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Theodore let the door shut and took a seat himself and shook off any remaining nervousness. He took a few moments to gaze at the faces around the table before straightening his back and fidgeting with his fingers underneath the table.

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❝So what exactly...is your goal here? Or do you want this to be a team effort?❞

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❝Well, first of all...Can someone please explain to me who 'C' is? I've not had a direct encounter...Nor has anything that out of the ordinary happened until the Bellhurst kids arrived. I need to know who C is, what C is. I would also like to know what's happened up to this point for some of you. If you have something to share, please share it. I would also like to look at these rules, so if any of you have...broken them and survived, please tell. If you know of anyone who has broken them and died, explain that too.❞​

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❝So what exactly...is your goal here? Or do you want this to be a team effort?❞

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A shiver ran down her spine and she turned her gaze down to the table, dejected. Team. She certainly hoped not, because her being apart of a team would cause everything to go to hell. ...Her head hurt.​

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❝Well, first of all...Can someone please explain to me who 'C' is? I've not had a direct encounter...Nor has anything that out of the ordinary happened until the Bellhurst kids arrived. I need to know who C is, what C is. I would also like to know what's happened up to this point for some of you. If you have something to share, please share it. I would also like to look at these rules, so if any of you have...broken them and survived, please tell. If you know of anyone who has broken them and died, explain that too.❞​

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The problem for her was trying to figure out which part of the events that had happened were C and which had nothing to do with this game. Honestly, her delusions probably had nothing to do with anyone but herself. Maybe Crestatia had triggered more crazy in her, but that was just the stress of the situation. The hallucinations and personality changes within her were already there--Crestatia just triggered them...Maybe. ​

❝Crestatia,❞ Her voice was small so she took a moment to clear her throat and correct it. ❝...She's a demon. She has powers and...Um.❞​

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[ OOC : GOLDEN 'YOU TRIED' STAR FOR ELLY. ]​

[ DAY : 45 - 3/3 ] • [ JANUARY 13, 2013 ] • [ LOCATION : ANTILUM ]​

[ YOU • ME • NAMES • LINKS • HATRED ] • [ MOOD : CURIOUS ]​

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The tone of his first question had been a little off-handed, but Theo didn't seem to mind, but in fact, appreciated the start.

" Well, first of all . . . Can someone please explain to me who 'C' is? I've not had a direct encounter . . . Nor has anything that out of the ordinary happened until the Bellhurst kids arrived. " Well, of course nothing happened to BAE kids. Every demon has to start somewhere. Bellhurst was just unlucky enough to be the point. " I need to know who C is, what C is. I would also like to know what's happened up to this point for some of you. If you have something to share, please share it. I would also like to look at these rules, so if any of you have . . . broken them and survived, please tell. If you know of anyone who has broken them and died, explain that too. "

That was quite the order he'd brought up, but since he'd had no experience with Crestatia, Harley wasn't so surprised.

" Crestatia, " a slightly meek voice spoke up, and Harley looked to see a young girl with brown hair and blue eyes ( he recognized her from his first night at BAE. Eleanora, was it? ), " . . . She's a demon. She has powers, and . . . Um. "

Cute attempt, really, but the night was short and this meeting needed to be thorough. Theo didn't looked too pleased either by her trailing off, so he cleared his throat loudly and took the floor.

" Well, for starters . . . " he began, " Crestatia is a . . . demon of some sort who can't appear to us directly, so she's always taking a vessel and playing her little game that way. She . . . seems to capable of more emotions than just amusement and cruelty, as one of her recent victims told me that she hated her. I never got the reason. "

He seemed to be the only one talking, so he went on, " I haven't had anything too big happen to me until recently, when I lost my . . . cousin, Kallisti. " he cringed at that, seeing as her death had been only three days ago, " The rules are set so that it's basically impossible not to break them because there're also a set of sub-rules. Crestatia is a tricky, thorough one, so there's not been any loopholes yet . . . "

Not that he hadn't tried to find them, but they seemed so goddamned impossible to find.

" No one that I know of has broken the rules and survived. " he went on a bit darkly, " Crestatia seems to have something against another being known as Analynne, but she hasn't presented herself to anyone, I don't think. " And he looked expectantly around the table for anyone who might say something.

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Upon noticing the announcement for the start of their meeting, Casey merely nodded and followed the group. He was quite overjoyed that his meeting was actually a meeting and not some excuse to relax and have fun. When Casey entered the room his eyes widened in amazement once more. He stared at it and the closed his eyes and shook his head at how these rich kids flaunted their money away. As he kept an eye out at the many people here an all too familiar face caught his attention. Noticing Heidi, Casey's eyes immediately widened and he immediately looked away. He did not expect to see her here at all and was definitely not prepared to face her. With the meeting involving him facing everybody, hiding was not an option and in reality he hoped the seriousness wouldn't give them a chance to converse. He felt terrible for feeling like this but he couldn't do much about it. Closing his eyes with a sigh, Casey took a seat down and silently listened.

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The meeting of praise had finally begun and Laurence was ecstatic. Immediately he rushed into the room and nearly leaped in joy as he entered the room. Taking a seat in one of the chairs, Laurence placed a foot on the table and closed his eyes with a smile as he waited for the others to speak. What was said next was obviously not words of praise but the words of an ignorant fool! Did the fool not know that god had blessed him! This was not acceptable...it was UNFORGIVING! but alas....the poor soul would have to be taught! surely the others around the table would enlighten this poor unfortunate soul and show him the light of his god! His time of praise would have to be saved for later, but what was said next was ridiculous! these people treated his god not as a savior, but a demon! Tears began to fill his eyes as he listened to their words

 

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He lifted his fingers to his temples and massaged them slowly. It was becoming increasingly more difficult to hide the annoyance on his face. So far he hadn't heard anything new...Not that very many people were contributing to the discussion at all. No wonder they were dropping like flies. There had to be a way to beat this thing alone.

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Ah, there we go. Theodore listened carefully, trusting that anything untrue would be corrected by one of the other's at the meeting. It was honestly a bit difficult to process...Not totally far-fetched though, especially with his upbringing. He had seen some fantastical things here at Antilum. Nothing quite as...supernatural, though. ​

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How pathetic of her. At least she was trying. She gazed up at the room of people. Why weren't they saying anything? Too scared, maybe? Nothing had happened, so what was there to be afraid of? They needed as much help as they could ge--...

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❝Crestatia seems to have something against another being known as Analynne...❞​

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Huh. That was weird. The rest of Harley's sentence was drowned out somehow. It felt like she had suddenly been dunked under water; her vision going hazy and Maybe this was a side effect of one of the pills she had taken? She hadn't gone over her usual dosage or taken anything else...she hadn't even gotten anything to eat or drink while here, so...

Then the pain hit. She gripped the side of the table to try and stable herself, but it wasn't working out so well. There was a nausea in her stomach and an intensifying burning sensation in the center of her chest. She managed to force out a small groan--which was meant to be a 'help' directed at Bernadette-- before the world seemed to flip and her body collapsed off of the chair and onto the ground. ​

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Vanille yelped, Harley got to his feet, " Okay, that was an accident. " he said sternly, almost dangerously, " This is kind of a bad time, Uh."

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Theodore watched as the small girl from before suddenly fell to the floor wheezing. Did she have asthma or something? Jesus Christ, what a crazy bunch. He made a move to go to her, since those around her were being utterly useless, but when he got to her side, someone else entirely was sitting there. She was much...taller. Older, with smooth, elegant features. An angel, maybe? Theo stared awestruck...That is until she actually spoke.

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As Theodore opened up another door that led to the conference room, Vergil was immediately amazed. So he wasted no time going in there and taking a seat. That was when the meeting officially began and the questions started. While his knowledge on C was very limited, he had known about the strange incidents befalling Bellhurst. Too bad he had no time to speak before everything went weird. "Going ahead to state the obvious here, but that can't be good."

 

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[ OOC : SORRY, SORRY! ]​

[ DAY : 45 - 3/3 ] • [ JANUARY 13, 2013 ] • [ LOCATION : ANTILUM]​

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. . . He hadn't exactly been expecting it. So that was Analynne? What, he summoned her just by saying her name? Good god, this was a heavy strike on him and he knew it. What wo - oh, she disappeared.

Well, he didn't mean to let hell loose in Antilum. Theo seemed stunned, the masked girl was extremely pale, everyone was stiff, cold, frozen.

Shit, what to do now. She wouldn't just disappear like that. Did he have to find her?

" Sorry, sorry, " he said to the others, though it probably wasn't good consolation for whatever hell was going to break through next, " As . . . demonstrated, that was - probably - the other one. L, we'll call her from now, just to be safe. " He turned away from them, for once not knowing what to do next.



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One of the black haired boys was leading the meeting; Isabella supposed he was Theodore. The brown haired boy seemed to be the one most willing to speak with him. All this talk of demons: Crestatia, Analynne; it was all too much for her to take in. Demons were just something in myths and fairy tales, right? Then a small girl who had arrived after her collapsed after the names of these demons were mentioned. And then in her place, a woman clad in white appeared. The brown-haired boy seemed anxious when the woman appeared. As quickly as she appeared, she vanished. What was going on in this place?​

 

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Vanille almost didn't believe her eyes when she had seen a tall, slender, sort of ethereal woman appear. She had yelped, being startled, but when the woman disappeared, the building went into lock down.

Alarms and flashing red lights went off and although everyone else began to panic, she stayed calm. She had been here before, in this kind of situation. It's a good thing she was wearing good active shoes today.

Quickly, her eyes scanned the room. All of the doors were locked, but when she looked up she found the ventilation system. Perfect. She discarded everyone else, smoothly hopped onto the table and then punched the vent upwards and dragged it down where it then clattered on the table. She needed to get out of here.

What about the others?

She clicked her tongue. It was protocol to help all civilians - but only if she could. The ventilation system wouldn't hold all of their weight up, surely it would crash.

❝I - I'll try to get the rest of you guys out!❞ she called down when she was snug in the vents.

Taking a breath, Vanille began to move through the actions that had been called for so many times before. She crawled through the system, beginning to sweat slightly, but glad that the heater wasn't on. she looked through a few of the other vents that she passed trying to find one that would lead her to the hallway outside of the conference room.

From her bra, she grabbed her phone and checked the time; close to midnight.

After ten grueling minutes of crawling, she kicked open a vent, and jumped down into the hallway. Ah, that's right, most of them in this sector of the building looked the same.

Her eyes searched for any trace that this was the hallway she needed to be in. She looked back up at the vent and began to mentally trace her path back to the room.

Damn. This was the wrong hall. She set off at an easy sprint, the alarms loud and blaring.

What now? She needed to get those others out of the room. She was supposed to be a normal girl tonight. This was supposed to be her night. Her one, normal night. It was enough to make a few tears run down her face. under her mask.

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❝Bernie! I didn't know if you would come. I'm happy to--...see you.❞

Bernadette had left Elliot be. She only caused him problems. Some tall blond boy in a crisp tuxedo seemed to get everything taken care of anyway. The sound of her friend's voice calling out to her lifted her spirits tremendously. She straightened out and made her way over to the shorter blue-eyed brunette smiling awkwardly. "Ah, El-uh-nor-uh..." she trailed off. Eleanora seemed to have received a look from their host. She glanced around noticing Theodore leading them off into a conference room. Ich denke, es ist an der Zeit, um loszulegen. She took a seat at the long oval table beside her friend and listened as the conversation began.

❝Well, first of all...Can someone please explain to me who 'C' is? I've not had a direct encounter...Nor has anything that out of the ordinary happened until the Bellhurst kids arrived. I need to know who C is, what C is. I would also like to know what's happened up to this point for some of you. If you have something to share, please share it. I would also like to look at these rules, so if any of you have...broken them and survived, please tell. If you know of anyone who has broken them and died, explain that too.❞

That blond boy seemed to have quite a bit to say on the matter. She rested her elbows on the table and set her chin on top of her fists, listening intently. It was hard to believe all of this. Suddenly, Eleanora began to tremble beside her and gripped the table. She gave her a look as if pleading for help and Bernie's eyes widened in fright. She rested one hand on her shoulder and set the other on her back, rubbing it. Almost as quickly as she tried to comfort her friend, she stopped. Eleanora had crumpled to the floor and was replaced by someone completely new. What was happening? Had this seriously been from someone calling out Analynne? Who was Analynne? She barely knew who Crestatia was.

❝ACK...IT'S BEEN A WHILE. I WASN'T SURE I WOULD BE ABLE TO VISIT YOU ALL BEFORE MY TIME HERE EXPIRED. HAVE YOU MISSED ME? HAHA.❞

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Astounded, Theodore didn't know what to do with himself. One minute they were having a nice conversation together, then the next minute alarms were blaring and there was this strange...ticking sound. His heart was about to leap out of his chest. The masked girl from earlier hopped up through the vents above them before he could stop her, so he had found himself by the door fruitlessly typing in the passcode until the system locked him out completely. He banged his head against the wall in frustration and then heard the sound of his cellphone ringing.

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Theodore shoved the phone back into his pocket and ran back to the opening of the vent. Something told him that girl wasn't coming back. He gazed at the other's and shook his head. The ticking was speeding up. He stood on a chair and lifted himself up through the vents. He didn't know what the ticking was but he wasn't going to find out. He didn't care about the other's, either. They all had two legs and a heartbeat--the could figure it out.​

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Everyone seemed to have ignored him and his little episode, or only paid attention to it for a moment before wandering off. Rather rude of them.

No matter. Thanks to the servants here he was cleaned up in no time and with new gloves and mask, though not in time to attend the start of the meeting. He would be a little late. That seemed like no problem until the labs' alarm system began blaring.

What happened? Had those fools did something to cause this?

Looking for the servants that had just helped him didn't do him any good as they seemed to have vanished. How weird... In any case, he really wished to find out what was going on. Wasn't there some sort of surveillance room around here... He couldn't remember if there was, but began looking anyway, not knowing that the others could possibly be in a load of trouble.

 

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Vergil was completely lost at what was going on around him. First another deity, L as she would now be called, made an appearance. Then everything thing else goes straight to hell. Alarms were going off and ticking sound could be heard. That was never a good thing. That wasn't even the worst part of it. The girl in the mask and the boy, who he assumed to be Theodore, were making their way out through the air vent. I good idea in theory, but it wouldn't help all of them. That only left the door, which was sealed by an electronic passcode. "Does anyone know how to hack a door." It was a long shot, but it was the best idea he could think of right now.

 

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They had continued to bad mouth his god, but at the same time he learned something new. He learned that there were two of his gods and not only that, but their names were Crestatia and Analynne. He learned the names of his beloved goddesses and after hearing their discussion a miracle happened. In a blink of an eye his goddess appeared before him. Laurence could only stare in disbelieve as he stared at his goddess. He wished to shout praise towards her, but in a mere moment the ignorant one ignorantly insulted her and before he could even do anything, the goddess was gone. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COME BACK MY GODDESS " Laurence yelled as he dropped to his knees and cried out a flood of tears.

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Things were definitely not looking good. Casey knew that something would go on involving C but this was ridiculous. He learned a great deal from listening to the conversation and the fact that there were two demons was a great fact, but the sudden chaos that ensued was terrifying and Casey was stunned "Think Casey...think of what has to be done next" Casey mumbled quietly to himself as he rose to his feet and glanced around the area while ignoring the bumbling crying idiot.

 

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( DAY :: 45 - 3/3 ) • ( JANUARY 13, 2013 ) • ( LOCATION :: ANTILUM HALLS )​

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Minutes were flying by with Vanille's sprinting

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It could be nothing else but some sort of bomb, and if she didn't hurry, it would go off. They would all die, for sure. Even Theodore, who had said he liked her mask. She couldn't let Harley and his lady-friend die, either.
She found herself standing in that lounge - perfect! She looked around the large, empty room and found the hall that they had gone down before. Her breath was coming in rasps, but this run was nothing new to her body. Her hand flew up to her face to make sure that the mask was still firmly in place, and thankfully it was.

Some night this had turned out to be!

She ran again down the hall and looked at all the doors. If the building was in lock down, passcodes wouldn't work. She looked at the door. What kind of metal was it made out of?

. . . Nothing a bit of C4 wouldn't take care of.

She lifted up her skirt and reached for the utility belt that she wore under. Mom had told her not to, had demanded she not wear it, but Vanille couldn't help it. It was always needed. Always.

Luckily, she also always carried about five pounds of small C4 bombs with her. They ranged in power dosage, and to open this door, she wouldn't need much. Probably two small 5 ounces.

The bombs were two thin, round tablets, with a single black button on top. She licked the back of each and then pressed them on to the door.

Up, inside the ceiling, she could hear movement over the alarms. Someone else had climbed through the vents.

She pressed the two buttons and ran down the hall again, counting down.

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She ran to the newly bombed door and heard that ominous ticking again. Everyone was in a stupor, ❝Come on!❞she yelled at them, and they all began to scramble. Harley grabbed his lady-friend and they were the first out of the room. She looked at the others, and then heard the ceiling fall through over her, ❝Theo!❞ she cried, seeing him on the ground and then helping him up, ❝Come on, we've gotta run, I think there's a bomb inside the room!❞

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