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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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Hay Sun cut in before Cassandra could have a chance to reply. The French-Korean girl 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. Hay Sun stood from the couch and motioned for Hana to keep talking while she strode about the room in an anxious fashion.​

Hana raised a red questioning eyebrow. This was the second time Hay Sun mentioned Danel, but she had not said where she learned of that name. It must have been Leon who told her. ❝ Danel is bad news. I don't know where you learned his name, but if he's visiting members of the fallen as well, things are a lot worse than I was aware of. ❞​

❝ What I mean is, if you decide not to come with us, he might get to you. ❞ Hay Sun added while still pacing around the small room.

Cassandra grabbed her head and massaged her temples. 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- ❞

Hana listened intently. Cassandra had received a visitor and had been addressed as Metatron. She gave her another once over and nodded her head. It was whom she suspected. At least she didn't have to spell it out for her like some of the others. That was fortunate, not to mention she seemed rather willing to listen. Whatever happened during her visit from an angel must have been rather eye opening.

Cassandra lightly touched her neck before speaking, ❝ That was not the way I pictured interacting with an angel... hell I still don't believe what is going on... ❞

She chewed on her lip and picked up another cookie, picking at it rather than eating it. ❝ My guess, is that it was a Dark Angel. If the man that came to see you was in fact Danel, as Hay Sun mentioned, then any negative behavior made was normal. None of us are full angels of the light anymore. We all chose to commit some sort of unforgivable sin that will no longer allow us to return to Paradise. Many of the ones that were cast out had been sent here because they joined Lucifer's army during the Great Holy War. Those members are the Dark Angels. Some, like Abaddon-- ❞ Hana turned her attention to the pacing Hay Sun, ❝ --Samuel, recanted and were allowed to partake in the reincarnation cycles as punishment. Those that did not recant and ask for forgiveness are still by Lucifer's side in the Obsidian Palace, located in the deepest pits of Hell. Those would be angels such as Danel. ❞ If Danel was making appearances, it wasn't good. It meant the Morning Star had a similar agenda to that of Gabriel--they were always rather similar.

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"You know..." Henrik forced himself to rise, stepping towards Lu, but staggering as he did so. He grabbed hold of the railing of the porch for support. "You made a mistake by not killing me." He tried to stand without the help of the railing but the effort only made him dizzy. "If anything happens to her..." Henrik took in a staggered breath. "Nothing's going to stop me. I will send you straight to Hell."

A smug triumphant grin spread across Temeluchas's face. He blue eye seemed to sparkle with delight and she mock gasped, covering her mouth with her hand as she did so. "No way! You mean it?" she teased. It was too fun getting him riled up. Henrik was playing his part perfectly. Ahaha. She laughed again and took a step back, off the porch. "I would hope so." Lu winked at him as the black mist began to swirl up around her ankles. "Do be a good boy Araquiel. I cannot wait for our next visit!" She giggled.

The mist whorled around her, eventually enveloping her entire body. It only took a couple seconds before she had completely disappeared, leaving Henrik to his own devices. This would be lots of fun indeed! Men were so foolish. Man was a foolish race. If they just acted like the rest of the living creatures on the world, they would be relatively trouble free. Too bad for them. Instead, they provided Lu with much entertainment, not that she was complaining in the least bit. She licked her bottom lip one last time, enjoying the dried blood clinging to her skin. Mmm...

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Wearing --- Music
---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 4/5 --- Interaction: Hana and Hay Sun --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: ---​

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"My guess, is that it was a Dark Angel. If the man that came to see you was in fact Danel, as Hay Sun mentioned, then any negative behavior made was normal. None of us are full angels of the light anymore. We all chose to commit some sort of unforgivable sin that will no longer allow us to return to Paradise. Many of the ones that were cast out had been sent here because they joined Lucifer's army during the Great Holy War. Those members are the Dark Angels. Some, like Abaddon-- "
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Assuming I know who you are talking about.
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"--Samuel, recanted and were allowed to partake in the reincarnation cycles as punishment. Those that did not recant and ask for forgiveness are still by Lucifer's side in the Obsidian Palace, located in the deepest pits of Hell. Those would be angels such as Danel."
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Reincarnation is a punishment?
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"U-um, what are the reincarnation cycles... I mean it seems obvious but... why would reincarnation be viewed as a punishment... when we clearly can forget whatever wrong we had done?"
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Cassandra watched Hay Sun for a moment while she was pacing the room then she finally added, "And what possible trouble has gone down that you are looking for... us?" Cassandra immediately thought over to the recording of the hijacker for some reason, but she didn't continue with anything. She was as straight faced as she normally was, probably made her seem more serious then she actually was.

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ 7:13 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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❝ U-um, what are the reincarnation cycles... I mean it seems obvious but... why would reincarnation be viewed as a punishment... when we clearly can forget whatever wrong we had done? And what possible trouble has gone down that you are looking for... us? ❞ Cassandra asked.​

Hana was proud of this woman. She has been the most rational and thought oriented person to become a part of their group so far. Hana set the remnants of her cookie down on the table and looked up at Cassandra thoughtfully, but there was a sadness hidden deep in her blue eyes. ❝ Reincarnation is a punishment because our souls can never rest. While our bodies eventually expire and enter an eternal slumber, our souls are immediately plucked from them after death and moved to the next closest newborn. Our bodies are shared. The mortal soul that was born into the body, and the invading angelic spirit that was forced in. That's why you typically do not remember anything. The human within you is dominant. ❞

She rubbed her tired eyes and sighed heavily. It had been a very long time since she last gave out this sort of knowledge. ❝ As for the trouble, ❞ she added after a minute, ❝ there's the obvious issue of the plane crashing. From what I've heard on the radio, it was by no normal means. I'm wary of the 'he rises' that was said. It only further confirms what is happening. Lucifer is rising. He plans to seize control of the mortal world and make his way to Paradise. The rapture is not upon us yet, so there is no savior to stop him. That's why it's our duty to repress him. We have to keep him from rising until we reach Revelations. ❞ She plucked at the loose ends of her hair nervously and sucked in a deep breath. ❝ There is also the matter of me being unable to contact Jehoel. He is the angel in charge of guarding Leviathan's prison. Normally I have no issue communicating with him, but the last few times I've tried, there has been no response or replies. If things are getting as bad as it seems, then I have a feeling we are in grave danger. ❞​

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Wearing --- Music ​

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

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Cassandra listened to both responses at full attention, something about the details of the explanation bugged her, but it may have been fueled by her current hatred towards God. She stood up from the chair she was sitting in and grabbed one of the cookies she had made and twirled it around in her hand, "So God cannot help us, he cannot send his angels down. But the devil can rise from below onto earth and this doesn't raise a problem at all. What rules keep them from coming down and helping us, something unsung?"​

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Cassandra bit into the cookie and looked straight at Hana, and her continuation came out angrier then she intended, "So you are going around and picking up angels, who no longer remember that they are angels, to help with a cause even God cannot help us with. Do you not feel like you are chasing what cannot be caught?"​

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Cassandra sat down in another chair, a bit more calmed down after that and spoke, "I'll admit, the last thing I want this Earth to turn into is a living hell but... what the hell am I supposed to do. Sit there and look pretty?"​

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ Time Skipping Soon ❖ WEARING❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 11 ⦙ 5/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Wednesday ⦙ October 02, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Lillian's House] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Hay Sun//Cassie ❖


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Cassandra stood up from the chair she was sitting in and grabbed one of the cookies, twirling it around in her hand, ❝ So God cannot help us, he cannot send his angels down. But the devil can rise from below onto earth and this doesn't raise a problem at all. What rules keep them from coming down and helping us, something unsung? ❞ She paused to take a bite of the cookie and her gaze was directed straight at Hana. As she continued, her tone was more angry than it had been, ❝ So you are going around and picking up angels, who no longer remember that they are angels, to help with a cause even God cannot help us with. Do you not feel like you are chasing what cannot be caught? ❞ Cassandra sat down in another chair, sounding a bit more calm, ❝ I'll admit, the last thing I want this Earth to turn into is a living Hell, but... what the hell am I supposed to do. Sit there and look pretty? ❞​

Hana shook her head and looked over at Hay Sun briefly, it wasn't like the other girl was actually going to help her. ❝ I'm trying not to look at it that way. Everyone has a choice as to whether or not they want to help. I could have not told you. You would remain as blissfully unaware of what is happening as the humans, that is, right up until it does happen. Cassandra, you have every right to be angry. I won't tell you not to be, but I--we--could use your help. There are a lot of very strict rules in Heaven. Angels are not allowed to interfere in the lives of man. That's why the ones that still reside in Paradise are unable to help us. We can do something, because we already live here. We occupy the bodies of humans. We're not full angels anymore. We're like, humans with super powers? ❞ She nibbled anxiously on a cookie. Her stomach was beginning to hurt. Too many cookies! Cassandra should have never baked cookies for their arrival.​

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Wearing --- Music
---Date: Wednesday, October 2nd, 2013 ---Day: 11 | 5/5 --- Interaction: Hana and Hay Sun --- Working: No --- City: Albany --- OOC: --
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❝...We're like, humans with super powers?❞
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Cassandra covered her mouth to keep from spitting out the cookie and then when she fully swallowed it she let out a large laugh. It felt good, because she hadn't laughed genuinely in so long she could remember. In the middle of the laugh she spoke out, "Oh oh, that is just great. We are like the Avengers or something. Who mutates green? Who is the Norse god?"
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Cassandra kept laughing until she got herself to stop, but she was leaning against the arm of her chair lightly giggling, so she hadn't completely stopped but at least it wasn't as bad as it was before. She took a couple breaths and sat up still giggling, "No but you aren't serious, are you?"
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She was almost terrified of the answer but she kept giggling to herself, it was pretty bad because it wasn't really that funny when she thought about it, but she still continued.​

 

Hana stared blankly at Cassandra. She didn't understand what was so funny. Who were the Avengers? She chewed on the inside of her cheeks. She yawned and narrowed her eyes. Cassandra took a couple breaths and sat up still giggling, "No but you aren't serious, are you?"

Hana pursed her lips. "Of course I'm serious. Why wouldn't I be?" She yawned again. "Ya' know, we've all been up a really long time. We should actually be getting to the hotel soon. If you want to come with, you're more than welcome. Otherwise, we can come back here or meet somewhere later to talk more."

 

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Wearing --- Music ​

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

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Cassandra was silent and closed her eyes to think about it for a moment, then she opened her eyes again as she spoke, "Hay Sun should still have my number, I hope. I'm not saying no entirely... I just want a little bit to think about it... but thank you for going through the trouble to come up here and find me."​

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She looked over the at the platter of cookies which was now completely gone. She stood up again and held out her hand to Hana, "And it was very nice to meet you." She turned over to Hay Sun and smiled at her then nodded, "You as well Hay Sun."​

 

Tyson opened his apartment door and put his badge, gun, and car keys on the night stand next to the door. Work was uneventful today. And Tyson was pretty unfocused, he was thinking more and more about the deal. 'Could they even be trusted enough to hold their end of the deal? How are they going to give him his powers back?' were some of the many questions that raced through his mind the entire day.
Tyson walked over to the couch and plopped down on it. He turned on the news to see if there was any new devolvement's, there wasn't. The news mostly talked about the clean up efforts, casualties, and eye witness accounts of what happened. It bothered Tyson of how little people knew about what happened and what was happening. 'Maybe if they knew then maybe they could stop them or something.' Tyson thought to himself. After he was done watching TV, Tyson went on to bed.

 

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

It was basically sad how practice went today. Richard had made a crushing amount of victories against Austin that he just couldn't help but feel sorry at some points for him. That pity wasn't ever showed in his actions, however. Having noticed the day was coming to it's close, Richard felt immediate fatigue set onto his body and figured it was time to leave. "Well, see you tomorrow Aus. You might actually consistently win tomorrow."

"Yeah yeah, just you wait. I'll get you for sure tomorrow." The two waved to each other after they had taken off all their fencing gear. Richard walked outside to his car, hopped in, and just drove home. Having not really done anything different today, he started to reflect on the dreams he'd been having. It wasn't just the ones with him consistently dying that were starting to get on his nerves, in fact the ones where he didn't die troubled him that much greater. All of those dreams were way different than the ones he had with him dying. For starters in those he had wings and his entire sense of duty was that much firmer. He always felt like his world revolved around his job, but then something he couldn't ever recall happened and his job just stopped. The whole "he rises" thing wasn't making it any better either.

He had decided to stop thinking about it once he got home, but every day the dreams continued the harder it became for him to just simply ignore them. He felt like he should be doing something, but what? He had no idea, plus even if he did there's a good chance he wouldn't actually try to do it. The effort involved to do that just didn't seem like it should be worth it to him. With this new resolution of apathy he simply ate dinner and later crawled into bed, being whisked off to the world of his dreams.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 11 - 5/5 | DATE: October 2nd, 2013, Wednesday | LOCATION: Hotel in New York

When they finally got into the hotel, they had gotten two rooms to split between the six of them. Sam had hoped that he would only have to share the hotel room with one other person, but he doubted that would happen. As soon as they got the keys to their rooms, Sam went off to the room he wanted to stay in. He didn't care who else was going to stay in the room with him, he just wanted to go to sleep. After being awake for so long, it would be nice to lay down on a nice, clean, comfortable bed.

After he finally got up to the room he would be sharing with one or two of the other fallen idiots, he collapsed onto the bed furthest from the door. It felt wonderful to just lay down and relax. The bed smelled nice too, freshly cleaned linens. He kicked off his shoes, took off his coat and chucked it over to the ground. The bed was too comfortable for him to care where the hell his stuff went. Sam just lay on his bed, sprawled out all over, enjoying the softness of the bed a little more than he should. Soon, tiredness weighed down his eyes and he fell asleep.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 11 - 5/5 | DATE: October 2nd, 2013, Wednesday | LOCATION: Hotel in New York
OOC: Ending Sax's day for her because she can't and I'm a nice guy like that

Even though she had slept in the car during Hana's visit, she was still sleepy. It was difficult for her to keep her eyes open. After they got the keys to their rooms, she went to the room Hana would be staying in. She didn't really know the other people they were traveling with all that well, so she was much more comfortable staying with Hana than anyone else. Plus, she wasn't exactly sure how to talk to other people, especially when Victor and Tessa were around.

Hay Sun stayed in the room with the two of them. The three of them in the room was plenty. It wasn't before long that Hay Sun fell asleep in the bed across from her and Hana. Joslyn soon followed her to sleep, with Hana by her side in bed. She had gotten so used to falling asleep with Hana next to her that it almost seemed natural. The warmth coming from her body had helped her to get to sleep.

 

While the sleep did help him feel somewhat relaxed, he was still a bit stiff. Which is why when they pulled up to the hotel, he was a bit relived. Not much to his surprise, the rooms were separated. Not really caring for room placement, he took the room that Sam had gone into and got ready to sleep. When every thing was done, he got on the other bed and soon went to sleep.

 

Cassie led them out of her home and waved goodbye and was tired. Went upstairs to go to sleep and Lillian asked her what was up and she said she might be going on a trip with them because they offered her a ticket for a tour. Lillian didn't ask for an explanationand was happy that she actually had friends and Cassie passed out on the futon.

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Everyone forgot about Adam including me, but he is still at the school with all of his classmates due to the power being out and everyone being concerned for the kid's safety during the storm. Adam is still avoiding the est of the school and is sleeping in the gym because it is warm.​

 

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Thursday, October 3, 2013 | Day 12: 2/5 | Mood: ... | Music | Location: School​

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All the kids had been stuck in the school since Monday. The unpredictability of the storms made teachers nervous about letting the kids out. The power had also been out and had not come back on. Many of the kids freaked out for younger siblings and other members of the family. Adam was included in this because his mother did not do well in storms and he had no idea if his father made it home.​

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He had to deal with it anyway. He wasn't an idiot. He wasn't running out during the storm unless his life depended on it.​

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Adam wandered around the school at this point, although teachers and students were advised to stay in the same 3 locations: The auditorium, the cafeteria, and the gymnasium. The gym was off of a branch that no one wanted to walk down because the school had stupidly put lightning rods on the roof of the only hallway to get to the gym. Something to do with power and the prove a point to students. At least the science teacher was happy.​

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Adam did not mind running down the hallway to the gym, so he stayed there along with a bunch of other people who weren't cowards. But he only stayed there to sleep because it was warm.​

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At that moment, he was in the 2nd floor greenhouse, only to watch the storm. He only had to run outside for a couple of seconds to get there, and the spot was amazing. Sure he had to watch lightning strike the gymnasium hallway branch many times, but he loved lightning, or at least watching it. As long as he wasn't struck by it he was alright. But he had a more likely chance of winning the lotto.​

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Adam layed down on the table of the green room and stared at the sky, he was getting bored of the storm and really needed something to do. The only rush he would get would be the run between the greenroom and the 2nd floor door.​

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 12 ⦙ 3/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Thursday ⦙ October 03, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Hotel Parking Lot] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖


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Hana paid the receptionist for the two rooms and ushered everyone outside. They would need to get going soon, but to where? She also had to find out if Cassandra was coming with them or not. Getting their weapons would probably be a wise choice, but that would take a few days to arrange. Hana had made a call to a guy she knew in Manhattan, but he wouldn't be finished with the passports for Joslyn and Samuel until Sunday. What would they do until then? She didn't even know how she was going to get into the city, to be completely honest. Huge sections of the island were completely blocked off due to the damage done by the plane. She was still rather unsettled by the 'he rises' that was constantly playing over the radio.

First Cassandra, then she would deal with the other stuff after. She would also have to gather more money to pay for that many plane tickets. There was a storage locker in Pennsylvania. At least that would give them something to do while they waited to fly out. She could also start some rudimentary training with those that had already been obtained. It was clear that their powers rested in them, however dormant. They just needed a proper push in the right direction to help awaken what lies within. Hana dug the toe of her boots into the ground. She shoved her hands in her front pockets and stood outside slouching while thinking. There was a lot of decisions to be made in such a short period of time.

She sighed heavily before looking up at the others. ❝ Does anyone want to train? It could help you come to terms with what's going on. If you're able to tap into your powers at least a little bit, then you'll definitely feel it. What about you Samuel? ❞ She looked him over, ❝ You like to fight. ❞ It was an easy observation made years ago, but even for those that had just met him a couple days prior, it was a no-brainer. ❝ Think you can beat a girl? ❞ she asked teasingly. There was a smug all-knowing grin on her face and her blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. He may have one hundreds of fights among human men, but he hadn't taken on an angel in centuries.

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As soon as Tyson got home he continued to pour over his ever growing pile of religious books. Mostly what was in the books of info on the more popular angel flavors, Michael, Gabriel, and Lucifer. But they still had some things on the others. He made sure to get all the info he could on Temeluchas and Daniel.
"Ok, so priorities: first find a woman to get pregnant. Second get my powers back. Third get ready for the end of days." Tyson said as he leaned back on the couch. "How am I suppose to do any of that?" Tyson said as he rubbed Hitch's back. "How do I even know if they will hold up their end? And I'm talking to a cat about me being a reincarnated angel. Fantastic." Tyson said as he continued to pet Hitch.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 12 - 3/5 | DATE: October 3rd, 2013, Thursday | LOCATION: Hotel Parking Lot in Albany, NY

Shortly after waking up, little miss Red decided to get everybody out of the hotel for whatever reason. He had no clue what she wanted to do, and honestly, he didn't even really care that much. The only thing he actually cared about was finally ending his business. Everything else he was doing and going to do, it was all just for shits and giggles. Nothing really mattered to him, so he didn't take anything that was happening too seriously. Even though the plane crash was horrible, he still found the gall to laugh about it. He wasn't in everyone's face about it, though. If someone happened to be talking about it within his earshot, he would smile and chuckle a little.

As everyone stood out in the parking lot, he was tempted to take out another cigarette and smoke it. But he didn't want to burn through the free pack he got quickly. He wanted it to last him a while. So he just stood there, sorting things out in his mind. What would happen if I was forced to kill her in a direct fight? How much of a struggle would she put up if I did? That could definitely get ugly if she can put up a good fight. There really was no way of finding out how good of a fighter is without a good reason. It's not like she's gonna ask to fight or something like that.

Little Red sighed before speaking up. "Does anyone want to train? It could help you come to terms with what's going on. If you're able to tap into your powers at least a little bit, then you'll definitely feel it. What about you Samuel?" She looked straight at him. "You like to fight. Think you can beat a girl?" She asked teasingly, with a smug look on her face. Well I'll be damned. Guess I can gauge her strength here after all. Sam snorted derisively as he took off his jacket. After all, if she was able to overpower him, at the very least he didn't want her to accidentally stumble upon the black knife he kept in his coat.

"All right, Red. Normally, I wouldn't a hit woman, but if you're gonna insist on this." He simply shrugged as he said the last bit. He assumed his fighting stance, one fist held out about a foot in front of his face and the other right next to his face. This was good. It would tell him exactly what he needed to know. "Let's dance!"