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The day had been uneventful for Alistair and this greatly disappointed him greatly. Everything was so boring and all Alistair desired was a little something to at least spice things up a bit. Some news about his rising would have been suitable, but NOPE no news about supernatural things what so ever. The RHB was certainly taking her sweet time and if she had the powers of Danel she would have surely been here by now. Did she just not knowledge him? or maybe the girly had other important things to deal with. What if there was a secret war being taken place? or maybe the girly was getting one of those manicures and pedicures girls got. Alistair could only sigh and shake his head before falling asleep on the chair he sat on.

 

OOC: Short post, on the kindle -_-

Hana had great strength, but so did Samuel. Unfortunately, he wasn't as strong or agile as she was. Dante thought that pulling the weapon on Sam was a bit of a cheat, but in real life you had to be prepared for anything. The cloaking was a nice touch, too. The fight was over quickly and it was getting late. They returned to the hotel not too long after the two combatants dusted themselves off. The guys returned to their room and the girl returned to theirs. Sam didn't seem like eye candy at the moment, but Shane wasn't too bad looking. Too bad he was too young.

Oh well, I'll just have to look somewhere else for some ass.

Soon after Salgiel fell into a deep sleep.

 

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

After he slammed his fist into the ground and split his knuckles, Little Red decided to appear. She rushed over to him and grabbed his hand, inspecting his knuckles and brushing her thumb over his cuts. It stung a little as she touched them. "You're never going to win an important fight if you get so hotheaded all of the time. You need to keep your cool and concentrate Samuel. This bursting rage where you go wild and act like an animal shall be your downfall. Remember that." Little Red had lectured him about his rage. It only served to make him angrier, but he knew deep down that she was right about that.

"Fuck you..." He muttered under his breath as he looked away from her, his blood still boiling with rage. As he looked away, he saw some girl standing by the door. How long has she been standing there? Ah, who the hell cares how long.

"We should be getting back. I'll get us one more night at the hotel we stayed at last night--the one our vehicles are located at. Tomorrow we're leaving, or at least, I'm leaving. There's somewhere I need to go. If you don't want to come with, you don't have to." She sighed and looked back at Sam before letting go of his hand. "I can help you with this when we get back." He simply sneered at her as he went to pick up his jacket and left the building.

Back at the hotel, he didn't object to Red bandaging up his hand. He managed to calm down somewhat during the walk over to the hotel, but he was still angry. Everything that Red did got to his head. Her taunting, her refusal to use the sword against him during the last part of the fight, actually showing it to him in the first place. All of it served to piss him off, and it really got to him. After Little Red got their rooms, he went up to his Room and lay there on his bed in a daze. He stared at the ceiling for a good, long time. That bitch... I can't wait to finally kill her. I will get stronger, I will overpower her, and I'll take her life with that knife Chicken Wings gave me. And when I take it, I'll savor every moment of it. After some time looking at the ceiling, he fell asleep.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 12 - 5/5 | DATE: October 3rd, 2013, Thursday | LOCATION: Warehouse ==> Hotel in Albany, NY

As she witnessed Sam's rage, she couldn't help but be petrified. Oh my god! Hana! She was extremely worried for her safety. If she got hit by him, how badly would she be hurt? Would it cripple her? She couldn't bear the thought of it. Joslyn had to look away,

"Wow. That rage of his... Oh, it's wonderful. Absolutely wonderful, I love it."

"Ooooooooooooooooh~ please! Stop acting like a high school girl with a crush, it doesn't suit an old hag like yooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuu~."

"Come again, dipshit"

"Ooooooooooooooooh~, did you not hear me with your ancient eaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrssssss~? Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet~ me say it again, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaag~!" Their bickering continued as Joslyn took a peek to see what was happening. Hana was holding his hand, blood staining her thumb. Oh no, was she hurt? Oh no, oh no, oh no! She was worried out of her mind, but it looked like Hana was fine. Based on what she said, it seemed like the person who was hurt was the guy who slammed his fist into the ground, Samuel. He was a very frightening person. She definitely did not want to interact with him, in case for some reason he got angry at her and he lashed out at her.

After that whole debacle, everyone went back to the hotel they stayed at before and Hana got rooms for them. Naturally, she stayed in the same room as her. She wanted to ask her about what happened and if she was okay. But when she finally got around to asking the question, Hana was already soundly asleep. Probably tired from the fighting. Since she was already asleep, she figured she'd also go to sleep. With Hana next to her, she closed her eyes and attempted to sleep.

 

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DAY 13​

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 13 ⦙ 2/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ October 04, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖​

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Hana rolled over in the bed, almost hitting Joslyn. She blinked her tired eyes, letting them adjust on the dark of the hotel room. She was having problems sleeping. Even with the curtains drawn, it was still dark outside. The red numbers on the alarm clock read 5:37. It was definitely early. She shut her eyes, trying to go back to sleep. It was no good. She carefully crawled out of bed and pulled on a sweatshirt. The room was cold with the air conditioner on even though it was October. The four bodies in the room added to the heat. The other three girls appeared to be sound asleep.​

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She sighed and slipped one of the room keys into her pocket, exiting the room quietly. Hana felt too confined. She didn't want to sit in the hotel room while the others slept. She would just wake them for sure. Leaving for Pennsylvania soon would be a good idea. If she took off in the early hours of the morning, she could be back by midday. Hana sighed and walked down the hall. She stopped in front of the door that the guys were staying in for a moment before continuing.​

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There wasn't really anywhere for her to go, so she just sat down in the south stairwell. It was quiet. There weren't other guests around to be bothersome. It gave her some alone time to think and come up with a concrete plan, not like she had much to off of to begin with. Her fingers wrapped around the compass at her throat and she squeezed it lightly before lifting the chain up over her neck and taking it off. It rested on the flat of her hand, face side up. The needle wasn't really pointing in any one direction. It's light hum was heard as she lifted it to her ear. There was a faint vibration to match, showing its life.​

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She smiled dryly before dropping it in her lap. Hana rested her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand. She was tired, but not sleepy. Her back was sore. There were probably some internal bruises from the fight with Samuel. He did land on her pretty hard and she smacked into the concrete floor. Right, she needed to call the realty number and purchase that warehouse.​

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"You want to do what?"​

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"It's what he asked for my lord. I wouldn't even bring it up had he not made the request in exchange for his help."​

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"You know what this means, do you not?"​

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Silence.​

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Temeluchas looked up at the Morning Star from her spot on the floor. She had her head still bowed, but her blue eyes peered up at him from beneath her bangs. "I do," she finally replied. Lu watched as he nodded his head in thought for a minute before a dark smile was cast upon his face. Lucifer sat down in his thrown and looked over to her. Lu lowered her gaze to the floor once more and suddenly her body was rising until she was on her feet.​

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"Very well then my sweet precious Angel of Torment. Your request shall be granted."​

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She smiled darkly at him and bowed her head. "Thank you my Liege." He beckoned her to come forward and she obliged, stopping to kneel in front of his thrown. His hand stroked the top of her head lightly and her lips curled up into a sinister smile. He played with the pigtail braids that were still in place and a chill ran down her spine.​

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"I'm sending someone else out to do it for you."​

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"What?!" Lu sprang to her feet looking feral. "How could you?" she snapped.​

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He laughed and waved his hand towards the door. A figure stepped out of the shadows. "You've done enough for right now. Plus, I would like you at my side." There was a dark hungry look in his eyes that she couldn't ignore.​

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"Yes my Liege," she replied, returning to her kneeling form in front of the throne.​

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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 13 ※ 2/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/04/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ WAREHOUSE/HOTEL • ALBANY, NY​

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The nightmares had started up again. Hay Sun's mood wasn't prime, and she didn't feel like dealing with any kind of bullshit today. Yesterday hadn't been great either, even though she was normally excited when watching a fight. It was just something about Sam and Red fighting . . . Something about they way they moved around each other.​

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Hay Sun didn't like it.​

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About Sam . . . The dreams insinuated Abaddon killing Puriel's partner, Dokiel; those two judged all souls that entered heaven and decided whether or not they were offered sanctuary. Puriel had been furious, and a massive power had been unleashed . . . A very dangerous power that could only be played up to Uriel. It scared Hay Sun, but the dreams couldn't possibly mean anything. Her MO wasn't precognition.​

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A surge of rage shot through Hay Sun's veins. She walked out back to the warehouse that they were at yesterday and began to pace, looking for something to hit. There. An large, empty tank. With a growl, she thrust her fist into it, and when the hit connected, there was only a small dent in the soft metal. That was weird; there had been a loud sound when she hit it, but that must have been her imagination.​

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She sighed heavily, and then slumped down against it. For a few minutes, she sat there, taking deep breaths, and then she got up and walked around the empty tank, looking for something else to hit. She stopped, looking at the backside of the tank with wide eyes.​

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. . . Was that large, gaping, ripped open hole there before? Surely it had been. Surely. ❝. . . Holy shit.❞ she breathed out, taking a step back.​

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Hay Sun left the warehouse, trying not to think about the tank. That had been an accident. A fluke. The metal had been weak, that's all. Right? She thought of the freaky shit Red pulled off yesterday against Sam. Right? Fluke.​

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She half-wished Cass had come with them, but then again, she half-wished she was at home. At school. Anywhere but Albany, New York. Maybe she could leave, go on her own personal road trip, really do what she told her dad she was doing. Would Red try and come find her, if she did leave? Probably, and that was kind of annoying.​

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IT WOULD BE A BAD IDEA FOR YOU TO TAKE LEAVE, HAY SUN WHITE. She looked up through one of the holes in the roof, the early sunlight barely pouring in. YOU ARE NOT YET POWERFUL ENOUGH TO PROTECT YOURSELF, AND CAN ONLY BE FORTUNATE SO MANY TIMES. EVENTUALLY, YOUR LUCK WILL RUN OUT, AND YOU WILL BE POWERLESS. IT IS YOUR DUTY, TO ME, TO STAY WITH XATHANAEL AND HONE YOUR ABILITIES. THEN, AND ONLY THEN, MAY YOU CONSIDER LEAVING.​

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The sooner, the better, then.​

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INDEED.​

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Quietly, Hay Sun made her way back to the hotel and found Red sitting on the steps, messing with that odd necklace of hers. ❝Is it my turn, today?❞ Hay Sun asked, hands shoved in her pockets.​

 

OOC: I'm skipping Tyson's work again. Mostly because I HAVE NO IDEA FOR WHAT TO DO WITH HIM! So yeah sorry less cop filler BS this time kiddes.
Tyson got home and place his badge and gun on the nightstand next to his door. He was sent home early because he was still not getting hardly any sleep, it was starting to take a toll. He could still do his job, but the higher ups thought it best be safe then sorry. As soon as he got in he opened his laptop up and checked his email. He had gotten quite a few hits from the dating sites he signed up for. He was still a little unsure about all this, but it would be worth it. As long as the Halo Patrol holds up their end.
Since he was stuck home and going through those emails would take a good two or three hours, yeah he was fire, he decided to get a little more comfortable. He took off his cloths and just put on some pajama bottoms. "Well I'm getting closer to my end of the deal, but in order to do this I still need my powers. At least I think I do. So what now? Do I just call her down or something?" Tyson asked himself as he looked at Hitch. "Might as well. So um Temeluchas, Temeluchas, get your pigeon winged ass down here!" Tyson called out. The craziness of all this really didn't matter to him at this point, be that him being the reincarnation of a angel or being sleep deprived.

 

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The air sizzled and popped as thick clouds rolled over head. There was a loud booming noise as thunder blared. Lightning cracked and the skies were plumed with smoke from a burning fire. Black mist twisted and coiled until a small brown-haired figure stood in front of Tyson. Her blue eye was dark and furious. Her forehead was creased with angered lines and she stood with her arms crossed.​

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The pigtails in her hair were a disheveled mess and dark bruise-like marks covered her throat and chest. The sweater she had been wearing was long gone and the button down top was only held together by one small white button just above where her naval should be. The bottom was tucked into her lopsided pleated skirt and the stockings were down by her ankles. Lu wore no shoes and tendrils of hair clung to her sweat dampened face.​

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"You have best got a pretty fucking good explanation for calling me, and in such a rude fucking manner." The bandage on her arm was completely unraveled and the one around her face was slipping as well. A large jagged scar peeked out the top of the bandage. "I outta slit your throat for talking to me like that." She pursed her lips and scowled.​

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Rain dripped down and her white top clung to her bare skin in an even more exposing manner.​

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Click. Click. Click. Heels echoed down the dark hall. Even the generator backup lights were out by now. There had been no power for days. Those poor children, stuck in school for so long. Did they even have food left? It's not like she really cared. It affected her not. The only thing that bothered her was being assigned to this stupid job. She was supposed to be elsewhere. Tsch. That piece of shit Temeluchas throwing a fit was obnoxious. So what if Zadkiel started insulting her, she needed to grow up.

She flipped her long white hair over her shoulder. Well, this could be fun. She kind of liked the idea of going undercover. That Adam boy looked seemed pretty obsessed with girls. It would be easier to work over Semyaza this way. Her pale lips turned up in a smile as she walked. The school blazer was long forgotten and instead of wearing those gross black pants, she traded them out for a dark skirt. The school was so dark that most people wouldn't notice, plus she could just glamour herself so they don't even notice her to begin with. The top two buttons were undone and the tie hung loosely around her throat.

There was light up ahead that could only come from a room filled with walled glass. Good. She had gone in the right direction. Harbonah rolled the skirt up so that more of her thighs were exposed. Mortal men were so easy. She ran her fingers through her long white hair and stepped into the greenhouse. The overwhelming aroma of flowers and plants permeated her nostrils. She walked through the rows of plants. Rain pelted the glass all around her. The repetitive sound was soothing in a way and towards the back she noticed a male figure sitting by himself. Good. What would be best? She had studied mortal women for a long time to ensure that she would be able to easily blend in. Hm. Ah. She had a good one.

The room was warm and muggy from the moisture. She rubbed her shoes against the floor and walked around a tall shrub so that she was approaching Adam from the side rather than behind. She flicked her wrist and a large hose was now in her path. There was a smug grin on her face as she stepped soundlessly. Pretending to trip, Harbonah landed clumsily in the boy's lap. Her face flushed red as she peered up at him through her white bangs looking bashful. ❝ I am sooo sorry, ❞ she apologized in a sweet voice. She blinked, her blue eyes gazing up at him. ❝ I must have missed that hose over there. ❞

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"Holy crap that worked? Well unholy crap in your case I guess." Tyson said as he got up off the couch. "What's wrong didn't have time to put your face?" Tyson asked with a bit of a smirk. "I called you to tell you that my end is going well I've already got some candidates lined up. And I was wondering if your still gonna hold up your end?" Tyson said as moved a arms length away. "I'm guessing I need a shirt on before you decide to have yourself a former angel sized manwich huh?" He said as walked towards his room, with his bare feet making little noise across the cool hard wood floor.
"Want a sandwich, a drink, or something? Help yourself. But leave my cat alone." Tyson said as he walked into his bedroom to get a shirt. Hitch was siting on the counter top hissing at Temeluchas.

 

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Friday, October 4, 2013 | Day 13: 2/5 | Music | Location: School​

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Adam was officially sick of this school. All of his friends were getting on his nerves and the professors only made it worse. They said how if the storm continues throughout the weekend they would still continue schooling on Monday whether they are in the building or not but he would have none of it. He had stood up in front of the teachers and outright refused and a couple of kids stirred up, then it got bad and some of the kids looked ready to murder, so he left on his own.​

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He didn't mind the greenhouse, the sounds the smells, the occasional lightning that would appear. He only wished he could have had Alana there with him. Right then he felt something land on his lap and he jumped for a moment, before he heard the voice and saw a girl looking up at him with beautiful blue eyes.​

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❝ I am sooo sorry, I must have missed that hose over there. ❞ ​

YES.​

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He looked at the girl for a second before he smiled at her and chuckled, "That is alright, I missed it the first time myself." He blinked for a second then he realized where she was and the position she was in and quickly tried to help her up, he scratched his head saying, "I've never seen you around before. Are you a newer student?"​

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 13 ⦙ 2/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ October 04, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Hay Sun ❖


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Hana was still looking at the compass when footsteps came down the hall and stopped in the stairwell. She glanced up to see Hay Sun standing over her. ❝ Is it my turn, today? ❞ Hay Sun asked, hands shoved in her pockets.​

Hana nodded once and returned the compass to hanging around her throat. It disappeared under her sweater and she brushed the hair out of her face with her fingers. ❝ If you want. It matters little who I fight with. Although, I do need to go to Philly today so I'll have to leave for about half the day. It'll take me about eight hours to go there and back in addition to what needs to be done. ❞ They were leaving soon. The drive couldn't wait. She just felt off about leaving most of them here at the hotel. ❝ Did you want to fight before or after? ❞

She mulled over the idea of fighting. If they were up for it, they could even practice without her, so long as no one got killed. That would definitely look bad. ❝ Or you guys could fight while I'm gone too, if you don't want to sit in the hotel or come with. I can't image many wanting to spend another eight hours in my tiny car. Plus, I'd rather not take everyone with to start. ❞ The Philadelphia storage locker had another vehicle in it. She could trade the broken Bug in for it along with the extra cash. Dealing in cash was just so much easier when you're trying not to be found.​

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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 13 ※ 2/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/02/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ HOTEL • ALBANY, NY​

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Red slipped on her strange necklace after giving a nod in quick reply. ❝. . . matters little who I fight with. Although, I do need to go to Philly today so I'll have to leave . . .❞​

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Hay Sun blinked in confusion. What was 'Philly'? She assumed it was a place. A city? Maybe someone's name? What an odd name. Philly . . . Cheese. Philadelphia Cheese? Philadelphia, Pennsylvania?​

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❝Did you want to fight before or after?❞​

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Hay Sun thought about it. The drive would be long, and she might not actually get the chance, but then Red suggested the fight among themselves, which also sounded okay, but wasn't really what she wanted. She shrugged. ❝It can wait until after. I would rather not fight anyone else.❞ She thought about the empty tank in the warehouse. ❝Kind of scared to hurt them.❞​

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Maybe Sam would be a good sparring partner? Eh.​

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She leaned up against the wall next to the stairwell, her hands still in her pockets. ❝What's in - ❞ What should she call it? Err. ❝- Philadelphia?❞​

 

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"Holy crap that worked? Well unholy crap in your case I guess." Tyson said as he got up off the couch. She glowered at him. "What's wrong, didn't have time to put your face?" Tyson asked with a bit of a smirk.

"My face is just fine," she snapped.

"I called you to tell you that my end is going well I've already got some candidates lined up. And I was wondering if you're still gonna hold up your end?" Tyson said as moved an arms length away.

"Of course I am. I have already taken care of it." Insolent mortals. Always acting like they're better.

"I'm guessing I need a shirt on before you decide to have yourself a former angel-sized Manwich, huh?" He said as walked towards his room, with his bare feet making little noise across the cool hard wood floor. Was that supposed to be a joke? She did not find it funny in the least bit. "Want a sandwich, a drink, or something? Help yourself. But leave my cat alone." Tyson said as he walked into his bedroom to get a shirt. The ugly creature was sitting on the counter top hissing at Temeluchas.

She rolled her eyes at it and waited for him to return in a shirt. Lu did little to fix her appearance. She could care less if she stood there exposed and disheveled. Her foot tapped lightly on the ground in annoyance. Her small wings had bandages clinging to them and she huffed when he returned. "I was in the middle of something when you called." she pointed out. "I have already arranged for your beloved's soul to be returned. She should be here soon. As for your end, I could care little whom you choose, but you'll need powers and I am unable to acquire yours at the moment. However, I can share mine with you, but only if you are willing." He had to be the one to decide. If Temeluchas forced him into doing it, then he wouldn't be corrupting himself and it would all fall apart. But, if he chose to take the wrong path, then it was solely about him. She stood waiting. The shirt still hung open down the middle and the wet fabric bothered her little. Black mist nipped at her ankles feeding off of her annoyance and frustration.

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Adam looked at the girl for a second before he smiled at her and chuckled, ❝ That is alright, I missed it the first time myself. ❞ He blinked for a second; then quickly tried to help her up. Adam scratched his head saying, ❝ I've never seen you around before. Are you a newer student? ❞

Harbonah smiled at him and cheerily and gave a quick thanks once she was on her feet. ❝ Something like that, ❞ she commented lightly, taking a seat beside him on the bench. She slid in extremely close to him and rested her hand lightly on his knee. ❝ I'm Bonnie, ❞ she told him. ❝ And you? ❞ Harbonah bat her dark lashes and nibbled on her lower lip as she looked up at him with her head cocked to the side in obvious interest. It was so easy to sway men like this -- especially boys. The hand that wasn't on his knee twirled her tie back and forth. She took a deep breath, puffing up her chest.

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Hay Sun leaned up against the wall next to the stairwell, her hands still in her pockets. ❝ What's in Philadelphia? ❞

Hana glanced up at her. ❝ One of my many storage units. I'm picking up some extra cash so that we can leave the states soon; along with a different car. ❞ She rose to her feet, grabbing the banister to pull her up. ❝ I should actually probably get going soon. It's still early so if I leave now I can get back with plenty of time left in the day. ❞ She hugged the sweater shirt close to the body. It would be nice if someone came with so the drive didn't seem so long, but she didn't really want to wake anyone to bother them with coming. She turned back to the hall. ❝ Shall we walk back? ❞
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"If it brings her back, then do your worst. I can take." Tyson said with conviction as he walked out of his bedroom with just a plain grey t-shirt on. "So you giving me a little bit of your own powers, what effects will it have on me? I'm a angel of light and your a angel of darkness, so will there be some kind of bad reaction or something?" Tyson asked as he slowly walked over to her. "What will happen to the woman I get pregnant and the baby? Also Jen will be back the way she was right?" Tyson asked the questions that had been racing in his head the most.

 

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Friday, October 4, 2013 | Day 13: 3/5 | Music | Location: School​

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❝ Something like that, ❞​

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Adam was a bit stunned by the touching of his knee because he wasn't used to a stranger doing that, but at the same time he didn't stop her. He was looking at her in the eyes as she spoke. He didn't even pay attention to the girl's choice of words.​

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❝ I'm Bonnie, And you? ❞​

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He was about to reply when the girl puffed up her chest and he found himself looking down at it for a brief second. ​

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Jesus. ​

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He quickly looked up back, looking at her eyes and spoke, "I-I'm Adam."​

 

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"If it brings her back, then do your worst. I can take." Tyson said with conviction as he walked out of his bedroom with just a plain grey t-shirt on.

Lu scoffed. Her hand covered her mouth in amusement.

"So you giving me a little bit of your own powers, what effects will it have on me? I'm a angel of light and your a angel of darkness, so will there be some kind of bad reaction or something?" he asked as he slowly walked over to her. "What will happen to the woman I get pregnant and the baby? Also Jen will be back the way she was right?"

"My, my, my. So inquisitive today. You didn't have so many questions the last time we met. I liked you far better then." she commented lightly. Temeluchas leaned forward, her face only inches from his. "Giving you some of my power will be like a jump start to get your powers going. You will become stronger and faster. The glamour will obey you. You can control the movement of objects and transport with the Darkness that stirs at my feet right now." She swooped her hand down, gesturing to the black mist.

Lu cocked her head to the side and tapped one talon-like nail lightly on his chest before taking a seat. "As for the women, they will die of course. Their pathetic mortal bodies will not be able to withstand the childbirth that comes with the Nephilim. They won't suffer for long though. It doesn't take nearly the same amount of time for a human baby to grow. We are stronger than them. More superior." She smiled at him and trailed her finger up and down the front of her shirt. "Your Jen will be just the way she was." Physically. Her mind will be another matter. Lu smirked at him mischievously . "Anything else you would like to know? Or, can I get to the getting and give you my blood?"

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Harbonah caught Adam glancing down at her chest. Oh this was far too easy. He quickly looked back up, making sure to direct his gaze on her eyes before speaking. ❝ I-I'm Adam. ❞ How cute.​

She smirked at him sweetly and rubbed her thumb against his kneecap. ❝ Well, it's a pleasure, to make your acquaintance Adam. ❞ she purred. Bonnie continued to bite her lip and the hand that wasn't on his knee tucked a lock of white hair behind her ear. ❝ Why are you all the way up in this muggy greenhouse while everyone else is in the gym and whatnot? I mean, not that I don't mind the privacy... ❞ She bat her lashes. Playing with mortal emotions was fun. Temeluchas was probably pissed that she was missing out. This was the sort of thing she excelled in. Well, if Harbonah had to grade herself, she felt like she was doing a pretty good job.​

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Men would do anything if you bat your lashes at them. They also liked helping and taking control. So, tripping and allowing him to tend to her afterwards was just simply something that was bound to catch his attention in a positive light. However, it definitely was too damned muggy in the greenhouse. The room needed to cool off a bit. As if on cue, the temperature seemed to drop about fifteen degrees. ❝ Oh, brr. Did you notice how cold it is in here? ❞ She rubbed her arms as if to keep warm and a crack of lighting cut through the sky above the glass.​

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She jumped as if in fear and practically landed sitting up in Adam's lap. Her arms wrapped around him for comfort and she buried her face in his chest. ❝ Oh no. This storm seems to be going on forever. I wish it would end, ❞ she spoke into his chest. ❝ Lightning is rather unpleasant. ❞ she confessed. Her head tilted up and she looked at him with bright scared blue eyes as she sat in his lap.​

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Friday, October 4, 2013 | Day 13: 3/5 | Music | Location: School​

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❝ Well, it's a pleasure, to make your acquaintance Adam.Why are you all the way up in this muggy greenhouse while everyone else is in the gym and whatnot? I mean, not that I don't mind the privacy... ❞​

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Adam was still smiling but he found this girl to be touchy... very touchy. He didn't truly mind it but the fact the girl was a stranger confused him. She must think I am good looking or something​

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"Teachers were talking about how even if we are still stuck in this building by Monday they would start up classes again, although we aren't in any condition to do so. I spoke up, and then everyone else did. It got loud fast. Didn't like it. So I pretty much started a rebellion and left for quiet."​

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After he stopped talking the temperature dropped fast and he shivered right as Bonnie spoke, ❝ Oh, brr. Did you notice how cold it is in here? ❞​

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"Yeah that was... fast."​

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Lightning crashed after a moment and Bonnie jumped onto his lap and buried her face in his chest. My god this girl is...​

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❝ Oh no. This storm seems to be going on forever. I wish it would end, Lightning is rather unpleasant. ❞​

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Adam shrugged as he found himself protecting her in his arms, "The lightning hasn't been that bad today. Just remember that you are more likely to win the lottery then get struck by it." He took one of his arms and knocked on the wooden bench and spoke, "And it makes a neat light show."​

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He looked down at Bonnie and saw her beautiful blue eyes looking at him scared. Damn it...​

 

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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 13 ※ 2/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/02/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ HOTEL • ALBANY, NY​

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❝One of my many storage units. I'm picking up some extra cash so that we can leave the States soon; along with a different car.❞​

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Leave the States, huh? That was too bad; there was so much she wanted to see. Maybe it would have to wait until all of this mayhem was over. How long was that again? Hay Sun didn't remember. ❝s'Gonna be a long drive.❞ she commented as Red stood. Did she want someone to come with her? Eh . . . An eight-hour drive front and back with only Red? That honestly didn't sound pleasant, and the two of them would probably try and kill each other at least once. Hay Sun decided to with hold her offer.​

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❝Shall we walk back?❞​

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She raised an eyebrow, and then shrugged, pushing off the wall to fall instep with Red.​

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The rest of them were probably going to spend the rest of the day bored as fuck. That was an annoying thought; she kind of figured that the 'end of the world' would be a more pressing matter. Maybe it was and she was missing the tension and the changes. ​

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If I matched up against Sam, would I win . . . ?​

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The thought almost made her feel like her life was actually becoming a shōnen manga or something. She shook her head and sighed. He had the height advantage over her, for sure. Maybe their levels of ruthlessness were pretty different too; considering what she knew about him, he was willing to actually try and kill her, while she just wanted to . . . Well, she could say she would be willing to kill, too.​

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Well, until it happened, Hay Sun guessed that she would have to wait and see.​

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❝How does one go about 'honing' their skills?❞ she asked, ❝I might be willing to try when you're away.❞​

 

Dante tended to sleep in, and today was no different. He was used to sleeping during the day due to the heat in Mexico, and it was hard to turn back to the day life. As he got ready for the day he kept looking at the other two sleeping angels. Samuel had a bad temper, which was clear from his fight with Hana yesterday. Shane hadn’t said much since Salgiel met him. It was a little strange to be around him since he was so quiet. Shrugging his shoulders, he nudged Shane with his foot while putting his shirt on.

“Hey, Sunshine, time to get up. The day is fading away and we don’t know what everyone’s plans are."

The angel picked up a pre-organized backpack full of stuff for hunting, including his collapsible bow – which he had specially made when he was twenty. The arrows almost didn’t fit when they were put together, but having steel tips that screwed on and off made things so much easier. He nudged the boy harder.

“Come on, we’re going hunting. You have half an hour, or I’m leaving alone.”

He walked out the door and shut it sort of hard, not caring if he woke Samuel up or not. As he turned he saw Hana and Hay Sun.

“Hey Hay Sun, Red Head, what are you two up to?”