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Sal was rather delighted to see that the entire thing had happened somewhat to plan. To be perfectly honest, he was wondering if there was even a 1% chance of them actually emerging victorious over the chief angel of torment. Again, that's sort of what happened. Temeluchus sounded kind of different and Adam seemed to be locked in a discussion with her. He didn't really know what to make of the entire situation, but regardless he caught Imperium and pocketed it before realizing the strain he had put on himself and realized that trying to do anymore on this situation would be nothing but fruitless. So he walked away from the situation and just put himself to sleep on a nearby wall.

 

Bonnie dies ... again ...
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The moment everything happened felt like forever. He felt like he was frozen in time watching it happen, with no control over it. He watched the knife plunge into her neck and he felt as helpless as Bonnie probably felt.

What the hell is wrong with hi-​

Adam stop​

Why would he do something like this while she is so-​

Adam listen to me you need to stop.​

He's dead. He's fu-​

Adam stop it!​

"What the fuck is WRONG with you. She was weak and couldn't have fought back anyway. MAYBE I should cut up Iris and do the same damn thing!" Adam quickly pulled out Nahkosh again and stabbed at Henrik and felt the mist surround him, "You piece of shit!"​

 

Adam listened to Lei laugh, and it only angered him more. However, he gave Lei the chance to talk, considering he put the dagger away. He listened to his words and tried to keep himself from just attacking him right away. Especially when he told Semyaza to put him back on his leash.

Although he was willing to attack him, he wasn't stupid. He now had the dagger, and Adam did not have his. As much as he wanted him dead, Semyaza most likely did not want to die over him sparking up over a girl. He put away Nahkosh and then saw the obsidian bullet on the ground, and although he knew it probably couldn't be used again, he picked it up anyway and put it in his pocket before he spoke, "I won't bother continuing. But remember the words you just said. No sympathy for the other side." Adam put his hands in his pockets and the next words he spoke weren't his, "What even is your side, Araquiel? I thought you didn't like to pick sides." Adam shrugged and then nodded and Alistair and spoke, "Thank you for well... at least trying... again."

Adam left Lei and found a place for him to sleep for the night.

Maybe this side isn't my side after all...​

 

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The sudden roundabout that he sought finally occurred and Alistair was quite impressed with the handy work of the one named Sal. Temeluchas was struck, but Alistair felt this was something Lu wanted, that she desired to be stabbed for her own weird plans. Arms still crossed he watched on at Temeluchas' body, but something interesting occurred. "So Bonnie is in the body....just what are you planning Lu" Alistair said silently shaking his head before addressing Adam and Bonnie's request

In one moment Alistair held Boniluchas' body, ready to operate, but suddenly things just spiralled out of control out of nowhere. Adam was pulled aside and out of nowhere Boniluchas' neck was stabbed by an obsidian knife. Alistair's eyes widened in surprise and before he could even react Adam had already begun his fit of rage.

He now held the corpse of his mistress and he had no idea what would go on. If anything he was willing to of assisted Adam in the sudden bout, but even so Alistair realized this was the work of Araquiel, not Heinrik. For now, he would let the man go, merely because of the man's children's sake. Adam had calmed down and everybody had begun to fall fast asleep. His body had grown quite sluggish and he was left with a serious problem to deal with the next day. He closed his eyes as he felt the soul of Bonnie perish before finally he found a place to rest and drifted off to sleep. All he really did know what that things took an interesting turn.

 

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DAY 66​

Wednesday, November 27, 2013​

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The start to day felt anything but great. There was a great deal of fatigue and had it not been for his sheer will to get up then Alistair would have just slept all through the day. His eyes opened as he stared up at the sky, but something was not right "eh...why is the sky purple..." Alistair said struggling to get up.

He rubbed his eyes and glanced back at the sky, only to realize it was blue once more. "Am I...seeing things or something?" Alistair said as he covered his mouth. Though he tried to, he was unable to hold back a burst of blood that came rushing out of his mouth. Coughing Alistair panted as he rose to his feet and wiped his mouth. "Damn it..its taking effect...what the hell Lu..." Alistair said with a sigh as he shook his head.

Everything was slowly beginning to spin, but for the moment he would merely endure it for now. He needed to find himself a way back to hell and his options were running thin. If he didn't find away soon then he would have to endure a pathetic death. However despite the issue, Alistair wished to at least see how the others were doing so far.

 

Adam woke up and tried to avoid going to see how the others were doing for a few minutes. He walked into the pyramid attempting to find his bag, despite how dark it was in there. After a long time filled with trial and error, he eventually did find it, and slung it over his shoulder. He reached into the bag and pulled out his ring.

It is always the times it isn't in my pocket...​

Adam slipped the ring on as he walked back out of the pyramid.

Er... hey there. It's been a while...
"Can I help you Adam?"
Adam took a deep breath before he explained.

Well, Lu took four of us and tried to use us as sacrifices. And while we tried to kill her things didn't go the way we expected. Lu somehow trapped Bonnie's soul in a mirror and switched with her at last second... Harbonah died in Lu's body but... now we have Lu in a mirror...
"And?"
How do we kill her when she is in a mirror?
"You can't."
Well that's great news. If you want her, she's in a damn mirror.
"What's with the sudden helpfulness?"
Adam was silent for a second, he knew the answer he could give, he just didn't want to, Do you really want to know?
"It would be enlightening. You haven't really done anything to contribute Adam."​

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Adam closed his eyes and replied, I still haven't done anything. I'm just being the messenger. I'm just not fond of seeing people I care about dying in front of me. Especially a second time​

"Adam, how did Harbonah die?"​

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Adam's eyes opened up again as he leaned up against the wall of the pyramid. This time? Adam's tone quickly got angrier and his outward expression may have reflected that, ...Araquiel stabbed her in the neck with an obsidian dagger...​

" ... Well there's definitely no chance of her surviving it this time. Adam, do you actually want to help, or are you just teetering again?"​

...I'm not teetering anymore... and I mean it this time.​

"Do you want me to come get you?"​

Yes, but I need to get the mirror from Araquiel...​

"Is Alistair still there?"​

Yes he is.​

"All right, well, between the two of you, I think you are more than capable of getting the mirror back. I'll be there soon."​

Alright.​

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Adam kept the ring on but put his hands in his pockets and headed over to where Alistair and Henrik were. Adam let out a sigh as he took a couple of steps more towards the two and spoke up looking over at Henrik, "Can I see the mirror I threw at you yesterday? I'm not going to break it I just want to see what we can do about this situation first... I'm not sure if breaking the mirror is a good idea anymore."​

 

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Blah de Blah de Blah...

All of a sudden Heinrik had made his way over to where Alistair was and suddenly began to blab on about stuff he really didn't give a damn about. He stared at Heinrik with a bored and dull face and occasionally yawned a couple of times as he spoke and made threats with the blade. "yeah...uh huh...interesting" Alistair mumbled silently as he listened on.

Alistair obviously knew that Heinrik would have targeted him. Unlike what Temeluchas thought, he was much smarter than that and he sure as hell would not let his guard down so simply. It was amazing how Heinrik loved to flaunt around the obsidian knife he had. Heinrik spoke as if cutting his children out was actually a bad thing and this only further added to how pointless this conversation was for him. He continued to listen until something at least caught his attention and caused him to raise an eyebrow.

Closing his eyes he shook his head and let out a small chuckle. "ah...your children...I must say they grew up to be quite the interesting teens. That Soren really does take after you and your angels....that anger of him is real something...ah but he does have his redeeming qualities...just have to try hard and find them" Alistair said placing his hands in his jacket pockets as he smiled nonchalantly.

"now lets see..Anna..she is quite the sweet child...honestly if I didn't cut her out I wouldn't of imagined she was your child...though I guess she gets some of it from her mother or something..." Alistair said closing his eyes with a chuckle "All in all it makes me quite proud to be their mentor...to have raised them ever since they were children" Alistair said opening his eyes as he stared over at Adam at the corner of his eye "ah...don't waste your breath...he won't hand it over..." Alistair said.

 

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Adam looked over at Henrik and waited until he had walked far enough out of earshot and spoke, "Not sure how your stance with him is but..." Adam pulled his hand with the ring on it out of his pocket and he twisted it off and spoke, "I called him up... I kind of need that damn mirror though."

Alistair raised an eyebrow and glanced over at Adam and chuckled before shaking his head. Adam actually interested him quite a deal and it seemed the whole Bonnie issue would make things even more intriguing. "So what do you suppose? jump him and get the mirror? I still have no real idea of what Lu is planning and my time and energy on earth is growing short do to a certain curse..." Alistair said. He really did prefer to see some action, but at the same time his body was not taking well to the curse. He swore he saw Barney the dinosaur run past them.

"Well hopefully someone in Hell can help you with that curse cause I'm pretty sure Danel'll pick you up. Jumping Henrik to get the mirror however... could prove to be very stupid..." Adam said

Alistair chuckled lightly as he took a seat on the ground "ah that'll be nice...save me the trouble really..." Alistair said resting his back on the ground as he stared up at the sky. "If your scared of Heinrik's obsidian...I have some with me at moment...was planning on using it if Heinrik was gonna be stupid or something....though starting up a obsidian fight would be retarded..." Alistair said with a relaxed smile. "Regardless...if you have nothing better planned then might as well call it a day..." Alistair said.

 

⎡WEARING ✑ DAY⁝ 66 3/4 ✑ WRITING⎤
⎣LOCATION⁝ Aztec Pyramid ❮Mexico City, Mexico❯⎦​

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Kai awoke for the first real time in days. He sat up with a splitting headache. His head was spinning and he had to set both hands down flat on the stone beneath him. Gravel dug into the cut on his hand and he winced, looking down at it. He could only vaguely remember receiving the cut to his hand before everything went black again. Trying to recollect all that happened over the last few days was like trying to open ones eyes through murky water. It was a haze and painful.

He carefully looked around to see everyone up, save for Sal. Adam, Henrik, and that other guy seemed to be having some sort of conversation and he couldn't really process it right now. He tried to ask what was going on, but every attempt at using his power resulted in more head spinning. It took every ounce of energy for Kai to pull himself to his feet. He stood shakily and held his head. His reddish - brown eyes searched the faces of the other men and he squinted in the light.

Is ... is everything ... okay?

Kai held head and swayed briefly. His shaggy brown hair fell into his eyes and he blew it away, trying to see. They were apparently still at that pyramid and everyone appeared to be on edge. Something must have happened to keep them alive.​

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Ah[/url], what a wonderful rest that had been from the good old stone walls of the temple. Sure he felt a bit sore from the stone, but nothing a good stretch out wouldn't handle. As he woke himself up Sal took note of some of the things that were going on with himself. Or rather, just the one thing, which was that he and the others were no longer in bounds and not dead at all. This meant that everything went off without a hitch and all was well. No drama that happened while he was asleep happened at all...None at all. Another thing to note was that everyone was all gathering and seemed to be socializing. Well that seemed to be excellent team related things to do.

Sal walked over to the rest of the gang and said, "good morning everyone," after waving to them something immediately struck him. Or rather, struck Zachariel which in turn struck him. She pointed out to him that there was a lack of dark angel presence,which made no sense, since even though it was different and weaker by the end of last night, it was still there. Then after glancing around and seeing her limp body with a gaping wound in her throat, he realized she had died. "Something happen to our dark angel friend while I was asleep?"He was quite curious as to how she had ended up dying. After seeing the neck wound it was clear that it wasn't just from the wound he had inflicted last night. Which meant that one of them killed her. He would be quite disappointed if any of them did so, save for Dr. Grey seeing as he had no affiliation with them whatsoever, looking at everything they had just lost from that angel's death.

 

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LEON WALKED THE STAIRS OF THE HOTEL TO SEE THAT RECEPTIONIST AT THE DESK ONCE MORE. NO ONE ELSE SEEMED TO BE UP OR AT LEAST ACTIVE YET. HE HAD REGRETTABLY LEFT THE CAN IN THE ROOM AFTER HE CHANGED. HE FELT HESITANT TO APPROACH THE WOMAN, BUT IF VINCENT HAD SPOKEN TO HER LAST NIGHT, THEN SHE PROBABLY HAD LOADS OF QUESTIONS.

HE STOPPED AT THE DESK, HIS GOLDEN EYES LANDING ON THE GIRL. WITH ONE GLANCE, SOMETHING ABOUT HER REMINDED HIM OF HAY SUN. ALEJANDRA HAD A FIERY SPARK TO HER, BUT NOTHING THAT COULD COMPARE. LEON LEANED ON THE COUNTER AND RAN HIS FINGERS THROUGH HIS FAIR HAIR. HE CLEARED HIS THROAT AND GLANCED AROUND TO SEE IF ANYONE WAS IN EAR SHOT. "EXCUSE ME. ALEJANDRA RIGHT? I WANTED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR NIGHT WITH VINCENT." HE LEANED BACK AND SLIPPED HIS HANDS INTO HIS FRONT POCKETS.​

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Alejandra Rojas
DAY: 66 - 3/4 | DATE: November 27th, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel Lobby in Rosario, Argentina​

She stood at the reception desk, mulling over everything she had heard the other night. Whether or not that Vincent guy was crazy or not was still up in the air, though she doubted that a man willing to cut himself so deeply and go on about his business as normal was anything less than insane. Still, the fact that his wound healed so quickly could've been a magic trick. Possibly. At this point, she was practically praying that he didn't actually cut himself and that everything he pulled was a sick, twisted joke played on her for his pleasure. If that was the case, she could just knock him out and be done with it all. If not, then what the hell was the point of even approaching her about it? Telling her that him and his little group of friends were angels and whatnot. It was crazy. Absolutely crazy. But then again, crazier things have been happening. Things she wouldn't like to be involved with if at all possible. With things going to shit left and right around them, eyes would probably focus on them. So many eyes. So much unwarranted attention.

Her train of thought was interrupted when a fair haired man who she recognized as one of the people in blondie's group cleared his throat. He glanced around first before actually speaking. "EXCUSE ME. ALEJANDRA RIGHT? I WANTED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR NIGHT WITH VINCENT." Whoa, the way he put it implies that something more than just dinner happened. She had to calm herself down and take a quick breath.

"Well, sir, I may have a question or two about last night as well." She said with a feigned smile. "First off, is it really true? The whole 'being angels' business, I mean." Nervously, she fiddled with a stray lock of her hair. "And if it is, why tell me about it? How does it affect me?" She rubbed the back of her tattooed hand and started to look all over. "And just what exactly-" The stammering woman stopped herself before going on. "Sorry. Just, please answer my first two questions. I shouldn't bombard you with so many questions at once." She forced herself to look straight into his golden gaze, trying not to get lost in them.

 

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His eyes were kept shut in order to keep his mind at ease and to dim the spinning sensation he felt in his head. It was typical that things of interest only happened right when he was dying of some stupid curse. Regardless of this he still loved resting underneath the warmth of the sun and he just continued to lay there with a smile.

He heard the voice of a newcomer and then the voice of Sal which soon caused Alistair to laugh a bit. "Ah...you missed quite the...event when you went to sleep" Alistair said not really knowing what to call what had happened last night. "After you fell asleep sneaky little Temeluchas pulled a fast one. She had Harbonah, the angel of destruction, trapped in a little mirror she carried and when you stabbed her she switched places with her....Harbona was in Temeluchas and Temeluch......well I have no idea what happened to Temeluchas because I never checked the mirror to see if she was stuck in it...." Alistair said as the thought came up to him.

"Regardless, it seems Adam boy here was close to lil Bonnie...and I was going to mend her wound...but everything changed when Heinrik stabbed her in the neck with obsidian...Bonnie is dead..." Alistair said crossing his arms, still not opening his eyes do to dizziness. "So far from what I've seen your group...isn't doing quite well...After all you lost Raziel yesterday and Puriel the other day...Bonnie would have been quite useful for your cause...but oh well...guess you guys can't have nice things..." Alistair said nonchalantly with a sigh.

 

He had been there in the shadows. He had been there in the wind. He had been there in the walls. He was everywhere, and no where at once. He was quick, one would even say...quick as lightning. While most people were asleep, he was downstairs already. While most people were still trying to count sheep, because that's sleep related or something (in which case one of the members could probably get rich off of wool,) he was eating breakfast. While most people were still doing the thing that most humans do to recover energy after a hard day's work, he was eavesdropping in on a certain Leo and Hotel Clerk, Lady, Person. And when the questions were asked, he silently and stealthily slid in, like some sort of weird cartoon character and was going to answer the questions his own way. This man was...

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"Well my fine lady, we are indeed angels, and the only reason we'd tell you 'bout something this big is because, you must be an angel as well. Which meeeaaansss, that there are super adventurous times abound." He hopped up a bit and let a tad bit of electricity crackle off his finger tips. He then did an, "ahem," moment and decided to continue on with the conversation. "So yeah, basically what being a fallen angel entails is traveling around the world in search of other fallen angels all whilst getting stronger to allow ourselves the ability to fight the forces of hell who kind of want to take over the entire world, because they aren't nice."He stopped for a bit to take a short breath. "I mean, you could choose to not come along, which is all fine and dandy, but for whatever reason, once you've been found out by us as a fallen angel the dark forces of hell may come after you, so there's strength in numbers when it comes to us. Make sense?" Brandon hadn't explained this situation to someone in quite some time, but he figured that telling her the good majority of the information upfront would be a good idea since it would minimize both questions and posts asking said questions.

 

Alejandra Rojas
DAY: 66 - 3/4 | DATE: November 27th, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel Lobby in Rosario, Argentina​

As she continued to watch the golden eyed man, waiting for an answer to her questions, a strange fellow appeared form what seemed like thin air. Her gaze shifted to the much younger looking boy that had willed himself there. "Well my fine lady, we are indeed angels, and the only reason we'd tell you 'bout something this big is because, you must be an angel as well. Which meeeaaansss, that there are super adventurous times abound." Wait, what? She was an angel too? That's how she was connected to all of this? Well, that would've been a nice bit of information to know last night. She would definitely wring his throat the next time she saw him, or at the very least punch him in the face. Hard. She watched him blankly as he hopped up a bit, producing what looked like electricity from his finger tips. The boy cleared his throat before continuing, "So yeah, basically what being a fallen angel entails is traveling around the world in search of other fallen angels all whilst getting stronger to allow ourselves the ability to fight the forces of hell who kind of want to take over the entire world, because they aren't nice." He stopped briefly to catch his breath before continuing. "I mean, you could choose to not come along, which is all fine and dandy, but for whatever reason, once you've been found out by us as a fallen angel the dark forces of hell may come after you, so there's strength in numbers when it comes to us. Make sense?"

She stared at him, still processing what he just told her. If she understood him correctly, that meant that she was an angel the same as them, she now had the responsibility of finding others like them, becoming stronger, and fighting off the forces of hell and that while she had the choice to not go with them, hell's force would probably come after her, which would mean that going with them would be the safer bet over all because there was strength in numbers. Words whizzed about her head as she tried to find the right ones to say at that moment. However, each time she opened her mouth, words failed to leave them. She was truly dumbfounded about what to say to that.

"So... Then that means...." She slowly started. "I pretty much have no choice, then." At last she managed to say something. "I mean, from the way Mr. Straightforward put it, it's either I join you or die by being overwhelmed by Hell's forces." Alejandra tucked her hair behind her ear. "Between you and me, not dying sounds like the obvious choice," she quipped. "I mean, any sane person would choose to live. But, let me ask you this: This battle against Hell, what are the chances of us surviving with the people and the training you have right now?"