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It was just as the story said, hell was quite the ugly place. It wasn't that Alistair did not believe the many stories about hell, but after finally seeing the outside it was quite surprising. Getting out of the luxurious castle actually felt nice in some strange way and Alistair merely walked out with the things he obtained.

Lu was sure to kill him, but his sense of adventure pushed him on. He had a good friend in America that loved adventures...he began to wonder how that damn idiot was doing. With a chuckle at the thought of his brother from another mother, he walked on.

Alistair needed to be prepared for whatever was to come. Monsters, wayward souls and many other ugly things were sure to jump out at any moment. He was looking forward to using the many toys that he received from the castle and just began to wonder how long it would be until something interesting happened.

 

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[/url]"Where are you going exactly? I mean, we just got here and now you're leaving." He was looking at her like a lost puppy.​

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Lu rolled her eyes in irritation, but plastered on a big smile. "Don't worry. I just have an errand to run. I'll be back tomorrow. If you need anything, Mali knows how to reach me." She ruffled the hair on the small girl's head. "There's just, someone I need to meet with while there is still time." Her blue eye settled on Leon and he looked at her with even more confusion. "Don't worry about it pet."​

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She walked out the front door and shut it behind her, disappearing in a cloud of mist as she went. Everything went black for a minute. Her wings stretched out as far as they could behind her back. Glamours were a pain, but if it meant getting the Golden Boy to trust her, then she would have to keep him from knowing what she was. Alistair had done a right job at fucking everything up, after all.​

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The mist separated and swirled around her as she stepped forward to see the decrepit building ahead. It would make sense for an escaped convict to be hiding out in some rundown place like this. The toe of her shoe kicked against the side of the building as she inspected it curiously. This one was a strange mortal. He was different from all the others that Sariel had resided in before him. This one seemed to cause trembling, rather than cower constantly like the pathetic sack of mortal bones they were. She pushed open the door with the tip of her finger and glided effortlessly across the room, her feet never touching the ground and any potential obstacles blocking her path.​

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Figures loomed ahead and she touched down to the ground. Temeluchas rolled up the sleeves on the sweater and tugged on the bandages wrapping her arm. Her wings fluffed out behind her and she came to a stop, directly behind Adam. She folded her arms on top of his head and rested her chin on her wrist. "Hello pet. Long time no see," she greeted from above him. "And who might these be? Ah. Maalik and Raphael. What an interesting bunch. Did the three of you honestly expect to recruit Sariel to your little troupe? You're just going to die anyway."​

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Vincent Antonio Zeppeli
DAY: 41 - 4/4 | DATE: November 1st, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Warehouse in St. Petersburg, Russia

At the sudden appearance of this bandaged up woman, Vincent was both pleased and terrified. Pleased because it wasn't such a sausage fest anymore, and terrified because of what she said. They would end up dead anyways? And who the hell was she talking about when she said Maalik and Raphael? It doesn't make much sense, but the way he figured, it was a pretty dangerous situation. Well, this time, he had more of a chance, hopefully, because it was a woman he was dealing with. And women, he dealt with on a regular basis back in Venice.

He straightened his jacket and calmly approached the floating newcomer. "Well, in spite of what you just said, what with the dying and all, it certainly is a pleasure to have you here." Vincent, somewhat nervous and unsure of what she may do, tried to maintain his composure in front of her. "It's not very often someone as pretty as you just drops in out of nowhere, and quite literally too." He quickly whispered the last part to himself. "As for the recruiting part, we did hope to have him join our group and not die. At least, not yet anyways." the flustered Italian man tried to think of something to ask her. Something that would hopefully not get them killed. "Well, that's not important right now. What would someone as gorgeous as you be doing in a dank, rundown place like this?"​

 

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W E A R I N G ✚ S O L V E ? ✚ M U S I C​

MOOD ※ CONCERNED ✚ DAY 41 ※ 4/4 ✚ DATE ※ 11/1/2013 ✚ LOCATION ※ LONDON, ENGLAND • WAREHOUSE​

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THE warehouse they were in was completely surrounded and London was still a hub for the zombies. Leo had little to no patience and every second, he was expecting a message of some sort from Hana because back in Russia, he had taken her to the side and told her to message him whenever they found Uriel.​

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He knew that it was dangerous for the occupying Fallen to control the vessel almost completely, yet he hadn't warned Uriel the way he should have. A smaller part of him felt guilty because of the peril he let Uriel put Hay Sun's soul in.​

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[ He also knew that Ariel wasn't in Russia anymore. ]​

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[ So what was he trying to accomplish by not telling Uriel? ]​

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Leo was surprised that their party of alpha-personality types didn't have more trouble arriving and navigating into the warehouse. They were there to retrieve the swords of Samael, Raphael, Zachariel, and Dumah. He still wasn't absolutely sure on getting Sariel's because the way things were left [ from what Hana explained ], it didn't seem like the man named Regulus would actually join their party.​

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Banging on the walls of the warehouse brought him back to the objective at hand.​

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He glanced up and sighed. He really didn't feel like climbing to get Raphael's sword, and Vincent wasn't with them. He glanced over his shoulder. ⎧Brandon,⎭ he called, ⎧I've found Raphael's sword. Come get it down.⎭ He pointed at the box, and then moved on to find the next.​

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Fairly soon, all of the swords had been found, and none too soon. The hoard of zombies that clearly knew they were taking sanctuary in the warehouse were becoming impatient and he felt that the walls might come down soon.​

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⎧It's time for us to go.⎭ he told the others as he pulled out Akasha, which immediately started to glow with the anticipation of a battle.​

ιllιlı.ıl L lııl E lııl O lıιllιlı.​

 

The compass was pointing northwest. There was also a good chance that the angel in question was tearing the place up. Well that was a bit of a problem. Sal simply clapped his hands together, and said "well let's go then." As such the gang started to follow the compass all the way through the extremely frigid city. What he wouldn't give for the ability to make fire. But what would be the odds of him having fire powers. There was probably only one, tops, angel that could use fire and Sal was pretty sure that he wouldn't be that one singular angel. Oh well. The gang eventually made it through the frigid city and find where the compass was pointing to.

It was quite the scene going on there really. The asian angel possessed girl was causing quite the scene here. It was a fish market and there were fish littering the ground everywhere. People looked terrified and the angel was almost definitely the cause of it. Sal didn't really do much, but calmly he walked over to her and said, "Hay Sun, we've come to make sure that you don't kill yourself."

 

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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 41 ※ 4/4 ✖ DATE ※ 11/01/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ YATUSK, RUSSIA ​

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Uriel was never one for patience, and it was something Father and his brothers ( especially brash Michael and spoiled Lucifer ) often berated him for. However, the fact that this city was heavily saturated with Ariel was driving him positively mad. There was something missing among this idiot-infested aura . . . The imbecile to go with it.​

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That made it worse.​

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He took out his frustrations on the local fish market, and every patron, seller, and peddler in sight feared him. He didn't mind, and really, he was holding back a lot. He just needed to release a bit of pent up stress. The girl's body was feeling the strain of his slightly-leaking soul and he knew he didn't have much longer before . . . Although she had trained a long time and rigorously, Uriel actually found the body of Hay Sun White to be somewhat weak in constitution. He had previous vessels that had lasted him an entire lifetime without once being in jeopardy.​

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❝Pl - Please, just take whatever you want and leave !❞ one of the salesmen begged.​

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Uriel cast a smirk upon the mortal. ❝Do you think anything you possess is something of my interest? However, if you could tell me the wherabouts of a man named Leon, I would be more than welcome to leave.❞ The human had nothing to say, nothing to do but cower and fear, and Uriel scoffed. He set the stand on fire and soon, there were only ashes left.​

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An elderly Russian woman had started whispering a prayer that would ward away demons and he rolled his eyes. To confuse him with a lowly demon was more than insulting, but there was something almost like shame keeping him from doing anything about it. Before he decided, there was another presence next to him, and Uriel turned to face it.​

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❝Hay Sun, we've come to make sure that you don't kill yourself.❞​

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This was the boy named Sal, who Hay Sun and Xathanael met in Rome, and had taken to the destroyed brothel.​

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❝I am no fool, Salvatore Osorio.❞ he said levelly, almost snorting. ❝However, I am afraid that Hay Sun cannot be restored until I have found Ariel, whose presence in this city is unmistakable.❞ Even Uriel had to admit though, that there was still something missing.​

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Ur . . . iel . . .​

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Return to your slumber.​

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It hurts . . .​

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I am aware.​

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You're . . . hur - ting . . . me . . .​

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Uriel came up short, opened his mouth without words coming out, and then closed it again.​

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❝Ariel must be found.❞ he said solemnly.​

 

Brandon and the gang were simply going around, getting the swords for the other angels proved to be quite easy task. There were only four...or five of them that needed getting to their respective angels. Brandon was still confused about which ones, but he just went along with it. Though Lion needed him to go and grab another sword, and get a sword he did. Apparently the name of this sword was Raziel, or something like that. He pocketed the wand and then moved on to get Selaphiel's sword (at least that's what he was thinking Relius's angel name was pronounced) and pocketed that one as well. Finally, he moved on to get Zatch Bell's sword and had all of the ones who weren't there, accounted for. Now they apparently had to go and get a move on or else they'd be zombie bait. (Note: Selaphiel and Raziel are actually Sariel and Raphael.)

Brandon jumped for joy as the prospect of getting his fight on with these zombies opened up. He drew Vis Vis and started to electrocute it. The gang was getting ready to go in and get a fighting on. So Brandon jumped in there and started hacking his way clear through the swarm after swarm of zombies. Man, he remembered when these things used to be like, survival horror to him, but now that he had a sword. Bam. Non stop action game right here.

 

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Lu[/url] pressed her lips together and glanced from person to person. Raphael turned to her and she raised a curious brow. What could he possibly have to say to her that would be of any good? "Well, in spite of what you just said, what with the dying and all, it certainly is a pleasure to have you here." What? It was never a pleasure for anyone to have her anywhere. The only person that liked her presence was the Morning Star and even he didn't always care for it. "It's not very often someone as pretty as you just drops in out of nowhere, and quite literally too."​

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She blinked her blue eye at him, not sure if she heard him right. Did he he honestly say pretty? No one ever called her pretty. Lucifer called her his Tormenting Monster in an endearing manner, but that was the extent of it. Her eyebrow twitched at the last few responses she had received to asking if she was pretty. Alistair might just get some sort of beating later tonight now that it was being brought up. She narrowed her gaze on him and wrapped her fingers tightly into Adam's blond hair. ​

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"As for the recruiting part, we did hope to have him join our group and not die. At least, not yet anyways." He seemed flustered. That was good. The very idea of them managing to recruit Sariel and not die was pretty amusing. A dark smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Well, that's not important right now. What would someone as gorgeous as you be doing in a dank, rundown place like this?"​

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Lu clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth and leaned back, releasing Adam. She dug her finger into his back and spoke to the boy, rather than addressing Raphael. "He talks too much. Honestly Adam, what kind of company are you keeping? But at least he's not as stupid as some of the others, except for the death part. You're all going to die regardless. Unless you're working with us. Then you might not die." She shrugged, "Can't say for sure since Harbonah was stupid enough to let herself get killed." Temeluchas clapped her hands together. "Anyway, I came here to make a counter proposal. See, these children can't really offer you anything Sariel, but I can. You can do all the disturbing experiments you want and to a greater extent. You can experiment with other Fallen, demons, mortals -- you name it. Your machinations would be of great use to us and we can ensure that you are always stocked with whatever supplies you wish to continue your research."​

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It had all happened in a mere instant, a random girl had appeared, flirting happened and death declarations were made. He opened up his eyes and stared up at this new phenomenon and blinked as he watched. She was not like them, she held power, that was what he could tell from merely looking at her smug attitude.

He watched on and soon closed his eyes and began to chuckle and soon began to laugh loudly as he placed one hand over his face. "Ah...do forgive me...things have taken such an interesting turn that it has caught me off guard" Regulus said as his laughter began to die down and placed his chin on his knuckle as he smiled calmly and stared at Temeluchas.

"well then...like I told this group...I'd rather not be the ignorant fool...this group has yet to tell me anything of use and to be honest from my mere observations I see that this group will crumble easily" Regulus said taking a glance over at Adam. Already he spotted the traitor of the group and if they were to send this traitor to recruit a person for their cause then there was little for Regulus to be impressed about. "In a world filled with nothing but lies...may I ask for some proof to your words? nothing big just something that will hold your words...I have yet to get your name as well" Regulus said calmly as he turned his attention back to Lu.

 

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❖ MAP ❖ OOC ❖ WEARING ❖​

❖ DAY ⟡ 41 ⦙ 4/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ November 01, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Yakutsk, Russia [Fish Market] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Uriel ❖​

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They had wandered the streets and it was freezing. Hana rubbed her hands together while Joslyn kept the compass up for everyone to see. The trail had started to smell overwhelmingly of fish and her nose crinkled in disgust. The compass was glowing and even without touching it, Hana could see that it was vibrating with life. If she pressed her finger to it, she undoubtedly would feel the warmth it radiated when they were getting close. They rounded the corner to hear fearful shouts and lots of commotion. There, standing in the center of it, was a short Asian girl radiating power.​

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Sal approached her and tapped his hand to her shoulder. That was probably a bad idea. Knowing Uriel, he would probably toss the boy over his shoulder and crush his spine against the snowy pavement. ❝ Hay Sun, we've come to make sure that you don't kill yourself. ❞ Eeeeeh.....​

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The Archangel turned to face them and fortunately did not send Salvatore flying into a wall of bricks. ❝ I am no fool, Salvatore Osorio. ❞ he said levelly, almost snorting. ❝ However, I am afraid that Hay Sun cannot be restored until I have found Ariel, whose presence in this city is unmistakable. ❞ Whose presence was unmistakable. She looked down at the compass in Joslyn's hands and noticed that it had returned dormant. It point towards the east, but did not glow, hum, or warm to the touch. Wherever Ariel had gone to, it wasn't here. From the looks of it, he was pretty far away from Yakutsk now. ❝ Ariel must be found. ❞ he said solemnly.​

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Xathanael stepped forward. She gestured for Joslyn to come with her. ❝ Puriel, ❞ she said hesitantly, ❝ Ariel is no longer here. Look. You have torn this town apart and what have your endeavors yielded you with? Some terrified mortals and nothing else. According to the compass Gabriel bestowed upon me, there is no one left in this area. It points east, but is not resonating, which means that whomever it is pointing to is far from here. Plus, Araquiel's wife said that she was here at the same time as Ariel. Azrael tried to kill him but failed and that was the last she saw of him. There was apparently an encounter with Azrael in Germany that I knew nothing about. That may be a good place to look, but for now you must let Hay Sun go. ❞​

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She inched forward, putting herself between Sal and the Archangel. ❝ She can't handle more of this. You know that. Hay Sun white is a human and all humans endure pains such as heartbreak. I understand that you are just trying to appease her soul and lift the burden that Ariel has placed on the poor girl, but she will die before you heal her of that heartache. ❞ Hana set a hand on Hay Sun's shoulders and deep into those crystal blue eyes. ❝ You must let her regain control, at least for a little bit. She needs rest, proper rest. ❞​

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Friday, November 1st, 2013 | Day 41 : 4/4 | Music | Location: St Petersburg, Russia| ooc:​

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Adam hadn't seen Lu when she appeared, but knew it was her when she was leaning on his head and speaking. After almost a week he finally remembered the ring. Great. Horrible way to get a reminder considering she was here for something. She had been putting her fingers through his hair, and then she dug her fingers into his back afterwards. At one point she brought Harbonah into the conversation, damn she found ways to piss him off already.​

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She then went into a negotiation speech, which was absolutely wonderful. As useful as he may be to the Dark Angels, Adam wasn't loving the sound of anything going on. At least getting him into this group had some form of death involved in the end, but nope. Adam put his hands in his pocket as he listened to Regulus' reply. Huh. Well then. Adam decided to keep up appearance and spoke.​

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"What is of use to you. I'll tell you our scenario." He avoided looking over at Lu as much as possible, "We are avoiding turning this world into a living hell, and we are gathering up to fight against well." He tilted his head towards Lu without looking over at her, "Hell." Adam took his hands out of his pockets and spoke, "We cannot guarantee you your experiments, I am sorry for that. I cannot guarantee anything. But we can at least try to save the world. Unless you like the idea of Earth covered in hellfire."​

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Adam felt so contradictory as he spoke, these were not the words he believed in, and he did his best not to show that. He'd more than willingly cave to let him go with Lu, but how would that look overall. Vincent and Richard were still here after all.​

 

W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ EXHAUSTED ✖ DAY 41 ※ 4/4 ✖ DATE ※ 11/01/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ YATUSK, RUSSIA
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Honestly, Uriel had half a mind to toss Salvatore over his shoulder and into a wall of bricks, but the stirring Hay Sun made him feel physically sick and other things to worry about became his priority.

Xathanael stepped forward and said exactly what Uriel didn't want to hear. A part of him knew that Ariel was not in the city, or even in Russia – but as it was, Ariel had been here.

❝. . . but for now, you must let Hay Sun go.❞

Uriel's face went hard.

❝She can't handle more of this. You know that. Hay Sun white is a human and all humans endure pains such as heartbreak. I understand that you are just trying to appease her soul and lift the burden that Ariel has placed on the poor girl, but she will die before you heal her of that heartache. You must let her regain control, at least for a little bit. She needs rest, proper rest.❞

Uriel pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew Xathanael was right. He was going to disintegrate Ariel whenever he found the moronic boy.

❝You must be feeling very bold today, Xathanael.❞ he eventually replied with a cool, warning tone. ❝Very well, I will let the girl rest, but as soon as I find a good thread for trail, I am leaving again to find Ariel. There is something . . . amiss with the matter of he and Araquiel's wife.❞

He looked to be deep in thought for a moment, sighed, and then closed his eyes.

As if reaching for breath after surfacing from the deep water, Hay Sun gasped awake and collapsed to her knees, the freezing cold of the area slamming into her ( as well as every other sensation of strain, stress, tiredness, and exhaustion ). Although she was completely out of it, she had the energy to start spouting off curses about dumb angels, fucking weather, and all the shit in between.

❝God fucking dammit, I am freezing . . .❞ she said, breathing visible breath. Her eyes were half-lidded, but she looked up to see Red staring at her with concern and she blinked, looking around. ❝So tired . . . Where am I?❞

That was the last thing she remembered before blacking out into exhaustion.​

 

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Sariel[/url] was laughing and staring at her. Lu did not like when people laughed at or about her. They deserved to be gutted. She was in no way intending to be funny and yet this humored him. "Well then...like I told this group...I'd rather not be the ignorant fool... This group has yet to tell me anything of use and to be honest from my mere observations I see that this group will crumble easily." he said glancing at Adam.​

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"That is because they will crumble easily. I am offering you a way to not be apart of that." she told him.​

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"In a world filled with nothing but lies...may I ask for some proof to your words? Nothing big just something that will hold your words... I have yet to get your name as well." Oh. How rude of her. And here she loved introducing herself in all her glory.​

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"What is of use to you." Adam butt in. That boy truly was ill - mannered. Did Harbonah and Semyaza teach him nothing at all? "I'll tell you our scenario." He avoided looking over at Lu as much as possible. How cute. He was intimidated. Good. "We are avoiding turning this world into a living hell, and we are gathering up to fight against well." He tilted his head towards Lu without looking over at her, "Hell."​

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She gave him a derivative snort.​

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Adam took his hands out of his pockets and spoke, "We cannot guarantee you your experiments, I am sorry for that. I cannot guarantee anything. But we can at least try to save the world. Unless you like the idea of Earth covered in hellfire."​

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Temeluchas clapped her hands together sarcastically and gave Adam a nod of approval. "Just riveting Adam. Is Semyaza finally teaching you something?" she mocked. "My apologies for earlier," she told Sariel. "My name is Temeluchas -- Chief Angel of Torment. Torture is my specialty. While they are trying stop this world from being engulfed in Hellfire, we are simply just trying to create equality between the Fallen and those that are still in Paradise, or Heaven as the mortals call it. There are too many rules and stipulations to Paradise. 'All men are created equal,' is what that silly old piece of paper the Americans have says. Really we're doing a service to everyone and as for proof that my word is good, I am more than willing to make a bonding blood agreement."​

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She lifted her hand and the nail on her pointer finger grew long and sharp. Lu cut a large slit across her palm and held her hand face up. "All you have to do is say that you will help us. I have a nice torture room back home that would work wonders for your little monstrosities. Not to mention there is an Operating Room. Between the two of those, I think you could have a wonderful time doing exactly what it is you do now." Lu smiled at him and gave Adam a slight shove forward. "Or you can join them and die. Or do nothing at all and still die. Doing nothing means you might live longer than you would by joining these three, but in the end, those that do not side with us shall all perish."​

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Sal was glad that Uriel was able to calm down and return Hay Sun back to being in control of her own body. Good news, good news. Hay Sun did seem pretty confused though and that only lead Sal to believe that one did not remember what they were doing under the influence (of an angel that is.) To alleviate her confusion Sal simply said. "Well you're in Russia, in the coldest city on Earth. The reason you're here is because, well your angel basically took control of your body on a rampage to find Ariel. But now that you're all better we should probably find a place to rest for the night." Sal took off the heaviest of the jackets he was wearing and draped it over Hay Sun. "For the cold," he said. Sure he was colder now, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle...in short periods of time.

The gang eventually made their way to a local hotel and decided to stay the night there. Once the rooms were assigned the gang went to their respective ones and simply went to go sleep there. Sal thought that this was a very interesting day, and had no idea how the others were doing, but oh well. He lied down on his bed and went for a good night's rest...or at least he thought he was going to until....

Spoiler: Arbitrary Self Training Post #5

Sal awoke to himself back in the same dream world that he had been in for all those times he had had to do the **** ton of fighting. He had acquired the Sun Aura, the Earth Aura, and now the Healing Aura. He didn't really know what else he was supposed to be doing here. That's when he heard Zachariel's soft voice. "You are here now to further your powers. I still have them bounded in their growth and they shall continue to be bound until you acquire the final rank for each power. You have already acquired rank one. Now you need rank two, three, and the final rank. Each rank will be harder to get than the last, but each one will grant you more power than you had before. There is still so much to accomplish Salvatore, and you are in no way close to being finished. In fact, now that you have all rank ones, I would say the real training is just beginning." Her voice disappeared. Well this was going to be great. He didn't entirely know what she meant by his training just beginning, but he was sure that it probably meant more pain and suffering in the future. Oh well. It was time to begin the first rank two training.

Spoiler: Round 1

Sal wasn't sure which power he'd be working for rank two first. Granted he had a hunch that it would be sun, simply because he started with sun. It was his original power that he had got and now he had to go and train it some more. Though despite trying to use the gold aura, nothing was appearing. Perhaps Zachariel just had the auras on lockdown for now. He was wondering how he was supposed to prove his ability with these powers if he wasn't going to use his powers, but oh well. The sky turned red and the clouds turned black. That could only mean one thing. The wisps started to plume out of the ground and the shadows reformed themselves into his old nemesis. It was the beast type enemy. The two fighters glared at each other and just like that, it was time to go for round one.

The beast did its all too familiar startup attack. It charged straight at Sal, and Sal just prepped himself to get ready to dodge the thing. When it finally was about to slam into him, Sal evaded to the side and got ready to go on his beat down on the beast. He threw a straight to the beast's face and continued with a series of jabs at it. Finishing off with a kick, the beast went flying back. But that wasn't enough to win the first round. Not yet at least.

The beast picked itself back up and continued to charge at Sal. Sal did his best to avoid each and every punch thrown by the beast. It was quite the difficult thing to keep up with, but he was able to dodge each and every blow that the beast tried to inflict upon him. Sal continued to weave around, evade all the attacks, continue with a counter attack. The beast was not faring well at all. It was swaying back and forth. Sal continued to hit the thing until it fell down. The thing that used to cause him so much trouble in his first fifteen rounds here just lied there. Unmoving. Until finally it dissipated and died away. And that was round one over and done with.

Spoiler: Round 2

Sal figured that if it was just going to be nine more rounds of this, he could easily do this training session in record time. Then again this was Zachariel and her extremely sadistic means of training him. That could only mean one thing. The fights were going to get increasingly more difficult, heck Sal was probably going to get his ass handed to him again by this beast shadow creature. He was wary of what new twist that Zachariel was going to throw at him but hey, he was going to have win against it or else he'd never be free from this training. Well no, if he lost enough times he'd probably be liberated from here, but it would never end if he kept going like that. The beast had reformed and snarled at Sal. Round two was more than likely going to be a much different one from the first. And it was already showing.

The beast was going to charge him. It was always did. The attack wasn't different. But something about the beast was. Its eyes were no longer red. It was a swirling mix of green and blue. It had glow coming off of it of the exact same color. Sal recognized this color. The beast was using the earth aura. Sal immediately dodged to the left, making sure not dodge to the right like last time. It mattered little though. The beast was able to stop itself almost immediately and turned his attention towards Sal. It threw a straight right towards Sal, which he was able to quickly dodge it. That didn't mean the blow was useless though. Sal felt the force in that punch. It was greater than anything he had ever experienced so far. As such he threw an uppercut towards the beast and hit it square in the jaw.

The beast cared little for the blow to its head. In fact, it forced its head down and pushed Sal's fist away. Sal sent another straight at it, while he was losing his balance, at hit the beast square in the chest. Sal felt a slight pain throw his hand as he did this. This thing was significantly stronger than before, and it was all because of that earth aura. He was off balance, and couldn't move away from the next attack. The punch to his gut that sent him hurtling through the air. The bones in his body just shattered, and his coughed out so much blood. He was down and out and with round two had ended.

Spoiler: Round 3

Sal lied there. He couldn't move at all. It was impossible with his body the way it was. That's when he felt Zachariel's familiar healing power wash over him. Oh dear lord how he had not felt a healing like this in quite some time. Sure he had been stabbed...repeatedly in the last training session, but this time, this time he was completely broken. He felt all the pain and agony he had felt before and slowly stood up through it. He was able to muscle through it, being through this kind of torture so many times before, so he had been getting used to the pain. However it still hurt like a *****. Once he picked himself up, he saw the beast standing there at the other end. It was go time for sure.

The beast roared and charged to kick off round three. Sal knew what he had to do. Sort of. Okay he really didn't know at all what to do. His attacks did pretty **** damage and the beast was able to instantly wreck him in one punch. Oh the strength of the earth aura. Regardless he got out of the way and jumped back from the charge. The beast was now ready to bring down his earthen hammer and Sal had to take caution against it. The beast went for a jab right at Sal's gut, which Sal was able to dodge. The wind generated from the force of the punch was still crazy regardless. Sal had no choice but to dodge punch after punch to be sure that he just didn't totally die.

Eventually he just devolved into continuous dodging and was getting no where with the fight whatsoever. He continued to dodge without any means of victory formulating in his head. The beast finally got bored of the fight and did something Sal was not expecting. It sweep kicked him, shattering his shins and giving the beast the perfect opportunity. Taking it, the beast did an uppercut on Sal and sent him soaring through the air until finally, he came crashing down on the water ground with a huge splash. The beast was over and done with the fight and if this wasn't a dream world, Sal would most definitely be dead.

Spoiler: Round 4

Sal was unable to move once again. Reduced nothing but an odd pile of shattered bone and torn flesh, he tried to pick himself back up while he was getting regenerated but it wasn't really working out that well. The whole pain and agony thing kept persisting with each of the Zachariel healing things. This fight was getting quite literally no where, and Sal had to think of a way to actually win against the beast. If he didn't win, then it was just going to be an all around bad time for him. Simply because then Zachariel would keep calling him back here until he did. Ugh, what a bother that was. Once Sal was fully regenerated and back to his old self, the two combatants leered at each other and were off to a fight.

The beast did his usual roar and charge and Sal could've sworn the roar was louder than the last time they fought. Maybe that was also the Earth Aura's doing. Anyway, the beast started the fight off with leaping over Sal and turning around to basically wreck him in one shot. Sal ducked under the blow and was about to hit the beast, but waned from it and simply back stepped away from the beast. The beast continued to advance towards Sal and throw all different punches at him.

In order to try and not die Sal just kept avoiding like last time. He knew that this would only end in his defeat again but ducking and weaving was all he could do at the moment. He knew his attack were going to do jack **** so all he had was his dodging. And he couldn't do that forever. Eventually Sal did decide to go in for a punch...but so did the beast. The two ended up meeting head on in what can only be described as a fist bump of epic proportions...and a deadly one. One that ripped through Sal's fist and broke his arm completely. The beast only needed one more punch and after it was done, he walked away, leaving Sal limp on the floor as the loser once more.

Spoiler: Round 5

Sal felt the immediate pain of being restored to full vigor. This was one of the more ironic things about getting healed after every beatdown really. He picked himself back up after getting healed and figured it was time to get going. He needed a real battle plan here. Not just some sort of dodge every attack and wait to killed kind of plan. That only ended in one way and he had to overcome this beast. Once up he simply loosened his now reconstituted body and got ready to go into round five. The beast turned its attention towards him and simply roared. The two were deadlock ready to fight and thus, the fighting between the two had begun.

The earth aura coated beast charged straight at Sal. It was no longer predictable what the beast was going to do, seeing as Sal had passed the threshold for the pattern of attacks. All he could do now would be to wait and react. He had the reflexes to dodge this thing, just not the strength to hurt it. The beast jumped at Sal and was going to hit him by doing a punch jump attack. Well that was new. But not practical. Sal simply avoided the punch by jumping to the side and got ready to do his counterattack. The beast was able to push itself off the ground almost instantly, though, and as such it got back up and ready to kill Sal.

Sal kept to his original plan of just dodging the punches. It was kind of easy to deal with now that he had gotten a feel for the force behind them. Though he thought about how he was going to win and then had an idea. This wasn't just about movement speed. It was also probably about timing. Sal dodged the next punch thrown at him and decided that he should just try out an attack. He sent a straight right into the beast's face, causing it to stumble back a bit. Sal realized that this was now his chance to end this Earth Beast's day and went for a kick to the thing's gut. However the beast seemed rather unfazed by the attack and ended up recovering. Once recovered it grabbed Sal's now extended leg and crushed it. With that out of the way, the beast went on a rampage and simply broke Sal, thus ending round five.

Spoiler: Round 6

Sal knew he was getting somewhere with that last fight. The hits he made did actually make the beast react...or at least it made the beast stagger. And really only the blow to the head did that. As such Sal came up with an idea that just might be crazy enough to work. As the agonizing repair of his body took place Sal stood up and decided that it would be now or....well next round really, to get the win in. But now or never sounded more definitive so he would definitely go with that. He focused his attention on the beast and the beast glared back at him. Round six was getting underway.

The beast started with his large roar and followed up with the massive charge attack. Sal avoided it, as per the usual, and went into his reaction mode. He had to do everything just right or this would end horribly for the portuguese man. He felt punch after punch try to take him down and stop him in his tracks, but Sal kept dodging. Duck and weave all around. He had to be sure that the opening was clear in order to begin the attack. The beast was getting angry and was just wildly swinging at this point, but Sal kept dodging until he saw the proverbial signal he was looking for.

The beast was over extended in its punch, and as such Sal took the opportunity to through a straight right to its face. The beast staggered back from the punch and Sal followed up with another one to the face. The beast was able to regain its composure and went for another attack. Unfortunately for it, Sal had the rhythm down now. He continued to punch the thing in the face once or twice, and then quickly backed off. He did this a number of times until finally the beast could take no more, and fell to the ground.

Spoiler: Round 7

Sal was expecting the beast just to turn into an orb and be over and done with this whole training session. But it didn't. It just vanished and Sal now knew that he was in for a much longer fight than he had previously anticipated. This was confirmed when he saw a grand total of three wisps coming from the ground. Well that was going to be just all around lovely. Out of the plumes of mist came three beast types. Well that was certainly different. Including the fact that one of them had an earth aura on him, meaning that Sal was going to have to do what he just did, with two more beasts trying to kill him.

Sal thought he was pretty much ****ed when the three beasts all came charging at him. That is, until something unique happened. He look at his hands and then noticed that he had the golden glow around him. Whoa, he was actually going to be using the sun aura in this fight. That was different. He quickly dodged the earth one, much easier than before, and noticed the other two coming in for some really weird;ly awkward to dodge attacks. He was still able to get out of the way with his new found speed, though, and simply backed off from the three.

While Sal was considerably faster, he was no more durable than the last time he had gotten the **** kicked out of him. Any one of these beasts could just as easily end it against him, and that was a bit of an issue. The two not earth ones tried to run around and flank him while the earth one tried to go straight on. Sal ran forward to avoid the flankers and simply weaved around the fist of the earth one. One there, he was able to quickly deliver jab after jab all while retreating to the earth one until it finally went down. All that left was the two regular ones who were no match for the Sun Aura Sal. With that, round seven was over.

Spoiler: Round 8

Sal was relieved to finally be back in the ass kicking business and with this sun aura assisting him, man it felt good to be able to use his powers. It also felt slightly different on him. Almost like his body was entirely made to operate on speed basis rather than worrying about any other function. Oh well. He honestly had no idea how much longer he'd be stuck in here fighting these things, but it wasn't all bad. Okay, it would probably get bad but hopefully not this round. He looked over and saw two wisps coming in now. It turned out to be one beast type and one....shambler. The beast had an earth aura around and the shambler looked like it was a round five variant. This was bad.

Round eight kicked off with the beast charging at Sal and the shambler firing a long range spike at him. Sal was able to easily dodge it but almost immediately saw the danger this new threat was going to present. The beast just started going wild at Sal, and Sal simply dodged around and avoided all the attacks of the beast type. However while he was focusing on moving around like that, the long range spike kept coming at him. It was curving around the beast and kept cutting Sal, who couldn't entirely dodge the attack. While Sal was able to for the jabs to the face many times, that spike kept him at bay. So he did the only thing he could think of.

Sal dodged the beast's attack and started to run towards the shambler. He was much faster than the beast, so the speed needed to outrun it was no problem. Not to mention he was easily able to dodge all the long range spikes until he finally got in close and almost completely forgot about the close range spikes. Getting cut by nearly all of them, Sal eventually was able to kill the shambler, and roll out of the way just in time to not die from the beast's attack. Turning around to face his earth aura foe, Sal did a quick uppercut to the beast's jaw and quickly backed off. After that was done with, he quickly clobbered the shadow beasts's face and killed it, ending round eight.

Spoiler: Round 9

Sal was bounding with energy, what this sun aura over him. He felt like there wasn't anything that could stop him, even though he was still just as frail as regular old Sal. The enemy combos would just keep piling up though, and Sal would have to just kill all of them that spawned in. The combatants for round nine eventually formed in though, and what a cast they were. In came one earth aura beast type. But wait, there was more. There now two regular beast types accompanying him. After that was over with, now there were two shadow type...shadows. He'd need to come up with a better name for them. Point was, **** was getting real.

The round started with the shadows sprinting towards Sal, but then veering away from him to make way for their bruiser compatriots. Sal could now keep up with the shadows better, so they probably didn't want to mess with him to start the battle off with. However Sal easily dodged the three beasts and all the attacks they had to throw at him. He was just overall faster than them. He started to try and get around fighting the earth aura one, but the two regulars were making it extremely difficult for him to single the one out. So he simply did what he could and tried to take those two out right off the bat instead.

This plan was foiled almost instantly. He was hit in the back by the two shadows and was forced off balance. This caused him to be wide open and get utterly bunsed by the two beasts. They sent him flying through the air, only to be finished off by the earth aura one who performed a jump punch. Needless to say, the plan did not work. With that over with, the shadow beings all just sauntered off, job well done.

Spoiler: Round 10

Sal was proven just how weak he still was. Speed meant jack **** if he couldn't effectively use it. As such he needed to be sure that he had an effective way of fighting these ****ers before continuing on with this. Well, he'd have to continue on anyway, but damn it he was going to win if he had to. It was weird turning his attention to his new combatants...because there were like...five of them this time as opposed to the one he usually fought. It was a bit awkward really. Nevertheless, he had to go out and kick these shadow creature's asses if he were going to get out of this.

The round started off the exact same way as last time. After dodging the three beasts, he thought about what to do next. The shadows were clearly going to be his biggest threat simply because they could almost instantly knock him off balance which would be deadly. As such, he had to locate them as quickly as possible. Seeing them sort of dashing around behind him. So what did he do? Sal prompted the shadows to come attack him. He started to go attack the two regular beasts, but quickly jumped away from them, causing the shadows to miss completely. With them away from their target, he simply kicked and killed them.

With them out of the way, the three beasts were pretty much sitting ducks now. He dodged around and tried not to get punched out by the beasts, but eventually he was able to bring one of the regular ones down. With their numbers dwindling, Sal was able to start fighting them more efficiently. He continued to dodge the blows until he felled the other regular one, and took down the head on the other one. The shadow beasts fell one by one and eventually just dissipated. Round ten was finally over and done with but...it clearly wasn't the end of this fight. Well things were still going to go on then.

Spoiler: Round 11

Sal was curious about this extended session. Perhaps this was going to go until round fifteen or something. Oh well, using his sun aura, Sal was ready to take on everything. He didn't even need to be healed, though, granted if he did need healing it would probably be because he just utterly minged up a round. Oh well. For this round Sal saw what was beginning to be formed, and as such realized that this was going to be a hard round. A beast type, and two shamblers. Jeez one was annoying enough but now two. This was just going to be not fun at all.

The beast, who had an earth aura, charged Sal right from the get go. The two shamblers simply started to go and attack him with five spikes each in their sets. This was really annoying. Sal kept dodging back and forth evading the spikes only to have to try and dodge the stupid beast who tried to slam his fist into him. After the beast missed, Sal then went to break away from the earth beast and ran straight towards the shamblers as he had before. Unfortunately right now, two of them stabbing at him was making him move slower than he should be. As such something really bad happened.

The earth aura beast punched the ground towards Sal. Sal jumped up and kicked off of the beast's face and then was immediately taken down. Despite the fact that what he had done looked cool, he was still hurtling in the air, unable to move, and there were long range attackers going after him. As such they simply skewered him and stabbed through Sal, only for him to be finished off by the earth aura beast. That round went spectacular.

Spoiler: Round 12

Sal was regenerating on the ground after the big beat down. Damn son, this was getting difficult. As the agony was persisting on him, he simply pushed himself off the ground and tried to regain his balance Jeez, this was a much more threatening combination than he had realized. One hit punches and stab wounds, what was a guy to do? Oh well, he'd figure something out. That's probably what most of these trials were about. Just figuring out their weakness. He looked at the group that he was fighting. There had to be some way to compensate for the slow down...or maybe there wasn't. Maybe...

Round twelve kicked off with the beast running straight towards Sal and the two shamblers just firing off all of their spikes at once at him. This was annoying. He swiftly dodged out of the way of all of them and went in for his counter attack. He ran towards the shamblers and then when he noticed the earth aura beast run towards him he did something crazy. He stopped and ducked. The beast jumped over him, by mistake, and ended landing in front of the spikes. Unfortunately the beast was not skewered from it, the spikes had stopped magically, but hey, at least Sal wasn't dead. The beast swiftly turned around, but got hit in the face by Sal's fist. He was starting to go at a much faster speed than before to try and kill this thing as fast as angelically possible. He was given a short reprieve from the stabbing as the shamblers had to reorient themselves.

In the end, the beast fell to Sal's fists, but the shamblers were firing spike after spike at him now. Suddenly they were going in rapid succession of stabbing at him. Dear lord these things were going fast. Oh well, Sal was able to continuously dodge the two, but it took more effort to do so. Oh well. Eventually he got in close enough to just punch through both of them and kill the two shamblers. With that over and done with, round twelve was finished.

Spoiler: Round 13

Sal was now waiting around for what he thought was the third to last round. He was certainly going to make it that way if it wasn't. He'd file a complaint to Zachariel. So what he did was simply wait around for the next batch of enemies to show up. It was going to be a difficult battle no doubt, but he would totally win it. And there came the contestants right now. Forming from wisps of darkness came two beast type shadow beings. Well this seemed oddly eas- okay they both earth auras. That was certainly different. Certainly, very, very different. Oh well. It was go time for the portuguese man. Go time.

So round thirteen started off with the two beasts charging at him. This was going to be quite bad right now if he had to just dodge around the attack and get into fighting this stupid beast. Really this was just a filler round so Sal wanted to get this done with as fast and easily as possible. He continued to dodge until he found his usual openings on the beast's head. Granted those openings were constantly being closed by the other one looming over as a threat. Sal needed a work around of this. Thankfully he did find it.

Sal ended up hitting them both in the head at the same time and went into a continuous stream of punches on either of the heads of the beasts. Eventually this plan yielded its results and the two were slayed quite convincingly. With that out of the way, round thirteen was done. Quite the filler round that probably could've been expanded upon if Skyheart wasn't feeling like "hey, laptop, get your **** together!"

Spoiler: Round 14

Here it was. The penultimate round. One Sal was probably going to lose because he's been having an even trade of wins to losses. So he was expecting something pretty awful from Zachariel. And interesting did certainly happen. Out from the water ground formed the shadow beings. One shadow type, one shambler type, and one beast type. Sal was thinking that they could prove to be a challenge, sure, but didn't think they'd be the hardest thing in the world to beat. That's when his opinion of the entire fight to be changed. One by one, their eyes changed colors, and one by one, their bodies emanated a glow. The three all had the earth aura and lord only knows how this could go.

Round fourteen started with both the shadow and the beast charging at him. Sal barely dodged the shadow's blow, as it was still faster than him, and then had to react accordingly to the blow from the beast. Not receiving any damage yet, Sal was then surprised by the attack of the shambler. The attack seemed to be much more dangerous than he was expecting it to be, as it did cut him, but the cut was a much deeper than it should've been from the given attack. Apparently the earth aura was terrifying when anything used it. He tried to sprint towards the shambler but so many things went wrong when he did that it was just a horrible loss.

First, the shadow had not let him go without any sort of struggle. In fact, it hit him pretty hard in the back. Much harder than any shadow type should. It was like getting punched by a beast type. Not to mention while he was off balance, the shambler kept cutting into him, making the problem all the worse. And to ice the cake and put the cherry on top, Sal got punched in the spine by the beast type. Instant K.O. So yeah, overall, Sal lost that penultimate round pretty hard.

Spoiler: Round 15

The final round was getting prepped for in a very painful way. Sal was not liking the healing any bit more than he usually did. It was truly agonizing, but hey, he got his body back safe and sound. As he picked himself off the ground he thought about this. It was going to be pretty god damn hard to beat some beasts like these. He had to have a well thought out plan that would take them all out. Granted, they were all equally terrifying to fight as the earth aura made them all ridiculously hard hitters. Oh well. Sal would just have to do his best, and out speed these creatures. If he couldn't use his speed to win, then there was no way he was going to. Spitting a tooth into the water ground (which then regrew) Sal was ready for round fifteen to get underway.

The beast and shadow started their charged as usual and Sal was thinking about who he should take down first. The shambler was definitely the biggest threat, but the shadow was definitely no pushover either. As such, Sal dodged out of the way of the shadow and the beast, With them out of the way he kept dodging the attacks of the shambler. That's when he did it. Exactly the same thing as last time. He sprinted full force towards the shambler. Sal started avoiding the attacks of the shambler and then basically thought up his plan on the spot. All the steps. All of 'em.

Sal ran and jumped swiftly to the side, avoiding the shadow and causing it to miss. The thing took longer than before which meant Sal must've been going faster. Next, he continued to avoid the shambler's attacks, and left the beast pretty much in the dust. When he finally closed in on the shambler it was an interesting battle. Sal instantly hit the deck and slid into the shambler. This caused the shadow to miss him, again, and knocked the shambler off balance. Sal quickly picked himself up and kicked the shambler, killing it. With that out of the way, Sal went full speed and killed the shadow only to be left with the beast, who was easy pickings. When all three of them were dead, they all converged and became one large orb. From it, a larger golden orb than last time was formed. Sal touched and absorbed the orb, and thus ended his dream world.

After that rough sequence of events had happened, Sal woke up feeling groggy and felt that the timing on this was completely unwarranted. It was only later in the night, so he still had time to go to bed, so he did. He fell right back asleep and hopefully wouldn't be plagued by another shit storm of fights.[DOUBLEPOST=1383539924][/DOUBLEPOST]The majority of the zombies had fallen to the fallen when all was said and done. Brandon had been super gung ho about taking them on. He was all about that lightning killing all of the zombies all over the place. Between his sword and lightning powers the entire horde never stood a chance. Though it wasn't like Brandon was the only one who did jack against all of these zombies. Everyone had their moment of killing zombies...if ya know they wanted to. Brandon wasn't going to name any specifics because Skyheart wasn't entirely sure which fallen angels would kill zombies and which wouldn't, but those that wanted to certainly did. Eventually they all got on their plane ride out of London and flew all the way to good old Russia. Once on there, Brandon fell asleep and simply snoozed the rest of the plane ride.

 

Due to it apparently taking three people reminding him to end his day MoK had Logan find his sword with some help of Sameal. After so slaying of zombies he got back on the plane along with the others and fell asleep on board.

 

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❖ DAY ⟡ 41 ⦙ 4/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Friday ⦙ November 01, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Yakutsk, Russia [Hotel] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ X ❖​

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That had fortunately gone better than intended. Hana exhaled in relief when Hay Sun's crass language began to poor out of her mouth. She had never been so pleased to hear someone swear. It was like music to her ears -- very strange vulgar music. The girl passed out there in the street and bringing her back to the car was no easy task. It required the efforts of all three of them and then they had to haul her into the hotel, but at least once inside they could just set her down on a valet cart and wheel her to the room. After hefting her up onto a bed, Hana brought the cart back downstairs. She had glamoured Hay Sun so that it wouldn't look like they were hauling an unconscious body around the hotel and create reason for questions.​

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She said good night to Sal and told him they would leave first thing in the morning to head back to St. Petersburg. It was late and they could all use some sleep before experiencing another bout of jet lag. She headed back to the room, having only purchased two. It wasn't the first time she will have shared a bed with Joslyn and it was still no big deal in the least bit. Hana waited until the albino drifted off and sat on the edge of the bed with her phone out. She stared at it, kind of wishing for one of those strange phone calls with Samuel, but knew that wasn't going to happen. She did, however, need to send Jun Tae a progress report. He wanted to know whether or not they were successful with saving Hay Sun.​

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To: Jun Tae​

Staying the night in Yakutsk. Found Uriel​

and got him to return Hay Sun to her body​

if even for a little bit. Heading back to ​

St. Petersburg in the morning. Good luck.​

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Hana sighed and set her phone down on the nightstand, lying back on the bed. She draped her arms over her eyes and exhaled slowly. Things were just becoming more and more complicated. Hopefully everyone else managed their tasks well enough. She reached over to turn of the lamp and buried the side of her face into the pillow, pulling the sheets up to her chin for sleep.​

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Such claims and such a clash for dominance. Just where would it lead the silver haired man wondered. Both sides had something, but Temeluchas was the one better at conveying her message and proving her desire to accomplish her goals. He was nothing special, but if they really wished to get him to join then they should have sent for somebody who was much more persuasive.

The one that spoke the most in the group made quite the speech, but unfortunately it wasn't enough to even faze the puppeteer. What the two stated clashed against each other and in the end he just had to believe Temeluchas' words. When asked before they really held no true answer and was he only now to believe that they found the answer to the question? Regulus did not approve of that in any sense.

"Your words are good enough Temeluchas" Regulus said standing up calmly from his seat as he took a step closer to the angel of torment. "If I am to die I'd rather it not by siting around...if there are many things I can learn and do then there is only one choice but to humbly accept your offer" Regulus said turning over to Antonio. "I have no use for the living specimin..you are free to do as you wish with them but ignite Sheer Heart Attack once your done" Regulus said before placing his hand on his chin. "On second thought no...let the police set their eyes on my work..." Regulus said calmly. Without a word the puppet did as Regulus said and opened a door towards a faraway door. The mere sound of grotesque screams could be lightly heard heard as the doors were flung open.

 

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Lu disappears, taking Regulus with her.​

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Samuel Riviera
DAY: 41 - 44 | DATE: November 1st, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Plane back to Russia

When they were dealing with those pesky zombie things again in London, he tried not to let his somewhat self-inflicted injuries get in his way too much. That was one thing he didn't want to happen again. By fighting those damned things, he'd hopefully get Abaddon off of his case about destroying things. Plus, it would be a good time to experiment with that explosion power that the Angel of Destruction told him about. It turned out to be a great way to deal with the zombies, though each explosion drained him pretty heavily.

On the plane, he started to think about Hana again. He considered getting a phone to have those calls like before. He really wanted to, as stupid as it sounded. Not to mention, he still hadn't had the chance to even talk to her since Abaddon decided to rear his ugly head. The plane ride was going to take a little while longer, so he took this opportunity to go to sleep before he started to over think that stuff.

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Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 41 - 44 | DATE: November 1st, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Yakutsk, Russia

After a long, long, long, long search for Hay Sun, they finally found her. That was a relief. Thank goodness she was still alive and kicking. Well, the kicking part not so much since she was out cold. But the alive part was very much true. At any rate, since it would the journey back to St. Petersburg would be a long one, they decided to get a hotel to stay at for the night.

At the hotel, she shared a bed with Hana, which hadn't happened in a while. She really liked it when she got to share the bed with her. The warmth of her body granted a sense of closeness that had gone unfulfilled when she was little. Something that she had yearned for, but never quite got. Why was she thinking about this all of a sudden? She didn't have a clue as to why, but she did know that it felt wonderful sharing a bed with Hana. Before too long, she had fallen asleep before the crimson haired girl.

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Vincent Antonio Zeppeli
DAY: 41 - 44 | DATE: November 1st, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Hotel in St. Petersburg, Russia

Not only had they failed to recruit Regulus into their group, they watched as he decided to join the enemy faction. This was bad. He was afraid to tell Hana and the others that weren't there the terrible news. However, it was definitely bad that the enemy had one more person on their side. Not only that, but he was capable of building automatons fully capable of combat. Essentially, he could build them an army given enough time. That was not appealing. Not in the slightest.

As he lay in his bed back in the hotel, he wondered about what he could've done differently and what he could've said to convince him that it was worth going with them? No matter how he looked at it, it seemed like their three man group was destined to fail to recruit him. Well, no point in crying over it now, he thought. If this was how things played out, he had no choice but to accept it as what happened. Still, he dreaded telling the others. With that out of the way and cleared from his mind, he fell asleep.​