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❖ DAY ⟡ 29 ⦙ 4/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Sunday ⦙ October 20 , 2013 ❖​

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Hana groped at her throat, unable to breath. When she tried to call for help, nothing came out. She looked at the others desperately. No one tried to assist. If she wasn't seeing spots right now, she would knock them all out for ignoring her. Harbonah was holding the knife out to Samuel. What would he do? Dark Angels weren't ones to be toyed with. They did the toying, like right now. Samuel started laughing. Hana's eyes opened wider. What was so funny?​

❝ Why ask a question you already know the answer to? ❞ Samuel spoke as he grabbed the knife from Harbonah, his laughter slowly stopping. ❝ I guess you really are stupid. ❞ His gaze lingered on the blade in his hand. She was getting a bad feeling about this. ❝ I enjoy breaking and killing things. It's what I do best. ❞ He tilted his head to the side and looked at the others. ❝ So I'm not gonna apologize for what I'm about to do. ❞ A wicked smile crossed his lips. Without a moments hesitation, he drove the knife towards Harbonah's abdomen.

The Dark Angel didn't move. A look crossed her face but it was so brief that she couldn't quite discern it. Gratitude? It quickly changed to shock and anguish. Her pale hands wrapped around the hilt of the handle and suddenly a thick, black, sludge - like liquid began to pool out from the wound. Suddenly Hana was gasping for air. She could breathe again. Thank God. Hana scrambled to her knees as Harbonah collapsed backwards. The Dark Angel pulled the blade out of abdomen and winced in pain. A groan escaped her and hands were covered in the blackish blood. ❝ Wrong. Move. ❞ she said through gritted teeth. Hana rushed to Samuel's side as the obsidian knife went flying past her. She turned, looking to see it sticking out of the chest of Shane.

❝ No! ❞ she gasped.

There was a dark laugh from the ground and the mist surrounding them began to dissipate. Harbonah lifted her head to look up at Alana. ❝ Destroy them. ❞ was her only command before the angel vanished into darkness, drenched in blood. That wound -- she would be lucky if she survived it.

Hana turned back to Shane quickly, lying on the ground. Harbonah had perfect aim. It was sticking out of his chest where his heart was. Her eyes began to well with tears as she hopelessly checked for a pulse. None. Shane was gone. Even worse, Ambriel was gone. He would never regenerate, but maybe that was a blessing in disguise. What happened to angels after they died?

She didn't have time to think on it. The sounds of moans and groans returned in full force as the possessed seemed to return. They would be surrounded again any second. Figures were popping up in every direction. She wouldn't be useless this time, but she also didn't feel right leaving Shane's body like that. Plus, her head was still throbbing. It was bad all around. ❝ We ... we need to stop them, ❞ she said feebly. A tear trickled down her cheek.

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Everything that happened was a disaster, and watching a knife fly into Shane's chest only made her panic. She tried her best to keep calm, but after Harbonah let them all go and disappeared, the possessed were coming to attack.​

Cassandra looked around, it was as if no one was reacting to what was going on other than Hana. And without a moments notice, Cassandra pulled out Hasah and let out a shout as she ran at Alana. She was trying to channel her fear as an anger, for the death of someone in her group. And if Alana was aiming to kill them she wasn't holding back.​

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DAY: 29 - 4/4 | DATE: October 20th, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Annihilated Hotel in Carlisle, England

The white-haired woman didn't move. Sam was able to plunge the knife into her abdomen. Her pale hands wrapped around the handle of the blade, a black sludge-like substance pooling around the wound. Suddenly, Red was gasping for air from where she was, that means that whatever Harbonah did must've been undone. She scrambled to her knees as the white-haired bitch fell over backwards. Harbonah pulled the blade out of her abdomen and winced in pain. A groan escaped her, her hands covered in her own black blood. "Wrong. Move." the injured woman spouted through gritted teeth. Red rushed over to Sam's side as the black knife flew past her. The knife successfully found its resting place in Shane's chest.

After that, everything seemed to fade away. The collapsed hotel, Harbonah lying on the floor, Red gasping in shock. All of it just seemed to disappear from around him. The only thing that remained was the image of the knife plunged into his chest. Even though he didn't know him all that well, he was somebody who had decided to travel with them. A somebody that wanted to save the world. And now, indirectly through Sam's action, he was dead. Gone. Pushing on daisies. His blood boiled at the thought. Sam clenched his hand into a tight fist. There was no way he was going to let them get away with that without further casualties.

As he slowly started to become aware of his surroundings again, he heard Red say something. "We ... we need to stop them," she said feebly. Sam was going to do more than stop them, he was going to utterly destroy them. He was going to indulge himself and let loose.

"They're gonna pay," he said as he walked towards the horde of possessed people. Sam drew his weapon and bathed it in flames once again. "I'll make sure of it." He ran towards them and cut them up good.

As he fought, he noticed that Cassandra had engaged Alana, who seemed to be Harbonah's right hand. She swung the blade at her feet. Though he didn't doubt her skills as a fighter, he wanted to make sure that Alana was finished off properly. After dealing with a few of the possessed close to him he rushed over and attacked Alana from behind.

 

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Although Alana had been attacked by two people, it was still going. And Cassandra was still blinded by the mix of rage and fear. She had to move away from Alana for a moment to keep the other possessed from completely overtaking them.​

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Her plan aiming for the neck was still working for the other possessed like a charm. It probably wasn't their weak point, but it sure as heck got them killed.​

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She turned her head to see that even though Samuel attacked Alana from behind, she was still up and moving. Cassandra ran up to Alana again, but this time went for the chest region instead of the legs. You need to calm down.​

 

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It may have been overkill at this point, but Cassandra's fear had totally been absorbed by a rage. What was she even angry about? She was viewing Alana as if she was Harbonah at this point, or maybe it wasn't even that. Maybe she was just lashing out all of her fears and rage onto this poor girl.​

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Calm down Cassandra. I said to calm down.​

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She knocked Alana to the ground and held Hasah up and it turned into a knife with an intricate blade, and with one quick swoop she plunged the knife deep into Alana's neck and kept it there. Almost cruelly she twisted the knife and pulled it downwards towards her chest.​

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Calm down. Calm down!​

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Cassandra felt her breathing slow as she stared at the body on the ground of the possessed girl, and Cassandra realized how much overkill she really just did and stared in horror as she let go of Hasah and left it in the teen's neck.​

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Sunday, October 20th, 2013 | Day 29: 4/4 | Music | Location: --- | ooc:​

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Although he couldn't hear the conversations, he could see everything decently well. He watched as the group struggled through Bonnie's grasp, and then one of them was released. She handed the man a knife and Adam's eyes widened as he watched the man plunge it into Harbonah.​

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In turn, she had pulled it out and thrown it at another group of people and got one of them straight in the chest. Bonnie warped away, and he watched as the other group fought off all the possessed. He recognized Alana, and watched as a purple haired girl took her down and kept on stabbing at her. Adam gritted his teeth and immediately turned around whispering, "We are leaving NOW."​

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He hopped from rooftop to rooftop using the powers, but Semyaza was very quiet, and it started to feel unsettling to Adam, having gotten so used to the constant comments. He stopped on the rooftop of a house not far from his own and put his hands in his pockets.​

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I can't do this... I don't think I can. Bonnie is already TRAINED to do this. Did you see her? I hope she is alright... I hope she isn't dead... I hope she...​

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Adam waited for a ridicule from Semyaza but no response came and Adam shook his head, "Thanks so much for conversation."​

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When he finally got to his house, he climbed back in through his bedroom window and shut the door, but kept staring out of it with his hands still gripping the window.​

 

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Harbonah landed on the couch in Adam's grandfather's living room. She had wanted to go home, but couldn't transfer herself that far. Her wings folded around herself and she landed with one leg dangling off the couch. She gripped her abdomen and pressed her hands down firmly where the blood seeped out. She needed to stop it or she wouldn't last more than an hour. Bonnie groped her pocket for the ring, slipping it back onto her finger. Danel. Danel are you there?

What is it?

I need help. Lu. LUUUUU!

WHAT?

Both of you need to come immediately. Temeluchas, you have Azrael with you, right?

There was silence for a minute.

Yes.

Bring him. Abaddon -- he got me with that damn knife of yours Danel. I don't think I'm going to last...

The connection went silent on both ends. Bonnie took a sharp intake of breath. ❝ Adam? Adam can you come out here? ❞ It was odd for the house to be this silent. There was no response. She bit her lip and pulled herself upright on the couch. ❝ Adam? I need your help. ❞ Harbonah grit her teeth. Where was he? She stood up. Her wings hung limp at her side. She stumbled through the house, keeping one hand on the gash in her abdomen and the other on the wall to brace herself. The last room she went to was his. When Bonnie pushed the door open, there was no one inside and the window was open. Where did he go?

You did not lose him did you? Way to fucking go Harbonah.

Shut up Lu!

Bonnie stumbled her way back to the living room, collapsing on the couch. Black mist rose up from the floor and Danel appeared from within it. He moved to her side immediately, pulling her hands away. ❝ What have you gotten yourself into? ❞ She didn't respond. Another portal appeared and Temeluchas stepped out carrying two baskets. Behind her, Azrael appeared to be doing the same.

❝ You did not bring those things with you? They are abominations! ❞ she seethed.

❝ They are children. ❞ Temeluchas quipped. ❝ I couldn't leave four infants in the pits of Hell. They need to be with their mommy. ❞ Her peachy lips curled up into a malicious smile and Harbonah cringed. A light thump sounded in the other room. Wherever Adam went, he had now returned.

❝ Put those things in the guest room Lu. Nghn. ❞ She glanced between the others. ❝ Is there anything that can be done? What if we treat it like a mortal wound. Slaps some stitches on me Doctor Man. ❞ she told Alistair. Danel just shook his head.

❝ You know it's not that simple. ❞ She was afraid of that. Danel looked concerned and he took a seat beside her on the couch. He stroked the top of her head and a damp towel appeared in his hand. He ripped corset open and began to dab away some of the dried on blood around the stab wound.

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Adam heard voices and movement in his house, and he froze. He let go of the window and tried to listen to the slightly audible conversation in the living room. It didn't work, so he took a deep breath and started out the room and headed towards the living room.​

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❝ Is there anything that can be done? What if we treat it like a mortal wound. Slaps some stitches on me Doctor Man. ❞​

❝ You know it's not that simple. ❞​

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Adam popped in at that point to see Bonnie, Lu, and at least two others he did not recognize. He stood there for a moment looking at all of them, and then looked over at Bonnie and spoke, "I'm just going to say it, you did take that knife, if you didn't hand it back you wouldn't be in this situation right now..." he frowned and then looked over at the others, "And why can't you treat it like a mortal wound? Is there anything that can be done?"​

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Adam closed his eyes for a moment expecting Semyaza to say something. Nope. It wasn't happening. He opened his eyes again and sighed, crossing his arms.​

 

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Lu came back from the setting down the baskets in time to see Adam walking out into the living room. How delightful. She was smiling. Motherhood. The Nephilim had all been well behaved so far and were already beginning to grow at an alarming rate. It made her so proud.

"I'm just going to say it, you did take that knife, if you didn't hand it back you wouldn't be in this situation right now..." he frowned and then looked over at the others, "And why can't you treat it like a mortal wound? Is there anything that can be done?"

Temeluchas stopped in front of him and flicked him in the forehead. "Don't be stupid. Has Semyaza gotten sick of you being so pathetic already? If it were me, I never would have begun to communicate with you in the first place."

"Lu stop it." Harbonah's voice sounded from the couch and she spun on her heel glowering. "Adam, you shouldn't have left. It's not safe, obviously." She feebly gestured to her wound and Lu rolled her eyes. "It was only a matter of time before he remembered that he had the damn knife on him and threw it at me regardless. It's obsidian, forged in the pits of hell. It has magical qualities that keep angels from regenerating. If you get hit somewhere vital with it, then you're toast." She winced in pain and Lu sighed.

The bitch was trying to act more tough than she was. It was all over her face how much pain she was in and yet she was still doing an exceptional job at concealing it, even to Lu's standards. "Harbonah stop moving. You're only going to make it worse. From the way it looks, the knife didn't hit a vital organ or the like, you're just loosing too much blood from all the motion." She unwound the bandage from her disfigured arm and pressed it to Bonnie's waist. Lu snapped at Adam and Alistair without looking at either men. "Would the two of you figure out a way to make yourselves useful. Now!"

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[/url] The operation was...well something indeed. "Oh? is that...praise?" Alistair said with a smirk as he chuckled and continued his operation on Iris before working on the other women. The other pregnant women had no chance and after their children were ripped out they were cast away and burnt to cinder. He held no guilt not regret for those women and merely watched on as they're physical bodies were soon erased.

With all that done, Alistair merely leaned back against a nearby counter and merely closed his eyes with a calm smile as he wiped his hands and arms with a rag. He listened to his mistress begin to speak and merely smiled even more as he listened to the gratitude he received...it was amusing. What she said next was quite a good question and Alistair began to wonder just what exactly he would do next. Surely after being poofed away he couldn't just return back to them like this, and he did have a good reason to finally leave their group.

He merely chuckled as he thought about this, but soon enough the dark mist began to surround him. Rolling down his sleeves and placing his jacket on, the two were soon off. Opening his eyes Alistair merely stared over at the situation before him and remained quiet. Danel was there and also a new white haired girl that he surmised was the third dark angel.

He listened to them talk and had to cover his mouth from burst out into laughter after Tempy called herself a mommy. If she was the mommy then who was the daddy? Shaking away those thoughts, Alistair merely watched on and raised an eyebrow when the wounded angel called out to him. It seemed doctors were in demand for the hell's angels these days.

A newbie arrived and from the looks of things it seemed that he wasn't like the three dark angels before him...most likely an angel like himself. He once again listened to them talk and something interesting caught his attention. The word obsidian resided in his mind and stayed in it throughout the conversation. The fact he learned was a very interesting one and had its benefits.

Tempy began to bark orders once more and Alistair chuckled "My my my, of course Miss.Slice and Dice is worthless in a situation like this" Alistair said walking up as he stared down at Bonnie "well now...you got shanked pretty good...." Alistair said placing his hand on his chin as he crouched down and looked down at the wound. "...welp your fucked..." Alistair said straightened his posture as he closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulder with his palms facing upwards and him letting out a sigh. "Well...I tried" Alistair said looking over his shoulder at Tempy and narrowed his eyes with a smirk "you can't possibly hope to believe that mere human hands can solve what the hands of angels cannot...." Alistair said closing his eyes. "But if we want to play doctor then lets go ahead! If we choose to do so then I'll be needing a needle and some thread" Alistair said.

 

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"Harbonah stop moving. You're only going to make it worse. From the way it looks, the knife didn't hit a vital organ or the like, you're just loosing too much blood from all the motion. Would the two of you figure out a way to make yourselves useful. Now!"​

Adam was about to speak but immediately his attention turned to the other man Lu had just addressed. "My my my, of course Miss.Slice and Dice is worthless in a situation like this... well now...you got shanked pretty good...."​

Adam watched as the man appeared to look at the wound and then he continued, "...welp your fucked...
Well... I tried.you can't possibly hope to believe that mere human hands can solve what the hands of angels cannot.... But if we want to play doctor then lets go ahead! If we choose to do so then I'll be needing a needle and some thread"​

Adam rolled his eyes and spoke out, "She told you to do something useful, not perform like you are in community theatre." Adam walked away from the group and went into the closet nearest to the kitchen and pulled out a first aid kit that was a bit larger than a normal one.​

He walked back over and placed it down near Bonnie, "My grandfather hunts, so he has things in there that'd be helpful." Adam looked over at the stranger and spoke, "There's needle and thread."​

 

[/url] Alistair awaited for a reply of some sort and merely continued to examine the wound until he head the voice of the one Lu called Semyaza. "well somebody's a grumpy fella I mean c'mon! relax a bit...its not like were in a rush or anything" Alistair said nonchalantly with a smile before taking grasp of the needle and thread. Judging by how Semyaza reacted, Alistair was quite curious about the relationship between the boy and the wounded angel.

From what Alistair could gather it seemed the boy actually wanted the girl to survive. He did wonder how he'd react if Tempy was in such a situation, and by extension he did wonder how Tempy would react....would her screams be an exquisite delight to his ears? Closing his eyes as he shook his head, Alistair took his time to thread the needle and merely removed his white jacked and rolled his sleeves up once more. Cleaning off the wound and then cleaning needle, Alistair began to stitch up the wound to the best of his ability.

 

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Brandon had seen the whole scene unfold before his eyes. He was restrained for the first half, being unable to do anything. Just sort of listening to that new angel, Harmonica, explain that the zombies were actually people possessed by demons and void of any humanity. This did indeed make Brandon feel a bit better about so mercilessly killing all of them, since well who needs demons around? Then shit hit the fan at an alarming rate. Compadre was given a knife to use to kill one of them, but instead he just stabbed her instead. And then she retaliated by throwing the knife into someone else. Shane was his name. He just lay there, dead. And as angry and cold hearted as Brandon felt right now towards all of the demons and that stupid angel, he couldn't do anything. He was still too tired from over using his powers to make a difference in the fight against the head zombie. But once she was killed by Cas, Compadre and that one guy, all the other zombies just sort of left. He felt relieved, seeing as he was in no condition to fight right now, but regardless he got up anyway and walked over to Shane's lifeless body.

It was quite the sight to see. Sure Officer Mayo who was part of their group before, and sure he had died, but it was less...noticeable. He was just crushed by a building and truth be told he was actually starting to forget that he was even caught up in it. But Shane, sure he never said anything, but he was right here, right next to them. And bam, he had that knife sticking out of him. It was quite the horrifying scene that only sort of internally pissed off Brandon. He hated losing more than anything, and he was going to make sure for all the fallen fallen, that next round would be there win. Definitely.

However something was still making him a bit curious. He bent down over the body and looked at Xana pointing at the knife. It seemed to be quite the special knife, seeing as Compadre was still carrying it on him despite having his angel sword on him. Not to mention the wound it made on Harmonica was quite the severe looking one. "So what exactly is the primary difference between our swords and this knife. Also, it seemed to be like an effective weapon so should we just keep it with us?"

After his question was asked and a minimum amount of time passed a sigh could be heard coming from one of the members of their gang. It was that other, really bored and lazy looking one. He was standing looking to the sky, turning around to face the rest of the group. "So, what should our next move be? We obviously can't stay here all night and our resting place is wrecked. Not to mention, though we could probably easily take them, I don't think we want to waste our energy on anymore of those possessed today. So we could either find a place to stay the night in town and go hunting for Adam, who I'm assuming is our target's name, tomorrow. Or we could continue on our hunt and find him today. Only problem is I'm thinking Harbonah probably traveled back to his side and will try to make thing exceedingly difficult for us to get to him now, especially seeing as she's probably in a panic now." After he said this he laid down on the ground, face to the sky, and said, "though I'm no leader, so feel free to choose whatever." That was rather odd. He was sure he hadn't heard more than...well anything, out of this man's mouth and now he suddenly pulls that one out. Did something get to him?

 

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It all seemed to happen in an instant. The stabbing of Haboronah, the death of that one kid, and killing of the head of the possessed. Richard stood there looking up to the sky when all was said and done. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of this scenario. Normally he'd say he didn't care at all and would go with his life as he always had, on the flow. But that didn't seem to be an option. All he had wanted was a nap, though that goal seemed to be forever lost to him. Thinking on what had just happened, he figured that something needed to be done. And everyone else just seemed to be standing around, not doing much, probably trying to take in what just happened. He heard the kid ask something about the knife, though that hardly seemed to be the least of Richard's concerns. It was a bother really, the possessed that is. While obviously not, they seemed to be infinite in number and unrelenting in pressure, though having dispersed for now, they were all able to rest up. However he knew it wouldn't last like this forever, moments of respite never did.

He let out a deep sigh, thinking about everything that needed to be done now. It was quite the awful situation they were in, but he at least knew that there one of two things they should do at this juncture. "So, what should our next move be? We obviously can't stay here all night and our resting place is wrecked. Not to mention, though we could probably easily take them, I don't think we want to waste our energy on anymore of those possessed today. So we could either find a place to stay the night in town and go hunting for Adam, who I'm assuming is our target's name, tomorrow. Or we could continue on our hunt and find him today. Only problem is I'm thinking Harbonah probably traveled back to his side and will try to make thing exceedingly difficult for us to get to him now, especially seeing as she's probably in a panic now." After he said this he laid down on the ground, face to the sky, and said, "though I'm no leader, so feel free to choose whatever."

He continued to stare at the sky, as he noticed Henrik wordlessly pull the knife out of the boy's chest. Wonderful. 'So what was that all about?'

He heard the annoying voice ring in his head once more. He only seemed to speak when Richard had done something wrong in his eyes. 'What do you mean?'

Maalik sighed and said, 'you say things like that, showing that despite your apathetic nature you actually do care about the task at hand. So why try to act like you don't?'

'I only said what was true. I'm not about to try and tell these people what to do. I only laid out what are current two pressing options are.'

Maalik sighed again before continuing on, 'listen, guardian of the hellfire is only one of my titles. My other one derives from the alternate spelling of my name, one without two A's. And that word means King. In terms of me though, King of Hell would be more specific. And if kings are nothing else, they are authoritative.'

'So what, you want me to lead this group and order them around. That sounds like quite the bother, not to mention based on the recklessness of some of them, and the know it all air of others I hardly think they'd have the man napping in the field of corpses lead them.'

'I'm not saying to be the king of the group, but if nothing else at least be firm with your decision. Don't just try to leave everything to others, because one day the world will require you to do something on your own, and if you just stand there it'll leave you behind, and no amount of lethargy will help you then.' There was a pause between the two.

Richard sighed once more and said, "though personally I'd say going to find someplace to rest would be in our best bets. If Harbonah did set up some sort of defence right now, I'd say most of our group is too tired to handle it. Furthermore between the rather horrible looking state Hana has looked like she's been in recently, and that some of you seem to be ready to keel over from fatigue, waiting to go fallen angel hunting and resting up a bit, in my opinion, could be our best bet. Any objections?" He didn't really like this one bit, this wasn't his way of living at all. Though something, and someone, told him that he couldn't do nothing. As much of a bother as it was, he was inclined to believe it. After all was said and done, everything in his head was quiet.

 

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It was strange watching as Temeluchas helped her. She wasn't one to help people, but this was a rather crucial moment. Bonnie bit down on her lip, forcing back the pain. Every time Lu's hands pressed to her abdomen, it was like the knife was being stabbed into her all over again.

❝ My my my, of course Miss. Slice and Dice is worthless in a situation like this. ❞ What did that even mean? Azrael approached and knelt down to get a better look at the wound. ❝ Well now...you got shanked pretty good.... ❞ No fucking shit she got stabbed pretty bad. He started to rub his chin and Harbonah rolled her eyes. What was this guy's deal? ❝ ... Welp, you're ****ed... ❞ Alistair said, straightening his posture as he closed his eyes and shrugged his shoulder with his palms facing upwards. He let out a sigh. ❝ Well...I tried. ❞

❝ You didn't try anything. ❞ she seethed. How did Lu put up with this douchebag?

He backed up and glanced at Lu from over his shoulder. ❝ You can't possibly hope to believe that mere human hands can solve what the hands of angels cannot.... ❞

Temeluchas seemed to be tearing up a part of the armrest on the couch as she glared at him. ❝ Don't test me right now. I am in no mood. ❞

❝ But if we want to play doctor then lets go ahead! If we choose to do so then I'll be needing a needle and some thread. ❞ he said.

Adam rolled his eyes and spoke out, ❝ She told you to do something useful, not perform like you are in community theater. ❞ Adam walked away from the group and went off in the direction of the kitchen.​

Thank you Adam. She sighed and glanced at Lu. ❝ How do you put up with him? He's kind of a dolt. ❞​

❝ I throw him against the wall every now and again. ❞ she replied wistfully.​

There were footsteps and then Adam came walking back over to them. He was holding up a first aid kit and set it down near Bonnie. ❝ My grandfather hunts, so he has things in there that'd be helpful. ❞ Adam looked over at the Azrael and spoke, ❝ There's needle and thread. ❞​

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She managed a painful chuckle.​

❝ Well somebody's a grumpy fella I mean c'mon! relax a bit...its not like were in a rush or anything. ❞ Azrael said nonchalantly with a smile, before taking grasp of the needle and thread.

Bonnie glowered at him. He knew damn well that they were in fact in a hurry. He proceeded to finish the cleaning process on her wound before threading the needle through her skin. She hissed in pain and shot daggers at this. ❝ I get the feeling that you're having too much fun with this and it's no wonder why Lu keeps you around. ❞ Harbonah grit her teeth and she heard a scoff come from the brunette beside her. Her clear blue eyes fell on Adam and she looked at him in pain. ❝ How long were you watching for? You shouldn't have been there. ❞

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"Well somebody's a grumpy fella I mean c'mon! relax a bit...its not like were in a rush or anything."​

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Adam wanted to bash this guy's head in, but instead retorted, "Fine, I'll relax. But when it happens to you at least I'll know I don't need to rush."​

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❝ I get the feeling that you're having too much fun with this and it's no wonder why Lu keeps you around. ❞ Bonnie then looked over to Adam and she clearly looked in pain, ❝ How long were you watching for? You shouldn't have been there. ❞​

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Adam bit his lip thinking about it then spoke, "Well, I heard an explosion, and went outside to see where the explosion was... then Semyaza took over... and I ended up watching a decent amount of what happened. A red-head looking like she was choking on air... watching you get stabbed and then stabbing another guy who dropped dead..." Adam clicked his tongue and then sighed, "I watched them kill a familiar face and then ran off." he was clearly referring to Alana at this point.​

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Adam chuckled slightly and spoke and looked over at Lu, "I'm assuming those people were the other Fallen you were talking about... oh man was that only yesterday?" Adam's eyes widened and he looked away, "That was only yesterday. Damn from everything going on in my head I thought it was last week or something."​

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That is what happens when I can talk to you with no time relevance.​

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Adam's face visibly changed hearing Semyaza's voice.​

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Well where the **** have you been?​

I don't go anywhere, I just choose not to talk.​

I have been asking you questions for the past hour.​

No, you have been telling me about how you don't want to do this anymore for the past hour. I didn't feel it warranted a response, when we both clearly know what I would say.​

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Adam looked over at the man who was stitching Bonnie up, "So who's this guy?"​

 

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Lu rose to her feet and moved across the room to stand in front of the window. Danel joined her and she gave him a menacing glance. She pressed her lips together and stared off in the distance. There was a large row of trees not far from the house and just past that was the grove she had Adam training in the day before.

"Well, I heard an explosion, and went outside to see where the explosion was... then Semyaza took over... and I ended up watching a decent amount of what happened. A red-head looking like she was choking on air... watching you get stabbed and then stabbing another guy who dropped dead..." Adam clicked his tongue and then sighed, "I watched them kill a familiar face and then ran off."​

Temeluchas half turned to look back at them. "Familiar face?"​

Harbonah looked uneasy. "I'm assuming he means Alana. She was his ex - girlfriend and the head of my army."​

Lu clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and nodded. "Ah."​

Adam chuckled slightly before speaking then glanced in her direction. "I'm assuming those people were the other Fallen you were talking about... oh man was that only yesterday?" Adam's eyes widened and he looked away, "That was only yesterday. Damn from everything going on in my head I thought it was last week or something."​

She scoffed. "Yes. Those were the others I mentioned yesterday. Keep up with the times kid."​

"So who's this guy?" He was clearly referring to Alistair.​

Lu pressed her lips into a flat line and narrowed her gaze on the red - head. "He's nobody." She received a look from Danel and groaned. "But if you have to know, his name is Alistair. He is Azrael, the Angel of Death." She huffed in annoyance and turned back to the window. "If you're almost done stitching her up pet, we should get going. Unless you want to go back to your little friends, but I can't imagine them being very willing to take back."​

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[/url] Alistair stayed quiet and merely listened to their words as he continued to stitch up the girl before him. It was almost no surprise to the man that the moment he left the party that action began to occur. One of them died, but the group was actually competent enough to actually of wounded a dark angel like this. It was real smart of the dark angels to have left the knife in their care.

He heard the boy ask who he was and almost instantly he noticed Tempy's stare at him. It was quite the cute one so Alistair merely stared back and gave him his own cute smile in return. It was time for them to leave and luckily Alistair had finished up with what he was doing. Bringing the excess thread to his mouth, Alistair merely bit it and cut the thread.

Wiping the blood off his hand the question Tempy asked him caught his attention. Returning to the others would be a foolish thing to do and merely awaking his powers was something he wanted to do. Who knew what would happen when he actually did get his powers...it was an interesting thought. "Come now...out of all of them there is only one of them I can really call a friend, besides, hanging around you is much more fun" Alistair said in a singsongy voice as he walked up to her.