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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 1:41 pm
Ember smiled, "oh, well thanks for the drinks, you might regret that later though" she said and downed her recent drink, having lost count a while back, Daryle mentioned Embers relationship several years before she set her glass down and stared at it for a few moments, silently contemplating what had happened and or how long she had been with and without said relative. she stirred the alcohol for a moment before bringing the glass up to her lips, "Mmm, i cant remember" she said taking another sip.
A commotion down at the corner of the bar drew away embers attention as she took her sip and she turned her head to look. A bar fight it seemed was starting to head in their direction. Fueled on by a boozed up owl who... oozed some awkward green slime. Smiling at the prospect of a work out Ember laced her fingers together and stretched them a moment before knocking back a man who had been tossed their way, "bar fight is faster than expected" she chuckled.
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Morgan was beginning to get comfortable with the warmth of the house, despite being there for three months. "jack i think i mig-" her words were cut off as a sudden tugging sensation pulled her from the spot she stood in and within moments Morgan was suddenly transported among a crowd of people she just barely managed to recognize, "Jack?" she asked looking about and spotting a familiar black haired woman among the masses "BAILEY!!!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 4:05 pm
When Che finally began speaking, Erin could just barely understand a word he was saying due to the speed of his speech. She watched the now-hyper Mastering Owl with a sheepish expression. If this were an anime, there would be a sweat drop near her. And then the call for secondary ideas came and both Amara and Elle voiced their vehement opinions. Both of their ideas were valid ones, but why couldn't they be somehow merged together? Elle and Amara seemed to be on the verge of some kind of show of intelligence. Arguing wouldn't help anyone think of ideas, nor would it get them any closer to finding Che's deck or stopping Raven.
"We could use both of those ideas. Use the first part of Elle's plan as a diversion to bring Raven back to the spot we took back from her. Then, if possible, we could then go with Amara's plan and capture Raven. However, I don't like the idea of using my powers to force anyone to do anything unless absolutely necessary. Besides, forcing Raven to have this Oracle would be extremely painful, both mentally and physically on her. In a sense, that method would be like torture. I don't think anyone in this room is a total supporter of breaking the laws of war and human rights. No one, even someone like Raven, deserves to be tortured." After Erin had spoken her piece on the matter, she fell silent for a moment or two. She knew that both Amara and Elle (especially her sister) would protest the plan, but she was ready to take the heat from that, lowering her gaze to the floor instead of at Che, Amara, or her sister.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 9:11 pm
Cecilia listened as a few of the others gave their input putting forth their own ideas. After Erin finished speaking, Cecilia decided that it was her turn. "Well, I do agree with the splitting up into teams idea, but while the Heralds that are working with Raven and Thomas may be a threat, there are bigger things to worry about. Raven has an entire army, spread all over the East Coast throughout different states. She doesn't just have a small group of ten or so Owls anymore. We're talking about hundreds...no...thousands of Owls at her disposal. Yes, we could split up into teams and work on taking them out while an extra team deals with Raven, but we'll only get so far. And yes, we do have Roulin and Lucien who are some of the strongest Owls in the world probably, but the two of them can't really be in more than one place at a time."
The Herald then turned to Erin who appeared to be showing a form of passion for the French terrorist. Cecilia's hardened features softened towards her. "I agree with you in a sense, Erin. Not because of the fact that I hold a small bit of compassion for Raven. I don't, but because I really don't think it's possible to force her to have her Oracle. It's something that we have to wait for to happen. Besides, trying to force it could have dire consequences or negative side affects. Such things are possible." After she spoke, she fell silent. She had a feeling that some of them would disagree with her, but she was sticking with her opinion and would refuse to budge from it like the stubborn blueberry that she was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:08 pm
Amara listened to the other's ideas. She had to admit that Elle did fill in certain aspects of the plan that she had missed. When Erin and Cecilia spoke she listened to both of their points. "Erin...look at it this way, if the shoe was on the other foot she wouldn't hesitate to torture you and then kill you to get what she needed" she said to the young blood manipulator/telepath. Looking at Cecilia she sighed. "Since I was seven, I've been fighting this war, I've seen a lot of things and yes this is a bit overwhelming...but it's not impossible" she said.
Standing up the dark Amara walked towards Aeon and grabbed her child looking into his eyes. He had the eyes of Lucien. "Let's not forget we have a genius with us. Lucien let's actually utilize your brain and see if we could at least attempt to make a formula that duplicates the same formula the UNS makes to strip OWLs of their powers...only ours should be temporary...a week long effect...that way numbers will dwindle and we wont be as overwhelmed" she said as she held her son close to her.
"As far as the 'oracle', I've only had a series of visions once in my life...it's when the mind involuntarily uses a psychic ability. But like most things doesn't mean it can't be brought about...it would take work but it's possible. Now we can go into ethics and all that bullshit but personally I don't believe in it. I'll take a back seat ride to this whole 'waiting' for it...but we just don't have ******** time to spare" she said. Rocking the child she looked at everyone else. "Like you said it is possible Cecilia...but the affects would more or less hurt Raven...and even if it did have an affect on the person trying...I'd be more than willing to be that person" she said. Amara was just tired of idly standing by. 15 years she has been fighting a stupid war, she was now a mother and this had to end soon. She wasn't just going to stand by and let some maniacal bitter a** OWL make the world a more worse place than what it already was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:52 pm
The Mastering Owl had control over everything but the short burst seizures and tics that overcame him when he forced himself to remain still. To himself, he was as still as a frozen lake, but slowly, he was beginning to realize that this wasn't the case externally. Now aware of his current disposition, Che tried to calm himself much like how a drunkard would as a police approached the window after pulling them over. Giving an unnoticeable askance to Amara, Roulin, Cecilia and Erin at different junctures, Che managed to zero in on who was speaking and when. Now that he had to energy, he could listen to ideas and dissect them into mere stages as they were spoken out.
Running his hand through his frizzy, dry hair repeatedly at speeds that brought about a nice static charge, he sighed as he prepared both a counterargument and a combination of the plans. Whatever Erin hadn't covered, the elder Owl would try to at this moment. "Alright....alright guys....alright. Okay...." Che began, holding out both his hands while he focused on himself. Surely, not everyone here was truly accepting his pattern speech, so for them, he'd calm himself as much as he could. "Okay guys. Okay....this is what I have to say, alright? Num---number one...good idea Amara. Both...both of---both of em' okay? Raven still is just...just an Owl. Shockwaves? Pshhh. PSSSHHH right? While they don't kill in a sin--in a single hit, they do ******** hurt....just ask Roulin back there." Che had noticed his son lurking in the wings of the crowd. He wasn't going to let his presence go unnoticed.
"And you Erin...your plan...is too good as well. Seriously, good job. Round of applause? Later? Alright...alright guys. Ummm, oh-oh-ohohoh yeah, plans. Send our new Herald's huh? Not yet...not yet. They're too strong for themselves at this point. For the--for the world even..." Now entering a deeper state of thinking, Che closed his eyes to better focus. Even shut, his eyes still rolled around and twitched as energy surged through him lie a livewire. "Elle...you. Computers? They have Owls....just like you in Exire. You break, they fix. ALSO YOU GUYS! Make sure to keep in mind...that there are OWLS LIKE YOU IN EXIRE! You're not special anymore, got that? Even Roulin and Lucien! So psychics? Nah. Technopaths? Not special. Grav manipulators? Think again you blueberry broad. This leads me to my next point....or Erin---Erin's next point, alright? Guys....guys...we need to make---teams and s**t...diverse ones! And to pick them....well, we'll fight for it, yes? Sound fun?"
And as Che stammered and stuttered through the phases of ideas that flowed in after words were spoken by the three lovely Owl females, his mind raced with different ideas and outcomes of the plans he'd been hearing. Out of the two hundred plus operations he ran, only five of them saw some form of success, but none of them came at the cost of either Cecilia, Erin, Amara, Moli, Roulin or Lucien. Even with success assured, things had to go perfectly....these guys were a far, far cry from perfection. "Now Erin, you bloodcurdling little doll you, we can't use diversions here.....they'd just be ripped to shreds by STATES worth of Owls! At this point, Che was smacking the palm of his right hand with the back of his left hand. There was thinking going on here, but not enough...holes were being made, and if they weren't filled, everyone in this room would surely meet death as a result. There are whole states filled with bad guys people! Keep on your toes! And why had no one but Amara thought about Thomas!? H--huh? Furthermore, this Oracle that Raven receives....it's origin is not---is not in...it is not rooted in an ability....It can't be drawn out by any outside force....so our biggest problem is that when she gets it, she escaped to....my deck....."
Torture huh? Some one has gotten darker over the months.... Roulin thought to himself when Amara voiced her ideas. Raven...was a situation that Roulin had spent many days trying to figure out. Even he knew that now, he was more serious and would kill any enemy that threatened his life or his loved ones, but Raven was still a wild card. Did he want to see her tortured? Did he want to see her pay for her crimes against humanity? Half of him did. She deserved to feel the pain she'd inflicted on the innocent humans that once lived in the lands she'd conquered. The more reasonable side didn't want her dead so much as it wanted her stripped of her powers and locked away for a long time. Even that may be torture for the young woman...it was this track of ideas that kept Roulin from ever reaching a real conclusion on the subject. He didn't want her dead, but he wanted her secluded and at the same time, he wanted her powerless and to see her working towards a goal. What if war was all she knew? Hate, destruction and above all indignation is what drove the woman. Something had to be done about her and fast...but what?
"Lucien can make the same serum that the UNS uses on us Owls," chimed in Roulin from the back of the room. Now that he was here, he saw that there was no choice but to submit something. Even if he himself knew it was a bad idea, he'd submit it. Hell, let the thinkers work out the kinks for him. Looking around, listening to the silence of the room that had blanketed it after he spoke, Roulin felt that he should simply continue. "It has the same base formula as Negation which Lucien here can now secrete. Just lock our genius in here and don't let him out until he figures something out. As for everything else, I'm fine with all of that. If Raven escapes after receiving her Oracle, then we'll just chase her. If you all want to stay back and secure capitals and all of that strategic madness, then I'll go. She has something of mine to return any-damn-way." And with that said, Roulin made himself scarce again. He nor Lucien was not the center of the attention here anymore even though they may have been the strongest there. This civil war that threatened to expand to oversea territories was.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 11:04 pm
Lucien listened diligently to the convorsations which filled the room. His eyes darting back and forth between Erin and Cecilia as both of them gave their plans, neither one was bad they both certainly had their positive sides, Cecilia's was more rational, but Erin's was more liberal. "Unfortunately this is war, it's not pretty and unfortunately morals need to be lowered a bit. I'm not saying throw your standards to the wind and let all Hell break loose, but remember no war was won through the fair ethical uses of normal life, this one will be no different." He said as he looked towards Erin. He looked towards Cecilia next. "You're correct their numbers are superior to ours in every way, it's not a handful of powerful warriors that win wars it's the one with the supplies and troops, right now Raven has both of those on her side." He looked up towards Amara, listening to her rebuttal on their scenarios. "If it's a nullification toxin you want then it won't be pretty I'll need test subjects, making a neural toxin to block those signals only will take time, and the subjects involved will surely wish that they had died. If it's a nullification field you want it will take less time, the standard workings aren't the complicated part, what is complicated is creating a sort of 'friendly fire' system into it, afterall we can't have Sibal running around as the only thing with powers, as strong as he is he can't fight an army on his own." He said calmly. He ran his fingers throguh his hair, smiling a bit, this right here is what he was made for this sort of planning this action the war, the tactical need this was his ideal board game scenario. "Sibal, I want all information on Raven's wereabouts routed to me immediately." The machination nodded as it began to process the request. His eyes focused now on the little life held in Amara's arms, Lucien raised an eyebrow a little at this action, it wasn't odd that she was holding the child it was the way that she was, the look in her eye, did Amara want a baby? Where did that one even come from? He thought for a moment about what to do about Raven's visions. "Her visions, like all Owl powers resides somewhere in her neurological construction, if you want to get her to react you just need the right set of standards."
Lucien listened as Che and Roulin each took their turns with their ideas and concepts, mostly they were agreeing with the others, but Che raised some good points. "While this is true you're comparing a hundred rooks to a queen. They collectively are only troublesome. Topple their numbers..." He trailed off a piece of the table near him suddenly cracked completely off before it splintered into thousands of pieces which floated around Lucien. "And they all crumble. They are a hiva, a swarm. And what's the best way to deal with a swarm? Divide an conquer. If it's a serum you want by all means give me a little time and I will develop quite the concoction Sibal's main databanks are still linked withe UNS their formula will not stay hidden forever and I'll be sure to add my own flare to it's construction. Idiots inthe labs should have let me oversee their work." He said with a small sigh. He smiled a little when Che addressed the point of Raven escaping once she had her vision. "So? Once she has your deck she'll be cut off from her team, and then the tables turn completely, while she may hold your deck numbers will envelope her, I've seen you use those damned cards of yours, it doesn't matter how many she activates, she won't be able to stop everyone, whether or not she get's the deck is irrelevent she's merely choosing the place she want's to die."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 11:28 pm
Amara listened to what Che had to say, Roulin and then the father of her child had said. "You are right we aren't special, there are a lot of OWLS with our abilities but keep in mind, everyone isn't on the same caliber either, as far as experience and strength. They may have an army but it's simply tactics they are using against humans...not other OWLs. We won't have to worry about the UNS for a while...the lot of them are killing each other now as the concentration camps in Europe are being destroyed as we speak. Now back to the OWLs. We should look at the people who are 'power players' in this fight. You have the magma user, the magnetic girl...Lorna, is it? Then you have the ice user, the zombie kid...." Amara stopped.
"While I was locked away in the concentration camp, I felt someone in my mind...for some reason...I feel like my mother works with them. "If I'm correct, then I believe that we should ALL go into mental training as well. The woman is stronger than I am...I just don't want us to end up walking around with our tongues hanging out because her and a group of psychics saw us coming before we left here." she said. "I think if you need a test subject Lucien then I will volunteer. This little 'torture' is nothing compared to two months of agonizing pain I was in everyday." she said to him.
"These are just options that we all can utilize before fighting...disregard what you don't like, but I'll stick with my methods when I'm killing out there" she said. Aiden began to cry, he needed to be changed. "Where is his bag Aeon?" she asked curiously. Aeon handed her sister the bag as Amara began to change the baby on Will's desk. "When shall we get started with this formula Lucien?" she asked as she folded the dirty diaper and began to wipe Aiden down.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:37 am
(TFP - Serilda)
In the heat of battle she came to terms with Demi and asked about bringing her back before the warp. She was delighted and felt like a swirl of mystic energy surround her as she left. Making her trip back to where she was swept she found herself in rubble of building crumbles. Laying inside as she felt like maybe it was a bad idea. "Maybe this was a bad idea" as she said. Digging herself out of the rubble she began to find herself alone. "Interesting..." Before she could begin her descent to the surface she got a transmit from HQ. "IzzzthiszzzSerizzzldazzzdozzzzyozzzuzzreszzzzpondzzz" as the sound was buzzing in her ear. "Yes command I read you loud and clear." Fixing their communication they began to talk normal. "Great, its good to hear from you again Serilda. Where is your location." as HQ commanded. Serilda looked at what used to be Italy. "Italy.." as Serilda said through her speaker. Command looked at their papers and spoke clearly. "Serilda find the TFP and join them. This is your order." as they said. Serilda responded. "Got it command."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 3:36 am
To Anderson's quesetion on how Will had unlocked their bank accounts, some of which might have been destroyed, the blonde devil simply smiled. "Trade secret."
And then Che finally woke up, blurting out in surprise from Tai's special and breathing dragon like a lame dragon. The answer was obviously "No." Will would not give Che a break yet. To Kate's question, the Satan Owl had merely responded in a disturbingly calm tone, "Woke him up." Che confirmed his actions and then requested that his mentor sit down and relax. Clearly, that was a wonderful idea as Che spat out the same f***ing thing he attempted to convince Will with earlier. The only change this time was that Che was speaking faster and breathing fire. The Satan Owl shook his head as he sat in his chair. Tai's special was simply too much for Che. The kid couldn't handle it.If Will was the type to facepalm, he would have facepalmed here. F**k it, Cheani. You make it so f**king obvious that you don't want to think." No crap. The student had left it open ended so everyone else could call Che and loser and come up with ideas for Che to integrate. Well, you're taking the lead on this. I'm just support for you anyway....clean up anything that goes "wrong."
Genya gasped as he landed and Demios caught him. He wasn't quite sure where they were. He had never been in Nevada before, but he did recognize that blonde guy in the front of the room and began to pick out other faces he had seen before. "Eto? I don't know..." Gen answered Demi and then was interrupted by a Che spitting out words as if he was half paralyzed and shocked by something. "Oi... eto... " When Demi uttered and wondered what the hell was wrong with Che, the Alchemist Owl looked at Demi with a look that pretty much said That man needs help!" Oh dear. The Japanese Owl began to rummage through his bag for a potion while listening to people talk about plans and yelling at each other. He didn't know much about fighting and sneaking around anyway.
Amara was definitely fed up with the war and the fighting. She was even advocating torture now. Will didn't care either way. He'd let the others go voice their opinions as he had last time in UNS quarters. The elder Great Four members had allowed the younger ones to decide. Besides, at this point, the Satan Owl knew it was the elders' responsibility to guide and to train. Will was the only one that remained in the Great Four of the elders. Thomas had turned coat a long time ago even before becoming Wind Herald. As for distractions, there was always the UNS. The ideal plan would be for these people here to sneak in under the cover of both sides even if TFP outnumbered everyone. After all, if UNS discovered that everyone was present, they'd take the chance to try to destroy them all, which could work out either perfectly or fail.
When Lucien voiced his needs for experimentation, the Satan Owl answered, "I can provide you with test subjects, Lucien. Amara, you go and help the those who need the mental training" He had access to many potential test subjects. Sebastian, his butler, was one who experimented on many test subjects. Will had never run out of test subjects to give Sebastian. There was more than enough for Lucien to play with too.
Right after he finished answering, Amara decided to choose his mahogany desk out of all the tables in the office to change the baby's diaper. ...there's...sh*t on my desk.... But Will stopped himself from saying anything and from making any faces since they were in a middle of a what would hopefully be a fruitful meeting. So, he simply tossed a stress ball at Che so the Mastering Owl could unload "stress/his twitching" on the stress ball.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 11:06 am
Lucien's eyes shifted up again towards Amara as she spoke. "Don't be ridiculous, you will under no circumstances be used as a test subjest for any neurological drug. I'd sooner use myself. Relax I'll be able to scrounge up test subjects, I may not be the leader of the UNS anymore, but I still have my web of connections." He said as he glanced down at the baby, now that Amara was changing it's diaper...On Will's desk...Lucien looked over at Will, and to his absolute suprise Will was containing himself. "Wow..." he whispered in shock, Lucien wasn't easily suprised but this was indeed a suprising event. He thought for a moment, leaning forward in his chair. "But I'll need time, and a lab, I can't just concoct drugs from nothing, and my Periodic generator can only create elements in their pure form, chemically combining them will take time." He said calmly, he knew that normally he didn't like having limitations but he knew theat he couldn't screw around with the chemical compounds that they would need it could go from creating a serum to creating nerve gas. He tapped his finger on the desk for a minute, his eyes focused solely on the desk infront of him, he was no longer paying attention to the world around him, all of the owls, the furniture, the room all of it faded away to black around him as he thought. Formula's, possible compounds, medical studies history entries all raced through his mind as he began to piece together possible formulas that could work, he knew that it went down to a genetic level, the DNA of the Owls would need to be mildly alterd, meaning some form of steroid hormone, or a short enzyme, something to crop the DNA sequence and hijack DNA replication. Lucien opened his mouth, mouthing words at an incredible rate, his eyes remained staring straight forward the computer that everyone claimed was in his head was working on full blast to acquire the knowledge that they needed.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 12:28 pm
Without lifting her gaze, Erin replied to Amara softly. "All the better for us not to stoop to her level, Amara. All I'm saying is we don't have to use our telepathy to force it out of her. It's like Lucien says: Maybe Raven's Oracles are not rooted in any sort Owl related ability. Maybe she just needs to be within the right time, place, and situation for them to occur. If that is the case, we won't have to use any telepathy and waste our efforts on it to drain our telepathic powers. We can save that part of ourselves for the battles instead of focusing them onto Raven. If we knew what the constraints are for Raven's visions, we can manipulate the situation, instead of Raven's mind itself, to bring the Oracle out earlier than its supposed to be." Erin then returned her gaze back to Che as he continued in his broken, caffeine-induced speech pattern. What he said about dividing into teams made sense. She didn't really like the adjectives the Mastering Owl used to refer to her, and the embarrassment showed at least a little bit on her face.
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Anya scoffed at what Che said about the new Heralds. She paused her music and left her headphones hanging around her neck now. The Poison Owl looked over at Che sternly, arms folded across her chest now. "And what do you expect the new Heralds to do while everyone else is busy fighting this massive army of Raven's, Che? Sit back and do nothing? Keh... Like hell I'm gonna sit around and WATCH while everyone else does their part. What do you take us for? Just because we've had the powers of a Herald for only two months doesn't mean we haven't trained ourselves at least a little bit on our own. Besides, I have a score to settle with that upstart b***h, Lorna."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 4:11 pm
To Lucien's question on labs, Will sighed, still holding back on commenting on the sh*t happening on his nice desk. "I'll give you a lab to work in. Guys, don't worry about facilities and supplies. I have my ways." The Satan Owl left it at that and sat back again to watch everyone else while avoiding the view of the baby changing in front of him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 4:38 pm
At this rate, Che wouldn't have to suggest a thing to these kids. They'd taken his plan, which was purposefully formed from pure crap, and transformed it into something that was actually feasible. The main difference was that Che's plan involved sitting still and laying wait while training for the moment to strike. These Owls were young though...waiting was a word they didn't understand and while that was hap-hazardous to them, Che found himself admiring their tenacity. Their audacity and courage to go against the odds and against a coastline full of Owls was both stupid and commendable. These young men and women here today were strong and they were aware of it. Scanning them all once more, the Mastering Owl found himself reminiscing on a moment in his past that reflected this moment perfectly. Even back in his day, he knew that both he and many other Owls were the best of their time. These little mutants here now....if they didn't try to save the world now, then who would? Who could?
Che's closed eyes still focused on Lucien when he delivered his idea. As usual, he had a point...that smart little b*****d had always been a keen strategist, but there was something that he hadn't refuted. In fact, he agreed with the notion Che would soon reveal to be false. As the Death Owl spoke, the hyperactive Italian only nodded in agreement. The plan of recreating the serum was one not even Che had thought of. Not because it wasn't a thought, but only because he didn't know the serum was made using a code which originated from Negation. If the experiments proved successful, they'd have a slight edge over Exirian Owls. They still had numbers and only a few people here suggested plans specifically for them. They'd come up with it though and Che knew that they would.
Amara. Her idea was something else as it directed itself towards what she called the 'Power Players' of Raven's force. They needed to be stopped definitely, but how? Once again, she suggested something dealing with the mental aspects of Owl abilities. She was right that the lot of them needed defense against what Che would consider a 'Cheap' ability. While thinking it over, the elder Owl formulated his own plan for that and the rest of this. "Hmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm........I think I've got it....I think. Not sure yet, but I'm almost certain--that I may have a stipulation here as to what we---what we should do..." The ringleader of the operation opened his eyes to the floor and stared for a second or two in thought. After giving his dry, dandruff ridden scalp and quick scratch, the man looked up at the crowd of people and lifted his hands for silence. "Anya...Anya. C'mon. Why you so mad? Why you so mad? Alright, Heralds in this room....Blueberry Biker Babe, Queen Cobra, and the Roman Candle, I'll speak to you three later alright....now, I've got some words....so shh..."
"Alright kids......alright. Something you all should know about ummm...about Raven's...Raven's Oracle. Yes? Yes! Alright! You can't like...like---you know like, draw it out you know? It's not a....psychic thing understand? It's more of a..." Pausing now, the buzzed, frizzy haired elder snapped his fingers furiously in his search for single word. "It's a...a beacon! Yeah! It's like a key understand? It's not a vision....it's not a premonition or anything...anything of the sort got me? Alright guys? Guys? Got me? Therefore, do not waste any time and energy on attempting to stir it up! Patience kids! It's something you just have to expect and wait for! Alright....now, with that said.....this is what we're going to do...First you Amara."
Che turned his attention to Amara first to address her thought. "You! Jean Grey! You, you, you. You will head psychic defense of these guys alright? Cause.....it seems like something...you think we should beeeeeee sorta weary oooffffff....and I agree." Next was Lucien, the smartest Death Owl ever. "You. The human Can Opener. You will do that...Negation stuff later alright? For now, ******** it okay? Just, just ******** it. When the time comes, you'll know what to do though, understand? Everyone else! Listen up! We're going to train for two weeks got it! Serious training too! Bailey, before we leave, you're going to learn your powers if it kills Roulin! Yes, Roulin! He's got you! Don't worry hun!" And for a handful of seconds, Che stood with Bailey holding his full attention. His right hand was being pressed forward lightly as if he were honking horn. He was simply reassuring the girl that his son, who had agreed to help her anyway, would do so. The length of time Che spend doing the motion was what brought incredulous eyes upon him. "Now.....William here will provide lodgings and drinks...toiletries...diapers, lodgings and drinks okay? So just find a room, don't mind the weird things like Seb here...tall right? Don't mind him! Ummm, oh! And in fifteen minutes, sparring session! See you guys there!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 6:55 pm
As Lucien continued to mouth words his hand shout out, a finger pointed at Che his words for a brief instant could be heard. "Shut up." He said as he continued mouthing words, he didn't want to be talked to, he wanted to focus. A few seconds later his posture returned to normal and his hand dropped back to his side. "What? Now?" He asked as he looked at them. "...Che...You seem a little jittery, perhaps some tea would be good?" He said as he laughed lightly at Che. He understood why Che wanted to hold off on the serum, and with Will's lab he knew he would be fully supplied. "Thank you Will who would have thought I would have the Devil's resources at my disposal. I'm sure you've got some concoctions down there I've never heard of." He said with a small smirk. As Che ranted Lucien found himself having a hard time listening to him he wanted to smack Che to calm him down but knew that wouldn't work. "Anya has always been angry, don't get me wrong I fueled plenty of that anger and for that I'm sorry but it's just who she is. She's not a bad person at the very least." He said softly as he leaned back in his chair. When the notion of a sparring session came up Lucien smiled a little. "Good, I have't flexed my powers in a good long while ever sense I received my...'promotion' I have wanted to try them out."
"You're as rash as ever I see." A voice called out, if someone were to look into the back right corner of the room they would see the two owls who had played with the patience of nearly everyone in the room. Phantom took a step forward his mask on his face. "What a splendid idea. A declaration of war/ Che you're repeating yourself again, but I must say you've still retained the flare that made you a born leader." His voice was a little muffled by the mask which covered his face but it was still obvious what he was saying. As he took a few steps forward Radiant seemed to materialize behind him, wearing her typical skin tight black cat woman-esque suit.
"My my look at all the gifted Owls in the room, you've gathered quite the menagerie of powers Che, or was this the working of Will?" She asked as she crossed her arms snuggly against her chest. She smiled a little, her voice still hinted by her light english accent. "Sorry to drop in unannounced, but I had an issue I wanted to take up with two of the people here." She said as he glanced her eyes towards Roulin and Che. She slid one of her hands down to her side. "It's been a while sense a gathering like this has taken place. I must say I'm very impressed." She took a few steps forward, the guns on her heels making a clacking noise with each step. "So another war is beginning, a war to end all wars. It'll be one for the history books." She said with a small melodic laugh.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 7:37 pm
Amara had finally finished changing her son when Will spoke. "Don't get your panties in a bunch William, there's nothing on your damn desk" she said. Holding the freshly changed child she looked at Che as he began to speak. When he called her "Jean Grey" she rolled her eyes. He had always given her a fictional name for any other psychic in times like these. "Okay, well mental training will start when everyone sleeps. I'm sorry if it's an inconvenience but it's the time where the mind is more open to learning and adapting" she told everyone. Once Che announced that they could head off to their rooms and begin training in fifteen minutes she knew she wanted to train with Lucien. She had a lot of anger to release...just because...
When Lucien began to speak about flexing his powers she looked at him. "Good well you can flex them against me" she told him with a smile. Walking towards her sister she handed the baby back and smiled at her. Before she could leave the room however Radiant and Phantom appeared. Amara believed she had only met them once, and it made her uncomfortable that they could mask themselves. She stayed silent listening but wondering when they would be able to train.
Jeannie had about 3 drinks since they had all been talking. Once everything wrapped up she looked over to Phantom and Radiant. She did not like them at all, since they made themselves so comfortable on her jet that day, they had always put a bad taste in her mouth. She did notice something that she was surprised that Lucien had put everything together. Was that child really his and Amara's? It wasn't like it would matter, she didn't care for Amara and she only wanted two things from her. Tapping her fingers she impatiently waited as the couple spoke.
Vincent listened to everyone as they spoke. He didn't mind anything that was going on, he was just tired. When Amara had changed the baby he smiled. That's her baby...I have to play with him somtimes, he looks just like them he thought to himself. Finally pushing himself off the floor, the young teen noticed two unfamiliar OWLS. He normally remained silent when old people came in and spoke, just so they wouldn't say he was being a dumb kid.
Elle listened to everyone, she could see that her sister was still the same...trying to "care" about the one thing they were programed not to. Elle remained silent but was expecting the training session. She hadn't utilized her abilities in months now and was probably rusty. She had a feeling that Erin had ran her mouth to the others, so Elle would have to lay low and try nothing...at least until Raven was defeated and the heralds were.
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