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Brandon sat there bouncing his ball around when suddenly Heinry came downstairs. They were apparently departing for Moscow now. Now Brandon was no geology major, but he was pretty sure Moscow was not in the South Pole where they knew his wife was being held. Then he said that they were going to an airplane now to get going on their journey. Also apparently Heinry had connections in Russia. Wasn't Moscow in Ukraine though? Oh well, he'd just go along with this confusing geology problems being presented to him. However before that he simply said, "okay, I'll be out in a minute, just gotta do something." Brandon figured it'd be good to keep everyone in the loop so he decided to shoot a text to the one man he knew always had his phone on him. For without his phone, that man may not even be able to function the same way as he usually would. Taking out Cas's phone he began a message.

With that done Brandon started his way out of the hotel and started following behind Heinry on their way to the airport. He was still pretty much utterly confused as to what they were actually planning on doing but seeing as Heinry probably wouldn't listen to any sort of dissuading message he could give him, he just decided to follow along for now. Though he was curious as to what they were going to do in the event that they actually succeeded. "So, what're we going to do once we find your wife?"

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W E A R I N G ✚ S O L V E ? ✚ M U S I C
MOOD ※ QUIET ✚ DAY 35 ※ 3/4 ✚ DATE ※ 10/26/2013 ✚ LOCATION ※ VENICE, ITALY​

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PATIENTLY, Leo waited for Joslyn to try again, but then she began to talk to herself. He internally sighed while crossing his arms. Not only was she still thinking about the chair too hard, but Azazel was going to become a cheat sheet. He didn't mind that, Leo supposed, but because Joslyn was so physically weak, he thought that Azazel suddenly exerting herself through the physical body would cause harm to it.

A few moments later, he watched as all of the girl's muscles completely relaxed and her face smoothed over, along with a glaze covering her milky eyes. ⎧That's far better.⎭ he thought to himself, watching closely. Aconitum began to glow as Joslyn lifted and Akasha heated up in his pocket. One fluid motion later, the chair was sliced in half. The girl was surprised, which made Leo sigh, but he did say with any means necessary.

⎧ Well done. Your connection with Azazel is confirmed, but it will be bad if that keeps happening. She needs to learn to draw on your power herself, not the other way around, Azazel.⎭ he explained, ⎧Alright, now . . .⎭

After saying they weren't going to use Aconitum for the rest of the day, Leo spent the next four hours arduously working with Joslyn on improving her control over her breathing and relaxing. He taught her the basics of controlling her body for when to strike at the right times, and how to draw on the energy that Azazel provided without over exerting herself. It was a long, would-be stressful process, but Hay Sun was always complaining about how he had the patience of a saint. He treated Joslyn just as he would any other person from the group; he was cordial but distant and impersonally cool.

By the time they were done, Joslyn had fainted at least five times, and spent about thirty minutes altogether of just lying on the floor and breathing hard. ⎧It will not be easy,⎭ he told her plainly, ⎧But you need to be able to fight and defend yourself. I won't force you to continue, but if you wish to, meet me here tomorrow.⎭

Leo left his jacket to Joslyn because the temperature had dropped a few degrees. From the lobby of the building, he retrieved his phone from where he left it on the desk and checked it; there was a message from Cassandra's phone, which, if he recalled correctly, was in Brandon's care now.

To: Jun Tae
Yo, Lion bro. Me and Heinry are going on an adventure to go save
his wife or something. We're apparently flying to Moscow, and yeah.
Keeping you in the loop~
-Brandon​

He raised an eyebrow. Henrik's wife? . . . Lion bro. He sighed.

To: Brandon.
Don't be useless to him, then.​

Leo returned his attention to Joslyn, who was still looking completely beaten. ⎧Would you like me to walk you back?⎭​

ιllιlı.ıl L lııl E lııl O lıιllιlı.​

 

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Richard stood by as the Adam kid started to let loose a chuckle. He didn't really realize anything was particularly funny in this scenario but he was pretty oblivious to these things. "So you are good with swords... how good are you with powers then?" It was at that moment the kid used his own powers, the weird gray mist, to move at an extremely fast speed to go land on top of one of those weird boxes on rooftops with fans. "I can tell you right now." he paused for a moment as he placed Nakhosh on his lap, "I am terrible at swordfighting, I got trained yeah, but, I'm not that good at it. So instead of us lunging at each other getting nowhere in the process, you help a guy out? I'll help with whatever I can."


He stood there taking in the offer for the moment. "I can tell you right now, about all I can do at the moment is ignite things." To demonstrate that he had the white mist coil off his sword only to condense it and ignite his saber in white flames. "Seeing as your powers are clearly different my own, I don't really know how you could help develop them any further, other than maybe being kindling for my fire." He sighed a bit before continuing. "Furthermore my own sword style is simply based off of a sport where people are moving in a straight line, so I'm not sure how well that would actually help you. But I suppose it's worth a shot." He put out El-Harriss before saying, "so what do you want to do first?"

 

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PALE LASHES FLUTTERED OPEN AND LIGHT FLOODED INTO HIS FIELD OF VISION. LEON BLINKED HIS EYES SHUT TIGHT, THEN OPENED THEM ONCE MORE. IT WAS ALWAYS DIFFICULT ADJUSTING TO BRIGHT LIGHT IMMEDIATELY AFTER WAKING UP. THERE WAS PAIN IN HIS ABDOMEN AND HE GROANED. LEON PRESSED THE BUTTON ON THE SIDE OF THE BED AND IT ADJUSTED HIM INTO AN UPRIGHT POSITION. HE YAWNED, WINCING IN PAIN AS HE MOVED, AND BLINKED HIS EYES ONCE MORE.

"Papa."

THE SMALL VOICE CAUGHT HIS ATTENTION AND LEON TURNED HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE. SITTING BESIDE HIM IN A CHAIR FAR TOO LARGE FOR HER, WAS A SMALL WHITE - HAIRED GIRL. SHE LOOKED SLEEPY AND HOPEFUL. THERE WAS A SMILE ON HER DELICATE CHILDISH LIPS AND HER EYES WERE THE SAME SHADE OF GOLD AS HIS.

"Papa," SHE REPEATED AGAIN. "Comment vous sentez-vous, papa?" THE GIRL LOOKED NERVOUS AS HE JUST STARED AT HER.

"WHY DO YOU KEEP CALLING ME PAPA?" HE ASKED.

"You are my papa. Do you not remember?" SHE LOOKED NEAR TO TEARS. THE GIRL SNIFFLED AND WIPED THE BACK OF HER HAND AGAINST HER DRY EYES.

LEON SAT IN SILENCE, MASHING HIS LIPS. LAST TIME HE WOKE UP IN THE HOSPITAL, THERE WAS NO ONE WAITING FOR HIM, AND NOW A SMALL CHILD WAS TELLING HIM THAT HE WAS HER FATHER. A LUMP FORMED IN HIS THROAT AND HIS CHEST CONSTRICTED. HE FELT BAD FOR HER AND THERE SEEMED TO BE NO REASON FOR A CHILD TO LIE ABOUT BEING HIS. HE HELD OUT HIS ARMS TO HER AND SHE CLIMBED INTO THE BED, CURLING UP AGAINST HIS SIDE. LEON WINCED IN PAIN AND GRITTED HIS TEETH. "I'M SORRY. MY MEMORY'S NOT WHAT IT SHOULD BE." HE HELD HER OUT AT ARM'S LENGTH TO GET A GOOD LOOK AT HER. "PLEASE REMIND ME OF WHAT YOUR NAME IS SWEETIE."

THERE WAS A FAINT SMILE ON HER LIPS AS SHE SNIFFLED AND SAID, "Mali."

"MALI," LEON REPEATED. "THAT'S A BEAUTIFUL NAME. A BEAUTIFUL NAME FOR A BEAUTIFUL GIRL." HE PULLED HER IN CLOSE ONCE MORE AND SHE WRAPPED HER SMALL ARMS AROUND HIS TORSO. "WAS THAT FRENCH?"

"Yes, papa. We're from France. We were supposed to go home awhile ago, but then you went out one evening and didn't return. I've been all alone at the hotel. It was hard to find you without knowing Russian. I finally found you after you returned to the hospital last night. I was so scared."

HE STROKED THE BACK OF HER HEAD AND KISSED HER HAIR LIGHTLY. "DON'T WORRY. I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE NOW. THERE'S NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF."

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 35 - 3/4 | DATE: October 26th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Abandoned Apartment Building in Venice, Italy

Before she knew it, four hours had passed as Leo taught her how to control her body to attack and how to draw on Azazel's power of her own accord. However, she had passed out multiple times during the four hours of training. Her frail body wasn't quite used to this kind of training. It would take her time to get used to this, if she could even handle it. She sat there on the floor after Leo left the room.

"Well, even though he's being a hard ass, Razzy does have a point. You'll need to be able to fight and fend for yourself."

"I..." She was still out of breath from the training. "...I know."

"Ugh, you're so frail, it's disgusting. All of your constant stuttering is a real nui-"

"Shut it, worm, before I do it for you." There was no response from her. "At any rate, do you understand what you're capable of, now?"

"Maybe... A little..."

"Aww, if you don't it's fine. I totally understand if you don't. As time goes on and you keep up your training, I'll explain it in more detail."

"Alright then. Still... I'm not sure if I can keep this up."

"You're just not used to it yet, that's all. You won't be able to change something that fast. Things like this take time. Don't fret about it too much, okay honey~?"

"Alright then." Joslyn pulled the jacket around her closer to her body.

"You'll see. We're going to make progress, and you'll be a much more capable person, I know it! C'mon, say it with me: I can be a much more capable person!"

"I can be a much more capable person..."

"With more feeling!"

"I... I can be a much more capable person!"

"Atta girl~" Soon after, Leo came back from wherever he went off to. She was still somewhat out of breath.

"Would you like me to walk you back?'

"I-I would appreciate t-that." She tried to lift herself off of the floor despite the fatigue. When she finally stood up, it looked like her knees were ready to buckle. "L-let's go..." Joslyn laughed nervously.

 

[/url] And so Danel gave his two bits of advice to the group. Really the first one sounded like some sort of a passive threat directed at Xathanael. The second one was actual advice though. Apparently there was someone named Ariel who was in deep shit at the moment and any other form of attack would kill him. Though if there was one thing he wasn't sure of...it was who Ariel was. The only image that came to mind was some disobedient dumbshit horny teenage mermaid, and he was positive that wasn't what was being discussed here."Ariel is an angel, the Lion of God. Quite powerful indeed. Though I wasn't aware that he had fallen. How interesting." Well that certainly cleared up some confusion there. Regardless he kept listening to the explanation Danel was giving. Apparently he was dead set on finding the location of this Leviathan and were going to permanently kill this Jehoel angel. Permanently. Well that certainly sounded like a pickle they were put into.

"Well I'll be seeing you, unless there's something else?"

Sal sat there really just looking around to see if anyone else had anything to say to the dark angel before him. Since the man was seemingly offering to answer any questions at the moment, Sal did think this would be a good time to learn something from the man. Though if there was one thing he was curious about, it'd be this Leviathan they kept mentioning about. Or Ariel. Man there were so many things he could ask this angel. Oh well, so little time, and as such he probably only had one question to ask. "So if you wouldn't mind telling us, where exactly is Ariel? And what kind of threat does he face anyway?"
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"So if you wouldn't mind telling us, where exactly is Ariel? And what kind of threat does he face anyway?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaah, good question indeed. Unfortunately, I offered to tell Little Miss Hay Sun here, his whereabouts the other morning and she shot me down. Pretty Boy is apparently not very high on her saving list."

He clapped his hands together and the mist restraining them dispersed. Xathanael lunged to her feet and her obnoxiously trusty Luria took full form before she was even standing. Danel popped his lips and waved goodbye. "Later."

The mist engulfed him and he was gone.

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ — ✖ DAY 35 ※ 3/4 ✖ DATE ※ 10/26/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ ROME, ITALY
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With little success of getting free, Hay Sun continued to struggle against the mist that was holding her to the ground. If only she could get free, she could snap the son of a bitch's neck and be done with it. What the hell made him think that they knew where Leviathan was, anyway?

Annoyingly enough, Italie had become the reverse-side voice of reason and let room for the suited douche to say what he wanted.

❝To give you a piece of advice. Well, actually, two pieces of advice. First,stop recruiting. You're all better off if you don't get involved.❞ Well shit; she could have told anyone that. ❝Second,❞ he pointed at her, ❝if you actually intend to go for Ariel, I suggest you do so soon. In his current state, he won't be able to handle another attack. He's lucky he survived the current one.❞

Hay Sun stopped listening. Pretty Boy? Attack? Where? Of course she wanted to find him! But Jesus fucking Christ, where was she even supposed to start looking?!

Meanwhile, something was mentioned about Red and knowing Leviathan's location, where Hay Sun's eyes then fell on her companion. Did she know where the dude was? Personally, she didn't even care – and who was Jehoel? She wanted to ask Danel where Pretty Boy was because he said he knew last time, but Uriel . . . said they didn't need him.

Italie's voice dragged her from her thoughts. ❝So if you wouldn't mind telling us, where exactly is Ariel? And what kind of threat does he face anyway?❞

❝Aaaaaaaaaaah, good question indeed. Unfortunately, I offered to tell Little Miss Hay Sun here, his whereabouts the other morning and she shot me down. Pretty Boy is apparently not very high on her saving list.❞

❝Fuck you.❞ Hay Sun spat. Moments later, the mist and Danel was gone, and Hay Sun was getting back to her feet. ❝Shit.❞ And when she pounded her fist to the floor, the entire building shook, the ground of the epicenter completely shattered. Pretty Boy . . . Leon . . . Leon. Leon. Leon.

Ariel.

Calm down.

Ariel.

There is no use in letting Danel rile you up. Calm down.

Hay Sun couldn't think straight anymore. When she opened her mouth again, a high-pitched scream howled out that lasted for several long seconds before she clenched her eyes closed. ❝Xathanael, I need to find Ariel. I'm in charge of this body now. Hay Sun is no longer conscious.❞ Uriel stood up, dusting off her clothing and sighing. ❝Since Israfil is dead, there's no need for us to be here anymore. Shall we go?❞​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 35 ⦙ 3/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ October 26 , 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Rome, Italy [Ballroom] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ ✖ ❖​

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Danel disappeared and left Hana looking like a fool with Luria extended and panting heavily. The sword changed shape back into a wand and she regretfully slid the sparkling white object back into her hair. She turned around to face the others in time for Hay Sun to scream. It was an ear - piercingly loud scream. Hana covered her ears with her hands until the girl fell silent. Her aura shifted and Hana knew instantly why.​

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❝ Xathanael, I need to find Ariel. I'm in charge of this body now. Hay Sun is no longer conscious. ❞ Uriel stood up, dusting off her clothing and sighing. ❝ Since Israfil is dead, there's no need for us to be here anymore. Shall we go? ❞​

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Hana nodded her head. Sometimes she wondered how the other angels viewed her. They had all spent the last two millennium primarily asleep and retained their emotionless detached states. However, she had no choice but to be herself all these many years and had grown rather human. Xathanael felt like the humans did and often times let human judgment cloud her mind. While she may not be battling with the soul of a mortal for control of her body, she was still limited in her abilities. ❝ Yes Uriel, ❞ she replied in her most detached voice.​

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Xathanael helped Dumah and Zachariel to their feet. She needed to start acting less like a human and more like an angel, and not just a fallen angel. If they were going to succeed, they needed to be their true selves. ❝ Do not stay in control too long, ❞ she reminded the Archangel, not that Uriel would need reminding. They made their way outside and back to the car. With Uriel in control of Hay Sun's body, Hana felt it would be better if she drove. She wasn't sure how much practice the angel actually had with driving, and given the fact that they were in Italy where people drove wherever they wanted whenever they wanted, there was a strong possibility of over the top road rage.​

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Saturday, October 26th, 2013 | Day 35: 3/4 | Music | Location: Venice, Italy | ooc:​

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The tired feeling he had at this point, reminded him a lot of when he was training the Bonnie. It actually ended up making him sadder then he expected to be when he thought about it, so he kept forcing himself to block it out.​

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Although he couldn't speak for Richard, he found everything that had gone on in their training that day very helpful. Now, at least Adam could properly swing a sword, and he felt more in touch with Semyaza at this point, even though Semyaza chose to remain silent and only spoke up comments every now and again whenever he wanted to take a break.​

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His ankles were sore, so he was trying to shift his weight more towards his toes, and he finally let himself sit down. He had his sweatshirt off for a while and was sweating a good amount. It may have been freezing in the U.K, but he was in Italy now, it was warmer.​

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He took a couple breaths and wished he had brought a bottle of water with him. He closed his eyes when he felt the wind kick up. Earth's air conditioning.​

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Adam looked over at Richard and spoke up, "I'm gonna be totally honest. I was expecting you to fall asleep halfway through that."​

 

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W E A R I N G ✚ S O L V E ? ✚ M U S I C
MOOD ※ SIGH ✚ DAY 35 ※ 3/4 ✚ DATE ※ 10/26/2013 ✚ LOCATION ※ VENICE, ITALY​

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LEO watched Joslyn. ⎧I - I would appreciate t - that.⎭ He had no remorse that they had gone to an extreme on what was her first day, but there was little time to turn her into someone who could look at their target and it simply disappear. Raziel didn't have those capabilities ( although he had capabilities fairly damn close to that devastating level ), but he was sure that it was possible for Joslyn. His role in that was simply finding the fastest way to that point.

⎧L - Let's go . . .⎭ Her laugh was nervous and her physical stability was even less reliable.

He sighed. ⎧You shouldn't be hesitant to ask if you require assistance.⎭ With one smooth movement, Leo spun Joslyn around and up until she was in a comfortable position on his back with his hands hooked under her legs. Without another word, Leo began to walk back to their hotel.

The girl was light, he thought, and probably never ate enough. With the training he was going to put her through, he thought that Azazel wouldn't be enough of an energy supply. Leo decided to take control of her diet as well.

They arrived back at the hotel some twenty minutes later and a warm relief flooded through him as the warmth seeped into his skin. Although his face was stoic, he was freezing. After a little more walking and elevator-usage, Leo set Joslyn down in front of the door of her hotel room and nodded at her, returning to his own room and wondering if she would show up tomorrow.

He opened the door to see Hay Sun staring out of the window with a suitcase next to her. The air was different around her and he immediately grasped that it wasn't Hay Sun he was looking at. ⎧Uriel, is there something wrong?⎭ he asked.

⎧I am leaving soon. I must find Ariel.⎭ Uriel replied in a monotonous voice. ⎧Danel has trifled far too much with Hay Sun's mental state regarding Ariel, and I can no longer stand by.⎭

⎧It's not just that, is it?⎭ he asked knowingly. ⎧It's hard to hide anything from me, Uriel.⎭

⎧Don't patronize me, Jun Tae White. I will end your meager mortal existence.⎭

Leo wasn't bold enough to face Uriel, so he conceded with a sigh.

⎧. . . But yes, you are right. Pathetic as he is, Ariel holds a special meaning to me. I cannot let the fool die, even if that will save me much trouble in the future.⎭ Uriel sighed, grabbing onto the suitcase. ⎧I do not know when I will return, but you will be able to keep track of me. In the meantime, Danel is under the impression Xathanael knows something of Leviathan's existence. That is unreliable, but worth looking into.⎭ He placed a hand on Leo's shoulder, and then left the room.

From his window, he watched as Uriel left the hotel. He sighed. Did he have any idea where to begin looking? Most of Leo's attention had been focused on Leviathan, but there was little to no luck so far, even though the more intense part of his search had just started. Ah. Joslyn still has my jacket. he thought to himself. I'll get it tomorrow.

Russia, Hay Sun had kept mumbling in her sleep. Something about Russia, East, and lots of snow.

ιllιlı.ıl L lııl E lııl O lıιllιlı.​

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Brandon had stepped out of the airport to be met with Moscow's chilly air. He started shivering a bit and rubbing his arms to try and keep warm, but it was still pretty cold here. He wasn't going to really bring it up to Heinry, he didn't quite want to bother him about that. After all Lion did tell him to not be useless, and stopping for winter clothes may be considered a tad useless. Plus it wasn't that big of deal. The UK did get pretty cold after all at times. Granted he usually had some sort of heavier clothing to help deal with it,but oh well. He was watching as Heinry was fiddling around with his phone until a question was directed towards him. "Let's go. We can take a taxi out of here. Can you deal with the cold? It's only nine degrees out."

"N-nah, I-I-I'm p-p-perfectly f-f-f-fine." Brandon didn't realize he was actually going to be that affected by the cold. He started to try and think of what to do to make sure that he wasn't going to freeze to death that didn't involve actually diverting any of their time. That when he thought of a simple solution. Electric currents started running all along his skin that were underneath clothing. As such he started feeling warmer from the electric currents coursing throughout his body and just gave a thumbs up to Heinry. "Perfectly fine. Sooo, do we know where to start searching?" Brandon was kind of curious as to where they were actually going. If nothing else just so he could keep the others informed to their location.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 35 - 4/4 | DATE: October 26th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy

With a sigh, Leo spoke, "You shouldn't be hesitant to ask if you require assistance."

"Huh? Wai-, wha-?!" With one smooth movement, Leo spun her around and up until she was resting comfortably on his back, his hands hooked under her legs. Without another word, he carried her back to the hotel. It was so bizarre being carried on someone's back. She wondered if this was how Hana felt being carried around on Sam's back. Despite how strange it was for her, it was nice to be carried around by someone. She let her head rest against his shoulder as they wordlessly moved towards the hotel.

After getting back to the hotel and going up the elevator, Leo set her down in front of her hotel room. With a nod, he went to his own room. She opened the door and stumbled her way to the bed where she fell flat on her face. The worn out girl let out a muffled sigh of relief as she enjoyed the softness of the bed.

"Razzy really worked you over, I can tell. Was that really the first time you trained?"

"Yeah, it was."

"I'm impressed. Honestly, I was afraid you might just break to pieces in the middle of it." Azazel let out a hearty laughter.

"I'm... I'm not that fragile..." She silently protested. After letting the comfort of the bed embrace her, she rolled over and sat herself up.

"Aww, you know I'm just joking, honey~" Joslyn stood up from the bed and took off the jacket that she was wearing.

"Oh! This... This is Leo's Jacket! I should return it..."

"You can return it tomorrow, it's not like he's going anywhere tomorrow, riiiiiight~?"

"Well, I guess you're right." She tossed the jacket onto the bed and went to the bathroom, where she peeled off all of her sweat-drenched clothes. She got into the tub where she had run a nice, hot bath. As she sat there, enjoying the heat of the water against her sore muscles, she started to think about what Azazel made her do. "Hey, Azazel?"

"Hmm?"

"Earlier, when we were training with Leo, you helped me cut through the chair."

"Right."

"Well, what else did I do? I mean, when I came back to my senses, I saw that the chair was dissolving or something like that."

"Oh, that. Well, I'll explain that one as time goes on. Gotta keep somethings for later, you know?" Joslyn groaned at her response and continued with her bath.

After getting out of the bath and drying herself off, she put on a fresh set of clothes and went back into her bed still drying off her hair. Despite the bath, she was still very sore and tired. "I'm so sleepy..."

"Alright honey~. Hey, maggots, say good night."

"Ugh, Good night..."

"Good niiiiiiiiiiiight~"

"Good night." It didn't take too long before she fell asleep on her bed, the towel still on her hair.

 

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The training had gone on for another few hours before they finally decided they were done with it. Richard didn't feel like he had taught the kid much at all. Just basic things here and there. As for how well Richard had done in his training...he wasn't sure at all. It wasn't like he had developed a greater understanding of his powers at all. Sure he had been able to refine his flames and his mist a bit more but that was about it. Oh well. "I'm gonna be totally honest. I was expecting you to fall asleep halfway through that."

He looked at the kid, usual bored expression and all, and just said "Not the first time I've heard that. Anyway, good job today kid. I'm going off to bed now so bye." With El-Harriss turned back into a wand, which Richard pocketed, and he walked off giving a short wave to the kid. All in all the training was probably for the best but he still didn't feel any better about his whole angel abilities. Oh well. He was fine with his fire for now and as such he just went off to his room to get to bed. Once he started to lie down on the bed he heard that familiar voice.

"You're still missing part of it. Your powers that is. There's the second half to it that you haven't figured out though. Not yet at least. If you can't learn it, then even with those flames you'll still probably end up losing."

'And I take it you aren't willing to tell me?'

"I've told you my second title before. It's up to you to figure out how to use it. Really it should just come naturally, but you probably wouldn't have even thought it existed if I didn't mention. Good luck."

'Right.' With that, Richard ended up falling asleep, feeling slightly confused about his angel powers as a whole. What exactly was he missing? Oh well, sleep now, think later.

 

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Saturday, October 26th, 2013 | Day 35: 4/4 | Music | Location: Venice, Italy | ooc:​

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Adam sat up on the roof for a few more minutes after Richard left in order to cool down. When he finally was, he put back on his sweatshirt and headed back into the hotel. He went and got himself food, and then went back to his room, where he pulled an apple out of his bag and started chowing down on it.​

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Stop thinking you accomplished a lot​

Hey I have. I have gotten better with the training, and my powers. I think I am doing just fine.​

How good would you say you are?​

Pretty damn good.​

If anything, you've got too much confidence. This is unfortunate. I will live with it for now, but don't let it go to your head. Or I will have to do something about it.​

You are upset about be being confident? Wasn't that one of the things you wanted improved?​

You confidence was never lacking... I said I wanted you to stop being a defeatist.​

More confidence, less defeat​

Maybe I do have to work on something here, something not setting right in your head.​

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Adam rolled his eyes and decided to just pass out on the bed then, because he was tired.​

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The ride home was quite pleasant and he thoroughly enjoyed the flight back to Norway. There was nothing waiting for him at home, but then again there was nothing for him at Germany so there really was no point in staying in the place Lu just dropped him off at. In no time he returned back to Norway and with a loud sigh Alistair smiled and walked out of the jet that picked him up

With newspaper in hand and a cup of coffee in the next, Alistair walked on to his house and read the fascinating article before him "Hmmm prison break in russia...big news, but wait wasn't that the place the set the prof" Alistair said reading it before chuckling "Maaaaan things these days are so interesting" Alistair said walking in. Taking his time to preform some overdue work, Alistair let out a sigh and fell asleep on his bed.

 

[/url] Today was quite the amusing one he had to admit. It was as if he was living in a completely different world than the one he had been in previously. Before it was just average and mundane, save for the spontaneous international road trips. Now he was in a world of angels and magic and other such things. If there was any doubt in his mind before, which the talking angel in his head slightly got rid of, it was gone now. The whole experience had made him feel rather thrilled to see what was to come with these people. He turned to Xathanael and looked at her. She seemed to be mulling over something, though he wasn't going to inquire as to what. Instead he simply decided to speak to her about his situation. "Now, I know I had said that I would only join once I see some example of teamwork and in that dark angel scenario, well we were all pretty helpless to do anything. But I'll assume it was a rather unique scenario and pass it off as a freebie. So I guess I'll just tag along for now and observe more of your whole group dynamic thing. We'll talk about it more if you'd like later but for now, good night Xathanael." He gave her a smile and walked off to his room. Afterwards he ended up just simply going to bed, completely joyed by the day's experience.

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Brandon had ended up following Heinry into the taxi and the two had arrived at that really weird sounding town name that there was no way Brandon was going to attempt to pronounce at the moment. They both went to a hotel somewhere in this town and had ended up buying their own hotel rooms again. Feeling a tad drained from using his powers as a heating source, Brandon graciously drifted off into the realm of sleep.

 

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It was quite amusing to the silver haired man as he merely stared down at the single piece of paper that he held before him. Was this pride he felt? no it wasn't something like that, maybe it was eagerness to figure this all out, figure what results he could find. He stared down at the paper and merely chuckled to himself as he read the report once again. Such things out of the norm...he wished to observe all of it.​

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He turned his chair and stared over at the pile of failed experiments and merely sighed. Though what Regulus did was such a messy procedure, he always preferred to keep things clean when he had the chance. "I have no need for them, dispose of them..." Regulus said nonchalantly as he turned to other pieces of work that he held. There were many fascinating things his powers could do, but it seemed he had only begun to truly use two of them to the best of his abilities. One of which took his research to other levels while the other was used in his little event at the prison. ​

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These two powers of his were quite magnificent, and if used with some creativity they were sure to have many other uses as well. Still there were still things that kept him unaware, but that merely meant more research needed to be done. In the end with his work complete, Regulus head on and drifted off to sleep.​