[/url] DAY 74 Thursday, December 5th, 2013 Sal woke up that day getting ready to get things moving along once again. Yesterday he had thought they made a good deal of progress, having gone from Brazil to the city of Chicago, they met up with a new one of the fallen and didn't actually have to explain much about it to him seeing as he already knew about the whole angel thing. Granted, it was still a tad up in there as to whether or not he was actually going to join their group and cause, but that was a problem to be rectified today. All that was left now was having the group meet up with Milo and then he would give them his final verdict. Getting himself out of bed, Sal had awaited the rest of the fallen angels to wake up until he was finally ready to get moving to the apartment building where the angel was staying. While he did say that he wanted to see the rest of the squad, their entire squad was actually not here to begin with. In fact, about half of them were actually off somewhere else getting stronger at the moment. Nevertheless, this amount of people would have to do for the time being. When everyone was ready, the recruitment squad moved out to the apartment building, went up to Milo's door, and Sal simply knocked on it.[DOUBLEPOST=1392595024][/DOUBLEPOST] Brandon woke up that morning feeling nice a reeeefreshed. Man, there was something about a church that just made a fallen angel feel so nice. Ironically enough. Brandon jumped out of bed and stretched himself out, getting ready for day two of guard duty action. He had volunteered for guarding over the seal of Rivaille, the terrifying super boss that could basically end the world if it was freed. And Heinrik was here to help defend this place with him. Together, there was no way the two of them could lose to whatever would come there way...permitting that the coin flips don't totally screw the both of them over. So far, the job had been rather easy. Save for the large amount of trembling in the earth, there was not much to really be cause for concern. Granted, the earthquakes were probably related to the giant snake monster starting to be more free, and that was a lot to worry about, but whatevs. So long as they made sure no one passed to get to him, Brandon considered everything else a moo point. Ya know, like a cow's opinion. Brandon, feeling fully ready for his job, walked over to the church portion and resumed guard duty for the day.
June[/url] had finished the school day as normal and had gotten back home as she simply stared at the television screen, watching whatever show happened to be on. When it came to shows she actually had absolutely no preference. Stories weren't the thing she mainly focused on. Neither was acting for that matter. She simply liked watching the scenarios play out in whatever they happened. Whether it was the people killing the zombies in the Awkwardly Shuffling Half-Living, or that Hermano's half-sister was actually the evil twin of his great-aunt's nice in the hit soap opera, Some of My Kids, or even the fact that everyone is somehow related to one kid in Twice Upon a Space, June was simply happy to watch the programs on. This is to say, it was quite weird when June had just been informed that her family was going to be going to Alaska to check out this author's books and what not. June had absolutely no patience for books at all. There was nothing enticing about having to focus on the words on the page, and as such, she remained adamant about her stance in not wanting to go. "Juuuuuunnnneeeee!" Her father, August, had yelled to her. He was getting a bit annoyed that his daughter was having none of this family outing to Alaska. She even got to miss school because of it. What was wrong with kid's these days? August walked over to the living room where June was simply sitting on the couch and said, "listen, June, we're leaving now. And you're too young to stay home by yourself." June looked to him and pouted."I'll stay with May." August rubbed his temples and said, "listen, you can't always stay with May when we go out. We need to do more things as a family, ya know? Not to mention her parent's anniversary is coming up soon and you and May would probably get in the way of what Mr. Winter has planned for it. So it's a no go on the sleepover." June looked back up to her father and then immediately shifted back to the television screen. It was then that Mr. Summer thought of the perfect plan. "We'll be taking an airplane there. And you know, airplanes have movies that play on them, for the entire flight." June raised an eyebrow as she was intrigued by this. Despite her love of television, she didn't actually ever see that many movies, and so this sounded like a good time for that as well. "Plus," he pulled a lollipop out of his pocket and handed it over to, "there's more where that came from if you come along with." June reluctantly took the lollipop and started enjoying it. Mmmm, apple. "Fine." With that, June had jumped off the couch and went to go get her stuff to get ready for the trip. It was there that August Summer let out a small "yes," in regards to having just successfully bribed his only daughter into coming with him and his wife on a trip that she had absolutely no interest in whatsoever...he then realized he'd probably have to reevaluate his parenting methods later down the road. Soon after the trio that was the Summer family went to the airport and took off for Alaska. June stared vigilantly at the screen showing the movie until sleep had overtaken her completely.
Sal[/url] had been rather pleased with how things had turned out with Milo, as his name was. He found it rather comical that he simply crumbled the pendant in his hand, and just through the resulting dust away. He was then handed a credit card to use wherever he saw fit to, to have all of his team mates stay at for the night. While Hana's near infinite amount of money would probably have done the trick just as well, he was not going to refuse a kind gesture such as this and instead took it. Sal simply said, "I'll be sure to bring them, then. Have a good night Milo." With that, the door was closed and Sal had walked off. After a while of searching the premises he had found all the other fallen who were searching for Milo, and had told them about what had happened between him and the new found fallen. So with that said the gang had all gone to a hotel, but not before buying new clothing, as this was probably the second time the entire time for this trip. With that out of the way, he went to the hotel room he was staying at and fell asleep there.
The day had seemed to be rather successful, for their group at the very least. The group of three veterans had over scene how the others did while they were training off the demons, and for the most part everything had gone well with the new recruits. One like William and Lauren who had been around for a longer time than the other angels had an easier time, while the others needed to have a tad bit of getting used to actually fighting against demons. Regardless, the demons had not lasted forever and so eventually the area around the warehouse was completely desolate and so they had nothing to train off for the rest of the day. Of course this was completely false, as once the demons had all been cleared out the only thing left for people to train off of, was each other. Having paired everyone off to have some sort of training partner, everyone, including Richard, Sam and Leon, had done some training off of their teammates. At the end of the day everyone was probably exhausted, but if it made them that much closer with their angel then it was all for the best. Now that the sun was going down it was time for them to find suitable lodging. Of course, it was easy for them to find a vacant building if they actually wanted to, but the thought of sleeping where demons lived and could eat their throat at any given moment was not the most comforting. And so, Richard went to different buildings, got out something that could be considered padding, and told everyone to sleep in the warehouse for the night. Being that it was blessed so that the swords were safe at all times, this would keep the demons away and so everyone could sleep safely. Laying down on his makeshift sleeping area, Richard closed his eyes, feeling the fatigue set in and fell asleep.
[/url] When the door opened up he was greeted by a black haired fellow, who seemed to be none to surprised by his appearance. Rather, he seemed to know just who the fallen angels were. He even seemed to be expecting Xathanael to be the one at the door with the compass. Ironically, even if Sal didn't have the compass on him right now, the other person who usually had it wasn't even Hana anyway. He then continued to go on and explain about how his angel, Armaros as he said and Zachariel confirmed, was quite good at making trinkets. That very trinket he was wearing was apparently able to tell when they're compass was pointing towards him. That seemed like an interestingly situational thing indeed. Sal continued to smile and simply said, "well since you already know about your angel heritage that takes away all the obligatory explanation about who we are away. As for Xathanael, she's actually here, just searching a different floor for you most likely. Problems with compasses when it comes to multi-storied buildings as you could probably figure." Figuring that introductions were in order Sal continued saying, "my name is Sal, with my angel being Zachariel. Now, as for why I'm at your doorstep at this moment, I would like to ask you to come along with our group of fallen angels to help stop the forces of hell from rising up and burning the world to ashes."
Gravity Falls. Just north of normal, just west of weird.
[/url]The gang had arrived in the land of America, a place that Sal hadn't been in...well like six months or so. He didn't come here often on his extremely bored trips, but there was still something about this country that he liked, and so he had continued coming here. They were now in the great city of...Chicago. Quite the urban place really. With the entirety of the gang reaching touchdown, they had followed the compass until they ran into an apartment. Wonderful. A multi-floor complex building was just what they needed with a device that only pointed in non-vertical directions. Investing in some kind of angelic gps system would probably be a good idea if something like this were to ever happen again. Logan had said exactly what Sal was thinking and so he had come up with a plan. Following the compass until it pointed towards a door, they knocked on it, only for nothing really fruitful to come out of it. "So, I suppose what we should do in order to minimize on the time spent here, is simply split up and search this exact spot," he pointed towards the door, "on each and every floor individually. Your angel inside should be able to identify whether or not the person you're speaking to is indeed the angel we are looking for." With that, their group of Hana, Logan, Sal, Vincent and Kai went searching for an angel. Sal ended up going to a higher floor and simply knocked on the door waiting for a response.
The attack had connected and major success had occurred as a result. Huzzah! Lucia was happy with proving her ability to totally supersede the weapons triangle. After the attack had connected, though, she wondered if she had overdone it with that club swing. Sure she was strong, but she wasn't exactly good at regulating her own strength. As she saw the boy tumble back and spring himself back up, all thoughts of accidental manslaughter left. The boy laughed off his defeat as he outstretched his hand and introduced himself as Smoch. Well that was a pretty weird but judging wasn't in this farm girls vernacular. Normally she'd spit in her hand before shaking it with someone else, but that always made little sense to her and helping enforce stereotypes was a no go. So instead she just shook his hand and said, "well nice to meet you Smoch. Name's Lucia, Lucia Ylis. Farm girl and fighter alike."
She listened as the boy told her that she was at a disadvantage due to her weapon of choice...which was entirely far too true. Through formulaic magic, swords always, except against really specific kinds, had the upper hand against axes. Sadly, Lucia did not have that extremely specific kind of axe, so she had to deal with the hand she was dealt with. Not to undermine her axe skills or anything. Seeing the attack coming, she kept her smile on her face as she brought her axe down straight down onto the blade of her opponent yet to be named. Seeing as she was against what she assumed was a myrmidon fighter, he would clearly outspeed her, so retreating would be a rather silly option for her to take. Instead, she decided to just due what fighters do best. Brute force it! Twisting the axe so that the blunt side was facing towards her comrade sparring foe so that she didn't accidentally kill him, she took a hearty cheery swing at him.
As Stratos and the rest of the Camelot Crew reached the top of the tower they were met with Merlin and his rather large amount of ramblings, but most importantly how Merlin seemed to want them to leave this world as quickly as possible. It was then that Ana hit all of the members of the Camelot Crew and scolded them for not following her lead. "Now now, he'd have found out anyway about us being from another world. After all, he figured it out just from looking at us." After both Kel and Ana had said their pieces to Merlin, Stratos said, "and we're here to help stop the forces that are invading and spreading the chaos. So as Ana said, is there anything we could do to help settle things down around here?"
DAY 73 Wednesday, December 4th, 2013 Richard had awoken that morning feeling like not much was getting accomplished at this point anymore. In fact, the only thing that had happened was completely detrimental to them in every way shape and form. Richard actually felt slightly guilty for this, as he hadn't actually been able to guard against anything that Lucifer was planning to do. What an absolute bother. Standing up out the chair he had fallen asleep in, Richard looked around to see Maalik standing around. "Oh, so do you actually have an idea on what to do here?" Richard simply nodded. "Well then, I'd recommend doing it outside. Using something with "hell" in its name isn't the greatest thing in the "house of the Lord."" Richard continued to stare at Maalik until he said, "so, are you ever going to actually tell me the reason for your hate?" Richard was starting to be annoyed by Maalik's hatred towards literally ever heavenly being, and being provided no real reason for it. Maalik continued to stare down Richard. At first, he seemed to be completely annoyed by the question, but after a bit his expression eased."Later." Richard raised an eyebrow to this. "If you're still so interested about learning, then I'll tell you later. Now then, you have a plan that needs executing." With that, Maalik did his usual vanishing act and left Richard alone in the sanctuary. Richard simply sat back down and waited for everyone else to come back, continuously muttering the prayer that they had the night prior to the last. Once everyone had come in, Richard then stood up and decided to explain to everyone what had come into his mind. "As things stand, there's no way we stand a chance, simply because it'll take too much time to continue to follow the compass, grab all the swords for new fallen, and train them to be even mediocre with their powers. As such, we should split up. One group to find the remaining angels, one group to protect this place, and one group to collect the swords." Richard didn't talk much, which was clear to everyone, but now that he had figured out his resolve, he was ready to stop just sleeping the day away. "For the group collecting the swords, Sam and I will circumvent the problem of traveling by opening a hellfire portal to there. We can bring the new recruits along to have the swords already in their possession and they can gain strength off of killing the demons there, with Sam and I making sure they don't get killed." It was then that Leon had volunteered himself to come along with the group so that they wouldn't run into any problems with speech with each other. Richard was starting to regret not learning English. Sal then chimed in saying, "I'll be part of the group searching for the others." While speaking Sal held the compass in his hand and put it back in his pocket. It was now time to split the groups up. A few people had to stay behind, because leaving Leviathan's place unguarded wasn't the smartest of ideas given that Hell finally knew where it was. As for volunteers, Brandon decided to jump in on the guard duty, along with Henrik and (of course) Iris to stay behind as well. No one really minded the duo being chosen, and hopefully they would be enough for now. As that was over and done with, Richard and everyone else leaving the church. He watched as Sal and the rest of the crew got on the private jet they had been using and flew off. It was then that both hellfire users combined their power and spawned forth a portal. The hellfire portal was a swirling mix of black and white, and the both of them waited till all of those without swords had stepped through it, before Sam, Richard, and Leon stepped through. Using the combinations that they had been given by Hana, all of the swordless recruits had finally grabbed their weapon.
[/url]Sal had woke up with a throbbing headache. Right. He was hit in the head by the butt of Adam's blade. In the end, it turned out that Sal just wasn't strong enough to make a difference when it came to a moment that truly mattered. He hadn't realized how weak he actually was, or how strong Adam was, or both, and he felt a tad ashamed for his thoughtless jump into battle. Oh well, what's done was done. Sal tried to bring himself up, when he realized that his legs still weren't in the best of conditions. Turns out the cut did a much larger amount of damage than he had initially anticipated. Having a faint light greenish glow around him, Sal felt his legs start to regenerate. As in actually feel it, and slowly at that. He wasn't too fond of this kind of healing, but seeing as though he figured that the others were probably up to something else which was one of the only reasons he could think that they hadn't done anything this entire time. Granted, he had only managed to catch the incident by accident, simply because he wanted to get a breath of fresh air. Once he had felt that his legs had regenerated the minimal amount that they needed to, he picked himself up to his knees, only to quickly fall back down. Turns out the blow to his head messed with his balance as well. It took a few tries, but Sal eventually was able to pull himself up off the ground and move around, albeit he was wobbly. Looking at his sword on the ground, he used his wind to pick up the now wand, and put it in his pocket. Looking around he saw that the entire crowd that was out here, Adam, Joslyn, and some really weird multi-haired colored person who was just kind of there and didn't really do anything at all, he saw that the only trace left of them was a small imprint in the grass. Walking over to it, he saw that the compass that had been guiding them all was now on the ground and just lying there. Using his wind to pick it up, feeling that if he bent down he'd collapse again, Sal took a quick look at it to see it was cracked. Well how did that happen? He wondered if the fight they just had was the cause of it, but didn't really think it mattered. If it caused any problems, then they'd just cross that bridge when they got there. Hobbling himself over to the church door he opened it up, to get a few reactions to his dirty and bloodied figure. "Whoa, El, what happened?" Of course, Brandon was the first to react, to which he simply sighed. Replying in a more flat voice, he said, "Adam came back with some person and ended kidnapping Joslyn to lord knows where. I tried to stop him, but turns out I wasn't good enough to do it. So I am sorry for this failure of I mine. Now then, if you excuse me, I have a bed that I need to sleep in." Despite trying to be calm, Sal was still utterly annoyed with the situation. He didn't jump to any conclusions when Adam had left, but now that he knew he was a traitor, he simply wasn't happy about anything now. With a shocked expression on his face, Brandon seemed to be in disbelief as he spoke. "Are you sure it was Adam? There's no way it could be him right? I mean, he is part of our team." Sal passed by him and simply replied, "well, he isn't now." With that Sal went to bed. Richard fell asleep in the sanctuary and Brandon still confused by what just happened, eventually went to bed.
Today was a day that would be like none other in this young farm gal's life. Sure, their hometown still wasn't much of a looker, given all that renovation stuff it had to go under, but hey, reconstruction is a fantastic thing to have happen. Better than complete an utter nothingness. Her own family was doing pretty well off due to everyone's need for food, yes sirree. Aside from her family's fortune, that was not the highlight of the day. Nope, not at all. Today was the queen's grand departure to Veera for all the peace talks, and out of everyone that was being tasked to be a guard, she was one of those going along. Being a disciple felt like quite the honor for this old school gal, but hey, she wasn't one to judge their judgement. Given that there was time for them all to prep and get themselves ready for the journey abound, Lucia got her stuff together only to here someone who was also a part of their little band of adventurers suggest a sparring. Sparring was fun, seeing as between her and her brothers a good old hoedown was always something to be enjoyed. Hoisting up her good old axe onto her shoulder she calmly walked over to the purple haired boy and said, "well sure I'll take you on for a good spar." She smiled to him and raised her axe in the air with one hand, waiting for the boy's response.
Username: Skyheart Character Name: Lucia Yli Home country: Greil...I know, it was quite unexpected. Class: Fighter...because I have like, never used one ever. Appearance: Totally a Fighter Personality: She is a pretty cheery gal to a fault. She is most of the time happy and exudes a positive vibe towards anyone and everyone she interacts with. Always willing to put her best into something, she is quite the hard worker as well. Despite this happy go lucky nature, she does indeed have a temper and a scorn that most would not wish to incur. Social Rank: Farm Gal Birthday: April 21st
DAY 72 Tuesday, December 3rd, 2013 The night's sleep had proven to be something quite different from the last. Sure, there were still monsters most likely outside waiting to claw their guts out, but something about last night just seemed to be more peaceful than the one before. As such, Richard got himself out of bed and was getting ready to go out and get ready for today's events. The group as a whole, hadn't actually done much yesterday, and he felt that that would only make it so that their job today was going to be that much more difficult. He had no real idea what he was going to have to do, but whatever it was, it was going to need a lot of effort to be used to make it happen. As soon as Richard had made it back to the sanctuary area, he simply sat down in a seat and just pondered on things. He actually started to wonder about yesterday's events. He knew that in order for the barrier to work everyone had to believe in something, that something most being what they were probably fighting for. He figured that it was probably something like friends, family, loved ones. Unfortunately, Richard didn't really believe in those things as strongly as others did. His thoughts flickered to that German kid who was slowly fading in and out of existence, Kai, and wondered if he had actually found a reason to fight as a fallen angel now. Ah, whatever. While he was deep in thought, both Sal and the Brandon kid walked in to the sanctuary, looking prepped for whatever was going to happen today.
As soon as everyone had prayed for a good while, they soon stopped. With everyone thoroughly prayed out, they had all decided it was time to get to sleep, and hope that Leviathan's barrier would hold the beast in its cage. Not to mention that it would mostly keep the creatures of hell out for another night, buying them just a bit more time. So, the group decided to go to their beds for a good nights rest. Sal was quite pleased with the extreme display of cooperation everyone displayed today. Having everyone work together, even if it was something as simple as just saying a prayer, showed that they could actually, as a whole, do something together. Sal had walked himself into his bed at around the same time as everyone else and soon fell asleep there, with Brandon finding a bed for himself to sleep in, awaiting what their next task for tomorrow was going to be. Richard, however, did not go to bed with everyone else. In fact, he more or less just stood there as everyone went back to the abbey to get some sleep. Thinking that sure, the barrier was a good start, it was obviously not good enough at all. There was going to need to be more done if they were going to actually stop whatever was going to be attacking them here at the church. He didn't exactly know, though, what else he could be doing here. Personally, Richard wasn't even sure why he was trying to think of what he should do. It didn't feel like Maalik's presence on him, like the anger thing was, and he still didn't feel any more motivated then he had been earlier in the day. Maybe praying for a goal he had in mind actually made him think about the entire situation. Whatever. Eventually Richard brought himself to go to the abbey and laid down in the bed he had the previous night. Richard simply muttered, "pater, da mihi, qui conantur, ut spiritus et tutela contra me. Ut tegere sim defensus est," under his breath until he finally fell asleep.
Stratos quite admired the resolve that this Goofy fellow had when it came to protecting a king he had no idea who it was. Regardless, the gang continued to follow on with Goofy until they had finally been introduced to the grand castle of the Forest Suave, and what a suave place this looked to be. Apparently, the castle wasn't actually where Merlin lived, and to further his Merlin is just a crazy loon with clairvoyance theory, the man apparently just lived in a tower that looked ready to crumble. In addition to that, there was also snow. It was then that Ana mentioned just how cold it really was. Man, how had he not noticed that it was freezing temperatures up until now? Stratos was almost always wearing a hoodie, and so he was basically alright with the cold weather at most times. Regardless, he followed after everyone else, up the treacherous path to Merlin's tower.
[/url]Sal had heard what Hana had said about the grand beast known as Leviathan being located here, and that's why there were the forces of hell abound. They apparently had to band together and have the experienced people go with the inexperienced people to...say a prayer? Perhaps they just needed some sort of direction as to what to do about it. As such, Sal walked himself over to the newcomer "sibling" duo of Ms. Tiia and Sven."Well now, the both of you heard the instructions given. The only advice I could really give you is that self-confidence and faith is probably, and most fittingly, the most important thing when it comes to using any form of angel power. You're going to have to truly believe that this is going to work in order for it to take the largest and most noticeable affect, and yes, believing in something dear to you will draw out the strongest resolve, helping to create the best affect possible. With that out of the way, let's get to praying." With that Sal closed his eyes and thought long and hard about what he truly wanted to protect, or just what he loved the most. After a bit, he smirked at the thought. Sure, it was broad, but it was what had wanted to protect the most out of all of these. With that, he said " ater, da mihi, qui conantur, ut spiritus et tutela contra me. Ut tegere sim defensus est." Brandon hadn't been entirely sure of the entire situation that was going on. Though, he did realize the urgency that came along with this being Rivaille's resting place. That being that this was the spot of the Secret Boss hinted at the entire game and despite all their efforts was going to be released anyway because plot. Man that was still a mouthful. Nevertheless, Brandon knew that he was supposed to do some major praying stuff. And he was also supposed to help any of the newcomers that were coming along. Seeing as Brandon saw himself as a rather seasoned veteran fallen angel, he took it upon himself to help out any newcomer who seemed to be lost...or any newcomer in general really seeing as he had no idea what these people's expressions were since no one had posted in response yet. As such, Brandon walked over to the eyepatch newcomer, Julius, and said "you heard the lady. Just go and give it your all in believing in this prayer barrier!" With that, Brandon thought back to everyone and everything. He held probably everyone here as dear to him, and was putting all of his faith into this barrier, solely so he could protect everyone from all the dangers. "Ater, da mihi, qui conantur, ut spiritus et tutela contra me. Ut tegere sim defensus est." Richard had gotten his answer, and Maalik's suspicions were confirmed. So the entire world was to be threatened by one being who they just happened to be standing on? Well that seemed to be a bit important. Richard didn't entirely know the nature of the seal that was restraining the beast, nor did he know what manner of dark forces were coming to attack them. And apparently all he had to do was pray? Hm, as much of a menial task as that seemed, and as easy as it seemed to be for others to take his place, he knew that even that was being too lazy. Thinking about what seemed most important to him, the choice was clearly easy. He started praying hard, to finally do at least something to act like the guardian he was meant to be. "Ater, da mihi, qui conantur, ut spiritus et tutela contra me. Ut tegere sim defensus est."
It[/url] was a rather nice sleep he had been in. Peaceful, he wouldn't call it, but nevertheless, it was quite the rejuvenating one at that. Waking up to the sound of Ms. Tiia's voice, Sal brought himself up and out of bed to get ready for the days events. Stretching a bit he saw Sven get up as well, albeit he seemed to be rather peeved. It was a shame that the man had a short temper, but diversity in personalities made a group all the more whole. Walking out to follow Sven, he heard the two bicker about something or another, as if they were two siblings. At the end of it all Sal decided to chime in as well. "Good morning to the both of you as well." Looking over towards the both of them he said, "now now you two, you can't be constantly annoyed by each other if you're going to be expected to work together against the forces of hell." If only this were true among everyone of the group. He could name a couple of people who were constantly annoyed by the presence of others. Oh well. "Now then," clapping his hand together Sal said, "we should get going to the sanctuary area to meet up with the rest of the people." [/color] "Alrighty then." Out of seemingly nowhere, the white haired tennis maniac had walked in and started his jovial morning march towards the area of congregation. Smiling at the boy's unending enthusiasm Sal walked forward to the sanctuary as well.
The sounds had been permeating through the entirety of the church, he had felt. The lazy man got up and sighed. Between these scratching noises, the odd feeling of revitalization from simply being in here, and the feeling of annoyance coming from his angelic persona, it was as if the lord himself was trying to prevent Richard from sleeping. They had, obviously, failed, but nonetheless, even he had found it a challenge to do so. "Good, looks like I didn't even have to force you up." Maalik was sitting next to Richard's bed and looked over to him. 'There's something out there, isn't there?' The sheer fact that Maalik was showing himself to Richard clearly meant that he wanted something from the man and given this unnatural scratching at the church, he figured these oh so terrifying beasts they were supposed to be fighting were here. "Most likely. I'm here to tell you that you have to do whatever it takes to defend this place." Richard raised an eyebrow at the angel. "Demons haven't tried to swarm us like this before, normally it'd just be some sort of natural event. The sheer fact that their using physical bodies to come in and take us down, when we are inside a church, means that something important is probably here. So get moving." With that, Maalik had dissipated in his white fire once more, leaving Richard to get out of bed. Picking himself up, he sighed. Stretching himself out a bit, he pulled El-Harriss out of his pocket and looked at it. He flipped it around a bit before pocketing it, getting ready to go to the sanctuary of the church. Once he got there, he saw that Hana was in the room as well, and no one else. Looks like he had been one of the early risers. Weird. Looking at the red head, though, she didn't seem to be in the most well rested of conditions. Waving to her he said, "morning. I take it you didn't have that great of a nights rest?" After staring at the door for a bit he turned back to her and said, "so, what's out there?"
