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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 28 - 1/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

Joslyn was shocked to see Brandon opening the door. She wondered if Hana was in the room with him.

"Oh... it's you." Sam said as soon as he saw him.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuh~"

"Oh wonderful, Mr. Rambles-on-too-long. Why do we have to deal with him again?"

"Compadre, Jo! Man it's been awhile, well like three or four days or something. Man how you guys been? What've you been up to? Why did you knock on my door?" He certainly seemed happy to see them.

"O-oh. Well, we were just looking for you guys." She tapped at the compass hanging from her neck. However, Sam had just gone to another room that the compass pointed. "A-aren't you gonna say hi?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey to you too, kid." He knocked on the next door. "I wanna get this over with already so we don't have to wait a whole day to gather everyone up."

"Aaaaaah, of course. That makes sense."

"Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy~ are you answering him? He can't hear yoooooooouuuuuuuu~."

"And you shut your stupid face!" Victor merely scoffed.

"Oh... well... Okay." She started to twiddle her fingers. "Sooo~." Joslyn said nervously as she stood in front of Brandon. "Uuuh... How have you been?"

"Ugh, why are you even talking to this kid? He isn't worth, well, anyone's time." Joslyn tried her hardest to disregard their comments. "C'mon, let's go over with Sam."

"Umm... Ha-have you been training?" She let out a sheepish laughter.

 

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---Date: Saturday, October 19th, 2013 ---Day: 28 | 1/4 --- Interaction: Hana/Samuel --- City: Northampton --- OOC: - - -​

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Cassandra woke up after a rough night of sleep anyway via a knock on the door. Cassandra looked over at the door with a glare hoping it wasn't housekeeping or something, but then she heard Hana moaning in agony and she sat up and looked over at her horribly concerned.​

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❝ Can you get that? ❞​

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Cassandra bit her lip and spoke and she climbed out of bed, "Are you alright do you need medicine or something?" she had her head turned towards her but then held up one finger as a "give me a second". Cassandra always had a habit of asking questions and then just walking off, although it was only when she knew a person well enough.​

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She opened up the door and without looking spoke, "We don't need housekeeping. Comprende?" Cassandra looked up and saw it was Samuel and jumped back scratching her head, "O-oh. Um..." She refused to look him in the eyes and then whispered to herself, "Damn not only was I stereotyping housekeepers but it just happened to be a mexican who opened the door..." She looked up at him and her face was bright red, embarrassed, "Hi... nice to see you again...um... Hana."​

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Cassandra held a finger up to Samuel saying "give me a second" again and walked over towards Hana and gritted her teeth, "The others are here... Samuel is at the door..."​

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Cassandra rubbed her temples And my stupid American just shined brightly.​

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 28 - 1/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

The door opened and he saw one of the girls that got kidnapped. Cassandra, or something like that. It didn't seem like she looked before opening her mouth. "We don't need housekeeping. Comprende?" When she looked to see who she was talking to, she jumped back and scratched her head. "O-oh. Um..." She refused to look him in the eye. Oh, For her sake, I really hope the housekeeping here is Spanish or something like that... She looked up at him, her face was bright red, embarrassed. "Hi... nice to see you again...um... Hana." So she was sharing a room with her. That was convenient.

The girl held up her finger and went into the room. "Fine, whatever." He could hear what sounded like moaning coming from inside there. What the hell could she be doi- Ha... Ha ha, no way. She couldn't be doing that, could she? Sam didn't want to even think about it anymore. Although, he was curious. Surely being in that brothel didn't affect her that much He firmly wanted to believe this. Sam didn't want to think of her as someone who did that. In his mind, she was too much of a goody two-shoes to do something like that. Though, it wasn't uncommon for people to do that these days...

Ok, get your mind out of the gutter. You're going to give her back her phone. Focus on that. That's what he kept telling himself. Although, that didn't stop him from peering into the room to look at what was going on. He couldn't exactly get a clear view, but from the looks of it, Red was just lying in bed. Man, what am I even doing? Sam stayed at the doorway, waiting for Cassandra to come back, trying to keep his mind out of the gutter.

 

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Brandon listened to his friends, Compadre and Jo, and their sincere greetings. It was quite relieving to see both of them again since that meant, well their journey could carry on and all. Then Compadre decided to go to the next door, Xana and Cas's room, to see how they were doing. His attention turned back to Jo how seemed to be twiddling her thumbs.

"Sooo~. Uuuh... How have you been?"

"Oh um, I've been doing fine thanks for asking. It's been pretty boring here as of late since not much going on and all, but now that you guys are here I'm sure fun times will resume." He finished this with a fist bump into the air to show his enthusiasm. It sure was good to have the gang, that he knew for like four days, back.

"Umm... Ha-have you been training?"

Brandon was a bit confused by her odd laughter. Though he guessed she was just as excited to catch up on events as he was. "Oh yeah...well no actually. Everyone's been kind of busy with their own thing so they didn't want to train with me, despite my enthusiasm." He started thinking about this more, "oh and Soleil," he motioned to Lion and Soleil's room,"she got shot in the leg or something when they were leaving a brothel in Italy. Though I have been doing some of my own training. See I learned this awesome new technique." He fired a jolt of lightning at his tennis ball in his room, electrifying it, and then electrifying his hand. The ball flew into his hand, just as it had earlier, "see pretty cool right?" He realized at this point he totally disregarded their journey and what Jo had been doing. "Oh right, how have you been doing? Did you do any training of your own?" He asked these in his usual enthusiastic rapid fire manner.

 

Hana was in pain. She had woken and been unsuccessful at getting out of bed. When Cassandra attempted to draw the curtains, she buried her face in the pillows. The purple haired girl immediately received the hint, closing them and crawling back into her bed. Hana groaned in pain. Her head was still killing her and everything just felt strange. When the knock sounded at the door, it felt like someone was taking a jackknife to her skull. ❝ Can you get that? ❞ she called to the other girl without looking. A groan escaped her. Groaning in pain seemed to be a frequent thing this morning.​

Cassandra spoke as she climbed out of bed, "Are you alright do you need medicine or something?"​

"No. It won't help." Hana pressed a pillow to each ear.​

Cassandra walked across the room and to the door. There were some exchanges of words that she drowned out in the pillows and the thumping of her head. It was too painful to catch everything. The most she could surmise was that the other person was male. Did they need maintenance for some reason? After a minute, Cassandra stepped away from the door and her voice sounded significantly closer. Hana could actually make out ever word. "The others are here... Samuel is at the door..."

Hana's head lifted a max of one inch off the bed. She didn't even manage to look towards the door. She made discernible grunt and shoved her face back in the pillow. When it was clear that her grunt wasn't good enough she waved her hand, motioning him to come in. Hana rolled over in the bed so that she was on her back. She opened her eyelids to stare up at the ceiling. too much. She closed them and draped an arm over her baby blues. "You're finally here," she whispered into the dark, after a set of heavy footsteps approached. "I was starting to doubt any of you making it."

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

"Oh yeah...well no actually. Everyone's been kind of busy with their own thing so they didn't want to train with me, despite my enthusiasm." That was disappointing. Joslyn was about to say something when he continued on. "oh and Soleil," Who? He motioned to one of the other rooms. "she got shot in the leg or something when they were leaving a brothel in Italy. Though I have been doing some of my own training. See I learned this awesome new technique." She realized then that he was talking about Hay Sun. Joslyn was a little confused, but it seems that he had given her a nickname. I'll have to get used to that... Then Brandon demonstrated his 'awesome new technique', which involved him shooting a jolt of lightning at the tennis ball in his room, causing it to fly into his hand. "See pretty cool right?"

"A-amazing." She was lightly clapping her hands at this feat. It really was impressive.

"Oh, come on. It was just a magic trick. How can you use that in combat? And besides, this guy is way inferior when compared to Sam." Well, she wasn't exactly wrong.

"Oh right, how have you been doing? Did you do any training of your own?" He asked in his usual enthusiastic, rapid-fire manner.

"A-ah! Umm... Well..." She wasn't used to having conversations with people other than Hana and the demons in her head. Mostly because she was afraid of whatever they would say. However, she would have to get over it sometime. Maybe this would be a good way to start getting over that. "I-I haven't exactly been able to train. And... umm... I-I guess I'm doing fine..." This wasn't as difficult as she thought it would be.

"Uuuugggh, why are we dealing with this little dipshit?" Oh, there they are.

"Eeeeeeeeeehhhhhhh~ this kid is pretty boooooooorrrrriiiiiiiiinnnngggg~." She was starting to get the hang of not heeding their words. So far so good.

"B-but, uh... Mmm..." Now she was at a loss for words. She had no idea what to say to him now. It was starting to get a little awkward. Joslyn nervously scratched her cheek as she looked all over the place.

"Iiiiiiiiiiiii'mmmm~ boooooooooooooorrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeed~!"

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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 19th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

As he looked inside, he saw that Red motioned for him to come inside. He stepped into the room and walked over to her bed. She was on her back with her arm draped over her eyes. "You're finally here," she whispered, having heard Sam's footsteps approaching. "I was starting to doubt any of you making it."

"Hah. You won't be rid of me that easily." There was a sarcastic tone in his voice as he spoke. He placed her phone on the night stand next to her. "Well, you certainly look like shi-" Sam caught himself before finishing his sentence. He remembered what Red had told him over the phone and cleared his throat. "I mean, you look like a mess." There was a concerned look on his face, though he tried to hide it with a smile. He knelt down next to her and felt her forehead with the back of his hand. "You're hot..." Sam stood back up and took his hand off of her. "Something wrong with your body?"

 

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Saturday, October 19th, 2013 | Day 28: 2/4 | Music | Location: --- | ooc: new banner~​

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Adam opened his eyes after sleeping. He felt good, despite the small remainder of a headache that was present. He was cold though, and had that feeling where someone just wants to curl up under the blanket and stay there for another hour. He turned to wrap the blanket around him more, but found himself face-to-face with a brunette with a bandaged face, with her elbow propping up her head.​

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"Good morning, Adam. It's about time you woke up."​

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It was one of those scenarios that he pictured out of a horror movie or something because he sure as hell did not expect this one. He let out one of those shouts when someone is caught off guard and backed away from the bandaged one.​

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"Would you calm down?" He watched as she rolled her eyes and continued, "Humans these days."​

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Adam took a second to breathe and let out without thinking, "I'd calm down but that is NOT a pretty face to w-" He caught himself quickly and stuttered in, "N-nevermind. I just wasn't expecting someone to be in my BED."​

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Bandages looked at him almost staring into his soul replying with, "...Is there something wrong with my face?"​

"I didn't say that."​

"It sounded like you were going to say that."​

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Adam froze trying to think of how to reply. He hated pissing off or making girls cry, and even though he probably shouldn't have expected either from this girl, he sure as heck wasn't going to take that chance, "...do you want me to be honest or would you rather pretend that never happened."​

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She seemed to sit there and think about it for a good long minute. As the silence stirred he bit the inside of his cheek.​

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So who is this one?​

Ah, he calls to me rather than try and figure it out on his own.​

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"Get up!" Suddenly Adam snapped back to reality and listened to her continue, "We have work to do and I'm busy. The fact that I even have to be here is a waste of time." He went to but stopped when he watched her disappear from the bed, and he looked around to see her appear at the other end of the room.​

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Adam sat up and got out of bed saying, "So why do you have to be here if it is a waste of time?"​

"You're lazy. Harbonah is in trouble for not pushing you harder. So I'm your new tutor kid."​

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Adam frowned a bit more than he already was at the sound of Bonnie being in trouble. But the more he thought about it the more he realized how nice she had been to him. "Oh... wait..." he thought about how sore his muscles were from all the training and he sure as hell didn't think it was a tea party. "LAZY? I haven't been lazy at all!" he then thought about it more and recalled his days of mourning after he had gotten out of the school, "If anything I just gave Bonnie a tough time starting."​

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"You've been pretty lazy. She's also been too easy on you. I won't be easy on you. And I won't tolerate your back talk. Unless you hurry up with the whole 'being able to connect with Semyaza' thing, expect to enter living Hell.."​

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AHAHA. WELCOME TO THE "NO MORE MESSING AROUND" CLUB BOY-O~​

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Adam allowed himself to gulp and whispered to himself, "This is going to go swell..."​

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"Let's begin." She completed snapping her fingers, then the two vanished from the room.​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 28 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ October 19 , 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Northampton [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel & Cassandra ❖​

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❝ Hah. You won't be rid of me that easily. ❞ Sam said sarcastically. Oh the irony. Only a few days ago he was trying to flee from them with Joslyn. She didn't respond to it. There was a soft noise of something being set down on the nightstand. She was curious as to what it might have been, but could not risk the light. ❝ Well, you certainly look like shi- ❞ He cleared his throat, ❝ I mean, you look like a mess. ❞ ​

Hana scoffed. He was actually trying to make an effort not to swear. ❝ So do you, ❞ she said without actually looking at him. It was as good a guess as any. It's not like Sam would have cleaned up for his arrival. Wouldn't that have been an interesting development?​

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His hand pressed to her forehead and she could feel the weight of his body looming over the bed. ❝ You're hot... ❞ Sam stood back up and took his hand off of her. ❝ Something wrong with your body? ❞​

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A small, playful smirk ghosted across her lips. ❝ Does it look like something's wrong with my body? Some might say it's just my fiery personality. ❞ she joked. The stabbing in her forehead sharpened and she groaned, rolling to the side. ❝ I told you on the phone that I had a headache. ❞ Did he forget already? Men. She sighed in agony. ❝ Cassandra, ❞ her voice was hoarse, ❝ Could you get me some water? ❞ Hana murmured something intangible afterwards. She hadn't felt like this in ... four hundred years? Hana really hoped it was just a bad migraine. What happened four hundred years ago did not end well. She bit her lip and took the proffered glass of water, shakily pulling herself upright against the pillows.​

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Hana blinked and stared at Samuel in a daze. She gulped down the water quickly, which seemed to do little to help. Her eyes watered and she fumbled to set the glass down on the nightstand beside her phone -- oh, that must have been what was placed there moments before. ❝ Did you um -- ❞ she squinted her eyes shut, ❝ -- Did you have trouble finding your way here? ❞​

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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

A small, playful smirk ghosted across her lips. "Does it look like something's wrong with my body? Some might say it's just my fiery personality." she joked. Red groaned, rolling to the side. "I told you on the phone that I had a headache." She sighed in agony. "Cassandra," her voice was hoarse, "Could you get me some water?" Red murmured something intangible afterwards. She bit her lip and took the proffered glass of water, shakily pulling herself upright against the pillows.

"Y'know, when you told me you had a headache, I didn't think it was this bad." Sam took a seat on the bed across from her. Red blinked and stared at Sam in a daze. She gulped down the water quickly. Her eyes watered and she fumbled to set the glass down on the nightstand beside her phone.

"Did you um --" she squinted her eyes shut, "-- Did you have trouble finding your way here?"

"A little, since you didn't exactly tell me which hotel you were staying at or anything like that." He had his wand out, twirling it around with his fingers out of boredom. What could they do now? What is it that they could do now with her all messed up like this? These thoughts were crossing his mind, but he couldn't think of anything other than training. "Well, with you bedridden like this, what are we gonna do?"

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 28 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ October 19 , 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Northampton [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel ❖​

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Her headache wasn't this bad yesterday. She was just irritable with a minor throbbing. It seemed to grow progressively worse after the phone call, but still not to this extreme. Her body felt like it was on fire and the smallest of noises brought tears to hear eyes from the pain. There was a dull throbbing throughout her body and her fingers would spasm on occasion.​

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❝ A little, since you didn't exactly tell me which hotel you were staying at or anything like that. ❞ He had his wand out, twirling it around with his fingers. She nodded. That probably would have been helpful, but maybe if he hadn't hung up the phone on her. ... ​

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❝ My apologies, ❞ she whispered, shutting her eyes. Hana leaned back against the pillows. It was hard to move.​

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❝ Well, with you bedridden like this, what are we gonna do? ❞ Samuel asked.​

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Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head to get a better look at him. ❝ We move out. We can't stay here. There's still another - another Fallen in England somewhere and we need to get to him or her. I can -- nngh -- I can move. ❞ She groaned and attempted to pull herself out of bed. Her legs trembled as she stood up and the stabbing between her eyes seemed to immobilize her. Hana fell back on the bed and smacked her wrist on the nightstand. She hissed between clenched teeth. ❝ Nngh. We have to go. Can't stay here ... ❞ She tried to pull herself out of bed again and tipped forwards towards the other bed.​

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He was delighted with Jo clapping at his new found ability. It was nice to be appreciated, especially when you use good old electromagnetism magic. Brandon was also kind of saddened by the whole thing about her not doing any training. That meant she wasn't getting any stronger either. And if neither of them were getting stronger than how were they supposed to become angel badasses. Jo looked like she had some sort of follow up but seemed to be struggling to articulate it. Then it hit Brandon like a lightning bolt. If neither were able to train with the other people then, "hey Jo, I got it! Let's train together and become angel badasses that'll be the strongest of them all. What do you say?" He stuck out his fist out in a cheery fist bump manner. He was extremely excited by this idea.

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Richard had woken up that day on an airplane forgetting the events of last night. He was wondering why exactly he was here until he saw the man he had fought earlier and everything came back to him. Great. He was wondering what exactly he had gotten himself into by joining this group and why he should feel so obligated to be a part of them. It's not like he cared about this stuff, or at least he thought he didn't. He continued to think on this until the motley crew, and now Richard, had reached a hotel where....well he actually had no idea what the hell they were doing here. He didn't know what they were saying. Though he figured that the translator he spoke to was their leader, and it would make sense that they were taking him....to their leader. He internally groaned at this thought and was wondering if he should go in or not. "Well you know, there isn't a reason to not go and talk to her."

He glanced and saw his familiar looking man next to him just smirking at him. "So, are you the angel within?"

He made a nervous chuckle a waved his hands in front of him. "My my, always straight to the point you are. The answer to that question, though, would be no. I'm not your inner angel, if anything I'm just as much of angel that you are." Richard raised his eyebrow questioningly. "Oh it's true you know, I'm really an actor...or was one. My real name is actually Michael Bishop, yeah I know, what a name for me." He laughed a bit at the thought seeing Richard's slightly annoyed face. "Well you see, I was an iteration of this angel, quite like you are. However when I died, my consciousness was sort of stored alongside other previous iterations. Being an actor an all, the angel decided that I'd make a great training partner against you since, he knew how you acted and reacted to things, and I could pull off the proper steps to do so."

Richard was still annoyed, especially after learning he was somewhat conned into doing that angel power training thing. "So if you aren't the angel, who is he?"

Michael chuckled a bit at that, "well if I could tell you, he'd already be here. For one reason or another he doesn't feel like you should interact with him until you've finally learned, from the translator girl most likely, what your angel identity is. That's why I'm the one talking to you not him." He started thinking about it for a bit, "but you two will totally get it along, I can just tell by the way you both act. Anyway, byyyeeee." With that the man vanished and Richard sighed.

He walked into the hotel to find out just what exactly he was supposed to be doing, since it was getting boring sitting around doing nothing. Eventually he ended up finding his foreigner opponent go into a room and decided to follow up after him. Without any real reason to he decided to say something to all the people in the room, well other than the fact that he was getting restless with this. Walking into the room though, he saw a rather pitiful scene occur where someone tried to stand up and collapse immediately. Well clearly this group wasn't in the greatest of shapes. He sighed and said, "I'm just gonna go back to the car," and left, already regretting his decision to find that translator person. This whole angel thing was probably just going to be one big bother.

 

[/url]Another day, another hotel, after the last day things had grown far too plain for the aristocratic man. The thrill of the fight was not there, but then again it didn't necessarily mean it would not be arriving soon enough. Lu and her little buddies were all starting to act more and becoming quite violent. It was interesting to thing about the dark angels and it make his ponder many things. If the dark angels had such powerful strength, why didn't they kill all their opponents? just what was limiting them and holding them back? With that all Alistair could really do was shake his head and chuckle.

With a smirk he merely walked down the halls of the hotel and followed the others. The time had come for him to finally meet the so called leader of this rag tagged group and he was quite curious about this person. He noticed Sam enter a room and then his attention was drawn over towards the enthusiastic boy and the shy girl. "Dawww how cute...but to easy..." Alistair said quietly with a chuckle. The desire to mess with them was there, but for now Alistair chose to leave them be due to the lack of challenge.


"Come now Heinny...when you put it like that it sounds like your showing off" Alistair said with eyes closed and a bright childish grin as he walked into the room carefree. With cane in hand, he walked in further into the room and after opening his eyes Alistair immediately raised an eyebrow. "Daaaaaaaamn didn't expect you all to so ****ed up....ah...but then again you two did just come from a brothel....." Alistair said while placing his hand on his chin. "Ah...but where are my manners..." Alistair said before placing a hand on his chest and bowed slightly. "Names Alistair...pleasure to meet you..." Alistair said raising his head as he closed his eye and gave them a smile.

 

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Cassandra had been there the entire time just listening, but trying to make sure Hana was alright. Hana had asked for a glass of water so she got her a glass and then came back. Hana eventually said how they had to leave but she kept collapsing back onto the bed, and then eventually collapsed onto the bed Cassandra was sitting on.​

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"Hana... if you aren't okay then you shouldn't be moving and stuff..."​

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Cassandra heard someone walk into the room and turned her head to see a complete stranger. Of course she was expecting it but she expected to see Joslyn show up before the strangers did.​

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"Araquiel or, rather, Henrik Brandt. You have me to thank for getting the others out of Norway alive."​

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"Wait... what the heck happened in Norway?" Cassandra said looking over at Hana. She hadn't really asked what was going on lately, she didn't think something went THAT bad.​

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Then another stranger walked into the room.​

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"Come now Heinny...when you put it like that it sounds like your showing off" ​

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That is true...​

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"Daaaaaaaamn didn't expect you all to so ****ed up....ah...but then again you two did just come from a brothel....."​

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And Cassandra looked at him and for the first time in god knows how long she showed an expression that wasn't sadness or depression. It almost screamed Are you kidding me?​

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"Ah...but where are my manners..."​

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Not here.​

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"Names Alistair...pleasure to meet you..."​

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Cassandra clenched her fist slightly and then put on a fake smile and spoke, "Hello Alistair. My name is Cassandra Hansen. I make dead people look pretty." Cassandra's eyes narrowed as she spoke, "Are you here for your own appointment?"​

 

[/url] Hearing the words of the new girl Cassandra made the aristocrat open his eyes and merely blinked as he stared at her. His words had already bugged her and it amused him to know that it didn't take much to do so. With that all Alistair could really do was merely let out a hearty laugh as he closed his eyes once more "Why yes that is exactly why I'm here" Alistair said placing his hand on his chin as he began to ponder "hmmm...never really put much thought about what I am going to wear after death...I mean...hell...I'd like a nice suit and all, but then hell...Im always wearing one...if Im going to go out, might as well spice it up or something...ah but I don't like to nag the experts..hell I leave it up to that wondrous little brain you have up there" Alistair said with a smile. "Ah we should talk pricing! well...feeling up my body should be reward enough, but you may ask for a price...ask what your heart desires" Alistair said cheerfully.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head to get a better look at him. "We move out. We can't stay here. There's still another - another Fallen in England somewhere and we need to get to him or her. I can -- nngh -- I can move." She groaned and attempted to pull herself out of bed. Her legs trembled as she stood up. Red fell back on the bed and smacked her wrist on the nightstand. She hissed between clenched teeth. "Nngh. We have to go. Can't stay here ..." She tried to pull herself out of bed again and tipped forwards towards the other bed.

Sam caught Red as she fell over. "I'm just gonna go back to the car," It was a strange voice, and one he hadn't heard speak in English. He looked to see who it was and saw the guy they couldn't talk to before. It was jarring to hear him and actually understand the words coming out of his mouth. This was more than likely Red's doing. Well... that makes things a lot easier...

"Araquiel or, rather, Henrik Brandt." He pointed towards himself halfheartedly. "You have me to thank for getting the others out of Norway alive." It was true that he did help get them out of that jam, though he didn't have to say it like that. Arrogant prick. Suddenly, someone else had entered the room.

"Come now Heinny...when you put it like that it sounds like your showing off" It was Alistair, who had come in for whatever reason. He had a bright childish grin plastered onto his face. His eyes were closed as he came in, and when he opened his eyes, "Daaaaaaaamn didn't expect you all to so fucked up....ah...but then again you two did get come from a brothel....." Alistair said as he placed his hand on his chin. "Ah...but where are my manners..." He said before putting his hand on his chest and bowing. "Names Alistair...pleasure to meet you..." After that, the other girl seemed to say something, though he wasn't paying much mind to her.

"Well, that's introductions for you." He turned his attention back to the girl who had collapsed onto him. "Now then, back to the matter at hand." Sam had gotten up and sat her down on the bed. "You're seriously going to force yourself to go out there like this?" He was impressed by her dedication to her cause. To push herself this far all for this. Sam let out an exhausted sigh. "You're a real piece of work, you know that?" He turned his back on the girl and knelt down in front of her, backing up to get closer to her. Then he took her hands and pulled them over his shoulders and grabbed her by the legs, lifting her onto his back. He stood up and adjusted her to make sure he was holding her securely. "Comfy?" His tone was sarcastic.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 28 - 2/4 | DATE: October 18th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Northampton, England

It was silent for a bit before Brandon spoke again. "Hey Jo, I got it! Let's train together and become angel badasses that'll be the strongest of them all. What do you say?"

"Huuuuuuuuuh~?"

"What?" Joslyn was as shocked as the others to hear his proposition. It was true that she wanted to become stronger, and she had no idea where to start. Maybe she could go along with this. This would be her chance to prove to everyone, as well as herself, that she wasn't just a waste of space that they have to drag along.

"O-o-okay!" She weakly touched her fist to Brandon's.

"You can't be serious. We're going to be spending time training with this guy? Does this guy even have a pair? C'mon, he doesn't look all that tough. You could probably kill him with an accidental swing of your sword!"

"Buuuuuuuuuuuut~ if she actually trains, we could get more involved with the stuff going oooooooonnnn~..."

"Oh come on, get real. Do you think she'll get stronger training with this loser?"

"Iiiiiiiiii~ don't care who she trains with, just as long as it's fuuuuuuuuuun~."

"Uuugh. Kill me now."

 

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---Date: Saturday, October 19th, 2013 ---Day: 28 | 3/4 --- Interaction: Alistair --- City: Northampton --- OOC: - - -​

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"Why yes that is exactly why I'm here, hmm...never really put much thought about what I am going to wear after death...I mean...hell...I'd like a nice suit and all, but then hell...I'm always wearing one...if I'm going to go out, might as well spice it up or something...ah but I don't like to nag the experts..hell I leave it up to that wondrous little brain you have up there."​

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Cassandra was not fond of his sarcasm but continued listening anyway.​

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"Ah we should talk pricing! well...feeling up my body should be reward enough, but you may as for a price...as what your heart desires"​

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Cassandra put on a fake grin and spoke, "Great, wonderful. Too bad feeling up your body is worth about as much as a 5 cent candy at a drugstore." she shook her head and spoke, "I can tell we are going to get along just fine." Cassandra's grin faded and she finished with, "I don't like you, but at least you have good humor..."​

 

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Brandon was ecstatic at her agreement to his plan and her response to his fist bump. He pumped his fist into the air and went "woohoo." Now that they were training buddies they needed to actually train. "Alright let's get right into this training thing...um, so any ideas?" Brandon realized he had no idea what he actually should be doing with training with Jo. Just the prospect of training was so overpowering that he completely forgot the, what they were supposed to do. "Hmmm, normally I'd suggest sword fighting but no offense, but that doesn't seem to be up your alley." He continued to think of how his powers had developed the way they had already. It was because he had lightning powers that he was able to do it by himself, but he didn't actually know what Jo's sort of skill set was. Actually he wasn't even sure what her angel title really even meant. "So, Jo. What kind of powers exactly do you have, because if we could figure that out then maybe we could try and use our powers in conjunction with each other and train them that way. And if all else fails," Brandon then said something totally shocking, "we could play tennis." Even the narrator can be prone to sarcasm at times.

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ⟡ ✖ ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 28 ⦙ 3/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ October 19 , 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Northampton [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Blarph! ❖​

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Sam caught her as she fell. His hands were warm on her already hot skin. She blushed for a moment and hoped that it would be chalked up to the fever she was exhibiting. She leaned against him, preparing to get up once more. ❝ Hana... if you aren't okay then you shouldn't be moving and stuff... ❞ Her eyes darted to Cassandra and she shook her head.​

❝ I'm fine. Traveling is easy. ❞​

Footsteps sounded and suddenly there was a figure lurking in the doorway. Hana looked past Cass to see a man she had never met -- in this life -- before. She squinted her eyes. The light from the hallway was causing them to water. ❝ Araquiel or, rather, Henrik Brandt. You have me to thank for getting the others out of Norway alive. ❞ Whoop - di - do. If it was any other time, she would thank him, but right now, she had no room for his need to be praised.​

Hana pressed her cracking lips together. Her throat was dry and her voice was hoarse. ❝ I know who you are Araquiel. ❞​

❝ Wait... what the heck happened in Norway? ❞ It was Cassandra. That's right, she never filled the others in on what Sam had been telling her over the phone.​

❝ Come now Heinny...when you put it like that it sounds like your showing off. ❞ It did, but now there were too many voices. Her blue eyes shifted to the man standing beside Henrik. Azrael. She bit her lip. There were too many voices. They were starting to sound like wiry scratching noises in her head. Hana pressed her face into Samuel's chest to help muffle their voices. ❝ Daaaaaaaamn didn't expect you all to be so fucked up....ah...but then again you two did just come from a brothel..... ❞ Nope. Nopenopenopenopenope. If she wasn't so messed up right now, he would look a lot worse then Samuel did after she stabbed him in the shoulder. ❝ Ah...but where are my manners... ❞​

Hana groaned in pain and disgust.​

❝ Names Alistair...pleasure to meet you... ❞​

Cassandra chimed in, ❝ Hello Alistair. My name is Cassandra Hansen. I make dead people look pretty. Are you here for your own appointment? ❞​

Hana couldn't deal with all of this bickering. It was only making the painful stabbings in her head worse. She dug her nails into Sam's thighs as she tried to breathe through the pain. They all needed to be quiet, like right now!​

❝ Hmmm...never really put much thought about what I am going to wear after death...I mean...hell...I'd like a nice suit and all, but then hell...I'm always wearing one...if I'm going to go out, might as well spice it up or something...ah but I don't like to nag the experts..hell I leave it up to that wondrous little brain you have up there. ❞ Alistair said. ❝ Ah we should talk pricing! well...feeling up my body should be reward enough, but you may as for a price...as what your heart desires. ❞ his voice was too cheerful for her liking.​

Who cares if she can barely stand? Hana was ready to run her sword through every last one of them. Pretty soon they would be referring to her as the fiery or the vengeful one.​

❝ Great, wonderful. Too bad feeling up your body is worth about as much as a 5 cent candy at a drugstore. ❞ Cassandra quipped, ❝ I can tell we are going to get along just fine. ❞ she finished with, ❝ I don't like you, but at least you have good humor... ❞​

❝ Well, that's introductions for you. ❞ Sam's voice reverberated through his chest and she let her body fall limp against him. ❝ Now then, back to the matter at hand. ❞ He got up and lifted her onto the bed. She stared up at him in a daze from the bed, confusion written all over her face.​

❝ We can't stay, ❞ she repeated for the fourth time.​

❝ You're seriously going to force yourself to go out there like this? ❞ Of course she was. Someone had to. If they kept slacking then there was no hope for anyone. Sam let out an exhausted sigh. ❝ You're a real piece of work, you know that? ❞​

❝ So I've been told, ❞ she whispered back.​

He turned his back on Hana and knelt down in front of her, backing up to get closer to her. What was he doing? Then he took her hands and pulled them over his shoulders and grabbed her by the legs, lifting her onto his back. Oh! Oh! He stood up and adjusted her to make sure he was holding her securely. ❝ Comfy? ❞ His tone was sarcastic.​

This felt strange. Hay Sun had given her a rather awkward naked piggy - back ride when they were in Rome, but this felt intimate. Why was Samuel trying to help her? She felt so small and childlike on his back. She let her arms slid forward down the front of his chest and rested her head at the nape of his neck. Her red hair flowed long and wildly down her back. His strong muscular hands held her thighs easily up to his waist. ❝ Mm... very, ❞ she replied without really thinking. Her gaze lifted up and past his shoulder to the other faces and she shook her head against his shoulder. The fringe bangs tickled her face and she sneezed. ❝ You all ... you are simply too noisy. It's rude to make that much - that much noise near someone who isn't - who isn't well. ❞ She squeezed her eyes shut tight, the jackknife digging deeper. ❝ We can't stay here. Those things will come in no time and there is someone else in England we must find. ❞ The lids snapped opened to reveal her bloodshot blue eyes. ❝ My name is Xathanael, by the by. ❞ Her dry lips pressed together into a hard line and she let her head lull back into the nape of Sam's neck once more. ❝ We can head back to London for your swords, then use the compass to find the missing angel. ❞ The storage unit would require a small team. She wanted to be there, but would probably only end up slowing down the others. It would be best if she didn't go.​

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They were standing in a grove of trees -- well, Adam was standing; Lu was sitting high up in a tree branch watching from above. Her critical gaze stayed locked on his movement as she sat up there calling out commands. Lu had rose a small horde of demons for Adam to fight. Simply taking on her would get him nowhere. They encircled him and took turns lunging at the boy. She yawned in boredom and patted her hand over her mouth. This is a waste. So what if Harbonah is failing? It was only making her look that much better. Between Harbonah and Danel, her ranking was increasing exponentially in the eyes of their Master. She should be preparing for tonight, not this. "Adam keep your head up!" she instructed from above. Humans. She sighed and watched the way he thrust with the sword he was given by her. "You shouldn't fully extend your arm before you lunge."

Lu dropped to the ground and crossed her arms. She stepped lightly to him and commanded the black apparitions to stop. They halted, but just barely. She entered the circle and grabbed Adam's arm. "You have to do it like this. If I have to tell you again, then you'll get another lashing." The mist coiled around her fingers like a snake and looked more than eager to launch itself at Adam. She patted it lightly and it dissipated. She needed to get going. Adam was only eating away her time. He wasn't even improving. What was Harbonah teaching him? Clearly not shit.

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