Souls Lost on Black Tides [WoD]

[ValkyrieRose]

She furrowed her brow a little bit, listening to him talk. He looked like he was from the renaissance fair and paid with pearls? That set off alarm bells in her head... or rather, like the sound of the opening curtains being pulled up. That definatly wasn't usual criminal activity, and was worth looking into for her hunt. "See, that was relatively painless. Now. Tell the police where to find this man, and I'll have them look. If he's there, we release you, you get your free pass and a head start to warn him... lie and you go down." She says, motioning for an officer to come in and take him away. "Isolate him and check his story out... let me know if he's there... and bring in... hmmm, the ... what's his face? The Mason guy." She says, and would wait for it to be done.


"Hello there, Greggy my boy." She says, examining him.. closely. "You're supposedly a good accountant... and needing of an alias? Let's have a talk, shall we?" She asked

 

[NovaPheonix]

"The doctor said I could be released! Are you letting me out? Otherwise, I'm not going with you, got it?" He tilted his head a bit, and then he seemed to be search the room with his eyes. "Let me guess...I'm gonna say no, and then the big guy is gonna come and suplex me into the floor again? Nah uh. Let's go..." He held up his hands in genuine surrender. "What do ya wanna know? I told you everything already, you and your fucked up giant man. Just let me out, Gil's waitin' for me back at the office and I've been stuck here for DAYS." His demeanor seemed to give off bits of his personality, but it would require further investigation to uncover them.


Suddenly, his eyes narrowed at her, his curious yellow eyes. "Oh, I see...you're on my side..." He grinned with satisfaction and whispered to her through the bars, "He must have sent you to help me out, I get it, ok...I'll play along 'officer'." he gave a knowing wink as if he was now aware of something and continued to hold his hands out towards the bars. Begging for escape.

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki's eyes pulsed with resonance... it was a beacon that shot through her head... she had no proof of what this guy was but... she was banking on not human. It wasn't pinpointing him specifically, there's definitely resonance from the building as a whole but still...there was still something off. The man seemed to know what... who she was, and that spoke volumes. If he could sense the being within her and said they were family... demon was the highest chance there was. No proof, but it was definitely enough for her to act on it. "My name is Yuzuki... Yuzuki Lucifuge." She says with a slight wink. Not her real last name but it should get the message across.


"Now then, Mr. Mason... what's going on exactly? There have been a lot of psych evaluations, but no one here knows your story... I'm more than willing to help out. Why are you here?" If this man was a demon... she was going to help him. The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb after all.

 

[NovaPheonix]

Greg stuck his head closer to the bars and continued to speak in a whispered tone. "Boss told me to do my job, you know? We're still after the girl. Then these guys who're with her grab me...literally and dragged me down here to answer questions. I didn't wanna tell them anything...but somehow they MADE me talk. They know my name, and now they've got me rottin' in here for however long they feel like...justice be damned. This is criminal. I keep telling them that they don't have proof, but they don't care...they might be going after the boss now. So I appreciate that he finally sent help."

 

[ValkyrieRose]

"The boss didn't send me." She says. She had thought about lying to the demon and trying to figure out what information she could get like that but... it was too risky, and if she was caught in her lie after she got him to safety... that was a one way ticket to meet her real father. "I'm just a girl you got lucky in meeting, because I'm going to get you out of here." She says. "If someone came here and found out your name then they mean business." She says. "I swear on my father that I will do my best to get you out." She says.


"Oi, he's clean, release him now." She says to the police officer. "If they don't release you now, give me all the info you have and i'll get it to this Gil." She promises.

 

[Xistund]

Robbert listened to the man's words. "Trust me 'messing' with your master is the last thing I would want to do." He looked over when the man Ramesses spoke, giving a small smile at the mention of his deeds. "Well, I'm sure your master has a lot he would want to talk with me about." He was led to a room that he presumed was going to be his. He moved into the room and turned to Sword.


"I guess I'll be your 'guest' till Mr Orfeo summons me?" He said though the word guest was more meant to be a polite word for prisoner. He looked at Ramesses, well at least he was not the only one to be locked up. Though he was sure the amount of times he was locked up outshine the driver's.


"Well, till then I will retire to my room, I'm sure your master will expect me to freshen up a bit before our meeting." The Pirate said, he might use this time to try to rest and regain his energy.

End of Introduction, Scene 1

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[Zayuz]

Saede has crossed the street to building in which the 'event' had occurred. Her instinct brought her to the fire escape of the tall, five story building. Luckily, the lock was busted; which made the ascent an easy one. The building was quite plain if she was being honest with herself. It was made with a standard red brick, rising five stories with regular windows before ending with a flat roof. She discovered that there also happened to be a railing on the side when she got to the top, but found herself otherwise quite surprised.


Contrary to what Jared had told her, there were certainly signs of a struggle. Black marks decorated the ground in a trail towards the railing, as if someone was dragged there. Somehow the whole area felt emotionless, though she couldn't help but follow her eyes up the trail of resistance. Someone was there last night, that she knew. She didn't think Jared was lying per say, but how could he have missed something this obvious..? The cloudy sky above her maintained the same hue of grey as the roof, the girl moving up to the railing and looking over. Sure enough, the black metal railing was still perfectly intact. ..And still no body beneath. It just didn't add up. How did he get forced over the edge if he never landed..? Ugh. Investigating had never been her strong point. No.. If someone forced him to jump, then this might be the cause for some help. Professional help. It was the only lead she had on the school's odd feeling, and if the police might be able to find out what happened to the body then she would just be that much closer. Saede sat down on the edge of the railing looking down and pondering how to go about investigating the case..


..And then, she jumped off of the roof. ..From the same place as the boy had been pushed over. She felt safe in doing so, as if she expected feathered wings would sprout from her back and she would be able to fly up and save herself. But they never grew. The girl was in for a rude awakening as she collided with the ground - Waking up with a start. It was sudden, and her heart was racing because of it. As Saede quickly managed to calm herself, she thinks over her dream. It was her exploration yesterday, replayed in her head. A few things were different, like jumping off the building.. But overall it was almost the same. She was thinking about it too much. She rolls onto her side, looking at the clock beside her bed. Twelve O'clock. Shit. Even if she got to class now, it probably wouldn't be worth it. ..Why did this have to happen..? For the life of her she couldn't remember anything she studied either. At least she was well rested. Saede pushed the covers aside, slowly getting out of her bed and starting her morning routine..

 

[Trickster Queen]

The pain persisted throughout the moments that passed him by so quickly, having had his help ignored by the man that he had caught from his fall without so much of a word of thanks. Regardless, how could he see anything any different? The rain was a good metaphor for the expectations of this world and he could begin to feel something stirring in his heart, a clutching feeling that almost began to choke Xanthus to a degree where he just wanted to be rid of this entire day. What fueled him, was his weakness letting the other inside of him take control and allow himself to be preyed upon? Perhaps, but that mattered little once the door to the entrance was kept open for him, allowing Xanthus to stay out in the rain for a few moments longer to just allow his mind to wander and catch the cold upon his tilted face. A sigh brought out the heat of his breath, drawing a puff of smoke to the chill and with a spin of his feet he was making his way to the entrance, lifting his soaked trench-coat off the tiled ground that paved it's way to the Manor's door.


The interior design was a flawless perfection of class that showcased the regal design of the decor, one could hardly deny the style that was presented in the Manor's tidings -- or the sense of malice that the one guiding them through it had. He was a powerful man of unparalleled desire to see those around him scream out in pain beneath the blows he inflicts. The individual in question went by the odd title of 'Sword' which almost reflected quite well if it wasn't for the fact this man seemed more the type to enjoy using his bare hands more than anything - if only to make the pain more personal. Xanthus never did answer Ramesses, even after they were inside and he had learned of the Escort's name. And what an odd name it was, Ramesses reminded him of the Eygptian man of legend, foretold of his undeniable prowess in ancient times. An intriguing series of thoughts followed forth, Ramesses was already quite the peculiar man, was he even Human? It begged further involvement but seeing as both him and the supposed 'prisoner' were being brought away to their respective lodgings, Xanthus would be brought to one as well.


While he wanted to explore currently, he instead decided to rejuvenate himself in an entirely different sense then what most typical humans did. Through the usage of his powers he moved to his bed, took out his phone and through some music playing, began to meditate. His mind swirled with the sensations of calm that washed over him, being free of mind to fulfill the desires locked within, proceeding to utilize his control on his own mind and free himself of the necessity that was sleep. Even though he wouldn't need to sleep a full eight hours, he did need to meditate for a full hour and that would be spent in all of it's entirety within a lucid dream, yes... one where he was aware of everything inside of it -- or so he originally believed.

Now inside of his mind, Xanthus floated in the air above a large ocean of water that held a reflective response to the sky that shifted slowly above it, soft droplets of more water came down off of his body and onto the stilled mass below, making a ripple that spanned out slowly in several large circular rings. "A single drop to cause such a large effect huh? I guess I must be the cause to a lot of effects, right?" Of course there was no one there to answer him, he'd be alone with only the scenery conjured up in his mental space and the reflection of himself just beneath the water's surface. Speaking of which, his reflection seemed to be staring back at him with an oddity.


"Where my eyes... always green?" He questioned, pondering for a moment before his own gaze widened and he shook his head. "N-no, they were blue, so wait.. what is this?" As his hand rose up, to his chin, the reflections did not and he knew in that moment that this wasn't him - who in the world was inside of his dreams and why did they look just like him?! As soon as Xanthus asked this question mentally, he could hear his voice echoing out across the large span of the area, repeating it over and over like a never-ending hallway and the water itself suddenly -- CRACKED?! If one had to put it into perspective, it would appear that the ocean beneath him cracked like the ice on a frozen lake, splitting in fine large white lines that never fully broke apart.


The other him, the other Xanthus kept beneath the surface didn't panic like the original did, only gaining a large grin that made him look as though this was all in his desires. That version of him placed it's hands onto the surface and floated beneath the shifting tides, waiting now for it's turn to break free for this barrier between the 'fake' and the original to cease and to bring about the beginning of the end of their singularity. His mouth opens up, breathing out bubbles that break against the cracked surface, speaking words that Xanthus himself - the true one, couldn't and wouldn't hear.


While Xanthus wanted to call out further to the other version of him held captive, he could feel the world around him grow dim and his eyes began to feel heavy - he was regaining consciousness in the real world again, he wouldn't be able to learn anything more of this situation until the next time he meditate and manipulated things to arrive back here. A shame too since the last thing he'd ever see of this false world was the shouted and angry expression of the other him, why was that version so angry....? Did he hate that world? Xanthus almost pitied him really -- at least right before he'd awaken.

Xanthus never thought that he'd be mad at having a limitation to the necessary time it'd take to fully meditate for, the fact it only took an hour had worked against him this time around and had woken him much earlier than he would have liked from that kind of dream. Yet -- what did it all mean? He knew that there was something inside of him stirring his sense of morality but he never thought he'd experience an entirely different version of himself in his dream. Could the feelings and the situations of his life be linked to that entity that he bore witness to? The questions of the world just kept stacking up around him one by one. At this rate, Xanthus was on a hard paved track to having more questions than he had answers for.


Only thing he had to decide upon now that he was awake, was what to do with all the time he had left in the night. What came to mind first was fixing on his glasses and adjusting his suit, then it was to the door of the room he was in and placing his phone on it's vibration setting instead of alarm. With the music on it ceased, Xanthus was left to explore the Manor in silence, opening up his door and beginning the first upon many steps he'd take to searching for the truth that lay within the walls around him.


"A single drop to cause an effect... sounds exactly what tonight is going to bring."
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[Morgy]

"When i get to the bottom i go back to the top of the slide..." Lupus woke up immediately to thee sound of his alarm, the song Helter Skelter blasting from his phone. He slowly sat up yawning, Oliver barking like crazy from the sudden noise. "Hey! calm down there boy, no need to get so rowdy." Lupus said petting the dog's head until he ceased his needless barking. "Coming down from miles above you~"


"Look out helter skelter, She coming down fast.~" Once he calmed down Oliver hopped off the bed, going off somewhere else in the apartment. Lupus then went to pick up his phone to check the time, 8:30. He contemplated going back to sleep but dismissed the thought, he was already up and it would be a drag to have to wake up again. He swung his legs over the side of the bed, today was the day he was going to try and meet with the artist, Yuzuki, hopefully things would go smoothly. Getting up Lupus limped over to a small dresser to pick out what to wear, not even bothering to grab his cane to travel the small distance. Upon reaching the dresser the man sorted out some clothes for the day: a white dress shirt, grey dress pants, a red tie and a grey blazer. Lupus took his time getting dressed wanting to look good for his first meeting with the artist, 'First impressions are key' his father had always said.


After Lupus finished getting dressed he moved to his small kitchen to eat breakfast before he left. Pouring a bowl of cheerios for himself and refilling Oliver's dog bowl with dry dog food. The sound of his bowl being refilled brought the corgi running and yipping into the kitchen. Lupus smiled at Oliver, patting his head while he ate before moving to sit at a table and eat his own breakfast. The man dunked his spoon in the bowl of the cereal mindlessly as his thoughts wandered. Yuzuki, born in the city of Black Bay and a private artist...lives in an apartment on the east side rather close to him. Lupus had mixed feelings about all this, he was excited to meet the woman seeing as she was from a different organization as him but he had no idea what that could entail. The Thules had limited information on both her and her organization, the Lucifage. They only mentioned that they were curious to find out more about them and their involvement with demons. Lupus sighed, that would come later though, he was more interested in getting to know the artist first, hopefully that would be fun lupus thought, smiling to himself.


Lupus finished his cereal, putting his dishes in the sink before going to retrieve his phone, cane, and switch blade. He wasn't really bringing the switch because he feared a fight, but because it was a habit of his to always carry around the knife. It gave him a sense of security and happiness to flick it out once in awhile for fun. Putting his ear buds in, Lupus began to make his way out of the apartment. "I'll be back later Oliver, do behave." Lupus said, closing the door behind him as he began to make his way to Yuzuki's apartment. Walking at a brisk pace with his cane, he couldn't help but smile as his excitement overcame his feelings of worry.

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki had gotten to sleep a little bit afterwards... she hadn't obtained much information from the demon, but that was fine... she was certain that if they needed help they would contact her... that would be easy enough to deal with when she got to it. She had fallen asleep pretty easily, nothing really all that concerning. She had enjoyed playing police officer... hell, she had gotten more information out of them than the cops did. Truly, her work of art was far better than anything the mundane could do. She might as well be given a badge and get promoted to head detective within a year.


When she woke up at about 6ish, it was right to work... she had a lot of information to begin looking up... it was showtime. The subject was this captain that Derin had mentioned... there was something not quite adding up. A criminal higher up, access to guns and riches, paying in pearls... there was definitely something "I'm going to kill you" going on about that. She had her super hunter workbench, complete with computer, library resources, and, of course, her contacts in the Lucifuge. She was definitely going to nail this. "Hey Seren, if at any point you come across anything, let me know." She says...she'd have to paint after this and try to sell it... on the black market if need by.


She began researching all of this information, taking about two hours or so. She prepared to do more when a knock on the door was heard. She goes over to Dreamer. Taking the gun, she holds it behind the door as she opened it. "Um... hello?" She asked, backed to the boring, non-hunting Yuzuki, looking at the man before him.

 

[Morgy]

It hadn’t taken Lupus long to get to Yuzuki's apartment seeing as they both lived in the east section of the city. Lupus approached the door, knocking a bit hesitantly before removing his earbuds and waiting patiently for a response. He stood there looking around and thinking, planting his cane loosely on the floor since it wasn’t needed for standing, only moving around. He wondered how this would go, he planned to approach the artist as someone seeking to know more about her art and her as a person, which wasn’t a lie at all really. Lupus did have great interest getting to know the woman seeing as he had never met an artist before or a hunter from a different Organization than his own. Lupus chuckled to himself, maybe he was so excited because he spent most of his time alone in an apartment with Oliver. Not that the dog was a problem really, he just wasn’t really a great conversationalist. ‘My dear Oliver, what is your opinion on the Death of Socrates?’ ‘WOOF!’


Finally the door to the apartment opened to reveal Yuzuki, seeming to be wearing rather casual clothing as she greeted Lupus. It made Lupus feel a bit overly dressed considering how he was basically wearing a suit and tie, but then again this was his usual attire. He was used to it at this point. He smiled cheerfully at Yuzuki, crossing his right hand across his chest over his heart, giving a slight bow, and introducing himself before offering his hand in greeting. “My name is Lupus Firebrand, it's a pleasure to meet you Miss Yuzuki.” Lupus said, looking Yuzuki in the eye, noting that she was wearing an eye patch. Hmm...it seemed he wasn’t the only one who had something taken from him in the past, Lupus thought to himself, his fingers gently curling around the metal wolf headpiece on his cane.

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki looked at the man that was in front of her, regarding him with a curious eye... Lupus Firebrand? That sounded like a false name... what family has 'firebrand' as their last name?! Red hair, eyes that were... what the hell was that color? It wasn't blue, it wasn't green...aquamarine?! Everything about this guy seemed off. Her logic began kicking in. He was dressed rather well, that meant that he wanted to be seen as a well groomed person... he was here on business. Cane at his side indicated slight crippleness... or he was using it as a way to lower her guard, or it could be fake, concealing a weapon of some kind, she didn't know... she would have to test that out if they were to continue speaking.


"...Hello there." She asked, considering the possibilities as to why he was here... a customer? That seemed likely... though why he had come to her instead of a dealer was... odd. Black market contact looking for some work done? also likely. Supernatural being wanting her dead... again, also likely. She kept Dreamer trained on him from behind the door, her trigger finger ready. "Can I help you?" She asked.

 

[Morgy]

Still keeping his positive demeanor, Lupus continues smiling, retracting his hand from the greeting gesture and returning it to his side. The artist didn't seem too open, then again Lupus was visiting pretty early in the morning without warning. He had probably interrupted the artists work in some way, shape, or form. Either way, Yuzuki looked more intent to find out why he was here than to go through formalities."Um yes, straight to the point I suppose. You see I heard about you and your works around town and I guess I was a bit curious to meet the painter behind the canvas, so to speak." Lupus confessed, wondering how the artist would react. It didn't seem like she was very used to visitors, then again this person was also a Hunter as far as he knew. Lupus had to keep in mind that she could be dangerous. Even if his intentions meant no harm, that didn't mean that they would be treated as such. Lupus picked up his cane, planting it on the floor in front of him, both his hands clasped around the wolf figure head. "I apologize if I interrupted you, I know the artist's mind is constantly working on their next masterpiece or performance. I have met a few in the past but never really got to know them well enough, I was hoping this would be my chance, but if it's too much of a bother that's all well and fine." Lupus was very eager to speak with her, but if she didn't want to or didn't have the time there wasn't much he could do. Lupus sighed inwardly hoping Miss Yuzuki could find the time...if she even allowed it.

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki listened to the man's words, thinking about what he was saying... he had seen her works? How? Every attempt to get into a museum was shut down by that bastard of an art curator. So that had to mean... one of her paintings sold on the black market?! That made her a bit happy to her...actually plenty happy, but she didn't show it... did this man want more from her? Oh, the thought of having a client actually commission her... a stable source of income... she inwardly drolled at the thought.. Still... it paid to be cautious.


"For a habit of saying a lot... you sure don't say much." She says, keeping an eye on him. Lowering her fun and sliding it behind her back, she takes a few steps back, allowing him entry and steering him into the living room, away from her research. She sits down on a sofa, watching him carefully... the slightest move out of place would earn him a bullet.. two, seeing as how Sleeper was within arms reach now. "Well, here I am...did you want a comission or something similar?" She asked, eyeing his cane further...it was interesting, but was it hiding anything?


She examined it closer... it looked just like a cane of an evil badguy... what's his face, that one wizard from that one movie. There HAD to be a gun or a blade in that thing. Taking Sleeper from it's chair, she points it at him. "Throw the cane to your side and undress... I don't take kindly to assassin-like people with hidden weapons." She says as the paranoia gets to her... now, the chances of him getting shot skyrocketed. "Who sent you?"

 

[Morgy]

"Oh thank you, truly it's an honor for you to spare your time." Lupus said happily as he walked into the apartment, slowly being lead into the woman's living room. The apartment looked rather well kept, nice even, Lupus noticed as he walked down the hall, not even noticing that the woman was armed. As they arrive Lupus was about to move toward a seat before Yuzuki turned on him, 2 pistols pointed toward him, the man's face paled as his eyes widened. "Ok, ok no need to shoot I can explain." Lupus said shakily as he threw his cane to the side like he was ordered to, slowly beginning to strip his suit off, starting with his jacket. "I'm no assassin, though I am armed with 2 blades, a switch that's in my right pocket, and my cane which also functions as a sword." Lupus said carefully choosing his words, after all his life was on the line here.


"I'm armed for the same reason as you, I'm a Hunter as well Miss Yuzuki. We're both apart of the Vigil here, the hunt if you will. I'm just part of the Loyalist of Thules while you are with the Lucifage." Lupus started to confess his secrets as he slowly undressed, removing the tie and dress shirt with ease, then came the difficult part for Lupus, his pants...ironically. "I didn't come here by any orders directly, I was just informed of another hunter and it peaked my curiosity. In my years as a hunter I have yet to meet many others. Especially from a different organization than my own. So in all honesty I came here to meet you, nothing more nothing less." Lupus said finally removing his pants, despite losing his cool and blowing his cover, he still had some hesitations for doing this seeing as that would be exposed...


"Do me a favor and don't stare too much please." Lupus said slowly removing his pants as his last secret could be seen just over the top of his boxers, something that he had been trying to hide since the day after that tragic accident. What was seen was the beginning of a twisted and repulsive scar, the skin and flesh seeming only to have gotten worse since the day it was received. Ever since then Lupus had always avoided intimacy with others and other social outings like going to the pool, it's not something he liked to be reminded of, always trying his best to forget that the misshapen thing was even there. "As you can also see, that cane there isn't just for show or a weapon, I can't really walk....correctly without it..." Lupus said crestfallen as he revealed his final secret. He didn't like admitting it but he had always hated how people had looked at him with pity in their eyes after he had been injured. 'Oh but he's so young.' 'The poor thing.' 'Mommy why is that man walking funny?'


"So to prevent my disability from being noticed i'm bound to the cane Miss Yuzuki. Now is there anything else you would like to know? Or would you like to change to a more pleasant conversation?" Lupus said with pain in his eyes and a deadpan expression across his face, looking a bit emotionally drained after the roller coaster of emotions he had gone through in such a short amount of time.

 

[Zayuz]

Her morning routine was far from complicated. Saede gathers the clothes she would wear that day...Her usual student attire. Uniforms could be kind of a pain, but she had gotten used to them pretty quickly. The girl brought her clothes over to the room which parted from her own; with a white tile floor and a shower, sink, plus everything else she could want. The washroom was quite spacious, which gave her plenty of room to...Well, if she was being honest she probably didn't need this much room at all. She could practically run laps in this room. (If her body was strong enough for that..) Saede quickly undresses, setting the shower temperature someplace between hot and burning before weighing herself and getting in. She was still her usual 128 pounds, which was ideal for her. She had always been pretty skinny, though it wasn't something she put too much thought into. Climbing into the shower, she washes herself for a few minutes, thinking about whether or not she should actually call the police. She came to the decision that they would probably just wave her off, unless she found some more concrete evidence. So, she would go back and...Well...Look around. There wasn't much else she could do. She already missed her class, it wasn't like she had anything to do. Most students her age had a job, or activity of some kind; But that just wasn't Saede's style.


After she exited the shower, she put on her usual school uniform. A navy blue skirt and leggings, white dress shirt, and a black vest-thing over that...And of course, the additional red ribbon and badge of enlistment. That way everyone knew she wasn't just sneaking in to investigate a crime that nobody knew existed...Though it might have been off-put by the large Katana she had sheathed by her side. If she was going to be investigating a potential murder, there was always a chance she might be murdered. Bringing a sword was the only logical solution. Only after slightly curling her hair and putting on a bit of makeup did she actually go downstairs to the kitchen, grabbing a piece of bread and putting it in the toaster. She went to check her phone while it was toasting, but realized it was still upstairs in her room...After the long journey up the stairs and back down again, the toast was already prepared. Saede spread strawberry jam over it, holding it in her hand and quickly eating it on the way to the door. She held one hand beneath it, catching any crumbs to avoid getting them on her uniform as she slipped on her black dress shoes. Just as she approached alongside her ride, the toast was already finished.


Saede was a motorcyclist, though she knew astonishingly little about what she was driving. It was yellow, fast, and looked sweet. That was enough for her. She sits on the seat, starting it up and pulling out onto the street. She had just enough time to put on her helmet before joining the traffic. Naturally, on the side street there wasn't much, but the main road to the university was another case. Silence in her home was rare for a reason. Thankfully for her, the university was close and the motorcycle was easily able to slip in between cars. She didn't make dangerous situations out of it; those would surely get her arrested...But things like when everyone was stopped at a traffic light? Why would she wait at the back of the line? By this logic, she was there in just over fifteen minutes, parking in front of the school and locking her bike. She walked up the steps to her school, stopping for a moment and focusing on the feeling she had been receiving for so many days...


The school was actually very nice. The three story building was surrounded by a nice park, with several trees and benches that made for excellent places to spend time...Or to go smoke a cigarette, which is what they were usually used for. The pathway from the doors to the parking lot was made of a pale concrete, similar to how a sidewalk would look. Bike racks rested along the side of this path, though she never had to use them herself. The school had many windows, and inside almost every blank wall was coated in art. Her favorite was of the large blue dragon on the inside of the north stairs, though the one of two lovers reaching one another in the second floor west hallway came in a close second. The school was very clean, more so than most. The walls were a pale white color, not unlike the pathway outside. She usually stuck to the west wing anyways, as her main classes were all in that area. It was a place she would probably like being, if it weren't for all the damn homework she got.

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[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki watched him, thinking about everything. She had a lot to work out as she watched him move, setting aside his weapons. "You know for someone who isn't an assassin you sure are armed... and if you're really disabled.... kind of dumb. You should stick to something long range so you don't have to chase down an enemy." She advises as he strips off his clothing, which Yuzu then kicks away for good measure, not willing to risk the slightest chance of a surprise weapon... he already tried to keep his weapon concealed after all.


"Now what does a bunch of Nazis doing with information on me? I can't imagine that you simply were looking up at me and went. "Oh, she seems cool i'm going to say hi." She says, thinking about it... the Thules' were supposed to be really secretive, so he might be telling the truth... then again, she herself knew about them, so that meant jack shit. No, she needed a surefire way to figure out if he was telling the truth. She twirled her gun around as she thought about what to do, her finger spinning around the trigger as she considered it.


She knew they were secretive... but there wasn't much that she could figure out to test him on it, except threaten him at gunpoint for the names of the others and then verify that...maybe snag his phone and check for messages? That's wasn't really proof unless Yuzu was specifically mentioned... then she figured out a way to kill two birds with one stone.


"Move." She said, flicking her gun towards the room where she was in the middle of investigating Robbert. "I'm sorry for all of the issues, but I have no way of detecting the supernatural, so I have to act with caution... and there's a lot for me to be cautious about as of late, so I'm going to test you as a hunter. See that information i have on my desk? You have about... five minutes to tell me three things. One: what i'm working on, two, what have I uncovered and three, what you know on the subject. For each incorrect answer, I put a bullet through you.... if you answer correctly, you pass, and have my nicer side to work with." She says with a smile... this was to prove that he was someone worthy of her time, and that he was who he said. "Don't hold back, use your contacts as well... on speaker phone so i can hear everything." She says... this was an excellent way of proving everything... extra help on her research didn't help either.

 

[NovaPheonix]

@Xistund


A sudden thunderous crash echoed outside of Robbert's window. The flash of light and sound might have been real, but it was probably all in the Wraith's head. A ghostly figure shimmered in the rain as it floated through the window and cackled madly at himself. The man looked like a skeleton with a hat adorned with crossbones and a sailor's jacket. He had hollow eyes that seemed full of nothing but endless greed and hatred.


"What ye sittin' there for? Get ya' self up and take something! Look at this place! More massive than any governor's house or even head o' the tradin' company! Don't let this go to waste, boyo! You and me made a deal, remember? You get your body back, and I get LOOT!"


The shadow swung his arms wildly around as if he was drunk and danced swam within the space of Robbert's body like a demented shark.


"Where's me loot, boyo? I saw what happened with those Voodoo Police, they got you good!" He swung his face toward him, shoving the skeletal head towards Robbert.


"I'll tell ye, it be right here! This place! Go out and get it, lad! Whatya say?"

 

[Morgy]

Lupus nodded silently as he made his way over to the room Yuzuki had gestured to, the process was painfully slow as he limped along with out is cane. It was embarrassing, the scar had already been revealed and now this, he hated walking with out his cane in front of others it had always been a struggle even in front of his family because of the way people just looked down on him in pity. He hoped that this chance to look at the documents would help him out but he was gravely mistaken. As he approached the documents and looked down at them with a looked of pure dread painted on his face. ‘What the hell are these?!?’ Lupus had no idea what the hell he was looking at, and soon the hopeless despair began to set in as he tried to form words.


“I-i can’t do this, I’m a scholar f-for Werewolf relations... n-not this...” Lupus began to stutter, his body trembling as he did so. He had someone behind him armed and ready to kill him and now his hand was empty, he couldn’t do anything. It had been his mediocre hand against a royal flush, what could he have expected from that? Lupus lowered his head, was this the end? He had come here to just meet the woman, not even on a mission for the Thules! And now he was about to die at gunpoint because he was suspected of being an assassin? For Christ's sake the man had a crippled left leg, but i guess that didn’t matter, he should have known that when he entered this world it wouldn’t be all sunshine and rainbows. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes preparing for the worst, an image of Oliver passed through his mind as a single tear formed in his eye. “I’m sorry boy..."

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki looked at him, waiting as the man hobbled over to her documents, waiting to judge his worth. As he began panicking, she began to juggle her guns, spinning them up in the air and catching them, doing this straight for five minutes... she wasn't about to allow escape if he failed... no, something like that was simply not permitted. If he couldn't out a simple problem such as this, with half the research already done... she couldn't consider him a hunter in her eyes.


Time ran out and he gave his answer... he had no idea. That was it then. She spun, plucking the gun out of the air, and shot at his leg, the bullet going clean through a vital point. This was officially Yuzuki's stage. No... it had always been her show. Sleeper was calling for a playmate, and soon one would join it in eternal slumber As Sleeper rang out, she spun again, aiming Dreamer.


"Pathetic, that was research I had already done, you should have been able to figure it out... you've failed to earn my trust... and thus failed to keep your life. If there are any final words or thoughts, I should hear them... a death scene should be beautiful, if nothing else. Shine one final time... before it all fades away..."

 

[Morgy]

There was the gun shot, then the sound of what seemed like an animal screaming in pure agony. “GAAAAHHHH!!” Lupus Collapsed to the floor in excruciating pain. That had been his bad leg, it was already been screwed up enough after he was hit by a car and now there was a damn hole in it. He hadn’t felt pain like this in seven years and god did it hurt, Lupus was clutching his already crippled leg for dear life, his knuckles turning white. “P-Please, Please I’ll do anything!” Lupus cried out, at this point tears were streaming down his face as he pleaded with the woman, a look of pure anguish decorated his features. “P-please don’t kill me I’m begging you, i don’t wanna die yet. I can work for you, be your servant! Just please I don’t want to die yet... I never meant to harm or offend you...” Lupus kept pleading with the woman, hoping that she would show some mercy to him, he thought about what he was doing.


What would his father say? That he was disgracing the family name? That he would never accept him as a son such as him that would sink this low? Lupus didn’t care, screw the families pride in their name, he cared more for his own life. So, swallowing the last of his pride, Lupus slowly struggled to get on his hands and knees and crawling like a dog with a broken leg toward yuzuki, stopping a little before her feet, he lowered his head. “Miss Yuzuki, p-please spare my life and it will be yours f-forever, please...” Lupus said in one last desperate attempt to save his own life. He reasoned that he would rather be indebted to this woman despite her cruelty than die like this, half naked at her feet. He prayed to whatever being was watching that he would live to see another day, live to see Oliver, live to have a family, live to one day be happy again...

 

[ValkyrieRose]

Yuzuki began thinking about the man that was in front of him, on the floor... his life close to an end, and he was begging for mercy... offering his life. She thought about that for a moment, looking at him... she had been in control this entire time, issuing commands easily, and they had never once been resisted... and now, as the reaper loomed over him, he didn't lunge out to kill her. Any supernatural being would have tried to take her life by this point. So, he wasn't a threat then? Had he actually been telling the truth. She thought about it... it would be nice to have help around the house.


"...I will prepare a ritual in which you will swear yourself to my service." She says. "It will bind your very existence to serving me." She says after a moment. She knew no such spell... but he didn't know that. "Kiss my foot and swear to serve me. Do that and you may keep your life... you're lucky I'm feeling rather generous today." She smiles. 'Hey Seren, looks like we're moving up in the world.' She thought to herself with a smug smile.

 

[NovaPheonix]

Seren, as it was called, spoke within her brain directly for the first time in a few days. It cost a bit of energy to speak directly into her mind, made easier by the fact that it had a link to her brain, but still requiring effort. They didn't waste it unless it was necessary.


"I'm happy you're not killing him...but please, don't waste his body. You could at least let me wager for a piece of-" Her mind interrupted, making a comment "Now, now. I'm sure you don't want a cripple Seren."


"Any body is better than none. I know plenty of demons that take parts from injured homeless if they have to."


Mentally, it knew, that she would not hand him over to them.


"Fine. Just keep it in mind. Your eyeball is not exactly the most comfy Cover, as pretty as it is." It flattered her a bit.


Seren shuffled around inside her mental tightly cramped spherical space within the eyeball, always struggling for control while she held him tightly with a combination of physical restraints (an eyepatch) and sheer willpower. It felt tied down, hoping for more freedom once she allowed them more of it. It was a dark space, illuminated only by her iris, a small humanoid figure within a tiny ball. They held no gender, and no real identity beyond its own basic survival, ideals, memories, and a devotion to serve Yuzuki that was agreed upon when they both entered into a Pact together for life. They were happy to see their master gain power, but very much like every demon...they craved to take power for themselves. Yuzuki could almost feel the raw hunger and emotion that Seren demanded now that they made their thoughts clearer. It was an undending hunger that the gentlemanly and artistic demon held just beneath the surface of their 'self'. It took this kind of ambition to defy God, and Seren certainly possessed it in their core.

Introduction, Scene 2 End

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[Xistund]

Robbert looked at the soul that was apart of him. "Are you really suggesting that we start robbing this house for all its valuables? While said Voodoo police have one of their own in this house, not to mention Orefo, his guard, and who knows what else this house has. I'd call you mad but that would be an insult to the real madmen of the world."


Robbert sighed out of frustration, well he made the sighing sound at least since he did not need to breath. "You need not remind me the terms of our deal, I agreed to get our treasures back, but to do so we need a crew, and something to fight off these witch doctors. It was only because of my words that we survived. If we left everything up to you we'd be without any solid form now then we'd both be adrift without sails."

 

[NovaPheonix]

"Just knock down the landlubber! What happened to you!? You used to be a fierce shark in the bay and now you've gone all soft. It was that damn wench of a woman. Distracting you. Ya' need to focus on yer self laddy! It's a brutal world, and ye be losin' every day ya waste rottin' away like this. You're a'ready bloody dead! What's the guard gonna do? Huh? Show him who the Captain is around here! I'll even pledge my support! Just get movin'!" The shadow screamed into his ear, floating beside him. He was eager for action, trying to goad robbert into his mindset. The shadow's incorporeal form seemed to grow, shift, and surge as if increasing slightly in power just because he was expressing himself to his other self.