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The Souls of Salem [WoD]

"Well.... i think there's something I thought i would tell you now seeing as whats happened so far.. I mean killing Zarred, i cant get the idea out of my head." Her eyes move to look into Mariahs eyes, her own glowing a lighter shade of green than it usually was. Theres eyes were like the red and green from traffic lights, they both had different meanings but were full of purpose. "I'm a mage..." Flora said clutching her stuffed animal a bit fearfully waiting for the woman's reaction. "I was always told to keep this a secret by my late mother, theres less than a handful of people that know. I'm telling you this because i trust you and i believe we can help each other." Flora said, the brightness in her eyes slightly dimming down a bit as she calmed down, finally getting the secret off her chest. "I'm tired of living in fear, my parents were killed because they were mages, so i am hesitant to share this information with anyone, i hope you can please understand why i've kept it a secret thus far..." Flora said in a slightly shaky voice, her recent nightmare resurfacing past demons she thought she buried...
 



  • "...I see." She says after a moment, looking at him, resting her head back and looking at her with a bit of ... everything. "I see..." She says again. "I'm glad that you told me this when you did." She says, resting a hand on her shoulder. "I understand wanting to keep this secret from me.... from anyone. Understand that I'm going to have questions that I'm going to have answered but... I forgive you."


    "Get some sleep, alright? Doubtless hurting your friend caused you a lot of grief. We already picked up on the fact that he was a mage as well so i believe there is definatly some stuff going on. Thank you, you've made me very, very happy." She says, flashing her a grin. Ruffling her hair a bit, she laughs softly. "Good night sweetie. I'll see you in the morning."


    Turning , she smiles. Well then... things just escalated.





@DARK7 @Xistund


Session 2, Scene 1 : The Magic of Salem, Pt 1, end.
 
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Session 2, Scene 2: The Magic of Salem Pt. 2


The Catacombs of Spirit, 11 AM


It had been a rather eventful day, and even after the events of the previous night, tensions were still pretty high. Zarred had the worst of it by far, having been denied the grace of sleep. Eric had left for a few hours, only to be replaced by Mariah. Nothing had really been said, the woman simply watched him with her chill, red eyes. Sleep deprivation was a cruel tactic, but an effective one. Mariah would grin during this time, checking a clock... patiently. "You know, it's pointless how you resist... in fact we already have a lot more information than we did. I had Velkys do a little work...turns out you weren't the only mage in our ranks... naughty naughty." She says, wagging her finger. "You might be strong, a gifted mage, but i wonder what would happen if we worked her over as hard as we are you? How long do you thiink it would take her to talk? An hour? A day We'll see, won't we?" She says with a smile. "After all... i can be very persuasive... I'll see you then."





It wasn't longer than Eric had come in, nice and refreshed. "Ah, what a wonderful night of rest." He says, stretching, sitting back down. "Let's begin round two, shall we?"





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After leaving the poor goth to Eric's devices, Mariah knocked on Flora's door. "It's Mariah, I'm coming in." She says, entering the room and sitting on a chair, looking at her. "I hope you slept well, my cute nurse." She says, eyeing her with a renewed intrest. Are you ready to anwser my questions now?"


@DARK7
 
Danielle lay on her bed, her body sprawled out over the sheets after a long rest. Her room was still dark, sunlight leaking through her crimson red curtains. Her bed was large and comfortable, something she looked forwards to visiting after her days of moving around and athletics and such.. The room in all was one of the nicest in the cult, in terms of both size and quality. It had a red and white theme to it, with most sheets and woods being in the darker red tones while the walls and carpet were white - Or tones very close to white. It was spacious in her room, and always very clean. Her armor had a rack of it's own in the corner beside her dresser and mirror, which she had various blacksmithing schematics spread out on. Various works of hers decorated the walls, giving the room a more feudal feel to it. She loved it. It had been much nicer than any room she had ever had on her own; or even with her parents. She even had her own bathroom. How was that for sweet?


She slowly pushed herself out of the covers, wearing the same party clothes from last night. By the time Mariah decided to sleep, she was already exhausted. Changing out of her clothes as well as her armor would have just been a waste. Selecting some less exposing clothes from her dresser, she enters the bathroom and starts to prepare herself for the day. She never spent too long on it, but she made sure to wash the marks from her armor off of her stomach at least. Within a half an hour she was back up to standard, her hair brushed, makeup applied and everything. Today she would have to get a doctor.. Or something. She'd have to check with Mariah for details. The girl exits her room, wearing a black V-neck shirt and jeans that would serve to be much more comfortable in armor if she decided to put it on today. She found herself to be somewhat hungry, which inclined her to visit the cafeteria. Maybe Trent would be there as well. Trent would know what the hell was going on; he always did.
 
Flora yawned sitting up and stretching in her bed, now seeming back to her normal self. Still wearing the same thing from last night, a sweat shirt and pajama pants, not really bothering to change after her previous conversation with mariah. She rubs her eyes as Mariah opens the door to her room and walks in. “Morning~” Flora says smiling warmly as she waves toward the cult leader as she sits on a chair and looks at her. “I slept well thank you, and yes I’m ready to answer any questions you have for me.” Flora says now wide awake as she sits up in bed, her stuffed animal tossed tot he side and her knife on the side table a few inches form her. “So what would you like to know Mariah?” Flora asks, now taking a chance to study the cult leader, she knew from the beginning that mariah wasn’t human but she never really took the time to pindobn what she was either. Flora didn’t really have any prejudice so the woman’s race wasn’t really her top priority to find out but now she was a bit interested. The other thing on her mind was Zarred, she was sure she had killed him and was a bit concerned about his condition now...
 
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"I am nothing. I am empty. Fade. I am nothing. I am empty...fade..." Klab ignored the world around him, drifting into a meditative state with his eyes closed. If they were going to deprive him of sleep, he would still attempt to at least mitigate the pain. When Mariah and Eric spoke to him, he only heard silence. In a trance, he tried to negate his need for sleep, allowing his Mana to provide power for him. For eight hours he sat there cross-legged with CeCe nearby him. She was regaining her Essence just by being near him, and he continued to keep her close.


"I am nothing. I am empty. Fade. I am nothing. I am empty...fade..."


He waited for the right moment to act, leaving his mind to wander inside his head as he considered how he would escape. Even with the light coming into the room, he didn't move an inch and breathed slowly. He wanted to test Eric's metal, that was the next part of his plan. Not mettle exactly, but how he would handle metal. That was the key to his plan, and he was determined to see it through.


"I am nothing. I am empty. Fade. I am nothing. I am empty...fade..."


In his meditations he considered what would happen if he fell to the allure of the sweet blood or if he died. He'd be happy with whatever came his way, no matter what it was. One thing was for sure though, he wasn't going to lose to this mage-killer. It was now firmly implanted into his mind that he could hold him off. For now though, he would wait and continue his manta...


"I am nothing. I am empty. Fade. I am nothing. I am empty...fade..."
 
The next morning Aurora woke up from a very deep, dreamless sleep. Her body still ached and she wasn't completely sure why, she touched her chest area and hisses as she made contact with the still tender wound. She sat up and opened her eyes, looking around. "Where....? Oh yeah..." She muttered aloud, as she remembered all the events from before. It was all still hard to wrap her head around, but in her situation, not much she could do but accept it. That didn't mean wasn't going to try to escape, but for now she needed to get used to this. Just float under the radar like she always did. 'Gods, it's days like these I wish I wasn't sober....' She thought tossing her body back on the bed, laying spread eagle. 'No, don't think like that Aurora. Do what you practiced, it'll pass.' She closed her eyes, taking slow and deep breathes, trying to meditate her issues away.


After a good 15 minutes of meditation, Aurora got up off the bed and looked around. Not bothering with changing her outfit, she left the room deciding it would be best to talk to Zarred. She slowly made her way to where she assumed Mariah's office was, hoping to find the leader to ask permission to speak to the goth. She assumed it would be a semi-difficult task to convince her, but Aurora did have a right to confront her attacker, at least that's what she would say of course. After a few minutes she was right outside the door. Taking a deep breathe she knocked. 'Here we go.'
 
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  • Eric looked at the boy, sighing. "A meditative trance to reduce the need for sleep and hang onto your sanity? Sounds like something i would do." He says, considering his options. They weren't going to get anywhere like this. He had to think of some new tactics to break the guy. He looked over to the man's girl... the ghost one. According to information he received from Mariah, this was the woman's girlfriend. Well, it was worth a shot anyway. A quick, silent mutter was all it had took. The ghost woman blinked, feeling the sudden force of domination. She had a new goal in her mind now... to help win Zarred over.


    "Zarred... maybe you should think about this. All you wanted was to restore me, right?" She asked, hugging him from behind with her ghostliness. "They seem to have a lot of skilled people here... maybe they can give you... us, what we want?" She asked.


    "She's right you know." Eric said, looking at him. "We're not mean, we can deal... and we could also make this girl disappear forever. Carrot, Stick... what sounds better to you?"


@DARK7 @Xistund
 
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"Kill her then. I want to watch you do it. She should have passed on a long time ago...I've been keeping her alive for a few weeks now, or maybe it was months. I've lost track, but it doesn't matter now, because I'm going to be with Mariah." He looked over at CeCe, giving her a bit of a devilish smile as he blinked his eyes open. CeCe could tell from the look on his face, having known him for three years, that he was bluffing. As much as he wanted to help CeCe return to the world of the living, part of him knew that he had been holding unto her for too long, and the blood reinforced that idea within him. Though, as much as that was true, part of him still wanted to protect her. He wanted to protect her simply because she seemed like a ghost in need of something. Deep in his broken heart he felt an urging, and it shined through in his devilish lying smile. This hesitation wouldn't be clear without examination, but it did sway his emotions ever so slightly.


"But first, could you get the door?" Klab looked over toward the knocking sound and now that he was awake he took another breath in and started to focus his senses outside himself. He felt around as much of the building as he could searching for all the lifeforms that he could recognize by feeling around via the pulse of the living world.


He scanned the area around him for at least 60 yards and focused on the life signatures of Aurora and Flora after he had meditated for about thirty minutes to forgo his need for rest. He spent the next six hours scanning the building and the proceeded to fall back into a trance. He could not detect Mariah because she was not alive, but at least now he had a rough idea of where everyone was without being able to pinpoint an exact place. He looked over at the door, having discovered from his search two hours ago that Aurora was the one behind it since he would've noticed her aura moving toward the door. He could sense her lingering energy and could almost hear the pulse of it, it reminded him of wind-chimes.
 
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Vance looked at the signal and gave a grimace. Fuck the ass got himself stuck underground. Well there was no point in trying to find an an entrince in the night. He leaned back took one of the bottles of liquor he had and drank a shot for courage. "Stay the course, it'll be worth it when you change the world." He said before closing his eyes and sleeping in the car.


In the morning Vance opened the back that had his personal equipment. A small bit of body armour and a shotgun. He really thought he would use it when he made people start rioting but beggars can't be choosers. He slipped the equipment on after ripping up his shirt into tattered rags to make molotovs for just incase he ran out of of things bullets. Plus he might just start a forest fire if he needed too. Smoky the bear could suck a big one, the forest was much like civilian. They sometimes need to be burnt down so they can regrow healthier then before.


After 20 or so minutes of searching he found a entrance to what he was looking for. A way down under ground. Leaning on the wall there was a girl who looked too sickly innocent to be a theat. He smiled a bit if this was him this little girl would have a bomb strapped around her. He moved forward gun ready and as soon as he got close enough he fired into her. Weather or not she was a way to lure the simple minded people to there capture or death Vance did not know but he was not going to take the chance. May history deem him a monster or a hero, he was not going to let the innocents of a lamb stop him from being the lion he needed to be. And of course like everything else that could happen this mission something went wrong. His gun backfired on him, fuck another wound. This was not his week, maybe if he was lucky the blast would scare off the target.
 



  • Eric would blink. "Is that right?" He asked, looking at her. "I could if i wanted to i suppose, though she seems decently strong. We might even use her next to further her own goals... that is, unless you help her." HE says. "I personally don't care, do what you got to do, whatever makes you feel like you matter." He says with a shrug. "Mariah is literally offering you the chance at...whatever you want and you're snubbing it up. Take it from personal experience kid: sometimes doing the 'right' thing is the wrong thing for you, and shit gained by wrong means is just as rewarding. Everything else is just mutters by some old man with a beard and a pen."


    "    Zar... maybe he's right. Maybe he can actually do it... if i could return to life and be with you... that would be amazing." She admits. "Have you actually accomplished anything you wanted to back then?... this seems like the best option."


    Eric walks over to the door, opening it only a crack. "    Hello there Miss. Mariah isn't here at the moment. What do you need?"


    @NovaPheonix @Mistress Iris


 
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Vance smiled a bit as he raised his eyebrow. Well at least he was right that this girl was not as she appeared. He could try to take another crack at killing her but since violence seemed to back fire every single fucking time. He might as well take another approach. He moved over and offered the gun and his bottle of liquor and rag. "I do expect those back when I leave. And though I doubt you are honest at all, giving the simple little girl look. But I'd ask you to please refrain from shooting me in the back. I may not look it at the moment but I have bigger goals then what this place offers." He looked inside, and said "I don't suppose you have a medic in there I survived two bombs just to get here and I would rather not bleed out from a shotgun missfire." He said poring all his charm into his words.
 
Aurora wasn't expecting the man from the night before to be there, so she took a step back. "Oh, um I see." She frowned slightly. "Maybe you can help me actually. I was hoping to have a chat with the dark clothed man who brought me here. I'm pretty sure his name is Zarred? Maybe you can direct me to where he is being held or something? I would really appreciate it." She smiled awkwardly. "Or maybe if your not busy, you could show me where Mariah is?"


Aurora took in the mans appearance. His skin was rather pale which contrasted quite a bit with his black hair. He seemed to be wearing dark dress clothes that were disheveled, which gave him a hung over business man look, yet till kept. 'Weird' She thought. He looked like some stereotypical actor in a teen flick. 'He could fit right in with the Cullen's.....but then again I guess I'm not far off.'


"By the way thank you for bringing me back to the world of the living. That was you right?" She figured getting on this guys, as well as the other cult members, good sides would help her in the long run, so why not start with him.
 
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Flora regards the woman with curious eyes, it seemed she wanted to get straight to the point about Zarred and her purpose, Flora thought to herself for a moment collecting her thoughts. She had no reason to go against the woman, besides Vera had basically abandoned her in this place, if her life wasn't hell before living in the cult under constant fear wasn't really an improvement. "Well i wasn't sent to Salem on a mission if that's what your thinking, i was already heading here to see if there was anyone that might need help around the city. But then my "friend" Vera asked a favor of me." Flora said looking at Mariah, she began to get a bit worried for Zarred wondering what might have happened to him so far. But soon that thought was put to the side as Flora explained herself. "She asked me to make sure her friend was well and healthy so i came here as a nurse, I didn't really mind too much honestly I mean it was nice to know i could get a job pretty fast near Salem so i accepted since she promised to help me out a bit after i was done." Floras happy expression turned emotionless after she mentioned Vera. "But as always... she never called or contacted me once since I've come here, its a bit irritating..." Flora said forcing a smile trying to conceal a bit of her anger at her "Friend". What did she expect though? Vera seemed pretty uncaring even when they were in a relationship of the sorts. Always putting her job before Flora or whatever it was that Zarred and Vera were apart of. "I tried calling her but it looks like she changed her number... again it looks like. So for the last few months I've been here in the dark not really knowing much, the only comfort I've had is the fact that I know Zarred as a friend from awhile back and that you actually gave me a room to sleep in." Flora laughed wryly. "Sorry if i don't have all the answers you may have been looking for but i was just sent here to make sure someone was alive essentially, and i was never contacted again. I guess to Vera i'm nothing but an expendable resource. I mean she didn't share any details with me and since I cant get a hold of her there are no strings attached..." Flora said flatly, she didn't usually get angry but this wasn't the first time Vera had abandoned her in a sense, but this time it was in some cult with who knows what. Flora wasn't happy with her friend, a horrible lover and an unreliable friend. Not really the best person she could have met but growing up in an orphanage in a crappy part of New York didn't leave many options to meet "Good" people, if there were any in this world. "Is there more you would like to ask me Mariah? If not i do have some questions of my own if your not to busy running the cult." Flora said a bit hesitantly, wondering if the woman planned to share anything with her. Then again it wouldn't be anything new for Flora, not even Zarred gave her any explanations when they spoke to each other, she was always kept in the dark as usual.
 
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Zarred unfolded his relaxed body, a body that no longer demanded sleep even though he just went a night without it. He didn't say anything out loud, but in his mind, he decided his reaction to Eric's argument. I will not ask for help from you or anyone else, I can and will do it on my own!, but part of him was somewhat convinced that they really COULD help. He held his tongue and started to pace around the office for a moment. He switched from detecting life to searching for death, "Do you remember anything they said or did in this room...Cece? When you were here...?" he spoke to her, turning his head sideways. Luckily, everyone in the room could see her, otherwise he'd be talking to thin air.


While Eric was at the door, speaking to Aurora, he decided to let the two of them be and actually focus on his mission for once. He was right in the office of the Cult Leader, and they must have left some sort of Artifact here, or perhaps another clue. If tuned, his sight could probably even pick up on ghostly residue and ectoplasm in the room, which would be useful for his investigation.


"Unveil to me what is hidden here, underneath the veil of twilight! Revela Obscurum." He spoke loudly, quickly, and firmly, knowing the chant would catch Eric's attention. It would be possible for him to halt his investigation, but that would also force him to divide his focus.
 
She ate her breakfast by herself, it was off that Trent hadn't shown up. Danielle was starting to worry about him, after not having seen him since the problem with Zarred... Of whom she had to capture a doctor for if she remembered correctly. Her food was standard; she usually tried to mix things up every couple days but after the first year she ran out of new things to try. The girl leaves the room, thinking about how she might capture her target.. Wait.. Didn't they already have a nurse? Maybe she could just capture her instead. No. That would be lazy, it would be best to clarify with Mariah before she did anything. While walking down the hall to back to her room, she pulls out her phone - Texting Mariah.


"Hey - Do you still want me to get you a doctor?"


Her thumb flicked to Trent's contact, hovering over it a moment before typing a message to him as well.


"Are you doing alright? Haven't seen you since Zarred turned me into a ghost for a bit."
 



  • "I see." Mariah said, her eyes closed as she tries to figure out the puzzle Flora was telling. Still a name, Vera, was better than nothing. She could have Eric ask around and see what his contacts could give up. "I'm sorry that happened to you. IT seems like being brought here was a ather cruel move on their part... I would like to extend your duties to using magic to assist my cause. If you swear to help me, I'll be more willing to give you a lot of free reign. I have need of gifted mages... Eric is gifted but he charges for every little thing, and I've promised not to do anything in exchange for his help... im a girl of my word after all."


    She pauses, tapping her eg. "You seem like a decent enough girl.... and we stil have to ecide yet another reward for you. I have a few ideas in mind but i would like to hear if you had anything as well.


    Feeling a phone tap, she looks at the message, quickly typing a response



@DARK7
 
Vance smiled as the woman left looking at the guards with guns. He tapped his foot a bit and said, "You boys don't mind if I have a bite to eat will you? It's been a long day with little food and my blood sugar gets all sorts of messed up." He said pulling out a chocolate bar without waiting for there awnser, seemly chill under the situation. He started singing slightly. "Give me a break, give me a break, give me a brake of that kit-kat bar." He broke off a chunk of the chocolate and offered some to the near by hooded figure, taking a bite from the piece he broke off. "So, what is you you lot do about here? I mean really, this operation seems too good for it not to be something big. Oh you going to blow something up? That's my favourite thing to do, or maybe start a riot? You got a pamphlet or something?" I'm not big on regional wars myself, I'm more of a revolutionary myself, but really you got to be standing for some idea." He said making small talk about the trade of what they do.
 
Flora tilts her head giving Mariah a curious look as a slight scent of daffodils began to waft through the room again. “Your being rather nice and understanding, weird that doesn’t happen very often. Well being on the receiving end at least.” Flora saying continuing to look over Mariah, the woman wanted her help with something. But Flora wanted some details as to what the woman was going to ask of her, the only hints she had were the 2 patients she treated. “I don’t have any problems with helping you, so long as i won’t be harming or oppressing anyone any one but i also would like some context for what i would be doing. I already had to stab Zarred and I would really prefer not to hurt others if thats not too much to ask Mariah.” Flora says a shiver going down her spine as she remembers the events of last night, seeing Zarreds dead like body in a pool of blood on the floor. “As for what i want, well i originally came here to help train any awakened and help them through the process into mage hood. I mean i at least had my parents to help and teach me the basics so for me it was pretty easy but i know others are not as well off.” Flora says with a bit of concern remember something she had seen in her time at the orphanage. On one particular case there was an awakened in the street s of New York, sadly the poor boy was a bit too open with it and one morning he was found to have been mauled to death in an alley. “Along with hat i also wanted to expand my arcane knowledge in the field of healing and life.” Flora said a bit hopeful that the woman may give her a chance to to study more. “But on another note, is Zarred ok? He looked pretty beat up to me so i was just wondering if he needed any treatment.” Flora said the concern more than evident in her voice. “I would prefer to have no one die if i can prevent it. I know he’s tough but everyone has there limits so I’m a bit concerned for him.” Flora said now starting to finally get up from her bed and do her morning stretches as she spoke. “I’ve seen so many untimely deaths occur in my years at the orphanage and I’ve also prevented a few but sometimes basic medical skills aren’t enough...” Flora said a hint of regret in her voice and her thoughts wandered a bit, she quickly gave her head a solemn shake bringing her self back tot eh present. “Hmm but theres no use dwelling on them, sometimes you truly are helpless no matter how hard you try.” Flora said finally turning back from her stretches to look at Mariah again. “Don’t you agree?"
 
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Zarred realized that there was surprising lack of death presence within the room of the cult leader who manipulated ghosts. Regardless, his mind focused and zoomed in on the bald statue. He attempted to scrutinize the resonance of the small statue. This would be somewhat difficult, since objects typically had a very dense resonance that was hard to see through. He tried to take his time to perform the investigation while Eric was distracted with Aurora. There was nothing the mage could do at this point besides distract him, since his spell was already in effect. He figured it would give him at least some answers if he could learn about the nature of the aura that imprisoned his girlfriend. So, he pressed on and focused on the broken statue.
 
To Mariah:


Is it urgent?


Ill check on the intruder we already have first.


Tell me if I'm needed above.


To Trent:


Im glad to hear you're doing good - Had to track down the medium before she escaped.


Apparently there's another intruder. Going to deal with them soon.


Danielle closed her phone screen, holding it in her hand as she walks into the room from before, seeing Zarred, Aurora and Eric.. Doing whatever the hell mages do. She made a quick nod to the two at the door, moving to slip around them. It was a wonder how small a space you could fit into without armor weighing you down all the time. Seeing Zarred, she tilted her head slightly; looking down at him with curiosity. "So. How the hell did this happen? Im afraid I got kind of.. Forced out of the loop." She glances back at Eric. "I could always ask him or Mariah, but I think it would be wise to hear what you have to say first." Danielle pauses for a moment, refocusing her gaze on him. "Am I wrong?" The knight was unarmored and without a weapon, appearing quite casually in front of her prisoner. A part of her hair lay just over the front of her shoulder, which the girl quickly pushed behind her.
 



  • The guards seemed to like the newcomer, which was rather odd considering they usually shot intruders on sight. Did that happen often? no but it was still fun for them to think about. One of the guards accepted the chocolate with a shrug, popping it into his mouth. "Ya, we're revolutionaries of a sort... scientifical ones. We believe that any advancements should be unregulated, anything should be done to advance your cause. We're the Children of Spirit, we plan is to transcend the boundaries humanity has set on us... we will fight the fates god handed down to us! ...Not the biggest of stuff and at first i didn't want to but... I gotta admit this is kind of exciting!"


    "Right?" Another figure agreed. "It feels goo to actually be contributing to something like this... besides, regular life was too boring... it helps that we have a sexy leader."


    There was a general mutter of agreement there, and a sigh. "You seem pretty chill, intruder. I hope we don't have to kill you"


 
Zarred felt a bit of relief when Eric left the room. He wasn't comfortable casting more spells until he was out of sensory range, and in a quick motion his eyes shifted hue slightly from white to dark grey as he altered his sight to be more attuned into objects. Danielle would recognize it as the same sight he attempted to use in her car. "Objecta Obscura." He spoke another phrase loudly and then proceeded to speak more normally towards Danielle.


He admired to himself how responsible and well put together she looked even without her armour. He couldn't help but find her eyes striking as well. Whenever they talked, he was always impressed by her strong presence.


"Things happened. Everyone already knows by now that I'm an agent...and I screwed up." he sighed, and didn't look at her. His mystic eyes were trained on the statue. "I don't trust you enough to tell you everything...you'd just run off to your...sire. She embraced you, didn't she...? That Mariah. You've always spoken about her, and I can understand why now..." He blushed suddenly with an accompanying awkward pause, "...She's really wonderful, but I've always guessed that your bond was a bit too deep to be friendly. Am I right?"


He mirrored the words that she spoke last, and would press her for information in almost a demanding and straightforward way as he stoically observed the broken object. He didn't flinch very much for a human, and he had the balls to ask the knight to her face if she was a vampire now. He had nothing left to lose, and after seeing who the real big dog was around here in terms of power, she was now a small fry to him. Given what he knew about vampires, he knew that she must have a strong connection to the woman, and now he was no longer afraid to confirm his theory. He had wanted to ask her weeks, and he was always confused as to how his senses didn't pick up on her status. He didn't want to die with any lingering mysteries left in his mind, so he took a shot in the dark and hoped that she wouldn't shoot back.


He dusted off his crumpled suit that was covered with pins with his sleeved hand, still able to focus on other tasks while he scrutinized.


@Zayuz
 
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Flora Nodded, accepting Mariahs explanation but of course she would have to see it first hand to judge for herself what was going on. After all they were an under the radar cult so of course Flora would have some suspicion of them. The people she had treated were very kind toward the nurse, they seemed like normal people honestly. "Alright i understand. Ghosts never really were my thing but i guess ill have to see when i have the chance."


Flora gave Mariah a warm smile. "I'm glad everything seems to be working out Mariah. I hope to speak with you more later on." The girls cheerful attitude seemed to have now returned to normal. She would press Mariah for more questions but it seemed that the woman was busy with something more urgent than the nurse based on how she had replied on her phone. Not to mention by now it was more than obvious that Mariah was a vampire, no pulse when they had hugged and she had seen her try to force feed Zarred her blood. Flora liked the woman and considered them on good terms and a friend but she would still have to tread carefully. She knew how to use her Fathers Kukri but she didn't train to fight with magic and even in her free time while others would train to fist fight in the orphanage Flora had been the one girl who chose to stay on the side line and treat there injuries.


Floras eyes lit up when Mariah had asked her to go and tend to someones injuries, at least the woman trusted her that much. "Um sure thing, i just have to go grab a medical kit from the infirmary and check in on my patients and ill head right down. I hope its not too urgent." Flora said Putting on a pair of white jeans and a grassy green blouse getting ready to head out she grabbed her cell phone and Kukri, putting the phone in her pocket and attaching the knife to the waist line of her jeans, ready for use if needed. She wasn't really bothered with changing her clothes in front of Mariah i mean int he orphanage so many girls would be packed in the same room you got used to it. Besides it wasn't as if Flora was showing her whole form choosing to keep her undergarments on for obvious reasons. "Ah, i"m glad to be here too Mariah." Flora said smiling as she got her shoes on finally standing up ready to leave. "Anything else i should know before i head out?" Flora asked making sure she was prepared for her tasks ahead.
 
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Danielle looked to Eric, nodding. "You can take a rest. I'll wake you if he tries anything stupid." She listens intently to the Punk as he avoided her question. He was still injured; which was interesting. Was he.. Stabbed? How had she not notice this before?


She pauses for a moment after his return question, narrowing her eyes at him and smiling faintly. "Well that doesnt tell me nearly as much as I would like to hear.. If you're wondering though, my relationship with Mariah is quite friendly. She's my superior, but we're still close. ..Not as close as I would like, but I'll take what I can get." Danielle makes a small sigh, the longing evident in her voice. "Im pretty sure she knows, not that it changes anything." The girl sat down in front of him, laying her legs to the side and focusing her gaze on him. Putting herself on equal height with him was always good.. She'd rather leave the intimidation to Eric anyways.


"With that being said.. You didn't actually tell me anything. I dont need to know who you're with per say.. I can leave that to Eric. But.. Why? What were you even trying to accomplish? What's going on that is so important that you would die for it?" Her eyes wander to his broken thumb, then to his stab wound. "..We have a nurse here. If you answer my questions I'll let her take a look at you. ..I do appreciate that you sent me to some spirit realm rather than hurting me.. That means you can't mean too much harm." She says hopefully, giving him a weak smile.
 
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