damned things could do nothing but burst into flame the moment the blade made contact with them. Sam popped his neck from side to side as he eagerly waited for more of them to come at him.
17 Samuel Riviera DAY: 29 1/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England Sam was woken up by the sound of Heinrik telling them that there was company. A groggily got out of the room he was in and drew his weapon. There were bags under his eyes, though that matter very little to him at the moment. The prospect of killing more zombies was titillating. A whole swarm of them had appeared, which was wholly welcomed by the suddenly re-vitalized man. "Let's have fu~n!" He made a mad dash towards the crowd with sword in hand. Chunks of meat fell, blood splattered, and cries were heard as Sam went crazy chopping up the zombies before him. It didn't matter to him that he was outnumbered, so long as they would line up, he'd be happy to cut them all down. However, he did try to hold back, since his powers were flame based. It would be bad news if the whole place caught on fire. That wouldn't be fun to deal with at all, so he held off on using fire until he could get outside. Even so, his sword was more than enough to deal with these damned things.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 4/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England The car ride going to Carlisle was not pleasant by any stretch of the imagination. Splitting eleven people up into two cars wasn't fun at all. Including the two pit stops that they made, it took a total of seven hours to get to Carlisle. It had irritated him how close he had to sit to some of the others. Prison was so much better than being cramped into a car with other people. When they came across one of those zombie things, Sam thoroughly enjoyed beating it down. It was good to let out some of his aggression. When they finally stopped, they were in front of a dark and seemingly empty hotel. It didn't look like there were too many other people around in the area. He stepped out of the car he was in and stretched out his arms. It was good to step out of that cramped thing. After he finished stretching, Sam went over to the door where Red was and opened it. He pulled her out and piggy-backed her once again before she could even make a sound. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her head was cradled in between his shoulder blades. Not even a few moments had passed when another one of those damned zombies came out of the hotel. Before he could even say anything, someone had dealt with the creature. "I can walk," Red had whispered. "You're one of the strongest. You'd be more useful dealing with anymore of those things over carrying me." She still didn't look like she was in the best of conditions, but if she insisted... "Alright then..." He lowered himself to let Red get off of him and try to stand on her own two feet. When she got off of him, he stood back up and rotated his bad shoulder around. It was getting better, a day or two and it should be one hundred percent. He pulled his wand out and it transformed in his hand. "We should go inside and check out the entire hotel for more of those annoying things." Before anyone could say anything he was already inside looking for them. It took them a while to look through every nook and cranny of the damned place, but they eventually went through the whole place and took care of any zombies they came across. It was tedious, but it had to be done for security's sake. Afterwards, they all gathered in front of two rooms of the hotel. It would be a good idea for all of them to be split between two rooms, with one or two people standing guard just in case more zombies pop up. Sam made the suggestion which everyone seemed to be on board with. After sorting it out, it was decided that Sam, Heinrik, the French kid, and the Norwegian guy would all take shifts guarding. Sam would take the first shift, Frenchie second, Norwegian third, and Heinrik the fourth. With that, the day ended as Sam stayed outside of the rooms, looking out for the others. I could really go for a smoke right now... Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 28 4/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Carlisle, England After everything was said and done, and guard shifts were decided upon, Joslyn decided to go into the room that Hana was staying in. She wanted to stay with her since she was the most comfortable around her. Although in her current condition, she had no idea what could happen to her. She was growing more and more concerned. With all of those worries on her mind, she eventually fell asleep.
Right, I've been putting this off. Anyways, here's new artwork for Sam and JoJo. Sam JoJo
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 28 - 4/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England Brandon was ecstatic at her agreement to his plan and her response to his fist bump. He pumped his fist into the air and went "woohoo." Now that they were training buddies they needed to actually train. "Alright let's get right into this training thing...um, so any ideas?" From the looks of it, Brandon had no idea what they were supposed to do to train together. "Hmmm, normally I'd suggest sword fighting but no offense, but that doesn't seem to be up your alley." That was true. That was very true. Getting into a physical fight with someone wasn't the girls strong suit. "So, Jo. What kind of powers exactly do you have, because if we could figure that out then maybe we could try and use our powers in conjunction with each other and train them that way. And if all else fails," Brandon then said something totally shocking, "we could play tennis." "Thiiiiiiiiiiissssssss~ kid cannot be seeeeeerrrrrrrriiiiiiioooouuuussssss~." "Did he seriously just fucking suggest we play Tennis?" To say the two were shocked by this suggestion was an understatement. "You should kill this dumbass for even saying that!" "Uuuuh... well..." Joslyn tried to think of what to say to everything he said. "I... uhh... I don't really have a c-clue as to what my powers could be... I-I couldn't even tell you what my angel title is..." She scratched her head a little bit. "As for t-training... I'm no-not sure what to do either..." "C'mon, don't humor this kid, just walk away. He's not even worth two squirts of piss!" Tessa was starting to get more aggressive. She really didn't like Brandon. That could be problematic during training. "Ummm... But... I-I do want to learn how to fight wi-with a sword..." The pale-skinned girl tried to sound more confident. "I-I don't want to be a hindrance to everyone that can't defend herself. So... So at the very least, I want to be able to fight." Suddenly, in the middle of their conversation, Sam walked out of the other room with Hana on his back. She didn't look all that well. "Oh no, what's wrong with her?" "It seems like she's got some kind of fever." Joslyn put her hands on her mouth. "Oh no, Hana." She went up to take her hand. "Well, she'll be fine, but we have to get going." "Huh? But, will she be okay like this?" "She'll be fine. And besides, she's a tough one. She can handle it." A smile crossed his lips. "A-alright..." Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 4/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England "What. Exactly. Do. You. Mean. The. Swords. Are. On. His. Plane?" She asked through gritted teeth. Her image flickered in and out of sight. The hairs on Red's arms stood up and her red hair floated wildly around her. "Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?" It was starting to get extremely hot around her. She dug her nails deeper into his shirt. Okay, this was definitely a bad idea. Red continued to press her fingers into his shoulders even harder as her body temperature continued to climb. Sam started to sweat hard. Suddenly, there was a voice that called out to her. "Hana, calm down. The situation is reversible. Hay Sun," he called and she came to her feet. Oh wonderful, the asshole is here. "Cool her down, her fever is skyrocketing." He commanded as he sat in the corner of the room on his laptop. Where the fuck did he come from? "I don't take orders from you." Hay Sun snapped. Sam looked at the girl who clearly didn't get along with her brother. She was shot in the leg, and now she's standing up. Must be some kind of angel magic or something. "You do if you want this building to stay in one piece." "What if I don't?" The siblings were arguing. That sounded familiar. Very familiar indeed. "Alright, chillax Red." she said. "Chill?" she asked confused, turning her head to Hay Sun. One of her hands freed themselves from Samuel's shoulder as it covered the hand pressed against her cheek. "...Chill?" "Yes, calm down. All we need to do is get the jet back. Where is it?" Jun Tae asked. She went limp on Sam's back. The hand that had been still clutching his shoulder sharply, was now weakly grasping to hold on. "We need to - we need to go," she mumbled again. "Where is Joslyn? ... Swords ... We have to get the swords and find - find him." Her eyes shut tight and she buried her face between Sam's shoulder blades. He let out a sigh of relief after she had loosened her grip on his shoulders and her temperature went down. "I agree that we should go." He took a couple of steps towards the door, but stopped before he could even get passed the beds. Sam turned to look at Jun Tae and Hay Sun. "And thanks for calming her down, I guess..." The idea of thanking Mr. Know-it-all wasn't appealing in the slightest, though he did help. "Anyways, the white haired girl is here, she's outside in the hallway talking with the kid." He walked out of the room with Red on his back. Soon, the white haired girl and the kid came into view. "Oh no, what's wrong with her?" "It seems like she's got some kind of fever." Joslyn put her hands on her mouth. "Oh no, Hana." She went up to take her hand. "Well, she'll be fine, but we have to get going." "Huh? But, will she be okay like this?" "She'll be fine. And besides, she's a tough one. She can handle it." A smile crossed his lips. "A-alright..."
Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 3/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England Red let her arms slide forward down the front of his chest and rested her head at the nape of his neck. "Mm... very," she replied to him. Her gaze lifted up and past his shoulder to the other faces and she shook her head against his shoulder. The fringe bangs tickled her face and she sneezed. Ugh... gross... "You all ... you are simply too noisy. It's rude to make that much - that much noise near someone who isn't - who isn't well." She squeezed her eyes shut tight, the jackknife digging deeper. "We can't stay here. Those things will come in no time and there is someone else in England we must find." The lids snapped opened to reveal her bloodshot blue eyes. "My name is Xathanael, by the by." Her dry lips pressed together into a hard line and she let her head lull back into the nape of Sam's neck once more. "We can head back to London for your swords, then use the compass to find the missing angel." As soon as she mentioned the swords, he remembered that they had taken them to Alistair's plane. He wondered if he should tell her that they moved them or not. There was no telling how angry she could get about them moving the swords without her knowledge. "Uh..." "Temeluchas has my wife, Xathanael. What would someone like that want with Nephilim?" Heinrik said interrupting him. Temeluchas? Aaaahhh, that bandaged up bitch. So his wife had been kidnapped. That is a good explanation as for why he decided to go with them when he was so worried about her before. Then his eyes fell on Alistair. "Why is Alistair still with us? He's not on our side." This time he spoke to Sam in English. "It would take me half a second to put a bullet in his head." "Simple. He's rich. We needed money. I've been aware of his little situation with Bandages because she so graciously visited us as we were flying to Norway." His voice was a little lower than normal. There was a flat look in Sam's eyes. He was doing his best not to get pissed at this guy. "I just decided that if he did betray us for whatever reason, I'd kick the shi-" He caught himself again. "I'd beat him down to size." "Oh... and uh... About those swords..." He was starting to get a little nervous. "We may have brought all of the swords onto Alistair's jet..." This was probably not a good idea with Red on his back.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head to get a better look at him. "We move out. We can't stay here. There's still another - another Fallen in England somewhere and we need to get to him or her. I can -- nngh -- I can move." She groaned and attempted to pull herself out of bed. Her legs trembled as she stood up. Red fell back on the bed and smacked her wrist on the nightstand. She hissed between clenched teeth. "Nngh. We have to go. Can't stay here ..." She tried to pull herself out of bed again and tipped forwards towards the other bed. Sam caught Red as she fell over. "I'm just gonna go back to the car," It was a strange voice, and one he hadn't heard speak in English. He looked to see who it was and saw the guy they couldn't talk to before. It was jarring to hear him and actually understand the words coming out of his mouth. This was more than likely Red's doing. Well... that makes things a lot easier... "Araquiel or, rather, Henrik Brandt." He pointed towards himself halfheartedly. "You have me to thank for getting the others out of Norway alive." It was true that he did help get them out of that jam, though he didn't have to say it like that. Arrogant prick. Suddenly, someone else had entered the room. "Come now Heinny...when you put it like that it sounds like your showing off" It was Alistair, who had come in for whatever reason. He had a bright childish grin plastered onto his face. His eyes were closed as he came in, and when he opened his eyes, "Daaaaaaaamn didn't expect you all to so fucked up....ah...but then again you two did get come from a brothel....." Alistair said as he placed his hand on his chin. "Ah...but where are my manners..." He said before putting his hand on his chest and bowing. "Names Alistair...pleasure to meet you..." After that, the other girl seemed to say something, though he wasn't paying much mind to her. "Well, that's introductions for you." He turned his attention back to the girl who had collapsed onto him. "Now then, back to the matter at hand." Sam had gotten up and sat her down on the bed. "You're seriously going to force yourself to go out there like this?" He was impressed by her dedication to her cause. To push herself this far all for this. Sam let out an exhausted sigh. "You're a real piece of work, you know that?" He turned his back on the girl and knelt down in front of her, backing up to get closer to her. Then he took her hands and pulled them over his shoulders and grabbed her by the legs, lifting her onto his back. He stood up and adjusted her to make sure he was holding her securely. "Comfy?" His tone was sarcastic. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England It was silent for a bit before Brandon spoke again. "Hey Jo, I got it! Let's train together and become angel badasses that'll be the strongest of them all. What do you say?" "Huuuuuuuuuh~?" "What?" Joslyn was as shocked as the others to hear his proposition. It was true that she wanted to become stronger, and she had no idea where to start. Maybe she could go along with this. This would be her chance to prove to everyone, as well as herself, that she wasn't just a waste of space that they have to drag along. "O-o-okay!" She weakly touched her fist to Brandon's. "You can't be serious. We're going to be spending time training with this guy? Does this guy even have a pair? C'mon, he doesn't look all that tough. You could probably kill him with an accidental swing of your sword!" "Buuuuuuuuuuuut~ if she actually trains, we could get more involved with the stuff going oooooooonnnn~..." "Oh come on, get real. Do you think she'll get stronger training with this loser?" "Iiiiiiiiii~ don't care who she trains with, just as long as it's fuuuuuuuuuun~." "Uuugh. Kill me now."
Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England A small, playful smirk ghosted across her lips. "Does it look like something's wrong with my body? Some might say it's just my fiery personality." she joked. Red groaned, rolling to the side. "I told you on the phone that I had a headache." She sighed in agony. "Cassandra," her voice was hoarse, "Could you get me some water?" Red murmured something intangible afterwards. She bit her lip and took the proffered glass of water, shakily pulling herself upright against the pillows. "Y'know, when you told me you had a headache, I didn't think it was this bad." Sam took a seat on the bed across from her. Red blinked and stared at Sam in a daze. She gulped down the water quickly. Her eyes watered and she fumbled to set the glass down on the nightstand beside her phone. "Did you um --" she squinted her eyes shut, "-- Did you have trouble finding your way here?" "A little, since you didn't exactly tell me which hotel you were staying at or anything like that." He had his wand out, twirling it around with his fingers out of boredom. What could they do now? What is it that they could do now with her all messed up like this? These thoughts were crossing his mind, but he couldn't think of anything other than training. "Well, with you bedridden like this, what are we gonna do?"
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England "Oh yeah...well no actually. Everyone's been kind of busy with their own thing so they didn't want to train with me, despite my enthusiasm." That was disappointing. Joslyn was about to say something when he continued on. "oh and Soleil," Who? He motioned to one of the other rooms. "she got shot in the leg or something when they were leaving a brothel in Italy. Though I have been doing some of my own training. See I learned this awesome new technique." She realized then that he was talking about Hay Sun. Joslyn was a little confused, but it seems that he had given her a nickname. I'll have to get used to that... Then Brandon demonstrated his 'awesome new technique', which involved him shooting a jolt of lightning at the tennis ball in his room, causing it to fly into his hand. "See pretty cool right?" "A-amazing." She was lightly clapping her hands at this feat. It really was impressive. "Oh, come on. It was just a magic trick. How can you use that in combat? And besides, this guy is way inferior when compared to Sam." Well, she wasn't exactly wrong. "Oh right, how have you been doing? Did you do any training of your own?" He asked in his usual enthusiastic, rapid-fire manner. "A-ah! Umm... Well..." She wasn't used to having conversations with people other than Hana and the demons in her head. Mostly because she was afraid of whatever they would say. However, she would have to get over it sometime. Maybe this would be a good way to start getting over that. "I-I haven't exactly been able to train. And... umm... I-I guess I'm doing fine..." This wasn't as difficult as she thought it would be. "Uuuugggh, why are we dealing with this little dipshit?" Oh, there they are. "Eeeeeeeeeehhhhhhh~ this kid is pretty boooooooorrrrriiiiiiiiinnnngggg~." She was starting to get the hang of not heeding their words. So far so good. "B-but, uh... Mmm..." Now she was at a loss for words. She had no idea what to say to him now. It was starting to get a little awkward. Joslyn nervously scratched her cheek as she looked all over the place. "Iiiiiiiiiiiii'mmmm~ boooooooooooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeed~!" Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England As he looked inside, he saw that Red motioned for him to come inside. He stepped into the room and walked over to her bed. She was on her back with her arm draped over her eyes. "You're finally here," she whispered, having heard Sam's footsteps approaching. "I was starting to doubt any of you making it." "Hah. You won't be rid of me that easily." There was a sarcastic tone in his voice as he spoke. He placed her phone on the night stand next to her. "Well, you certainly look like shi-" Sam caught himself before finishing his sentence. He remembered what Red had told him over the phone and cleared his throat. "I mean, you look like a mess." There was a concerned look on his face, though he tried to hide it with a smile. He knelt down next to her and felt her forehead with the back of his hand. "You're hot..." Sam stood back up and took his hand off of her. "Something wrong with your body?"
Samuel Riviera DAY: 28 - 1/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England The door opened and he saw one of the girls that got kidnapped. Cassandra, or something like that. It didn't seem like she looked before opening her mouth. "We don't need housekeeping. Comprende?" When she looked to see who she was talking to, she jumped back and scratched her head. "O-oh. Um..." She refused to look him in the eye. Oh, For her sake, I really hope the housekeeping here is Spanish or something like that... She looked up at him, her face was bright red, embarrassed. "Hi... nice to see you again...um... Hana." So she was sharing a room with her. That was convenient. The girl held up her finger and went into the room. "Fine, whatever." He could hear what sounded like moaning coming from inside there. What the hell could she be doi- Ha... Ha ha, no way. She couldn't be doing that, could she? Sam didn't want to even think about it anymore. Although, he was curious. Surely being in that brothel didn't affect her that much He firmly wanted to believe this. Sam didn't want to think of her as someone who did that. In his mind, she was too much of a goody two-shoes to do something like that. Though, it wasn't uncommon for people to do that these days... Ok, get your mind out of the gutter. You're going to give her back her phone. Focus on that. That's what he kept telling himself. Although, that didn't stop him from peering into the room to look at what was going on. He couldn't exactly get a clear view, but from the looks of it, Red was just lying in bed. Man, what am I even doing? Sam stayed at the doorway, waiting for Cassandra to come back, trying to keep his mind out of the gutter.
