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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2018 7:23 pm
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Thomas Delacore
STUDENT
The sound of rusted metal hinges, creaking from under usage, echoed throughout the complex. The operations floor's skyline windows opened with sufficient resistance. Thomas grunted as he pried the pane open and look downwards. There was a good twenty foot drop in front of him, "Yeesh, that's a steep fall..." he said to himself, adjusting his glasses. He rolled up his sleeves and clasped the edge of the window before draping himself over the ledge. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing; he felt the same chilling feeling whenever he performed a summoning. His hands felt like they were dipped in ice water as swirls of dark purple and black began to chase themselves around his fingers. It was then he heard the all too familiar rush of wind through his hair and he let go of the siding to fall down to the earth.
He soon felt the frosted touch of his summoned spirit; opening his eyes he saw the black tendrils wrap him in a motherly embrace as they set him onto the ground slowly. Thomas brushed off his blazer and pulled his sleeves back down before turning to face his creation. A black being, made of thick, dark smoke with long arms and talon'd hands. Large tentacles protruded from its back as it knelt on its carpal legs. Its eyes gazed into Thomas's; golden fixtures of endless blazing light that seemed to burn with loathing, admiration and undeniable hatred. "Good girl..." Thomas said smoothly as the creature's eyes closed and faded into nothing.
Thomas looked around; the old factory was nothing special. A few machines here and a couple of battered crates there. The room he was in was definitely the operations room where the textile machines worked. The faint, musty smell of niter and mildew filled Thomas's nostrils as he looked down at his watch. 3 o'clock; the suns rays stretched across the concrete floor, weaving through the window panes like a quilt. "At least I can get away from everyone here... Thomas murmured, looking around to make sure no one else was there with him. He couldn't stand large crowds; since the day he was born, Thomas could not stand public places. It was too loud, too busy, too many people. He liked the isolation, where he could listen to his music, practice his fighting or his peculiarity in privacy and peace of mind.
Today however, he just wanted a place to get away and read. The library was too quiet and often contained students he never met before, which made his anxiety nearly boil to a climax. Thomas reached into his blazer's inner pocket and pulled out his favorite novel "Clockwork Angel: The Infernal Devices." He was already a few chapters in, and was excited to see if Tessa would successfully infiltrate D'Quincy's party while disguised as Camile. He took a seat on one of the crates and opened the book to where he had left off, baited breath and smiling, he was in a state of bliss.
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2019 10:05 am
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
Eugh! This place was absolutely disgusting. Why did they have to call a meeting here? Yes, not all of the Exiles were particularly rich, but if this was the alternative, he would have much rather just paid everyone's way and they could have met at a respectable conference center. But that didn't really fit the villain motif, did it? Worse, most of his lackeys were outside or at least away from the building, he only had Pryde and Morgana with him, and they made for poor company. At least Morgana was quiet and thoughtful, and thus tolerable. Pryde on the other hand...he was a nuisance and a braggart, but he was a damn competent one, so he kept the man around. He sat in a plush chair towards the center of the room. There were only two chairs there, one was fairly plush and red, the other was above the former, and was straight-backed and deep black. Prophet had taken the lower one as was expected of him. Of course Morgana and Pryde were not permitted on the pedestal, and stood diligently to his sides, keeping an eye on everything. Suspended from the ceiling, there was a large shrouded object. Of course people were looking up and wondering what it was, but none dared to investigate, especially not once they found out that Prophet had explicitly stated none were to meddle with it. They may have been criminals, but they knew who the big dogs were, and he was definitely almost an alpha.
He had been stressed of late, worrying about how the plan would go over, though not able to think on it much for fear that Queen would find out. Of course, he and his associate had created the plan themselves, so it was flawless, but Queen scared him and he did not want anything coming back on him. To alleviate his fears, Crusher (he refused to use her actual full alias) had set up a livestream of the event patched only to her and him, and even put up a few angles for other cameras so he could future sight on them. Which of course he did. So between the stress and using his abilities so much, he was a bit tired and had a major headache throbbing in his skull. He leaned slightly to his left where Morgana stood, "I believe everyone is almost here. Have you any word on the guest of honor?" She shook her head, then seemed to pull a bottle of wine and a glass out of thin air. "I have not yet, Boss, but I believe someone will be arriving soon. Please, in the mean time, relax a little. You work much too hard providing for all of us." She poured a little of the wine into the glass and handed it up to him. He had no clue where she had gotten it, but it was a remarkable vintage. Sometimes she really was his favorite.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2019 7:14 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2019 3:24 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
He nodded briefly at the man's words, "thank you, my team will be on the lookout for her." It was relieving to know that she was just momentarily delayed and not in serious trouble, or worse, hadn't decided that she did not care for this arrangement and backed out. Pryde looked at the newcomer appraisingly, trying to figure out if the man's lack of muscles meant there was more to him, or if he was just straight up weaker than him. He knew of the Boss's boss's strength, and she was definitely a woman to fear, so wouldn't that mean that her team was also very deadly? Mr. Halla had told him to stop judging people so quickly, so he figured this must be one of those situations. Morgana gave Kaden an impassive look. The man was certainly talented, but he was not in her line of study, so he was merely an acquaintance with a positive connotation.
A few moments later, Crusher commed in stating that the target had been sighted and was near the building. She seemed to have an injured companion, who had been id'ed as Takashi, Rin, a long-standing member of the Exiles. Given Ms. Stark's team, Jagger was likely nearby and would heal the comrade in a moment. Prophet gave a brief smile before acknowledging her report. He finished up the last bit of wine in his glass before standing. Instantly the entire room went silent, for usually that was the cue that either Queen would be arriving, or Prophet would be taking care of things in that one's stead. The only benefit of this place was that sound traveled well. Despite the fact that he did not speak particularly loudly, nor did he have any sort of amplification device, his voice traveled throughout the building and into the ear of everyone attending. "Good evening, comrades. We are gathered here today to mark the dawning of a new era. An era in which all of us shall be unified under one goal and one creed. No longer shall we be mere pawns of a distant overlord, no longer shall the world look upon us as meager villains. We shall become The Exiles, not just a hodgepodge medley of exiles. To mark the dawning of this new era, I have a present for you all." He motioned to the side, and whatever was waiting near the ceiling began to descend. After a few moments of gentle descent, it came to rest on the ground directly in front of the stage. Prophet took a few steps towards it, then drew back the black sheet with a flourish. Underneath was a pure glass coffin displaying the blood-stained corpse of Queen. There was a gasp heard throughout the room, then complete silence once more. No one really knew what to do. It was obvious from the second-in-command's words that the hit had been carried out from within, but it was astonishing that anyone could take out someone so powerful. "For those of you who swore your allegiance to the Exiles, you have nothing to fear. The organization is now stronger, and we welcome you all with open arms. To those who swore directly to this corpse, we will give you an opportunity to change your mind. I highly advice that you do so." There was some slight murmuring from the crowd, but most were curious to see where this was going. "Well, now that that is settled, I believe it is time that you meet the new and rightful ruler of the Exiles: Charon."
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2019 6:06 pm
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xxx It was such a strange feeling, being touched like this. The only human contact she really knew besides the odd pat on the head from Sebastian was from the lab but it was never with care. She was nothing more then like a pincushion at the lab. Being tested and having needles and even tubes put into her with scares to prove it. As the horned woman pet the beat, she relaxed more, taking in this feeling that was so new to her. Then Nasya pulled her into a hug which was something very new to Rin. Even though she was shifted, it still surprised her as she never been hugged in this form or her human form. It was strange to feel another persons warmth but she liked it. The woman soon pulled away and the beast kept her head lowered so that she was looking up at Nasya.
The large animal blinked her eyes slowly as if it was agreeing to Nasya before she followed behind her. The loyal dog took one last glance at the man who she was loyal to, letting out a slight whimper before turning away and following Nasya, noticing that the two from before were gone. She wondered where the two went and hoped wherever they went, that murderer got what she deserved. As the two walk, the massive dog took in every sent so she knew her way back if she ever needed to and to make sure no one was close by. Did not want to have anyone seeing a horned woman with a massive dog with blood dripping down its neck now did we?
The got closer to the factory and the large dog had a idea where they were going. The abandoned factory, she had been there a couple times and even slept there a couple nights in the past but now she slept mostly in the abandoned mall. They had ran into someone on their way, making the beast stand tall and let out a low growl incase the person before them meant harm. He did not mean any harm and the horned woman gave the stranger a order and then was gone in a flash. The large dog sniffed the air and stepped forward to where the stranger was and sniffed the area where he stood, as if she was checking if he was really gone before continued their way.
They had turned into a alleyway a that was not to far away from the factory and the beat smelt a new person in the area, making the beast once again stand tall and let out a low growl. A man stepped forward, a different one from before and acted like he knew Naysa. It seemed that this woman had a few people working for her… The man stepped closer and it seemed this was the person who was going to help. The black dog looked at Naysa for a moment, seeing that the woman was calm made the beast slightly more calm. The beast sat down and lowered her head so it would be easier for the man to look at her wound but it didn't stop her from flinching when the man touched her. The massive dog would of normally would of snapped by now but seeing as Naysa knew this man and was calm she did not. The process was rather short and painless, making the large animal slightly confused. She stood up quickly and shook her head as if to check if her wound was really healed. The beast looked at Jagger, stepping forward and sniffing his chest before pulling away and following Naysa, having her head down and close to her side like a loyal dog would walk with its master.
With: Naysa and Jaggar
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Where: Back Alley
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Mood: alert
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Status: Forever Single
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 12:09 pm
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 NASYA STARKLocation: The factory "stage" with Jasper, Rin and Kaden.
The beast seemed to handle everything well enough. Nasya wasn't worried about her lackeys. They'd probably warm up to each other so she wouldn't be growling at them all the time. She also knew none of them would be afraid of the massive canine. It would be sad if that were the case. Nasya couldn't have weaklings working under her--unless they served a purpose. Plus, it looked like the mutt was already attached to her--which was the plan to begin with. Perhaps Angel made it easier for her, but she would not be forgiven for breaking a direct order. The young woman knew what she was doing. It was better this way. Angel was starting to get antsy and more argumentative. It was no surprise to find out she did something stupid.
With the wound healed, they made their way to the meeting place. A massive dog wouldn't be able to fit through the average size door and the big ones were too loud to open at the moment. It would take away from the speech she could hear coming to a close. Jasper had impeccable timing--and she had an idea why. She stopped at the building before turning to look at the canine. "I need you to stand guard for me out here. Can you do that?" She gave a small smile and stroked the beats fur when she got a favorable response. "I'll be back." Before she could make a move to leave someone called out to her.
"Wait!" Her eyes shifted to find Mitch running in her direction. When he came to a stop a bit breathless, he pulled out some dainty necklace. "Wear this. It'll complete the outfit." Nasya gave him a look he seemed to understand before she turned around. The man smiled as he put on the piece of jewelry gingerly. He was careful not to tangle it in her hair. "I've taken care of her. Even learned something new~" The demon woman took a step away from him before responding. "Good." With that said, she jumped into the air to fly over to a certain part of the buildings roof.
Meanwhile . . .
Kaden merely gave a polite head nod before he moved to stand next to the chair meant for Nona. He didn't really need to be there, but if anyone it would be him. She wouldn't care either way. Since he was already up in the spotlight, so to speak, he'd stay. It wasn't long before the speech began. A distant overlord, huh? Was it really different from someone who would only show her face when she deemed it necessary? It didn't really matter to him. Red orbs shifted to look at what he knew was descending from the ceiling. Wow. They really knew how to put on a show. A smirk threatened to appear on his features. When boss lady's alias was bellowed out he kept his eyes on the crowd. Kaden knew where she'd be coming from and there was no reason to watch.
The sound of glass breaking echoed through the old factory--causing the mass of people to look up as she descended onto the "stage". She made sure to do it in a prominent place far enough away from Jasper's group so the glass wouldn't rain down on them. Any glass cuts she might have obtained healed almost instantly. Who knows if anyone would have been able to see that though. Nasya flapped her wings more for dramatic effect as the glass trickled around her like sparkling gems. Thanks to the setting sun. Heeled boots touched the ground with a noise that seemed to signify her obvious presence. She walked over to the middle of the "stage" and stood in front of her chair--demanding everyone's undivided attention. "I thank you all for coming." She said as the woman opened her arms out wide. Nasya let her arms fall to her sides before she continued. "The old ideals were a good start, but too broad. Too simple. I'm here to give you a purpose, should you choose to stay, one greater than just mere sacrificial lambs." She continued with her speech. Only addressing what was absolutely necessary. There was no way she would reveal the details to so many unknowns. It would be like asking for trouble. She still had to prove to the ones who were unsure she was what they've wanted all along.
"The old ways have come to an end," she spoke as she motioned over to the glass coffin. Smoke seemed to be seeping out of the lifeless body--quickly filling the container. "A soon to be forget memory." Nasya closed her outstretched hand into a fist right when everything disappeared from the glass coffin. The smoke. The body. All gone. "Now it is time to decide. Will you walk with us? Or will you disappear into the society you despise so much?"
With her speech over, the mass of people were left to talk amongst themselves. She wasn't going to bother with organizing a bunch of individuals she knew next to nothing about. That's what Jasper was for. If there was anyone who could be remotely useful later on he would be able to figure that out. Anyone was welcomed to join, but if they ever stepped out of line they would be taken care of accordingly. Nasya went back to sit in her designated spot. Now it was time to wait. "Kaden. Bring in the dog."
Back outside . . .
Kaden slipped out while most were focused on everything they saw and heard. He knew exactly who Nona was talking about when she mentioned a dog. That was because he was one of the two off to the side who first ran into the confrontation. He came to a stop near the massive canine while making his presence know ahead of time. There was no reason to spook the beast. "She wanted me to bring you to her." He explained before he turned to walk over toward the massive green doors. One began to open up rather slowly. It's old parts grinding out a noise which rang through the building. As soon as there was enough space he started to guide the massive canine toward the "stage" at the other end. The sea of people parted for them as they went. Nasya only spoke when they both made it onto the "stage". "Come. Sit." She held out her hand to the side of her chair with her palm facing down when she said 'sit'. Kaden moved to go where he needed to be. When the beast did what was asked she began to comb her fingers through the dark fur. Her eyes watching the people below.
Wearing? A necklace decorating a dress with boots.   MITCH----------KADEN |
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2019 10:00 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
Of course she hadn't told him when or how she would enter, but he knew it wouldn't be a normal way, so he had kept his eyes peeled for different methods. Fortunately he had been keeping note of the skylight as an option, and saw her entrance a good few seconds before it occurred. That was enough time for him to nudge Morgana and get her to bring up a shield. Of course none of the glass actually fell near him, but it was better to be safe than bleeding. Plus it made it look like he was in good communication with the new boss, which would make the underlings more hesitant to provoke him. Not that many had tried of late, but anything that helped him maintain authority was appreciated. Her speech was short and to the point, which was quite the opposite of him, but that hopefully meant they could strengthen each other's shortcomings. Her diction was excellent, really made her come across as almost a benevolent mother, yet her entrance and then the disappearance of Queen all showed that she was a powerful woman that you did not want to cross. As a sophisticated man himself, he could appreciate all of the stylistic choices she made, but the people out watching, most of them were far too simple. The only thing they could perceive was that there was a new boss in town, and they really were better off siding with her. It was like leading lambs to the slaughter, save now they were dying sacrificing needlessly, now there was a legitimate cause. Study after study indicated that those who fought for a cause fought the most valiantly and were willing to sacrifice that much more. It was exactly what they needed.
Even without bringing Rin in, he was certain that the vast majority if not all of those assembled would join them, but seeing how such a beast obediently followed her, and seemed quite content to murder anyone who crossed her...yeah, that was definitely a casual threat. There was no way in hell anyone was going to back out now. And as for his task, it had been completed before she even asked him to do it. He had files on everyone who joined, files on everyone who had ever been with them, files on people he wanted to recruit, and files on their top enemies. That was what he did: he compiled information and kept tabs on everything. He had already handed off all of the files to Ms. Love, with the instructions that she was to hold on to them until told otherwise, and that there might be a culling of numbers. There was a general mumbling throughout the crowd, but soon a few towards the front knelt down and held their fist to their chest, "we swear our loyalty to the Exiles, and by extent, to Boss Charon who now leads us." Similar messages were repeated by most everyone in the room. There were a few in the corners who had yet to say anything, but he was confident they would join in within the coming days. He returned to his seat, and almost immediately Morgana poured another drink for him. "That was quite the display, Boss," Prophet quietly said to Charon. "It would seem our numbers will not be greatly affected by this shift, as we both thought likely." This would be a lovely new era for them all.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2019 7:03 pm
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xxx Following what seemed to be her new master, the massive dog stopped and tilted her head slightly as she waited for Nasya to say or do something. When the horned woman gave the large beast a command the beast let out a slight groan before sitting down and allowing Nasya to stroke her. There was then a familiar voice that came towards them, making the dog look up to see who it was. It was the man from before in the alley way that took that murderer away. He came holding an necklace, saying it would complement the outfit. The large animal leaned in a little sniffing the air as if she was trying to figure out what it was that they were talking about. Once the large beast figured out what it was she let out a yawn and started to settle down.
Though, the settling down did not last long as the horned woman flew off with her large wings, making the black dog stand up and watched the horn woman fly away. The beast started to pass a little, almost like she was panicking but soon she stopped and simply sat at the door and did what was she was told. Stand on guard. Her large black ears perked up as the sounds of shattering glass could be heard, making her stand up on her fours slightly with her right front paw lifted up higher slightly as if she was ready to make a run for it. Sniffing the air she came tot he conclusion that it was safe and sat back down again.
Hearing Nasya from inside the building made the massive dog calm down again and tried to listen in to what she was saying along with keeping guard as she was told. It seemed that they were starting something new, the Exiles have fallen and they were being reborn to something new with Nasya as their leader. Queen was gone, Sebastian was gone so there was no where else to go. Either stay with the strong or be with the weak and Rin never wanted to feel weak again... She did not want to feel like nothing more then a lab rat or something that was worthless. With Nasya she could be useful maybe? She failed Sebastian but maybe with this new leader she could accomplish more and show what she could really do.
A door opened, making the beast turn her head to see a man she had not yet seen before. Most likely one of the horn woman's people. The large black dog stood up and let the man lead the way. He opened these larger green doors making this loud noise that made the black dog groan. Once the doors were opened, she stepped into the building seeing a room full of people. The hairs on the back of the beast stood up a little as she walking through the building, watching the people clear the way so she could walk. The massive dog snarled a little, just to show that if anyone tried anything that she would bite. As they got closer to the stage she noticed Jasper. She had never met Jasper but she knew him because of Sebastian. The large animal easily got onto the 'stage' and looked around the room, still on high alert before another command was given. The beast walked up to the the hand that showed her the command to sit and pressed her nose tot he hand as if she was obliging the command before sitting beside her.
With: Nasya, Jasper and a room of people
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Where: Factory
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Mood: Alert
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Status: Forever Single
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 6:40 am
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NASYA STARKLocation: The factory "stage" with Jasper, Rin and Kaden.
Her eyes stayed fixated on the massive green door as it opened. Only shifting to lock onto the beast Kaden was leading to the "stage". A barely there smile curled onto her face as she watched the massive dog snarl at the people while walking by. When the nose was pressed into her hand she glided her palm over the snout and between the ears. After the single pet, she patted the beast where her hand ended up. Which was on the side of the canine's neck. Her fingers combing through the dark fur only when the beast sat down beside her.
Soon, the crowd began to speak. Swearing their loyalty--among other things. Nasya eyes watched each person until the voices became a bit muddled together as others joined in before people finished. Almost turning it into a chant of sorts. Honestly, she didn't like the idea of having control over a large group--not that the Exiles were that massive. Still, she was used to working with her team on covert missions. Meeting up with Jasper again got them talking. They both had things they wanted to do and couldn't truly do it alone. She couldn't make the changes needed with what she had. Her team was great and she trusted them. The problem was they had specific purposes. There are certain things her small group couldn't get done on their own. That's what it boiled down to in the end.
Abnormal eyes shifted to look at Jasper when he spoke to her. A slight smile appeared on her features. A display she had nothing to do with besides acting like she did the trick. "Your numbers. Mine have increased tremendously." She said merely to point out the fact that she never had so many under her wing. Her gaze shifted back to the crowd. "Together we are stronger." Sure, she might have had people or even small groups help her from time to time. This was different.
After the group settled down, the real work began. Nasya stopped petting her new furry companion when she got the files about the ones in the building from her second. Files handed off to Kaden without even looking at the contents. She trusted them both after all. Plus, she informed Kaden about what she was looking for and what he needed to do. The crowd was told about how they would be analyzed and interviewed. That way they could get a gauge on where everyone sat, what they wanted and how they could contribute. It would make them feel important and cared about. Which was true--to a degree. This process wasn't going to be over in one night of course. She was just letting Kaden do some basic tests. Ones she didn't technically need to be around for, but she would still stay for a while. It would do better for morale. They would probably try harder with her eyes on them as well. Perhaps she'd conduct a walkthrough at some point.
"You don't have to stay for this." Nasya said as she turned to look over at Jasper. "I just need you to drop off the rest of the files in my office." The new one which sat in the penthouse suite. "Tomorrow. Would you pay a visit to any members who couldn't come this evening?" She may have phrased it as a question, but there wasn't a choice. Unless he really had more pressing matters. She also didn't point out the fact that she only cared about the ones who were likely to stay true to the cause and might prove to be useful in some capacity. Jasper would know. He had been recruiting for Queen for who knows how long. Plus, they talked about it before. "I'll take a look at the other files later tonight." With that said, she turned her attention to the crowd as her hand began to pet the massive dog. How long could this person stay in such a form?
Nasya shifted her gaze toward the beast. "If you need to shift back. Do it out of sight. Behind my chair." She added the last bit like an afterthought. The demon woman didn't care if Jasper's group knew. He should have known already anyway. Nasya didn't believe the majority knew and she wanted to keep it a mystery. If she really needed to she could ask for a smokescreen or have Zeke take her into his world. The beast probably wouldn't like that though. She needed to make some introductions.
Wearing? A necklace decorating a dress with boots. KADEN |
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2019 9:51 pm
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xxx The beast let out a groan of approval as her new leader stroked her hand through the beast black fur. The dogs ears twitched a little as the room echoed the chant of their new leader. Looking down at the crowed she sniffed the air to see if there was any familiar smells in the crowed but there was nothing. Meaning that the few people she knew from the exiles were either not joining or dead like Sebastian maybe? The smell of that murderer was no where in this room, making the large animal wonder what happened to her. Chewing her up would of been satisfying but even so, that would not bring him back, nothing would...
The large animals head turned slightly to look at Jasper who it seemed the horned woman trusted. The dogs new leader trusted him but that did not mean her beast did. Jasper was part of the Exiles, he worked for Queen just like Sebastian but now all the sudden he was the right hand man to another? Could he have been plotting from the start to over thrown Queen? Who was to say he wouldn't do it again? The black beast would be on guard when it came to Jasper as something felt slightly off about him. He may be a handsome and elegant man but looks were deceiving. Then again maybe she was over thinking things. Maybe its just the canine side to her acting up and just wanting to protect her new master?
As Nasya kept petting the large animal, she started to relax and her eyes started to blink slower and slower. Being in this form for so long was draining, even if she wasn't running around or fighting. It wouldn't be long before her body gave out and she start shifting back into her human form on the spot. Nasya then brought up about shifting back, making the dog look at the horned woman, thinking about the matter. She should really change back but was it really safe to do it here? Once she shifted back she would be weak and vulnerable. Then again... She didn't really have nothing to loose any more now did she? The massive creature nodded her head slightly before standing up and went behind Nasyas chair and laid down so she was more out of sight just as she was asked.
Taking in a deep breath, The massive dogs bones started to shift as she started to shrink. The shifting was rather very painful as her bones and muscles were expanding, shrinking, shifting and snapping. Her body was being pulled apart and put back together basically. Whimpers and grunts came from the animal who was shrinking and becoming less and less hairy. Soon enough The large dog was now a young thin woman who was now bare with only her long lavender like hair covering her along with her. Her body was covered in scares from shoulders down thanks to the lab she was at. Rin laid there passed out and drained from the shift, which was not at all uncommon as the shift took a tole on her.
With: Nasya, Jasper and a room of people
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Where: Factory
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Mood: Alert and Tiered
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Status: Forever Single
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2019 1:30 pm
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"Do you have a second to spare?"
Jasper ❦ Dean ❦ Frost
"Prophet"
Villain
It would seem as if the pup did not particularly care for him, which was quite wise on her part, but as long as she was faithfully following Charon then it mattered little to him. Pretty much everyone in the room had sworn their loyalty, so it would be easier to tell Miss Love which files didn't need to be sent over yet rather than the ones that did, and of course they were only sending over copies of the files. All originals would be kept with him, no matter what. It was his division of this organization that was in charge of all of the more bureaucratic aspects, including financing and employment records, so it was their responsibility to keep tabs on things. "As you wish, Boss Charon." She really didn't need to give him either of those orders, he was already planning on doing just that, but for the sake of appearances it was better for him to do it because he had been ordered to, rather than taking his own initiative. He paused however when she addressed the pup, suggesting that if she needed to shift back, she go ahead and do so. Well, if subtlety had been the aim, then there was no use in having an exhausted woman slouched behind the chair. He may as well take her along when he made his exit.
Waiting patiently, he watched with only slight curiosity as the large pup switched back into a rather fragile looking girl. As he had expected, the change was hard on her, and she lay completely nude and passed out behind the chair. Casually, he removed his cloak and draped it over her. "Morgana, Pryde, we shall be making our exit now. Discreetly, if you do not mind." Both walked around to where their Boss had called them. Pryde offered to carry the young woman, but Prophet declined. No need in having such a big brute carry her. Besides, if anything happened, he needed to be free to attack. Prophet picked her up, wrapping the cloak completely around her as he did. Morgana pulled out a charm that looked like half a heart, the sort of charm you would give to your best friend. She put a hand upon Prophet's arm, and had Pryde put a hand upon her shoulder, and with a few muttered words in some eldritch tongue, they shimmered out of the room, only to end up outside near Prophet's car (a 1930 Bentley limousine.) Mr. Halla was standing at the side of the car, with the other half of the charm in his hand. He didn't say a word as he opened the door for Prophet and crew, then moved around to the front to drive them back to headquarters. The rest of the crew was given the signal to pull out and be about their business. Prophet only took a moment to drop the pup off in a spare room at Sky Villa before leaving to get some of his work done.
The files were on Charon's desk within the hour, and data on the whereabouts of other members had been compiled and was awaiting pick up by Prophet.
"Come, I show you the end
You're damned
Cause no one can defy me
Just watch these maddened creatures
Like you they all once reached out
A war to win
But I'm gonna burn this vision down" |
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2019 8:37 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2019 6:58 pm
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CαяTεя
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▪Thoughts:II▫Where: Abandoned FactoryII ▫With Who: No ClueII ▪Wearing: Blue-collar shirt [shown in picture] with black pantsII
’And let this be an important reminder to NOT get into a debate about which decomposer is more important than the other. God dammit, they made some good points but playing mediator was a pain.’ Suited with a ruffled blue collar shirt, the adult man didn’t look like he was about to be heading to an important meeting. ’That’s IF they are still there. Remember Carter, this is your shot at remembering the past. I was a lucky sucker for running into those guys. I’d have never heard about it.’ Walking briskly through unsavory alleyways the redhead was reminded why he was heading towards a factory.
It was a bundle of confusion from what they could recollect in the hospital bed, which was a big fat ZERO. Doctors said that the man had gotten into a terrible car crash that had gotten caught on fire for some mysterious reason. They said that if it weren’t for a good samaritan that was driving on by, the amnesia man wouldn’t have been here now. But their life saver disappeared as soon as they dropped them off at the hospital. It seemed like they weren’t looking for any words of thanks, such a shame. So the head of red delicious had to find other means of obtaining information. The only thing they could recall was their name and minimal information that didn’t piece together the past. It was an unusual case that you saw in TV or in movies but this was his reality. It was weird that it happened to him.
So how did he get here? Upon looking through of what was left of his belongings, he found there to be information about a meet-up. It didn’t say much except for a location, time, his name, and the words Destiny. Carter didn’t know what to think about this clue. It was the only thing that gave them direction in this world, so he departed as soon as he could. Getting to their destination wasn’t the hard part but it seemed there was some shifting going around. A change that reached his ears just recently thanks to some folks that passed along a message to him. Now the adult was hoping that there was someone from whatever organization to point him in the right directions.
By the time Carter reached the insides of the Abandoned Factory, it seemed like most of the crowd had already dispersed. Just. His. Luck. Someone with jet black strands of hair seemed to be giving people directions, and considering that people swarmed around ‘em, it was probably safe to say that they were a higher up for the organization. What organization. Red delicious had no idea. If their clue led them here then it must have been for a reason. The man waited his turn to talk to the guy before he could finally ask his question. ”Is this where I’m supposed to be? I didn’t come with the intention of coming late, I just heard from some guys that there was a meeting here. Could you bring me up to speed?”
((Out.Of.Conversation: Sorry about the poor layout))
II ▪Occupation: Linguist
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