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 Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 12:13 am
(U.N.S)╔══════════════╗
The Clock Owl
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Diana Marone
▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Listening to Mr. Thomas she began to nod her head to everything he said, but still confused and nervous of the fact that if she arrived in Europe she would die. So the old man who gave her the ticket was trying to kill her. I'm glad this man averted my flight, I don't want to get killed yet. Slowly picking up her luggage, she began to look through her glasses and began to notice a smudge in the left side. Slowly dropping her luggage she began to take her glasses off and began to huff twice as steam would appear, using her left sleeve she began to clean her glasses and began to place them back on with her two hands, then she began to pick up her luggage and started to straighten her outfit to look a bit more appealing since this was a partial introduction. Thinking she began to wait for Mr. Thomas to get things rolling. "I understand, I'm glad you averted my plane. So what is your plan Mr. Thomas? and how can I aid you?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 12:27 am
Roulin's warm embrace was broken when he moved from the window to the bed. Tiredly, he sat down and finally got around to putting his pallid silk shirt on. After sighing, he looked up at Cecilia with a grin, then scooted backward onto the bed. Once again, he rested his head upon the pillow and stared up at the ceiling in thought. "Yeah, this place is better than America by quite a bit. It's calmer," admitted the owl of life. "It's easier on the eyes and the nose....the air here is cleaner. If nothing happens tomorrow, then we'll pick out a spot. I've learned how to teleport rather far now so a search is possible." Lacing his fingers over his stomach now, Roulin closed his eyes and exhaled in ecstasy. "You know...you still have a bedtime story to tell me. I think I've heard it before, but a refresher wouldn't hurt."
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"Well now, yer welcome Ms. Marone." Thomas replied, his country accent oozing from each word. Standing up from his chair, he looked around making sure that no one had seen the woman's display of power. Most of the people in the area was on his side, but those who weren't would've tried to kill the both of them immediately. After lowering dark eyes upon the Clock Owl, Thomas went on. "You can aid me by taking this...here." From his left pocket, the Owl of Death pulled a small, slender, but rather long USB device. Detaching it at the middle revealed that it was two data holders. Handing them to the girl, he continued, saying, "Take these and protect them with your life alright? These are backup drives. If our databanks were to ever be erased or destroyed, these guys will still have all the info lost. Now that that's over, we have two choices Diana. Either are up to you. I can either fit you with some firearms and we go to Rome to help....or I can go to Rome and you can remain here or somewhere safe. Either way, I gotta to go fight."
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 12:43 am
Cecilia felt Roulin's embrace leave her. She turned around and saw him making himself comfortable upon the bed. Leaving her spot by the window she walked through the bed as well laid down, resting her head against the fluffy pillow that she had claimed. Her jade green eyes seemed to light up when Roulin mentioned the two of them picking out a spot for their Summer Villa. Yet, her elation was short-lived as Roulin asked her to tell that same story again of how she had gotten the scar that was across her torso. Why was he asking her to relive something so painful? She looked down at her hands and took a deep breath before she began. "I was around eighteen when it happened. I met a young man who was a human, but he didn't judge our kind, Owls....I liked him immediately. Soon, that like developed into love. He invited me to come live with him. We made love quite frequently, but we weren't exactly very cautious. When I found out I was pregnant, I was scared and excited at the same time. My boyfriend was as well. But what I didn't count on was my powers interfering. You see, my powers seem to grow at an alarmingly rapid rate. The child that was growing inside my body could not handle the massive increase in my mutation."
It was then that Cecilia's voice began to tremble as tears gathered underneath the lids of her eyes. "I-I did everything I could to suppress my powers long enough at least until after the baby was born, but I couldn't. When it came time for me to have the child, I was rushed to the hospital. The doctors tried to perform a Cesarean Section on me, but when they finally pulled the baby from me, it had already been too late. M-My own child was stillborn, killed by this mutation of mine. My boyfriend abandoned me after that calling me a monster. He said that it should have been me who was killed. I'm beginning to think he was right. This scar is a reminder that what happened was not just a nightmare," Cecilia said placing a finger next to the scar upon her torso. She did not start sobbing hysterically, but tears rolled down her cheeks as a lump tore at her throat
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 1:19 am
Roulin lay motionless and still. His efforts now were all towards listening to Cecilia speak of her rather rocky past with a foolish boy. From her, he learned she was happy before she met him, but briefly until the incident that gave her her scar took place. The Owl's features contorted into a frown when she mentioned that her previous boyfriend left her because of her rapidly growing mutation. There were things in life that people could not control. What may come of them wasn't a factor in deciding whether or not they were monsters. In the case of the girl at his side, she was far from that. Roulin allowed her to continue while keeping quiet throughout the painful recollection. As she concluded, Roulin could hear sobbing coming from her. His closed eyes opened and he was met with the very image he imagined. Swallowing a knot, Roulin felt that hadn't he asked her to talk about it, she wouldn't have been brought to this point. It was then that he sat up beside her and delivered a tender kiss to her lips.
"Cecilia," called Roulin as he scooted over to her. "Cecilia, you're not a monster alright? Surely, you're one of the kindest people I know..." To punctuate his apology, the owl of life planted a soft kiss atop the painful scar as if to say that it was nothing at all. "Listen, you can't change the past alright? That...guy...is gone now and you're with us. With me. Scars or not, you're still no monster."
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:27 am
((Time skip by ONE DAY: Time is 12:45 PM)) ((TFP---Raven))
It was the start of a new day; Raven and her team had already been awake for a few hours now. They had work to do and so they had left the hotel rather early, earlier than some would like to even consider thinking about. Raven had not slept; she had been far to occupied with arranging every little detail until the plan was full proof. Timing, knowing the location in and out, who worked there, what their jobs were so on so forth. Where was it that the team of rejects and outcasts were heading? To a T.V station of course; Why? Because it was about time they started spreading their message in Europe….well, what Raven had planned would see them go global.
It was not actually that hard getting into the station and to where all the filming, recording and airing took place. This was one message that was going to be livestreamed, aired on TV and half if not all Radio stations will be interrupted and forced to listen to what it was Raven and her team had to say. Raven figured that the reason it had been so easy for her to get in was because people here only cared about one thing, and that was their ratings. Besides, they would only be killed should they not comply with her request. Ah, but then again…they will end up dead when all is said and done. “Filthy humans...” Everything was in place and ready. The other members of TFP were scattered around the building, some making sure that their message was aired during the whole time, others keeping an eye on those approaching the building.
“You go live in 5…4…3…2…1…”
“Good morning my fellow Owls, I stand here today with a message; a message that has long been overdue. Since the beginning of time the humans have been the ones in power. Generations of our kind have been ridiculed, abused and slaughtered at a wave of their greedy money grabbing hands, and I say enough is enough…It is time we stood up and claim what we so badly deserve.” Raven gaze was unwavering as she stared into the camera. Determination seeped through every pore as she kept the building rage under control. There was no point in screaming at the camera, she needed to remain in control and professional….for now at least. “I and my team have already taken action but we alone are not enough to bring about this change.”
“We fight for a better world in which Owls can live in without the fear of being killed in our own homes. Why should we be the ones to hide all our lives? Why should we be made to feel ashamed for being what we are? Look at yourself then look at those around you, we are the ones with the power, power that they fear…that they want and what they can never have.” Raven narrowed her eyes as her hands clenched into fists. “We are not doing this for our own selfish reasons; we are doing this to help those like us. Do not hide away in the shadows like diseased vermin; step out into the light and stand proud. It only takes one to make a stand, one to make others see what the right path of action truly is. You are not alone in this we have you backs.”
Raven stood up from her seat, the camera following her every movement. “Do not sit back and wait for death, pain and discrimination to find you. Now is the time for our race to be the ones in power. Let us turn the tables on the humans. Let us show them what it has been like living in the shadows.” She stared long and hard into the camera as she prepared to wrap things up with a few more words. “Brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers and our precious children; I came here today with a message and I now make an appeal; stand with us. Stand and with me and fight for our freedom.…. My name is Raven, leader of the Fallen Phoenix’s…and we fight for you.”
~End of transmission~
Raven let out a breath of air that she had been holding in throughout her speech. She felt her shoulders relax as the pressure was let of a tiny amount. She glanced around the studio before exiting the suddenly clammy room. “Task complete” She only hoped her little message was enough to start a domino effect…she was pretty confident that it would be. Now the only ones who could prove troublesome in her journey to the top were the blasted UNS and their dogs. Of course, there were also the Night Owls and Roulin’s little team. But, with Raven’s increasing number of allies…things were moving in her favour. She glanced towards a few Fallen Phoenix members before muttering two words “Kill them.” The crew at the station had fulfilled their task, they were no longer needed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:53 am
Aeon had partied until she fell last night. She had woke up only to throw up in the toilet. Her head was pounding and she felt worse than the day before. She was kind of cold, and grabbed a light hoodie to warm herself up. Moli was asleep in the bed, and she slowly turned on the television for some entertainment. As she watched a broadcast appeared on her screen. Her eyes widened, it was Raven. What was she talking about? As she tuned in, she began to tap the bed. "Moli...Moli...Moli...wake up!!!...we have trouble" she said to him. "Raven...she's taken over the television!" she said to him.Sabrina's eyes opened slightly as she looked outside. There was a thunderstorm out, and rain and lightning could be seen. Sabrina had taken a shower and was now drying off. She ran a brush through her long red hair as she opened up the window, enjoying the sound of rain coming down. Last night was magical and she could only see things getting better from now. As the television was blasting in the background, she turned around to see Raven. "Timothy...I think it's time that we get back to work" she said to him.Sebastian was in the corner listening to Raven's speech. He had to admit that he was impressed by the young OWls words....where was she thirty years ago though? As the crew was killed, he closed his eyes. He knew what would be next...total anarchy in the streets of Europe. He remained seated in the station until he was called upon by Raven.Amara had awaken alone in her hotel room as she pulled out a picture of Lucien. He didn't make it...but she couldn't stay in her feelings for too long. Yawning, she ordered room service for some breakfast, she was famished. The young psion's head was hurting and the baby was kicking like no other. As she turned on her television, she had seen the broadcast of Raven's announcement. Getting dressed she opened the window, she would investigate what was going on, and check out the scenery on the streets, she knew that the announcement alone would throw Europe into an uproar. Leaping from the balcony she telekineticly flew above the city. She would look for the Fallen Phoenix, and at least see what they were up to and why...Europe of all places was the last place a civil war needed to happen.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 4:02 am
Cecilia slept peacefully that night in Roulin's arms. For the first time, she was not plagued by nightmares of her past. Yet, she had no idea that so much would change the next day. She awoke the next morning to the sound of the television and a familiar voice speaking on it. Sitting up slowly and rubbing her eyes, she saw Roulin sitting on the bed gazing at the screen intensely. The Cosmic Owl followed his gaze, her eyes widening when she recognized the young woman as Raven, the leader of TFP. Yet, she kept a calm demeanor as she listened to Raven's speech, her eyes narrowing. When the transmission ended, Cecilia still didn't remove her eyes from the screen, but spoke to Roulin who was beside her. "So she's trying to rally enough Owls to her cause to create an army and anyone who opposes her will face death." Despite what had been said in the broadcast, the Azure Owl was surprisingly calm during it all. She had learned long ago that panicking would only lead to terrible things. The morning came quickly. Lorna's time with Soliel had been an unforgettable one. Yet, now they were here on business. Lorna stood at the station beside Soliel as Raven sent her broadcast. Her eyes gleamed madly. How many Owls would join them in arms? How many would oppose them? How many humans would stand against them? These questions and more plagued the Polaris Owl, but she remained silent. Yes, this was what TFP had been waiting for. When the broadcast was over, Lorna's eyes shifted over to Soliel. "So it begins," she said in a cryptic tone of voice before three daggers formed from the rings on her fingers. With a quick flick, they flew towards a few of the human crew members. They had done their part. The blades flew at such a high speed that they were just quick blurs. There were gasping sounds as the crew members that she had struck fell to the floor. She decided not to waste anything fancy on them. They had not been worth it. She had also decided not to kill all of them for once. She wanted to give the others a chance to have a tiny bit of fun. Summoning her daggers from the bodies, she morphed them back into rings and allowed them to slide back onto her fingers.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 4:55 am
Moli only opened a single eye when Aeon yelled at him to wake up. Unlike his brother, he couldn't heal so the alcohol he drank wasn't synthesized as quickly. In other words, the irresponsible Herald now had a hangover due to his drinking last night. Aeon apparently did to for she was throwing up moments ago. "Oh my god.....Aeon, c'mon...I'm trying to sleep...." The projector's words had to sit with him for a minute or two before he understood the severity of what was taking place. Raven...had taken over the television. Bewildered now, Moli sat up. Thankfully, the sun was blocked out by overcast so his eyes didn't have to go through that pain. "Raven has wha....ooohhhh. Wow, she's seriously ******** up now...this is not good.....gotta call dad or Roulin or someone...." With haste, Lomoli rolled over in the bed twice to reach the other side where his pants and phone was. Unfortunately, due his intoxicated state, he ended up rolling off of the bed onto the floor with a thump. Through it all, he managed to get his phone though. "Pro at this...don't worry Aeon! We're gonna be on it in no time alright!?"
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"You're right..." Timothy replied to Sabrina after she arose from her slumber and took a gander and the television. There was Raven, the Oracle, professing that all Owls oppressed by the England rule needed to stand up and fight. Good tactical move, but only if she had a full plan. The overcast, Timothy hoped, would be enough for her to fight with and beneath. Then again, she had them. The Heralds to protect her. Holding a hand out, Timothy said, "Wait. Only when things get to a point will we attack. The first phase of this battle is not ours....things should go well thanks to Thomas's absence....there's no way we can lose this fight today." A grin grew on the electromagnetic Herald's face as he thought about the outcome. Looking over his shoulder at Sabrina, The Earth Herald, he added triumphantly, "Today is the day. The beginning of the end...get us to the outskirts of Rome and mask your power. We'll be close, but out of striking distance."
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Che had managed to get back to his hotel room in one piece last night. If the Karaoke bar and it's two magical singers didn't kill him, then either Will or Kate would've. As an apology to her, he let her take the bed while he took the floor and a nearby chair. Will, whom Che later that night deemed 'The King of Blocking' was given the couch. Sleeping wasn't an easy task for the Italian, but he managed somehow. He'd been in far worse positions than that. "Welp...looks like we've got ourselves a job huh Dante?" asked Che to the imaginary spirit of his deceased brother. Only in times of solitude and contemplation did the dandelion haired man find himself musing to nothing. Looking over to the room Kate was in, he only nodded. Surely, she was awake. She seemed like the type to never sleep. Hopefully she got some rest in though. Today was a day for war and Che's mindset was playing defense until an opportunity presented itself. Taking up about four decks of playing cards he'd found, he went to shuffling them as the whacked activist owl went on with her speech...
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Soliel's smirk never left his face as long as Raven spoke. The passion to save their kind echoed through her words and once again filled him with the drive to follow through with all of this. The humans in the room were shivering, crying scared of what was going to happen next. One man just sat with an expression that spelled out perfectly what was going through his mind. He knew he was going to die once this was over and surely, if he had a gun, he'd blown his brains out then and there. It was too late though. Raven gave the signal and he rushed the Magma Owl. Rolling his eyes, he simply changed form. Next, he passed over the man, enveloping his body like arid summer breeze, then reformed behind him. The man's fist was burned away, his skin was burned to cinders, though parts of him was still dripping. He fell to his knees, dead already, then onto his face in a pasty, wet thump. "Yes. It begins today. First America, the heart of the world...now England." Soliel's grin widened to something almost jovial and his eyes glistened redder and redder as his body heated up. He was ready for this....ready for revolution...
~~~
Roulin had just finished brushing his teeth when Raven's message was displayed across the television. Apparently, she had hijacked the station and used it to do this. The Owl of Life was impressed, but he wasn't moved in the same way other Owls would soon be. In the back of his mind, he knew that he agreed with how she felt about the ordeal between humans and owls, but this wasn't the way to do it. After Cecilia spoke calmly about the matter, he just as calmly shrugged. The area was no longer an issue to the young man. It would always get destroyed, so there was no reason to move the fight. It couldn't be. That wasn't where is confidence came from though. It came from his partner Demios.
If Demios comes through for them, the fight today may be easy because the Herald threat will be neutralized. That would only leave the core of the TFP team....Raven, Soliel and Lorna to fight both TNO and the UNS. Checkmate easy. The white froth of toothpaste and saliva was spat into the sink. Roulin wiped his face clean using a washrag afterwards. "Sounds about right Cecilia. Too bad it's not going to work that way. We'll stop her today as we should've last time in South America. When we're ready to leave, we need to find Che as quickly as we can, then Demios. Demios is our answer for this day." said the dandelion haired leader as he dressed into his evening clothes. "Oh yeah....you sleep well? I didn't take up too much space did I"
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 5:11 am
Cecilia stood up from the bed after sparing one last glance towards the television. While Cecilia did show contempt for humans at times, she disagreed with Raven's tactics. If Demios could successfully complete his task, then they should not have any problem neutralizing the threats that endangered everyone, not just them, but the entire world as well. Cecilia approached Roulin and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I actually slept very well last night for the first time in ages," she said, her jade eyes looking up into his purple eyes lovingly. She kissed him once more before she summoned a set of clothes using her graviational abilities and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. She pulled back her hair into a large clip that managed to hold the thick white tresses and dressed in a purple one shouldered shirt in which the one sleeve was merely an assortment of crisscrosses revealing her blue skin beneath the purple fabric, a pair of tight black pants, a fitted leather jacket, which she kept open for now, a pair of long heeled boots, some earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet. After brushing her teeth and checking herself over, she exited the bathroom. "Let's go find Che now," she said with a brief nod.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 6:35 am
((UNS - Amaya))
Amaya Lee Sanada smiled as she stepped into an Italian gelato shop. It was past lunchtime, and she thought it would be a nice idea to get ice cream for everyone in the UNS and the Night Owls. So, here she was alone without Itachi or anyone else on the teams. "Umm... I wonder what flavors everyone wants...." The Clueless Owl said as she looked at the choice of flavors. "Oh, maybe a little bit of each! More choices for them." She decided rather quickly after being overwhelmed with the choices. The Italian shopkeeper thankfully understood Amaya's english though he at first thought she was kidding about buying some of all the flavors. He obliged. However, as the shopkeeper began to fill up some cartons for the Clueless Owl, Raven's broadcast came on. Amaya's eyes widened. "Oh, no... more violence..." A worried look came across her features, and without knowing it, an electrical discharge left Amaya's left hand with a visible blue spark as one of the gelato freezers suddenly turned off.
The shopkeeper paused as he noticed the bright spark and the result. "You're an Owl," he said in broken English as he continued filling containers.
"Umm... " Amaya's face went red. "Yes..." She couldn't just deny it. "Umm... sorry." She apologized upon realizing that she was the cause of the power outage in the freezer. She discharged electricity again to restart it. "It's fixed now!" She said with an embarrassed smile, hoping no trouble would come and that the shopkeeper wouldn't take the combination of her mistake and Raven's announcement to be ill omen and hostility.
To Amaya's relief, the shopkeeper was friendly. The man was in his 40's. "Hmm... I have a son about your age. It is fine."The man finished filling the containers and handed the bags to Amaya.
"Thanks," Amaya said as she took the bags and then gave him her credit card to pay for the gelato. "Ah... uh, does your son work here too?"
The man shook his head. "We are both Owls as well... and I don't think that what the woman says is the only way..." He sighed softly. "My son passed on in this epidemic the world is having now...." He looked at the credit card noting UNS and slid it through. "Be careful..." There was an error beep though. The error signified that the card had been cancelled. "Miss, your card didn't go through."
Amaya blinked. "I'm sorry," she stammered at the mention of the man's son's death. She blinked again at the error beep. "That's strange..." The Clueless Owl went blank for a moment as the card was handed back to her. Then, a light bulb hit her. She had cash. She immediately rummaged through her wallet and produced the money needed. "Here. "
The shopkeeper smiled and nodded as he accepted the money. "You seem to be a good girl like my boy...just don't make the same mistake he did. There is always more than one way to a goal and one day, there will be peace. Enjoy the gelato!"
The Clueless Owl nodded, relieved that nothing had happened. "T..thank you.. Hope you stay safe too!" Amaya said with a blush as she turned and left the store. The shopkeeper waved to her through the window, and so now Amaya was now once again alone on the road....
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 6:55 am
((TFP---Serena))
Throughout her time treating Kojiro and listening to him as he finally told the truth about how he received his injuries, Serena had to keep checking her temper and immerge herself completely into stitching up the nasty stab wound that Koji had received on his lower back. “Stab and twisted stab and twisted stab and twisted…I sure as hell hope he did kill them…” She could feel it, the restless hunger for killing that surged through her veins. Oh how she was now wishing that she had been there to slaughter those miserable low life’s in the most gruesome ways imaginable. “F*****g stab and twisted! Heh, what a lousy piece of s**t that person must have been! Even stabbing someone in the back?! God damn it people! Are you Italians always so cowardly?! I will show him how to really stab and f*****g twist!!!” The Vanishing Owl had instructed Koji to lay down on his front so she could get to the damaged area more easily. Of course she was well aware of how the Frozen Owl was finding the whole ordeal. He was completely embarrassed. He needn’t feel that way; Serena has seen and done this type of thing many times before.
Anyway, in the end Serena had done the deed and had done a good job. It had been painful for the Frozen Owl but it needed to be done. He had no healing power and neither did she. Serena had also promised not to mention a word of this to Raven. “I would have enjoyed her rampaging around the city…” That night, Serena had demanded that Kojiro remain in her room. In fact, she had pretty much ordered him to sleep on her bed while she slept on the sofa. “So much for a comfortable night’s sleep….Although, I am pretty sure Kojiro would have had a heart attack if I suggested we shared the bed.” The Vanishing Owl had been awake for a good few hours now. She had already spoken to Raven and had offered for herself and Kojiro to remain at the hotel before meeting up with them later.
“Hmm….” Serena had just finished watching Raven’s little speech and was now in the midst of knocking on her bedroom door to see and check up on the sleeping Frozen Owl. “Koji? It’s about time you woke up…It is nearly 1PM.” She had allowed the boy to sleep in due to his injuries and the pain she had actually put him through while she had stitched him up. “Pfft, I even feel a tad guilty still.” Turning the door handle after receiving no reply, Serena stepped into the darkened room and edged closer towards the bed. “Hey, come on kid. I know we all would like to sleep the day away, but we have work.” The woman sat on the edge of the bed and tapped Kojiro lightly on the cheek. “I never took you for being Lazy.” Serena sighed and tapped him lightly again before playing with a strand of his hair. Normally she might have shaken him violently before ripping of the covers…Or tipped a bucket of freezing cold water over him…(something she has done before ^.~) but she was being patient with the Koji… She felt like she needed to be.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:29 am
((TFP NPC - Fennel))
It was finally starting to come together. The road to the goal was not yet fully traveled, but a few more steps had been taken. This broadcast was a significant step. The resulting anarchy would not be romantic, but it was a must.
This certainly was a turning point after the night before. Fennel's date with another woman had gone perfectly even though the woman had been late. However, things changed when the date convinced Fennel to head to a bar. It just happened that the bar they entered had a heated "fight" with two blonde people of opposite genders singing and fighting. Unfortunately, the microphone that the two people were fighting over flew out of their hands and popped Fennel's date on the head, knocking her out...
Fennel stood nearby Raven, acting as the wide area "watchdog" since his Owl ability was the ability to see through objects and have very far vision. In fact, with his vision, he could probably pick out a certain Clueless Owl walking in another part of town with a bunch of gelato.
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((UNS - Will))
Somehow...somehow.... an unlikely trio had shared a hotel room for the night. The questions of "why" and "how" had no answers. The Satan Owl clearly had much better arrangements available to him, but he ended up staying with his student and his student's new found love interest, Katherine Jule.
As Che found, the "King of Blocking" was no pushover. Apparently, the devil was adept at more than just offense and mindgames. Che would have already known that though thanks to his prior years of training with the Satan Owl. There was always some other hidden card that the blonde could play. Despite Will's ridiculous antics, he survived and blocked all retaliation and retorts tossed at him....and thus, earned the couch.
Will had napped a little during the night, but the Satan Owl did not need any sleep at all. In reality, he was keeping a watch on his former student, the one man he thought of as his son. Even so, he didn't turn the couch over to his "beloved" student just to annoy the former God Owl successor. Nevertheless, Che seemed content with the chair and the floor.
Currently, the Satan Owl was lounging on the couch, preventing Che from sitting on the couch while listening to Raven's broadcast. He was leaning on an arm of the sofa and his feet were propped on the other end of the couch. A smirk formed and widened on his face as he heard the broadcast. Ah, Raven... you are getting there. That's still not enough though, but at least you've made things a bit more exciting. "Lovely...now what are you mumbling about over there, Cheani kid? Wishing for Ms. Brooding Darkness to wake up?" Of course, William DeScythe had heard perfectly what Che had said out loud. His ears were still above the usual par of ordinary humans and Owls, and he noticed that Che kept looking toward Kate's room. The Italian practically had a crown atop his head that labelled him as "loser." "Cheani Cheani." Will chanted as he suddenly got up and patted his student on the head. "You want her to wake up? Then go wake her up then." The devil smiled innocently before abruptly chucking Che with perfect precision into Kate's room and so Che landed right on top of Kate. "Mmm... now wake her up, Cheani."
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 8:10 am
Mahareshi Rorsch Roulin's warm embrace was broken when he moved from the window to the bed. Tiredly, he sat down and finally got around to putting his pallid silk shirt on. After sighing, he looked up at Cecilia with a grin, then scooted backward onto the bed. Once again, he rested his head upon the pillow and stared up at the ceiling in thought. "Yeah, this place is better than America by quite a bit. It's calmer," admitted the owl of life. "It's easier on the eyes and the nose....the air here is cleaner. If nothing happens tomorrow, then we'll pick out a spot. I've learned how to teleport rather far now so a search is possible." Lacing his fingers over his stomach now, Roulin closed his eyes and exhaled in ecstasy. "You know...you still have a bedtime story to tell me. I think I've heard it before, but a refresher wouldn't hurt."
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"Well now, yer welcome Ms. Marone." Thomas replied, his country accent oozing from each word. Standing up from his chair, he looked around making sure that no one had seen the woman's display of power. Most of the people in the area was on his side, but those who weren't would've tried to kill the both of them immediately. After lowering dark eyes upon the Clock Owl, Thomas went on. "You can aid me by taking this...here." From his left pocket, the Owl of Death pulled a small, slender, but rather long USB device. Detaching it at the middle revealed that it was two data holders. Handing them to the girl, he continued, saying, "Take these and protect them with your life alright? These are backup drives. If our databanks were to ever be erased or destroyed, these guys will still have all the info lost. Now that that's over, we have two choices Diana. Either are up to you. I can either fit you with some firearms and we go to Rome to help....or I can go to Rome and you can remain here or somewhere safe. Either way, I gotta to go fight." ╔══════════════╗
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Watching his lips talk she could only watch a few things, slowly noticing him take out a small object he told her to protect this with her life. It seem like a big job for her but she can manage to handle it. She even listened when she got two choices. While thinking about it, she wanted to stay, she didn't like fights but if her power was meant to be used she wanted to fight and help out with Mr. Thomas, thinking it over and over and over she came to a conclusion. She took a deep breath and spoke casually. "I'll... I'll Fight Mr. Thomas it's better to use my power to help you in battle then being here where it's useless. I can heal individually but I can heal a group as well. But only up to five is my maximum. Gun type of weapons I never have wielded one in my life. So I might be a novice to one. But maybe a Journal would be better since I can... do healing from their. I kinda made a new way to heal while getting close to the action. It would help divert their eyes from me if I do this Mr. Thomas and it would benefit your team from short distance." Thinking about it, she only tested it only a few times. Writing the person's name. The Injury they take will be written into her journal, using her Clock Owl she can erase that damage and heal them while shes near them but at a good distance.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 9:19 am
Kojiro slept quietly, he had been so exhausted by the end of the night, it took little before he fell asleep. The sound of the knocking on the door tapped into his mind as it slowly shattered the dream he was deeply consumed in. As fragments of his dream began to crumble away, he slowly made his way back to reality, still unconscious, he felt a light tapping on his face, opening his eyes he slowly began to show awareness, his vision was still clearing.He heard her speak, but it was too muffled to understand. Finnaly Kojiro mumbled as he began to wake up. Rikka was comfortably curled in a small white ball as she slept next to the Frozen Owl, she seemed undisturbed by his movements as he woke up. Kojiro's vision finally cleared easily enough in the dark room, but then he began to regret it. Kojiro 's eyes widened as he woke to see Serena playing with his hair, but that wasn't only thing that made him become flushed, it was clear enough to him she had not exactly gotten around to getting ready for the day either. Kojiro pulled the sheets over himself realizing his shirt was still off, doing so moved the kitten over just enough to tip over the bed, landing with a light thud, and an abrupt yelp, or meow of some sort.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:20 pm
Nikita, Neah, and Danny had arrived at the station when Raven wanted them to, Nika carrying her duffel bag of weapons, along with some extra equipment of her own, mostly bandoliers and pockets for carrying ammo. While Raven's speech was going on, she had given Neah her shotgun, and Danny her rifle, while she took the Bren gun, giving the others all of the ammo for their specific weapon. She had gone back later that day and bought extra magazines to hold the ammo for her guns, so she didn't have to bother reloading the ones she had in the middle of a gunfight. Nika looked like she was read for war, and she pretty much was. She smiled as Raven finished her broadcast and gave the order to kill the crew. They didn't need the humans anymore so why should they live longer than they needed to? She pulled back the bolt on her gun to load it and smiled even wider when Lorna killed a few of the crew. "Leaving some for the rest of us Lorna? Letting a few others have some fun? How kind of you dear."
Nika walked up to one of the standing crew members who flinched as she had her gun pointed towards him. She smiled pleasantly and kicked him in the chest, sending him into the wall nearby. She didn't kick him hard enough to put him through the wall, but hard enough to break a bone or two. She walked up to him and put her boot on his chest again, saying to the rest of the people who just so happened to be in the room, "Don't aim for the head unless you absolutely have to. Only in death are these humans good for something, but they need their heads for Danny to control them." She smiled at the man and then removed her boot from his chest before firing her gun into his chest and stomach. She only fired about five shots, but that was enough to kill the man. She lifted her gun back up towards the ceiling and smiled, "Now this is a gun!" Nika laughed lightly and looked at the other crew members who were still alive, who were nearly white as sheets with fear, she pointed the gun at them and they flinched, but she didn't fire, after all, she figured a few others would want to have fun as well.
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