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---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 2/5 --- Interaction: Hay Sun --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: - - -​

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❝It's a long story, but yes, I'm in the US. New Jersey, actually. Not too far from yourself, I think? I don't know the specific geography very well.❞ ​

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Cassandra nodded although she knew Hay Sun couldn't see her nod. New Jersey is such a small state she could be anywhere and be close to New York. Then the next part happened.​

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❝Look, this is gonna be a tough pill to swallow, I'm here with a ragtag team of secret agents who are bent on saving the world. Remember when I first called you, about angels? Yeah, they — we — I . . . think it's all true. Turns out, you're like me, and the rest of us. Either way, we're coming to see you, and we should be there, soon. You won't have to come with us, but the situation will be explained more.❞​

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Cassandra sat in her spot in a bit of a shock over the last revelation. Was she really going to believe that there was a whole group of them that were a bunch of "secret agents" out to save the world. She wasn't sure, but she wasn't going to jump on that bandwagon quick. The least she could do was to hear them out, after all Hay Sun wasn't even from the fucking United States and was heading up to see her.​

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Cassandra swallowed her saliva that had built up and then she took a deep breath and spoke, "Do you all want me to cook you something?"​

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What the hell kind of a response was that Cassie?​

 

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ SIGH ✖ DAY 11 ※ 2/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/02/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ GAS STATION • NEW JERSEY
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There was a long silence, and for a angering-long moment, Hay Sun thought Cass was going to hang up. Her face went hard.

❝Do you all want me to cook you something?❞

. . . Was that a genuine response, or was she just being a smartass? Hay Sun forced herself to remain calm, trying to see which one it was. Considering their last conversation, Cass didn't seem like the smartass type, and she wouldn't be overtly rude to Hay Sun, would she? Okay, probably not.

❝. . . I wouldn't sweat that.❞ she finally replied, her tone controlled and casual, ❝But so long as you're willing to hear us out, that's good enough to get Red over here off my ass. Albany, you said?❞ She glanced over at the magical compass Red had, ❝Don't worry about an address, we'll find you. See you then, Cass.❞

With a farewell in place, Hay Sun ended the call, and then looked over to Red, ❝Albany, she said. She's staying with a friend's family. Looks like we're hitting the road again?❞ She popped open a can of Dr Pepper.​

 

Richard Carver:
{---Day 11 (2/5)---Date: October 2nd, 2013---Location: Kristiansand, Norway (Richard's Apartment--->Fencing Club)---Mood: Fencing Serious---Ooc: N/A}

Richard had awoken in his bed thinking of the dream he had earlier that night. It was an interesting one in which he was placed in World War I. He was a german soldier out in the field, firing as many bullets as he could. It was odd to him that this was even happening, seeing as he had heard word that the war had ended, though the word must not have reached all sides. Regardless of what was happening he had a duty to uphold as a soldier, and that would be to defend their land no matter what else happened. And in the end he fell prey to the enemies weapons and slumped over dead. These dreams were only agitating Richard more and more and the recent "he rises" crap was not making it any better. As such he decided to go to his one outlet.

He clothed himself, grabbed his bag full of fencing gear and kicked his door open. Closing it behind him, he stepped in his car and drove to his fencing club. Once there he was greeted by his usual partner, Austin. "Yo, Rich today's the day I kick your ass."

Richard chuckled at his friends usual attitude. Richard was clearly the better of the two, although Austin consistently tried to assert himself as the best. Richard never really minded it though, "yeah keep telling yourself that Aus."

"Oh come on Rich, you're gonna be singing a different tune when I totally beat you."

Richard sighed. "Yeah and you're going to be sobbing a different one once the score's 5-0. Now c'mon, let's go." Richard donned his fencing ger and the two plugged into the reels. They stood on the strip and Richard hit his hand on his side which was essentially the indication of "go." The two as such started their fencing bout.

 

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Henrik approached the door and stood across the threshold beside his fiancé. "Thanks, kjære." He patted the woman's shoulder. "I can handle this." Iris looked up at him before heading off down the hall. "Are you with Danel?" He didn't didn't beat around the bush.

Temeluchas frowned and tugged at the collar of her sweater. She looked down the blue cotton fabric inspecting herself before glancing back up at him. "Was it that obvious? I thought I did a good job on my disguise." A hurt expression crossed her face and she bat her dark lashes. Lu tugged at one of the pigtails and twirled it absently between her fingers. "She's pretty," she commented cynically. There were no disfigurements on her body. Lu pulled the over-sized sleeves up to her elbows, baring the bandaging on her left arm. "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked with genuine curiosity. Her head cocked to the side and her dark blue eye stared up at him expectantly.

Answer carefully Araquiel. They never seemed to answer appropriately. Everyone feared angering her, as they should. She almost missed him. They had made a good team once upon a time. Araquiel would seek vengeance on wrongdoers and after he left, she would slip in and show them their proper punishment. Torturing already broken souls was so much fun. The thrill it gave her was delightful. She bit her bottom lip with her razor sharp teeth and smiled sinisterly. "I am not here on Danel's behalf. We just work together. I have my own motives, but don't worry. They don't involve you." she winked. Henrik's fiancé was pregnant, but not for very long. Those were the best times.

Lu licked her upper lip and drool began to run down her pale chin at the ideas flowing through her head. She enjoyed the sweet nectar that was a fetus. The unborn children were always the best. The sound of ripping flesh echoed in her ears and her eyes were distant--void of all present thought. She would nibble the toes off next and use the tiny little fingernails to clean her teeth. They worked just like toothpicks. How delicious. Temeluchas bit her thumbnail and giggled lightly before wiping her chin on her arm bandage. "Do. You. Think. I'm. Pretty?" she asked a second time, more seriously than the first.

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While on his way to work, Tyson was thinking about the deal with the 'halo patrol'. Well it was all he could think about for the last few days. "Maybe I could get into one of those Women's Prisons, if I had my heavenly library card back I could get in and out easy. Plus they usually get reduced time off their sentence if their pregnant so they'd jump at that. Or maybe one of those bible maniacs, if I had my powers they'd probably line up. But still they probably would die." Tyson said to himself.
On his way to the station he could see a abundance of cops out. They were arresting looters mostly, one or two drunks but that was normal. Something about a blackout makes people into kleptos.

 

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Wearing --- Music ​

---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 3/5 --- Interaction: N/A --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: I am not posting the time skip because Cassie isn't in the caravan and I figured someone in that should be the person to.​

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Don't worry about an address?​

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"Okay... bye..."​

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Cassandra shut off the phone and sat there for a moment not knowing what to do before Lillian popped up from upstairs and stood by the door, "You look horrible... someone didn't die did they?"​

Cassandra shook her head and spoke, "No, but I have a bunch of... friends popping in..."​

"How many?"​

"Don't know... I didn't ask..."​

"Can't you call back?"​

"I'd prefer not to."​

"But that is great though! I didn't know you had friends!"​

Cassandra turned and gave Lillian a long, hard glare and then Lillian spoke again, "Well, if there is more than 3 of them, can you direct them to out screen house in the back? It has electricity so if you wanna move a television in there you ca-"​

"I think they are just popping in and out, I don't think they are staying very long."​

"Good because Dillain is coming up today and he is staying for a while."​

"Where would he be sleeping?"​

"Hm... good question... I don't know... I'll figure it out when it is time."​

Lillian stretched and smiled, "I am awake now... I'll make some snacks for them. Just because I am in the mood for cookies and that is an excuse to not give any to the children."​

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Cassandra watched Lillian turn around and walk into the glass door, then slide it open and shut it as she went inside. Cassandra pulled out her phone and turned on the internet and tabbed up Google. "Okay... Metatron... who are you..."​

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ 6:08 A.M. ❖ WEARING❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 11 ⦙ 3/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Wednesday ⦙ October 02, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Lillian's House] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖


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Hana parked the car a few houses down. She was completely and utterly exhausted by this point in time. How long had they spent driving now? She lost count. Her hands wrapped firmly around the door and she pulled herself out of the car. Even with the temperature difference, it was hot and stuffy in the car with the number of people crammed inside. It felt good to stretch her legs and when she lifted her arms high above her head, her back cracked in what seemed like a million places. Hana brought her hand down to her mouth and yawned into it before lifting the compass out.​

Cassandra Hansen's friend's house was just down the street. There was a light on in the kitchen and two shadows crossed into view. She couldn't make out any distinguishable features, other than the fact that they were both definitely female. Hana glanced around at the tired faces of the people with her and her head. ❝ Maybe we shouldn't all go. ❞ she said. ❝ It would be a little strange if this girl just had six people show up at her friend's house at early hours in the morning. ❞ Plus, they weren't all presentable. She rubbed her tired eyes and grabbed the backpack out of the front seat. ❝ If some of you want to just stay out here and sleep or something until we get back, I think it would be good for just Hay Sun and I to go. ❞ The only reason she even wanted to bring Puriel along was because of the acquaintanceship she already shared with the girl inside the house.

She hefted the backpack over her shoulder and winced as the strap came down on her sunburn. God, she couldn't be happier for the moment it finally left her body. That would be a glorious day indeed. Hana motioned for Hay Sun to follow after her and began to make the short walk to Cassandra. They didn't talk. The silence was awkward and deafening. The only noise was the faint sound of cars driving down the other streets. It didn't matter what part of New York you were in, it was always going to be busy.

When they reached the front door, Hana stopped in front of it awkwardly. She wasn't sure whether or not to knock. People were no doubt sleeping and she didn't want to disturb them. Maybe it would be better to just have Hay Sun call her and tell her to come meet them outside? No. That would seem strange--correction: more strange. She bit her lip before hesitantly raising her hand to the door and knocking regardless. At least she didn't use the doorbell! That would have attracted more attention within the household.
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Wearing --- Music ​

---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 3/5 --- Interaction: N/A --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: ---​

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Cassandra was washing up a pan while listening to Lillian speculating about what her friends were going to be like. Lillian literally made like, 5 baker's dozens of cookies. Cassandra didn't realize until she saw them all layed out on the counter and she blinked at them and turned to Lillian, "Damn, are you secretly on a binge and all of these are for you?"​

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Lillian glared and retaliated immediately, "The rule of unnumbered guesting, make triple the amount of what you expect."​

"Where'd you hear that, an iPhone fact app?"​

Lillian almost growled as knocking occurred and Lillian mischievously smiled and whispered, "Allow me to get that for you."​

"Huh... why?"​

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Lillian quickly ran over to the door, still looking over at Cassandra as she did. When she opened the door she had a nice smile on her face and spoke, "You must be Cassandra's friends... come on in~" she sang as she walked away quickly from the door and ran up to Cassandra and whispered, "Have you no interest in anyone of the male gender, or a concept of age?"​

"Why does age matter when it comes to friends?"​

"They're babies."​

Cassandra rolled her eyes and pushed Lillian out of the kitchen saying, "Just go, I'll take them out back to the screen-house like you told me to."​

"I said if there were 3 or more friends."​

"Yes and I am the third, imagination."​

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Cassandra ran back into the kitchen without paying attention to the guests, she hadn't looked up at them yet, hadn't asked their names, hadn't even acknowledged them yet. She was just completely all over the place both mentally and physically and it could be seen through her actions. Without looking up and assuming they were in the room she spoke, "Sorry... I'm not sure how long you have been driving or if you have eaten yet, but would either of you like a cookie?"​

 

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As much driving as there had been, Hay Sun enjoyed it, even if it was along side a bunch of freaks and their angel nonsense. Paris was a big and mostly crowded city, and trips to the country were rare; she never had so much time to speed along an empty, inactive highway on her motorcycle. If she had to guess, it was the next best thing to flying.

It what felt like almost no time at all ( it had actually probably been a few hours ), their misfit group was pulling up to a neighborhood and Hay Sun slipped her keys into her pocket and put the lock code on without Paco seeing it. She didn't trust him to not run off with it — after all, if she was him, she would, too.

She fell instep with Red. ❝. . . I think it would be good for just Hay Sun and I to go.❞ Hay Sun shrugged in reply, but that probably was the better option, considering that not all of them looked presentable. She looked back at Red and saw her wince while shrugging on her backpack. Considering her pale complexion, she probably had a sunburn.

❝Got any aloe? I hear it helps.❞ she commented as the two of them began to walk. The rest of their short trip was filled with silence, but Hay Sun didn't care much.

Red didn't want to talk, that was fine with her. They stopped in front of the door and neither of them moved. Was she going to knock, or what? She was taking too long, and Hay Sun was getting irritated. I thought pickin' up the 'angels' was important. A few sleepin' people shouldn't stop you. Eventually, Red knocked, and the two of them waited for a moment.

The door opened and the two girls were met with a pale, smiling face. Hay Sun thought it was Cass and nearly allowed herself to smile with excitement. ❝You must be Cassandra's friends . . . Come on in ~ ❞ Her sister? Must've been a morning person. She ran over to another girl down the way who was far prettier and had more vibrant eyes, though she looked more tired than the other. They seemed to argue about something, and then the second girl ( who Hay Sun was now guessing to be Cass ) ran back into the kitchen.

Hay Sun glanced at Red and then shrugged, simply walking into the house and through to the kitchen. ❝Sorry . . . I'm not sure how long you've been driving or if you have eaten yet, but would either of you like a cookie?❞ Hay Sun looked at the platters of cookies. Christ, that was a lot of cookies. They looked, they smelled freshly baked, too.

. . . Not to mention, they were snicker doodles.

She smiled, ❝Don't mind if I do,❞ she replied, grabbing two of them, and then she looked back up at the girl, ❝You're Cassandra, I hope?❞ she asked, and then extended her hand, ❝I'm Hay Sun. It's really great to meet you. This is Red, but she prefers Hana, the head of our little god squad. She's got a bit of a stick up her ass, but maybe you'll get along with her better than me.❞ She grinned.​

 

For most of the road trip, Shane had been silent. Not really asleep, more like staring out the window and taking in whatever passed by the window. While they may be on some serious quest, nothing said that he couldn't casually be a sight seer, so long as he didn't so something crazy, like sneak off to see the Statute of Liberty. While that was an extreme, his point remained firm.

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ 6:28 A.M. ❖ WEARING❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 11 ⦙ 3/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Wednesday ⦙ October 02, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Lillian's House] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Hay Sun//Cassie ❖


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The door opened and they were greeted by a pretty human girl. Hay Sun had momentarily looked excited--relieved?--until she realized that this girl was not her friend Cassandra Hansen. Hana on the other hand, knew right away. She felt the childish desire to stick her tongue out at the young French-Korean girl, but wisely resisted. They were ushered inside and Hana stood awkwardly as the white-haired girl ran back to the one in the kitchen and they appeared to have a whispered argument. She bit down on her lip and fidgeted nervously. There was a great deal of liability with them being here.

❝ Sorry . . . I'm not sure how long you've been driving or if you have eaten yet, but would either of you like a cookie? ❞ The older girl--Cassandra--greeted them oddly. Hana and Hay Sun filed into the kitchen and she couldn't help but stare at the sheer number of cookies there were. The kitchen smelled warm and sweet like they had just finished baking and Hana couldn't help but wonder if they started these the moment Hay Sun called. That was an odd thing to do at four in the morning. New Yorkers--to each their own.

Hana gave Cassandra a once over and nodded swiftly. She was pretty--definitely older--with an interesting color to her hair. Cassandra seemed in a relatively good mood for having been woken up at 3:30 in the morning. That was always a plus.

❝ Don't mind if I do, ❞ Hay Sun replied, grabbing two of them, and then she looked back up at the girl, ❝ You're Cassandra, I hope? ❞ she asked, and then extended her hand, ❝ I'm Hay Sun. It's really great to meet you. This is Red, but she prefers Hana, the head of our little god squad. She's got a bit of a stick up her ass, but maybe you'll get along with her better than me. ❞ She grinned.

Hana rolled her eyes. ❝ I do not have a stick up my butt. There's just kind of a lot going on if you hadn't figured that much out. ❞ she snapped with her voice down low. Hana did not wish to wake anyone that was sleeping inside the house. Being tired made Hana cranky and she didn't exactly enjoy snapping on people. ❝ Cassandra, is there somewhere we can go to talk privately? ❞ she asked.​

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Wearing --- Music
---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 3/5 --- Interaction: Hana and Hay Sun --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: ---​

❝Don't mind if I do, You're Cassandra, I hope?❞

Cassandra nodded and then shook the hand that was extended to her and listened as she continued.

❝I'm Hay Sun. It's really great to meet you. This is Red, but she prefers Hana, the head of our little god squad. She's got a bit of a stick up her ass, but maybe you'll get along with her better than me.❞

God squad, oh god they aren't part of some weird Christian religion and I just invited them into the house right...

She looked over at the redheaded girl and looked for a moment. She didn't seem like a Hana in her opinion, but names don't always fit people in the end. She watched Hana roll her eyes as she spoke, ❝I do not have a stick up my butt. There's just kind of a lot going on if you hadn't figured that much out.Cassandra, is there somewhere we can go to talk privately?❞

Cassandra waited for the two to end their speaking before she yawned a bit and spoke, "Well um, it is nice to finally meet you Hay Sun and it is nice to meet you Hana... um..." Cassandra looked over where Lillian had left and she turned back to them, "There is a insulated screen-house out back if you would like to go there. There are a lot of little kids here unfortunately." Cassie added the last part even quieter then the rest. She grabbed one of the platters of snicker-doodles and looked over at her phone on the counter which was still open on Google, but it had a list of angels on it rather then just showing Metatron. She walked over and shut it off and put it in her pocket and motioned for them to follow her.
She opened up the glass door and left it open for them and then walked outside to the screen house and turned on the light. The place was filled with a bunch of comfortable chairs and the screens were already replaced with glass for the wintertime. She placed the platter on one of the tables and sat down in one of the chairs and spoke in a normal volume.

"Ugh I hate whispering... you can talk as you normally would in here because of the glass windows..."​

 

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Henrik remained silent the entire time Lu spoke. It was annoying. He should talk more. Talking was good. She nibbled on her bottom lip as he finally opened his mouth to say something. "Honestly? I'm getting a feeling that deep down you're the ugliest person I've ever met." he said blatantly. She looked at him dumbfounded. The book bag she had been carrying slid off her shoulder and landed with a soft thump on the ground at her feet. Only a fool would say something so stupid. He must really wish for pain.

She clutched her stomach and a sharp stab of laughter tore through her. Her blue eye darkened and she narrowed her gaze on the man in front of her. Her bangs fell in her face and everything around her seemed to have the life sucked out of it. The sounds of lightning cracked in the distance from the electrical storm that had been raging through the area for the last couple days and even though it was only early afternoon, the sky seemed to have blackened. When she stopped laughing, her glamour seemed to fade away and her wings were apparent behind her back, along with the jagged flesh-tearing teeth that filled her mouth.

"You think I'm ugly on the inside?" she asked him rhetorically. There was a bitter spiteful edge to her voice and she spat at the ground in front of him. "I was trying to be nice to you. Old friends and all," she waved her hand dismissively, "and this is how I'm treated. Do you remember what they call me, Araquiel? You may be the Angel of Vengeance, but I am Temeluchas, the Chief Angel of Torment." her voice rose an octave and she stepped closer to him. There was a sulfuric odor that seemed to follow with every footstep. She stared up at him angrily. He may have been heads taller, but it mattered little. "Are you prepared to suffer?" She didn't wait for a response.

Lu flicked her wrist, sending Henrik flying into the wall of the house. When he hit the ground, the black mist wrapped around his wrists and ankles like shackles, holding him in place. She lowered herself down so that she was inches from his body. Her sharp talon-like nails ripped the bandage from her damaged arm. Her white teeth glinted with light as she flashed them at him. She straddled his hips and lowered her face until it was hovering just above his bicep. "My favorite part," she murmured to herself in a bit of a trance before sinking her teeth into his flesh. Lu tore of a large chunk of skin and blood quickly began to flow out of the wound. Her tongue flicked in and out of her mouth as she licked up some of the blood--angel blood.

She let the chunk of flesh fall to the ground beside him before sitting up straight and lifting her own arm up to her face, which was now covered in Henrik's blood. She sunk her teeth into her arm beside the old wound. The bite matched perfectly with the previous one. She lifted her face away from her arm as a black sludge like substance began to trickled down her forearm. "It would take too long for you to come into your full powers, so I shall help you out by giving you some of mine. Now, your bride and unborn child do not stand a chance." She laughed mischievously and let her blow drip down into his open wound. There was a sizzling sound and little puffs of smoke seemed to billow off of his arm. A dark smile spread across her face and after a minute, she sealed her bite with the saliva on her tongue.

Temeluchas leaned back down to the gash in Henrik's arm and began to lap up his blood like a dog. When it seemed to stop flowing, she licked the outside edges of it and it began to heal over. "I wouldn't want you dying from blood loss after that. Killing you would be doing you a favor," she whispered into his ear. When Lu climbed off of him, her face was still covered in his blood. She licked her bottom lip, savoring the taste of the blood that was there. Slowly, the mist began to fade around his wrists and ankles and she laughed loudly on the porch, holding onto the railing for good measure. Things were about to become far more fun.
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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ 6:28 A.M. ❖ WEARING❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 11 ⦙ 4/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Wednesday ⦙ October 02, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Lillian's House] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Hay Sun//Cassie ❖


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Cassandra looked over where her friend had left and she turned back to them, ❝ There is a insulated screen-house out back if you would like to go there. There are a lot of little kids here unfortunately. ❞

Hm? What was that? Did Cassandra have a problem with children? That was unfortunate. Hana quite enjoyed children. She had never had any in any of her life cycles. There was too much going on for her to do something like that. No relationships, no children. She had dedicated all her time to watching over the others. Xathanael had friendships and acquaintanceships, but that was the extent of it.
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Cassandra lead them out through the door in the kitchen after grabbing a plate full of snicker doodles. This was a nice backyard. Hana eyed it all appreciatively as they entered the screen house and she took a seat. ❝ Ugh I hate whispering... you can talk as you normally would in here because of the glass windows... ❞ she told the pair of them.

Hana nodded and reached for a cookie, nibbling it slowly. She used the desert to buy her a little bit of time. When it was all gone, she looked up at Cassandra through her bright blue eyes and smiled affectionately. ❝ Do you know who you are Cassandra? Hay Sun is the Archangel Uriel. My real name is Xathanael. I go by Hana for convenience sake. Humans use nicknames as a form of familiarity that is meant to be more intimate than using one's whole name. ❞

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ SIGH ✖ DAY 11 ※ 3/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/02/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ LILIAN'S HOUSE • ALBANY, NY
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❝I do not have a stick up my butt. There's just kind of a lot going on if you hadn't figured that much out.❞ Hay Sun snorted, and grabbed three more cookies after finishing her first two. What could she say — her mom used to bake her these kinds of cookies when she was little. They were her favorite.

Red and Cass talked of a more private place to go. Hay Sun caught Cass glancing at her phone and saw that she was searching up something on Google, something starting with "Meta". Before she could get a better look, the phone was pocketed and the two of them followed her to another area where a bunch of comfortable looking seats were.

❝Ugh, I hate whispering . . . You can talk as you normally would in here because of the glass windows . . .❞

Hay Sun looked at them and then shrugged. She hadn't planned on whispering anyway, even if there were kids sleeping.

A cookie was grabbed by Red and eaten, then she began to talk, using that sugar sweet voice of her that made Hay Sun kind of want to cut out her tongue. ❝Do you know who you are, Cassandra? Hay Sun is the Archangel Uriel - ❞ She rolled her eyes and bit into her cookie with annoyance. ❝ - My real name is Xathanael. I go by Hana for convenience's sake. Humans use . . .❞

Something about nicknames that Hay Sun didn't care about. Then again, she had a nickname, too — and it wasn't Uriel.

Hay Sun leaned forward, and put out her hand, ❝I probably won't be much help here, but I did come all the way from France to see if any of this crazy shit is true — granted, I was basically kidnapped, but that's beside the point.❞ She sighed, ❝Even I gotta admit, there's something kind of nutty going on, and there's this guy named Danel who's bad news, and he might be after us.❞

She sighed and rubbed her face. Was she actually trying to convince Cass to come with them? This was getting ridiculous. She stood from the couch and motioned for Red to keep talking while she strode about the room in an anxious fashion. There was a lot to think about here, and some of her questions had been answered. Red said that the rest was up to her, that she needed to believe in order to tap into the so-called 'powers'.

Secretly, she had been trying. Part of her believed that she could do something. There had been things, every so often, that kind of just . . . happened, without explanation. Mostly when she was hopped up on her emotions or something she liked. When she drank too much tea, or maybe coffee. Candles would randomly light, or go out. She would jump in the air and maybe hover for a split-second longer. Small bits of frost, barely there, would appear if she hit something with anger.

Since there was never really much to explain these things, she didn't have much reason to take stock in them. But now there was this, and where was her doubting resolve? Slowly dissolving.

❝What I mean is, if you decide not to come with us, he might get to you.❞​

 

Wearing --- Music
---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 3/5 --- Interaction: Hana and Hay Sun --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: ---​

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Cassandra watched as Hana bit into one of the cookies and ate it, she felt like it took forever for the girl to eat one. Then the girl finally started speaking.
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"Do you know who you are Cassandra? Hay Sun is the Archangel Uriel. My real name is Xathanael. I go by Hana for convenience sake. Humans use nicknames as a form of familiarity that is meant to be more intimate than using one's whole name. "

Cassandra opened up her mouth to speak but Hay Sun spoke faster then she did, ❝I probably won't be much help here, but I did come all the way from France to see if any of this crazy shit is true — granted, I was basically kidnapped, but that's beside the point.❞
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Basically kidnapped by... what... Hana didn't kidnap you... did she?
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❝Even I gotta admit, there's something kind of nutty going on, and there's this guy named Danel who's bad news, and he might be after us.❞
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Danel...? is that the-
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Cassandra grabbed her head and massaged her temples, there was more going on then she expected. She took a few breaths before she let go and looked up, "Almost a week ago, I was at work when I got a visitor, which is not normal for me. I asked him if he was looking for the priest and he said he was there for me, Metatron. Told me I was less boring than Enoch, and backed me into a wall when I told him he got the wrong person... apparently not. But-"
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Cassandra lightly touched her neck and pictured the man's brown eyes again and spoke, "That was not the way I pictured interacting with an angel... hell I still don't believe what is going on..."

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The day had started like any other for Alistair and despite the raging electrical storm, Alistair remained nonchalant as usual. He stood before one of the many huge windows in his manor and watched on as the rain raged and the electricity flashed. Was this the work of the angels? or maybe an ill omen warning everybody of whats to come.

There were many things on Alistair's mind and though the storm was intriguing, he found a sense of boredom rising up. Maybe it was because of his impatience, but Alistair just couldn't help feeling so. Ever since all this occurred his life changed and though there may be some dreaded things waiting in the future for him Alistair would never regret the actions he took. With wine in hand he took a sip of the drink and smirked.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 11 - 4/5 | DATE: October 2nd, 2013, Wednesday | LOCATION: Outside of Lillian's House in Albany, NY

Sam stayed by Hay Sun's bike while they headed off into the house of whoever the fuck they came for. It would've been boring as hell in there for him anyway, so staying outside was the better choice for him. Though, not having anybody to talk to would be boring too. He figured the others that were in the car were asleep or something like that. It was still early in the morning, but sleep was the last thing on his mind. At first, he considered taking Hay Sun's bike. It was nice. Really nice. But he figured that she had locked it or something. He was in prison, after all.

He leaned against Red's car and crossed his arms over his chest. When he did, he felt something in the inner coat pocket of the jacket he stole. Sam checked the coat pocket and found a pack of cigarettes. Nice, I could go for a smoke right now. After putting one in his mouth, he searched the other pockets of the coat for a lighter. He finally found it in the same pocket as the cigarettes. It was one of those cheap disposable ones, but it would definitely do. After lighting the cigarette and putting the lighter and cigarette pack back in the pocket, he drew a breath from the cigarette. He blew out smoke in a long stream. It felt good. He didn't smoke that often when he was in prison, but when he did, he enjoyed it.

Alright, so killing Red won't be easy. With all of these people around, I don't think I'll find that many opportunities to get her by herself. So I may have to do it in a large, crowded area. That way, I could hopefully kill her quickly and fade into the surrounding crowd. Yeah, I could do that... He let out more smoke from his nostrils. And I have to do it with that black knife Chicken Wings gave me. That shouldn't be a problem. The big problem here is getting Whitey. I'm supposed to kidnap her, but where the fuck am I supposed to take her? Will Chicken Wings come to get me or some bullshit like that? Sam blew out more smoke and let out a frustrated groan. Dammit. If he had been clearer on what to do, this wouldn't be so bad. All he said was kill Red and abduct Whitey. Ah, give me a fucking break, man.

After his thoughts settled, Hay Sun entered his thoughts. He thought that despite being ten years younger than him, she was pretty reliable in a fight. And it was fun, breaking bones and beating up thugs with her. It was pretty awesome. He had spent the most time with her than with any of the other little Angel Rangers. Slowly, he was getting more attached to her, but he knew that he couldn't let himself get too connected. It would be even worse when he finally held up his end of the bargain. Dammit... Dammit, dammit, dammit. He felt like destroying something.