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Fandom Teen Titans: The Rising | A Revival of Laeta's Fandom Roleplay

"You died! You were dead!" Yelled Arde. Then her voice softened "You were dead, and I was alone again, I saw your blood"
 
Drikai waved his hands, signaling a "No! Stop saying that!".


He ran up and whispered into Arde's ear. "If you tell her, she'll faint..."
 
Arde blinked and nodded getting up. "You fainted, everyone is just overreacting. " she suddenly got up and left, she jumped out the window, and made her way to the city.
 
Isroh finally figured that out, alright. No telling MJ she was dead. Okay but you still gotta explain why you suddenly became mr. Tall and handsome.
 
(I call it. Arde just died... xD )


MJ sat up, and simply just went to her bedroom to take a nap. Fainted? Why? She thought for a moment. She ended up not bothering to ask, and tried to sleep...
 
" 'Mister Tall and Handsome'? What do you mean?" Drikai asked Isroh. He sat in a chair, and pulled out a bag of pretzel sticks, as he continued to eat them.
 
(We will see xD )


She made her way to the club, that was where he was. He saw her and waved her closer.


"The usual sweetheart? " he asked. She nodded and handed him some money. He tossed a paper bag at her which she caught easily. She tucked it into her jacket, so she could hide it from the rest of the group, and made her way back to the tower.
 
I'm beginning to wonder if your really 5 years old. Isroh asked as he began typing on the computer again. He kept scrolling and scrolling through many of the same names.
 
Arde opened the door and walked to MJ's room. She gently opened the door and sighed in relief when she saw her sleeping. She made her way to her own room.
 
Isroh growled in irritation. He'd looked through about a thousand pages before he came across 'Myer Ross lawfirm.' The business was closed... But he was pretty sure he could go snooping for some information there. Isroh stood up and doned his human disquise.


Alright kid. I'm headed out. Just don't tell the girls I'm gone, promise?" Isroh called over his shoulder. He walked out the door only to run into Arde on the way out. Uhoh. Maybe she wouldn't ask. He walked past her, internally cringing.
 
Arde looked at him as he walked towards the door. "Where are you off to?" She questioned.
 
Isroh stopped in his tracks.He was hesitating. He wanted to tell his team what was going on and why these people had to die, but they might not understand it. They might think it not for the best that he ascent simply because he'd be gone from the team. Or just that they had a problem with him taking anyone's lives in general.


Just trust me. And ignore anything the tower might tell you.


He was going to leave it at that and walk away, but. What if she'd understand?
 
"Isroh..." she said gently. She really did want to help him. "Keeping your problems in doesn't help, trust me I know." She felt her eyes begin to water. "I have been dealing with my own problems thinking I can get better on my own, but so far it has been in vain." She looked at the door and back at him.


"If you go... I am coming with you"
 
Isroh sighed, considering it. If she knew he was becoming a murderer how would she view him? Would she be afraid? Would she oust him from the team. The Titans were the only way he had any hope of taking each of his killers to hell.


Alright, you can come. I'm going to the Ross Myer lawfirm. I have to get some information of where to find him.





He walked along with the girl he'd nick-named sparky. I'm tired of being a demon and having to go to those infernal strip clubs and brothels to survive. I was killed to take six men's place in hell and by killing all of them, I can finally rest. Isroh was beginning to get a headache. He used up so much energy taking out Mr.Hale he had to recharge soon. Just, understand. The blood I'm spilling is blood I've shed.
 
Arde nodded slowly


"I am not a saint you know, I killed my fair share of people. Granted that was on accident, but I still took lives." She pulled out the bag she was hiding. "Quid pro Quo, here are the demons I have been fighting. "
 
(Was gonna wait of nerdy but mmkay)


Isroh thought for a moment, what is that? He asked in confusion as they walked, staring down that the adress saved into his phone,
 
Drikai was being sneaky, walking behind them from an unnoticed distance.


Where are they going...? He thought to himself.


Are they..? Naww... no way...
 
"Something I am not proud of, I get stressed and it helps, I know it is wrong" she took a small package out of the bag. "Drugs are bad, I know, I know, but it has helped with stress y'know?" She sighed and put the bag back in her pocket.
 
Isroh nodded, knowing what she felt like. Drugs didn't affect demons sadly enough. Drugging away his pain wasn't an option for him. Don't worry. Secrets safe with me. But. Do try to quit. I've experienced enough untimely death. The made it to the front door of the lawfirm and Isroh used his vines to separate the doors.


Ladies first.
 
As Isroh held the door open, he noticed Drikai.


Drikai immediately froze. Uh... what do I do? Hello? Oh wait never mind, I don't have MPD... so stupid, I might as well have it, but no...
 
Arde turned back to see the boy. She huffed and placed her hands on her hips. "And what are you doing out here? Has anyone ever told you that eavesdropping is considered rude?"
 
"Um... Hi?" He said, cracking a fake smile, but it was clear he was nervous.


He started running off.


(psst... run after him :3)
 
"Hey get back here, did I say I was done with you?!" Arde ran after him. For such a small thing he sure was fast, but Arde was pretty pissed.
 
He was going to run down a hill, but he looked back, stuck his tongue out, and tripped while running over the curb.


He then tumble all the way down the hill, and he was presumably knocked out.


(I like giving fellow RPers a heart attack > :) )


(nawjk)
 

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