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❖ DAY ⟡ 37 ⦙ 1/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Monday ⦙ October 28, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Venice, Italy [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel ❖​

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Hana slipped out of her room before Joslyn could wake up. They really needed to spend some time together soon, but now, now she had a question to answer. She smoothed her hands over the dress she bought while she was out yesterday. This was silly. They had more serious things to worry about and yet all human emotion was somehow overpowering rational thought. Tch. Humans were so fickle. She really didn't like being this way. I am Xathanael. I am the sixth angel of God. I am the Hidden One. And I'm worried about a relationship with a human. She sighed. Hana stopped in front of the door and lifted her hand to knock, but decided against it.​

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She shut her eyes tight and concentrated as hard as she could. It had been a long time since she attempted something like this, but with everyone else experimenting with their powers, why shouldn't she? Because I'll get sick and die... Hana inhaled and as she breathed out slowly. There was a tingling sensation and a light breeze tickled her skin. When she opened her eyelids she was standing inside the dark room. Samuel was asleep on the bed and she felt woozy. Hana pressed her hand against the wall for support. She swallowed and took a deep breath before standing up straight and walking silently over to the large sleeping figure.​

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Hana loomed over the bed and mashed her lips together. ❝ Samuel, ❞ she whispered, ❝ Samuel. ❞ She narrowed her eyes at him. Hana clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and shook him before flopping down on the bed beside him. She gave him another shake and tapped his face. ❝ What's the deal? ❞ She didn't know how else to say it without sounding ridiculous, but she still did. ❝ Get up. ❞ she demanded, yanking on his arm.​

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Samuel Riviera​

DAY: 37 - 2/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy​

As he slept, something started to poke at his face. He had no idea, but he didn't want to deal with it. Then something started tugging at his arm. It was starting to get really annoying. Just what the hell was pulling at him anyways? He opened his eyes and turned to face what was disturbing his sleep. It took him a while to process that Hana was lying right next to him.​

He stared at her blankly for a few moments before he even reacted. "Oh... it's you..." Sam tiredly sat himself up and rubbed his eyes. Still half-asleep, it took him a few moments more before he realized something. "Wait a minute, how the hell'd you get in my room without a key?!" He was definitely alone when he fell asleep last night. Now he wakes up to her right next to him like nothing.​

"Ah, whatever..." He lay back down and put his hands over his eyes. "What do you want, Re- err... Hana?" It would still take some getting used to calling her by her name. He was so used to calling her Red. Although, thinking about it now, it'd be odd if the others suddenly started to hear him call her by name. They might think something is up. That was one thing he'd like to avoid.​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 37 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Monday ⦙ October 28, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Venice, Italy [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel ❖​

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He stared at her blankly for a few moments before he even reacted. ❝ Oh... it's you... ❞​

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❝ It's me, ❞ Hana replied blandly.​

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Sam tiredly sat himself up and rubbed his eyes. ❝ Wait a minute, how the hell'd you get in my room without a key?! ❞​

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She held up a finger to her lips. ❝ It's a secret. ❞​

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❝ Ah, whatever... ❞ He lay back down and put his hands over his eyes. ❝ What do you want, Re- err... Hana? ❞​

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That was sweet. He was trying to stick with calling her by name. ❝ I wanted to know where the other night leaves us. ❞ She cleared her throat and began to fiddle with her hands. ❝ As I'm sure you recall, I don't have a lot of experience in the whole, relationship department or dealing with people other than Joslyn and I just don't know what happens now, especially with the whole, saving the world thing going on. Do we get married? Do we have um ... sexual intercourse? Humans do that these days, right -- premarrital sex? ❞ Her face was beginning to burn red and her whole body was growing warm and tingly. This was beyond awkward.​

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Samuel Riviera​

DAY: 37 - 2/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy​

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❝I wanted to know where the other night leaves us.❞ She cleared her throat before continuing on. ❝As I'm sure you recall, I don't have a lot of experience in the whole, relationship department or dealing with people other than Joslyn and I just don't know what happens now, especially with the whole, saving the world thing going on. Do we get married? Do we have um ... sexual intercourse? Humans do that these days, right -- premarital sex?❞​

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By the time she was done talking, Sam had pulled his hands away from his eyes and was staring at her in disbelief. Her face had turned as red as her hair, and rightfully so. He had no idea that was going to come from he mouth. Sam sat himself up and ran his hand through his hair. "Uh, well... I mean..." This completely came out of left field. No amount of thinking could've prepared him for that. "That's... uhh..." What the hell could he say to that? After all, he had thought about having sex with her, but he was uncertain how to bring it up. Now all of a sudden she brings it up and he's stumped. On top of that, she even asked about marriage, which he was completely clueless about.​

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"Well... For the marriage thing... That's, umm..." He was starting to turn just as red as she was. "I mean... It's just... I don't know how that'd work with all of the others with us..." That would be a really awkward thing to explain to the others. Just out of the blue, they got married. There's no way that'd fly over well, or without jokes at their expense. "I've never thought about marriage before... So, I just... Yeah..." He nervously clawed at the back of his head. "O-Oh, and... As for the sex stuff... I mean..." The clawing on his head intensified. "I-If you really want to... We could... You know..." His face was thoroughly red as a strange tingling sensation shot through his body as he spoke. "N-Not right now, of course. But, you know, if you really want to..."​

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 37 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Monday ⦙ October 28, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Venice, Italy [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Samuel ❖​

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Sam stared at her and stared at her and stared. Eventually he mustered up the strength to sit upright, but even then the best he could do was stammer. ❝ Uh, well... I mean... That's... uhh... ❞ He was clearly caught off guard by her question. ❝ Well... For the marriage thing... That's, umm... ❞ He was starting to turn just as red as she was. ❝ I mean... It's just... I don't know how that'd work with all of the others with us... ❞​

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Right! The others -- she had completely blanked on the others once she opened up. Now was definitely a bad time to start anything. It would probably be best if they just kept this quiet for now.​

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❝ I've never thought about marriage before... So, I just... Yeah... ❞ He nervously clawed at the back of his head.​

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That's embarrassing. He's never thought about it and yet she just blurted it out. She is an angel, bonding ceremonies are just what they do. They bond and become one. It was nothing like those imitation human marriages that often times didn't last. These were forever. Til death do us part actually held meaning in their ceremonies.​

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❝ O-Oh, and... As for the sex stuff... I mean... ❞ The clawing on his head intensified. ❝ I-If you really want to... We could... You know... N-Not right now, of course. But, you know, if you really want to... ❞​

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Hana swallowed nervously and bit down on her lip. Her cheeks burned and she had to turn away to catch a breather. ❝ Oh, well, maybe later then. I'm sorry for just barging in here and interrupting your sleep. I just wanted to clarify where the other night left us ... ❞ She took a slow deep breath. ❝ Perhaps we should just keep this between us for now? Hidden. ❞ It was really a matter left for when everything was settled, if that ever happened. The only problem, that would two months from now. Hana leaned into him to give Samuel a small kiss on the cheek. ❝ Pardon my intrusion. ❞ She started to get up off the bed to leave.​

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Samuel Riviera​

DAY: 37 - 2/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy​

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Hana swallowed nervously and bit down on her lip. She turned away from him. ❝Oh, well, maybe later then. I'm sorry for just barging in here and interrupting your sleep. I just wanted to clarify where the other night left us ...❞ She took a slow, deep breath. ❝Perhaps we should just keep this between us now? Hidden.❞​

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"Yeah, that'd be a good idea."​

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She leaned in to give him a small kiss on the cheek. ❝Pardon my intrusion❞ The red haired girl got up off of the bed to leave.​

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"Yeah... It's alright..." After she left the room, he lay back down on the bed and wondered about their relationship. It was definitely going to be awkward, especially with all of the others around them. He hoped that things would go relatively normal, considering the nature of their existence.​

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"I wouldn't count on things going smoothly"​

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At the sound of the voice, he jumped. He was alone in the room this time, that was for sure. It was just him.​

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"You can't see me since I'm in your head right now."​

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"What? Who the hell are you?!"​

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"What, did Xathanael not tell you who you hosted? Pity."​

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"Wha- Wait... Are you...?" He was starting to piece it together. ​

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"This is the first time we're really talking. Unless you count the time I kept telling you to kill her."​

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"So that was you..." There was anger in his voice.​

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"Funny that you should be the angry one when I'm the one who is starting to become absolutely livid."​

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"What was that?"​

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"You see, before, you were channeling my destructive tendencies nicely. I didn't feel the need to tell you anything because you were just so eager to go and break things." The voice was starting to lecture him. "However, this little complication that has arisen is getting in the way of that. I don't like it. Not. One. Bit."​

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"Oh yeah? Well what are you gonna do about it?"​

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"I'll tell you exactly what I'm going to do about this."​

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"Ah! What the-?!" A powerful stinging sensation filled his body as he started to lose control.​

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Afterwards, Sam got out of the bed and stood in front of a mirror. "I don't care if you choose to pursue that girl, honestly, I don't. But you can't let it interfere with your habit of destruction. It is the very core of who I am."​

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"Wh-What?"​

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"Now that you've stopped destroying things, I've been feeling very... How shall I put this, unfulfilled." He took off his shirt. "So I'm going to give you an incentive to start destroying once more."​

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"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Sam started to think he would regret asking that question.​

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"I was just getting to that." A wicked smile crept across his face. "If you don't start destroying again..." He brought his hand up and extended two fingers. They were engulfed in bright red flames before he dug it into his own shoulder.​

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!" Sam let out an agonizing scream that no one would hear.​

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"I, Abaddon, will start to destroy your body as compensation." Soon after, he pulled his fingers out and suddenly collapsed to the ground. His breathing was heavy as he writhed in pain on the floor. "Do I make myself clear, you worthless container?"​

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Through the pain, he forced himself to sit against the wall. "Fuck you..." He managed to say through heavy breaths.​

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"Cute. Regardless, you would do well to heed my warning, because that was a mere sample of what I'm capable of doing to your body." Because the wound was inflicted by flames, it had been seared shut already. "And if that isn't enough, then let me sweeten the deal for you. Should you destroy enough things, I'll teach you more of what you're capable of. Considering what I'm asking for in return, this is a great deal. You should, no. You will take it. Am I making myself clear?"​

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"Crystal..."​

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"Good." At this point, he realized that things would never be normal for him. Not ever.​

 

Brandon woke up that morning feeling nice and refreshed. The dorm room that he had stayed in was rather nice and he felt ready to take on the day...or ya know continue on with whatever it was they were going to do. He wasn't actually sure what Heinry planned to do now that he had met up with Eris. Like it was a nice reunion and all, and Brandon he was happy he could get to see it but now...they were just sort of in Russia. Oh well. So as such Brandon decided to just get out of bed and get ready for the day and all that it threw at him. He walked out of the room and just made his way to the entrance to wait for Heinry and Eris. Though he figured he'd go and update the main group as to what was going down. Taking out his/Cassandra's phone he started texting his red headed invisible angel friend.

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 37 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Monday ⦙ October 28, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Venice, Italy [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ X ❖​

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Hana walked out of the room feeling a mixture of -- actually, she could not seem to properly conjugate the right word to accurately portray how exactly she felt. Relieved? Disappointed? It was some strange jumbled up combination of both. She was disappointed that her time with Samuel didn't lead to anything further and yet relieved that it did not lead to anything further. This just really needed to stop. Human emotions just interfered. She made it about half way down the hall to her next destination when her phone beeped in the pocket of the leather jacket she had on. Hana stopped to pull it out and stared at the name displayed on the screen. Cass? That didn't make any sense at all. How could Cassandra be texting her when she was dead? They burned her body, after all. A bit timidly, Hana opened up the message to read.​

From: Cass​

Yo there, just a brief little status update. Heinry​

an I are still chilling (pun intended) up here in​

Russia and we just found his wife the day before.​

Apparently she was in hell before being here or​

something, but I don't know what to make of that.​

Anyway, just thought to keep you informed.​

-Brandon​

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Well, that explained a lot. Brandon still had Cassandra's phone from when they all got split up the first time. That was helpful. She stepped out of the middle of the hallway and leaned against the wall to send him a reply back. These international text messages were going to cost a fortune, but that mattered little to Xathanael.​

To: Cass​

Thanks for the heads up. Stay safe.​

Let me know where you are headed​

next. We will meet up soon.​

She slipped the phone back into her pocket and headed for Leo's room. The two of them really needed to talk -- matters that were much more important than love. They needed to figure out their next course of action and he would be the best person to strategize with. Hana stopped in front of his door and knocked twice, hoping he would be in their. The last couple mornings he was up early and out the door to train Joslyn and today could potentially be no different. The odds that he was in there were slim to none, but she had to try.​

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It was quite early, but Alistair had gotten up quite early and gotten himself prepared for the day. His time in hell was actually quite pleasant and he began to wonder just why everybody began to say hell was such a bad place. He merely chuckled and placed on his hat as he gripped the cane nearby and smiled. He loved his new powers of blades, but he knew that there was more he could learn the curiosity was always what led him to move forward and dealing with these kids may entertain him. He wondered how far the others had gotten and if they were still alive. To be honest he had taken quite a liking to the group and he was looking forward to see their progress in the world.

 

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Monday, October 28th, 2013 | Day 37: 2/4 | Music | Location: Venice, Italy | ooc:​

Days without sleep: 1​

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Adam was hanging upside down from the bed, with the T.V on a music station so he'd have some background noise. He had Nahkosh in his hand, which was currently in necklace form, he kept twirling it around in his fingers and on occasion, asking it to change into whatever weapon popped up in his head at the time. Some it changed to, most it did not.​

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After a while of this, he got bored and rolled off of the bed and onto the floor. He clipped Nahkosh back to the necklace and got up off the ground and decided to get out of the room, he had been in there all night passing the time by to the point he was incredibly bored.​

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Adam grabbed an apple from his bag as he left and started eating it as he left the room. He was aiming to head somewhere else, maybe the roof, when he found himself stopping in front of the room Joslyn was staying in. Why? He had no idea, but he decided to just go with his gut and he knocked on the door.​

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Joslyn Taylor Jones​

DAY: 37 - 2/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy​

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At the sound of knocking at the door, the pale-skinned girl opened her eyes. She yawned as she sat herself up right. As she rubbed her tired eyes, she got out of bed and shuffled over to the door. Without thinking beforehand, she moved to open the door.​

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"No, wait-!" However, before she could acknowledge her, Joslyn had already opened the door partway. Adam was on the other side, waiting.​

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"Oh, g-good morning, Adam..." She spoke with a tired monotone. "How are y-you..." Before too long, she looked down and noticed that she was only in her bra and panties. "A-A-A-AHHHH!" She had forgotten to put on pajamas the night before. It must've slipped her mind after getting out of that soothing bath. With all of the force she could muster, the half-naked girl slammed the door shut.​

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"Oooh, I tried to warn you, honey."​

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"Oh no, oh no oh no oh no. He saw me like that. Oh no no no nooooo~!" Tears started to form in her eyes from the embarrassment. She made her way back to the bed and pulled the blanket over herself tightly.​

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"No, no, no, don't be like this. You need to be strong and brush it off. Things like this happen. Tessa's laughter was almost drowning out what Azazel was saying. "Hey, shut up before I shut you up."​

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"AHAHAHA, Ahah, ahah... Aahhhhh~. Man, that was priceless."​

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"Oh god, no. No no no no no no no. I can't face him after that."​

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"You can do this, honey. I know you can do this. This is something that could happen to anyone. You just need to learn how to brush it off. C'mon, I can help you. Let's go."​

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"No, I can't! That was just... I can't!"​

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"Honey, I'm beginning to lose my patience for this." The tone in Azazel's voice dropped dramatically. "So you're going to get dressed, open that door, and brush it off like nothing happened. Ok?"​

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"But... But!"​

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"O. K. ?" The sound of knuckles cracking could be heard.​

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"O-o-o-o-okay..." The albino, clearly intimidated by the drop in tone and cracking knuckles, reluctantly got out of bed and fished out some clothes to wear.​

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"Good~!" Azazel's voice went back to its usual, cheery sound.​

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After putting on her clothes, she went back to the door and opened it again, slowly. "U-u-umm... So... W-w-wh-what did y-y-you w-wa-want?" Her eyes shifted all over the place as her face flushed red. She looked just about ready to cry at this point.​

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"Alright, that's a start."​

 

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Monday, October 28th, 2013 | Day 37: 3/4 | Music | Location: Venice, Italy | ooc:​

Days without sleep: 1​

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Adam finally came up with a good idea on what to say, but that was all thrown away as soon as Joslyn opened up the door. She clearly looked drowsy but there was no way in hell he was looking at her face at that moment.​

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"Oh, g-good morning, Adam... How are y-you..."​

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Feeling spectacularly lucky.​

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He opened his mouth to speak, failing each time, but Joslyn finally noticed what was amiss and let out a scream and slammed the door. Adam wasn't sure whether to find this humorous but at least she had a good looking body. Well, good looking by his standards, he knew guys liked girls with a little more meat on their bones.​

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Adam waited half impatiently for her to come back, and when she did, she opened up the door slowly. She looked uncomfortable, and it showed.​

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"U-u-umm... So... W-w-wh-what did y-y-you w-wa-want?"​

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Her eyes were shifting all over the place and her face was red. She looked like she was ready to cry and Adam didn't want to see that happen, not that he would doubt it if she did cry when the door was shut.​

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"H-hey don't worry it's fine, you don't need to be embarrassed I get what mornings are like. You don't think im-immediately."​

Oh god are you gaining her stutter?​

I'm not in the mood. ​

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Adam cleared his throat and tried to recall what he was thinking before the full-body image, "Well, I remembered that Hana said something about us trying to work together as partners... ya know, because of the whole Semyaza and Azazel thing, and I was wondering if..."​

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Adam trailed off as he lost his words and stood there thinking for a moment before his face showed a clear trace of remembering, "You wanted to um, train together or something." Adam realized he still had the apple in his hand the whole time and looked at it where it had already browned, and he shrugged it off as he took another bite. He looked more lost then he felt.​

 

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 37 - 3/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy

"H-hey don't worry it's fine, you don't need to be embarrassed I get what mornings are like. You don't think im-immediately." Adam was obviously trying to comfort the girl, which helped things a little bit. It still didn't change the fact that he had seen her in only her bra and panties. She could die from embarrassment right there. He cleared his throat before speaking again. "Well, I remembered that Hana said something about us trying to work together as partners... ya know, because of the whole Semyaza and Azazel thing, and I was wondering if..." He trailed off and stood there thinking. It seemed like he was remembering something.

"Oh, what a perv!" Joslyn suddenly felt a little violated as she looked at his face.

"Would you shut up already?"

"You wanted to um, train together or something." Adam finally finished saying before taking a bite out of an apple. Training. That's right, she had been training with Leo the past couple of days. She had forgotten about that just now. He was supposed to be training her, though she wasn't exactly looking forward to being worn out again.

"Hey, maybe Razzy might train him with you. You never know, he could want to make everyone more reliable, you know what I mean?"

"I... I guess it's worth a shot..." She said to Azazel. Before speaking, she rubbed her eyes on her sleeve and then looked at Adam. "Well... Y-you see... For the p-past couple o-of days, L-Leo's been training me." The embarrassed girl took a moment to think about what she was gonna say next. "But... M-maybe, if h-he's willing, you can t-train with us."

"There we go, honey. That's the ticket."​

 

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Lu entered her bedroom to see Alistair already awake. At least she wouldn't have to wake the lazy bastard. That made this easier. She strut silently over to him and came to a stop in front of the bed. Temeluchas leaned forward and rested her hands on his knees. "Sleep well?"​

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"Hell is quite comfy." There was a smile on his face and Lu flicked him in the forehead.​

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She pursed her lips, her face within inches from his. "Glad it could be so comfy for you. Hell suits us all quite nicely if I do say so." Lu pressed one finger under his chin and tilted his head up. "So, are you actually going to serve a purpose for me pet, or just continue to waste my time?" If he as going to be this useless, he would help them out more dragging down those pesky Fallen that foolishly think they can save Paradise. All he'd have to do is act as he usually does and they would get no work done ever.​

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Alistair looked into her blue eye with his typical dumb grin on his face. "I have no other reason to mess with you...for now...might as well play the role of the good boy..."​

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She scoffed. The idea of him being good in any way was absurd. Lu pulled away and turned to the door. "Children!" The pitter-patter of footsteps sounded down the hall as the three children came rushing into the room. They all clutched their knees and panted, clearly out of breath. No on kept Momma Lu waiting, no one.​

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Cal had a piece of muscle tissue hanging from the side of her mouth and Lu crossed her arms, glowering at the little girl. "Calamitosum, what did I tell you about finishing your food?"​

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Her dark eyes were wide with panic as she slurped the raw piece of muscle into her mouth. "Sorry Momma Lu." She chewed quickly, then clasped her hands together behind her back.​

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"Better. Now, Azrael here is going to help you become big and strong. First, he'll give you a checkup with that ridiculous human medical degree of his. The growth rate can be a lot of stress on your little bodies and I need to be sure you are all doing well. Then he'll help with your education. I can't have my babies stupid now, can I?" They all shook their heads no. Such fine children when they weren't arguing. "Then we'll all work on your physical training together."​

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"Momma Lu?" It was the little twin boy. "When is Mali coming back?"​

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She knelt down in front of the child and rested her hand on his shoulder. "Not for awhile. Soon you will all have tasks such as Mali's and when that time comes, I need to know you are prepared. Understand?"​

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He nodded.​

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"Good. Now let's get to work." Temeluchas clapped her hands together and rose to her feet.​

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Not too long after getting up and showering, Logan returned to the main part of his hotel room and turned on the tv. Right now he didn't quite feel like heading out yet so he decided to kick back for a bit. Odds are he royals only be in there just long enough to flip through the channels a few times.

 

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Though the woman was quite a pissed off individual, she was also quite the playful person. Of course she would never see him as a person and to him he was always a toy, bu even so she would always be that broken person that could get severely insulted by the mere toy that she owned...if anything the children she owned were probably more mature than even her. He felt the flick on his forehead and as his chin was raised he smirked as he stared down at the woman before him. Truly she was below him.

He said his words and after that the children were called forth to do what was needed. The children moved quickly and without a beat, and Alistair could instantly see the fear that the children held of their dear mama Lu. One of the girls had some muscle tissue hanging on his face, and Alistair quickly deduced one thing, that it was human muscle. He was neither disgusted nor appalled by the scene since he was expecting such a scene in Hell as well as his experience as a doctor helped severely.

He crossed his arms and listened to the words that Mama Lu had to say and immediately he blinked as he heard what she just said. At first Alistair figured he was going to be more of a dummy for the kids, but surprisingly he was more than just a dummy. Being a teacher sounded weird to Alistair but he easy accepted the task. Did Lu actually care for these kids? he doubted it but he would see soon enough.

Despite the whole cannibalism thing they had going on, they were quite adorable in Alistair's eyes and he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when Lu stated she was ready to start. Walking up to the three children he merely crouched down on one knee to their level and placed his hand on his chin as he stared at the children. He began with a few small tests like checking pulses, breathing and little things. He closed his eyes and smiled as he ruffled the hair of Cal before standing up "Well now, I'd say you kids are growing quite well...good job mama Lu...so then...why don't we head over and start lessons" Alistair said.

 

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Spoiler: Arbitrary Self Training #2

Sal opened his eyes to not be surprised by the scenery at all. He was in the world where his previous beat down had happened. Such fond memories those were. Regardless he stood around on top of his mental water ground boundless sky thing. Though this time Zachariel wasn't waiting for him here. Perhaps she simply wanted to skip any formalities since he knew what was going to happen. He continued to just stand there, patiently waiting, until the sky turned red and the clouds went dark.The shadow creature burst forth from the water ground and bellowed at him. Well if that wasn't a deceleration for a fight he didn't know what was.

Spoiler: Round 1

The first round between the two picked up from where they left off last time. If memory served this beast had the habit of adapting to all of the previous attacks he used. There was first the side hopping which was followed by the back hopping which finished with the straight punch. As such he thought that it would be impossible for the creature to adapt to all means of countering it at once and probably had to start compensating for that. As he was contemplating this though, the beast had begun its charge straight towards Sal. He had to develop a strategy and develop one fast.

As such he decided to actually see what the beast was going to do. It was mostly likely going to adapt to his straight punch so he was expecting a counter to that. Sal waited a bit until he noticed the beast looked ready to come to a halt. To respond to this, Sal jumped backwards to avoid what was coming up next. That turned out to be the beast stopping and punching directly in front of it to stop the previous move that Sal had done to it. Looking confused for a brief moment it didn't know how to respond, so Sal delivered a swift kick to its stomach. It crumpled in for a second, but was just enough time for Sal to do some follow up attacks on it.

The beast started to jerk around like one would expecting something being beaten up, until finally it just uppercutted Sal in the chin. This sent Sal flying back a bit until the beast started to go wild on him and the beast tackled him to the ground. With the beast hovering over Sal, it just completely went apeshit crazy and started pummeling him with his fists. Sal felt his teeth breaking from the impact of the blows and his start to shift unnaturally. The beast was just about to break his skull in until he stopped, and simply walked away.

Spoiler: Round 2

At this point Sal could barely feel or move his face. Of course, he felt the healing process start to begin. Oh lord the healing process. He felt the uncomfortable and painful shifting of his jaw and the regrowing of his teeth. Once feeling had returned, he rubbed his jaw and simply picked himself up. The beast looked like it was ready for round two, and at this point, Sal supposed he was to. Going over the options again he awaited the beasts charge to figure out how to counter it.

The beast began with its usual charge attack and Sal figured it would revert back to using the method it used when he first did the back step method. As such he went in to counter the same way he had before only find out that this beast was smarted than it appeared. Rather than just continuously charging, this time it jumped up and did a diving attack, completely avoiding Sal's fist. Albeit it had completely overshot what it meant to do because it was compensating for the backstep that never happened, but nonetheless it avoided his counter. Sal turned around to find the beast just standing there, with a confused look on its face for a second before swiping its arm at Sal.

Sal ducked under the arm and kicked at the things the legs. Thankfully one of his blows landed on the beast's shin, causing it to fall over. Sal got up and back stepped away from the now fallen body. He had to think of what to do next, because usually after the charge was a lot harder to fight. Though while it was picking itself up, Sal thought it a good time to go in for another strike. Kicking at the thing's head it grabbed Sal's leg and shattered it in its grasp.Sal toppled over in agonizing pain and the beast proceeded to do the same to the other leg. When all was over with, Sal felt death about to come on him once more as the beast was pounding on his rib cage until, as usual, it stopped.

Spoiler: Round 3

Sal began to pick himself up off the ground before the magical self healing torture began. Sal was kind of wanting to really beat this monstrous entity because he was getting sick and tired of it just breaking all of his bones apart. However Sal toppled over when the uncomfortable feeling of bones shifting around and flesh mending started up again. This regenerating was nothing short of agonizing in terms of pain, but even still Sal started to pick himself up to face the beast he was squaring off against. When it noticed him it snarled and began round three.

The fight got underway in the usual way. The beast would charge at Sal, and Sal in turn would have to develop some form of strategy to counter this beast who was constantly adapting to defeat all of Sal's plans. As such Sal had figured since last time it thought he would back step, but he didn't, this time it would think that Sal would simply be going for some form of stand still attack like he had the last two times. It was a risky thought, but the only one he could really think of at the moment. So to avoid the charge and much to Sal's surprise, the beast actually stopped and punched right at where Sal would have been. Taking this opportunity Sal punched the beast in the face but then didn't for a follow up because he didn't want his bones to be shattered in a counter attack again.

The beast, slightly confused about not being hit again, took the opportunity to just go in for a counterattack. It punched right at Sal, who just barely got his head out of the way of the attack. Sal then went for his own counterattack involving kicking the beast in the gut. However, the beast's arm was still dangerously close Sal's head, and as such grabbed it, pulled it in, and and the the beast headbutted Sal. Feeling dazed by the blow, Sal stumbled back and proceeded to get the **** kicked out of him until he finally lied limp on the water ground, the beast walking away from him.

Spoiler: Round 4

Sal would've gotten up before the healing started this time it was actually physically possible for in this state. Both his arms and legs were rather limp and he just lie there, thinking of how to fight the beast even more. Though his thoughts were cut short by the usual agonizing healing and Sal started to let out screams of pain as his body was being repaired. Sal was starting to think Zachariel was a sadist, though he was still going to go with this fight anyway. It would allow him to become stronger, albeit at a probably slower rate, and gave him an excuse to stick around. That reason being he would be too tired to leave after the training. Though thinking of the group was not on his list of priorities at the moment. Picking himself up he looked towards the number one priority of the moment. And it snarled back at him.

The beast began the fight as it always would. That is to say, charging straight at Sal appearing to throw caution to the wind. Seeing as Sal had already pulled off a successful side dodge, moving to the side would not save him this time. So instead he hopped backwards as the beast came forward. However it did not slow down. It was as if the beast may have been anticipating the method. In fact, it didn't show any signs of trying to stop a side dodge. The beast inevitably tackled Sal to the ground as a result of this but the Portuguese man was not out yet.

Though he was pinned to the ground there was a short period of time between the beast's tackle and his next attack. As such Sal took the time to simply punch the beast in the face in that time frame. It felt stunned for a bit and as such Sal followed up a couple more times, that is until the beast totally crushed his hand so he couldn't punch anymore. The beast decided to go easy on him this time and only pound in his skull to the point where Sal was basically on the verge of death. Though after delivering his hardcore beat down to the head, the beast walked away from Sal.

Spoiler: Round 5

The regenerating wasn't as bad this time, instead it just felt really weird and uncomfortable. His hand, however, was still excruciatingly painful to mend. Though mend it did and whilst it was doing such painful tasks, Sal was picking himself up from the ground. This was round five. The place where the fight had ended last time he sparred against this creature. The real question here was, was it going to end here again? Sal figured it didn't really matter. If this beast's merciless fighting style was anything to go by, Zachariel was quite serious about training him, and if he tried to half ass at any point, he'd probably die for real. With that in mind he turned to face the beast and began the potential final round.

The beast began its charge and Sal began to think of what to do in this situation. If the beast was adapting to his previous solutions now based on what the beast did last, then it was most likely thinking he'd go for a stop punch again. As such, Sal did the exact same thing he did last time and back stepped. The beast did just what Sal was thinking it would do, that is stopping short and punching forward. As such Sal ducked in and uppercut the beast in the chin. He followed up that upper cut with a straight to the chest and sent the beast backward.

The beast, skidding across the ground, roared at Sal. Sal was expecting some sort of just punch attack again, but this time it just flat out did a second charge at him. Sal, not expecting this, was sent flying by the charge. The beast then did its charge again and this time leaped into the air, slamming itself into Sal as he was falling down again. Sal coughed out blood as he was sent crashing into the ground and didn't quite have the ability to get up from it. The beast grabbed Sal's shirt, and began spinning him around until finally it threw Sal. After skipping across the ground the beast made its away over to Sal, at full speed, and broke in his rip cage. With Sal being unable to move the beast walked away from him.

Spoiler: Round 6

Sal felt the healing process start right away after the beast left him be. However something was different about it this time. It was still horrifyingly painful and uncomforting, and he still made grunts in response to the pain, but it was as if it wasn't bothering him as much as it used to. His body fully healed he stood up and realized he was still in this world. With that he supposed that Zachariel intended to drag things out longer than before. Oh well, if he had to keep fighting this thing, than so be it. When Sal looked to the beast it roared and began round six.

Round six started out the same as all the other rounds, with the beast charging at Sal. Sal had figured out that the beast was using methods of fighting him that involved predicting him even further than before. This, in turn, made Sal half to focus on just how he would fight the beast now. He clearly just couldn't do something different other wise it could get him hurt. However, Sal ended up doing nothing to see how the beast would respond. He didn't really know what to expect from it but in the end the beast jumped to the side of Sal and began a second charge. Interesting. Sal responded to this by jumping out of the way of the second charge and kicking the thing in the back, making lose its balance.

Sal waited for the beast to get up and prepped himself for most likely another charge. However the beast didn't. Instead it just went in to punch Sal's face in. Reacting just in the nick of time, Sal narrowly dodged the beast's fist and responded with his own straight. The beast took the punch and then proceeded to grab Sal's head and headbutt him again. Sal was surprised he didn't actually see this manneuver coming again. Regardless he was not as dazed as last time and went in for another straight to the face. However, so did the beast, and the two ended up with their fist in the opponent's face. However the beast was clearly triumphant in terms of raw strength, and as such sent Sal skidding across the water floor. With Sal unable to get up in time, the beast simply walked over to him and stomped in his spinal cord, while pushing both of his legs over his back. With that the beast realized the fight was over and walked away.

Spoiler: Round 7

Sal was immobilized before the healing started. Not only was he in severe pain, but he literally could not feel his legs in anyway shape or form. He tried to push himself up, but unfortunately his bottom half was just keeping him down. That is until he felt the regeneration process occur. It was one of the more painful ones, but even still the pain started to matter less. Once his spine and legs had fully healed he finally got himself back up and stared down the beast. Things were only getting crazier with this thing and he had to keep up his reactions to whatever the **** this thing was doing, or else he was indeed going to lose. The beast returned his stare and round seven kicked off.

With his usual charge the beast rocketed away towards Sal. Sal had to think of what this beast was going to do this time and make that he had some follow up in mind, Standing still was most likely going to get him killed, so he had to find some other way around that. Dodging to the side the beast attacked straight forward, but stuck his other hand out to the side at the same time. Sal braced for the impact and was sent backward, with the beast shifting directions and charging at Sal. Sal, in turn, essentially flip kicked the beast in order to stop his charge. He stood there for a moment, slightly confused at what he had been able to do, but proceeded to go for punches to the beast's face. The beast, wanting none of that grabbed Sal's arm and tossed him aside.

After rolling around for a bit, Sal picked himself up a bit to notice the beast charging again. In order to counter it this time, he simply kicked the thing in the shin and effectively tripped it. With the beast tumbling around a bit, it finally pushed itself up. Sal got himself only to be immediately, and slightly comically, tackled down by the beast. The beast did its usual thing of breaking Sal's bones and just walking off giving no ****s about the body on the ground.

Spoiler: Round 8

Sal lied there in the water as he felt his bones start to reform. The pain started to matter less and less each time it happened, he had observed. Perhaps he was just getting used to it now. Regardless of his contemplation on how this regeneration actually was he eventually stood back up and got ready for round eight to get under way. The beast seemed rather impatient and willing to get it underway as well.

The beast started his charge towards Sal and Sal started to think about what to do in this situation. However he quickly stopped thinking about it and simply stood there waiting for the beast to do something. However, he noticed something a little odd about the beast. His arm seemed to be tensing up. It was at this moment that Sal realized what was coming up next. The beast stopped and punched straight at Sal's face, who just narrowly dodged the attack. Recalling the headbutt maneuver, Sal ducked under and uppercut the beast in the gut. He followed it with a hook to the beasts face and then ended with a straight.

The beast merely staggered back and came back with a vengeance. It started to do something completely different than any other time. Something that Sal had not seen coming at all. It kicked him. Straight in the gut too. The kick sent Sal launched across the area and he landed with a powerful thunk in the water. The beast walked over to Sal and simply broke both of his arms, broke both of his legs, and then stomped on his rib cage for good measure. When it was over and done with, the beast walked away from Sal, ending the round.

Spoiler: Round 9

Sal tried to pick himself up, but found it to be rather difficult with his arms and legs broken. It was then that the bones started to reform in their usual manner and Sal was only reduced to a pained gasping and grunting during it. Once it had finished, Sal was able to pick himself off of the ground and turned his attention to the beast. It was at this moment that he was feeling a tad bit impatient and the poster really just wanted to get to round ten, so with that the beast returned his death glare and round nine started.

Sal tried to start and think through all of the possibilities of what could happen in this round. Over the past thirteen rounds the beast seemed to have a defined pattern. But now, the beast just seemed to be moving erratically. His charge at the beginning was the only thing that stayed the same but that was probably because with the distance between the two he couldn't really do anything else. Because of this Sal's mind started to become rather cluttered and he was actually starting to over think it. The beast ended up jumping over Sal, which he was not expecting at all. The beast followed up with a punch towards Sal's gut, which he narrowly dodged. Sal went to counter this by going for a straight right at the beast's face and ended up following that up with one upper cut into the beast's gut. This sent the beast hurtling back into the water, only for it to spring right back up on its feet.

The beast then countered this by charging Sal and stopping midway to land a punch square in his face. Sal was sent flying, as usual, but he tried to recover. While he was skidding across the ground he saw the beast continue to charge at him and then figured he saw something. He knew a punch was coming up next, and because he had no way to counter it, he was hit by a punch. Looking at the beast, even in his dazed state, he was able to see exactly what was coming next. Each blow that he sustained, he knew exactly how it was going to happen. And not even like he was predicting it, he just saw it in the beast's movements. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything to stop it, so he was just sort of pummeled down into the ground. With his body lying limp on the water ground, the beast walked away.

Spoiler: Round 10

Sal began to pick himself up despite his injuries. Even when the regeneration started he still stood his ground through it. It hurt like hell, but he was not letting the pain get to him any more. He just fought through it and stared down the beast. He knew how to win this time, and win he would. When the two finally returned each others gazes, it was time for round ten to start. And Sal was going to make sure that this was the last round.

The beast started with his charge, and Sal think of doing anything. Instead, he just looked right at the beast. He continued to perceive until he saw that the beast was actually about to do something. Sending a kick to the side he ended up intercepting the beast as it hopped to the side. The beast was completely taken off guard at Sal actually intercepting him. As such it hopped back and away from him until it decided to come in for another attack. Sal dodged to the side, avoiding a punch from the beast and countered with his own straight. The two then engaged in a fist fight of startling results. The beast, who had been so easily able to counter Sal before, was now getting his shadowy ass kicked. Was really quite the change of pace.

The beast had started to completely lose its ability to think and started flailing rapidly at Sal. While Sal could read most of the attacks coming at him, he still couldn't keep up with all of them. As such he got flung back and skidded across the water ground. He then saw the beast charging at him and about its next movements. With the beast jumping straight at Sal, Sal flip kicked it and sent the beast flying backward. When the beast landed on the he didn't get back up. Instead, he just started to bubble and turn into wisps. The wisps eventually formed a black sphere and the beast was no more. Sal was actually a bit astonished about it. Did he just win?

Walking over to the sphere, the black sphere it suddenly started to shine a light through it. The light started to break through the black sphere until it was a sphere of completely differing color. Instead of just being some sort of pulsing black sphere of darkness, it now glowed a golden and a white color. Sal touched the golden sphere and it instantly absorbed into his body. Though after the sphere was absorbed, the entire world sort of started to fade away.

Sal woke up to feel even more exhausted then he was before. He noticed that no one had actually been around, save the blue haired man, who was still sleeping, and figured they had done nothing at all today. As such, Sal got on his feet, albeit he was shaking a good deal and sweating profusely. He looked outside to notice that the day was ending and he really needed to get some sleep. As such, Sal walked himself off to bed and fell asleep for the night, hopefully to some sleep where he wasn't fighting.

 

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Monday, October 28th, 2013 | Day 37: 4/4 | Music | Location: Venice, Italy | ooc:​

Days without sleep: 1​

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Apparently, Joslyn was training with Leo. That was Raziel wasn't it? Adam wasn't sure what to think of Leo, he had just been another person in this group at this point. Probably because the first and only time they had talked was when they had met.​

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Adam wasn't entirely sure how to take the offer and stated that verbally, "I don't know..."​

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Don't say "no thanks"​

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Adam blinked and looked away from Josyln for a moment to focus on Semyaza.​

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Why is it brutal training like you've been pushing me to take.​

Other then Xathanael, Raziel's connection with his host seems to be the strongest. I don't doubt it, Raziel still surprises me.​

Why do you know nothing about him?​

He's the angel of mysteries kiddo, take it in context.​

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Adam looked back over at Joslyn and replied, "I guess- If he was willing... are we leaving from here soo- AH NO."​

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Adam scratched the back of his head and spoke, "We've been here four days, I left Rubbish food for only two... I need to run over to the airport somehow or he's gonna- why are you so focused on that animal." Adam's eyes widened a little bit and then he tried to play it off casually, "I um... I'm a really big cat person okay... it's my grandfather's cat..." ​

 

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DAY: 37 - 4/4 | DATE: October 28th, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Venice, Italy

"I don't know..." Adam blinked and then looked away from her for a moment. It seemed like he was deep in thought for a while there. Maybe he was talking with Semyaza. After several moments passed, he finally spoke again. "I guess- If he was willing... are we leaving from here soo- AH NO." He interrupted himself. Adam scratched the back of his head as he spoke. "We've been here four days, I left Rubbish food for only two... I need to run over to the airport somehow or he's gonna- why are you so focused on that animal?" The last part seemingly came out of nowhere. Especially since Adam himself looked a bit shocked that came out of his mouth. He tried to play it off. "I um... I'm a really big cat person okay... it's my grandfather's cat..."

Joslyn just watched him as he spoke, though she had no idea how to respond to that. It was a situation she never found herself in. Would she disregard it, like she was trying to do with the whole incident that just happened with her? Or does she mention it casually and grill him about it? She really had no clue how to interact with other people.

"Alright, honey. We should just act like this is normal and just keep the conversation rolling."

"Are you sure?" She whispered to Azazel.

"Positive."

"Alright, if you say so..." The white haired girl cleared her throat before speaking to Adam. "O-oh, I see. Umm..."

"Ask him about the cat."

"S-so... umm... H-how long h-have you had the c-c-cat?" She twiddled her thumbs awkwardly as she continued to shift her eyes about.

"Ok, we're making progress."

 

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Jun Tae didn't answer and Hana did not have the strength to pop in a second time. He wasn't in his room. There was no use bothering him now. She left to eat and went to make preparations on her own for their departure. They needed to leave Italy, especially with Brandon and Henrik off on their own. When she came back, she turned in early.

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Lu watched as Alistair ran a check upon the children. "Well now, I'd say you kids are growing quite well...good job mama Lu...so then...why don't we head over and start lessons." He said. She snapped her fingers and little desks sprouted up from from the black marble floor in her room. She instructed the children to sit and textbooks appeared on the desks, flipping open on their own. Lu snapped at Alistair to teach them and disappeared.

When she came back hours she dismissed the children. Temeluchas tossed a wrapped sandwich at Alistair and walked into the large closet adjoining her room. She changed into something more comfortable stretched out on her large bed. She unwrapped the bandages on her arm. Lu tightened the gauze on her face and yawned. "I'm sleepingnow. Do what you want."