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Souls Lost on Black Tides [WoD]

It was there on the floor before Yuzuki did Lupus feel something he hadn’t felt in seven long years... Soon after Lupus swallowed his pride he felt an angered emotion, something he thought left him when he became crippled. ‘WhAT ArE YOu DoiNG?!!?’ The voice of a wolf within roared in his head. ‘BiTE tHaT DaMN FooT OFF! ThE WoLf SerVeS No OnE!’ his wolf-blood began to boil...





‘no.... go back, go back to sleep....wolf...you're not needed anymore...’ Lupus spoke in his mind, suppressing the sudden feeling of rage brought on by his wolf-blood, forced it down before it could boil over. He thought the damn beast had disappeared years ago, why was he back!?! ‘ GRRRRR!!! you... you cannot deny me forever... we.... are.... one...’ The figurative entity known as 'wolf' rasped as it was suppressed and forced back for the time being.


His mind finally coming back to a tranquil state, Lupus approached Suzuki's foot slowly. “I-I understand thank you...” Lupus said moving his face closer towards Yuzuki's right foot. “I, Lupus Firebrand, swear to devote my life in service of Miss Yuzuki, my life now belongs to her and only her...” Lupus said, now lowering his lips to meet the woman foot, gently pressing them there for a seconds before lifting his head to look up at her. “Thank you for your mercy Miss Yuzuki, I’m yours...” Lupus said in a rather emotionless voice, he was overjoyed that he was spared but that feeling was thwarted by the fact that he was now this woman slave... and he came back...
 
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"What's the guard gonna do? It's that kinda thinking that got us into this mess, 'Yar the guards in the museum are just human what they going to be do'?" He said mocking the stupid voice the shadow was doing. "And look where that lands us, in another fucking prison. You and I both know that I had got to be captain by making others think they want me for captain, we'll do the same here and then we'll be getting your damned treasures."
 
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"Arr! You hate it here, but yar gonna sit here and do nothin'? If ya don't get up, I'll make ya! Fun and games be over now! Time for ye to choose Robbert!" The shadow loomed over him, Robbert's attempts to fight him off becoming slightly more difficult as he grew to be about his size, and even maybe slightly larger. Another imagined or possibly real thunderclap echoed out in the distance. For once, his shadow seemed furiously serious as it considered taking drastic action. The empty sockets of his eyes resembled an endless abyss, like Oblivion. Those eyes said 'fight or die'. Those eyes forced Robbert to choose. Get up and fight, or the shadow was gonna push him aside and get things done his way.
 
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Robbert clenched his fists and moved to throw a punch at the figure. "I am not going to do nothing, I am going to bide my time and get us out of here in one piece! Just because you have a have a wish to plunge us both into oblivion does not mean we are sailing that way. Don't forget who the captain of this body is!"
 
Yuzuki smiled, looking at him...that was rather easy... and the placebo effect ought to work wonders in keeping him loyal. She would keep an eye on him for a while but... this was actually rather good. Seren had spoken it's usual complaints. 'I know Seren, I know... but it's not everyday someone willingly sacrifices their everything willingly to serve you.' She says mentally. ' We'll find someone less...submissive for you to take over. Much more useful to quell someone like that.'


"Good boy." Yuzuki said, patting his head with a smile. "Now come on, it's time you proved yourself of use to me." She says, moving towards the table that had previously dealt his fate. "Yesterday I learned of a man named 'The Captain' that was, at least partially, responsible for that asylum escape." She says, pulling up a site she was using, as well as some papers she printed up. "Now, one of the man's crew said he was approached by this man, and paid for weapons in pearls.... like, actual pearls." She said. "He looked like he was ' a ren fair guy', to directly quote the idiot. That got me thinking about any past events about captains and treasure... score one for home team."


She pulls out another piece of paper. "Meet Captain Robbert... two b's, don't know what the deal with that is. Pirate Captain... whose ship was recently excavated, his body and treasures recovered.... the remains are still on ground, people say it's haunted, but who gives a fuck about what the peanut gallery thinks."


She paces around, spinning her gun, thinking ". A cosplayer of Robbert was seen, but was taken by the asylum on grounds of possible identity loss... the asylum, that recently had people broke out of. Coincidence? ... if father has taught me anything, coincidences don't exist." She said, 3 guesses as to which 'father' she meant. "I'm certain this... captain... still walks the earth, i'm just trying to figure out how now... give me a hand." She says
 
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"Ye ever hear of mutiny?" The Shadow screeched as he flew towards robbert. It was much like the Spectres before, the ones he chased in the underworld. This however, was much different because it seemed to enter his body, and within the two of them there was a struggle for control. The battle took place within Robbert.


Thunder crashed again as Robbert suddenly found himself on the deck of his ship, rolling with the waves that rocked the ship into a swaying motion. A hectic tense rhythm filled the air, the sounds of the sloshing sea as the ship cut through the water.


The man faced with his opposite, the two of them holding cutlasses now as they clashed on the deck in a duel of swords that represented the mental battle. Clang! The rain poured down on them as the battle began. The battle for his body.


The ship looked as it did when it was new, fresh sails and a fresh crew. The wood wasn't twisted or bent. Most importantly, it wasn't wrecked and flipped upside down on a beach.
 
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Lupus smiled a little bit as his head was pat, ‘Good boy’ huh? Well it seemed that his position was rather obvious at this point, he was being treated like a dog, the woman probably saw him as nothing more than a pet at this point. ‘Well Lupus you went from striking Gentleman to submissive pet in less than an hour, truly a spectacle for the ages.’ Lupus thought to himself sarcastically, though he had his life he was still concerned for his own well being. All things considered he wasn’t in the best situation being half naked, pretty beat up, and now being treated as a dog. ‘Lovely’ but if that wasn’t the worst part now he felt, compelled to serve Yuzuki, was that a bad thing though? For some reason Lupus got happy just thinking about serving below the woman, was this apart of the ritual? No the ritual couldn’t control his emotions.... could it?


Lupus kept thinking even as his and Yuzuki moved towards the table covered in notes, Lupus being forced to crawl since there was no way he could stand on his left leg in the condition it was in currently. Now Lupus sat there on the floor with his head in hand as he listen to what yuzuki said. Pearls, the asylum, Captain Robbert, a ship, treasure, cosplayer, it was a lot to take in. “Well” Lupus sighed running a hand through his crimson hair collecting his thought before speaking. “Perhaps the answer we're looking for lies in the past. Maybe you should check his ship personally or even the body and stuff they excavated from it. They say some people take their secrets to the grave but then again the dead can’t really stop you from poking around for them can they?” Lupus said shrugging it was just a thought but it wouldn’t hurt to look more in depth to see if anything could be uncovered. “You seem to be good at that, and if that doesn’t work maybe we should fast forward a bit and go meet that Robberts cosplayer... it's a sketchy connection but who knows you might just find a diamond in the rough right?” Lupus said sharing his other idea, he didn’t know anything really except what Yuzuki had showed him but that didn’t mean he couldn’t try his best to help.


“It's best to explore all options so you don’t miss anything by accident, even the smallest of ants can lead you to the colony. After all, if you're really looking to prove this man still walks the earth you're going to need to find something more concrete to support it rather than just hunches, don’t you agree?” Lupus finished looking up at the woman, seeing her twirl her gun made his hand twitch, man did he miss his switch, it was almost always on him now he just felt like he was missing a piece of himself.
 
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Saede stands in front of the downwards stairway; one which she had found just behind a door. It was painted over, and as far as she was aware nobody have ever entered or exited it.. Her intuition had lead her there, and it was rarely wrong. ..These lead to the basement. Students weren't supposed to be there. ..In other words, an excellent place for a murderer to hide. Perhaps if she was lucky enough, she might even find the missing student. Saede descends the relatively steep stairs, following the sound of the.. Welding torches..? She didn't want to be spotted quite yet.. This meant avoiding both noise and light. Her eyes would just have to adjust. The sound of the welding torches echoed through her mind as she went down.. People had to be there. The walls here weren't painted; maintaining a simple grey tone as she held onto the railing. After all, falling wasn't in her best interest. She made a point of silencing her phone; keeping it in her other hand in case she had to take a picture.


Stealth mode, activate.
 

Now is the dramatic moment of fate, Watson, when you hear a step upon the stair which is walking into your life, and you know not whether for good or ill.

~Arthur Conan Doyle
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"Ava wake up!" A voice called to the woman. Her senses were going into shock, the smell of the sea, the feeling of rain on her skin, it was fading fast. Her mind dragging the remnants of the scene into her subconsciousness. She tried to cling to the thoughts, but it was pointless, just like every other night. "Aviaaaana! We open in less than an hour, get up!"


Suddenly the comforting warmth was gone, and the ice cold air replaced it. The woman, Aviana, didn't seem to bothered by it at all. After a few moments she turned over onto her back, groaning in annoyance. She had just gotten over a 48 hour bug, that mixed with the fact that it was a Monday was just killing her. "Don't make me get Saffron in here. I'll ask her to bring the xylophone just for you." The female voice, whom Ava recognized as her tent mate Persephone, said in a matter-of-fact like tone.


Ava squinted her eyes, her room only lit by fairy lights, and smirked at the figure that loomed over her. "Please do. Saffron's xylophone rendition of Livin on a Prayer is the perfect lullaby to go back to sleep to." Persephone glared, realizing the truth to the woman's words. More than a few times it had happened before, they could be as loud as they wanted yet the redhead would not wake from her slumber until her dream would end. The running gag was she could sleep through a tornado, earthquake, and hurricane, yet still not bat an eyelash. "Try a little harder next time, 'kay Persie?" She gave a laugh, which was low considering it was still filled with sleep. Her grin grew when the girl stomped out, swatting the cloth door out of the way. "Love yooou." She called after her sarcastically. With that done and over with, Aviana sat up with a stretch, then slowly began running her fingers through her long burgundy hair as she got ready for the day.





Without much delay she changed into her costume, deciding that the long dark purple skirt and the puffy long sleeved light purple shirt was enough, not really wanting to go for a variety that morning. She mostly changed in a haze wondering why she was having that specific dream again. She could never quite remember what it was exactly, only that it was windy and smelt light ocean air. Normally when she dreamt they were more vivid and each detail she could remember with perfect clarity, but this one was completely different. She had had it multiple times before, but every time only those details were the things she could remember. She sighed, shaking her head, moving towards the other end of the tent. I guess I'll figure it out one of these days. Time will lead me to the answer when I am fated to have it. She walked across the greeting room, ignoring it for the most part then with a few more steps she was at the "door" to Rubys' room. She pulled the cloth that was the door back and moved to sit down in front of one of the many mirrors in the room.


"Look who finally decided to join the living. How are you feelin' hun? Those flu bugs are just the worst." Merlot, who sat directly behind Ava, asked as she looked at the younger woman through her mirror.





"I still feel pretty crappy to be honest, but what doesn't kill ya." Aviana replied with a shrug, brushing her hair then styling it in a long loose braid. She then put on the cliched headscarf that a gypsy should wear. "The downpour we had over the weekend didn't help my sleep all too much though….Mind passing me the glitter?"





“Forget about the rain, did anyone tell you about the meeting we had Saturday? It was crazy!” Apple interjected from Ava right. “It’s so weird to think that vampires are real, what’s next werewolves?”





“Woah woah woah, vampires? What the heck happened while I was MIA?” Ava turned to the youngest of the group. “I mean it’s not too much of a stretch all things considered, but real life, blood drinking, afraid of sunlight vampires?”





“Yup yup yup!” She said brightly. “He was all decked out in a pirate outfit, you should have seen it. He had these really cool antique pistols you know the ones that have one shot.”





“Flintlock?”





“Yeah.” Apple replied excitedly. “Gosh what was his name? Richard? No….Rocky?”


“It’s was Robbert hun; Robbert Maxwell.” Merlot commented.


“I don’t care what his name was. That man was a hunk.” Saffron added at the other end of the room. “That dark hair and tanned skin...mmmm!”


“Yeah, but he is a vampire, are you really okay with potentially becoming his next meal?” Persephone asked stiffly, putting her earrings on.


“I’m with Saff on this one,” Came Ruby, “he could eat me any day.”





The room went silent then quickly broke out into a sea of giggles. After a few minutes the girls settled down. Ava got up from her cushion, and walked over to Saffron, who sat near the door. “So what positions are we taking today?”





“I thought I’d give you a break since you were sick. Your going to be taking the desk job with me. Persie, Ruby and Apple will be the entertainers. That leaves you as Auntie M, Merlot. If we get any volunteers from the coven, we can talk about moving around. We good?” The ladies in the room nodded in agreement and went back to what they had been doing. “Ava if you could get the pillows set out, that would help out a bunch.”





“You got it.” With her mission set Aviana went to where they stored most of the cushions, Apples room, and began putting them around the center of the tent; the greeting room. There was a system on how this all worked out. At the front of the tent there was a shaded area where the cashier aka Auntie M, would sit and collect the payment. Once inside guests were welcome to sit on the cushions and watch the dancers entertain while waiting for a desk to open up. That was when Ava would come in, she and the other desk worker would take a guest to their person room to do a reading of some sort. It was a good system and it kept them afloat most of the time. It was hard, but Ava wouldn’t have it any other way. She had been doing this for six years, and she greatly enjoyed the freedom of this lifestyle. Most would consider her a homeless con artist, but to her she was a free spirit.


"Okay ladies, we open in 10 minutes! Make sure you're ready!" Saffrons' voice called through the tent.





Well I guess I got some spare time, might as well do a quick reading. She thought as she walked to her room. She sat down in front of the small table she used for her work and took out her tarot deck. She closed her eyes as she shuffled them, focusing her energy on the cards. After a good minute, she set the deck down and pulled a few cards setting them face down on the table. Let’s see what we’ve got.
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At least... the room was nice. The bed was soft, and it did look a lot like what you would expect from a hotel suite... but it was comfortable, and Naomi liked how it had an air of security about it. With all that happened, she needed it. From deals, to attempted kidnappings, to a guy's leg looking like it was attempted to be torn off by some wild animal, there were quite a few things that she couldn't deal with... but apparently, she was adjusting to this fairly quickly. Not surprising, really. She had always adjusted quickly. Idly, she fidgeted with a small pendant around her neck, one that always helped keeping her calm. It had been a gift from someone close to her that she never blamed… never could blame, but she couldn’t see him. Why were things so difficult…? Maybe it was that she couldn’t sleep at all that contributed to half the problem, but that was another story. Idly, she sighed, and went over to the window. Maybe a little bit of fresh air would help her? She had been told that someone important was coming, and that she should try not to leave her room… but the window wasn’t talked about, right? She could get away with the window.


So she cracked it open, and took a few breaths of the cool night air for a few moments… just a couple of moments. Sure, she saw the carriage pull up (odd that it wasn’t a car, but that wasn’t exactly hard to notice), but that wasn’t her business at all. Actually… so much of her life here wasn’t her business. Would she never go back to living on her own? The thought irked her. She didn’t want to stay here for the rest of her life… just until it was safe, and she could figure out a way out of this whole mess, and back to just being a doctor.


That’s all she was. A doctor. She just wanted to help people…


Speaking of people… she noticed someone out in the courtyard trying to climb the brick. What…? Was that guy crazy? Breaking into this place was like a suicide mission, especially with the current inhabitants, excluding herself. But the second that he fell, and someone caught him, her mind shifted to a different line of thought, and she closed the shutters tightly, and scooped up her coat to throw on over her gown. Screw important meetings… if he fell, he fell, and could be hurt! That was what she would tell Orfeo, if asked, and she wasn’t going to back down. This was her chosen profession! She couldn’t back down at all. So… she left her room, and straightened up her hair a bit to head down and find the man that caught the one that fell. They should still be in the courtyard, right? She’d start there.
 
"Hmm... I see. You're right, I probably should head directly to the ship... the issue with that is I don't want to enter enemy territory without knowing exactly what I'm dealing with. A revenant or some sort of undead perhaps... I'm 95% certain he isn't a ghost or spirit." She says... now that she was sure the man wasn't hear to attack her, her dramatic flair fas quickly fading and normal Yuzuki was taking its pace. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about everything. "We have large clues that we can use to figure out everything, but charging in without being 100 percent certain is the quickest way to die as a hunter."


She turned, looking at the man... then to his leg. "Oh... shit." She said after a moment, realizing his leg was still hurt. "I'm sorry. When I focus on the Vigil i tend to ignore everything else. I didn't even consider your leg." She says, She handed the man his clothing. "Here, get dressed, I'll get you to the hospital. Just say someone got you in a drive by." She says, moving to take him to the hospital... she would probably work on her paintings when she got back, she decided.
 
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“Yeah I see what you mean... Well i won’t be too much help out in the field, I’m a negotiator after all.” Lupus said chuckling to himself, thinking over the information as he sat there. So the focal point to all this research was an undead pirate? Interesting. Lupus had never really studied stuff of that nature while in the Thules, mostly turning his attention towards Werewolves and though a little hesitant, the wolf blooded as well. Just in case the symptoms came back, which it looks like they already have...


Lupus looked up at Yuzuki with a playful smile as she handed him his disheveled suit, he was getting to be a bit more comfortable with his current situation now that the woman was showing him some kindness. “'Hah! Tis just a flesh wound!’ "No but yeah a trip to the hospital would be much a appreciated.” Lupus said standing up shakily, using the table for support. It was a bit embarrassing to be struggling to put on his clothes in front of someone of the opposite sex but it's not like Lupus had the choice, he didn’t let it get to him. “Ahhh. much better, not gonna lie it was a bit awkward being undressed in front of you, but you didn’t seem to mind much.”


Lupus said straightening out his clothes as he finished getting dressed, before patting his pocket to find his switch blade still there. “Ahhh there you are old friend~” Lupus said happily taking out the knife, flicking out the blade and giving it a look over. He had had it for quite some time and the blade brought him some comfort, though he wasn’t much for violence he couldn’t help but take enjoyment in simply holding the knife in his hand. He then turned the knife over so that he was holding the blade and held it out towards Yuzuki as an offer. “I doubt they would allow it in the hospital and it would be very kind of you to hold it for me, Mistress.” Lupus said giving the woman a smile, in his mind he now saw Yuzuki as someone above him so he might as well give her the title to show his respect.
 
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Saede crept down the stairs, phone at the ready. At one point they became suddenly turned, no longer going in the same direction. This almost resulted in her descending right into a wall. Almost. She follows the turn, peering out as she carefully guesses where each step is. She was almost there.. She just had to get one good look at them, flash a picture, and be done with it. Saede opens her phone screen, dimming the brightness all the way and preparing herself to take concrete evidence of.. Whatever was to be next. The sounds of welding torches grew nearer. ..Were they making something? If so, what could a murderer be making with welding torches? She started to get the feeling that this might actually be unrelated to the murder; but for some reason her senses still brought her here..
 



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    Sword peered over at Naomi, his eyes glinting a bit red as he peered sideways down the hall. He was standing in front of Robbert’s door, not aware that the person he was supposed to be guarding was unconscious inside the room. The shadow’s voice and actions were only visible to Robbert, a figment of his mind, otherwise Sword would have busted his way into the room by now.


    “Where do you think you’re going? Orfeo told me to make sure that you stay put...so don’t even think about-” He stood firmly in his position, not even wanting to move his feet an inch. “I mean, he just got out of a meeting and...I mean if you want to go...just make sure you come back here.” Orfeo had ordered him to make sure she was comfortable, but also to make sure she didn’t try to leave the manor again. He figured that if she was just going to see the master then it would be alright. He was so focused on her that he did not immediately notice Xanthus leaving his room as well.


 
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As Saede reached the bottom of the stairs, she looked on in awe at the man who was shooting fire from his hands...Was that even possible? No, it didn't matter. She hastily took the shot, thankfully getting a decent image as she slipped the phone into her sleeve. The girl listened, taking in everything they said. ...Cloaking mechanisms on the door..? ..Were these guys like, religious Aliens..? Somehow this all felt vaguely familiar, though she couldn't place her finger on precisely what it was. She gathered that they were attempting to fix...Whatever the hell that was.. Suddenly, the woman turned, starting to approach. Alarms rang in Saede's head. She was not supposed to be here, and she knew it. Putting on her best look of innocence, she watches in fear as the woman swings open the door. Did she have powers like the other man did? Was she going to be burnt through hand-flames...? All she could do was hope.


..Despite her fear, she remained the very picture of innocence.


"S-Sorry miss.. I just noticed the door and couldn't help but look down here.. I've been.. Investigating one of the students that disappeared, and I.. I think I heard you mention something about sacrifices..? D-Did someone really push him off the building across the street?" Saede bit her lip , looking up to the woman nervously. "I promise I'll leave.. I just.. He's my brother, and I need to know what happened to him.. What's going on?" Tears started to form in her eyes, the schoolgirl nervously shuffling on the spot. Hopefully this woman would tell her something..
 
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Robbert looked around as he seemed to be transported to back to his ship, his ship from around three hundred years ago. It almost felt like his death never actually happened, if not for the enemy's in front of him. He was armed with a sword and nothing else. He gritted his teeth as he looked the shadow with his skeleton crew. "Now what is this, some kinda trick? And here I thought you had no love for deception." He drew the sword and held it, he was not one for swordplay but he could handle himself in a fight. "So what are you waiting for, if you're going to try to kill me step up and I'll feed you to the sharks!" The man said with a devil may care smile as he eyed the crew, he eyed the three. He wondered if they would be smart and try to surround him or come at him one at a time. He would not give them a chance to choose as he waited for right wave to roll by. Once he felt the wave push him forward he launched himself, using his ship to propel him forward in his lunge, stabbing at the first Specter hoping to even the odds a bit more to his favor.
 
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@Zayuz


"Please leave, we are handling the situation." the woman responded in a perfectly careless voice. She didn't seem to have any physical reaction or even a hint of empathy toward the crying girl. "If you continue to remain here, we will report your presence to the principal." She pointed towards the stairs in an almost robotic manner, directing her back up towards the exit.


"We should question her." the man moved behind the woman, whispering in her ear.


"That is not our mission." She replied in a quiet, straight-faced manner.


"You can't let her go..." The man had a sense of urgency to his voice in his harsh whisper.


"Are you questioning your orders?" She turned to him, seeming to switch in both her focus and intensity entirely towards him.


The man wordlessly turned around and continued the work he was previously doing.


The woman followed this up by closing the door behind her, clearly keeping a higher guard now, and letting the girl leave on her own.
 
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@Xistund


Robbert's sword sliced the spectre and it retreated with a cold ghostly moan. Meanwhile, the Shadow swung towards his other half with wrathful vengeance. "There's the man I wanted to see!"


The wild swing missed, going right past robbert and slinging rainwater in his direction. His attacks seemed like they intended to disorient or rile him up more than actually harming him. Meanwhile, the other spectre who was on the ship let out a screech and flew off into the distance. The entire ship rocked and dipped through the massive swirling black ocean that seemed to grow dimmer, darker, and more dreadful with time.
 
"I am not the man 'you' want to see." Robbert said as he avoided the blow, and stepped back to face his other half. "Come on, we both know your not that sloppy, and your crew left in a hurry. What is this really about?" If you really wanted to end me you would have done it while I was distracted. He moved in to faint an attack with the blade but threw a kick at the shadow.
 
Yuzuki couldn't help but let out a light giggle at the gentleman's words. "Don't worry, I'll get you there with ease." She says, making towards the hospital with him. "Ah, I should give you my number as well." She says, making sure to do just that... it was proper form for a servant to call the new owner after all, and Yuzu felt bad for the poor man in a weird way. Now that she wasn't performing, she was a lot more reasonable.


"Mistress huh?... I approve." She says patting his head with a grin, taking the knife, twirling it around for a bit. "God as my witness you will learn to shoot something... i don't know how you survive with blades... you don't have the mobility to use them properly." She adds


"Take a leave from your work and help me out... I'm sure they'll pay you for injuries.. you can say a disgruntled client shot you...or something." She says with a shrug. "Point is, you're going to be alright."
 
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..And they didn't. The moment the door closed, Saede instantly stopped crying. The speed in which she did so was almost uncanny, and she looked at the door with an expression of frustration. What was in there was not natural. She was sure of that, and she had to know what it was. Mustering her courage, the girl pushes open the door fully after a moment, looking through with a determined expression on her face. "Rule Fourty-Eight of the code of school code of conduct, section twelve, lines seven to eight state that 'As a paying member of the school community, all students have a right to be on school grounds. Unless an explicit and legitimate reason is provided for the member of the school not to be in the area, it is otherwise permitted.'" Saede shoots them a long and satisfied look, very content with with her made up rule creation skills. ..Plus, with the door wide open, she would have an excellent view of what they were trying to do. Her eyes drink in the basement, taking in exactly what it was they were trying to 'repair.' "..As such, it is imperative that you inform me why I should not be here; as well as explaining what it is you are attempting to accomplish, and why it is a danger to be around." Her hand rested on her Katana, ready to strike just in case they took her demands the wrong way. Surely if these two were the murderers, they'd have a hard time explaining that; wouldn't they?
 
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@Zayuz


"This is a construction zone. Please leave immediately or we will be forced to inform the authorities." The voice rang out, surprisingly loud, as if it came through a megaphone. She blocked the girl's way almost instantly and prevented her from seeing much of anything by standing in front of her. For a second she saw a massive glowing circle with circuit-like runes traced across the floor. It looked like a combination of a computer chip configuration mixed with some alchemical circle. Very alien. The markings were somehow identifiable to Saede, who would note that this structure was a portal to a set of other coordinates across the street. The coordinates seemed familiar, but it would take her further examination to determine exactly what they were.


Meanwhile, the woman stood there in a stern, but not aggressive manner. It seemed like anything she said would be brushed off completely. In the middle of the room, the man was still working diligently.


 
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@Xistund


"You know who I'm talkin' about lad! She's right in the brig, why don't you go get 'er?!" The skeleton cackled as the boat rocked violently, pushing Robbert unto the deck. As he got up, the hatch that led to the lower sections of the ship. Was his wife really down there? How could she be here? Was the shadow keeping her hostage this whole time? That would explain why her wraith had been missing so long! Rain smashed against his back, wind beating against him like the sails. The ship whipped and turned. The spectres, even the injured one, swirled back around. Not close enough to harm him, but enough to torment him further.
 
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“Ahh thank you very much.” Lupus says with a smile as he typed the the number into his phone before casting a sideways glance at Yuzuki. “And you're going to teach me?” Lupus said with a chuckle. “Well i get by with what i have, i just have an affinity for the old things, had them before i went into the thules and now i use them for when I’m in the field. You would be surprised what happens when a negotiation goes south, luckily I’m usually not on the front lines for it but the thules still urge me to carry the blades around.” Lupus sighed as Yuzuki brought up taking leave for work. “Very well but you're going to have to help take care of Oliver while I’m like this...” Lupus finally said as they made their way into the car before heading off to the Beauregard Memorial Hospital.


It was around 11am when Lupus finally got situated in his hospital room, he was just finishing up his call with his employer as he lay there, Yuzuki sitting in a chair near his bed. “Yes it was quite terrifying, but they shot me in my bad leg so it's not as bad as it could have been.... Alright thank you Samantha... no it's fine you don’t have to visit me, i know how busy it gets in the office these days... thank you, i hope to return to work as soon as i can...” Lupus hung up putting the phone in his lap as he lay there. “Ugh Oliver is going to flip when he sees me like this, he’s always nudging at my left leg wondering why it's the way it is.” Lupus sighed as he spoke openly to Yuzuki.
 
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Oh great, and then there was this guy! Was it really going to be that difficult to really just find a person, and then come back? She didn’t need to be babysat at all, and that’s what this felt like. Maybe she would talk to Orfeo about this… This was not even acceptable. She was still an adult, and still had a mind of her own… treating her like this was like she was a caged bird.




And this caged bird would not sing.




“I will be coming back. Don’t worry.” Play the part for now, and voice the grievances after…. But there was another thing that was rather curious… and she wanted to know more. “Say… if you’re supposed to be making sure I stay put… why are you not outside my door? Is there someone else here?”


Maybe where she needed to go to investigate the fallen man wasn’t as far as she thought.
 
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