⍭he ℱallen

[SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❝ [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE]It's hot and I'm getting sick of Mexico. Everyone wants answers and I'm willing to share what I know, but we really can't stay here any longer. If we sit still for too long, something is bound to happen. There's too many of us in one place. The three of us,

[FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❝ [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT]Those two across the street, [COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❞[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50] [COLOR=#66cdaa]and one more back at the motel. That's six fallen angels and I know I sound crazy or whatever else--I'm used to it--, but it's the truth. There's a war coming. We don't have a lot of time. There's still more angels out there to be gathered together. Everyone needs training because your powers are dormant and we aren't as strong as we once were. And, the ones that didn't fall from grace cannot help us. But it would seem, that they have been giving little pushes in the right direction. I'm glad you're here Puriel. You are a strong ally to have, even if we never did get along.[/COLOR][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❞[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px]Yeah, this was defiantly getting strange. Aside from the other girl, who too was a fallen angel it seemed, coming out of nowhere, there was a war coming that he knew nothing about. Dormant powers that he needed to awake too, and even more fallen angels to meet up with. Who would've thought a simple trip to Mexico would turn out like this.[/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE]

[SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❝ [/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa]this is way more people than I ever expected I would have to try and convince in one day, but unexpected things happen all the time. You have three options. You can head back to my motel room to wait for me and I can explain further there. Azazel--Joslyn--is waiting back there for me to return. You can go home and do nothing while the world turns into utter cause. Or, you can come with me while I somehow try to convince the Angel of Destruction--one of the Lieutenants of Lucifer's army--why he should help fight against the Morning Star and protect the sanctity of Paradise, along with all the humans on Earth. I do not know who Cassandra is, but if [I]Leon[/I] says she is in trouble, then that will be our next destination.[/COLOR] [/COLOR][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#66cdaa][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][COLOR=#008080][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][COLOR=#008080][COLOR=#ff7f50]❞[/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE]

[SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Talk about not getting anytime to think. She'd had already walked off before any of them could even say something. Though it seemed like if they were going to consider the offer, it would have to be now while she was distracted with the others two on the bench. On the one hand, if he went back to france after learning all this, there would be now way that he could keep himself from some how reminding himself of it. And on the other hand, he didn't know anything about the fact that he was an angel and didn't know anything. Though this hand also had Hana, who knew a lot about them. If he was to learn anything, then he would need to follow her.[/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE]

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[SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=palatino linotype][SIZE=12px][FONT=Palatino Linotype]Those were he last words before she went back towards the motel. "I may understand nearly nothing of this, but I'll follow along." Too late to turn back now, even if he had no plans of doing so.[/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/FONT][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE][/SIZE]

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 8 - 6/5 | DATE: September 29th, 2013, Sunday | LOCATION: Motel

Joslyn had spent the day waiting in the motel for Hana to come back. There wasn't much she could do about it, after all, she had important business to attend to. So she sat in her bed, hugging her knees as she watched TV. Nothing major happened other than Victor and Tessa continually commenting on what was going on on the TV.

Suddenly, someone came into the room. She initially thought it was Hana coming back when she heard the door opening, but was completely surprised to see a total stranger open the door. What's more, the stranger was dressed in a sweater.

"Who the hell does this bitch think she is, coming in here like this?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~ This one is quite the loooooooooookeeeeeeeeeer~"

"Shut your mouth, pervy little monkey!"

"Noooooooooooot~ 'til you shut your little whore faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaace~!"

"Guuuuys~. Not now." The strange girl was looking at her, almost like she was inspecting her or something.

"Bonjour, Blanc." Huh? What did she say? Was she saying hello? "Name's Hay Sun. Nice to meet you. Or whatever." She had some kind of accent that made it a little difficult to understand what she was saying. Though it took a little while, she did manage to figure out what she said. Hay Sun took a seat on the bed.

"O-oh. N-n-nice to meet you... M-my name is Jo-Jo-Joslyn."

"Whoa, hey, hey, hey, whoa, hey! Don't act so buddy-buddy with this stupid bitch, throttle her! Or hit her over the head with something in this room! Don't just let her sit there!"

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooow~ let's not be too hasty heeeeeeeeeeeerrrrreeeeeeeeee~." It sounded like Victor was licking his lips.

"Please stop you guys."

"See? Look at this, you're grossing her out!" Joslyn pressed her face to knees as the bickering continued.

 

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"Jennifer Dyer.......she was my fiancé." Tyson said with a heavy heart.

Temeluchas held in her laughter. Of course it was a lost love. That only made it so much more delightful. This would be wonderful. She clapped her hands together enthusiastically and smiled brightly.

"If you are just screwing with me I swear I'll kill you. I won't stop until I do!" Tyson said with a hateful tone in his voice. "Now go tell your master that I'm in. Is there anything else I need to know before I leave?" Tyson asked.

She scoffed. As if he could boss her around. Please. Lu licked her upper lip and flashed him a pearly white, toothy grin of all canine teeth and incisors. Her mouth was meant for ripping flesh apart. "Don't worry. I'll be back for you soon enough. Until then, try to pick some simpleton human women to host the Nephilim children."

"Temeluchas," came a commanding voice from behind them.

She turned her head all the way around on her neck to see Danel standing on the other side of the picnic table. "Danel!" she shrieked in a giddy voice. He looked annoyed and more than a little pissed off. No fun. Her lips curled up into a pout.

"We're leaving Lu." Danel zipped around the table and scooped her up in one arm. "It's nice to know you're still rather easy to manipulate Zadkiel." he said while holding Lu. A black mist began to coil its way up his legs and completely envelop the pair of them. It was dark now and they seemed to fade away into the night. The only thing left behind was the eerie sound of Lu's characteristic giggle.

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Richard Carver:
{---Day 8 (6/5)---Date: September 29th, 2013---Location: Kristiansand, Norway (Richard's Apartment)---Mood:Bored---Ooc: N/A}

More bothers.

Richard had spent a rather uneventful day in his apartment. He realized that it probably wasn't the healthiest thing for a grown man to spend an entire day in his abode without doing anything productive in the slightest, but that was of no concern to him. He continued to go about his nightly ritual of grabbing frozen foods out of the freezer and ate them lazily while watching television. The news was still a buzz about the possible terrorist created plane crash incident. He still didn't really care too much about it because after all, it happened absolutely nowhere near him, at all. But there was still something about the audio caught in the plane before the crash that he couldn't seem to stop thinking of. It basically plagued any and all forum sites that existed within the internet. It was the part about the whole he rises thing.

"He rises, huh? Like I'll ever let that happen." It took him a few seconds to register that he had said anything, but when he did his eyes opened with a start. What exactly just came out of his mouth? He was positive that he had had no interest in the situation whatsoever, so what prompted him to say that? Richard rubbed his head and realized that he was tired. He didn't feel like brooding over this any longer, because he couldn't bother to find out what any of it actually meant. He escorted himself to bed and just layed there. He realized that what he just said was still bothering him, and that sleep probably wasn't going to make it any better at all. At least not with the dreams he'd been having as of late. But he had no other choice. Eventually he simply drifted off into a less than peaceful sleep, in which he was sure that some nightmare was bound to come to him.

 

OOC: Short ass post because I'm tired ENGAGE!
"Well that was.....something." Tyson said as the two disappeared. After that Tyson went back to the station to give his report and clock out. He of course left out the part about the whole celestial beings. Tyson hopped into Denise and went home.
As soon as he got in he made sure Hitch had food and water. He then just jumped to bed and went to sleep. But before he could get to sleep what the guy that took Lu said was playing over and over in his mind.

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ 25 minutes ❖ WEARING ❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 8 ⦙ 6/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Sunday ⦙ September 29, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Motel ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel//Salgiel//Ambriel ❖


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Ambriel had followed her rather than taking off on his own. That was nice. ❝ I may understand nearly nothing of this, but I'll follow along. ❞​

Hana smiled at him appreciatively. ❝ Thank you, ❞ she told him. Salgiel had already agreed to come along. He was acting weirdly protective of her and she wasn't sure how to take it. It had been a long time since anyone tried to protect Hana. She was the one that protected everyone else. It was her job. There was laughter and Hana snapped to attention. Samuel had the audacity to laugh at her. She narrowed her blue eyes at him and could feel a surge of energy course through her veins. She had to fight down the desire to obliterate him right then and there.
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After calming down from his little outburst, he stood up straight and jammed his left hand into his pocket. ❝ That's cute. You want to protect them, huh? Alright then, I'll tag along. And not because you want to protect them, but because you amuse me. I want to see how long that dedication of yours holds up. ❞

She rolled her eyes and opened the door to the motel room. ❝ If you need a place to stay, you can join us in here. Otherwise, I'll see the rest of you in the morning. I can explain everything properly on the drive. There will be more time for elaboration. ❞

Hana walked into the room to see Joslyn sitting on the bed nervous and awkward while Hay Sun laid on the other. She gave the two girls a wave and went to pull some food out of the dinky minifridge for them to eat. She made sandwiches and set them out on the desk. Later she showered--it seemed like she needed five showers a day here in Mexico--and got ready for bed. Hana chose to sleep with Joslyn, letting Hay Sun have the other bed to herself. It would be easier that way. Uriel was difficult to get along with and probably wouldn't be a fan of sharing a bed with a stranger.

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---Date: Sunday, September 29, 2013 ---Day: 8 | 6/6 --- Interaction: N/A --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: - - -​

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They finally arrived in Albany and the first thing she witnessed was her roommate being swarmed by siblings. The younger ones were between the ages of 7 and 12 and the older ones had a decent gap between ages. Lillian was pulled into her house and Cassandra followed behind feeling slightly out of place although she had been at this home before for a holiday.​

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Lillian eventually got away from the clan and grabbed Cassandra and ran her upstairs to the 3rd floor and opened up a nice looking room, "This is the guest room, or it has been converted to that now that Sean no longer lives here... We will both be staying here, so I am going to give you the choice... the bed, or the futon." Cassandra watched Lilly keep eying the bed, so she gave in and answered, "I'll take the futon."​

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When bed time had rolled around, Lillian had fallen asleep very quickly, while Cassandra was still traumatized. How the hell did she do it, did she just ignore all the bad in order to have a goodnight sleep? Then Cassandra remembered the family problems Lillian said she had to take care of the night before. Cassandra pondered it for a while, were the family problems taken care of, already addressed maybe? Cassandra decided to ignore it and looked around the room.

The remnants of the male sibling were present. A couple band posters for bands she had never heard of, and the paint job of the room was pretty artistic. They painted the wall completely black and then splattered paint all over the walls. It was something she would have done to her own room.

Cassandra continued to browse through her phone, answering messages, checking the news. The tower did not collapse on her house luckily, but it still collapsed. So all of her things stayed intact and she could go back and collect it or move back in when cleanup was over, which could take a couple of weeks based on all of the smoke from some of the collapses. Not as much as when the twins collapsed, but enough to cover up that section of the city.

When she was done, she put her phone down next to her, and curled herself into a ball and tried to sleep, failing so many times but still managing to fall asleep for even a few minutes at a time.

 

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"Dr.Grey! cad atá ar siúl i anseo?"

With the shattering of the glass window and the sudden disappearance of Danel it was apparent that somebody would rush in to see just what caused the noise. It was a bother, but the secretary had immediately rushed in to check

"Ní dhéanfaidh aon ní ... ach bhí ar siúl roinnt leathcheann amach mar fear buile agus léim tríd an fhuinneog ... tá duine éigin é a shocrú agus a chur ar ceal go léir mo ceapacháin .... is féidir leat a fhágáil anois ..." Alistair said nonchalantly as he continued to stare out at the now broken window. With a nod the secretary left and once again Alistair was left all alone in his office as he sat there. Slowly raising his hand to his cheek, he rubbed one finger on it and brought it down, wiping away the blood that had been drawn when one of the shards of glass started flying.

Looking down at the finger, Alistair closed his eyes and chuckled once again "well then Danny boy...you've really shown how petty you truly are" Alistair said bringing up a handkerchief and wiped the blood "Man...its just so hard not to laugh...its far too easy" Alistair said as he leaned against his chair and stared up at the ceiling "Its only just begun though...cant get too excited now can I?" Alistair said as he stood up and left his office. He made his trip home and once he got there he drifted off to sleep.

 

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ SLEEPY ✖ DAY 8 ※ 6/5 ✖ DATE ※ 09/29/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ MOTEL ROOM • MEXICO
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Blanc had introduced herself as Joslyn, but names, around here, around these people, were something Hay Sun didn't really care about. Blanc was Blanc and Red was Red, and that was the end of that.

Blanc talked to herself, like there were people in her head, or something. Schizophrenia? Hay Sun once had a friend, when she was younger, who was diagnosed as such. It didn't bother her, but she didn't say anything about it anyway.

The door opened and Hay Sun didn't bother sitting up or opening her eyes, knowing that it was probably Red. She got the other two girls some food and after, Hay Sun went to change into night clothes. It was hot in Mexico, a pretty drastic weather change from autumn France. She guessed it was being closer to the equator or something. Oh well. The temperature wouldn't effect her much anyway. She seemed pretty comfortable in hot weather and near fire.

Red decided that she would share a bed with Blanc, which was fine with Hay Sun, even though she had originally planned to sleep on the floor. More room for me, whatever. she thought to herself.

With her bag and boîte on the other side of the bed, out of view, Hay Sun slipped into the covers. It was still pretty hard to chew and swallow that she was actually in Mexico. It didn't look like ANGEL-OPs was gonna get any less strange, either. Closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep, Hay Sun wondered what Pretty Boy was doing.​

 

They all entered the motel, which quickly grew crowded because of their number. Hana had disappeared into her room that contained Joslyn and Hay Sun. It was probably bad to mix up Samuel in this mess, and Dante couldn’t resist the urge to warn her. He returned to his room and waited for the noise to settle and everyone to calm down from the day’s activity.

I have to warn her.
He shouldn’t be with us.
I need to show her the drawings…

He couldn’t resist anymore, and he opened the door to his room slowly. Peeking outside and deciding that it was safe to get out, Salgiel slunk out of his room and made his way to Fog. The moon was the only light needed, and he made his trip quick.

“I know boy, this is very bad.
I…I just have to show her the pictures.”

With a sigh, he made his way back to the motel and knocked on the door. The tube was held in his left hand.

 

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Shane gave her a nod along with a smile in response. Whatever they were going to do, it might be somewhat fun to tag along with them. Even if they were preparing for a war.

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Well that solved his waste of money situation, even if he probably wasn't going back to France anytime soon from the look of it. Following behind he walked into the motel. upon seeing who else would was in the room, he decided to keep to himself and get ready to get some sleep. He made his way into the bathroom, since that was the best place to change in a room filled with girls, did whatever was needed for his nightly rituals and changed. Upon exiting, he found himself a place on the floor and slept there.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 8 - 6/5 | DATE: September 29th, 2013, Sunday | LOCATION: Near Motel

Hana had offered them a place to stay, but he passed. Sam felt more comfortable sleeping in his car. Plus, he couldn't have her stumbling over his picture or the knife if he slept in that room. No, no, no. That wasn't the smart thing to do. He went back to his, I mean, the stolen car and opened it back up. Well, Whitey must've been in that motel room. That's good. Now then... All I have to do is find an opportunity to strike. AFTER I get my fill from these guys. And figure out how to get Whitey to Chicken Wings. Huh... That's umm... I hadn't thought about that yet...

Samuel pulled out the knife that he kept on him and placed it into the glove compartment of the car along with the pictures of Hana and Whitey. He sighed and went to the back of the car and lay down across the seat. The day was pretty eventful all things considered, and he was a little worn out. All of that waiting made him sleepy. He soon nodded off with his sombrero on top of his face.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 8 - 6/5 | DATE: September 29th, 2013, Sunday | LOCATION: Motel Room

Hana came back in and waved to the two of them. She was so happy she came back, but she seemed to be exhausted. Hana had prepared some food for the three of them to eat. Joslyn was pretty hungry, so she enjoyed her sandwich very much. It was good. Very good. After eating, Hana went to take a shower. Joslyn went to the bed to get ready for sleep. She nervously said good night to Hay Sun and went to sleep. Sometime later, she noticed that Hana had climbed into bed with her.

 

Day 8 Date: Monday September 30 2013​

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"Ugghhh..." Tyson gowned as he turned his alarm off. He rubbed his eyes and got out of bed. He didn't really get but a few hours of sleep, he mostly was thinking about the deal. He was wishing, hoping that the events yesterday was just a dream, but no dice. He pulled out his cell phone and decided to take off work today, he just couldn't focus on the job, not after his chat with Temeluchas.​

After he got done talking with work he decided to call and check up on James. "Hey Jimbo you ok? How's your dad?" Tyson asked. "I'm good, he gets to go home today. I'm gonna stay in town a little bit longer. Just to help him settle in. How are you? You sound a little worried. Something wrong?" James asked, he was in a pretty good today. "I've just got a lot on my mind, ya know." Tyson replied. "Anything I can help with?" James asked, it was clear something was up with Tyson. "Nah, this is something I gotta' work out myself. Talk to ya later." Tyson said as he hung up the phone.​

Tyson went into the kitchen and made sure Hitch was fed. Hitch hopped up on the counter where his food bowl was, and began eating. "Am I doing right thing buddy?" Tyson said as he stroked Hitch's back. "How am I suppose to find a woman to get pregnant? From my understanding having the baby would kill her, how do I talk someone into that? I don't know if I can go through with this. I'm a cop, I can't let some poor girl sign her own death because I need Jen back. How could I live with myself?" Tyson said continuing to rub the cat's back. This was really bothering him, he's never had to make choices like this. ​

 

Salgiel woke up with a jolt, his eyes flying open and his body tensing up for a second.

What the? I thought I was outside Hana’s room?
Wait, the tube!

The covers were thrown off the angel as he got up to investigate his room. He didn’t even get dressed because he was worried about his drawings going missing. Even thoughts that Samuel would take them crossed his mind, even if he had no idea about them. Paranoia does funny things to the mind. The room was practically torn apart; the sheets were torn off the bed, all of the drawers were opened and rifled through, and whatnot. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed and almost going to cry from losing his drawings, he realized that he was asleep as soon as he hit the pillow that last night.

I was asleep the whole time… It was just a dream!
Jesus…I really got scared that I lost my pictures.
It just felt so real…

He hung his head low and rested it between his hands.

Hah…I never waited for everyone to go to sleep, I was asleep myself. I bet I was the first one to fall asleep because I haven’t slept well for the past couple of nights. I’m glad my drawings are safe with Fog, and that I didn’t bug everyone with my paranoia.
I need a drink.

With that, he got up and got ready. He took a quick shower and got dressed to venture out into the world. When he was out the door, he stuck a note on Hana’s door.

“Going to the bar. Needed a drink badly. See you soon.”

 

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Monday, September 30, 2013 | Day 9: 1/5 | Mood: Amused | Music | Location: School​

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Adam walked into homeroom holding his head. A couple of kids were looking at him with a similar look in their faces and it was clear who was at the party last night. He would have lived if it was just a hangover, but unfortunately the person he shared bottles with had a cold and now he had it too. He was ready to kill him.​

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"Mister Pike?"​

"Hmm?"​

"Mister Pike?"​

"Um... Oh. Present."​

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He placed his head down on the desk as the professor walked over and spoke, "Mister Pike you were being called down to the office, are you well?"​

Adam stood up rubbing his temples, "Yes sir, I am fine, just lack of sleep... my father was frantically calling my family in America last night."​

"You have family in America?"​

"Yes and since it was so late them there when they got attacked I was awake half the night making sure my father didn't go nuts."​

"Mister Pike that attack happened at about 12pm yesterday for us, early in the morning for Americans."​

"Well sir we didn't find out until late."​

"Please just go to the office, Mister Pike."​

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Adam grabbed his bag and headed out to the office and stopped when he saw Alana standing across from the room against the wall, appearing to be waiting for someone. 19 days 6 hours and 46 minutes ago.​

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Adam walked up to her cautiously, since she did not appear to be paying attention anyway. He made sure to get at an angle the homeroom teacher wouldn't see him, and he walked up next to Alana, "You seem rather upset."​

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Alana's head shot up quickly and she hit him and backed away, "Go away you pervert I don't want to talk to you."​

"That was rather harsh all I did was want to talk..."​

"That is all you want to do, talk, stare, make a move."​

"Liar liar. But are you okay?"​

"I already told you to go away."​

"What happened to I still wanna be friends."​

"That wasn't what I said."​

"Oh and what did you say hun?"​

"I want nothing to do with you anymore you disgusting pig."​

"Oh right..."​

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There was a long silence as the two both looked at the floor. Adam sighed and then looked up with a cocky grin on his face, "So what is wrong hun?"​

"Just get the fuck out of here."​

"Temper temper... a pretty girl like you shouldn't have your panties in such a bunch."​

"If you are trying to win me back, you are doing a terrible job at it."​

"Oh so I do have a shot at winning you back."​

"Like hell would I-"​

"Aw come on, you always loved the little adventure little ginger root."​

Adam quickly grabbed her hand, twirled her around although she resisted it and then she fell back into his arm and he whispered, "Je t'aime, mon petit chou-fleur."​

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Alana then replied with a quick scream, Adam whispered, "Shit." and dropped the girl on the floor and checked the locker behind him which fortunately enough was unlocked and he climbed into it. He listened as a professor ran outside and asked, "Miss Holebrook, Is something wrong?"​

"N-no, sorry sir, I just... fell."​

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He heard the teacher walk away and whispered out to Alana, "I am as cunning as the fox, and gentle as a swan-"​

"With the charm of a dead hog."​

"...Charming..."​

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Alana opened up the locker and looked at him with an evil glare and spoke, "Little cauliflower?"​

"What, that is common for the French..."​

"You sleep during French."​

"I pick up on it quick enough for tests." he said as he did the cocky grin again, only to have Alana slam it on his face and he fell to the bottom of the locker shouting, "Ow the nose, why the nose?" and Alana walked away, and he heard the clicking of her heels disappear as she did.​

 

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MOOD ※ SIGH ✖ DAY 9 ※ 1/5 ✖ DATE ※ 09/30/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ OUTSIDE • MEXICO​

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Hay Sun had been up before anyone else. A part of her hoped that yesterday was a dream, but of course, that was too much to ask for. She was still in the motel room. Still in Mexico.​

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Dad left her messages, tons of them. She was going to have to face him at one point or another, explain herself. What would she tell him? Maybe Pretty Boy should have covered something like that, or maybe she should have thought this little world trip tour through more.​

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Hay Sun figured she was probably going to get heat sick, but weather didn't effect her like it did others; she mostly took it in stride, even if she had been wearing pants and a sweater in the heat of Mexico. After slipping on shorts and her shoes, Hay Sun hid the box. Red looked like she wanted it, for some reason, whatever it was. Hay Sun was more than pleased to keep it away from her, at least until Pretty Boy showed up and told her what it was.​

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She passed by a car with a man inside it, a sombrero covering his face. She had seen sombreros before, being worn by the members of a mariachi band in Spain, when she had gone for a visit, but would have never imagined seeing one in Mexico, for some reason.​

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This was the guy that had been with Red yesterday, right? No, he had been on the bench with the other guy.​

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She tapped on the glass. ❝Oy, Paco,❞ she called. Paco was a stereotypical name for a Spaniard. Err. Hispanic. Mexican. Whatever. ❝Care to share what you know about little Red and her god squad?❞​

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 9 - 1/5 | DATE: September 30th, 2013, Monday | LOCATION: Near Motel

Spoiler: 1000 Years of Nightmares

It was a snowy day, the sky filled with dark clouds and barely any sunlight coming through them. You couldn't tell if it was day or night. There were some chain link fences that surrounded the area and rundown buildings confined within them. It didn't seem like too many people lived in this place. For the most part, the pathways in between the buildings were empty. No sign of people living in those buildings.

A middle aged man was running through the empty pathways. Trying to get away from a group of people equipped with guns. The man was holding his side, blood stained his hand as he did. He kept running, trying to find some place to hide from them. Any place would do. Even in a deserted place like this, anything was better than facing them head on. His breathe was ragged, it visibly streamed out of his mouth in the freezing weather. After seemingly finding a spot to hide, he rested against a nearby wall and inspected his hand. Sure enough, it was completely red, the same as his side.

Soon after, the group of men surrounded him, pointing their rifles at him. There was no way out of there, every way out of there was blocked. They were yelling something at him, something that couldn't quite be made out. It was probably something in another language. As the yelling continued, the man forced himself to stand on his own. Slowly, he started to laugh. He just laughed, and laughed. Eventually, the yelling stopped and the only sound that could be heard was his raucous laughter. His laughter was soon overpowered by the sound of bullets firing at a rapid rate...

There was a tapping at the window. "Oy, Paco," Sam pulled his hat off to see an Asian-looking woman outside of the car. He gazed at her in a slight daze. "Care to share what you know about little Red and her god squad?" What the hell, what kind of question is that to ask in the morning? And what's with the French accent? Sam got out of the car and stretched a little bit. He scratched his head a little bit before putting his sombrero back on.

"Can't say I know that much about them, Sweetheart. All I know is that we're fallen angels, and that we have to somehow regain our power. Not that I care about that bullshit anyhow." It was true, he couldn't care less about that stuff even if he tried. And besides, it's not like he actually intended to fight for the sake of humanity. All he wanted to do was fight. Get his fix. Feel the rush of having an exhilarating fight. Things of that nature.

He looked to the girl standing across from him on the other side of the car. She was very easy on the eyes. Her complexion made her look somewhat out of place in Mexico, but she was a looker nonetheless. "I gotta say, Sweetheart, you look good." He smirked as he continued inspecting her.

 

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It took Paco just a bit to adjust to the situation, which was too long for Hay Sun and she was just about ready to bank it out of there because she was not in the mood. Why the hell would you want to sleep in a car, anyway?

❝Can't say I know that much about them, Sweetheart. All I know is that we're fallen angels, and that we have to somehow regain our power. Not that I care about that bullshit anyhow.❞

Her eyebrow twitched at the pet name. Sweetheart, seriously? It seemed like Paco believe the fallen angels thing and was on board with the ANGEL-OPs. Annoying. What was even worse was that Hay Sun knew her skepticism was slowly draining. It was just one thing after another that was knocking her down a peg with this. First Pretty Boy showing up everywhere, the dreams, the visions, the 'possessions' . . .

Hay Sun looked back at Paco. Dude looked like he'd done some time in the slammer. He wasn't repulsive, she guessed.

❝I gotta say, Sweetheart, you look good.❞

In one swift motion, Hay Sun pulled out her pocket knife and flipped it open. ❝I won't hesitate to slice your dick off, Paco.❞ she said, pointing the knife at him, as his eyes roamed over her. Annoying dog. It probably wasn't a good idea to start a fight among Red's little god squad, but she didn't know any of these people, didn't like any of these people, didn't care about any of these people.

She wouldn't have a problem slicing up any of them if they bothered her too much.

Her stomach rumbled. ❝Of all the times . . .❞ She cursed to herself in French, and then looked back up at Paco. ❝You hungry? I'm gonna get breakfast.❞

She always wanted to eat a traditional Mexican breakfast. She flipped her knife shut, still totally wary of Paco, and began walking towards a small restaurant. ❝You can speak Spanish, can't you?❞ she asked him, ❝So you're coming with me anyway so you can translate. Or whatever.❞

Either way, Paco was coming. Hay Sun walked into the small, cozy place and was seated, offered coffee, and a menu. She suddenly missed the café back home, even though it was a lot bigger than this one. She sighed and looked through.​

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 9 - 1/5 | DATE: September 30th, 2013, Monday | LOCATION: Near Motel

The little lady took out her pocket knife and pointed it straight at Sam. "I won't hesitate to slice your dick off, Paco." He began to laugh as he mockingly held his hands up in surrender.

"Well, aren't we the fiesty one, Sweetheart." This was rich. A woman holding a knife to him. In the prison, he had been confronted by several guys who pulled shanks on him and he beat the living shit out of each one of them without a scratch on him. If he had to, taking her down would be a cinch for Sam. Especially if it was true that out of all of them, he was the strongest.

All of a sudden, Sweetheart mumbled something to herself in French. She looked back to Sam and asked, "You hungry? I'm gonna get breakfast." The little lady closed her pocket knife and put it away. Heh, fickle woman... She made her way over to a small restaurant. "You can speak Spanish, can't you? So you're coming with me anyway so you can translate. Or whatever."

Sam chuckled as he followed her. He was a little worried that someone might recognize him in the small eatery, but whatever. She offered breakfast, so he was all for it. He was a little tight on cash, so he might have to swipe someone's wallet to pad his a little more. He sat with the little lady as she looked over the menu, translating for her as necessary. When someone passed by, he quickly slipped their wallets out of their pocket and checked how much was in it. Close to 700 pesos, not bad. He chucked the wallet and took out his own and placed the money inside.

"So, what do you want, Sweetheart?"

 

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❝So, what do you want, Sweetheart?❞

Hay Sun looked over the top of her menu at Paco. ❝It's more like what you want, Paco.❞ she replied, ❝Wanna keep that pretty tongue of yours? I'm sure you do. Stop calling me sweetheart.❞

She saw that he pick-pocketed people, and had to admit, he wasn't half-bad at it. The only reason she hadn't said anything was because she had swindled a wallet a few times back home as well. From one thief to another, mums the word.

In any case, she told him what she wanted, and he ordered for the both of them. While they were waiting to be served, Hay Sun leaned back in her chair. ❝So what's little Red calling you?❞ she asked curiously, ❝Well, besides whatever your name is. Something Latin, or from the Bible.❞ It was still difficult to wrap around angels, and she still had her doubts.

She wondered where Paco was originally from. If she was from France, then where did he come from? Some pretty boy probably hadn't popped in on him and whisked him away. ❝Where're you from, anyway?❞​