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The world was black and darkened, but the vivid color still was clear...​

There was a man, who stood before a sea of corpses. Crimson red and black hair covered his eyes as the man rose one of his hands up towards his face. His long black fingers that were a sharp as knives rose up and the tip of his index finger touched his lips that had a fearful and sadistic smirk. As he stood among the sea of bodies there was only one thing he said...​

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"How pitiful"​

Eyes opened up immediately and Alistair glanced around the area, immediately taking in that the dream was over and that he was finally awoke. It took him quite the while to realize it, but soon enough a chuckle escaped lips as he rose from the seat he was sitting upon. Before getting himself ready for the new day, Alistair checked the news only to once again feel disappointed. It was dull and maybe he had to do something, but what exactly could he have done? Danel didn't give him much clue as to what to do next so there really was nothing he could do.​

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After a shower and having changed into some nice fresh clothes, Alistair sat by a desk and merely glanced down in boredom at a knife he held. He didn't know what it was about bladed objects, but he felt intrigued by them. He dealt with cutting up bodies and with the experience he had he knew how to cut the body up quite well. When he realize just how he was thinking about cutting up people, Alistair began to laugh "Heh...oh my...I find out about being an angel and here I am thinking about cutting up people" Alistair said​

 

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Adam shrugged. ❝ 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. ❞ His eyes met her scared looking ones and she gave him a timid smile.

Harbonah carefully slid off of Adam's lap so that she was sitting close beside him again. How easy would this be? It was way more fun then to just be all, ❛ You're a fallen angel and the Underworld needs you! ❜ How boring. Toying with emotions seemed more up her alley. Then, if he didn't like it, she could just destroy him. She wasn't the Angel of Annihilation for nothing. Another crack of lighting crossed the sky and the dark world lit up with light for just a moment in time. Within a heart beat it was gone. She bat her dark lashes and looked at Adam with her clear blue eyes. ❝ Do you... do you want to leave? It would be nice to get out of this stuffy school. I'm sure there's somewhere we could go nearby to take shelter from the storm. ❞ She could still do it here, but being in the school would risk the possibility of exposure.​

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

Hana stopped at looked at the short Asian girl. There was a blank confused look on her face and she tapped in chin in consideration. ❝ Ya' know, I never stopped to think about that. ❞ She probably sounded like an idiot. There was no doubt that Hay Sun/Puriel/Uriel would go without thinking so. ❝ It's just that I've never really had to think about it. I can still easily use my powers, but not to their full extent and too much use leaves me exhausted and more often than not, with a serious migraine. I think it's sort of about channeling what makes you strongest -- connecting to your base roots. Like for instance when you get really mad. Or when the Angel of Snow is surrounded by Winter, that sort of thing. Had Samuel become any more enraged yesterday, he probably would have done some serious damage to the warehouse and since I have yet to buy it, that would have been a bad thing. Trespassing is one thing, destruction of private property is another. ❞

She sighed and rubbed her temples. As they walked down the hall, nearing their room, footsteps came from in front of them and Hana looked up to see Dante headed in their direction. ❝ Hey Hay Sun, Red Head, what are you two up to? ❞

Not him too. Hana scowled. Why did everyone insist on calling her Red? Dante had been referring to her as Xathanael or Hana since he met her, but clearly spending too much time with Hay Sun and Samuel changed that. Augh. She groaned. ❝ We were just talking, ❞ she told him. ❝ I'm getting ready to leave and I'll be back this afternoon. Do you think you can contain yourself long enough until I get back? ❞​

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"Fine let's do this. As long as can do what I want I'm all yours, body, soul, and halo. Now get on with it little wings!" Tyson said with a bit of impatience in his voice. Tyson's whole body was shaking, almost telling him to not go through with it. But his mind was made up, and it take a lot more the a bad feeling to stop now. Tyson rolled up his sleeve a little bit, "So transfer your blood or whatever, and get on with it!" Tyson said as he held out his arm, readying for whatever was going to happen next

 

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"Fine let's do this. As long as can do what I want I'm all yours, body, soul, and halo. Now get on with it little wings!" Tyson said with a bit of impatience in his voice. He had no right to be impatient. He was the one that dragged her away from what she was doing. Tyson rolled up his sleeve a little bit, "So transfer your blood or whatever, and get on with it!" he said with his arm held out.

Lu pulled the bandage off her arm and let it fall to the floor. The large bite looked as fresh as it always did. It never seemed to heal. The bite beside it which she made just a few days ago, was almost entirely back to normal. Her white teeth turned jagged and sharp as they reformed into their incisors and canines. She smiled sinisterly and took a few steps forward, closing the distance. Her hands were pressed flat against his chest and she gave him a light shove, knocking Tyson off his feet. "Just remember what you asked for." The blue in her eye turned so dark it almost looked black. She straddled his waist and held him down firmly and gripped his wrist with all her might. She could see his hand turning white but cared little.

Temeluchas licked her upper lip and sunk her sharp teeth into his arm, enjoying the sweet taste of Archangel blood. The blood trickled down her chin and she pulled away. Crimson droplets splashed onto her chest and stained the white shirt she wore. Lu licked the blood off her lips and used her finger to wipe the rest of it, dropping it into her mouth. Delicious. She stared down at him hungrily before biting into her own arm for a moment. Lu broke skin and her thick sludge-like blood began to roll down her forearm. It dripped off her wrist and landed in his open wound.

There was a sizzling and smoke seeped out of Tyson's arm in a gray plume. She couldn't wait to taste more. Oh how delicious the blood was. She purred and licked her arm, stopping the blood flow. After a minute she bent down real low, brushing her chest against Tyson's, and licked his arm sealed as well. "So yummy."

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

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❝ Do you... do you want to leave? It would be nice to get out of this stuffy school. I'm sure there's somewhere we could go nearby to take shelter from the storm. ❞​

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Adam sighed and spoke, "I would love to get out of here but the storm is really bad outside..."​

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Adam looked back over at the girl still smiling. This time he was really looking her over but not so much inspection as it was curiosity. Her hair was white and her blue eyes shined more because of it. She was beautiful in his opinion, but something about her reminded him of Alana, but he quickly brushed it away.​

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"Do you know anywhere around that is close by. I... avoid the school area as much as I can."​

 

"That.....it? I've...had worse hickeys in high school!" Tyson huffed as he rubbed his arm. It hurt like a banshee but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction. He slowly began to rise up off the floor. "Was that really necessary? Wouldn't a needle have worked better?" Tyson grunted as he got up. "So what now? How long until I feel the effects?" Tyson asked as he continued to rub his arm.

 

Richard Carver:
{---Day 13 (3/5)---Date: October 4th, 2013---Location: Kristiansand, Norway (Richard's Apartment)---Mood: Unwilling ---Ooc: N/A}

Today Richard woke up with a headache. His dreams kept plaguing him, becoming more detailed and more like he was actually the person dying. He dragged himself out of bed and walked towards his medicine cabinet, pulling out something to relieve his pain. Once the pain started to subside, he started to think of what he should do for the day. After realizing it would be more of his same boring old, normal routine he decided to not do anything. He felt too tired and exhausted, despite only just waking up, to actually leave the house today. He went over to his phone and told Austin that he wasn't going to practice today because he felt sick. Not entirely a lie.

Afterwards he went to the fridge and pulled out his frozen waffles. After heating them up he sat down on his couch and flipped through the channels on his television. Despite eventually stopping on a channel he hardly paid any attention to the program that was running. Instead his thoughts just sort of mulled over his dreams and all the strange recent events. For some unexplainable he felt they were all, even if loosely, connected in some manner. Though despite this inkling he had no way of actually finding what these connections might be and it's not like anyone he knew could actually help him out with a problem like this. Regardless the thoughts still occupied his mind as he just lie there on his couch apathetically watching the television.

 

“We were just talking… Do you think you can contain yourself long enough until I get back?”

“Yeah, I’ll be plenty fine. I’m just going on a little hunting trip.”

The angel was pleased with the idea and gave out a semi-twisted smile. Hunting was one of the most exciting things for Salgiel. There was no other feeling that compared to stalking wild animals and being able to take them down. Plus, the group would have some fresh dinner for once. Eating out all the time started taking a toll on Dante’s energy and he found himself growing wearier with every passing day.

“It will be good to get back into the swing of stalking. Plus, the group can have a fresh meal for once. Having fast food all the time and being stuck in the car really puts a guy down.”

He turned to the Asian girl, “If you would like to join me, be my guest. The more the merrier. You’ll just have to pack some knives, extra clothes, snacks, Ziploc gallon bags, and whatever else you need. We may have to leave the trophies behind, such as the pelt or horns, if we catch a deer, and whatnot because we cannot tan them on the road. It will be an exciting experience nonetheless. Plus, you can have a little bit of target practice with my bow if you would like. I invited one of the guys also, but I’m not sure if he will get up or not. Well, no one likes to be kicked awake. Since Red wants us to train, also, you can train in the woods too. There is plenty of room.”

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 13 ⦙ 4/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ October 04, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Hay Sun//Dante ❖


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❝ Yeah, I’ll be plenty fine. I’m just going on a little hunting trip. ❞ Dante said with a twisted smile.

Hana choked on her saliva. ❝ You're what? ❞ she asked incredulously.

❝ It will be good to get back into the swing of stalking. Plus, the group can have a fresh meal for once. Having fast food all the time and being stuck in the car really puts a guy down. ❞ The swing of stalking? Why was he trying to be a good stalker? Maybe taking Dante was a bad idea...

Hana swallowed anxiously.

He turned to the Hay Sun, ❝ If you would like to join me, be my guest. The more the merrier. You’ll just have to pack some . . . . . . . . . you need. We may have to leave the trophies behind . . . . . . . . . because we cannot tan them on the road. It will be an exciting experience nonetheless. . . . . . . . . . the guys also, but I’m not sure if he will get up or not. Well, no one likes to be kicked awake. Since Red wants us to train, also, you can train in the woods . . . . . . . . . of room. ❞

Hana rubbed her face and looked over Dante sternly. ❝ Now hold it just a minute, ❞ she started with an annoyed tone, ❝ Where exactly do you expect to go hunting in New York? The only woods here are city owned that don't allow things such as hunting to go on. Plus, everything is city or residential and there are laws that regulate how far away you have to be from house, streets, power lines, and the like. I don't know what this talk of stalking is, but it makes you sound like some creepy predator and we already have one criminal. If you want to train you can go to the warehouse. I know Hay Sun was asking me about it before. ❞

She grabbed the doorknob of their room and slid the key card. ❝ I'm going to change and take Joslyn with me. I'll be back at 3 o' clock. Nobody kill anyone or do anything stupid. Honestly. ❞ She huffed out in annoyance and shut the door behind her.

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Adam sighed and spoke, ❝ I would love to get out of here but the storm is really bad outside... ❞ Adam looked back at her smiling face.

❝ You're not scared of a little rain, are you? ❞ she asked jokingly. Harbonah pat him lightly on the arm before rising to her feet.

❝ Do you know anywhere around that is close by. I... avoid the school area as much as I can. ❞​

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She looked at him thoughtfully. ❝ I'm not really from around the area. I just started during the storm. ❞ It wasn't technically a lie. It was just that she started right before walking in here and wasn't actually a student. She picked at her white hair and looked out into the darkness that was the storm. Black mist swirled at her ankles in the dim lighting and she kicked it away. ❝ It would be fun to get wet in the rain, ❞ she commented lightly.​

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

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❝ You're not scared of a little rain, are you? ❞​

"N-no."​

This is the same girl as the one afraid of the lightning a few minutes ago?​

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❝ I'm not really from around the area. I just started during the storm... It would be fun to get wet in the rain, ❞​

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Although he didn't know it yet, Bonnie had just won. He took a deep breath and recalled the abandoned textile factory not too far away that was used during the industrial revolution. Now there was an entire section of Carlisle catered just to industry.​

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He stood up next to her and spoke, "Do you mind running a couple of streets away from the school?"​

 

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"That.....it? I've...had worse hickeys in high school!" Tyson huffed as he rubbed his arm. He slowly began to rise up off the floor, but she kept her weight on his waist. "Was that really necessary? Wouldn't a needle have worked better?" Tyson grunted as he got up. "So what now? How long until I feel the effects?" Tyson asked as he continued to rub his arm.

Temeluchas scoffed. Insolent mortal. She pressed her elbow against his chest, forcing him back to the ground. "I can always make it hurt worse. The last person I shared my power with got a chunk of his arm torn off. Do not tempt me. I am the Angel of Torment for a reason." Lu spat in his face before rising to her feet, giving the spot on his arm where she bit him a good kick. "You'll feel them soon enough. Now you best get to your part. We don't have forever and I'm already growing bored of you." She pulled her shirt off, exposing her body, and used it to wipe off her face. Lu was such a messy eater. When her face felt dry, she slipped her arms back into the sleeves and began to button up the white blouse, tucking the ends back into her skirt. It was splotched with blood everywhere. New clothes would be a must.

"Is there anything else? I have somewhere to be and it isn't here." She crossed her arms and glared down at him from above. Her brunette bangs fell in her face and she bent down to pick up the bandaging that had fallen to the floor. Quickly, Lu wrapped her arm up and tightened the one on her face. Her wings twitched behind her back and she rolled her eyes, useless appendages.

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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 13 - 4/5 | DATE: October 4th, 2013, Friday | LOCATION: Hotel in Albany, NY

Sam woke up after what seemed like three days worth of sleeping. He checked the alarm clock on the night stand next to his bed and in red blinking numbers, it said it was around 6:00 A.M. A groan escaped him as he crawled out of bed and stretched his arms and back. His neck cracked as he tilted it from side to side. He grabbed a key from the table across from his bed and went outside of the room. Since it was a non-smoking room he was cooped up in, he had no choice but to smoke outside.

As he went outside, he saw Red talking to Hay Sun and the other that annoyed him just before Red came up to talk to him. He clenched his bandaged hand tightly as he continued to go out and have his little smoke. The moment the cigarette was lit, he drew in a quick breath and let out an unhealthy amount of smoke from his mouth. He leaned against the hotel wall and slumped down a little bit. Damn woman... He was still frustrated over what happened yesterday. The thing that got him the most was that she put away her sword. To even show it to him and then not even use it, it made him angry. Just thinking about it makes his blood boil a little.

He wanted to take his frustration out on something, but he had no idea what. For that matter, he didn't know if anyone would want to train with him after that whole thing yesterday. Bunch of pussies wouldn't want to mess with him. And that made him just a bit more angry. Nobody would have the balls to fight him. He took the cigarette from his mouth and rubbed his forehead a little, letting out a small frustrated grunt. The urge to destroy something welled up inside him.

 

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Adam stood up next to Harbonah and she smiled at him as he spoke, ❝ Do you mind running a couple of streets away from the school? ❞

There was a smirk on her face and she took his hand in hers. Accomplishment, that's what this feeling was. Oh how easy it is to trick a schoolboy. ❝ As long as you'll protect me from the lightning, I will brave the rain with you. ❞ She bit her lip and looked up at Adam with her bright blue eyes. ❝ Lead the way, ❞ she told him. Harbonah gave him a light pat on the back, pushing him forward and out of the greenhouse.

The black mist trailed behind her feet as they walked. It left a smoking path with every step. Slowly, the mist dispersed and scattered, heading in every which way. It would find its victims on its own. The population of the school may be localized to the gym, but there were bound to be stragglers like Adam hiding in the nooks of the building. What a nice looking school this way, too bad it couldn't stay that way.

❝ Do you think there will be someone watching the doors to make sure no one leaves? ❞ she whispered. Harbonah held onto Adam's arm, staying close. She stumbled twice [ on purpose ] and used that as a means to be so close to him.

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

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❝ As long as you'll protect me from the lightning, I will brave the rain with you. Lead the way, ❞​

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He lead her downstairs and was heading over to the door. The excitement of getting out of the school was filling him, along with excitement of having a girl at his arm. Sure it felt like something out of a movie but he was going to get him and her out of the building.​

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❝ Do you think there will be someone watching the doors to make sure no one leaves? ❞​

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Adam shook his head, "I don't believe so, if anything there might be kids there but that is all. Most wouldn't dare leave though and that's why the professors aren't bothering."​

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When he got to where the exit corridor was he stopped and peaked his head over, lightning flashed which allowed the room to brighten up. A couple was sitting in the dark snogging, too absorbed in each other to notice. He turned to her and whispered, "See? No problem at all."​

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He grabbed Bonnie's arm gently and then lead her over to the glass doors. He waited for the lightning to flash again before he ran out of the doors making sure he didn't lose Bonnie along the way. He covered his face from the wind blowing the rain at him and chuckled as he pulled her along the sidewalks of the street.​

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He yelled over the rain to her, "It shouldn't be long, we are already almost there."​

 

❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ Time Skipu~ ❖ WEARING ❖
❖ DAY ⟡ 13 ⦙ 4/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ October 04, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ Albany, NY [Hotel]//Philadelphia, PA [Storage Unit] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel ❖


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Hana had entered the room to see that Joslyn was still sleeping. She didn't blame her. It was only six in the morning. Instead of waking her, she decided to let the girl sleep. She changed quickly and didn't bother to say goodbye to the others out in the hall. Hopefully her words had gotten through to Dante because there was enough going on 'otherwordly' that she didn't need to deal with the human police as well. She walked out of the building and stopped at the sight of a man leaning against it in her peripheral. Hana turned slightly to see that it was Samuel. She coughed as a plume of smoke clouded her face and waved it away with her hand.​

She greeted him, surprised to see him awake so early, and decided to invite him to come with her. It was an even greater shock when he agreed to do so. Hana led him to her car, clutching the compass for support. Her backpack knocked against her back and she slid it off her shoulder when they got inside the small vehicle.
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Four hours later they were standing inside one of her many storage units. A single light bulb was hanging from the ceiling, casting strange shadows across the space. Hana had the trunk of her car open and was pulling supplies out of it. Her blue eyes settled on the station wagon inside the unit. It wasn't stylish, but it would provide them with the necessary room to ride comfortably and carry everything, at least until they left.

❝ Samuel, could you bring that box over here? ❞ She pointed to the one that had been set on the ground. ❝ I really appreciate you coming with, by the way. This would take a lot longer if I was doing it myself. ❞ Hana wiped the sweat off her brow and set a bag inside the trunk of the station wagon. Her bare feet pressed against the cool concrete floor as she made her way over to a large safe in the corner of the storage unit. There was a blanket in a pile on the floor before it from having pulled it off the safe. She twisted the dial until a clunk-click was hear and pulled down on the handle. The door opened and dust was kicked up into the air.

Hana coughed and swatted at the dust until it settled over everything. She reached inside the safe and pulled out a few bricks of cash that were tightly bound. Her backpack was slung off her shoulder and she opened the top, dropping four bricks of one hundred dollar bills inside before cinching it shut.​

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ FOCUSED ✖ DAY 13 ※ 4/5 ✖ DATE ※ 10/04/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ WAREHOUSE • ALBANY, NY
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With an unusual intensity, Hay Sun listened to Red's explanation of how to go about starting to utilize her so-called 'powers'. A little something clicked when she mentioned getting really mad, or when something that is associated with her is around. She often dreamt of fire. Did that have something to do with anything? Well . . .

Just as Red finished, someone else popped up, and Hay Sun couldn't recall his name, but he knew hers.

❝We were just talking. I'm getting ready to leave, and I'll be back this afternoon. Do you think you can contain yourself long enough until I get back?❞

The question wasn't directed at herself, but in her mind, . . . Well, I might raise a little hell. But it shouldn't be too bad.

At the mention of a hunting trip, she perked an eyebrow in curiosity. Hunting as in . . . deer? Hay Sun didn't have experience in the field, but she always wondered if she would be a decent sharp-shooter. Still, it didn't really seem like her bag. One of the guys . . . ? She wondered which it was.

She stole a glance at Red and it didn't seem like she was too content with the idea. Of course, she just had to express it, too. Hay Sun sighed exasperatedly, but then she mentioned the warehouse again, and Hay Sun felt that strong emotion. She wondered if there was any gasoline around . . . She felt for the lighter in her pocket. Hmm.

❝I'm going to change and take Joslyn with me. I'll be back at 3 o' clock. Nobody kill anyone or do anything stupid. Honestly.❞

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Hay Sun had changed into clothing better suited for exercising. She didn't want to go anywhere with anyone today. It was just her, and . . . her trying to tap into these powers. She glanced over at the empty tank she had destroyed earlier and tried to grasp onto the intense feeling that had violently circuited through her at the time. There was little luck.

What had she even been angry about, again?

Well, anyway. She began to move fluidly throughout the small and slightly secluded area of the warehouse that she had chosen and focused on various balancing poses and stretches. Find your center . . . She inhaled a deep breath. Suddenly, she slammed her left foot down in a swift lunge and propelled her left fist forward. A small dash of energy shot through the forwarded body parts but nothing out of the ordinary happened.

She quickly retreated into herself, trying to focus once more. Connecting to your roots . . . She thought of all the times her friends had told her about her quick and fiery personality. That had always been a part of her, hadn't it? Her temper . . . That had taken root at a very young age.

Reaching into her shorts' pocket, she felt for the lighter, and then flicked it to emit a small flame. ❝I wonder . . .❞ she murmured.​

 

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Adam shook his head, ❝ I don't believe so, if anything there might be kids there but that is all. Most wouldn't dare leave though and that's why the professors aren't bothering. ❞​

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Harbonah nodded her head as if it mattered any to her. She could have gotten them out easily enough without him even realizing.​

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When they got to the main entrance, Adam stopped and peeked his head around the corner. Lightning flashed and she gave a small start, grabbing his arm tighter while he looked. He turned to her and whispered, ❝ See? No problem at all. ❞ She nodded and they made their way down the hall. A couple sat there making out and she scoffed internally. Humans looked so stupid doing things like that. He grabbed Bonnie's arm gently and then lead her over to the glass doors. Adam waited for the lightning to flash again before he ran out of the doors.​

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She followed after and Adam made sure he didn't lose Bonnie along the way -- not that he actually could, but hey, he didn't know that. He covered his face from the wind blowing the rain at him and chuckled as he pulled her along the sidewalks of the street. She was completely drenched from head to toe. He obviously was too. Even with her great angelic eyesight, the rain made it difficult to see. Harbonah held her hand over her eyes like a visor to shield them, but it did little. Her hand was slick against Adam's as he dragged her along, water seeping between their fingers.​

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He yelled over the rain to her, ❝ It shouldn't be long, we are already almost there. ❞​

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That was good. This rain was annoying. However, it would make things easier. People liked to not be soaking wet, which meant taking off their clothes to dry. This was a good idea. He was playing right into her hand. She wanted to laugh, loud and full of life. But, that would doubtlessly cause some unwanted attention. He had to be wary of her, at least a little bit.​

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When they reached the factory, she let him open the door for her and took immediate shelter from the rain. Harbonah clapped her hands together enthusiastically. ❝ That was so much fun! ❞ she giggled. ❝ Aside from the lightning... ❞ Her sopping wet clothes dripped puddles on the floor and she kicked off her shoes. Getting down on bended knee, she peeled off her stockings which seemed to cling to her legs. The floor was cool. The whole place was actually kind of cold. The rain plinked loudly against the metal exterior. She stood up and shimmied her tie loose, lifting up and over her head. Her white hair fell in sheets against her back. She wrong it out and braided it over her shoulder so that it wouldn't be a nuisance. It was fairly dark in the textile factory. She glanced over at Adam's shadowy figure. ❝ You don't mind if I take my shirt off do you? I'd rather not get sick and it's awfully soaked... ❞​

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

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When they had gotten to the factory he really wished his phone wasn't dead. It had a flashlight, but he couldn't charge his phone for so long to the point it no longer worked. Which sucked, what if something happened and he needed to call an emergency line, they still had to respond somehow if he called, but nope. Probably didn't help that phone-lines probably weren't working either.​

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❝ That was so much fun! Aside from the lightning... ❞​

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Adam at that moment had taken off his shirt to have it dry because it was soaked, then he heard Bonnie speak.​

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❝ You don't mind if I take my shirt off do you? I'd rather not get sick and it's awfully soaked... ❞​

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Adam looked over at her and so many thoughts ran through his head to the point he tried to put on a straight face and said, "No not at all, go ahead..." he then looked away to give her privacy, although he wanted to keep watching, but he wasn't sure how she'd take it if he watched her.​

 

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HE STOOD IN A SHADOWY CORNER OF THE WAREHOUSE, WATCHING. THE SHADOWS MIXED WITH THE GLAMOUR EASILY DISGUISED HIM. HE COULDN'T TALK TO HER, ONLY WATCH. PLUS, SHE WOULD PROBABLY BE TO PISSED TO TALK TO HIM ANYWAY, HOWEVER, THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT SHE NEEDED TO GET HERSELF GOING. HE HAD THOROUGHLY INSPECTED THE HOLE IN THE SHE LEFT EARLIER IN THE MORNING. IT WAS QUITE IMPRESSIVE GIVEN HOW UNDERDEVELOPED SHE WAS. GRANTED, HE HAD SEEN HER POWER SURGE JUST A FEW DAYS PRIOR BACK IN HER HOME. HE SIGHED SOFTLY, CREATING A LIGHT BREEZE JUST STRONG ENOUGH TO BLOW OUT THE FLAME OF HER LIGHTER. A FEW MORE GOES AT THAT AND SHE WOULD BE PRETTY PISSED OFF. HE WATCHED EACH ATTEMPT TO RELIGHT IT. HE WAS RIGHT. HE LAUGHED QUIETLY TO HIMSELF. IF SHE SAW HIS FACE, WOULD SHE INSTANTLY BECOME ANGRY ENOUGH TO PUT A MATCHING HOLE IN HIM? PROBABLY. THERE WAS A SAD SMILE ON HIS LIPS.

FREEZE.

HIS PALE GOLDEN EYES WIDENED WHEN HE WATCHED HAY SUN STOP MOVING. HE LOOKED AROUND, BECOMING IMMEDIATELY EXPOSED. "WHO'S THERE?" HE CALLED OUT. HE DIDN'T CAUSE HAY SUN TO FREEZE, SO WHO DID?

"What are you doing Ariel? You were so caught up in Uriel's antics that you didn't even sense me coming?" THAT VOICE.

HE SPUN AROUND TO SEE GABRIEL STANDING BEHIND HIM. "WHAT DOES IT MATTER TO YOU? DID YOU COME HERE TO SCOLD ME AND DRAG ME BACK?"

SHE SHOOK HER HEAD LIKE SHE WAS TALKING TO A CHILD. "You know I would never do that. We have both broken similar rules, with mine not being quite as extreme. Look at yourself. Jehoel is missing and now you are risking your own safety by lingering here. I'm not going to force you to come back, but I am going to recommend it. If you want to help her, you would do a lot more good with the rest of us rather than running around down here waiting to be caught. You'll lose your wings at this ra -- "

"MAYBE I WANT TO! DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT?" AGAIN SHE SHOOK HER HEAD. GABRIEL WAS REALLY STARTING TO PISS HIM OFF, AND HE RARELY GOT ANGRY. BEING LEVELHEADED AND KINDHEARTED WAS JUST WHO HE WAS.

"Do you really think that will make her forgive you? Wouldn't she just be more angry that way? Think clearly Ariel. You'll understand." GABRIEL FADED AWAY.

HE WATCHED AS THE FELLOW ARCHANGEL DISAPPEARED, LEAVING HIM EXPOSED WITH A RAPIDLY UNFREEZING HAY SUN. ARIEL SWALLOWED AND QUICKLY MASKED HIMSELF. HE KNEW GABRIEL WAS RIGHT, BUT IT DIDN'T CHANGE ANYTHING. HE WANTED TO HELP. HE WANTED TO HELP HER. LOSING HIS WINGS WOULDN'T HELP. SHE WOULD NEVER LET HIM NEAR HER. BUT, STAYING LIKE THIS KEPT HIM AWAY AS WELL. I WISH YOU WOULD REMEMBER. HE SIGHED OUTWARDLY THIS TIME AND TOOK SILENT GLIDING STEPS TO HER.

ARIEL STOPPED BEHIND HER, WATCHING AS SHE LIGHT HER LIGHTER ONE MORE TIME IN CLEAR ANNOYANCE. HE PULLED HER BACK, INTO HIS ARMS, NOT REMOVING THE GLAMOUR AND HELD HER BACK TO HIS CHEST FOR JUST A MOMENT. HIS MOUTH LOWERED TO HER EAR AND WHISPERED TO HER SOFTLY BEFORE DISAPPEARING AS WELL.

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