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 Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 5:47 pm
Lucien looked towards Demios as he pointed the glaive at Thomas while he did not blame him for having a hostile demenor towards him he still spoke up. "Demios put your pride behind you, none of us are here to fight, you pointing weapons at Thomas isn't going to ease the tension." Lucien raised an eyebrow at the sound of crushing wood. He looked towards Cecilia as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. "Cecilia?" He asked as she let out a loud screeching noise, one that matched with the gravity that now slammed into them. Lucien felt the chair under him break. He grunted as his mind began to race as his eyes suddenly became their piercing yellow, his pupils became slits as he looked up. In response with her increased gravitational pull downward Lucien slammed his hand into the ground as a pulse of telekinetic as well as sonic energy flared up from his body the sound of a loud humming noise came from his body as the field widened in a dome shape around him and the surrounding few people beside of him. He looked up as he began to focus and increase the radius what he was doing was defying gravity, muh in the way his telekinesis allowed him to fly and throw objects and his sonic attacks allowed him to repel and force objects without touching them he was applyingt he principle to repeling gravity. He stood up and looked towards Cecilia. He let out a loud exhale as his dome began to spread throughout the room. He heard the sounds again of cracking wood and looked to his side as Sibal's body broke through the floor, well what was one going to expect? he was already over half a ton in weight and with the added gravity he may as well have been a bus. He let the thought go, he knew Sibal was fine his bone structure allowed him to traverse worse conditions than this with ease. He looked around at the others. "Is everyone alright?!" he shouted over the sound of Cecilia screaming.
Anderson felt his body being forced downward by Cecilia's power. Immediately a silver wisp shot from his chest, it took a much smaller form of his ethereal dragon which let out a loud roar, the dragon much like Anderson had spatial adaption powers meaning gravity was one of the qualities in it's control. As the dragon negated the gravitational pull over Anderson and for the people that were immediately around it it did nothing more than that.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 5:52 pm
The battle for clean purification never stopped for Sakura, her war on dust and dirt raged more furiously every day. mind things were a great deal easier after her first initial bombardment in the shack, but just because the large mess and clutter had died down did not mean that Sakura could rest, ohhh no, not with the dust and microscopic germs scurrying about trying to make their way into her body to infect her making her sick and weak and lible to died, oh no she was not going to give them the chance!
A sudden disturbance in the ocean water around L's island made Sakura shake a little as she finished whipping off L's spotless cabinets,"wait a that hurricane is still several days off the coast, what is going on?" she said to herself taking her time away from her work to walk outside just as the waters were calming, "ah did that looser leave? good now i can actually get some work done, i really don't like your choice in apprentice L, he is a real mess that one" she snorted as she watched the receding flash of an apprentice.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 6:32 pm
Thomas simply raised his head a little ways when Demios pointed his toy at him. According to both himself and Che, this weapon had potential and any other he could create would also have the potential to stop a Herald. Unaffected the by the motion, Thomas lowered his gaze to the teen when he pulled away his weapon and smiled. Above the table, his right shoulder seemed to just roll as if the dark man had a tightenend muscle. Below, his right hand was just releasing his revolver which had been pointed at Demios.
"I knew I picked the right people for my team. Good job Demios. You know now that that we'll be catering to you now...getting you all the items you need and whatnot. Do you think you'll need a lightbulb to make Tim's weap--" Just as the mood of the room was lightening up, Cecilia, the Cosmic Owl was thrown into a screaming fit by something no one could see. Once the sensation overcame her, Roulin's body surged with an unfamiliar force. He could sense her fear, but not her headache. He was counting himself lucky for that.
The gravity of the room barred down on them all sending himself, Thomas and Che plummeting into the ground below. Lucien was already on damage control by the time Roulin had made his way to Cecilia. Just over her fallen body was Che still trying to scramble to his feet and behind the two was Thomas laying against the ground waiting for this event to end. Cecilia screaming was deafening, but Roulin had to know what was going on. Using his telepathy, he dove into her mind and found the atrocities that kept her in this state. Seeing to much, he began to work towards snapping her back to reality from the inside.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 6:49 pm
XxHakaxX ((TFP---Raven))
Raven stared at the blueprints with a plain expression. She ignored the small clouds of dust that puffed upwards towards the heaven and listened closely to what Soliel had to say. The French woman nodded every now and then as the Lava Owl spoke. He and his small team had done well….very well in fact. No mistaking that minor detail. Her attention was stolen away from the blueprints when Timothy spoke. She raised one delicate eyebrow at the new piece of information and simply smiled. “Is that so?” She mused while she pondered in silent thought. Soliel spoke once again, explaining the down side to what would have been an exceptional plan….what could still be an exceptional plan.
“Well now…you have been very busy, Soliel.” Raven began while leaning forwards and staring at the Exire plans once again. “So very busy.....” she all but whispered before bringing her gaze upwards and resting it upon those gathered in her office. “So what you are saying is that we need to either capture one of the titled one's or gain custody of Victoria…Hmm?” She stood up and flicked her long, if not slightly annoying blonde hair out of her face and laughed… “Either way…it seems we need to pack up some gear and go on a nice little hunting trip…” Her eyes narrowed and distorted her pretty face until it seemed somewhat dark and twisted “For Exire to rise again we need one of the titled or Victoria…a limited selection. But…a delicious one none the less.”
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 6:54 pm
Someone was attempting to mentally pull her back into the present. Slowly, the vision before the young Cosmic Owl disappeared and the Meeting Room reappeared. However, it seemed to be in a small state of disarray with the table and chairs broken and everyone either on the floor or just getting up off the floor. Her eyes returned to their normal teal hue, yet there was an expression of fear within them. She then uttered three words that most likely made no sense to anyone. "Exire...blueprints...battleship..." Did she really see such a vision?
What did it mean? Looking at the floor, she spoke in more complete sentences. "I'm not too sure what I just saw....I-It was Exire, but...it had risen into the sky again. I also saw a set of blueprints as well, but I couldn't read them. After that...Exire...it seemed different. In my vision...it wasn't just an island...it was some sort of battleship." Cecilia closed her eyes as a wave of nausea consumed her and swallowed a few times before she opened her eyes again and struggled to stand.
She made her way over to the wall and braced herself against it in order to hold herself up and prevent herself from falling, but her knees were shaking rather violently and sweat poured down her forehead and face, and onto her neck. She clenched her fists to keep her hands from shaking too hard. Taking a deep, shaking breath, she spoke again. "I've had visions before. But they've never had this affect on me before." She looked up at those in the room and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry for interrupting the meeting. I can't exactly control it. It's a bit...what's the word I'm looking for...spontaneous? Yeah, we'll just go with that."[
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 7:05 pm
Now that the danger had passed Lucien let out a small sigh of relief. "Well, that was fun." He said with another smile. "Nothing like a spontaneous blast of energy to really wake you up." He said as his eyes returned to their natural shade. He looked over at Cecilia and then at Amara. "Amara, you're a rather gifted individual, one who taught me how to astroproject, can you help her with her visions?" He asked. Looking at the area he thought for a moment. "Well this just won't do." He said as he looked at the mess. "Sibal you alright?" He shouted towards the hole in the floor.
"Functions: 100%" The mechanical voice called from the hole.
"Thank you." He called back into the hole. He knew that wood and paper weren't exactly the same thing infact the only thing they shared was that paper came from wood, not much he could do as far as getting the furniture back to the way it was, but then that was just life. He looked towards Cecilia, when whe said her three words Lucien's interest was perked. "Exire, blueprints, and a battleship? How interesting." He walked over to her. "Well even if you don't know what they mean I may be able to sort that out." He said as he looked at her with a smile. "All we'd need is a telepath to connect us and I could see if I can't decifer the rather cryptic message you've left us." He reached into his pocket, feeling the familiar touch of a cold metal object he wrapped his hand around it. Pulling it out it was the lighter Dante had given him years ago. He smiled, flicking the top open he pressed down and ignited the black flame. "This thing never seems to run out of gas." Lucien allowed the flame to die out as he flicked it shut and placed it back in his pocket.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 7:46 pm
The sudden and dramatic change of gravity in the room brought Erin to her hands and knees on the floor. The pressure from it was unbelieveable, even with Anderson's dragon entity blocking some of it. When it was over, Erin slowly looked up and forced herself to her feet. "What in the world... was that!?" she asked aloud, mostly to herself as everyone was focused on Cecilia as she had been the one to lose control with her vision. As she llistened to what was being said, Erin began to think that maybe she could finally be of at least some help now. Taking a tiny half-step forward, Erin managed to find the courage to speak up, her voice soft and hesitant. "Um... Excuse me, but... Can I volunteer to help? I am a telepath, so... If Cecilia is willing to let me... I could try to draw out a copy of the blueprint so we can all see it...?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 7:58 pm
Cecilia found herself gazing up at Lucien as he approached her. Perhaps she was hallucinating, but he seemed to be...smiling. He didn't strike Cecilia as the type who smiled very much. She looked at him warily. But who could blame her? Despite the fact that they were working together, did not mean that she had to trust him completely. "I don't know if I'd feel comfortable with someone being inside my mind. There are a few...personal thoughts and memories residing in there that I don't want anyone to see." It was then that Erin spoke up. It was the first time she had heard the shy young woman speak since she had met her. Cecilia directed her gaze towards everyone else. Perhaps if one of them could decipher the blueprints, it would bring them closer to solving a mystery, which was what they had on their hands right now. "Well...as long as you promise not to invade my other thoughts, then I will allow you to do this," she said speaking to the Artistic Owl. Despite the permission she had given Erin, she still did not take kindly to someone being within her mind.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 8:06 pm
Lucien laughed a little and stood up straight. "Oh, a brush of the cold shoulder? Don't worry I understand I'm not exactly the person with trust written all over their face. I'm Death afterall." He just shook his head but smiled nontheless. "I understand in some of your eyes I am still the monster who terrorized the world and whose calculating attitude drove nearly every person away from him. I don't expect my change of heart to sink in quickly, I'd doubt it if some of you ever truly moved on, but that's the grave I dug for myself so I have to lay in it." He stepped back to allow Erin through, his skills weren't exactly helpful in this scenario, "Wow I realized how ironic that sounded." He said referring to his last grave statement, death lying in a grave? That was a bit of a contradiction. He thought Cecilia was a bit reclusive, rather guarded about her thoughts but then again they all were about certain things everyone had something that they didn't want anyone else to see secrets that were only meant for their eyes and ears.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 8:47 pm
Roulin finally rose to his feet following Cecilia's incident. It appeared as though she had a vision involving Exire, a blueprint and the whole thing being raised again. This was news to the Life Owl. A blueprint? For what could these guys need a blueprint? Possibly to get the island up and running. Like they really needed when they had the Heralds. Walking over to Erin, Lucien and Cecilia, the detective felt something beneath his foot. It was cylindrical so after a brief mistep, he corrected himself, but not before musing a few curses. What he'd stepped on was a bullet. A very long one. Apparently, it was fitted to be shot out of a sniper rifle and to pierce any target it may hit. This bullet had only one purpose and that was to kill swiftly.
He lifted the bullet from the ground and with his psychometric abilities, he studied the bullet. Thanks to his power, the information that surrounded the massive projectile flowed into him. Anything the bullet had been through, in seconds, so had he. It's creater down to it's most recent shooter and it's most recent target...
"Oh my god...someone get a damn muzzle on that b***h! The next time she screams like that, we might become pancakes!" Che barked as he finally stumbled to his feet. The first thing he went to was a wall. He'd spent alot of energy just trying to stand up when Cecilia decided to have her fit so it was a task just getting to the wall. When he got there and exhaled a satisfaction laced breath, he noticed that Roulin was holding a bullet. Startled, Che went to pat himself down. The bullet he'd been holding was now in Roulin's hands. From the look on his face, he could tell his son had Psychometry and was now studying the little missle. He could tell that he knew that it was Thomas that shot Cecilia and killed Aaliyah. "Goddamn it..." mumbled Che as he telekinetically pulled the projectile from his son's iron grip. "Let's try not to start a fight here, alright? That's the last thing we need is going stupid because of something that doesn't matter."
Roulin's expression was one of immense disatisfaction. His father's raspy whisperings wasn't going to make things any better for him. It was him that neglected to tell him that Thomas had quite a bit to do with Cecilia's injury and Aaliyah's death. But why did he tell him sooner? To protect this fake friendship everyone had going all of a sudden? Brushing himself off, Roulin took a seat at the table not facing his father nor looking at Thomas. He just stared out the window, his purpler eyes filling more and more with rage by the second.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:03 pm
Erin was relieved to hear Cecilia's acceptance of her offer. Mostly because she had been expecting someone to either shoot her idea down, or have someone ask why she hadn't mentioned the telepathy until now. Though, she could definitely understand the Cosmic Owl's request not to invade her personal thoughts and memories. The younger twin gave Cecilia her trademark kind smile. "I understand. I don't plan to invade anyone's privacy without their permission." she replied as she slowly moved past Lucien when he stepped aside to allow her to go to Cecilia. It wasn't that she was afraid of Lucien or anything. This was just how Erin treated everyone: equally. Once standing in front of Cecilia, Erin held out her right hand saying, "Besides, I'll only be looking through your most recent thoughts. The ones you've had during the last -- Oh, say... ten to fifteen minutes, which should cover more than the time it took to have that vision. Now, take hold of my hand and I'll be ready to start. I promise it won't hurt in the least." Erin stated with another gentle smile.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:16 pm
Cecilia's left eyebrow rose at Lucien's statement. He was very observant. Then agian, given his reputation, she wasn't too surprised. Turning her attention away from him, she laid her eyes upon Roulin who appeared to be holding an expression of dissatisfaction. However, before she could ask him if anything was wrong, the dissatisfaction turned into an expression of rage. It was on the tip of her tongue to ask him what was wrong, but her conscience told her to wait until they were alone to ask him. With a sigh, she turned back to Erin and nodded as she took the Artistic Owl's hand into her own. "Fine then, let's get this over with." WIth the way she was speaking, it was as if she was about to get a shot and wanted it to end as quickly as possible.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:36 pm
As soon as Cecilia took hold of her hand, Erin didn't waste any more time. Letting out an inaudible sigh, she closed her eyes and cleared her mind of all other thoughts besides the task at hand. She then began to sort through Cecilia's memories and thoughts from the past few minutes of the meeting: from when it started and up until the vision had occurred. It was like running through a movie on fast forward until she found the point in the memory she wanted.
But once she found what she was looking for, Erin slowed the vision down so she could try to replicate the images she saw in Cecilia's mind in her own mind so she could draw it out after this. Once she was ready, Erin withdrew her connection with Cecilia's mind and opened her eyes slowly and halfway. She was looking down at her feet now, and couldn't really remember when she had done that. But that was besides the point. Blinking away her moment of slight uncertainty, Erin picked her head up and smiled at Cecilia. "Alright. Thank you, Cecilia." Erin told the Cosmic Owl before releasing her hold on the other girl's hand. She then turned to face the meeting room table. "Anyone have a piece of paper? I'll draw out what I saw." she asked the people in the room.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:39 pm
The boy smiled at Vincent "Ah I see, I always find music to be a good escape from ones problems" He said. He then continued to listen to him "Ohhh France, really? I've always wanted to go visit France...but with the way things are here I doubt I'll ever get to see it" He said sounding sad at the end. When Vincent introduced himself the boy smiled a bit "Nice to meet you Vincent I'm Locke" he said. He paused for a moment "My parents told me to be careful with new people....they say that they could be owls...and owls are dangerous" He said with a frown and looked at him "....do all people from France look like you" He said as he reached and touched one of his piercings before pulling his hand back.
Demios was caught off guard by Cecilia's outbreak from her vision. When it finally was over Demios dusted himself off as he stood. "Wow lets not do that again" He said. He returned his glaive to an amulet and took a seat. He decided it was probably best to just let them handle the vision.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:43 pm
The sorrow in Roulin's eyes, expression and demeanor was enough for Che to know that he'd made a bad choice with his son. Where was Moli with the damage control when he needed him? Deciding it'd be best to let Roulin think things over, Che turned his attention to the seance that was taking place only feet in front of him. Now able to stand, hepushed off of the wall and walked over to the two girls unbuttoning his shirt. "Paper? I heard someone ask for paper..." He only undid the top three buttons. That gave him enough room to remove a sheet of paper from his upper chest. Once the stationary was removed, it lost it's metallic resilience and simply fell limp like any other sheet would. "There you are Erin. And try not to waste it alright? That was part of my body shield," said the mastering owl as he redid his buttons with a single hand.
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