Fantasy Death Inc.

[Keyfiel]

As soon as the barrage ended, Ash sheated her machete and looked for Alora, checking if she's alright. "Hey trooper, are you alright?" She was deeply concerned for the little girl and the bruises on her skin were very noticeable. The soldier wasn't faring any better, she was used to be reduced to a mangled piece of meat and she usually jacked herself with enough painkillers to don't feel anything, but sadly she didn't had the pills right there with her, and she could feel the pain kicking in full force, despite her efforts to ignore it and keep it cool.

Ash watched the demonstartion of Matthias with quite some interest, she tought that a skill like that would give her an incredible edge in battle, yet she tried to wrap her mind around the concept, since she wasn't used to magic and she always has been a person of reason. She kinda wished that the ball would lodge inside her superior, as some kind of ironic punishment for the hell she and her mates had to endure a few moments ago.

She took a tennis ball and looked at it with a pensive expression. "Clear the mind and focus... Sounds difficult..." She never did meditation but she was an expert in ignoring the pain. She threw the ball against the wall, making it bounce at full speed, the soldier braced for impact yet she cleared her mind, imaginig herself being made of thin air, ethereal, disembodied, as if nothing in the world could touch and hurt her.
She felt a tingling sensation as the ball passed through her body and fell harmlessly on the floor, she did it, and at first try even! Yet she didn't felt happy, but rather very, very angry.

"Sir, I'd like to have a word with you, if I have the permission" Said Ash to Matthias with a monotone voice yet a gaze that could kill.

 

[ReadingTheRunes]

Matthias had told everyone that they shouldn't feel pain nor have things hit them if they tried. 'Clear your mind. Clear your mind. Clear your mind.' Dominic kept repeating those words over and over and over again. He was used to clearing his mind, especially on those dreary days in the hospital bed. That and he was a spiritualist, nearing towards wiccan. And yes you heard that right, even men could be wiccan. After a few minutes of concentrating, Dominic turned translucent just in time as the balls started to fly towards him before passing right through him. "This actually works!" He told Matthias and all the other recruits, estatic with being able to achieve this being.

 

[NeoStigma]

Alexander smiled and was glad he could be of help. "Next time don't get too excited Freya nice job though." The next excerise began and with ease Al was able to grasp the concept, with rhat said he was able to phase through all the attacks with ease. He stood there with his hands in his pockets relaxed, until he saw the young child get beaned by the tennis ball. With a sigh he walked over and immediately solidified his form. Luckly Alora was quite small so all Alexander did was stand and act as her meat shield giving her som breathing room.

"Hey kid the games is just gonna get harder, you got this." Alexander smiled and tossed her a tennis ball. "Clear you mind just like the boss man said, go ahead an practice with that one for now. If you do it right it should phase right through your hand like this." Alexander smiled and showed Alora a tennis ball, he clearned his mind and soon enough the ball phased through his hand. "Easy right?" He then turned away from her to concentrate on getting bombarded by the tennis ball as he acted as a wall for the child. He watched in amusement as he saw the soldier lady confront Matthias

 

[Angelofwishes7]

Alora looked up at the soldier with a smile that was of great thanks. "Yeah... It hurts... but..." She paused looking down at her bunny, she began to play with its ears for some time before looking back up at the soldier to finish her reply. "I'll be okay." Every word she spoke sounded a bit more depressed than the last, but she kept up her small smile. Alora even gave a small smile to Alexander, trying to make it seem like she was fine, though she felt a bit wary and uncomfortable around him. To come to think of it, she felt almost fearful to all the males in the room except Matthias, at least till now.

After Alexander and Ash walked away Alora rolled one of the tennis balls in her hands for a bit of time then took a deep breath to relax. She gently threw the ball at a nearby wall and watched as it bounced off the wall then back at her. She took one more deep breath to make sure she wouldn't hiccup then focused on her hand, and as she expected the ball went right through her chest, bouncing off the ground behind her. "Yeah... Easy..." Alora sighed with a smile continuing to hold her bunny close to her, then continued to look down at the bruises forming on her legs and arms.

 

[ashenseraph]

Freya listened intently to the explanation Matthias was giving. I sure would like to pick his brain, she thought to herself. Freya was obsessed with learning and knowledge, although she wished that Matthias would have informed everyone of this small detail BEFORE getting pummeled by tennis balls. Freya closed her eyes, preparing to concentrate. She was a Wiccan, therefore meditation and focus were one of her strong and practiced attributes. Freya wished that she had some of her focusing crystals with her, but realized that she was going to have to do without. Once her mind was clear and she found a deep serenity, Freya opened her eyes and saw the tennis ball flying at her face. She did not blink, she did not flinch, she merely accepted its arrival until, whoosh, it phased right through her.

"Matthias, is this how the platform 9 3/4 works in Harry Potter?" Freya giggled at her own nerdy joke. She looked around at all her companions and their successes at altering the reality of their bodies. She felt a sense of pride and realized that in this short time, she had already developed an attachment. Maybe these people can be my...friends, she thought to herself. For the first time in a long time, Freya wore a genuine smile on her face.

 

[Jean Otus]

As Matthias looked around and watched his new team slowly mastering the ability, he nervously ran his fingers through his hair. He didn't like causing people harm, the nicks and bruises showing up on Alora made him feel particularly guilty. With a sigh he pushed the pitching machine to the side and walked over to the supply closet. From the closet he produced two armloads of mats, which he started tossing to the gym floor at his recruits' feet. It was easy to forget that these new reapers were almost like newborn babies in their current state, with no sense of their abilities. It was tradition to throw recruits into this drill to see how they act in a panic, like baby birds thrown from the nest. This was as easy as walking for an experienced Reaper, but for these newbies, Matthias would need to give a gentler touch it seemed.

Taking off his own shoes and sitting on one of the mats, he instructed the group. "Before we continue, I'll compound this ability to change the solidity of your bodies, with how to heal them." He motioned for everyone to copy what he did as he shifted into a cross-legged position. "Once again, you aren't human anymore, no blood, no bones, no nervous system. Your reaction to being hit in one your own mind creates. It is counteracted by focusing on things that make you happy. Just a few minutes of this sort of meditation can heal all bodily wounds you incur. I want everyone to take a break like this until you feel well enough to try phasing out your form." He scrambled for a way to make up for his hazing. "Once everyone has these two things figured out, I'll take you on a tour of the city, and buy you all lunch."

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[Midnightchan123]

*Lilly sits on her mat and folds into a full lotus style position, as she closes her eyes* find a happy place...easier said then done.... *she kept her thoughts to herself though and did her best, her right foot tapping on her left thigh not sure how to go about this without a book* .... "could our threads make things other then clothes?"

 

[Jean Otus]

Matthias tried to stay composed as he answered the question, despite it shattering the peace he was trying to create. "That is a highly advanced, theoretical sorcery. Some reapers study the threads for hundreds of years trying to enable them to produce anything other than clothes. So far all attempts have ended in failure. The Fates intended the threads to work this way, and fate is best not played against."

 

[ashenseraph]

Freya followed her instructor to the mats. She was visibly nervous as Matthias explained the conditions one must meet to heal their body. Freya thought back to the painful memories she had of the last year of her life. She remembered the razor in her own hands slicing her neck. She remembered being abandoned by her best friend. She remembered being ignored by love interests. She tried to remember something that made her happy, but she was too wrapped up in the details of her own suicide to find a happy thought that was undoubtedly buried in there.

Her crimson eyes welled up with tears as her body started shaking. She hugged herself as she sank to the floor, seemingly paralyzed by her past. "I-I can't....I can't do this," she shakily muttered. "I am trying to think of something that makes me happy...but...I can't..." Freya buried her face in her arms, embarrassed and scared that this happened in front of everybody.

"N-now you're all gonna think I am a sad case...you're...you're gonna abandon me..."

 

[Angelofwishes7]

Alora was slow to follow the group into sitting down on the mats. She was still shaken up from the pain that ran over her body. She wanted the bruises to go away, so after some time she made her way over to a mat and sat down getting comfortable. Keeping her gaze to the ground as she sat with her legs crisscrossed, her bunny sitting in her lap as she tried to think of something happy. She was having some trouble thinking of anything in her past that made her smile, her mom made her smile, but she was long gone now. Then she looked down at her lap, seeing her purple rabbit. Her Stuffed bunny made her happy, being with the group made her happy, though she had only known them for a short period of time.

After a few seconds, Alora found herself getting distracted with her thoughts, Letting them run in circles around her head. She had never meditated before and was starting to wonder how long it would take, or even if she was doing this correctly. Looking up, she could she Freya starting to cry. She hadn't heard what Freya had said, but she didn't like seeing anyone cry. Alora scratched one of her arms looking around the room, then bringing her gaze back to Freya, letting her mind think for a few seconds of time. She then stood up, her bunny held tightly in her arms. She slowly made her way over to Freya and sat down in front of her. It was then that Alora noticed that she didn't really know what to say, what could she say for this?. But, Instead of words, she just slowly reached her hand out and lightly grabbed one of her hands. Maybe instead of words, Freya just needed someone to be there.

 

[Midnightchan123]

*Lilly nodded in understanding when Matthias said what he said before Freya started crying* "Don't be silly, you just need to figure it out, I'm having trouble too...my focus is usually in the pages of a book, remembering will work eventually but not feeling the cover and pages turn is hard on my senses and if you don't have a happy memory...create one, hard but it should work right?" *she smiled towards Freya, hoping her words gave some communication*

 

[CombatReadyPenny]

Ashlynn seemed to get the techniques taught to them straight away. She had sat cross-legged on the floor and focused her energy to her core, her stomach. She had simply followed the instructions given by their new boss because he knew what he was doing. She had chosen an outfit worn by her ancestor in the Kizuka Clan. Her peace and concentration were broke by Freya crying. "Hey..." she said a bit concerned. "We are a team here... I will never turn my back on a teammate in need, regardless of what the have done in their past." She said with a smile. "How about you focus on the present. You have been given a second chance to do some good for the world." She said with a small giggle. "If that isn't good I do not know what is." She said as she smiled and went back to her meditation. "How about our first real break I buy you some lunch." She said as she went back to meditating and

ashenseraph

 

[NeoStigma]

Alexander easily grasped the techniques presented to him. So he decided to kick back and relac for a bit. The only reason why Alexander was so good at this was maybe because he was always so close to death when he was alive. After all of his performances had a a teasing brush of death. Alexander wasn't distressed that he died, in fact he was well aware it was going to happen eventually. One thing was for sure Alexander had a knack for being a reaper it seemed like it was his calling and he loved it.

Al followed Matthias briefly speaking loud enough for him to hear. "Hey boss...I know it's a bit rough to beat us to a plup....but I just want you to know that.... please don't hold back on the punches....if this job is as dangerous as you say it is....we're going to need every bit of knowlege as we can.... Also... I don't plan to let this team just to be expendable canon fodder... It may be cocky of me to say this.... but I know that this teams going to be great...and I can't wait to see your face when we take all the glory" Alexander grinned like a mad man before walking away.

He noticed Freya having her break down, Alexander was never really good at consoling people. He decided to just watch from a distance as he played with his daggers.

 

[Pumpkid]

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Rioko looked around herself to see if she passed the fazing lesson which she surely did. She looks over to Matthias laying mats down for everyone for their next lesson. Rioko sits on her mat with her legs crossed. Another form of meditation to heal. This will be easy for her.

Once Matthias mentioned a happy place, Rioko sort of froze as sadness swept over her eyes for a moment. She looks over to the group of girls trying to comfort Freya whom has the same problem. She admired the kindness given to Freya by her 'friends' she assumed. She wished she could be that likeable but perhaps it's not meant to be. Rioko changed her composure and changed shaking out the negative thoughts to think up a happy place. She took a deep breath in sighing from her nose keeping her concentration. Silence, solitude, embrace each and everything. The girl opened her eyes waiting for the next lesson in the corner away from everyone.

 

[Jean Otus]

Matthias could feel the spiritual energy begin to circulate around the room as everyone began to enter their positive state. By focusing on happy thoughts, meditation, or prayer, spirits naturally reinforced themselves, which offset the "injuries" they incurred from fighting. He noticed a few of his recruits struggling with the exercise, of course. Most of them had died in tragic, painful ways, that still fresh for them, they might need a little support from the team.

Like clockwork, other members rallied to their struggling teammates. Matthias got up off his mat to observe the recruits, delivering a little pep-talk as he went. "Part of being a Reaper is being allowed to move on from the pain of your human life. Your teammates all died like you did, and some may have had just as tragic a past. What's important, though, is to move on from that together." He looked down at Alexander, once again playing with his knives. "You all may have to go through hell, but that doesn't mean I have to be putting you through it every second of every day." Matthias then noticed Rioko in the corner of the room, alone, she looked to be having the same problem Freya did, yet with all the attention on Freya, she was feeling neglected. He walked over to her, and held out his hand.

"Being part of this team means never having to face things alone, it doesn't matter that we've all just met. This little family of misfits sticks together. Got it?"

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[Pumpkid]

Rioko was lost in thought staring at the ground listening to the lecture until she heard footsteps stop in front of her. She looks up to find Matthias holding out his hand to her. She blushes from embarrassment realizing he was mentioning her about being the loaner and having to be apart of the group. "Uh-oh I understand sir. But that's now why I'm over here alone." She drops a sweat and takes his hand. "I just don't know how to socialize after I say hi. When you live a life caged up without a choice. You're prone to look forward to death. It's just a relief to be free from what held me back. But I guess I should spare the story and move forward huh?" She gave a smile to reassure she's fine. "I do have one question though. Is there such thing as a death god or at least a leader of this organization. I would like to gratefully thank them for reaping my soul. You as well." She bows her head a little as thanks.

Jean Otus

 

[Angelofwishes7]

Alora gave a soft smile toward Freya then stood up once again slowly letting go of her hand. She looked over at Matthias still a bit pouty, but most of the pain and feeling of unease was gone. She began to wonder what was next for them. She remembered something about food, but this didn't really interest Alora too much, she hadn't felt the slightest bit hungry since she's been here. Of course, she had been forced to starve herself in the past, and the feeling of hunger was such a far thought from her mind that she had forgotten about it long ago. She began to look around. watching the rest of the group, after a bit of time she slowly went up to the man juggling and playing with the daggers. She seemed amazed by the stunt, though he had done it many times before, Alora had not the heart to walk up to him to watch.

NeoStigma

 

[ashenseraph]

Freya could hear the others consoling her, seemingly trying to motivate her to succeed. But Freya knew, pep talks didn't work for her. She heard the same things from her counselors, from her dad, and from people who called themselves her "friends". She knew that some people let Hallmark phrases roll off the tongue like a wad of butter rolls off a hot pan. She didn't feel like the words that flowed in her ears were genuine, so she chose to ignore it. She was content with moping, her head buried in her arms until she felt a warm touch.

A tiny hand, soft and warm grasped her own. Slowly, Freya lifted her gaze and looked into the eyes of the one called Alora. Words were not said, and none were needed. Everything Freya needed was felt through touch and through the soft worried look that Alora wore. Freya realized that she wasn't the only one hurting, as she looked around the room and saw the others. Rioko stood alone with the same painful expression. Freya felt a twang of guilt in that she attracted so much attention while she groveled in her own self pity. "I have to do better. Thank you Alora." Freya looked around and gestured to everyone. "This is going to be difficult for me, but I will do better for everyone. I am sorry that I am weak, but I feel like I have the strength to succeed as long as I have you guys around." Freya walked over to Rioko and much like Alora did with her, she grabbed Rioko's hand tenderly as she listened to her ask Matthias a question. Freya realized she didn't need words to heal someone, that sometimes a gentle touch is all that it takes.

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[SidTheSkid]

Spoiler: Appearance

Luciano Valentine {Former Slayer of Monsters}
So, this is what death feels like? Instances of such a fate had always persisted to shadow his path, only keeping its pace on a few occasions. Near-death moments never had a loving embrace to them. Nothing but a frigid sensation that overtook his body, except in such a way that every warmth in his body was diminished, various appendages from his rough-felt skin to his toes hiding within his boots, all of them felt as if there completely non-existent and numb from any sensation. Luciano had been versed in these experiences, probably more than most of the individuals that he met among his many travels but never like this, this was an unforgiving type of cold. One that would freeze-over your unprepared body, feeling like many sewing needles being plunged into your nerves at once, Luciano internally chuckled at his premonition of Death taking him because of a fatal accident, did he really intend to die like this? Soon distant-sounds connected with his ears, unfamiliar but they begun growing closer to the inner-curvatures of his ear until they immediately stopped as did any of his senses except for hearing but only nothingness consumed him until he heard a low-tone, that which was all too familiar but taboo to him as well, it gave a distorted ring as the descending voice continued to laugh, almost mockingly at Luciano’s late demise. “What is this?!” He thought, opening both of his eyes to a sight that held darkness and nothing more, this unbearable cackling continued for a few seconds or so with Luciano still attempting to figure out what was happening, stepping in every which way to still be lost on his venture. “You’re dead.” The harrowing utterance finally revealed itself, materializing inront of his very eyes as a metaphysical being, that was inside of his unconscious mind. Its gave shape to a disgusting creature composed of several flailing tentacles and a giant eye composing its center with others smaller in size around it.

Spoiler: Creature from Luciano's mind.

“W-what? What are you? But more importantly, what is this place? Answer me foul being! Where have I been sent?” Luciano demanded, reaching for his sheathe that contained his rapier only to find his callused hand phasing through the blade’s hilt and his own body, he soon became to understand that this wasn’t Earth, nor any kind of imagination as this was all too real. “No need to be rude, you are in your mind. The very bowels of who you are. As for I? I’m a part of you as you are a part of me, ever since birth. I’ve been there watching, lurking, prowling behind every silhouette of your form as well as being in the labyrinth of your head but you, Luciano. You will soon suffer a fate worse than this, and we will finally be one!” The excrescence roared, opening a pit through its odd shape that revealed several nightmarish looking teeth that only grew bigger until he awoke to a rather bright light, blinking and opening his eyes once more to see the meeting room he had been sleeping in as well as the terrifying creature's not being there, thankfully. Luciano motioned his head from left to right, his heart would be beating out of his chest right now if it weren’t for the fact that he was still dead but nonetheless he was alarmed but relieved to see it had been just a dream. So much for obtaining everything out of the lecture, at least he heard the last part about retrieving his equipment, luckily he saw his outfit already positioned lazily on his lap while in his hunched position. “Was I out for this long? Damn it.” Luciano uttered, taking a moment to catch up to his group, standing before Matthias and bowing his head with shame before him. “I apologize for day-dreaming during your speech, i’ve obtained my materials and i’m ready to continue with whatever you’ve got prepared for me and the others.” Luciano said, posturing himself up-straight and looking back at Matthias with optimism in his glare.

{Luciano Valentine joins the group} Jean Otus ​

 

[Jean Otus]

Matthias helped Rioko get to her feet and led her back to the group. They were intercepted by Freya, who offered a hand to Rioko. He put a hand on both their shoulders as a sign of solidarity. "I understand that some of you have anxiety, depression, or other issues. Once again, we're in this as a team now, and we will support each other, heal each other, and with a little luck we'll be a team for a long time." He patted both the girls on the back and then strode over to the other recruits. "In case you were all curious like Rioko, I was the Reaper who collected all of your souls when you died. As for who runs this organization, that would be the original Grim Reaper, the primal concept of death itself.

He could feel a great well of negativity swirling about in one of his recruits, more than the sadness and fear inside Rioko and Freya. Matthias, an experienced Reaper, could sense it like a smell in the air. Negative emotions were a transformative sickness that would slowly take the gifts of a reaper away, slowly reverting them to a common ghost, and eventually into something monstrous. As he was homing in on the source of the miasma, it disappeared as quickly as it came. Suddenly one of the recruits was standing in front of him, Luciano, apologizing for something. He dismissed the bowing trainee with a wave. "Meditation can be a powerful experience to spirits, be careful you don't get lost in your dreams." He went over to his mat and slipped his shoes back on. "Come on everyone, it's break time. Let's take a tour down to the Necropolis."

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SidTheSkid

 

[FTR]

DANIKA​

Danika had adjusted considerably well to her death and resurrection employment with Death Inc. The concept of it had initially rubbed her the wrong way, she came around to it. She convinced herself to take the position and be the change she wanted to see, hoping to add a bit of faith back into the sacred transfer of life and death.
She’d been lucky to have had time to make peace with her death, more or less, what with the not exactly calming effects of shock and blood loss. Point is, she knew it was coming so what came after wasn’t as disorienting as it could have been. She’d taken the job, albeit hesitantly, chosen her tool, and turned in the necessary paperwork to continue.
All that be as it may, the experience was still a bit surreal. To go from fighting a civil war in life to being contracted as a reaper in death. She still hadn’t shaken the dreamlike feeling that clouded her mind and as a result took a precaution to be extra focused, looking a bit eager even. In reality she was just trying to find sense in what was happening, to find a concrete reasoning that would back her decision and let her move forward from the harrowing experience of being exposed to a drastically different version of what she believed to be so and then jump headlong into an eternity of employment with a group she knew very little about.
Following through with her current plan of being ahead of the game as much as she could, she asked a possibly inflammatory question just as Mattias was preparing to move the group out.
“If Grim Reaper is original concept of death… why is he not omnipresent? What is need for us?”
She asked knowing full well her question was in essence undermining the power and rank of Death. This was not her intent and as a result she shrunk away a bit after asking it, anticipating a hostile reaction.

Jean Otus
Anyone else who wants to respond

 

[Jean Otus]

As Matthias tried to corral his group of trainees he went back into tour-guide mode. It was to be expected, it took a great deal of time to come to even the most basic understanding with the ins and outs of the organization, let alone its massive religious, philosophical, moral, and metaphysical implications. "Excellent question Danika, but the answer is a little bit complicated, I'll explain as we walk." He led the group out of the gym and back into the main center of the office, they could come back for training after lunch. As they went, Matthias tried to explain the reason for the Reaping Society's existence.

"You see, the concept of death is just that, death, possibly one of the oldest concepts known to our human species. Throughout most of history, Death was just that, he was the force that made certain that everyone passed away at their given time. This became complicated when- oh, sorry hold on." The group had arrived at the main doors to the office. Matthias stopped and pulled out a cell phone, which, like most modern objects in the office, was emblazoned with a cartoony skull. He spoke hurriedly into the device. "Hi there Nate, listen, I'm taking the new bunch of recruits on... Recon training, so I need you to come out with us to help me with this, meet us outside okay? Bye!"

He hung up and led the group into the main entranceway to the Death Inc. offices. This main hall was a great white marble structure with great neoclassical columns, and a handful of fountains laid into the floor spraying jets of water around statues of muscular nude statues posing with skulls and scythes. "Now, like I was saying. The concept became complicated when humans made pacts with beings who offered an afterlife for souls. This meant that death had to not only make sure people died on time, but also make sure they found their right afterlife. Death found that as humanity expanded and this need for guiding the souls of the dead grew, he could only split his being so many ways to act as a guide to the afterlife. Thusly he began offering his own pact to humans near or after death, if they had no options, to help him in his duty to keep the souls of the deceased flowing to their proper end."

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SidTheSkid
FTR

 

[Pumpkid]

Rioko
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Rioko turns to the hand touching her unavailable hand belonging to Freya. She blushes a bit and smiles sweetly towards her. "Oh hello there." She dropped a sweat feeling a bit awkward but in time she knew she would get use to everyone. It's not like she was shy or anything. Unfortunately, She was unable to hear Freya's greeting because before she knew it, Matthias took the liberty of proceeding with the group to their next destination. She followed silently listening to his lecture until Matthias stopped during his sentence.

Nate Grimsley (Sir Grimsley to you)

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Nate was polishing his swords when he got a message saying new recruits have arrived. He figured Matthias was going to be their tour guide. Sucks for them. The brunette's phone started to ring and speak of the devil, it was Matthias on the other side of the call. "Yo." He casually answers. "New recruits? You need assistance?" His brow raises toward his own question. "Ok b-" The call ends before Nate could say, "Okay...bye then." The man drops a sweat. He sighs and gathers his things throwing his double swords over his shoulders with chains as strap. "Straight to the point as always."
Nate makes his way outside and looks around in search for Matthias and his group which are nowhere to be found. He waits patiently with his arms crossed and eyes closed in thought.

 

[Jean Otus]

Matthias pushed open the great double doors leading outside. "This brings us to our next lesson, class, the realm of Limbo and its main city, the Necropolis." He gestured dramatically to the sprawling cityscape behind him. Great buildings of the same pristine white marble rose from the horizon to the foreground, everywhere there was the bustle of people going about their daily business. Everywhere there were great green trees and soaring marble columns, blue sky and warm sunlight made it seem like a pristine summer's day.

"Limbo, the first circle of Hell, isn't much of a Hell at all. This is the place where all moral non-believers and people before the time of afterlife are allowed to spend eternity, out of the official jurisdiction of any one god. Necropolis is our great city, which houses all the amenities of a somewhat utopian city on earth, complete with shops and cafes and all the things that make a city a nice place to live." Over on the steps Matthias spotted a glum looking young man in a Reaper's uniform with two swords strapped across his back. He walked over to him and slapped him on the shoulder. He introduced the young man. "This young buck here is Nathaniel Grimsley, my lieutenant and trusted partner. Together, we will be judging your ability to perform some recon in this city." He gestured to the beautiful city before him. "Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is simple. Across the Necropolis you will find many venders of Ice Cream of all types. Using your recon skills you all are to find the best in the city and bring it to Grim and I to be graded. Now go! Make us proud!" He waved the recruits off. They deserved this break, and a chance to explore their new home.

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SidTheSkid
FTR

 

[LostHaven]

Kaine followed Mathias through the city, headphones in his ear. He paid little heed to what Mathias was explaining. In fact, he wasn't even paying attention to where he was walking. Focusing spirit energy was a handy ability. Kaine attempted to focus his soul into a small tennis ball shape, and suceceeded slightly. In the sense that he walked right through a metal pole. He took his earphones out, and looked out to Limbo.
I've always thought Limbo was an endless void...
He muttered to himself. He looked around the city, and turned to Mathias and his 'friend' he introduced as Grimsley.
Hey, Mathias and depressed looking guy, I forgot your name, is there Mountain Dew in this city? I want Mountain Dew.
Jean Otus FTR