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Lauren, Sven, and Tiia held no regard for the environment and characters around them and instead went to bed.

 

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Caius was rather quiet. Sometimes she honestly wondered what he might be thinking. The child usually kept his thoughts hidden. What did come out of his mouth, surprised her. "....How's Mali? Where is she?" he asked her.

Lu sighed. She could lie to him, but if he did decide to come with her, then it wouldn't take long for him to realize it and push away from her. The truth would be the easiest way -- part of the truth, that was. "Right now, Mali's with Soren's father."

"How is she doing? Is she alright?" Caius said with a ting of concern in his voice.

She smiled and pat him on the shoulder. "She's a little banged up, but she's fine. Soren and Anna's father is taking very good care of her."

Caius was a bit surprised, but he calmly closed his eyes and let out a relieved sigh before looking over to the side. "Um... You told me you needed my help... but you didn't say what you needed from me..."

Temeluchas nodded once. "Well I need to put a stop to the fighting. In order to get Mali back safely and make sure we can win so that the five of you stay well protected, I need your help in the battle. I'll be there and Alistair too, so you won't be alone. The demons and the other angels are making things harder on us than it needs to be."

There was only silence as Caius sat there and after a while Caius stood up and reached into the bag hanging over his shoulder. Calmly he pulled out a wrapped box and placed it on a nearby table. Pulling out a small card he wrote Cal's name upon it and placed it on top of the box before turning to face Temeluchas "Alright then..." Caius said.

Lu got to her feet, glancing over at the box. How sweet. She pulled Caius into her arms and held him close. Things went well. "I'm proud of you Caius." she said as they were enveloped in mist.​

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Due to some improtu sleep traing courtesy of Nuriel, Allen was feeling worn out and ended up falling asleep upon getting to the outskirts of the church. Was it ideal, probably not, but Nuriel probably would do something if needed.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 77 - 4/4 | DATE: December 8th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

The girl whose mind had once been filled with nothing but demonic chatter and voices not her own was now completely silent. It was an eerie silence that began to eat away at the teen's mind. At first, it seemed nice to have silence, to be able to hear her own thoughts clearly without the sudden interruption of quarreling voices. To not have to hear such lewd and foul things. To not have to listen to any more horrible suggestions from demons. However, the once calm silence soon grew to be too much, deafening even. Not even the soothing voice of the angel was there to give comfort to the girl. It was completely and utterly silent in her mind. Though she herself remained unmoving, something was moving through her mind.

Spoiler: Within her Mind Palace

There she was, sitting among rows of flowering bushes. Below her was grass, green and plush. The sun shone brightly in the garden. Warmth radiated everywhere. The scene seemed familiar. Extremely familiar. It was a place she hadn't been to since the start of this whole damn thing. She looked to where they should be, and sure enough, the wide french doors were there, just as she remembered it.

"Saint Agatha's..." she mumbled as she stood up and looked around. It was so long since she had been there. So long since she had felt the soft grass underfoot. However, as she continued to look around, she noticed something was off. No matter where she looked, there were no people. As far as she could see, nobody roamed the halls like they always did. No nurses doing their rounds, no patients wandering about in their sickly manner. Empty and silent.

"So this is the place they held you all that time, huh?" The familiar voice echoed. Suddenly, a young woman appeared behind her. "This garden is pretty, I can imagine Xath just strolling through this place barefoot."

"You're..." The girl pointed at the strange face speaking with that all too familiar voice.

"Oh yeah, we've never really communicated like this, have we? Here in your mind, where I can manifest myself." The angelic woman came closer to her. "I'm Azazel. The angel that lives in you." She poked her finger to the albino girl's forehead.

"Wha-what do you want?" Joslyn backed away from her, afraid of what she might do to her.

"You're scared of me?" she quipped with a wavering smile. The sight of her forcing a smile ate away at the girl. "Don't be so scared, I won't do anything to you." Azazel stepped closer to the girl and pulled her into a tight embrace. "I just want to say that I'm sorry. That's all..."

"What are you sorry for?" The girl was honestly shocked that the angel was apologizing to her.

"For everything. Because of me, you were forced to live with Amalgam and Camilla yammering away in your mind. Because of me, you were admitted to this hospital where you were forced to give up your family. Because of me, you had to deal with the pain of losing people near and dear to you. And because of me, you're in Hell, about to get married to the worst kind of monster out there." Tears rolled down the angel's cheeks as she hugged the girl tighter. "So, I'm sorry. For all of it. I really didn't want any of this to happen to you. I never wanted any of this." Her voice cracked.

"No... No, this is wrong. This is all wrong. You shouldn't have to apologize to me. You shouldn't! This is all wrong!" The girl asserted. "I'm glad that you're with me. Because of you, I got to meet Hana. She's been my best friend, and someone I wouldn't give up for the world. I've been able to meet other people, see so many different places I thought I'd never get to see, all because of you. Sure, dealing with those two was a bit of a handful, but I learned to deal with it. So please, don't apologize... It should be me apologizing to you..." She let her arms drop down to her sides as the angel kept her hold on the girl. "I'm so sorry for being weak... If... If I were stronger..."

"But you are, you just need to let yourself believe that." She put the girl at arm's length and looked into her eyes with tear filled eyes. "You have me by your side, so I know you can be strong. Now, I think you've been moping around long enough, don't you?"

"Yeah... I think so too... Actually, I think I need to stop now. Doing nothing hurts a lot more than I thought..." The girl said as the angel pulled her in for another hug. She laughed at the girl's acknowledgement of the pain.

As the girl fell asleep, a slight smile formed at the corner of her mouth.

 

After trudging their way through the outskirt area to the main area in front of the door, the entire gang, including any and all who fell asleep before now for whatever inexplicable reason. Now with that done, Richard stood at the rear until everyone had managed to pile their way through the door, and make it inside the church. So, with that done, Richard entered the church itself and felt pretty odd about it. It's like they had just gone from a survival horror zone straight into a war zone. At least the church provided some form of sanctuary, but regardless, all of them were now here and were ready to do whatever it took to guard this place. So, having said that, Brandon was there to greet everyone and tell them of the "wonderous tales that he and 'Heinry' had ended up having together against a girl named 'Malo.'" This kid needed to learn names properly. Regardless, he went to go check out who this, 'Malo,' person was, only to find that there was this nagging sensation in the back of his head telling him exactly what she was. Apparently, her very existence was a 'blight on the world,' but Richard was able to shrug this off rather easily. There was, however, one thing especially that drew his attention. It was the radiating sense of hellfire eating away at someone. Looking to where the source of this misplaced hellfire was, it turned out it had belonged to none other than Henrik himself. Richard realized that he was probably going to have to do something about this soon, or else this hellfire was going to go out of control. But before then, the man in question was already out, and Richard himself was feeling a bit tired. Portal making was hard work after all. So he found a place to sleep and went to bed. Brandon followed suit.

 

He felt guilty, he felt as though he betrayed the others, but he wanted all the fighting to end, he was sick of it all. Even though Lu said that Mali was safe, he still worried for her as he was told she was banged up. He needed to take care of her so Cal wouldn't have to worry about her, even if Mali didn't want it. His emotions were a mess, and when Temeluchas pulled him into her arms his eyes teared up. She had said something he had always wished his own father would a long time ago. Eyes closed he wrapped his arms around her as the mist took them away.

Temeluchas was gone and though this was all fine and dandy for Alistair, it had seemed that things had gotten a whole deal more complicated. A good chunk of the fallen that had disappeared had now appeared and Alistair was sure to be in a grave situation. Knowing retreat was the only option, Alistair left before the others could take notice of him and head off to sleep and rest for the day.

 

It took a long time for Min to calm her mother down after the others left. It was exhausting really. She tried to talk to her about what happened, but her mom had a one - track mind and she was not having any of it. Instead, Min went back to her computer after awhile and filled the others in on the events. It was strange. She looked at the large bulletin board on her wall with various articles about mythical creatures being spotted around the world pinned to it. Could she become the subject of one of those articles tagged her bedroom wall? That was the dream, right?

She made herself dinner later and ate in her bedroom, giving her mother space. Min spent a lot of time looking up everything she could on the things happening around the world. She didn't even realize how late it had gotten. When she finally checked the clock it was well after her bedtime. She had school in the morning and now it would be difficult to get up for it. Min closed out of her browsers and switched into some pajamas for bed.

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Mali refused to sleep now the the place stunk with more angels. One had come to check on them and she just glowered at the man. It would be easy to slip out past the sick sleeping man and the others that were asleep, but she didn't know how many were awake and in good health. They might not all be so lenient to let her live so she sat grudgingly in the chair with her arms crossed.

 

DAY 78
Monday, December 9th, 2013

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Richard awoke that morning ready to get the things he had to get done, done. Sure, now that they were all back in the church, Leviathan's prison was easily much safer than it was earlier, but the fact of the matter was that safer did not mean safe. If they were going to secure this place, and make sure that the beast underneath wasn't going to awaken, they were going need to need to stop just hiding in this building. Eventually, they were going to have to push out and defeat all those that would try to control this beast, or else they would ultimately fail. Not to mention the whole situation with Joslyn and not knowing at all what was going on with her.

Despite these prominent objective, there was still the two problems that were right in front of him. There was the obvious one. The one that had to do with the blonde nephilim girl just being in here. According to Brandon, she had tried to kill the both of them, him and Henrik, on two separate occasions. Not to mention that she was most likely here to release Leviathan as well, which was completely not good at all as well. He was honestly not sure why she was even still in here, seeing as this seemed like one of the worst places to keep a prisoner, and if she had attacked twice before then outside of the church clearly couldn't be that bad for her. Regardless, she was going to need to be kept under watch and not do anything, lest they kill her and/or throw her out.

The next problem was one that not many people were probably aware of. Richard felt pretty blind to the fact that Henrik had Hellfire within him. That was not a good thing at all. Araquiel was neither a dark angel, nor was he Maalik, and so any trace of hellfire within him was unnatural and unhealthy. Now, the hellfire within his body was going on a rampage and it was clear that the fallen angel's body was going to be deceased soon if no action was taken against it. Thankfully, Richard's skill set did indeed include a means to get rid of the hellfire within the man, after all, he was the guardian of this stuff. However, Richard would wait for the man to become conscious before taking any action, and would keep a watchful eye out for the nephilim girl. He also noticed the peppy white haired boy, Brandon, wake up and leave the room, presumably to go on guard duty. [DOUBLEPOST=1394072033][/DOUBLEPOST]Sal had awoken that morning feeling like they had to get **** done now. If they didn't recruit this day then it would probably just end up not being worth it. Granted, they had spent about four days on Alejandra. Granted, he was also was busy trying not to be sacrificed to Pagan Gods during that time, so he didn't know that exact circumstances of that. Regardless, once he had woken up and the rest of the group as well, they had decided to start going on their way to talk to the host of Remiel once more. Following the compass, they had made their way to the school where they had met her the first day, with Sal and gang getting out. Opening the floor, Sal said, "so, should we all go in there, or are there any volunteers?"

 

"So, there you are"

The calm and familiar voice caught Caius off guard and nearly jumped as he turned around and noticed his teacher walking up towards him. Having spent most of the time staring over at the church, Caius barely paid any attention as Alistair had made his way over towards him "oh...Azrael..." Caius said softly.

"I would have never imagined you would have come here" Alistair said walking up towards Caius as he himself began to stare at the church. With so many fallen now in the church he began to worry for the girl inside. Not all of them would be so forgiving and he knew it was upsetting Caius much more. "Are you sure about all this..."
"Yeah...I made up my mind...somebody's gotta keep an eye on Mali after all..." Caius said closing his eyes with a sigh. "Besides, its as you said...all this...its all up to me...nobody else..." Caius said glancing back at the church with a determined stare.

"very well then..." Alistair said calmly turning away "just stay strong kid" Alistair said walking away deciding to give the boy some time to himself. In his situation he could always go and kill demons, but that would attract the attention of the others and this would only end poorly for him if he didn't have Temeluchas' aid.

 

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After the unexpected turn of events yesterday, the gang was once again trying to convince Remiel's host to join them. Once again the compass had lead them to the school and once again they were faced with either all going in or one of them. Going off the grounds that one of them going in would be a lot less suspicious, even if the person of interest would recognize them. "I'll go again." Hopefully this time the whole 'Stranger Danger' thing or anything worse wouldn't happen. Anyway, now that he volunteer he headed into the school​

 

Adam woke up for only one reason. Rubbish was being a damn alarm clock. Not because the cat was hungry, not because the cat wanted to go out, but because he wanted company. And Adam was kind enough to provide him with that company. Adam layed back heavy-eyed with Rubbish on his stomach, and he obliged to his calls by petting him for a while. Soon after, Rubbish became bored and jumped off of him and ran over to the door and meowed. He wanted out.

Adam rolled off the bed and trudged his way to the door and let him out, and almost shut the door immediately, but decided it would be good to get out of the room for a bit. Adam at this point was just going through a pattern. Train. Eat. Sleep. Train in sleep. He was tiring of it, and decided to finally break that pattern for the first time in quite a few days.

Adam left the room and went wandering, he looked in a couple rooms to see if anyone was there, but then he would leave quickly. Mainly because, no one was in any of the rooms he went into. This wasn't a bad thing, he didn't necessarily want to talk to anyone, he was just checking to see if he actually wanted to enter.

Adam finally made it to the Mirror room, and opened the door to see Regulus standing there. For a moment, just from looking at him, Adam felt colder. He wasn't sure why, but he did. He assumed it was maybe colder in the room, but as he fully stepped into it, the temperature went back to normal. This only proceeded to confuse him more.

Adam closed the door behind him and made his way closer to the masked individual, "Hello." he stopped a decent enough distance away before looking around at the mirrors and speaking, "It's been quiet around here..."​

 

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The scenes played over and over again as Regulus stared on at the mirror before him. The result that played before him was quite interesting and Regulus had to admit he had never expected this result. His son continued to be quite the adequate subject to observe and Temeluchas only made things much more interesting. The child was broken, whether he realized or not.

The sudden sound of the door opening was noticed by Regulus, but he barely turned to acknowledge it. The voice that came after that only confirmed who it was and even so Regulus continued to stare at the mirror before him. Despite his attention to the mirror he still listened to the words of his fellow fallen angel.

"It is to be expected, the true battle is about to being soon and this moment is the calm before the storm" Regulus said calmly staring upwards "Leviathan's prison has been found and Azazel has been captured...one of the main factors in this war...even the mindless demons are silent in fear of whats to come..." Regulus said.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 78 - 3/4 | DATE: December 9th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

After waking up and getting up from the bed, aches and pains immediately assaulted her body. Standing up was a challenge in and of itself, let along moving her arms and legs. Her body quivering, she continued to walk along and out of the room she had been confining herself. Wandering about the halls, she tried to find some sort of pathway out, some help, anything that may be able to lead her out of Hell. She had no idea where she would find it, but she had hoped that it would just show itself to her.

The albino teen looked around, unsure of what she would find. She stumbled upon a training room that wouldn't serve much use to her in terms of escaping. Then she went into a weapons room which she immediately left. After leaving the weapon room, she found a flight of stairs leading down. A foul odor pervaded the stairs and led her to believe that nothing of use would be there for her. Or, at the very least, she should find someone that would go with her.

After inspecting one of the doors, she opened it to see what was inside. Inside was a room filled with mirrors, and two people standing inside. One was a man with a mask she wasn't too familiar with. The other was someone she hadn't expected to see at all. Adam stood there, presumably talking to the other man. She stared in wide-eyed shock at the figure in front of her, not wanting it to be real. "A... Adam?"

 

Adam listened to Regulus speak, although he was certain Regulus wouldn't care if Adam was there or not, but he was kind enough to reply to him. Adam was opening his mouth to continue the conversation, although he wasn't entirely sure how he was going to reply, or maybe he immediately forgot when he heard the voice behind him.

He felt frozen, almost stuck in a moment of time he couldn't get out of. So far, he had managed to avoid confrontation with Joslyn... and Azazel for that matter. He wasn't prepared for it, and he wasn't sure if he ever would be. But he couldn't avoid it now. Adam felt how tense his body went at just the sound of the familiar stuttering, or at least to him it sounded like a stutter. Adam only turned slightly just to confirm if it was Joslyn or not, and he now knew it was indeed her.

He wanted to turn around and pretend he didn't see or hear her, but he knew she wasn't an idiot. He let out a small sigh and turned completely and put his hands in his pockets, "Hi Joslyn..."​

 

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The other day had taken quite the interesting turn, but an undesirable one for sure. Their comrade had not decided to take arms with them and it seemed the mother would be quite the problem for them. It was a shame that this mother was unlike the mother of dear June, but alas, Lucius had to admire such a woman. If there was any person he truly admired it was the ones that took the role of parent.

Logan had decided to head off on another attempt, but Lucius knew that the boy couldn't get too far. "Hold my comrade and let me assist you in your endeavour" Lucius said walking along side the boy as the headed into the school for their adventure. "now, our target shall be...here!" Lucius said stopping before a door leading into one of the classrooms. Pulling out a piece of parchment, Lucius began to scribble onto the piece of paper with incredible speed and accuracy. Waiting a while for the ink to dry, Lucius placed the document away.

With a grin Lucius rose his foot and immediately sent it forward, kicking the door open. "GREETINGS AND WELCOME ONE AND ALL, I AM LUCIUS NERO, FAMED AUTHOR AND WORLD TRAVELLER COMING HERE TO YOUR VERY CLASS TO-" Lucius began to yell dramatically before looking out at the class and fell silent "oh dear it seems I've entered the wrong class....carry on" Lucius gracefully leaping out of the room.

"Surely this shall be our desired path!" Lucius said kicking open the door to the other classroom and majestically twirled into the classroom "GREETINGS AND WELCOME ONE AND ALL, I AM LUCIUS NERO, FAMED AUTHOR AND WORLD TRAVELLER COMING HERE TO YOUR VERY CLASS TO MEET WITH A VERY SPECIAL LITTLE LADY" Lucius said closing his eyes as he raised his head upwards and placed his left hand through his long hair while he used his right hand to point dramatically over to Min. "COME MY DEAR MIN AND LET US DEPART! WE HAVE MATTERS TO DISCUSS AND PLACES TO GO IF YOU SO DESIRE!" Lucius said. Still pointing at Min, Lucius used his other hand and pulled out a document and held it up for the teacher to see "As you can see have some documentation stating for her release from class, I so humbly apologies for causing a scene" Lucius said without a shred of truth.

 

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Logan was going to say something about Lucis tagging along with him, but it was clear that his words would fall on deaf ears, so he simply shrugged before heading into the building. When they came to the first classroom, there was little time for Logan to do anything before the door was forcefully kicked open. With that being subtle just went out the window. Unfortunately the classroom wasn't even the right one, which probably mean that there was a confused looks of the students faces.

The next door they came across meet the same fate as the last one, though this one seemed to be the right one. Upon revealing the parchment that he'd quickly written, he showed a legit reason to have Min leave the classroom. Still he made his way into the class and with a quick wave spoke. "Yo." At this point there wasn't much, nor anything he could think of, to add.​

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 78 - 4/4 | DATE: December 9th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

He had turned around, sighing and shoving his hands into his pockets with resignation. "Hi Joslyn..."

"Adam.... W-What are you doing here?" The girl asked in confusion. "Why are you h-here? Did they kidnap you t-too? Or... are you...?" She looked at him, the aches and pains going to the back of her mind. Was he really here because he was aligned with them? She had been hoping that he hadn't done anything too stupid. In fact, she had hoped that he was with the others, trying to find a way to save her. And yet, here he was, talking with someone who was presumably on Lucifer's side. "I just... don't understand." Azazel said nothing, only letting a sharp breath out when Adam turned around.

"Are you... Are you with t-t-them now?" She finally managed to say after a tense silence. "Please t-tell me it isn't so. Please..."

 

Adam listened to her try to wrap her head around this, and he was a little surprised that her reaction was actually affecting him more than he wanted it to. Adam shook his head and replied, "I wasn't kidnapped, I'm here because I want to be." Adam finally pulled his hands out of his pockets, but he only did it so he could cross his arms instead, "Considering how much you were refusing to talk to me, I don't understand why you have a problem with this... it seemed like you wanted me gone. Or at least it felt that way. And, this isn't a new thing... I've been with them all along. You were there when you all tried recruiting me, you know I tried breaking the compass..."

Adam took a step back from her, both in slight cowardice because of Azazel, and because he personally wanted to distance himself a little bit more from her, "So... I can't tell you it isn't so. I'm sorry."​

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 78 - 4/4 | DATE: December 9th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

Adam shook his head and replied, "I wasn't kidnapped, I'm here because I want to be." He took his hands out of his pockets just to cross his arms. "Considering how much you were refusing to talk to me, I don't understand why you have a problem with this... it seemed like you wanted me gone. Or at least it felt that way. And, this isn't a new thing... I've been with them all along. You were there when you all tried recruiting me, you know I tried breaking the compass..."

He took a step back from the girl, distancing himself from her even more. "So... I can't tell you it isn't so. I'm sorry."

"I see..." She said simply. "You know, I w-wanted to believe that you were with us. I didn't want to think ill of people I had come to l-like. After we found the knife on you and Azazel confronted Semyaza, I really wanted to b-believe that you were going to help us. I really did. But I guess..." The teen stopped short. She looked for the right words to say to him at that moment.

"I guess that was n-n-naive of me." Her milky eyes looked directly into his. It was hard for her to convince herself that he was an enemy. Deep down, she just wanted him to be with the others, to be with them and hopefully fight together. She wanted to believe that he could save the world. To believe that he was capable of that. But now, she was certain that he was someone who would threaten it.

She was about to leave, but she turned to look back at Adam. "Oh, and one o-other thing. When I avoided you... It wasn't because I wanted you g-gone. No, it was because I wasn't sure h-how to act around you, not after what Azazel did. I didn't k-k-know how to handle it emotionally, so I s-shut you out. And if that was one of the reasons you left us, then, I'm s-sorry." With that, she walked away from the room filled with mirrors. That entire time she spoke, she could feel herself start to cry. Tears already pricked at the corners of her eyes when she turned back. She tried her hardest not to cry in front of him. It seemed like Adam was already feeling horrible about this. She didn't want to make him feel even worse.