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xxxxxxxxxx Before Harley could move anywhere with Kallisti the strange Olivia, his mind grew slightly foggy and he began to think of the people on the email again. There was one name on there that he was slightly familiar with, John K. Quincy, the religious one.

. . . Harley didn't believe in any sort of god, not really - and didn't really like people who deluded themselves on the fact that there might be some higher deity. Suddenly, Harley didn't like John Quincy anymore. In fact, it was so much dislike that he just sort of . . . well, to be blunt, he wanted to wring out Quincy's neck. He bid goodbye to his cousin, telling her not to follow him and then Olivia as well and he set off to look for the little bastard.

Since he was closest to the Missionary Library, that's where he decided he would check first. To be honest, he always wanted to kill someone in a library. He walked across the grounds, the cool air brushing his face, and he soon found himself in front of the antique-ish building. Oldest library for a long while around. He walked up the steps to said library and opened the door, then closing it behind him. There seemed to be no people inside, and so when the door closed, there was a slight echo.

It smelled of must and books, but he kinda liked the quiet atmosphere - was the little bastard in here?

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It was rather hard going through the ordeal with her brother. The last thing she wished for was to be a source for his pain and suffering, but it could not be helped. Oh well. He would understand sooner or later.

Still...a little something to uplift her spirits would be very nice. Hm. Either coffee or reading...perhaps both? But alas, the buildings were so far from each other so one would have to come before the other. The first would be coffee, something she had not had the luxury of in so long and yet longed for.

So what was that place...? Ah, Ishmael Coffee. Her first stop. And maybe while she was there she would grab a muffin or something else to eat.

Hm...what was this strange feeling...such a strange blood lust. For someone in particular as well. Hm...

 

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Allison never managed to talk to Harley all night and ended up being awake throughout the night until the next day. For some reason it seemed she was running on some sort of slight adrenaline and felt completely fine. She had explored a bit more of the academy before deciding to go to her dorm to drop of her backpack of stuff. It was starting to feel exceptionally heavy and when exploring, having unneeded weight was annoying. Feeling lighter after parting with her belongings, Allison tried to remember the events of last night. She had tried calling Harley and then...there was a great gust of wind and it began to storm. Then it all suddenly stopped. It reminded her of the freak earthquake and eclipse. At that moment, she heard a great voice in her head informing her of a mission of sorts. Is this...C? Oh...wow...it's...really real. Wait. Of course it's real! Ah then...I need to...search for this guy. John? John who? So many Johns in the world...I need to ask someone. Harley! Harley ought to know. Allison quickly whipped out her phone as she texted Harley as fast as she could.

Hey dude. You heard the voice. Who's this john person? And what's he look like? Do i know him?

While waiting for an answer, she decided to head to the Crescent Valley Theater as she assumed that maybe the guy liked plays? Allison also assumed that if Harley couldn't give her information then this C probably could. Maybe it'd be like Hot and Cold.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx After a little while of searching the library, Harley had found no God-kisser to kill, so he left the library in search of his victim. He had a feeling, though, that John needed to be killed, otherwise bad things would happen.

To the southeast of the library, there was the boys' dorms ( Harley had a map, thanks ), so he decided to check there, maybe John had gone to his room already?

He walked inside the building which was - like the library - strangely empty, but Harley didn't really care because he was out to kill, not to be a spectator. He walked down the hall and began to open various doors.

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"Temporary immunity...how very amusing...and useful" Zeke muttered as e grin crept across his face "let the killing begin" Zeke said gleefully as he began to sprint down the hallways. There was once place he had in mind and this place he was sure to have found the teen. Reaching the designated spot Zeke raised his leg and kicked the door open "SUP BITCHES WHERE IS JOHNNY BOY?" Zeke yelled. There were a bunch of feminine screams as the women in the room immediately began to flee in fear. With a smirk the teen walked into the women's bathroom and glanced around.

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The voice echoed in the teen;s mind and the search for Heidi was soon put off. Just what did John do to incur the wrath of the diety. Was she upset, or merely amused...it was something that the teen began to ponder. Would the deity be willing to give immunity? would he sully his name for selfish desires? Altair was not sure at this point but he did know that he needed to find John before anybody else. The academy was not far off and it took a little while for him to reach it. Once there he went to the auditorium and glanced around. All the chaos began at an auditorium so it wasn't a bad decision to check it out.

 

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It was a nice drink, one able to be brought with her. No food though, as she found too little money on her person. What a shame. Though now she did not really wish to read, or at least not at the moment for on the way she realized how little she knew the grounds. So perhaps a tour of the place?
Faculty of Humanities seemed like a good place to start out, so she headed there and soon entered the building.

 

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xxxxxxxxxx Next was the South Bridge - would that even count since it wasn't a building? Harley felt like he needed to hurry, so he set off at a jog and reached the bridge in no time, searching for signs of that little bastard.

After looking around just a bit, he found the very person he had been texting just minutes ago, " Hey, Alli! " he called out with a smile, dark as it might have been considering the circumstances, " I guess great minds think alike, hmm? "



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xxxxxxxxxx " Well, if you really wanna know so badly, then follow me and we might be able to kill him together ~ " he replied to his friend in a sing-song tone.

The next place Harley wanted to check was the Faculty of Student Life. He was sure to be around here somewhere . . . This place was definitely big enough.

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No luck so far. Man, this really sucked. Where would someone be hidden? It should be on campus at least, to make things fair. If not then that would be such a pain. But...thinking back on those countless movies and tv shows Elizabeth watched growing up there seemed to be a lot of dramatic scenes in the boiler room and other underground or out of the way places like that. So there was a good idea, right?

And thus she began a search of something like that, starting with a boiler room.

 

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The two made a decision and hurrying to the west they checked the Faculty of Student Life out. Allison hoped they found him soon. She didn't necessarily want to kill him, but they would try and figure out waht to do after finding him. "Let's just find him first." she replied as they ran in search of the ever elusive John. She also hoped he wasn't some place impossible to reach, like a belltower or some such. That'd be crazy.

 

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For a moment, Ben thought he could hear a girl's voice; something about killing someone? He shrugged it off. He must have been hearing things. Maybe the lamp light was getting to his head. "I need some fresh air..." he muttered to himself. He stuffed his phone into his pocket and slung a bag over his shoulders. Making sure he had his room key on him, he left the dorms, makings his way northeast to the library.

But as the he approached the building, he could feel a pang in his head. With each step the pain grew stronger. Ben pressed his hand to his head. He could feel the pain subsiding, but... he could feel something else. Not feel, really. More like hear. A name echoed in his mind: John Quincy.

 

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Crystal sat there waiting for the train to arrive. She had nothing to do really but wait. The train had finally arrived to the station. It would be a good time until she made it to Brookridge. She got on bored with fear that something bad was going to happen when she arrived. She didn't know what, but something was going to happen. While riding, she shivered from some cold that had wrapped itself around her. It was usually warm in the train, and it was no different this time. That night she had was long and uneasy to her. Memories of her past surrounding her mind, poking it like a sharp needle. A kind old man saw this and sat with her letting her use his jacket for warmth. "Thank you sir. I cannot accept this though." The man smiled and assured her it was no problem. He had many more. He spoke with her for a while and the fear and shivering had calmed itself at last. The train had stopped and he had to go. She offered the jacket back but the man just told her to keep it. She clenched it tightly. No one showed her kindness. She was never used to the feeling of happiness. She was always ignored by people that she had forgotten the feeling. It was good.

Some time passed once more and she arrived at the school. The shivers had come once again. The station was peaceful and not many were there. She had grabbed her bags and headed off of the train to find the office and her room that she would soon have to call home for a while. It would probably be better than staying at home anyway. She walked for a while outside to see some people scrambling around. "I wonder what is going on? Are they playing a game? No, they look to serious to be doing that. It is almost like their lif-" It hit her. Did other people get that e-mail too? Are all these people also ones who got it? She wanted to know, but she was too shy. She just stood there in silence, confused.

 

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Okay, so not there either. Let's try the Astronomy Tower.

 

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And here he was. How grand, to come out the winner. Still, the deed had yet to be done so it was hardly over yet. At least the victim was nice and dazed as if he was under a spell. Seemed easy enough, for someone like this demon playing with them. A rather flick of the wrist type thing.

After what she's done it was unlike her to go anywhere unarmed, so from her purse she withdrew a pocket knife. Even if the demon was in complete control of this Elizabeth was still careful to end it in one blow to the heart and kept as clean as possible. After that she stepped back from the body, waiting to see if the demon would show herself or if she was to leave now.

 

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For something who must have been used to these games and death this one did not sound into it very much. Hm. That should be kept for later use.

"How about we strike a deal?" If this was not Crestatia (it was getting hard keeping track of all of these supernatural beings when Elizabeth cared only for one thing) then she would be breaking a rule. However, she had won and Enny was allowed to stay...so perhaps it would be okay.

Even if it was not she hardly cared for her own well being.

"Or well, more of a trade off I suppose. I simply ask that this immunity be passed over to my younger brother, Anthony Evans. If it applies as a pardon for any rule breaking he has done that will work just as well."

 

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[/url]❝Hm...? Sure, sure...to Anthony Evans it goes...❞

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Oh. How wonderful. Alright, well she did not seem in the mood to have this meeting prolonged so perhaps it was time to end this?

"Thank you very much. Well that is all I have to say to that draws an end to this conversation I suppose, as I am sure one such as yourself has many things to tend to and I do not wish to keep you from them. I hope you have a pleasant evening." She said with a slight bow of her head, smiling for a change.