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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 32 - 2/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin ==> Gas Station in Hamburg, Germany

Sam woke up with his head still laying on Red's shoulder. He must've knocked out during their little chat, which apparently wasn't a dream. It was bizarre waking up right next to her, though it felt rather nice. He slowly got out of bed so as not to wake her and stretched his arms and back. When he looked around, he noticed that the white haired girl had woken up before them and was sitting there watching German TV. Oh shit... Oh shit! What does she think happened? He eyed her for a while before moving to the bathroom to take a shower.

After he had taken a shower and dried himself off, he put on the same clothes he had been wearing for a while now. It would probably be a good idea for them to get new clothes. He walked out of the bathroom, his hair still somewhat damp. The girl was still busy watching TV, though he doubted that she understood a word of it.

Everybody was awakened and told to get ready to leave. When they were all set to go, they piled into the cars that Jun Tae somehow managed to get for them. The girl with the compass pointed which way to go according to the needle. With all of the driving they had done, three hours of driving didn't seem like much anymore. Sam's body had gotten used to taking long drives.

After three hours, they ended up in Hamburg. The cars pulled into a nearby gas station to fuel up and to let people use the bathroom and move their legs. Sam took this opportunity to take a leak and swipe some cash. He hadn't pick-pocketed anyone for a while, so he felt it would be good to maintain his skill. As soon as he was done in the bathroom, he spotted someone and stole their wallet when no one was looking. He scored 50 euros, which he had no idea how much that was in dollars. Though, he figured it would be more than enough for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He went up to the counter and after a long, awkward, and difficult transaction with the cashier, he got his smokes and lighter.

He stepped out and lit one of the cigarettes. It was a while since he had a smoke, it felt wonderful to have one now. He went back to the car and waited for them to finish refueling, smoke billowing from his mouth.

 

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Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 2/4 | Music | Location: Hamburg, Germany | ooc:​

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At first he thought they said they were in Hamburger, Germany. He knew he was wrong when he first heard it though. When they all stopped at a gas station he quickly headed to the bathroom as they refueled. He wasn't going to go and attempt to buy anything, not with the German language issues going on.​

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When he got back to the car he saw Samuel nearby smoking a cigarette. He really wanted one badly, he hadn't had one since September.... september... 29th? How many days was that?​

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Adam walked over to Samuel and spoke up, "Hey, can I have a fag? Er... cigarette?" Adam just decided to go general remembering American lingo mix ups that could happen there.​

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19...20...​

Are you really going to keep destroying yo-​

Shut up.​

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 32 - 2/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Gas Station in Hamburg, Germany

As he smoked, the Adam kid walked up to him. "Hey, can I have a fag? Er... cigarette?" He was one word away from getting punched out right there.

Sam popped a cigarette out from the pack and pulled out the lighter. "Here." It didn't matter to him if the kid was too young or anything like that, he had started smoking when he was fifteen. If he wanted to smoke, he could smoke.

As he held it out in front of the kid, he thought about what he could do to keep his urge in check if he couldn't fight as freely as he wanted to. He'd need something to keep him busy, though he had no idea what the hell to do. Red had suggested a Rubik's Cube, but that was just plain out there. It was something, that's for sure, but something that would probably frustrate him more than keep him occupied.

 

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{♚}Location: Outside Old Gym {♚} Mood: Impressed {♚} OOC: {♚}​

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As per usual Logan headed towards the Old Gym to wait not too long after getting up. During his walk, he was expecting Alois to be late like he always was. Sure he might've said that he wasn't going to be late, but he would need to see that before he could believe that. As he near the gym he saw quite a surprise, Alois was actually there. Well now it seem like there was an apology in order, not that he was going to get it. "Congrats on being on time for once." ​

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Yeah, thanks." Alois replied. ​

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Now that he was here, they could actually get to business. "First thing's first, we need the help of our poster boys." While they never did put up any posters, they were good at spreading around news to a select group of people just like they wanted. Alois got the message and took out his phone and them a message. Moments later, he got a response. ​

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"They said that they're on it." Alois said, tucking his phone away.​

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"Good, now we wait." He said, before heading into the gym. The waiting process normally took sometime since there was a specific time frame that they could do this, but it would be worth it in the end.​

 

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The sudden appearance of the shield immediately caught Alistair off guard and raising an eyebrow the aristocrat's grin grew. The exhilaration grew and he felt more excited with each single moment. Just what was this shield exactly? was it something much like the cane he held in his other hand? or was it something much more special. The others carried around swords, but this boy was different. Just why did the dark angels deem this boy a threat when the others were left to roam free?​

So many questions, but hardly enough time to even think about them at the moment. The boy was so concerned about the other peoples lives and Alistair had to admit he was quite impressed with the boys demeanour at the moment. "I have no interest in killing anybody else...but thats not going to stop me...If you'd value the lives of your comrades then I suggest you attempt to escape from the eyes of the public..." Alistair said.​

With that said Alistair brought up the cane in his right hand and closed his eyes. "Well then...awaken my friend...Arondight...." Alistair said as the cane transformed into a jet black sword. Twirling the blade, Alistair dashed forward and horizontally slashed straight towards his opponent without hesitation or delay. What was the next move Alistair wondered. Would he continue the fight here? or maybe make an attempt to move location. It was something Alistair awaited.​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 32 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Wednesday ⦙ October 23 , 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Hamburg, Germany [Gas Station] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖​

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Hana hung the hose back up on the pump and watched as Sam and Adam lit up respectively. She gave them both sidelong disapproving looks. ❝ You really shouldn't smoke, ❞ she chided the both of them. Hana wiped her hands off on the thighs of her jeans and turned to Joslyn, inspecting the compass. She clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth and tapped the glass cover on the compass. ❝ I'd say we're getting close, ❞ she informed the others before heading inside to pay. Hana bought a bottle of Coke -- her first in such a long time -- forked over the cash for the gas of both vehicles.​

Her head was here and there on the pain tolerance, but overall was fine for today. Hana had opted to drive the vehicle Samuel wasn't in after the embarrassing wake up call. She hadn't actually intended to fall asleep and the fact that Joslyn woke up before the both of them had been awkward. The white - haired girl tried to pretend like it was nothing, but there was clear curiosity in her pale eyes. She uncapped the bottle and tipped back the sweet, dark, bubbly liquid. It was refreshing and most definitely missed.​

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She came to a stop in front of Jun Tae and twisted the cap back on her bottle. Hana rocked on her heels and looked up at the Asian man. She wanted to talk to him, but in private. Not now, of course, but definitely later. With them all speaking the same tongue, it made being discrete rather difficult, however, Hana could still speak another language without everyone else understanding. She glanced over to Hay Sun. How much Korean did the girl actually know? Given how long she lived in France, it was doubtful her linguistics were that developed. ❝ Ulineunbam-e jeongchag doemyeon, naneun gaeinjeog-eulo dangsingwa iyagi hago sipseubnida. Geugeos-eun jung-yohabnida. ❞ she whispered to him before heading to the other car.​

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Wednesday, October 23rd, 2013 | Day 32: 2/4 | Music | Location: Hamburg, Germany | ooc:​

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"Here."​

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Adam took it from him and lit it up, handing him the lighter back and saying, "Thank you."​

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22 days, the day before the electrical storm.​

What were you trying to quit?​

No. I just tend to remember the less important things.​

Like what?​

The last time I had ice cream was 67 days ago?​

Would you mind putting that useless calculation to good use somehow?​

Sure, tell me when it is needed.​

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❝ You really shouldn't smoke,❞​

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Adam looked just in time to see Hana turning the other direction and he whispered, "Yeah, I shouldn't do a lot of things... old habits die hard."​

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Oh really? Dare say those words again kiddo?​

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When Adam was done he stubbed out the cigarette and went back into the car.​

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Not long after they arrived in front of a building, where they assumed the next angel was. Adam leaned his head against the car window. He wasn't getting out of the car, if they needed him they could call him. He wasn't going to help recruit if this wasn't even the side he believed in.​

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You can't even act?​

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ALISTAIR WAS SMILING. WHY WAS HE SMILING? "I have no interest in killing anybody else...but that's not going to stop me...If you'd value the lives of your comrades then I suggest you attempt to escape from the eyes of the public..." HE TOLD HIM. THIS MAN WAS SO MESSED UP IN THE HEAD.

LEON MOVED FORWARD STEP BY STEP, PULLING THE SHIELD CLOSER TO HIS BODY. HE WAS GETTING CLOSER TO THIS RED - HAIRED MENACE AND PUTTING MORE SPACE BETWEEN THE WORKERS AND HIMSELF. HE DIDN'T WANT TO BE HERE. HE NEEDED TO THINK OF SOME WAY TO GET AWAY. HIS PALE - GOLD EYES LANDED ON THE WOMAN AND ONCE AGAIN, LEON WONDERED WHY SHE WAS WITH HIM. SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MARRIED TO ANOTHER ANGEL. HE COULD ONLY ASSUME THAT MEANT SHE WAS NOT LIKE THEM. WHY DID SHE HANG AROUND THIS PSYCHOPATH THEN?

ALISTAIR LIFTED HIS CANE OFF THE GROUND AND SHUT HIS EYES. "Well then...awaken my friend...Arondight...." AS HE SPOKE, THE CANE SHIFTED SHAPE LIKE HIS PENDANT AND TRANSFORMED INTO A PITCH BLACK SWORD. HE HAD A MAGICAL CANE - SWORD AND COULD PRODUCE RAZORBLADES VIA HIS SKIN??
LEON GASPED. CONTEGO WAS STILL GLOWING BRIGHT AND THE GOLDEN METAL SEEMED TO ABSORB THE SUN'S RAYS, EVEN THROUGH THE THICK LAYERS OF OVERCAST. LEON WONDERED WHAT ELSE IT COULD DO, BUT DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO DWELL ON IT NOW. IF HE MADE IT THROUGH THIS, THEN IT WOULD BE A DISCOVERY FOR ANOTHER TIME. THERE WAS A STRAY FISH LYING IN THE SNOW NEAR THE CLOSEST STALL AND HE SCOOPED IT EFFORTLESSLY OFF THE GROUND, THROWING IT AT ALISTAIR AND RUNNING OFF DOWN A NEARBY SIDE STREET. HE DIDN'T DOUBT THE POSSIBILITY OF ALISTAIR FOLLOWING, BUT AT LEAST THIS WOULD ALLOW HIM TO PUT SOME DISTANCE BETWEEN THE MONSTER MAN AND HIMSELF. WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO HIS LIFE? WHY DID HE KNOW THE NAME 'CONTEGO?' "YOU CAN'T CATCH ME," HE SHOUTED FROM OVER HIS SHOULDER. LEON DIDN'T RISK LOOKING BACK. IT'S ONLY WHAT IDIOTS DO IN MOVIES. REALLY PEOPLE WOULDN'T RISK PRECIOUS TIME AND ENERGY TO TURN AROUND AND FIND THEIR ASSAILANT.

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{♚}Location: Old Gym {♚} Mood: Bored {♚} OOC: {♚}​

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It wasn't too long after they entered before Alois got another message from one of the poster boys. This one not exactly the best one. Basically they were going to need some help after all and since Logan wasn't going to leave, he left it in the capable hands of Alois. If anything the three of them could figure out something. ​

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In the meantime while they were gone Logan pretty much was killing time by just relaxing. Since there wasn't really much for him to do at the current moment besides wait. If only this place had wifi then maybe he could browse the internet.​

 

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The car trip had been rather uneventful...or at least he was pretty sure it was because he was asleep for most of it. Eventually though they had made it to a new building where they were all pretty sure that the next angel was. The compass was pointing in that direction and as such the crew decided that they should go and meet their next fallen angel. Inside the building there was only a single person there, so it wasn't hard to guess that he was the fallen angel. In fact it was so easy to guess that somebody decided to do something about it.

"Hey there person, our gang would like to talk to you about something important."

'Oh my god he just ran in...again.' Maalik was commenting on the fact that the young kid, Brandon, went in to introduce the group to another angel. Granted he wasn't as stupid about as last time, but the kid seemed to want to take the initiative in recruiting these people. It was actually a wonder this group didn't restrain him from doing something given his explanation last time. Even still he sighed and stood back waiting to see how this kid would react, and if the Brandon kid would totally screw things up.

 

Samuel Riviera
DAY: 32 - 3/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym in Hamburg, Germany

The compass had pointed them in the direction of this old gym. When they walked in there was just one guy by himself. This had to mean that he was the one they were here for. Now there was the issue of who would go up to talk to him. Would the leave it to Red? It would make sense for him not to be able to speak english, so he wouldn't be much help with that. Not only that, he was pretty sure almost everyone present in the group save for a couple could actually speak German. Their best bet would probably be to just let Red talk to him.

"Hey there person, our gang would like to talk to you about something important." Suddenly, the kid just waltzed on over to him. He doubted the kid would be able to convince him to go with them. Before he could even get to the guy, Sam went up to Brandon and wrapped his arm around his neck. "Hey kid, you should try to think before you say something!" He balled his hand into a fist and started to grind his knuckles on the kid's head. "So think a little bit!"

 

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{♚}Location: Old Gym {♚} Mood: Curious {♚} OOC: {♚} ​

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"Hey there person, our gang would like to talk to you about something important."​

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The sudden English voice had surprised Logan since the only voice he was expecting to hear was Alois's and that wouldn't be for a while, depending on how long they took. Upon seeing where the voice had come from, he was now somewhat confused. Just who was this guy and what gang was he talking about. Though as he waited another man appeared and put the first one in a noogie. Yeah, this was definitely getting strange. ​

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While he though about what to say, he had a clever idea. Even if he understood English, they didn't know that he did and he intended to have a little fun with it. So he decided to see how much information he could squeeze out of them before answering in English.​

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"Und was wäre das?" ("And what would that be?") He replied in German. Now to see how would they response to his question, assuming that one of them could understand him. ​

 

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Alistair's eye narrowed with a grin as the incoming fish headed straight towards him. With Arondight in his right hand, Alistair brought up his left arm as a blade pierced through the flesh and made its appearance. Without wasting his time he swung his arm and slashed the fish in two and raised an eyebrow the moment he realized his target began to flee from the area. He wondered if it was an attempt to escape for his life, but the mere taunt said otherwise for him. His grin grew as he started to move, but then another familiar tug caught his attention.

His eyes darted over to the woman that was bound to him and with that Alistair let out a casual sigh. "Get over here!" Alistair yelled as he yanked back his arm to pull the woman over to him. With that Alistair merely closed his eyes and let out a sigh "aaaaaand punch to the gut, lights go out, aaaaaaaand we are ready" Alistair began to say as he casually punched Iris in the gut and caught the unconscious woman as he spoke.

"Now then initiate Iris-backpack mode!" Alistair yelled as he placed the woman on his back and drew out three long cloths. The first once was used to tie it around their waist, and the last to was tied around the shoulders, as if the woman actually was a backpack. Alistair actually had this maneuver planed quite early and it was much more convenient than dragging the woman around. Closing his eyes, Alistair let out a deep sigh as his eyes began to open with a sinister smirk and the strength began to build. He dashed towards the area that Leon had ran over to and began his chase.

 

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Brandon had walked himself right up to the new guy, the guy they thought was the angel. No one else seemed to be taking any initiative, so he decided to go up to the new guy and introduce the group. After doing so he was promptly taken by Compadre and given on vigorous noogie to the noggin. Someone probably should've alerted Compadre that he was built like a tank, and that he was loosing a good deal of air from his massive arm around his scrawny neck. Not to mention the fist on his skull was pretty intense and made him felt like his skull was going to break and shatter. "M-message received." Once Compadre had let go of him he started gasping for air, sweet sweet air. Then the fallen angel asked what the important thing they wanted to tell him was. So Brandon felt obligated to answer. "Oh well you see-"

"Have you noticed all the strange occurrences around the world recently?" Wealthard's voice had cut him off from speaking. "The plane crashes, the catastrophic earthquake in London, the "Zombie Apocalypse" there and not to mention the 'He Rises' thing going on. Well there's something...unusual behind the cause of all of those."

 

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{♚}Location: Old Gym {♚} Mood: Curious/Intrigued {♚} OOC: {♚} ​

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"Have you noticed all the strange occurrences around the world recently? The plane crashes, the catastrophic earthquake in London, the "Zombie Apocalypse" there and not to mention the 'He Rises' thing going on. Well there's something...unusual behind the cause of all of those."​

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Even though he could still understand them, both the change in how he was talking and the list of occurrences surprised him. Though he had heard about the plane crashes and earthquake, he didn't really think much about them. As for the whole "Zombie Apocalypse" thing, sure he knew people that actually went on about that, he wasn't expecting there to actually be occurrences like that. ​

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"And that unusual thing is somehow related to you and your little group." He replied. "So what does that have to do with me?" Assuming that he was going to join them, there were still some questions that he needed answered. He had little plans on joining anything without knowing some more information about this aside from it being all connected to past events.​

 

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LEON LOOKED BACK TO SEE ALISTAIR TAILING AFTER HIM WITH IRIS ON HIS BACK. WHAT WAS UP WITH THAT WOMAN? AT LEAST THE ADDED WEIGHT WOULD SLOW HIM DOWN A BIT. LEON ROUNDED THE CORNER AND FLAILED HIS ARM SUPPORTING THE SHIELD. HE WAS STARTING TO WISH THAT HE HADN'T WOKEN FROM THAT COMA AT ALL. HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO OTHER THAN RUN AND RUNNING SEEMED SO COWARDLY. IT WASN'T FAIR. HE DIDN'T HAVE A FANCY SWORD OR SPIKES STICKING OUT OF HIS ARMS -- JUST THE SHIELD.

HE TURNED DOWN ANOTHER SIDE STREET AND DISAPPEARED OUT OF SIGHT. THE BEST HE COULD DO NOW WAS RUN AND HIDE. HE COULDN'T GO BACK TO THE DAY - LABOR WORK AT THE FISH MARKET STREET. HE COULDN'T SLEEP AT THE SHELTER SINCE HE TOLD ALISTAIR THAT WAS WHERE HE HAD BEEN STAYING. LEON NEEDED SOME PLACE ELSE TO HIDE AND FAST. IT WAS FREEZING OUTSIDE AND HE NEEDED TO GET AWAY. THIS PSYCHOPATH WASN'T GOING TO STOP UNTIL HE WAS DONE. "UMM.... CONTEGO? CAN YOU TURN BACK INTO MY PENDANT?" LEON FELT STUPID FOR TALKING TO A SHIELD, BUT IT SEEMED TO FOLLOW HIS COMMAND. THERE WAS A GLOWING LIGHT AND THE SHIELD ONCE WRAPPED AROUND HIS ARM, WAS NOW HANGING PEACEFULLY AT HIS NECK.

HIS FEET STARTED MOVING BEFORE HE EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT IT, VEERING DOWN ANOTHER SIDE STREET UNTIL HE CAME TO A TAVERN. IT WAS PUBLIC AND OFF THE BEATEN PATH, SO HE HOPED HE COULD HIDE OUT THERE LONG ENOUGH FOR ALISTAIR TO STOP LOOKING FOR HIM, THEN HE WOULD FIGURE OUT WHERE TO GO AFTERWARDS. HE NEEDED TO HIDE.

LEON GAVE THE BARTENDER A COUPLE DOLLARS HE HAD EARNED THE DAY BEFORE AND GOT HIMSELF A BEER, TAKING A SEAT IN THE BACK OF THE BAR. HE SLUMPED DOWN LOW IN THE BOOTH, OUT OF SIDE FROM THE TOPS OF THE SEATS AND FIDDLED WITH THE PENDANT. WAS HE REALLY AN ANGEL? THIS WAS ALL SO TERRIFYING. WERE ALL THE OTHER ANGELS LIKE ALISTAIR, IF SO, HOW COULD THEY BE CLASSIFIED AS GOOD?

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 32 - 4/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym in Hamburg, Germany

"And that unusual thing is somehow related to you and your little group." He replied. "So what does that have to do with me?" Joslyn took a couple of steps towards him, holding the compass close.

"W-w-w-well... you s-see..." She was amazed that they were able to communicate with him so easily. Difficulty in communicating with him was expected, but they could talk to him so easily. "Th-th-this is g-g-go-gonna sound c-c-cr-crazy... b-b-but..." She tried to find the words to explain the situation to him. "W-w-w-we-we're f-f-fallen angels... a-a-an-and y-yo-you are t-to-to-too..." There was no way of telling if this was getting through to him. "Th-th-th-those events were c-ca-cau-caused by d-d-da-dark a-angels that are t-t-tr-trying to i-in-invade p-pa-paradise."

"Oh please... Could you learn to stop stuttering? It's p-p-p-pissing me off!" Joslyn squirmed a little as she stood there.

"S-so... We n-need to s-s-stop them by g-gathering up other f-f-fallen angels to fight them." She carefully sounded out every word, attempting not to stutter. "T-that's why w-we're h-here. W-we need as much h-help as we c-c-can get."

 

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{♚}Location: Old Gym {♚} Mood: Curious/Intrigued {♚} OOC: {♚} ​

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As he sat there and waited for a response to his question, instead of the boy who'd been speaking for the most part, the next person to step was a girl. ​

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"Th-th-this is g-g-go-gonna sound c-c-cr-crazy... b-b-but..."​

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He was quite surprise to hear that much stuttering in a row, even if he could still follow her so it wasn't like he was going to be left in total confusion or anything like that. ​

"W-w-w-we-we're f-f-fallen angels... a-a-an-and y-yo-you are t-to-to-too...Th-th-th-those events were c-ca-cau-caused by d-d-da-dark a-angels that are t-t-tr-trying to i-in-invade p-pa-paradise."

So he was a fallen angel and there were dark angels planning an invasion. Well that only continued to get harder to believe. Heck this sounded like more of a plot for a story than something actually happening. Still they had already started, might as well hear them out to the end.

"S-so... We n-need to s-s-stop them by g-gathering up other f-f-fallen angels to fight them. T-that's why w-we're h-here. W-we need as much h-help as we c-c-can get."

Well that took care of some of his questions, but there was still one thing that he was wondering about. "And do you have any proof to keep me from believing that your all mad?"

 

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Brandon had been sticking to the sidelines for the grand majority of this conversation. Between Wealthard trying to set up what they were about to tell him and Jo's insane amount of stutter explanations, Brandon just couldn't get in a word. However once the explanation ended, the new kid asked a very important and easy to answer question.

"And do you have any proof to keep me from believing that your all mad?"

Though he really didn't even know what sounded so "mad" about this in the first place. Jeez how hard was it to believe that they were angels and stuff? Though Brandon knew just how to answer that. "Well ya see, being fallen angels and stuff, we get these." He rolled up his sleeve to show his golden wrist band, which then turned into Vis Vis. Holding it out he started nonchalantly spinning it around, "we've got magic angel swords. And better yet," electricity started crackling all over his body and sword, "we've got magic angel powers. And they're all really varied, I've got lightning as you can see, he's got fire, he's got fire, she's got fire, the possibilities are endless." Transforming Vis Vis back into a wrist band he simply said, "so are we mad now?" And at that moment the sound of a large global scale facepalm could probably be heard.

 

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{♚}Location: Old Gym {♚} Mood: Curious/Intrigued {♚} OOC: {♚} ​

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Logan didn't quite know what to think as he watch the wristband on the boys' wrist turn into a sword and was followed by the crackling of electricity sparking around him. Seeing this made him glad that he wasn't an scientist or anything like that. They would definitely have something to say disproving what he just saw, but alas he had nothing that he could say. ​

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"so are we mad now?"​

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He couldn't help but chuckle at his question. "Your right your not mad, your insane." Still it was pretty clear that nothing about this was natural, which would make it pointless for him continue and disagree with them. "Though I suppose that'll have to do as the proof I asked for." He took a moment to stand up, it was about time he wrapped this up anyway. "Since I have the feeling that anything else you guys say would only further that belief, I guess I'll tag along."​