Fandom Supernatural RP - Accepting Applications

[NanLia]

The Heavenly Host had long been searching for the Nephilim from when it was first created; its power had been sensed through Heaven without question, for days now but its location had been next to impossible to pin point. It had been clear early on that the Angel that had created the abomination was still with its mother and somehow protecting her location. Gaveel hadn’t seen such a display of defiance in nearly four decades and it was annoying. They had all but lost sight of the Nephilim, despite being able to sense it’s presence pin pointing it was next to impossible.
As luck would have it the Sinning Angel had come to them, to herself personally, to attempt to rectify the error. Alaric had always been dutiful, even if he had been far too emotionally attached to his charges. It was all well and good to have compassion for the naked apes God loved so dearly, but it was another to love them. He had come seeking compassion, seeking asylum and above all, seeking assistance in saving the woman’s life he had endangered with his Sin. Naturally Heaven’s Host was less than compliant to his wishes. He had been seized and held for judgement.
In the old days, Gaveel thought on, he would have been immediately executed for the admition of his crime, but given their current circumstances, and what the last Prophet had seen would occur, Heaven didn’t have the man power, for lack of a better term, to use old laws. It had been decided then that he would be kept alive and well, bound in Holy Chains until the time they would require his Grace; then he would be ended, the Grace used to prevent the First Sin from taking its wrath upon Heaven.
In Alaric’s plea he let slip the mothers name and location, a hunter colony called Vitae and a woman, a hunter called Ashley-May Branston. Of course it had to be a hunter that evaded their sight for this long, as the last one had been; and it had escaped them. Gaveel was not about to allow such a thing to occur a second time, however just as they were about to decened upon the colony and destroy anyone within their path and odd occurrence happened. Ashley-May Branston started appearing all over the place. Not just in the United States but globally. Gaveel presumed it was one of the gods that had warded Vitae; an efficient warding that they could see but could not disable without falling to its trap. But this ward also prevented Gaveel from seeing within the colony and confirming the mothers location.
While she knew the Host could take on any pagan god, with losses of course, she couldn’t afford to lose anyone on a hunch. So she commanded her legion to start work, seeking and destroying any Ashley-May images they could find around the world.
(Will beautify tonight)

 

[Crono]

Chase looked nearly disappointed at the reply, the pacing started up again in a small circle in front of Emile. The Alpha's next words more or less made it known that he wasn't happy with the current setting or line of talk, he'd taken to his leader tone. But Chase wasn't going to puff out his chest and play that game. "My father is dead." He said somberly taking things down a notch, eyes flicking to Emile's face to see the older mans reaction. He grit his teeth in frustration and emotion, "Joe was my family, he was my pack."

Chase decided on resuming the line of questioning, determination and hurt in his eyes. "Are you the only one the mole contacts and takes orders from? Is there anybody else that could've...?" The man knew the way it sounded, like an accusation, and possibly a desperate one at that, like the pack had to be involved somehow. But if Chase knew one thing, it was that Joe was killed because of his relationship to his son, to a Werewolf. Why else would someone kill the man in cold-blood inside the walls of Vitae? And that list of people who knew what Chase was, it was small. And as far as he could tell the pack had the most motive. But he wasn't asking Emile if he'd given the order because he did believe that the man wouldn't have done that, despite all of the accusations none were directly at him so far.

Movement and whines caused the man to pause and listen, one sniff told him the wolf he hadn't recognized before was Andy. It was rather confusing and he wondered if the girl had been seeking him out, what other reason could she be all the way out here for. There was nothing he could do for the girl currently until this was resolved with the Alpha, Chase had no idea how this conversation was going to end so dragging her into the affair wouldn't help either of them. For now he focused on the man in front of him.​

NanLia
T That_Irish_Person

 

[LucianGrey7971]

Da Ji looked at Jordan then back at Hypnos, then back at Jordan once more.
" Who the hell is Jord-"

"My oh my," Jordan finally spoke, cutting Da Ji off " It seems as though you have us confused with the wolves, it was Inari ago called us into action. If we wanted to hide our paths would have never crossed, if we were not concerned about the whole of creation we would not have made moves to ally ourselves with the pack or the Vitae. The positions we hold that you do not concern yourself with is proof of our commitment to stopping the First Sin. Himiko is the right hand of Inari. If he were concerned with hiding as you so put it, she would not be here. If we did not want to aid the cause we wild not have told you about Da Ji. Egos aside we shall go to the underworld and inspect the seal." Jordan looked to Himiko who nodded and Da Ji didn't argue
St. Boethius

 

[St. Boethius]

Hypnos sighed as Da Ji and the two Kitsune finally decided that it would be prudent to visit the seal. " That's all I ask. Now we can finally get moving-" Hypnos stopped as he felt something... strange occurring. The Ashley-May images had begun... disappearing? That was definitely not a good sign. They were disappearing at a rapidly increasing rate. It was too organized for random murders. Hypnos cursed under his breath. Heaven must be making its move. " We need to move quickly. Something.. annoying has just come up." Hypnos said offering his hands to the Kitsune. Thanatos offered his hand to Da Ji silently. As Hypnos waited for the kitsune to to take his arms he sent a vision to Mackenzie.
LucianGrey7971
She would see multiple images of Ashley-May being killed in isolated manners by skilled teams. Because it was a vision Hypnos went ahead and made the Angels" wings and halos visible to her. The message he wanted to send was clear. Ashley-May was in danger. He would then give her an Image of Solomon and Ashley-May. It would show Solomon drawing sigils on Ashley-May.
NanLia

Solomon raised his eyebrows in surprise when the man said that he had been studying for 14 hours. " Dedication is one thing, but you need to take care of yourself." Solomon looked over to Ginny, " If you would like I can let you look through some of the books I brought along with me."
Eliasdagood

 

[Alator]

"Edgar" smiled "I had a choice, but it was expected of me to follow this path by my family, and I didn't want to let them down, and.... Well I find this life a small price to pay for the truth, and for the happiness of others." His smile vanished for a second as he said "Nontheless I'm sad to hear that you didn't have any choice in the matter."

He was about to continue when he saw Brendan approach him. He looked at Nidelia and smiled "Well, it's time for my little interview.", as he walked past her he gently placed his left hand on her right shoulder and with a smile he said "I'll see you later."

He knew that Brendan was no fool, but he wasn't worried about not being able to fool him. He had no reason to suspect "Edgar".

Nidelia NanLia

 

[Eliasdagood]

Ginny grins, lighting up at the thought. "Really? I would love that!" She exclaims happily. "I've always loved reading, it's one of my favorite pastimes." It's also how she learned to act the way she does, given her complete avoidance of humans if she can help it. It's how she learned much of her speech pattern and demeanor as a human.

 

[Safton]

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Adelaide listened intently as Mackenzie spoke, running her hand along the interior of the door handle. It took her a moment to piece together the names Mac had mentioned based largely on what Will had told her. She hadn't doubted the Beast had some degree of sentimental value to the woman, but now it made all the more sense. She smiled at Mackenzie's last statement. "I don't doubt it. There's nothing wrong with hanging on to a piece of where you came from." She knew Mac had more reason than most, to want to forget where she had come from, so Addy did her best to approach the subject cautiously.

NanLia ​

 

[NanLia]

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Brendan stepped outside the building to wait for Edgar, the newest hunter, to speak to him. Why he had done such a thing continued to baffle him as it seemed as though Edgar was doing quite a decent job of making new acquaintances with other hunters within the colony; it was odd of Brendan to want to interrupt such a thing, given he was once a hunter too and he knew all too well how important the bonds hunters made were.

And yet, here he stood in the daylight, waiting for the hunter to meet him, without really knowing why.
Alator

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Emile waited, expression stern, for Chase's reply. He watched the younger man pace before him, clearly in distress; he would be patient and wait for his answer before decided how to move forward. When Chase finally stopped and spoke Emile was once more caught off guard. His features softened and he winced. "Je suis tellement désolé pour votre perte. S'il vous plaît laissez-moi savoir ce que je peux faire, loup perdu." His voice was soft and pained, he hated he couldn't express his condolences correctly, not yet. He would need to speak to Malcolm to translate for him, but he paused, Morgan had followed him out into the woods, she was still here. "Aleshanee" he hissed, movement from the underbrush as Morgan started forward; she had been listening with interest, and certainly was not ashamed by it.

Chase had continued on while Emile had called forth his niece, he turned back to the heartbroken man before him. "Only I, he only speak to me. No other wolf, no other pack." He was attempting to be reassuring, but he doubted it greatly. If he thought the pack had done this he knew he needed to make sure his stance was clear, this blood was not on his hands, but he would find out who it did belong to. He was certain as of now that Chase had been sent or had come on behalf of Vitae, to provide them with information; it wasn't truly a surprise, but it certainly was a disappointment. "Now you answer me." He stated, Morgan was already shifting beside him, "Ton pere did not speak to you dis morning. It was colony, it was fake Alpha tell you to come and talk, oui? Yes? You work wit them? Wit the colony to... to, épier sur nous?" Morgan's hand at his elbow calmed him, he lowered his voice and spoke to Morgan in French. She nodded before turning to look at Chase, sorrow filled.

"He said he is sorry for your loss and has said if there is anything you need at all, to ask it of him, Lost Wolf, he will give it." She paused as Emile spoke again, she nodded and continued. "Do they know if his killer is still inside the walls or not?"
Crono

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Mackenzie turned to give Adelaide a look, uncertain if the woman was mocking her or not when it came to being sentimental about her car. Mac had never really been one to understand social queues, in most cases it took Ash to tell her if someone was being honest or sarcastic; most of the time Mac didn't have time for the minor details. She gently rubbed her thumb over the worn metal steering wheel, lips parted to question which of the two Adelaide had meant by what she said but a Vision took hold. Hands gripped the wheel tightly and she managed to remove her foot from the accelerator behind she was lost to the vision. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched what she was sent, teeth gritted, trying to fight. The Beast swerved with no one at the helm any longer.

The vision was horrifying, watching copies of Ashley-May be attacked and torn apart endlessly by the Heavenly Host. One by one the familiar face was killed over and over again before her eyes and she was powerless to stop it. She understood they were fakes, the creations that Hypnos had made upon her request, but it was none the less devastating to witness. As the onslaught continued it shifted to show the man she had been warned not to speak to with Ashley-May using the ward she had been warned not to touch to draw over Ashley-May's body.​

Safton

 

[Safton]

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Adelaide met Mackenzie's quizzical look, expecting a reply. She frowned at what she saw -- no words came, Mac's eyes glazing over and losing all focus, her hands clenching around the wheel and her foot lifting from the pedal. "Mac--" was all Addy managed to say before the Beast lurched, and the psychic knew immediately what was happening. Mackenzie's fear -- getting a vision while driving -- was coming true. Adelaide's heart pounded in her chest as she shot across the bench seat -- unrestrained by a seat belt -- to grab hold of the wheel with one hand while the other extended protectively across Mac's chest, gently pushing her back against the seat. Adelaide was unable to make it to the brake in the cramped confines, but luckily Mackenzie wasn't giving the vehicle any additional gas -- which left the matter of losing their current momentum.

Addy glanced quickly at their surroundings, seeing a nearby road with a steady upward slope. She steered the Beast toward it, the car seeming to groan in protest to the sudden change in direction. She reached over to take hold of the shifter, struggling before managing to slam it down into low gear. Despite a few alarming sounds, Adelaide was relieved to feel the vehicle slowing as it struggled to fight its way up the hill after a few dozen feet. Finally, just as the car lost its forward momentum, she put it in park. Taking a moment to make sure the car was in no danger of rolling backwards, she turned to grab hold of Mackenzie's shoulders, pulling her over towards her lap as she looked down at the woman's face. Tears streaked down her cheeks, jaw clenched at whatever it was she was seeing.

Adelaide placed her hand on Mackenzie's forehead, focusing her gift. Her attempt to "eavesdrop" wasn't fruitful in the least as she was stonewalled once again by the divine connection... but she felt it. She could sense the essence of that same entity that had been in the new house, but this time it was a faint trace -- distant but recognizable -- in the Oracle's otherwise sealed mind. Feeling utterly helpless, Addy knew she could only let Mac ride the Vision out. "Shh... stay with me, Mac," she stroked a gentle hand through the woman's hair, hoping to bring some small measure of comfort to her in her current state. The fact that she was William's new girlfriend was irrelevant -- she held no bitterness towards the woman, and even if she did, she would have owed it to Will to take care of her to the best of her ability.

NanLia ​

 

[Crono]

Morgan had been inserted into the situation as more of a translator than anything, and Chase tried to halt his pacing so he didn't come off hostile or anything. Emile had spoken the language lost on him, but had ended his words with the familiar term. Both one the Alpha had used for endearment as well as his pack name, it was hard to decipher which meaning was behind it when the other man said it.

The Alpha continued answering Chase, and it meant the pack likely had nothing to do with Joe's death. It was hard to express how he felt about it. Relief? Anger? Whatever it was it caused Chase to falter, the man looking away to focus elsewhere until Emile's voice picked up. He turned back towards the Alpha as the man now regarded him accusingly, and it was Chase's turn to flinch which was more or less a dead giveaway to answer Emile's question. "Yes." He'd spoken up, feeling he no longer had a reason to lie. Chase didn't back away however, not expecting how Emile would react to such knowledge or it would get violent. He was prepared to take it, whatever it was, feeling he more or less deserved whatever the Alpha was going to dish out.

But the other man had suddenly stopped and calmed and it was clear Morgan was he cause. There she went again, saving him, though he wished she'd just let Emile continue. The female moved forwards and Chase nearly couldn't look her in the eyes, ashamed that she knew of his betrayal. When she relayed what Emile had to say he couldn't help but wonder if the Alpha wanted nothing to do with him anymore, even speak to him, and Chase couldn't blame him. This was always going to happen, and Chase knew that, he'd come here under false pretenses. But if things had gone a different direction it might not have.

"I didn't stick around for all of the details...they wanted me to go back to the colony, I couldn't--" Chase paused, mind searching for what Mackenzie had said and shook his head. "No, she'd said something about two suspects that weren't at the colony, that one was a dead end." Again Chase shook his head, it wasn't right speaking to them about this after what he'd done. Emile was still willing to help him with anything he asked, and he knew it was more than he deserved but he didn't want the Alpha's pity. "I'll handle it, I've just got to..." What? Get clothes? Joe's truck still inside Vitae? Then go where, with what details exactly? It was clear to Chase now that he hadn't thought this through, not that he'd ever considered he had with his reaction to the news.​

NanLia

 

[NanLia]

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Mackenzie breathed raggedly as the vision faded and she was slowly being released back into reality, the very least the visions not longer hurt her, physically, though they were no less jarring. It was an odd sensation, one she doubted she would ever be able to get over; the watching something occur that was happening, somewhere, and yet still being aware of the present. She knew Adelaide had taken over the Beast, even heard it's protest at being geared down too quickly. She felt Adelaide holding her back, keeping her from harm, then attempting to comfort her; she found it odd, that the former lover her her current lover would act in such away, but then she doubted very much she would leave another to harm if the situation was reversed.

She shuddered slightly as her breathing slowed. Muscles started to relax from their previous petrified state and she let go of the wheel, fingers aching at the strain. "Ash... I.. Fu..Fu..." She inhaled sharply, closing her eyes and waiting to regain composure, she didn't try and stop Adelaide from being near, suddenly thankful she hadn't ignored the other woman's request for a ride home. "I need to get to Ash." She said quietly after a moment. "Need her to see Solomon, a hunter that was at the Clinic. He had a god in his knife."
Safton

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Emile only nodded after Chase confirmed he had, in fact, been working to spy on the Pack for the Colony; as much as Emile disliked it, he still stood by his words. This man had become part of the Pack, part of his pack and he would not be turned out for transgressions. No one had been hurt by his actions, at least none of the pack members had been, it was yet to be determined why his father had been targeted.

Morgan had stepped away quietly, returning to the underbrush where she had been skulking previously to shift back to her wolf form, the two scouts had moved further away when it had become clear this conversation was more private than pack. Emile knew well enough what ever had been discussed here was left to the two of them; the pack didn't gossip... at least most of it didn't, but Morgan had a good enough head not to go whispering about this.

Chase continued on about handling it himself, to this Emile growled, stepping closer. "Non," He said, no angry but certainly firm. "You will return to Pack. You will go back to cabin and sleep." He was not about to let Chase run himself dead as he almost had already today. "Pack will find what happen. Pack your family too, not replace, not better. But same." He frowned, wishing he could explain better, vowing he would master the English language if it killed him. "Come, we go home, Choit Perdu."
Crono

 

[Safton]

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Adelaide considered denying Mackenzie, insisting that she take a moment to rest if not get checked out at the Clinic. Seeing the determination in her eyes, however, she knew it would be pointless and a waste of time at that. Whatever she had seen, it obviously had significance. Instead, Addy nodded. She stepped out of the Beast, running around to the driver's side and opening the door before lightly nudging Mac. "I'll drive you back to the house," she said, though it was as much a command as an offer.

NanLia ​

 

[Crono]

There was protest on the tip of his tongue as Emile grew closer, and proclaimed that Chase would be returning with him. But the man had both used one of his created nicknames as well as told Chase he was still family, through the non-perfect English he'd come to expect from the Alpha. The protest died instantly on his lips, Emile wasn't asking he was telling. It was probably for the best because if it was simply an offer to return Chase might not have. There was an attempted hint of a smile with eyes lightly brimming with water which threatened to overrun if he were to close them, "Thanks." To be seemingly forgiven then and there was not only shocking but hurt at the same time, and for the moment he didn't feel alone. With a defeated but thankful look he started walking by Emile and paused to shift into his wolf form. It was hard not to break apart emotionally then and there, but if he did it now he'd never make it back to the packs camp.

The wolf waited with it's tail low for Emile to join him and lead the way, though he was exhausted he had more than enough in him to make it back. Putting himself on auto-pilot as he followed the larger wolf through the forest. Chase knew he wanted to explain himself, but he also knew he needed to collect himself before then. Despite the deception he'd basically done little that would hurt the pack in the long run, but the act itself was the worst of it.​

NanLia

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie was thankful Adelaide didn't fight her, or protest her decision, mind clearing slowly but consistently. She watched the woman move around the car then nodded and obeyed the command, sliding along the leather seat. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back, breathing slowly; wanting to make sure she didn't miss any of the message relayed as she had in the past.

"The man he showed me, Solomon, can keep Ash hidden from Heaven; they're coming." She said to Adelaide but didn't raise her head or open her eyes as she spoke. Mac was aware how angry Will would be when he found out about this; not the vision itself but that it had come while driving. She momentarily considered keeping it from him, asking Adelaide to do the same but it was quickly dismissed. She wouldn't keep anything from him.
Safton


Emile waited, quietly for what he expected Chase to reply with and would follow by either a second shouting match in the forest in the rain, by him this time, or Emile chasing Chase down like a sour pup and dragging him back to the Den. He was ultimately surprised to hear Chase's response, though he could easily see the man needed comfort, needed support and Emile was certainly willing to give it.

He waited for Chase to shift, taking a last watchful look around, keeping an eye out for the wolf that had been here; with it seemingly gone, Emile shifted as well. He padded toward where Chase waited and as he approached he leaned into the smaller wolf, nuzzling his head against Chase's neck and shoulder giving a brief whine before moving onward; he had doubted the man would have wanted a hug in the nude.

As Emile moved off at a slow pace, casting the occasional glance over his shoulder, Morgan crept back into view from where she had disappeared before. The female wolf whined at Chase, head lowered; she wanted to comfort him but didn't want to invade his space if he needed privacy.
Crono

 

[Safton]

Adelaide nodded her understanding as Mackenzie spoke, though she realized the gesture was lost on her upon turning sideways to see the woman had leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Her mouth twisting into a concerned frown, she nonetheless shifted the Beast into gear, backing it gently down the hill before continuing the drive to the house. Arriving outside, she put the vehicle in park before leaping out and heading around the other side to help Mackenzie inside if she needed it, guiding the woman into the foyer. Gods and angels and enchanted knives were all new territory to her and she was just trying to stay afloat alongside her friends.

NanLia ​

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie walked with Adelaide into the house, having fully recovered from the vision, she glanced around the house looking for any signs of Ash but spotted none, she could only assume Ash had tucked herself into a bed room. It was for the best really; she should have stayed resting at the clinic but she understood why the woman hadn't. "If you see Will before I do, could you let him know about the vision? Heaven is coming for Ash, they're destroying Hypnos's clones. We need to get Solomon to help Ash; he knows who I'm talking about. I need to go see how she's doing."

Mac turned and started down the hall to the bedrooms, assuming Ash would have followed where her gear ended up. She paused and glanced back to Adelaide. "Thank you, for helping me."
Safton

 

[St. Boethius]

Solomon got up from the table. " Then it's set. If you'll excuse me I'll be heading to the Clinic to gather my things." Solomon said giving a nod to both Ginny and the man he had been speaking with.
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Eliasdagood

As Solomon left left the REC center he noticed the Councilman he had spoken to earlier. The man seemed to be waiting on something. Solomon a small wave to to the man as he passed. As Solomon passed the councilman a root poked out of the ground and Solomon damn near tripped. As he turned around to look at what almost caused the fall he hear Pan's voice echoing in his head. Telling him that the Nephilim had been found. Looking back to the councilman Solomon whispered to Pan to lead him there. Several roots began appearing in a path towards the home Ashley-May was sleeping in.
NanLia

 

[Safton]

Adelaide smiled at Mackenzie's thanks, nodding. "Anytime," she said. With that, she turned to pull her cell from her pocket while marching outside, already dialing Will.


William had stepped out into the Clinic hallway and headed out to his truck still parked outside when he felt his phone buzz insistently in his pocket. He withdrew it, giving the screen a quizzical glance to see Addy's name across the top. Below it was a picture of the psychic, seated at a worn wooden table and smiling wryly at the camera over a mug of steaming coffee.

Ignoring the brief spike of nostalgia, William quickly swiped over to answer. "Addy? What is it?"

The psychic's tone wasn't panicked -- it took a lot to rattle her nerves, he knew -- but she was definitely concerned, "Will, where are you?"

"Leaving the Clinic, why?" He asked, his own anxiety growing.

"Mac had a vision. The angels are coming for Ash right now, cutting their way through Hypnos' clones. Mac said they need Solomon's help, said you'd know where to find him."

Will's head whipped around toward the back of the Clinic. "Is Mac okay?"

"She's fine, we're at the house now."

"Stay where you are. I'll be there soon. And Addy? Use the stash if you need to," he said tensely before hanging up. Will wasted no time tracking down a Nurse to ask Solomon's whereabouts, only to be informed that he'd been released to the Barracks.

William rushed outside, climbing into his truck and firing up the engine. He wheeled out onto the road leading toward the Barracks only for something to catch his eye moments later. He almost couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Solomon walking resolutely toward the house as if on a mission. Will shook his head, turning the wheel and giving the truck gas. He ended up cutting across Solomon's path, rolling to a stop several feet in front of him before rolling down his window. "We need your help. Get in, I'll drive you and explain on the way," he said, spending no time on reintroductions or pleasantries.

NanLia
St. Boethius ​

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie found Ash stretched out across the bed Will and herself had shared the night before soundly asleep, her lap top still open and displaying whatever she had been looking at. Mac shrugged herself out of her coat before stepping out of her boots and making her way across the room, she left the door open knowing that Will would be back soon. At the bedside she started removing the various knives she kept hidden in her person at any given time; she glanced over the screen seeing Ash had been looking at hotels in Denver.

She crawled onto the bed beside her partner, shifting and wiggling until she was curled up behind Ash as 'the big spoon'.

Ashley-May twisting until she was facing Mac with a sigh, leaning in to kiss her gently before settling again, eyes remaining closed she spoke quietly. "I want to take a road trip. I need fresh air, freedom. I feel...trapped here."

Mac didn't move, nor answer for a long time, dark eyes watching her partner before she spoke, reaching up to tuck a lock of blonde hair behind her ear. "We will, Ash. Just as soon as the pack is handled and we get that Grace out of the two of you. We'll go where ever you want to." She winced as Ash opened her eyes, seeing the pain behind them.

"I can't wait." Ash whispered, "I need to do something." She said quietly.

"I know you do but... Heaven is coming. They know about the copies and it won't take long, but we're working on something." Tears spilt from her partners eyes, rolled down her cheeks. Mac pulled Ash in close and held her, stroking her hand through her hair.
Safton
St. Boethius

 

[St. Boethius]

Solomon was more than a little surprised when a truck suddenly blocked his path. While he had been expecting the man to tell him to stay away he was actually asking for help? How did they know.... oh right.. Oracle. The god must have noticed Solomon sniffing around. Either that or Heaven's making its way here. Either way now wasn't the time to be questioning motives. Solomon quickly got into the truck and assumed Pan would follow. " What's going on here?" Solomon asked glancing between the man and the road.
Safton

 

[Safton]

Despite his promise to fill the man in, William hesitated briefly. He didn't know how much it was safe to tell Solomon... but if Mac insisted that Ashley-May's safety depended on his help, there was only one choice. "Mackenzie thinks you can help keep our friend safe. The Heavenly Host is searching for her... she's carrying a Nephilim. They'll explain the rest," he said, pulling up outside the house moments later. He practically leaped out of the truck, sparing only a quick glance to make sure Solomon was following him before heading into the house, "Mac!" He called out.

NanLia
St. Boethius ​

 

[Eliasdagood]

Ginny smiles, and finishes up her breakfast, humming happily as she starts heading back to the barracks to wait for Solomon. She has some books she can read in the meantime, unless of course one of those people from earlier wants to talk to her, which she wouldn't be surprised about.

 

[St. Boethius]

So heaven was making its move. " Pan! I don't care how, but reinforce the ward surrounding the Colony!" Solomon shouted seemingly at nothing, but he knew the god would move according to his wishes. If the angels were trying to find her there were a few options he had. He wanted to use as little of his ancestors knowledge as possible, but it seemed that would be impossible now. " Go get the host! I need to make preparations." Solomon said as he entered the house finding a large open space in the house Solomon then looked for something, anything to write with. After a quick search he found some markers. It would be hard to scrub out but Solomon didn't mind at the moment. Clearing the area of any obstructions Solomon opened the journal containing the knowledge passed down from his father as well as his own notes. There wasn't any specific circle he could use, but it may be possible to use the Nephilim's Grace as fuel for the spell. It was a long shot, but with a bit of free hand and educated guesses the spell should shield her from the angels.... or it could blink her out of existence, or something entirely different. Here's hoping it was the former. Solomon sighed and started drawing the intricate magic circle on the floor.
Safton
NanLia

 

[NanLia]

Mackenzie jumped hearing Will shout her name, surprised at how quickly he had returned. She leaned down and kissed Ash's forehead before wiping the tears from her cheeks. "I'll be back." She waited until the other woman nodded before climbing from the bed and heading from the room. "We're here." She called back, seeing his rather panicked self. "She's okay," She nodded back to the bed room. "Did you find Solomon? Will he help?"
Safton
St. Boethius

 

[Safton]

William let out a sigh of relief hearing that Ash was all right. At Mac's query about Solomon, he simply stepped back to gesture toward the man furiously scrawling a series of almost alien symbols on the floor of the foyer, a book open next to him. "I told him the basics, but he seems to know what's going on for the most part," Will said uncertainly.

William turned to look back at Mac, raising a hand to her cheek as he looked her over for injuries. "Are you okay?" He asked insistently. "Addy said you had a vision, she sounded worried... were you driving?"

NanLia​

St. Boethius ​