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DAY 27​

Friday, October 18th, 2013​

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Richard woke up that morning feeling fairly odd. Refreshed might be the correct word to use but he felt better than just the way he had the previous day before. It was as if he had become aware of something inside of him that had always been there, but never really there. It was definitely odd. Regardless he had gotten up bright and early and ready to go. Why was he actually willing to be active you odd questioning reader you? It was basically because he had a challenge he was looking forward to. Sure the fist fighting sucked really badly but the super intense fencing match that was actually a legitimate challenge was good enough to make up for it. Not to mention he'd give anything to wipe that smarmy asshat's conceited attitude off his face.

With all of that out of the way Richard decided to go to his warehouse with a few more preparations than usual. He ended up bringing five sabers with him this time and around ten water bottles. One could never be too prepared for dehydration and accidentally destroying his blades was also a distinct possibility. After getting fully prepped he made it to the warehouse and stepped, not surprised at all to see his mysterious foe there. "Well hello, glad you could make it today. I know what with the weather being beautiful and all you'd probably enjoy spending your day outside and doing outside things...but then I remember you're Richard."

"Whatever, let's just get on with this then." Richard got into his en garde positions, not really wanting to deal with this man's attitude. He just got into en garde as well, smirk on his face and magic wand saber drawn.

Bout 3-1​

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Richard bolted off the line, faster than normal, with some mist covering his saber going right after his opponent. The two of them met in the center and both of their blades locked. It was clear that the mystery man still had more physical strength than Richard could ever hope to get to, he quickly backed out of there.The mystery man seemed to not be able to expect this and just sort of leaned forward a bit as Richard backed off. Once he was far enough back, he advanced in for a lunge about to hit the man. However the man somehow ended up reacting fast enough to parry the blade away with minimal effort. With that done he did a simple riposte and slashed through Richard. With that done he disappeared in his usual fashion and round one was already over. But hey, things were just getting started. And who knows, (cause i certainly don't) how long this will go on for.​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 27 ⦙ 1/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ October 18, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Rome [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖​

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Hana was up and ready to go. She was too antsy to sit in Rome for another second. It was driving her bonkers. The city that always filled her with bad memories needed to be long forgotten. She tapped Luria on her open palm down in the lobby. She was rather impatient at the moment. How long before they could leave? It didn't seem like anyone was really even up yet. The only other person in the lobby was the young Italian front desk worker, and he seemed rather preoccupied. That was fortunate. Hana hadn't even realized that every time Luria made contact with her hand, sparks flew. They weren't large or anything, but if someone looked, they would have been noticeable.

She took a deep breath. Her foot tapped on the tile floor and blue eyes jumped from wall to wall. She needed something to take her mind off things. It would be better if they could just get on the plane. Plane. Planes had her a little nervous at the moment. After what happened to the last one, she wasn't really a fan of the idea of flying -- which left her rather empty inside. Flying wasn't supposed to be scary. She loved flying and longed to feel what it was like just one more time.

When she checked the internet the night before, she had found out the length of time spent in the air from Rome to London would be about two hours. The only problem, was that they had no idea where to go once they landed back in England. Who was the other angel, and where were they located? There was too much going through her mind in order to calm down. She hopped to her feet and began to pace in circles. Maybe it would be good to go back upstairs. She should wake the others so that they can leave, but then again, she wasn't in charge right now. They were getting to London because of Jun Tae, not her. They also had these hotel rooms because of Jun Tae, not her. It made Hana feel useless, something she wasn't accustomed to. She didn't even know how Joslyn was doing! How could she forget to ask about that when they had spoken those two times on the phone?

This is ridiculous. She flew up the stairs ( not literally ) and came to a stop in front of the room that the siblings were sharing. The idea of waking Leo kind of scared her. Hana had only done that one time before, and it did not end well. She bit her lip and wrapped the hand holding Luria into a fist. The wand stuck out both ends and hummed with life. The sparkling white of her partner seemed brighter than usual. Her hand was held up, less than an inch from the door and she fought with herself over whether or not to knock. Eventually, she gave in. There was a light rapping on the door before she unclenched her hand and rolled Luria around between her palms.

She wanted to go.

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BOUT 3-2​

The mystery man reappeared in his usual plume of white mist. He was standing there staring down Richard and said, "man aren't you getting a little serious for round one?"
Richard didn't respond to the comment acting like it wasn't even spoken. However the mist on Richard's blade grew even thicker than before. Richard was always serious. And he was going to show this man that just simply using this power wasn't going to leave him drained and out cold like it had before. Richard took his en garde stance and the mystery man followed suit.

Right off the bat Richard took three steps forward and went into a lunge. The mystery man stood there for the first two advances and then immediately sped back before Richard had lunged. When Richard had finally missed the attack, he started retreating back as fast as he could only for the man to give chase to him immediately. The man went for a lunge and Richard attempted to parry it. Though as per the usual, Richard wasn't fast enough to completely block the blade and as such was run through by it.

With that round over with, the mystery man disappeared from Richard. Not entirely knowing how he was going to do it, Richard continued to resole of getting just one touch off on his opponent right now. While it seemed like a really insignificant goal, it would at least show the man wasn't invincible, and that's all Richard needed to be able to bring this man off his pedestal he held himself so high on. As a show of this resolve, Richard's blade's mist started condensing giving it a more refined look and mist started lightly coating his body.

 

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BOUT 3-3​

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It was now time for the next round to start. The mystery man reappeared his usual distance away from Richard. "Ya know I told you, that only I can beat me. So what's got you so determined to win?" He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "I mean you haven't even gotten a single touch off on me Ricardo mah boy. So what's got you going if you know you'll only lose?"

Richard just glared at his opponent for what he just said. "Hey, don't you think it'd be a pretty boring sport if you never fought anyone undoubtedly stronger than yourself? Even if I lose now that just means I'll get stronger for the next round. However," Richard sighed a bit and his condensed mist over his blade started to ignite, until his entire blade was coated in white fire. "That's only if I give it my all when such an opponent does come along." With Richard's resolve shown to the man he took and en garde stance ready to go. The mystery man simply had a large smirk on his face and got into his own en garde.

This time the man started bolting out in a relentless advance and Richard went into an immediate retreat, knowing he couldn't beat the man in a battle of speed. Though this time the man did something odd in his assault. He feinted right and followed up with something that more resembled a cut then an actual fencing attack. However Richard was still able to see through the feint and parry the blade just in time. Richard then went in with a riposte to take down this mystery man.

The mystery man wasn't effected by this parry at all though. He was able to quickly recover from his deflected attack and brought his blade up to parry Richard's. With Richard's attack fully neutralized the man went in for a riposte against Richard and ended the round between them.

 

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BOUT 3-4​

The mist started growing thicker around Richard's body and completely coated him. The familiar plume of white mist shot out and out came the mystery man once more. He was smirking still. In fact he's been smirking a lot more than in comparison to their first bout. Back then he was just bored and had quite the look of condescension on him. And it's not like the results were changing any. Regardless of Richard's perceptions of the this odd man he was still going to kick his ass in this bout. Richard got into his en garde position and of course the mystery man did the same, both fencers ready to go now.

The two took a few advances forward right off the line. The mystery opponent went in for a lunge, clearly attempting to the match quickly (like saber bouts should be) However Richard stopped and retreated away from his opponent causing the mystery man to miss his attack. With his white flame saber Richard went in for a lunge against his now overextended opponent, but just as in their first round of this bout, the man brought his blade up to parry against the oncoming attack. However Richard was expecting something like this and as such quickly changed the course of his attack. Rather than coming from over head it was now coming in from underneath. With blade this close it was going to be Richard's win for sure.

Unfortunately, the man was still too good for this. He quickly slammed his own blade down and on top of Richard's, deflecting it completely. Richard knew this man was ludicrously strong and fast and had seen many examples of it before, but he was still caught completely off guard by this. The blade was so close to connecting with the man and yet he was still able to properly react and execute said reaction in such a short frame of time. With the blade deflected, the man riposted Richard and ended the round.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 27 - 1/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Luxurious Hotel in Stevanger, Norway

Joslyn woke up as the sunlight filtered into the room, forcing herself upright. A yawn escaped her as she stretched out her arms. The day before hadn't been very fruitful, since they were unable to convince Henrik to go with them. This was more because none of them had been exactly convincing, especially with Sam and Alistair getting into a fight right in front of the man's house. Not the best first impression anyone could leave. As she got out of bed, she heard a knock at the door. Oh, it must be Room Service with Breakfast. Opening the door confirmed her thoughts.

After enjoying her breakfast, she sat idly on her bed as she flipped through the channels on TV.

"Heeeeeeeeey~ Are we going to do anything fun tooooodaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy~?"

"I don't know."

"Iiiiiiiiit~ was fun watching the skinny guy duke it out with the big guy. Even if it was for a short whiiiiiiillllleeee~."

"It was. I wished it would've gone longer. Sam would've destroyed him~"

"Uuuuuuuuuuugggghhhh~ keep your orgasms to your self, pllllleeeeeaaaaassssseeeee~."

"And you keep your stupidity to your self, dick for brains!"

"Weeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllll~ quit gawking at that guy's muscles, biiiiiiiiiiiiiitchfiiiiinnggeeeeeeerrrrrssss~!" Amidst their bickering, Joslyn decided to go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. She had hoped that during all of their quarreling, Victor wouldn't notice and she could hopefully get through it unnoticed. It was one of the quicker showers that she has taken in her life. Her plan seemed to have worked since they were still going at it as she dried herself off. After putting her clothes on again, she wrapped the towel around her hair and left it as she continued to watch TV.

It was a few minutes before someone commented on it. "Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh~, since when did you have that towel on your heeeeeaaaaaaaaad~?"

"I took a shower while you guys were fighting."

"WHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT~!?'

"Well, looks like you didn't get to take your look, dipshit~"

"Shuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut~ up, this is your faaaaaaauuuuuulllllllllt~!" They went at it again. Joslyn simply sighed as her eyes remained focused on the screen.

 

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BOUT 3-5​

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The mystery man did his usual disappearing act leaving Richard just standing there in disbelief at what had just happened. Had that man been just holding back this entire time? Was he really so much stronger than no matter what Richard did he'd lose? Well of course he was, and that's what made him a great opponent right now. "After all, it's better if I can't win," Richard muttered under his breath. He took his en garde stance and decided that he was going to lose this bout. But before then he'd do everything in his power to make it difficult for his opponent to win again. As such with this idea in his head, Richard's body started to go on fire a bit, the ends of his hair even turning white. The flame on his saber started burning even brighter and more powerful than they had before. The man reappeared to see his flaming opponent and decided he should put on a bit of a show as well. The man ignited his saber making it burn even brighter than Richard's. He took his en garde stance ready to end it.

The both of them blasted off the line and blade locked in the center. Richard was of course struggling to keep his blade there while the man's arm was simply just staying still. Eventually the man pushed Richard's blade away and went in for a final attack. However, Richard was able to bring his blade back in close and parry the man's away. With that out of the way Richard went in for a riposte to take down his opponent, only his opponent was able to react in time and completely parry the riposte away, ending the bout with a riposte of his own.

With the bout over Richard's flames started disappearing and he was huffing, sweat beading off his face. "Yo Richard, take a break now and be back here in a few hours, so you can eat or something, and bring with you your old grand pappy's officer saber from the good old days. That thing will probably last longer than any of your flimsy pieces of metal that you call "blades" will." He pointed at the now disintegrated saber blade that Richard was holding. Richard wasn't too keen on bringing something that his father had given him as a gift that originally belonged to his Grandfather as a practice tool, but he went along with it anyway. Perhaps if he could use something that could hold his flames for longer it would help him get even stronger and help him in his quest to be stronger than this mysterious fencing man.

 

Brandon woke up that morning feeling absolutely ecstatic and raring to go. Yesterday's little info dump/catch up was just what the boy needed to motivate his spirits in their ever ongoing quest to stop the big bads. He burst out of the covers and took a look at the hotel room he was in. There really wasn't much to do in hotels, ever, and despite the niceness of the one they were staying in, it was still just as boring as the rest. Though hopefully today would entail some very awesome adventures like yesterday's stowaway mission on Lion's plane. Man that sure was a good deal of fun. Regardless of his boredom he tried to do something. He figured either Lion or Xana would come a knock knock knocking on his door when it was time to leave. So he decided to stay in his room for now until said sign from the higher ups came.

How did the boy pass the time? Why with Tennis of course. He bounced the ball off the floor for a bit and then just started hitting it all over the place. Really it was a miracle that nothing shattered while he was doing this. Eventually though, this became dull for there was so little space to actually play tennis in, and the space itself wasn't the greatest for it. So after he stopped he just sort of held the ball in his hand until thinking of doing something. He looked at the ball and tried to get something to happen to it. Suddenly electricity was coursing all over the tennis ball and coming from Brandon's hand. This was so kickass it wasn't even funny. Especially when after doing this for a bit Brandon got hit by a splitting headache out of nowhere. He sat there, rubbing his head, figuring that that was enough time with lightning powers. He decided to go outside his room and maybe check what was in the rest of this hotel. As soon as he opened the door though, he saw Xana just sort of standing there outside the door to the next room over. She looked incredibly nervous about...well something. "Yo, good morning. So um, you doing alright there?"

 

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Friday, October 18th, 2013 | Day 27: 2/4 | Music | Location: --- | ooc:​

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Adam had been sleeping restlessly most of the night, and when he woke up and saw light in the sky, he decided it was best to just get up. He was still sore as ever but he was definitely way more used to it. He got himself out of bed, got himself dressed, and went into the living room. Just as he was about to sit down he heard rain start to downpour and he quickly changed direction and headed outside.​

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It hadn't rained since the electrical storm, at least where he was. And he was missing a regular rain shower anyway. Even if the rain was cold because it was the fall. He stood there for a few minutes in the rain just letting the rain just fall and soak him to the bone. He didn't really care.​

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Finally he decided to walk a little bit away from the house and looked up at the sky and watched as the darker rain clouds passed in the sky. After not too long the rain stopped pouring and turned into a sprinkle. Adam felt his hand go a little numb, but ignored it and started walking back to the house.​

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When he reached for the door handle, he saw why his hand was numb. It wasn't quite the black mist that Bonnie was able to control, it was instead something grey, and although it looked like the mist, he wasn't entirely sure what it was. This had started popping up a day or so before during training, so he knew he could use it to manipulate things, but he wasn't sure the extent yet.​

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Adam went inside his house and walked a few feet from the door and used the grey mist just to shut the door. It probably looked dumb from another's perspective but at least he was attempting to use the power.​

 

Not too long after the morning sun rose Shane had gotten up this time instead of sleeping for most of the morning. There was a quick yawn before he made his way off the bed. Normally at a time like this he probably would've gone right back to sleep, but this time he went ahead and got off the but. He wasn't planning on sleeping in bed all day.

When that was all said and done, he came up with a fresh pair of clothes. As of right now he didn't feel like nor had plans of doing something, but he didn't know how long that would be the case. So in the meantime he decided to watch some t.v, maybe there was something that would peak his interest.

His sitting down was short lived when there was a knocking on the door. Since he wasn't expecting anyone, he was curious as to who it was. Upon opening the door, he saw that it was room service with some breakfast. Sure he wasn't expecting this, but why would he turn down some food.

 

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Bonnie appeared from around the corner in time to hear the door shut. She eyed Adam skeptically and shook her head. ❝ It's about time you came back. I was just getting ready to go look for you. ❞ She snapped a fingers and a towel took shape in her hand. ❝ You're awfully wet. ❞ she noted. Harbonah walked over to him and set the towel over his shoulders. ❝ You should dry off before you get sick. ❞ Her tone was filled with concern, yet laced with undeniable commandment. The last thing she needed was for him to get sick. That would do them little good.


She took a seat in a nearby chair and sighed. With every day they trained, Adam's powers grew stronger. She could see it, even when he was trying to hide it. This would not due. She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and smiled up at him warmly. Bonnie had decided to braid her long white hair over her shoulder today and was now twirling it up into a braided bun. ❝ How about we take the day off of training. Hm? We could do something you would like. How does that sound? ❞ She had been politely bossing him around since day one, and the Angel of Infamous Rebellion would only do what he was told for so long. She couldn't push her luck or he would start acting out towards her as well.

Harbonah hopped to her feet and glided smoothly over to him. she hooked her hands together around his neck and lifted her chin to meet his golden gaze. ❝ What would you like to do today? ❞ There was a playful smirk on her lips and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. ❝ It can be anything at all really. ❞

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Friday, October 18th, 2013 | Day 27: 2/4 | Music | Location: --- | ooc:​

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❝ It's about time you came back. I was just getting ready to go look for you. ❞​

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He felt a towel wrapped around him and looked over at Bonnie as she said, ❝ You're awfully wet. You should dry off before you get sick. ❞​

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Adam really didn't think he was going to get sick and just took the towel to dry his hair and spoke, "I'll be fine, it isn't that cold out..."​

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He watched her take a seat in a nearby chair and he put the towel around his shoulders just to hold it there,​

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❝ How about we take the day off of training. Hm? We could do something you would like. How does that sound? ❞​

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He was a little bit shocked to hear that, but at the same time he wasn't. In fact a day off didn't sound at all like a bad idea. No need to really overwork. Bonnie jumped up off the chair and glided over to him and kissed him on the cheek,❝ What would you like to do today? It can be anything at all really. ❞​

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"Um..." he looked away from her to think about it. It wasn't that it was hard to think of anything to do, it was just hard to think of a specific thing that didn't seem ridiculous. He looked back over at her and into her blue eyes and chuckled slightly, "How about a movie or something?" He looked down at this clothes and spoke, "After I change first..."​

 

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Friday, October 18th, 2013 | Day 27: 2/4 | Music | Location: --- | ooc:​

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They did end up going to the cinema, but Adam couldn't focus on the movie. Bonnie kept doing the general actions he would usually fall for, but it wasn't working for him today. There was something about being hounded that was bugging him that day. Well, not so much that he was being hounded because he wasn't running from her or anything. But the fact that she was going to go look for him outside when he was out of his house for like, 10 minutes maybe. It was starting to bug him.​

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Do you wanna test this?​

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The first movie was an action movie that he enjoyed mostly, but the 2nd was a really terrible romantic comedy that was getting on his nerves. In the scenes that were trying to be generally heartbreaking he tried to hold back laughter. At another point, Bonnie kissed him again on the cheek, and the irritation grew again.​

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Do you really, want to test this?​

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He eventually stopped focusing on the movie even though he was clearly watching the screen.​

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Do you really think she gives a damn, clearly this was an act before and you are letting her lead you on. You have done this act with girls before stop being so damn weak and take a risk for once.​

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Adam focused on the movie again just in time for a genuinely good joke the movie actually managed to deliver. So he laughed.​

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You aren't taking a risk you are being a baby.​

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Adam stood up and looked at Bonnie and spoke, "I'll be back, I'm just heading to the bathroom."​

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Good boy, now just go.​

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Adam walked out of the theater and looked over at the bathroom and walked towards it.​

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Stop being so god damn submissive.​

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Adam stopped walking towards the bathroom and looked over towards the exit of the cinema. He looked over at the theater again, then walked out the exit. He put up the hood of his sweatshirt because it was still raining and started walking slowly.​

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Pick up the pace pretty boy.​

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Adam walked a step and felt his legs go numb and he felt like he almost glided down the street for a moment before he grabbed onto a street pole when he almost fell and lost balance. He watched as his feet went back to normal. It was the grey mist-like thing again.​

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Adda boy.​

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He tried to turn his head to look back at the theater but then stopped before he successfully did so.​

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Damn, you are whipped. She's got you on a leash. And she has done jack **** to deserve it. Except be a good actress.​

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Adam felt himself start running off from the cinema until he couldn't see it anymore and kept periodically turning his head.​

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You think she's gonna catch you. You probably aren't wrong. This is Harbonah after all. ​

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Adam shook his head and whispered to himself as he stopped himself from running and just kept up a walking speed, "Shut up."​

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Telling yourself to shut up... how classy.​

 

"Mama...where are you"​

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"she abandoned you..."​

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"its cold..."​

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"Its because you never felt her warmth"​

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"Why?"​

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"Because she never loved you..."​

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"Why did she leave me...why did I never gain her love?"​

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"Because you were a tool...a mistake..."​

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""Tool? Mistake?"​

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"She never wanted you...but she looked to her future...she selfishly decided to raise you so that she could use you to get what she wanted..."​

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"Then why? why did mama leave me?"​

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"Because she deemed you useless....trash that deserve to be thrown away..."​

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"....I see...these women are scum...these women are hateful and sinful creatures...they toss us aside...never once showing us love...these whores that sell their body...I must act..." ​

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"What will you do?"​

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"I will cleanse London of these filth...I do it not for myself...but for the others that were thrown away...I do it so that those poor souls will not be born into this corrupt world...and so they will never go through what I did...Mama...your first..."​

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Eyes opened up as quick as possible as the aristocrat rose up and began to pant. He was sweating and he merely placed his hand through his red hair as he began to pant softly. He continued to pant but his eyes glanced down at his arm and his eyes instantly widened in shock. "What...the..." Alistair silently muttered as he stared at his arms. All sorts of blades were popping straight out of his body. It was strange....these blades that had grown from his bone and pierced his flesh did not hurt him at all. starring at these blades. Alistair merely closed his eyes and let out a small chuckle. The blades reverted into his body and the wounds that were created vanished as if never there in the first place. With that Alistair merely heading off to the showers and getting himself prepared for the day.​

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Before he knew it he was traveling on with the other in his limo as they head off to their next destination. Arms crossed he silently sat there with his eyes closed and waited for them to reach their next destination. Traveling with them had surely paid off and he was getting better and better each moment. He was sure to meet such interesting characters.​

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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 27 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Limousine ==> Abandoned warehouse in Kristiansand, Norway

Even though they had already met up with that angel Alistair mentioned, the compass was reacting to someone. That had to mean there was another angel somewhere in Norway. Following the directions the compass the pale girl had with her, they ended up driving in a limousine for three hours. Sam was getting pretty restless during the drive over, he didn't like to sit down for hours on end. He especially didn't like to be in a car with people he wasn't necessarily comfortable around.

Eventually, three hours had passed and they ended up in a place called Kristiansand. They continued to follow the compass until it directed them to a seemingly abandoned warehouse. When they stepped out of the limo, Sam stretched out his arms and back. "Aaaaaah~. So, the guy is supposed to be in there?"

"Tha-that's what the compass says." She held the compass out as it pointed directly to the warehouse.

"I wonder if we'll even be able to communicate with this guy..." Since he was here in Norway, it would only make sense for him to only speak Norwegian. He wasn't sure if anyone amongst their group could speak it, though he highly doubted it. It would've been great if that Heinrik guy or whatever his name was decided to come, but no use lamenting over that now. All they could do now was attempt to get to communicate with him somehow. Maybe if they beat him he would come along with them. Ha, how simple would that be. No need for words, no need for eyes, hell, no need for ears. Just an understanding between two people in battle. Well, they didn't even know what the person was like, so he couldn't say anything for sure.

"If... If only Hana were here..."

"No use crying over that now. She isn't here right now. We have to deal with this now while we can." With that, he strutted into the abandoned warehouse, unaware of what awaited him inside.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 27 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Limousine ==> Abandoned warehouse in Kristiansand, Norway

The compass was reacting to someone other than Henrik, so there had to be another angel somewhere in Norway. They decided to follow it, using Alistair's limo to follow where ever it pointed. So there they all sat in the limousine, awkwardly sitting close to each other.

"Ugh. Some of these people, are they even useful? I mean, what have some of them done other than loaf around?"

"Weeeeeeeeellllllllll~ I wouldn't know that, there isn't much we ourselves can dooooooooooo~."

"Yeah, well everyone here except for Sam over there..." She paused for a bit, "Haven't done too much from what I've seen. They are just wasting space. We should get rid of some of them."

"Aaaaaassssssss~ much as I hate to admit it, you are right about thaaaaaaaaaat~."

"But... I haven't been much use myself...."

"Well, you're hosting us. That's good enough for now. All of those other guys can go die. Well, except for Sam, of course."

"Yooooooouuuuuuuu~ are such a giddy, little schoolgirl around him, you know thaaaaaaaaaat~?"

"And you're still a freaky, little pervert that ogles at anything that moves."

"Biiiiiiiiiiiiitccchhhhffffiiiiiiiiinnngggeeeeeeerrrrrrrrsssssss~!"

"Dickbrain!" And there they go again. It seemed like their interactions always ended up like this.

They eventually ended up at a seemingly abandoned warehouse, though someone had to be in there since the compass was pointing directly at it.

Sam stepped out of the limo and stretched a bit. "Aaaaaah~. So, the guy is supposed to be in there?"

"Tha-that's what it says." She held out the compass, confirming that it was pointing at the warehouse.

"I wonder if we'll even be able to communicate with this guy..." Since he was here in Norway, it would only make sense for him to only speak Norwegian. That would be a problem, since she was sure no one in the group could speak it. The only ones that would most likely be able to communicate with him were Hana and Henrik. Hana was somewhere in Rome, and they didn't do the best job convincing Henrik. Still, she would've been a lot more comfortable with Hana around.

"If... If only Hana were here..."

"No use crying over that now. She isn't here right now. We have to deal with this now while we can." With that, he strutted into the abandoned warehouse, with Joslyn quickly following suit.

 

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Lu leaned against the porch railing and gazed dreamily into the kitchen window. She watched as the overly pregnant woman moved in and out of view. Heinrik Henrik thought she would be safe with him. He thought his precious bride would be okay so long as he brought her with him on his silly little adventure. Hah! As if that was going to make any difference. So what if his powers were finally beginning to awaken? He couldn't even protect the one thing he cared about more than anything else. He was pathetic and so was Araquiel. The Angel of Vengeance would never be able to stop the Chief Angel of Torment. Araquiel was fooling himself if he thought she would be defeated. A dark smile spread from ear to ear.

With a delighted sigh, she was suddenly standing inside of the house. Iris didn't seem to notice her immediately. That made things all the more fun. Temeluchas jumped out in front of her, letting the bandages fall to the floor. There was a scream before things crashed to the ground and fire blazed in her eyes. "Oh Iris, do relax. It is unfortunate that we were never allowed to meet properly. Henrik was trying his ever so hardest to keep us from one another, which is quite rude if I do say so myself." She held out her hand to be shook, but was rebuffed immediately. "Well then," she crossed her arms and scowled. "It would seem that you're just as rude as him. And to think all I wanted to do was free you from the torment of that child in you." Lu pointed to the over sized bulge in Iris's abdomen. Normal circumstances would not allow for a fetus to develop that quickly.

Her eyes flicked to the staircase and then back to Iris. "I believe it's time for you to be coming with me pet, and I won't be taking no for an answer." Lu grabbed Iris by the wrist and yanked her towards her. As the woman began to tumble, Temeluchas caught her easily and held her close. The black mist put the Carrier to sleep and her gaze landed on the top of the staircase. That lazy son of bitch needed to get his act together.

She snapped her fingers and blackness spread all across the main floor of the house. As it did, everything it touched began to be licked with flames. Fire blazed and spread quickly. She smiled triumphantly at the scene, before shrouding herself in the blackness and disappearing with the mother of a Nephilim.

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Bonnie sat impatiently in the movie theater waiting for Adam to return. He was taking an awfully long time to go to the bathroom, even for a man. It was too suspicious. He had been distancing himself lately. She was doing a kindness by allowing him to take time off from training to do something else for a change. This wouldn't do. She rose from her seat and exited the auditorium, heading for the lobby.

Stopping outside of the bathrooms, she sent a stream of black mist into the men's room. It zipped back to her and she stared down at the blackness coiling each finger. ❝ Is he in there? ❞ The mist gave her a small nip at one finger and her blue eyes darkened. Semyaza is awakening. ❝ Find him. ❞ she commanded the eel - like mist and it rapidly uncoiled from her hand and shot out the doors. Harbonah followed after.

FREEZE.​

The rain stopped falling wherever she walked. She appeared to be in her own little dome of solitude. There was no noise. No activity. Nothing. Her wings stretched out high above her head and a dark aura surrounded her person. What a naughty puppet she had here. The mist tugged at her ankle to let her know Adam had been found. ❝ Stop him. ❞ It jerked tightly and she closed the distance to find Adam on the ground. His hood was up, but she knew it was him without seeing his face. As Harbonah stopped beside him, the dome of frozen time kept the rain from falling down on him.

❝ Tsk. Tsk. ❞ She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth. ❝ Adam, what happened? I thought you were just going to the bathroom, and yet here you are. ❞ There was sweet concern in her voice, but her appearance betrayed it. She looked ready to destroy something. Her eyebrow twitched upwards and her braid had fallen out. Flowing white hair lifted off her shoulders and floated completely around her. She lifted him to his feet and took a step forward. Bonnie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and pulled her body so close to his that they were touching. Flames flicked in her sparkling blue eyes and her gaze bore deep into his golden one. ❝ I think it's about time the two of had a little chat, Semyaza. I know Adam's disobedience was of your influence. ❞

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Adam had kept walking for quite a bit in silence. Well, other than his own thoughts. He had made it a pretty good distance, but the next thing he knew, he was collapsed on the ground. But if felt like he was tripped, but there was nothing there. He saw feet, and felt the rain stop pouring on top of him.​

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❝ Tsk. Tsk. Adam, what happened? I thought you were just going to the bathroom, and yet here you are. ❞​

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Adam looked up at Bonnie, who's voice was in a surprisingly sweet tone, but when he looked up at her the sweet tone in her voice did not match up the look she was giving him. She looked like she was about to kill him, "Oh god, I'm sorry Bonnie I-"​

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She pulled their bodies so close they were touching and looked him directly in the eyes and spoke, ❝ I think it's about time the two of us had a little chat, Semyaza. I know Adam's disobedience was of your influence. ❞​

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Adam looked her back in the eyes, but had no words to speak, only felt like a puppy when caught doing something wrong.​

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Well damn, she's ruined my fun. Tell her I was just sick of seeing you being played around with like some kind of mortal child.​

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Adam continued to stare her in the eyes, his conversations in his head felt like minutes but they were only seconds.​

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Go on, say it before I say it for you...​

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Adam blinked before he spoke, "He says he is sorry."​

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Adam gasped for a moment before his eyes almost shined brighter, "No need to be dishonest pretty boy, you are really going to piss me off with that." Adam grinned and continued, "I said I was sick of you toying around with him, but it seems I have spoken out too late. He can't even say out loud how sick of it he is. He even falls for every trick in the book..."​

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Stop it.​

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Adam bowed his head slightly in respect then looked back into Bonnie's eyes, "It is nice to speak to you again Harbonah. But you know I don't like being led. I like being followed, or at least in equal standing. And it isn't long until pretty boy feels the same way."​

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Stop it please I said stop...​

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Richard had been nothing short of Lethargic during the few hours of break time he had. All he actually did was crash on his couch and sleep for the better part of the morning. After he woke up he simply got himself some more cereal and ate it. With breakfast done with he really had no other thing to do other than go back to the warehouse so he could continue his long standing fight against his mystery opponent. However he did decide to follow the man's advice and bring out his old grandfather's military saber. Using it to contain his flames would be quite the useful thing to have. With all that over and done with Richard got in his car and drove off to his abandoned warehouse once more to practice.

Richard was stretching, beginning to get ready for the fourth bout of their fight. Then the mystery man popped in in his quite usual, almost stereotypical magician like, way. With him here the two could finally begin going at. "Well well well, turns out you took my advice and brought the blade with you. So happy that we can have these fun fighting times together Richard my boy." He seemed to be oddly happy to get this underway. It was starting to feel a bit unsettling really.

"Whatever, let's just go." Richard sighed, clearly not wanting to talk to this man for too long. The faster they fenced and the more they fenced the better Richard's disposition for the day would be...albeit it would probably end back in the laze state as soon as they stopped anyway. Richard drew the saber out with him and was getting ready to get into en garde stance, when the man looked like he was looking at something else entirely.

"Whoa look alive kiddo, I think you've got some company." Company? In this abandoned warehouse that virtually no one but Richard ever goes to? That seemed a bit odd. But Richard did stand back up and look over to where the mystery figure was looking and sure enough there was a group of people there. It was odd enough that they were here, but even weirder was that some looked like they stood out in the crowd. A sort of which one was not like the other game here. Though he really didn't care for these visitors.

"Hva vil du? (What do you want?)" Richard asked the group trying to get to the heart of the matter as quickly as possible. The faster they left, the better off Richard would be for the day.

Ooc: Norwegian brought to you by google translate.