⍭he ℱallen

After an unexpected turn of real life events, Lauren, Sven, and Tiia went to bed when everyone did.

(sorry sorry I'm so sorry)

 

DAY 72
Tuesday, December 3rd, 2013

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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.

 

Lauren woke up with a headache and feeling rather down for whatever reason. She woke up Alice next to her, but didn't wait for her to get up. Instead Lauren got up and found Brandon, Richard, and Sal. Usually she greeted with some kind of smile but Lauren was so out of it that she didn't even greet or smile at all.

There was a noise from the other side of the room and she quickly looked to see Tiia regaining her balance and grabbing onto Lauren before she fell, "I tripped over something thank you for being here."

"No problem..."

Tiia tilted her head at Lauren and spoke, "Are you alright?"

"Huh? Yea mate I'm fine."
"Mate?"
"Did I say something wrong." Lauren quickly said aggressively, "Or something stupid?"

Tiia quickly backed away and spoke, "No no you didn't say anything wrong please don't get mad."
"I'm not mad..."

Lauren walked away from Tiia and had her back facing her before she felt a hand on her shoulder again and Lauren spoke angrily grabbing the hand and crushing it, "I said I'm not mad mate."
'"Ow stop it!"

Lauren's eyes widened as she let go and quickly turned around, "Oh no oh no I'm sorry love I-"
Alice rubbed her wrist and spoke, "Are you alright?"

Lauren rolled her eyes and smiled, "Yes. I am completely alright."​

 

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Lu pushed Alistair off the bed with an annoyed look on her face. "Get up. It's time to leave. There's no way Lucifer doesn't know I'm here. I'm surprised he hasn't come down here and killed you himself yet. You're fortunate but I'm not waiting for him to wise up and do so, so let's go." She got out of bed and dressed herself quickly. From what she had been hearing around the palace, big things were happening today. It helped that Mali was constantly feeding her information. The child was loyal to her, no one else. "And get Malignavérunt. She will be of use to us as well. I want to beat the Morning Star to his goal."

She sat down in a thick chair giving Alistair a 'go' look. She couldn't just walk out of his room. If some of the others saw her then it would mean exhausting unnecessary energy on fighting them so that she doesn't die and Lu didn't have the time to waste on such tasks. Nope. There were much more important things to be done.​

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Ahranna stood in front of the doors leading out of the palace with her hands in her back pockets. She rocked on the balls of her feet and glanced around nervously. "So Adam, you're like ready, right? 'Cause I'm not really a fan of the whole, 'getting in trouble by the Lord of the Dark Angels' thing, and I know those people were like your friends and stuff so if you're not ready it's going to make this a lot more difficult." She absolutely did not want to come back empty - handed. That would just look terrible. They had one job. One very simple job -- collect Azazel.

Adam looked at Ahranna with a little uncertainty for a moment before he put on a serious face and replied, "Honestly, I am as close to ready as I am probably going to get right now."

She nodded at him once. "All right then. Time to go get Azazel. It'll be a long walk by the way. I don't have those magical teleporting powers so I have to take the stairs out of here." Ahranna pushed open the doors and headed out into the depths of Hell. She kept a firm hold on Adam's arm so that he wouldn't get snatched up by anything. The stairs weren't too far, but when monsters were always trying to fight you on your way to them, it became a hassle. Not today though. Everything was strangely motionless.

"Okay, so these stairs are kind of like that whole portaling power Dark Angels have in the sense that you gotta know your destination, so just leave it to me, okay?" She smiled at him eagerly as they came to a stop at the base of the stairs. They were earthen with no railings and seemed to go on forever. The steps seemed as if they disappeared into the rust colored clouds above them, though there was no sky. There was never a sky in Hell. Ahranna slid her hand down from his arm to lock with Adam's fingers. She heaved a deep breath and started to ascend the winding staircase. "You should be fine as long as you don't look down. Most monsters can't safely make it up these stairs which is why the humans don't have more of a demon problem on a day - to - day basis. It's usually the more humanoid ones and dexterous ones that make it to the surface."​

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Adam was nervous walking around actual Hell. But he knew he better grow quickly accustomed to it, because this is what Earth would be like. This was what he was fighting for, might as well grow to get used to it or something.

He was really glad to have the company of Ahranna though. He was certain if this was Lu or Danel they would not be holding his hand to help him out. If it were Bonnie she would have, but he had to face the fact that Bonnie would never be able to help him out like this anymore.

He listened to Ahranna explain about the staircase and snickered, "What do they fall off the staircase or something? How exactly do they not get up here safely... this seems rather easy..."

"Umm .... yeeeeah. They fall off. Or they don't have enough cognitive thinking to actually have a place in mind, but most of them just fall over the edge. So be careful."

At those words Adam actually got closer to Ahranna to get away from the edge but tried not to knock her over or push her closer to the edge on her side.
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Allen gradually began to toss and turn in his sleep due to feeling some discomfort. Soon the discomfort became too much to bear and he opened his eyes to see what was causing it. He was expecting something simple like him being on the ground due to rolling off the bed or something like that. What he got instead was him being inside a ring of fire. It seemed that he was a fairly safe distance away from the rim of the flame so he was remotely safe, assuming he figured out where he was and why he was here.

"I guess I should fill you in." Hearing the voice Allen turned and saw an oddly dressed before standing near him. "Yo, names Nuriel and welcome to my private little world." Much oppose to his attire, his personality was almost a direct opposite.

"So your the angel that's inhabiting me?"It was a reasonable guess, otherwise he was having a real strange dream right now.

"Bingo kid, I figured that it was about time that we talked face to face." Just as Allen was about to ask him something else, he was cut off by Nuriel continuing. "You'll have to save your questions for later, cause it's about time you woke up. While he didn't entirely understand what he meant by that, his vision slowly got darker before his eyes opened again, this time in the bed in the abbey.

As strange as the dream, at least that's what he was going to call it, was he still made his way out of the bed and headed back towards the sanctuary where he saw a few of the others. While he did only know the names of a few of them, he still gave a general greeting to them.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 72 - 3/4 | DATE: December 3rd, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Abbey/Church in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil​

She wasn't sure of the time when she woke up, but she did know that she wanted to get some fresh air when she got up out of bed. After putting on some decent clothing, she went outside into the sunlight. She sat down on a nearby bench and let what little breeze came by cool her down. Sweat dripped down her face as she leaned back as the sun beat down on her pale skin. She held an anemic wrist up to block the light from her eyes. "It's so hot today."

"Well, there isn't much we can do about that, honey~ " It was true. There wasn't much to be done about the heat other than deal with it.

"You think this is hot ?" The familiar voice groaned.

"Oh be quiet. She doesn't deal with weather like this on a daily basis, so she isn't used to it. " Azazel spat back.

"Right, of course. "

"Whatever, anyways, " the angel started as she spoke to Joslyn again. "Where are we supposed to go now ?" The girl pulled the cracked compass out of her pocket and tried to check where it was pointing. It took a little while to see through the damaged glass, though she finally got it after a while.

"Mmm... It's pointing north west." She answered as she shoved it back into her pocket.

"North west, huh ? I wonder which angel we'll find next. You think they'll be young like the past few we've found ?"

"I honestly hope not." The girl said as she looked down at the ground. "But I guess we're just going to have to find out, huh?" She let her head hang backwards and looked towards the sky. There were so many young people with them, herself included, that she really didn't like having to recruit any more of them. It hurt just to think about all of the horrible events that they were involved in and the lives they had already lost. "I just want this to end already..."

 

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His slumber was quite peaceful and he thoroughly enjoyed it after the training session he put himself under, but that all soon changed the moment a sudden force pushed him off of his bed, causing the man to fall and land on the ground with a groan. “Good morning to you too Temeluchas” Alistair said sitting up listening to the mistress speak about how they needed to get out of here before Lucifer decided to attack.

"Well it’s about time" Alistair muttered as he rose up to his feet and began to stretch. It wasn’t like he could necessarily go anywhere and if anything Temeluchas was the only way for him to get the hell out of hell. Getting prepared for the day was quick; he had gotten dressed and equipped himself with everything he needed before heading towards the door, only to stop. "so what of the other kiddos?" Alistair asked.

"The others are useless for now. Soren and Caius look like they are getting to good breaking points, but for now Mali is the only one that will be willing to assist us."

A sigh was let out and Alistair opened the door "right, I won’t be long" Alistair said calmly before he walked out of the room and headed forth towards the bedroom of the Nephilim. "Yooooooooo kiddoooooooos its been a while" Alistair yelled in his usual carefree way.

Cal slid off the bed in a hurry at the sound of the voice. "Hi Alistair." She stood before him and brushed hair out of her face.

Alistair smiled before placing his hand on her shoulder "well, you look quite well...I'm glad to see this" Alistair said closing his eyes with a sigh "however, I'll be going away for...well...I have no idea..." Alistair said glancing over towards Mali "Lu said you'll be heading along with us....you can head over to my room to meet her up if you wish" Alistair said.

Mali got up with a nod and walked out the room smirking.

Cal looked around in confusion and back up to Alistair. "What's going on? Where are you going with Mali?"

Alistair's eyes opened up calmly and he merely stared down at the girl, still holding her shoulder "Me and Lu...we betrayed Lucifer...it’s only a matter of time before Lucifer himself comes and kills the both of us...Before we leave it seems Lu wants Mali to join us..." Alistair explained.

She scrunched up her brows. "Why would you do something that's going to get into so much trouble?"

Alistair merely let out a small chuckle and shook his head "well...the reason for that is because Im an idiot..."Alistair said staring down at her with a soft smile "I vowed to stay loyal to Temeluchas....It may be a pain in the ass, but I will stick to that vow..." Alistair said

"Well that sounds really dumb."

It was a simple response, but one that was a totally true one that amused Alistair a great deal. Alistair closed his eyes and laughed heartily before placing his hand on top of her head and ruffled her hair like he used to do when she was a small child. "hahah atta girl, your damn right, it really is stupid...you've always been my best and favorite student....you make me so proud..." Alistair said.

She pushed him away and glowered at the man. "Just don't die or anything. That would be really uncool."

Alistair's eyes widened and blinked before he closed his eyes with a smile. She always hated when he did that with her hair, but the cute little scowl was always worth it for him. "yeah, yeah, you know me...I'm as cool as they come" Alistair said. as he turned away "well I'd best head off before I say some more lame stuff like that" Alistair said before he began to walk "well then...see ya later..." Alistair said calmly raising his hand in farewell before heading back to his room. If he was to die then he didn’t regret that he spoke to her like this. He wanted their time together to be carefree, something not sorrowful, but something that could be thought back to with a smile. He opened the door to his room and walked in with a bright smile."well then, so sorry I'm late" Alistair said cheerfully

"Well if you're done dawdling then it's time to go." Lu grabbed Mali's hand and the blonde stepped closer to her. "Hurry up!" She rolled her eyes. "I am always waiting on you."

"yes yes, Im coming" Alistair said nonchalantly before walking up to his impatient mistress before grabbing hold of her hand

"Good. We have a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it." She squeezed his hand and they were wrapped up in mist.

He had no idea where they were going to end up, but all he knew was another battle would start and lives were sure to be lost.

 

When they finally reached the top of that never-ending staircase, he allowed for Ahranna to think up the place they would arrive at. When she did, the two appeared nearby what looked like just any old church to him, with a building connected to it. He didn't remember what it was called, nor did he want to bother.

In his line of sight however, he immediately noticed the albino female whom the two of them were looking for. Without bothering to even think about what Ahranna had to say or checking to see if there was any consequence whatsoever, he went for it.

He was finally glad after all that time dedicated to it, he would actually use that quick, flashy teleportation with the mist. He took a step towards he and quickly made it next to her.

It was more of Semyaza's instinct than it was his own, that they wanted her knocked out before Azazel could do anything. Whether or not Joslyn actually turned to see him was not important. Instead what was important was the fact Adam grabbed her and put her into a sleeper hold. He tried his best to make sure she didn't see him though, and he waited until she was limp.

"This is too familiar."

Adam heard the door open and he didn't even want to look, he heard he voice before he had fully turned around.

"My my, hello there Adam. I'd normally be happy to see one of our own return, but-"

Adam at this point was holding Joslyn in his arms while looking directly at Sal. His calm voice seemed to gain a bit of malice as he continued, "Whatever are you doing?"

Adam's breathing seemed to get a little heavier as he spoke sarcastically, "She was awake for four days straight." he then immediately surrounded himself with clouds and pulled out his sword and he made a run for it.

"Ahranna! Ahranna! We need to go."

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a sword glow, and he felt this huge gust of wind come in his direction and felt himself about to be attacked while he heard Sal spoke in his always so calm voice, "Then maybe you should join her in her little cat nap. Who knows how much sleep you've gotten in these past few days."

Adam quickly turned around and blocked the slash from Sal and let out a laugh and replied, "I've probably had more rest than all of you." Adam flipped Joslyn over his own shoulder and he swung towards his legs.

Sal used the wind to push himself back, but it still didn't prevent him from being cut across the shins, "Well then, I suppose some more wouldn't do you some harm."

Adam was pushed back from the wind and struggled to stand back up. He maintained some form of balance, but gained quite a few cuts from flying debris and rocks lifted up. As well as a sore back as he looked over at Joslyn who he lost grip of during the blast. He nodded over towards Ahranna for a moment before he ran at Sal again and this time went for his arm.

Sal blocked using his sword, but he too lost his balance. Only it seemed to be for the worst. He let out another burst of wind that knocked him further back and onto the ground. Adam noticed Sal seemed to have trouble getting up and took it as his chance. He ran up to him and knocked him out with the hilt of his blade, and was completely unsure how long Sal would be out from that.

Adam ran over back to Joslyn and picked her up. Adam felt sore all over and was glad that Sal messed up when he did because he was certain he would have been toast. Adam got up to Ahranna and nodded, Ahranna stamped her foot on the ground a couple of times and a hole in the ground opened up with the staircase below.

Ahranna walked ahead of him but Adam took a couple seconds to look over at the church and Sal on the ground. Then he looked back to Joslyn. He was bringing her into Hell, and she would definitely hate him forever for just the idea. But Adam took a deep breath and sucked it up, and followed Ahranna back down into Hell.​

 

[/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.

 

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Allen was virtually speechless seeing Sal appear injured. It appeared that some kind of confrontation. As Sal spoke, he managed to get the gist if what happened. Aparently Adam, who was part if the group, came and kidnapped Joslyn. With all this lingering confusion in the air, Allen returned to his bed and went to sleep.

 

After going outside and noticing Sal and becoming more confused with recent events, Lauren and Alice getting sad that Joslyn was gone(even though they really didn't know her that well), Lauren, Alice, and Tiia went to bed.

After whatever events happened for Adam, he too found time to sleep.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 72 - 4/4 | DATE: December 3rd, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: ???​

Joslyn remained passed out for the rest of the day.

 

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The mist carried them off and once it faded the group stood in a bustling little city. Arms crossed Alistair glanced around wondering what they were going to do, but for now they were to merely relax and rest for now. Killing was such a hassle and he had no instruction to kill for now so he chose not to. For now he booked the three of them the most luxurious room he could and rested for the night in there.

 

DAY 73
Wednesday, December 4th, 2013

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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.

 

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[/url]Ahranna pushed open the bedroom door quietly and tiptoed lightly into the dark room. The princess was still sleeping, but she needed to wake up now because a summons had been requested of her. Things would be okay now. The Dark Prince would be appeased and finally be in a better mood -- hopefully. This wasn't everything he wanted, but it was pretty high up there on the priority list. That was good. This would make him happy. He was getting something he had wanted for a very long time now.

"Wake up." She mashed her finger into Joslyn's cheek and sat down beside her on the large bed. The rooms here in the palace were so nice; much nicer than the home she had outside of the palace. That's the way things were though. The inside of a palace was always nicer than the outside, especially in Hell. Ahranna pulled the girl up into a seated position and leaned her against the headboard. "Come on. It's time to wake up."

She smiled at the albino girl and scooted away. "There's no need to like freak out or anything. I have no reason to hurt you. I was just put in charge of obtaining you since others failed in the past. Apparently I'm a lot better than them. We could be friends. You'll need one down here. The Nephilim are really anti - social and rude and with all the demons you don't wanna get accidentally eaten. Plus, I heard that you and Adam aren't on the best of terms, but everyone likes me so I hope you'll like me too." Ahranna jumped to her feet and started rummaging through the large closet. Lucifer had it chalk full of all sorts of intricate gowns.

"He wants his bride dressed in her best, so I'mma pick you out something really cool don't worry." She riffled through the various fabrics until landing on a sleek, lavender, floor - sweeping, sweetheart neckline gown that draped just off the shoulders. Ahranna smiled at it and held it up to her own body first giving the dress a nod of approval before draping it over her arm and carrying it to the bed. "Put this one on. It'll look just perfect on you and I can do your hair nice and pretty. I think it'll look best as a half updo. Shoulders are always attention grabbing and I think with your pale complexion you have shoulders to die for."

She winked and pulled out a chair. "I can help you into the dress if you want. You gotta get off the bed though." Ahranna picked the dress up and let it hang over the back of the chair before crawling onto the bed to try and pull Joslyn off of it.​

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 73 - 2/4 | DATE: December 4th, 2013 | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

Slowly, the sensation of being tugged at brought her to consciousness. She opened her heavy lids only to be met by the sight of horns protruding from technicolor hair.

"Oh thank god, you're finally awake !" the voice echoed in her mind.

"Wha-," Confused, the tired teenager blinked the bleariness away. "What the? Wh-Who are you!?" It was this person that was tugging at her. Quick as she could, the girl pulled her hand back and scooted away from her. "Wh-What's going on!? Wh-Where am I!?"

"Home sweet home is where we are." The familiar voice spoke. However, this time was different. The voice wasn't in her head. It was distinctly coming from in the room. She looked around and found the source standing at the door. A female figure stood at the entrance, with a tall creature towering behind her. "To be honest, I never thought I'd actually get to see this place ever."

"As much as I hate to admit it, I agree with heeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr~" The thing answered.

"Wh-Wh-Who are you all!?" The girl was on the verge of tears as she looked around at these strange people around her.

"You mean to tell me you don't recognize their voices ?" Azazel's voice was low.

"Wow, after all of that time, you can't recognize us by our voices, honey?" The demon woman asked mockingly. "That's cruel coming from you. Whatever."

"Honestly, I'm huuuuuuuuuurrrrrrt~"

The girl locked her sights onto the pair standing at the door. "Te... Tessa? Victor?"

"Ugh, I'd prefer if you didn't call me that. My name is Camilla." She approached the bed she was sitting on. "But man, you have it nice, with such a large bed and room and all."

"It really is a nice rooooooooooom~" The pale monster commented as he looked around. "And since we're doing proper introductions, Amalgam is my naaaaaaammmmme~"

"What's going on? How come you have physical bodies? What happened?"

"It's simple, really. You're in Hell." Camilla answered bluntly. "You got kidnapped, and now you're here, about to get married."

"They grow up so faaaaasssssssst~" The monstrous Amalgam sarcastically wiped 'tears' from his eyes.

"Oh, shove a dick in it, Amalgam."

"I could say the same to you, whoooooooooooorrrrrrrre~"

"Oh, you wanna start something? I will rip you to shreds, dickweed!"

"Not with a scrawny body like that, you aren't, you sluuuuuuuut~!" As the two started to bicker like before, the fact that she was in Hell was slowly sinking in. Tears rolled down her pasty cheeks.

"I'm..." Her breathing hitched. "I'm in Hell?"

"Unfortunately... I wish I could say that I could help you, but it pains me to say that I can't. " The tone in the angel's voice was solemn.

 

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[/url]"Enough!" Cracks fissured through the marble floor and broke apart in front of the two bickering demons. "That is enough. She needs to get dressed and you aren't exactly making her feel at home. You're just scaring her. I don't suppose you want me to mention to Him that you were the reason she did not make it to her summons on time? Hmmm??" Ahranna took a step forward and looked up at the two demons sternly. There was no way she was going to get in trouble because they couldn't stop fighting for five minutes. "Now if you don't mind, I need to get Joslyn into this lovely dress and do her hair. If you're going to fight, then get out of the room."

Sheesh.

Some of the other demons really made her embarrassed to be like them. Those two for instance were obnoxious. They spent more time fighting each other than anyone else. Ahranna shut the door after them and turned back to Joslyn. "Okay. So yeah, you're probably freaking out and stuff but hey -- oh don't cry! Your face will get all red and puffy and you don't want bag under your eyes." She ran across the room to grab a tissue and carried it back to the albino girl, sitting down beside her.

"Here. Wipe your face off. There's nothing to be scared of. No one is going to hurt you here. If they did, then they would be punished severely for it. As long as you remain here, you never have to worry about anything bad happening to you. Honestly I don't see why more of the Fallen don't come down here. Then none of them would die. Oh well." She shrugged her shoulders and got up to grab the dress. "Come on. You gotta put this on. You'll feel better once we get you into the dress." Ahranna smiled brightly at the girl. Her black masque creased with the lines of her smile and the large glasses on her face rode up the bridge of her nose.​

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 73 - 2/4 | DATE: December 4th, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

"Enough!" The technicolor haired girl screeched as cracks fissured through the marble floor and broke apart in front of the two bickering demons. They stopped and glared right at her. "That is enough. She needs to get dressed and you aren't exactly making her feel at home. You're just scaring her. I don't suppose you want me to mention to Him that you were the reason she did not make it to her summons on time? Hmmm??" She advanced towards them, looking straight up at them. "Now if you don't mind, I need to get Joslyn into this lovely dress and do her hair. If you're going to fight, then get out of the room."

Camilla snorted as she stepped forward. "Normally, I wouldn't listen to a shitty halfling like you, but since this involves Him... We'll be leaving. But so help me, if you tell me what to do again I will break you like a twig." The both of them made their way to the door.

"But this isn't over yet, sluuuuuut~" The Goliath-sized monster muttered as he stepped beyond the doorway.

"Oh, you better believe this isn't over, no-eyes!" She spat back. Soon after they left the room, the horned girl shut the door behind them before turning her attention back to the pale-skinned girl.

"Okay. So yeah, you're probably freaking out and stuff but hey -- oh don't cry! Your face will get all red and puffy and you don't want bags under your eyes." She ran across the room to grab a tissue and carried it back to the albino girl, sitting down beside her.

"Here. Wipe your face off. There's nothing to be scared of. No one is going to hurt you here. If they did, then they would be punished severely for it. As long as you remain here, you never have to worry about anything bad happening to you. Honestly I don't see why more of the Fallen don't come down here. Then none of them would die. Oh well." She shrugged her shoulders and got up to grab the dress. "Come on. You gotta put this on. You'll feel better once we get you into the dress." Ahranna smiled brightly at the girl. Her black masque creased with the lines of her smile and the large glasses on her face rode up the bridge of her nose.

With a shaking hand, the moon-haired girl grabbed the tissue and patted the flowing tears from her eyes. Reluctantly, she got up from the bed and looked at the chosen dress. She looked straight into the other girl's eyes, not sure of what to feel anymore. "Why?" The albino teenager asked. "Why me?"

"I'unno," Ahranna shrugged, "that's just the way it's always been. I don't really keep up much on angel history, but I'm sure that angel of your's will tell you that as long as you're the one hosting her, you're the one that's chosen."

"It's a long story... But basically, he chose me as his bride, " Azazel started. "I wasn't exactly thrilled about that, but the other angels kept watch over me. Kept me away from him. At least, until now, anyways. " She sighed as she continued to talk. "There isn't much I can say other than I am sorry you're in this mess. It's all because of me that you were sucked into this. Actually, it's all my fault that Xath never got to enjoy her own life, either. Always having to watch over who I hosted, always having to tend after me, never getting to care or nurture for anyone else. I just... " The angel paused, her actions slowly settling in. "You're another victim in my long chain of them, and I am sorry for that. "