Extraordinary Regularity

"I was hired." She said simply, taking a seat with her back to a tree. "Someone paid me 5 million to get the group of you out of there."
Hema's world buzzed like she had just gotten seriously drunk. She put a hand over her face and grumbled to herself. Standing up she threw off the stolen clothes and sat down in her white dress again. Her hand searched under her dress and found another auto-injector. Fingers wrapping around the plastic tube, she froze. The injection in her reach was another dose of crystal clear. She could take it and be back to normal... but the crash would probably kill her this time. Reluctantly she withdrew her hand. Their was a burning in her body, a desire for the chemicals.
"Before you ask, they didn't give a name."

OOT: It's totally not ponies. I'm giving you my drunken serious words. Not. Ponies. This time.

 

The little girl crept up to the Phoenix from behind, throwing herself at it with all her force. She seemed to not fear the fact that everything around the Phoenix would corrode. Upon her arrival to where the Phoenix once was, she fell flat on the ground. Fluff had moved within a split-second and was now flapping its wings above her as if mocking her. Irene got up and chased after the Phoenix which simply flew at a pace slightly faster than Irene's, waiting for her to tire out, and once she did returned to its previous location and lay to rest. Although tired, the girl returned to the others, wanting to hear what they were talking about. Whilst listening, she would slip her hand into the veil of the mask, playing with her hair, curling it around on a finger and then uncurling it as well as occasionally giggling.

 

Seth stood up and moved around the shy, almost naked girl, his gaze never leaving her, his expression never changing. He circled once before stepping up to Melena, cupping her chin and moving her head up, and staring into her eyes for a few seconds. Seemingly satisfied, he went back to his chair, one leg rested over the other, his fingers again steepled.
"So," he began after a brief silence, "what is one of the Undine really here for? I can't see why you'd come all this way just to be a servant, so what is it?"

 

Jessic grinned mischievously at Riley. "Yes, I most certainly can save it." He stated swiveling his eyes in their sockets. He still thought on how to.. well mess with Riley. A bodyguard of a witch like Maisie must surely get used to weirdness happening to them.

 

Seth chuckled.
"Let's be honest with one another. I have lived two hundred and seventy eight lives, spanning over millennia. There is very little in this world that anyone can hide from me. I know what you are, so why don't you simply bare your plans like you have your body."

 

OOT: Okay, so now that I'm not completely exhausted, high as a kite or in a severe amount of pain, I'm gonna try to get back into this. I read up on the last few pages so I think I'm all caught up but if I miss anything, let me know and I'll make some changes.


John and Marie thought about Eldrich's proposition carefully. The whole idea still seemed insane to them and under normal circumstances they would have turned him down immediately. But they realize that for them, there is no such thing as "normal circumstances" anymore. John was the first one to speak up, looking down at Gabriel with a serious expression.
"Gabriel...are you absolutely, one hundred percent sure about him?"

Gabriel nodded, his sad expression lightening up a little.
"I'm sure, Dad."

John looked up at Marie.
"Well...he's never been wrong before so I don't see why we should start doubting him now."
Marie still looked uncertain, though she seemed to be warming up to the idea.

Suddenly, Gabriel turned around and his eyes widened slightly. John put his hand on Gabriel's shoulder.
"What is it, Gabe?"
Gabriel was looking intently towards a group of people that he couldn't see yet, but he could definitely sense.
"More auras...strong ones...I'm not sure if they're all good or not."

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As they approached the park, Logan spoke up, clearly annoyed as he reluctantly answered Roy's question.
"Well, let's see. I think you still owe me money, I think we're wasting our time here and I definitely think that you're acting a little too buddy-buddy for someone that I personally passed off as "that guy I used to play poker with sometimes."

John warily eyed the newcomers as he whispered to Gabriel.
"Well...what are you sensing from them?"
Gabriel looked at them carefully.
"Mostly good auras...except that guy in the back. I don't really know about him."

Logan noticed the young boy looking at him and glared back.
"What are you lookin' at, kid?"

Instinctively, Gabriel hid himself behind John.
"Yeah...I definitely don't know about him..."
He was clearly intimidated by the man's piercing glare. He relaxed a little when Logan lost interest and looked back up at the knight.

 

Kitty looked around confused. "Why are we at the park? Are the others here?"

 

Maisie folded her arms, looking about the park. "It's far too crowded. I just got out of a situation with this many people." She looked a little grumpy. She was a very high maintenance witch. Sometimes. Sort of. Okay, not really. She just enjoyed the quiet. Really, it was all her fault. She went to a city and then complained that it was packed with people.

 

New Character! Split ownership between DM and I

Name: Cinder Lord of Slayers.
Abilities: Berserker Physiology, Transcendent Vampire Physiology, Devil Hand, Empathic Weapons.
Back story: to be told through flashbacks.
Age: Retains age and characteristics from his slumber (28 years old.)
Weaponry: Extremely versatile and sharpened Whipsword as a primary, Secondary is a dagger and Devil Hand.
Armor: Black Scaled dragon armor for war. A more aristocratic approach for normal attire.

 

FOur powers aint two. ))

 

Neither is 9. Regardless it will be irrelevant to the people who aren't involved in 2 plot lines (unless they go into them.) I obviously talked it over with the owner of the thread before I posted it. If you want to make a similar request to him you can. He is actually a pretty easy going person.

 

His gaze became cold as he leaned forward in his chair.
"While I admire your ability to stick to your story in such circumstances, this little charade has become rather tedious. So, I'll grant you one last chance to tell me the truth. After that, I'm afraid I'll have to change tack to something that wouldn't be out of place in the Middle Ages."

 

Matthew resisted the urge to snap at Logan and smiled warmly at Gabriel.
"He's not a people person," he mouthed, before looking up at the knight. The dinosaur-gorilla hybrid and flying hippo swordsman was equally vying for his attention, but the knight was closest. The man in the strange armour stepped forward.
"I'm afraid I'm going to ask you to leave - this is an Exceptioneer operation, no civilians allowed."
Matthew raised his hands in self-defence - he'd heard of the Exceptioneers and he really didn't want to get on the wrong side of them.
"We're... not exactly civilians."
The man narrowed his eyes. "Is that right?" Matthew was half-way through a step back, when he suddenly got an overwhelming feeling of deja vu. It was the sense that he knew this situation. He knew that in a few seconds, the flying hippo would land and point his sword at Roy - so when Theraploferous did exactly that his hand was there to put the sword point down.
"I'm not exactly fond of people-slash-hippo-gods pointing swords at me."
"A fair complaint," Theraploferous replied. "That said, I feel some clarification is needed."
At that moment, Bravado looked more closely at Logan, and brought himself into a fighting stance. "Hey! I know you! You're that punk that just raided Penton Tower! I guess you two must be his accomplices!"
"WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT -"
Theraploferous had already swung, but Matthew had already dragged Roy backwards and ducked.
"It was a good cause?" he tried as the blade shot overhead. Bravado's response was to bring his armoured knee up into Matthew's jaw and things went bright and starry.

The ghosts around Kitty suddenly sounded more angry.
"Hurting Daddy... people are hurting Daddy..."
The voices were leading her into the park towards a very strange looking group - but Matthew and Logan were very recognisable, despite the fact Matthew was now flat on his back.

The dinosaur moved in front of the family and Eldrich. "I would recommend a swift departure," he said smoothly. "This may get... uncouth."
Theraploferous engaged Roy and Logan without further ado, hurtling forwards as Bravado straightened Matthew onto his feet - just to hit him again.
"I don't play nicely with criminals!"
"I'm not a criminal!" Matthew managed. "I'm practically a father at this point!"
Bravado's response was to sink his foot squarely into Matthew's solar plexus, and he went down wheezing.

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"Oh swell," Rid said cheerily. "That means someone wants us to do some horrible nasty things."
Nom gurgled. "Hope he pays for lunch!"
Rid rolled his eyes. "Jeez, can't you get food off the brain for one second?" He turned to Sistine, who was half-watching the girl and the bird and checking her nails. "Take it that the girl wasn't part of the plan?" he asked Hema.

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The mausoleum was dark and decrepit in a way that made the knight's own tomb look homely. The knave he was dragging squirmed and struggled fruitlessly, but even if he wanted to his mistress would not let him let go.
The coffin they approached looked... not exactly inactive.
She spoke.
"Your majesty. You home?"

 

Kitty noticed the large group engaged in a fight. "W-wait!" She cried out and ran towards them. "P-please don't hurt them!" She ran up to Matthew and collapsed, out of breath. "P-please... I don't know what's going on here... But please stop..." She looked up at Bravado. "W-wait... You're Bravado of The Exceptioneers..." She stood up and faced him. "L-Like I said, I don't know what's going on here, but we're not any enemy of yours!"

 

Score. He was correct after all, Logan had brought him to the rest and there was a lovely battle going on in which he wished to be a part of.
The flock of pigeons landed in a circle around the group fighting, seeming to jump around and eat bread crumbs from the ground as they watched what was happening, Will there be any blood? He couldn't help but think of what would happen here, today, and what he would do to them if this escalated. He couldn't have fighting in the middle of public on the world he would soon lead, could he?


Irene looked at the people, idly aware that they were talking about her. Before the elder woman had a chance to speak, she said, "Nope! You all enter me forest and I was worry this lady hurt so I tried to help her by pulling her away from the water and open land because there are lots o-" She was firing out the words, not stopping to breathe and so when she ran out of breath, she stopped, inhaling as much as her small lungs could hold and continued, "there are lots of scary animals like tigers and bears and snakes and Fluff protected me from lots and lots and lots of them and I would be hurt if not dead without him and I didn't want to let this lady get hurt." She took another huge breath and watched the man who had asked the question without knowing what to expect. She also moved her hand up and pull off her Viscard Mask, allowing her waist length green hair to tumble out and her black eyes to burn into Rid (not literally).


OOT: I realise there are obvious mistakes in Irene's talking and it is because I am trying to imitate how a 6 year old would talk.

 

The howling winds echoed through the mausoleum, In between the gusts a groan could be heard it was Cinder. He was awake. The lady that brought Hettem there also brought an offering. She opened the coffin to see Cinder laying there, controlling Hettem she had him walk over and by her will forced a small cut onto the goon. The blood was targeted towards his mouth. In an instant, Cinder shot up and embedded his fangs deeply into the vein on the neck of this useless goon. Minutes went by, and the body that once stood full of life dropped. Cinder stood up and made his way out of his coffin.

"My Mistress." Gabriel never bowed towards her, instead he grabbed her shoulder as forcefully as he could, for a rotting corpse his strength was incredible. "Tell me, what year it is. And tell me why you bring Hettem into my tomb, Especially against his own will. Free him of your constraints, I will speak to him shortly."

The woman, told him everything in order. "It's 2015 your majesty." And Hettem was therefore released from his bondage. Cinder wasnt clothed, at all. But you weren't capable of telling due to his corpse like appearance.

"Hettem, Does it disturb you that I am nigh human, Instead, I am a beast, and a beast that I used to slay. Tell me, old friend. Do you hate me as the other knights would?" Cinder was still hungry but everyone inside the tomb was off limits. In terms of feeding. He will not hurt his friends or company.

"It's been 200 years since I've last awoken. Which means, our dear old king has employed an undead army of dragons and whatever other beasts are worth mentioning, I caught wind of Althalos' plans upon my second death. I will explain everything soon, but for now this will have to suffice, I need to feed. My hunger is beyond words. I shall be back soon."

Cinder opened the door to the mausoleum and crept off into the night. He would be back before long. His parting words towards Hettem and the mistress were short and simple. "Stay here, I shall be back momentarily."

Oot: will post the rest shortly.

 

@Did you not hear? God; I apologize for not referencing you in earlier posts. I didn't realize that you were joining me and Matteuse.

Hema regarded the young girl with surprise. When did she get here? Was she in the asylum too?
"I-I don't know." She replied to Rid. Her head was still pounding, but it seemed to be getting a tad bit easier to think. Looking at the child, she spoke through her fatigue and racing heart.
"I'm a lot tougher than I look." She said with a sweet smile. "Who's this Fluff? Is that your older brother?"

 

@The_Lullabye It happens.

Irene giggled, shaking her head and causing her hair to flail around wildly. "Fluff is my friend! He's sitting over there on the grass... He doesn't want to come over because he'll hurt you all and gets really big near people with magical powers!" Had she been telling this to any other person, they would've pushed it aside and called it her imagination, but then again she would never let them see Fluff, she could always hide him and no one could ever see him if she didn't want them to. "I made him!"