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 Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 7:50 pm
Lucien smiled a little when Amara said that she would be his sparring partner. "I would have it no other way. We have some catching up to do afterall." He glanced over as two familiar Owls appeared in the room. "Speak of the devil." he said softly, something about these two, perhaps it was the way they did things but it bothered him, perhaps it was their lack of action that he found annoying who was to say. "I see you two have managed to live through all of this, I suppose that is a good thing."
Phantom walked towards Lucien smacking him lightly upside the head he looked down at him through the holes in his mask. "For someone who expects respect you sure seem to lack some of your own." He said as he leaned against a wall, he knew that their antics and overall motives were annoying, he personally didn't like sneaking around but Radiant's powers and their lives kept them on the road, however for now they had finally put everything aside for this one instance there was more important things to deal with then their work.
Radiant's eyes lit up a little at the sight of a baby, her dormant maternal instincts were brought to the surface as Amara finished changing Aiden. "He's so precious! I remember changing diapers, ah the burdens and joys of motherhood." She said with a soft smile. She wanted to hold the baby, but knew her social limits, when she had a baby she knew that she hated letting anyone else hold them she was a protective mother.
Anderson laughed a little, these people had the same attitude he did. "You guys sort of remind me of some other Owls here, you're both distant but you care. and your mysterious especially you." he said pointing to Phantom whose alias and face remained a constant no matter where he was. "But as far as sparring goes it's good we need to get this show on the road.Cecilia if you don't have a partner I want to spar with you, I want to see how my powers stack up to a heralds." He smiled, knowing that she was a little annoyed with him for his earlier remarks but they were only suppose to lift the mood of the room, he wasn't a rude person but he was an upbeat one.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 8:57 pm
Cecilia listened in silence as more points were made, but didn't speak a word. She did agree some-what with Anya's words. There were Heralds on their own side. While they weren't as experienced as the Heralds on Raven's side, were they really going to just sit around and twiddle their thumbs while everyone else grew stronger and did what they could to help? Hell no! Besides, Cecilia, herself had learned a few new tricks that she was just itching to try out on someone. It turned out that the lucky person was Anderson, who had offered himself up as a sacrificial pig. "You know what? I'd love to spar with you," she said with a light smirk in Anderson's direction.
"I've been needing to stretch my legs for awhile anyways." Anderson was very powerful in his own right, so she knew that he'd be a definite challenge. "I just need to get this baby outside," she said patting the sleek black motorcycle, which was still in the middle of the room. "And of course pick out the room I'm going to be staying in. That shouldn't take too long to do. I'll then meet you on the sparring field." This was something that she was looking forward to. Other than training her new abilities, she would also unknowingly be taking out her frustrations on someone as well. Oh how good it would feel. The young Diclonious Owl listened, standing next to Luca as many people turned Che's crappy plan into an elaborate one with plenty of good points. It wasn't until Che mentioned the sparring sessions that Bailey froze, tensing up quite noticeably. It wouldn't be much longer until the collar was off. How would her powers react to that? The timid young woman was expecting the worst, remembering what had happened during the past ten years of her life. Yet before Bailey truly started to fall into a panic, she took a deep breath and attempted to calm herself. She looked up at Che who seemed to be making strange honking potions with his hands, like he was honking the horn of a car. She arched her left eyebrow at him. She trusted that Roulin would help her, since he said he would. He didn't seem like the kind of person to go back on his word. If he did, she was sure that someone else would be willing to help her in the long run.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:34 pm
Roulin had made his place against a bookshelf located in Will's rather expansive office. The young Owl had spoken up only once while the planning session commenced, but nodded when great points were made. From Cecilia, Erin, Elle and Amara came the bulk of the ideas, most of which included forms of defense training, teams and other constructive means that hopefully would lead to the downfall of Catherine, the leader of The Fallen Phoenix. Keeping his arms tightly folded across his chest, Roulin kept in mind his own plan that he had set out already. If the plan that was made here today failed, The Life Owl would officially be through with each person here. His father and his annoyingly calm mentor had formulate strategy after strategy, all of which saw failure as a result. Who was to say that this would be any different? So they had a different set of people on the task...Che and Will were still the most experienced people here. If they couldn't put something potent together for this, who could?
When Phantom and Radiant arrived late as always, Roulin's arms fell from their positions before his torso to his sides. Fleecing his dark long coat, he gave a quick glance to Bailey, the girl he'd promise to train and to Cecilia, his girlfriend. Maybe later, when his mind wasn't racing silently with incredible thoughts, he'd try to speak to her. Now that the festivities were over and minds were made up, Roulin proceeded to leave the room via the door at the front of the room. This lead to a balcony overlooking a casino filled with noise, lights, sin and women...
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"Tea? Tea....please, that stuff is British people....do I look British to you, chap?" Che replied to Lucien in the same meshed tone he'd been speaking in for the past few moments. A good amount of that energy was expended on talking through the gang of young Owls and all the flailing and finger snapping that was done didn't help his reserve either. Finally, the Italian was beginning to feel his cool down session coming on and with that on the horizon, he plopped down on the couch, then looked over to Kate with a smirk. This phase, as with all the first phases to many missions, was a success. Now, they just needed to live these next two weeks, then live past the fight in the East Coast. Looking over to Lucien now, Che rubbed the bridge of his nose trying to get a handle on himself once again. Tai's drink was incredibly potent, but as a true lover of coffee, he was sure he'd try it again one day. "You know Lucien....some uhhh...some tea. Some tea would be nice. Just not from here....just not....from....here...."
Radiant and Phantom made their entrances like the superheros they were dressed like and began to mingle. They wore masks, and Phantom's attire just begged to have a cape or cloak flowing out behind it. Radiant, Phantom's wife, was stunning in her own right, but if she was going to be a crime fighter, her suit would need to change as it was already patented by DC for it's character Catwoman. "Powers? Oh, these guys...these young whipper snappers here. It was my doing, but without, things would be....just a tad bit...tad bit difficult you know? Not too much, but still a considerable amount....of difficulty would be placed on me if Will weren't around....and Dante....you've gone and made me sad Radiant..." Of course, from Che's half eyed smirk, one could tell he was clearly being facetious. While the Mastering Owl did miss his brother, it wasn't going to hold him back from this. Not when he still has his sons to worry about.
"It'll be.....something to remember. For those that---those that live anyway, you know? And yes....damn....the last time there was a meeting like this, it was before...." Che found himself trailing off on his statement. This wasn't brought on by a lapse in function, but from the memory brought on by Radiant. The last time there was a gathering like this was when Che gave a speech to scores and scores of Owls only to have most of them scorched to death the very next day. These people whom he dealt with now were young adults...acorns in a forest filled with trees more than four times their age. They'd been lucky up until now and Che only hoped that luck would last them until the end. "Hmph. They'll be fine...if they can't, then the world is doomed. Good luck kids."
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Lomoli, the more adept planner of the Presidiomni trio, had no place to speak here as most of his ideas were scrawled out by the girls. The only thing he figured he could add was making sure ranged Owls stay ranged and Owls that performed well in close quarters should always lead. Shrugging, he figured they'd realize this when the time came. It was common sense after all. When Anya chimed in, Moli agreed with her sentiments. Herald or not, they still needed training and keeping them from it would not only deter their progression, it would ruin the mission. As a reply to Anya, Che decided he'd so something special for the Herald trio. This brought a grin to Moli's features and he fleeced his long, blonde hair in excitement.
"I think this day is going to be long....it's only morning too..." said the Light Herald to Aeon. His attention turned to the table where Amara, Cecilia and Che were. The baby was finally gaining attention. Moli wanted to be there when Lucien learned that the little offspring was his. "Poor guy....he's tied down for good now. Oh well. Anyway Aeon, found anyone you want to spar with? I think I may not even get to see you fight anyone if it's up to my dad....."
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 10:55 pm
Radiant smiled, taking a seat on one of the other couches she let her arms slide across the top of it as she spread out. She raised her legs laying sideways on it, her comfort was apparant as she closed her eyes while Che was talking. She opened her purple eyes before looking at the delusional Che. "Tea wasn't invented by the British you know, it's a stereotype that needs to go away, well that and crumpets." She said softly. She moved strands of her black hair from her face, letting it flow behind her. "Don't call them whipper snappers Che you're going to make the three of us seem old...I mean we are old but there's no point feeling like it." She knew that no matter how old she got she would forever be eternally young, as was the stipulation of this power of hers. She raised an eyebrow when Che mentioned Dante, she hadn't mentioned him to begin with. "Sad? Che let's be honest Men only know two emotions, happy and angry there is no other ground inbetween it." A small laugh escaped her lips as she proped herself up on one arm, letting the other one lay across her waist. "Yes win or the world is doomed, no pressure though." She said as she lifted her hand up pointing it like a gun she motinoed with her lips, bang. She watched as Roulin left the room, finally getting up she walked towards the door, stepping ot without a second word on the matter. As she walked onto the balcony she felt the wind blow her black hair gently, she took a few steps standing behind Rouli. "Roulin there's something we need to talk about." She said as she looked over the balcony at the city of sin below, so beautiful but hiding the darkest of truths. "The city of eternal lights, where the darkest secrets are dragged from their hiding places."
Phantom stared down at the finally relaxing Che. He sighed and shook his head. As he looked at the people in the room he found himself smiling under his mask. "If it's training then why not give my services, I sort of want to see what it's like to be an actor on stage instead of a stagehand." He stared at the people in the area the ones that had proven that they had the most talent of those thousand of other owls. Were these the people that they were intrusting their lives to? Well better to test a few of them instead of purely hoping.
Lucien watched as Radiant left the room, the smack he had received fro mPhantom had annoyed him but his mind was elsewhere. As he stood up he walked towards the door. "Just let me know when we're starting I need some air." He said as he walked from the room. As he walked down the hall his body began to disperse into mist before he completely disappeared from the area, he needed to be alone for a bit, he had been with people nonstop for the past few weeks he needed time to himself for a bit, and he needed to think a bit more on this nullification serum he was developing, as well they needed a better way of getting it into the other owls rather than just placing it in guns and firing randomly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 11:09 pm
Amara looked around it seemed that it would be the right time to move around. She held her child as she looked around and spotted Che. Hearing Radiant's comment about her son she smiled. "Thank you" she simply replied. "Meet me outside Lucien when you can" she said and walked near Che. Che you old coot, will it be possible to get one of the servants to watch Aiden...oh I'm sorry this is Aiden, my son. So I guess that makes you a grandpa. So until one of the servants can watch my son, you have him...enjoy she said as she passed Aiden to Che. When Lucien disappeared, she walked outside towards the training grounds, When you're ready, come to me she told Lucien, he didn't have to move right now because she knew how he was, she just sat in the open field and began to meditate.
Aeon shook her head. "No I haven't really thought about who I should spar with, I guess it really doesn't matter...especially since I won't be accompanying you all to the battle with The Fallen Phoenix members. I'm going to stay here and look after Aiden. But it still wouldn't be a bad idea to train so that way I can help protect not only him but myself" she said looking at her herald boyfriend.
Elle smiled. "I would love to have a sparring match against my dear sister. What do you say Erin??? It's been a while and we should really catch up" she said with a slight smile. She did miss her sister, she would be a liar if she said she didn't. "I'm going to go find myself a room, and then I'll find us a room we can use to train in" she said as she exited the room and went down the many corridors searching for the perfect room.
The youngest member of the group Vincent looked around. Who could he spar with? He didn't know too many people personally and Amara was already taken. When Phantom had spoken he studied the elder. "Um...excuse me sir...I know...well...I was just wondering if I could spar with you" he said nervously. If Phantom did allow the child to spar with him, Vincent had a feeling that he would learn a lot from the experienced OWL. Much more than what he could have learned from the people who were only a few years older than he was.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 11:48 pm
Everyone seemed to be dispersing again, either to prepare themselves for the sparring sessions or to go to the training rooms. The Herald turned to the sleek motorcycle in the room. A few of the windows were large enough for it to fit through. Lifting the nearest largest window open with a small gravitational lift, she then used a gravitational push to move the bike towards the open window before lifting it with another small decrease in gravity orbiting around it and moved it outside, where she gently began to lower it towards the ground, watching and making sure it didn't accidentally fall. The bike had been very expensive and she wasn't about to allow it to be ruined. Yet, luckily, it landed gently in the parking lot below where she placed a strong dome-like barrier around it. It should be enough to keep away vandals who would try to destroy the bike for their own sadistic pleasures.
"I guess I'll go pick out the room I'm gonna be staying in," she said stretching, her right arm bent and clutching her left before she allowed both of her arms to drop back down to their sides. Awhile back, it would've taken a lot out of her just to create such a strong barrier, but now it didn't seem to phase her for she didn't break a sweat. There was one more thing she could've done to ensure the bike's safety, but she didn't feel it was necessary. The Cosmic Owl then turned and walked out of the room and in search of a room where she would sleep, or at least spend her nights in waiting for morning to come as she didn't require very much sleep. It didn't take her long to find a room, which was more of a suite than anything. It felt like it had been forever since she'd stayed in something so grand. The Azure Owl longed to lounge in the massive jacuzzi tub of the bathroom, but because she was about to really get dirty, there was no point until after.
She removed her leather jacket and draped it over the bed in the bedroom before she turned and walked out of the room and back towards Will's office. She could have gone to the training room, but she thought it would be more courteous if she and Anderson were to go down there together. When she returned, a few people still hadn't left yet, including the two other Heralds, Moli and Anya. Because Cecilia couldn't really use her motorcycle as a prop anymore, she leaned against the nearest wall, her arms folded across her chest and her weight shifted to her left foot as she waited.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:17 am
Staring around the room aimlessly Anderson blinked once as a tiny silver pyre of light flew from his chest. He looked at it and smiled, this was a more portable form of the celestial dragon he housed within his body, afterall he couldn't have it materialize here it would have taken up all of the space in the room and then some. He stood up as the pyre flew back into his chest disappearing. He smiled and walked towards Cecilia who was waiting patiently. "You look bored, looks like you're ready to go." He walked towards the door, opening it he stood in the doorway waving to the others "Well see you all down there for more mayhem and destruction of Will's property." He said referring to the damage they would all surely be causing Che's training ground with their powers. He looked towards cecilia and nodded. "I've been looking forward to fighting a herald. I hope you haven't gotten rusty after all this time." he said with another smile.
Phantom looked down at the shy Vincent, he looked him over, smiling under his mask. "You've got spunk, that's good. Sure we'll see what you've got, just be prepared I'm one of the most unexpected owls you'll ever fight." He said in reference to his power's infinite possibilities, truly when he opened his field the world was his for the taking, the precious laws of physics scientists held onto so harshly were play things, logic and reason were just words for him to bend and warp. As he looked towards the door he decided now was a good time to set out, better to get an idea of the terrain then be completely suprised by what it is he might find.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:28 am
Roulin stood over the balcony watching the men and women dance, eat, drink and gamble inside of the casino. It was still only morning, so surely they weren't drunk right? As this was Will's territory, his essence poured into the humans and Owls below filling them with an ecstasy unlike any other. The stakes were high and so were the libidos of these people. Roulin wasn't affected by this as he wasn't a gambler in that sense. He wasn't an adulterer or a letch therefore what ever sins he had committed didn't pull on him. Smirking, he knew that it was his uncaring attitude to what he'd recently done that allowed him to not be enveloped by all of this. In other words, like everyone in the room behind him, he had more self-control than that.
Timothy's broken artifact was now gripped in his left hand and the gun he'd always carry with him was clasped firmly in his left. The past and the present in both hands....at some point he knew a decision would have to be made. As Radiant sauntered over to him speaking of some talk they needed to engage in, Roulin knew that time may be just around the corner. "Yeah....Las Vegas. Hell. Sin City. It's quite the place huh? I planned on taking a vacation to this little spot whenever I got enough money too. I have the money, but not the time you know? What is that we need to talk about Radiant? Make it quick. I have to speak to Bailey soon about her training."
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Radiant shared her gems of knowledge and departed in search of Roulin. Phantom's wife struck Che as the kind of woman....that was a feminist in every since of the word. Looking over to Phantom who'd just spoken to him, Che wondered how he'd kept from getting emasculated all these years. Hopefully, Kate wouldn't get like that. If she did, Che only hoped her personality wouldn't change much from what it was now. Silent, reserved and sheltering a soft side one had to work to even glimpse. Turning his attention back to Phantom, the Mastering Owl smiled, then sighed as the coffee's short-lived effect began to fade faster and faster now.
"Oh man....oh my God man that coffee....you need to try some Phantom...." said Che as if he were coming down from an intensely pleasurable high. "Alright now...I won't mind what training you---I take that back. We need terrain training Phantom and I think you can do it. I'm not about to let these kids trip on the battlefield to be slaughtered by some Exire trash." Looking over the back of the couch at the Owls that were disappearing to other areas now, Che ogled them all with a gaze that held both joy and caution. "These guys need to be fine tuned in two weeks...this isn't a game anymore and I hope they all understand that...."
As Che returned his attention to Phantom, a familiar voice rang in his ears or rather his head. It was the voice of Amara Vanilli, another young Owl that was high on Che's VIP list. When he caught sight of her, he noticed she was holding a baby. Of course, from fatherly instinct, Che wanted to stand up and question her vigorously before running off to pummel whoever the father was. Being that now was not the time, he had no choice but to accept the child with grin so fake, it may have been able to have been pulled right off with a swift tug. ~Now...old coot? What in the---when did you----who's baby is this?! And don't leave him with me! I'm busy with grown-ups Ms.!~ But before he could stop her, she was too far gone and little Aiden was now his for the moment. Turning back to Phantom, and then to Kate, Che smirked and held the little baby boy up. "So....I just learned I'm a grandfather. Neat huh?"
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"Hmmmmm....I don't know either...." said Moli in response to Aeon. The Herald didn't want to see Aeon harmed in anyway, but there had to be some form of training for the girl even if she wasn't going to fight in the main battle. When she went on to say that training was in order for her simply for protection, Moli nodded. "Yeah, to keep you out of harm's way. Wouldn't hurt to know a few new tricks would it? Probably should talk to Ms. Radiant about that kind of thing though. Her power is projection, but I'm certain you can learn some things from her."
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:33 am
Vincent's eyes lit up when Phantom took him up on his deal. Vincent followed Phantom silently. He was excited and he did want to see what the man's mutation was. Vincent began to ponder what Phantom meant by he was one of the most unexpected OWLS he'd meet. As they reached an open field on the other side of the vicinity, Vincent looked at Phantom. "So what exactly is your mutation?" he asked curiously. "Sorry about the getup, I was undercover for two months as a UNS soldier" he said rubbing the back of his head with a sheepish grin.
Aeon smiled at her boyfriend. He was probably the only person on this Earth who understood her. "I'm glad you understand Moli...but I have two questions to ask you. Will you still love me when I get old and gray and you stay young? And what will you do when I die and you live forever?" she asked curiously. When he mentioned that Radiant had the same power as her, her eyes gleamed with enthusiasm. She would definitely go speak with the elderly woman, perhaps training with her would prove beneficial.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:48 am
Phantom turned to look over his houlder at Che as he grogily spoke. Phantom laughed and shook his head. "Che you could always out drink me any day of the week getting me on that stuff and I'd start throwing away my mask and blurting out secrets. Now what's the point of having a secret if you're going to blurt it out in a drunken rant?" He asked the Mastering Owl. He thought a bit about the next thing Che said. "Hm, terrain training. Fine, that'll be relatively easy. Just tell your kids to not whine when things get complicated, I hate whiners." he said with a small sigh. "I'm sure they've finally grasped that this isn't a game. Perhaps not as well as some of the others, they've all lived lives unscathed by personal death, sure they've all killed, but none of them have lost the single most important person in the world to them that makes them unprepared, they hesitate because they still have something to lose. We may need to worry about that." Phantom spun around a bit as Che said he was a grandfather. "How? Roulin and Moli don't have kids? Che are you sure you heard that message right?" He asked as he tapped his mask with his index finger. He glanced down at Vincent who had asked about his power. "It's called Infinitum Creatio, latin for Infinite Creation, I have the absolute ability to change the world around me as I see fit."
"Life always seems to turn like that." She said as she walked towards the banister, lifting herself up she sat down on the edge of the bannister. Looking over her shoulder at the city below she moved some of her hair behind her ear. Crossing her left leg over her right she looked back at Roulin. "I'll try not to use to much of that precious time of yours, afterall you only have an eternity as Life." She said with a small laugh. She opened up her hand, floating infront of it a collection of golden dust slowly formed her golden contract, it lit up the balcony in a bath of golden light the radiance fitting her owl designation. "Sign it." She said bluntly. "This contract isn't for you, it's a promise I made to an old friend and now I'm just completing my end of the bargain." She said calmly. Already signed on the bottom of the contract was Lucien's name, the words in the contract were long complicated versions of a simple statement, purposefully worded complicated to talk in circles so that if someone were to read it they wouldn't know exactly what they were signing. "This is what we must talk about. Sign it and your team will be given an power of the past, a power feared by most that has survived the perils of time for hundreds of years." She said softly, the light reflected off her glasses. Reaching up she gripped them gently in her free hand. She looked at them and with a sly grin tossed them over the edge of the building. "Don't dally.' She said as a golden quill formed floating next to the contract. She had been called many things, manipulative, cunning all of these things were true but here and now she felt as though she was using the worst sort of cunning, she wanted to tell Lucien and Roulin what they were getting themselves into, but she knew that part of the contract was that any and all stipulations would be kept confidential. "You want power. Power enough to ensure that this war ends. Sign this contract and you'll be one step further in that dream."
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 12:58 am
Cecilia was very much pleased to see that Anderson was just as eager as her to begin this training. She too was anxious to test out her new abilities, especially one she had been working on perfecting. Anderson was probably one of the most perfect people to test it out on. Che and Kate wer also still in the room. A snicker escaped her throat upon seeing Roulin's father holding little Aiden. The child seemed to like him, for he didn't fuss at all. When he saw Cecilia, he grinned in his adorable way that made Cecilia smile back at him and wave at him before she turned towards Anderson, her lips curling into a mischievous smirk. "Rusty? That word isn't even in my vocabulary anymore, dear Anderson," she said as she flicked her silver plait off of her shoulder where it settled down her back, lightly touching her waist.
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 2:40 am
Will listened and remained calm as he let Che ramble on like an idiot. His student certainly enjoyed making up "pet" names for others too. Whether that came from Will or not was something to wonder. Che had spared his mentor and his servants any corny names....for the moment. The devil closed his eyes and put a hand to his head as Che rambled on. That drink was too much for Che to handle. Tai's special could wake anyone up, but it something else for people to be able to handle it. Che wasn't ever going to forget the drink. He was thinking about is he spoke as he repeatedly said "Drink." The devil was seriously considering putting Che to sleep as soon as the kid was done talking. After all, the Mastering Owl no longer had the same endurance as he used to. Cheani was now mortal.
When Lucien thanked him, the devil simply dismissed the comment with a wave of his hand and smirked. "Of course. Think of it as a special favor. I've already made the arrangements." People probably didn't want to know what sort of concoctions Will's connections had. It probably wouldn't be far fetched to say that things from horror movies and games existed.
The Satan Owl didn't seem surprised when Phantom and Radiant showed up. They tended to show up when they were expected to show up. To Will, they were rather predictable even though they were influenced by the contract signers. He allowed Che to answer as Radiant's question was directed to the purple eyed lethargic Tai hyper Owl. "Tea, Cheani? How about bubble tea? You can choke on the tapioca in the process."
He raised an eyebrow as Amara began to talk about nothing being the desk. Oh? So, there wasn't any sh*t left on the desk besides the diaper. He would have much preferred her to do the changing else where in more appropriate facilities aside from his office. The blonde devil looked at Amara stoically as if nothing had happened and drank from his glass of wine as Radiant came to coo at poopy baby Aiden.
It was fine that they boarded at the particular casino which held Will's main office in Vegas. The rooms at this particular casino were one of the most comfortable in the whole area, especially the rooms Will had set aside for them. Cecilia had found one of them in no time.
As people began to pair up and leave without having any idea of where in hell the training rooms were, Will stood up. Somehow, the Owls would be able to find the training rooms by coincidence. These training rooms were specially enhanced to deal with Owls. They were all inside for secretive purposes. After all, the devil did have Owls in his employ, and some of them were rather strong. So it seemed the pairs were Cecilia and Anderson, Vincent and Phantom, Elle and Erin, Amara and Lucien. Others would match up soon. "Cheani, you should thank Tai for that special drink of his... time to put some of that energy to use, you lazy bum. Tai, Sebastian! You two will fight him. Do make sure to give him one hell of a time." A smirk played on the devil's face as Che found himself stuck with the baby. "And don't make babysitting an excuse. Myra or any of the other ladies in this room can handle the child."
His gaze floated over to Demios and Genya. "Genya, what are you doing here? You should be in Japan. I'm putting on you the next flight back." As if predicting what Demios would say, Will stated flatly, "Demios, don't you start. Prove to me you can hold up against Owls of different abilities and maybe I'll let him stay. Let's see... why don't you start with Jeannie? She shouldn't be so much of a problem, hmm? You fought Amara before. After that, go find a new Herald to fight. If you get through that, I'll tell you who else is next."
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 4:39 am
((UNS---Daryle))
Daryle simply smiled when Ember said that he may regret paying for the drinks later on. “I assure you I will not be worrying over anything. Let’s forget about the world and its worries and enjoy this evening.” Daryle was not worried…because he was not the one footing the bill. His ever so kind employer would be. Daryle leaned his head on an open palm lazily as he waited to hear what Embers old husband used to be like and how he came to meet his untimely demise. So he was rather surprised when she took a slow sip of her drink and stated rather bluntly that she could no longer remember. The Breezy Owl couldn’t help but wonder if that’s what happened to people when they lived for too long. Do their minds become so full of new memories and experiences that it simply deletes past contents to make more space?…It was in its own right…a sad thing to think about. Of course, it probably didn’t help that Ember seemed to drink a lot.
Daryle followed Embers gaze when a small bar fight broke out some few paces away from where they sat. “Faster than usual…” The blonde male had no intention of joining in the fight. He was more for sitting where he was and enjoying his drink while being entertained with Ember’s stories and general company. Ah yes, it was rare for Daryle to enjoy the simplicities that life had to offer. Even if it came in the form of a simple chilled glass filled with dark brown liquid…that was just knocked over and spilt onto the floor.
Daryle Saxton the Breezy Owl from Spain was not a violent person. He was a funny man with a passion for food and dance. But, should he over indulge and spoil himself with a few alcohol based drinks…his mind becomes somewhat lost. This was one of those rare moments in which Daryle had drunk more then he should…it was also one of those rare moments that something had happened that annoyed the man so much that he quite literally flipped the table in front of him. “Some people…Some people are rude enough to spill a man’s drink…” Thankfully, Ember was holding her glass at the time the table was flipped so her drink was safe while Daryle was forced to express his anger at losing his drink.
Standing from his seat in one smooth action, Daryle spun round to face the green slime leaking Owl with an expression like that of an enraged wolf.“You…” He had nothing else to say to the Owl before him for he was in no mood to speak. Instead, the Breezy Owl summoned up a flurry of sharply condensed blades of air and sent them towards the Slime guy“Zakennayo!!” Saxton was not finished yet. The man was still moving to freely for the Breezy Owls liking. All thoughts of Ember had momentarily left his train of thought as he grabbed the slimy Owl by the scruff of his collar and pulled him upwards until he was level with Daryle’s narrowed eyes. “Heh…wanted to start a fight hm? Wanted to use your disgusting powers against weaker opponents’ hmmmm? kuso kurae no shin!!!” Clenching his left hand into a tight fist, Daryle brought his arm back before delivering a nose crunching punch….
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 6:05 am
After being dragged from his previous location, Khalifa found himself appearing within an office filled with both his friends and UNS members or at least former as far as he could tell. Dressed in a black sleeveless hoodie, black loosely fitting jeans which were comfortable for him to do combat in, and the newest pair of Jordans in black and grey; Khalifa stood in a corner with his back against the wall, hood on, and simply watched Che make a fool of himself with a smirk taking place on his lips. Once the plan actually began to come together with the input of several he was never one for large groups rather they were friends or not but he didn't bother giving his input being that he couldn't due to the fact he was analyzing each plan and attempting to look into his own future to see the out come. Khalifa posses a unique perception of time, seemingly perceiving all events that occur in his life simultaneously. This is with exception, for certain events blur or distort his perception of certain sections of time until he becomes closer chronologically to those events. Despite his perception of time he finds himself a slave to predetermination, understanding the sequence of events that will occur as well as his own involvement in them but unable to alter the events in the past or future that he will be a part of. It should be noted that this ability has been impeded before through the use of tachyons and on top of that his control over such a skill was limited to five minutes. He didn't get much, hell he couldn't even see the outcome of this mission which was odd since it wasn't very far away but by the time he had returned to his normal state of mind the others were speaking of sparring partners and the glow in his eyes had just ceased. Looking to Will who was speaking with Demios, Khalifa pushed himself off the wall and walked over to the duo before placing his hand on the shoulder of Demios. "I'll be your partner Demios, its been far to long since we last had a spar or even fought side by side."
(Yep, I jumped in and was at a lost of how to do it so this is what I came up with. And I'll post as Jaylin at a later date since partners are pretty much filled so just assume he's in the office.)
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Posted: Wed Dec 21, 2011 3:04 pm
Radiant, from her first impression on the young Owl, seemed to be a woman that got straight to the point with her business. Glaring at her after she presented the contract with such abruptness, the Life Owl couldn't help but wonder what Phantom saw in this woman. She was attractive Roulin couldn't help but admit, but if this was her way of getting the job done, then surely, alot of her contracts may have went unsigned. Looking down at the slip of paper, his right hand tightly coiled around the golden, porous hilt of his make shift lightsaber. This situation didn't seem right, but there were many things that were adding up here. Too many...
Lucien's name was at the base of this golden slip of paper Radiant promised would grant him strength he needed to end this war. Lucien....a person Roulin knew wouldn't take chances like this had signed this thing. Locked in thought now, Roulin stood motionless thinking of the potential outcomes of this thing. He had a power just for this predicament and now, he decided, was the opportune time to test it out. After attracting a pen up to him from the briefcase of a man below, Roulin placed his hand on the slip of paper and in seconds, the history of the mysterious piece of paper. Apparently, Lucien had indeed signed it, but the unbeknownst stipulation was made a obvious after the brief moment of contact.
"The person I wish to see thrive and live...they'll lose their life huh?" asked Roulin in an incredulous tone. This woman....was a strange one. Could this contract really do that? That'd involve some kind of...universal control or something. That meant that this lady had powers like none other. This made Roulin grin in expectation of this. If the contract was right, Roulin could lose either Che, Moli or Cecilia, Cecilia being the worse case scenario. Thinking further, there wasn't many people Roulin cared enough about...a lonely existence subdued only by his close family and friends. "Heh. I'm in Las Vegas right? May as well gamble...." And with a twinkle of curiosity in his eye, Roulin wasted no more time. He signed the contract Roulin Venticuori Presidiomni and kept the pen for himself. Pushing the slip of paper back now, the young Italian looked up at Radiant, his expression beaming invisibly with delight. "You must be some kind of sorceress...the person I want to live the most will die huh? I'm not a superstitious man and I've been receiving threats every since I was eight. Hmph. I've signed your paper. Unless you want to talk, I'm going to have to ask that you leave me alone now."
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Che couldn't help but stare at the baby in his arms now. The little life in his hold was named Aiden and for the most part, that's all he knew about the baby besides it was a boy. Or maybe it was a girl....was Amara that kind of person? How could Che not know the preferences of the woman he considered a daughter? With an exasperated, Che drooped his head and shrugged. There needed to be a day where it was just him, Roulin and Amara on a field trip or something...being a stranger to the most important people in his life was starting to pull at his heart strings.
"Tai's special drink eh? Christ man, you need to sell this stuff...heh...if you don't mind, I'd like to make the commercial." Jokingly, the Mastering Owl who was now 'sobering' more and more by the moment chuckled at the thought of Will actually being seen on television. Nice suit, nice tie and trying to sell something. If wasn't rich enough all ready, Che knew that would only make Satan's worth skyrocket. After Will mentioned fighting the creator of that magnificent blend Tai and the master chef, butler thing Sebastian, the lazy tuft of hair rolled his eyes as if his father had just told him to clean his room. "Really? Two versus one? Just when I thought I'd get some rest...oh well. I haven't had to show any paper in a while. All I ask from you is about three decks of cards alright? Maybe a ream of printing paper as well hm?"
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