♕ ℛσуαℓ Sιηηєяѕ ♕ Exorcists needed!

[Kin Tagashi]

[[} - - K u r a i + S ō s a - - ////
_[[} - - Lucifer ~ Pride ~ Superbia- // - ___

It seems like right from the moment of your birth。。。
。。。Some◎ne's been Ωeeding to bring you ▽down▽ to Σarth

That word. It just plucked at his nerves as he felt himself mentally twitch. God, how he hated it when people called him that. What fool made giving people nicknames a 'casual' thing. Lucifer would have been more forgiving if the name didn't change his gender completely. If anything the name was more of an insult than a friendly gesture between people. The young male took a deep inhale as his irritated stare kept focused in front of him. His mouth opening as he let out a slow, bothered sigh. He shot Leviathan a tested glare taking a swig of his scotch as his eyes blinked forward. Under normal circumstances he wouldn't mind being called... that by Leviathan as he'd just shrug it off or ignore the tease. However, the fact the other Sins were about, especially Asmodeus made it that much worse, evident by her entertaining the act.

Swallowing the beverage he hung it from the fingers of his craned arm, swirling the amber fluid as he sucked the inside of his mouth for the lingering taste. Ignoring Leviathan's quick jab he lazily brought his eyes onto Asmodeus' host, paying no heed to her additional jab.
"I have a reputation to uphold after all Luxuria. It would be unfitting if I was in anything less suitable", he finished, taking a sip of his iced drink, hissing at the warm sting in his mouth. "And I thought I'd pop by Leviathan, just to see how you were doing. Being the eldest I have to make sure you don't... wander", he responded to his sibling's chide, swirling the rock of ice in his drink. "If anyone were to blow our cover, it would be your outstanding tone", he stated solemnly. Getting his point across he brought his gaze toward the smothered highschool teen. Sloth, like his name always hated company. Yet funnily enough he came to this bar, filled with people to escape his duty no doubt. Lucifer understood well the reason why he was the embodiment of the lazy Sin, but regardless it wasn't going to be an excuse. However, just as he was about to open his mouth to ask what Astaroth had been doing the past six months, Mammon had intervened with his own question. Slightly ticked off he sighed, closing his eyes as he took another sip, waiting for their conversation to end.

Clearing his throat he hung his drink again, drawing his half-lidded eyes to Acedia.
“So... What have you been doing the past six months, Sloth? I assume you've completely converted that highschool you've been... stewing in”, he asked of his fellow Sin, his eyes wandering as they watched the Sin of Lust walk off with their host's swaying gait. Once out of sight he placed his gaze back onto Astaroth's host, waiting for his reply.

[HeartlessJEN]

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✦ Location: Vatican | With: All the exorcists | Status: Getting this thing going ✦
OOC: Second post! Since we were skipping time soon I thought there was no harm in Seph just saying 'fudge it' to the cafe idea. ^^


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Gyan really didn’t like other humans; the shape shifting demon is normally quite lively but now surrounded by them he has turned into himself. Black pool eyes nearly closed as he snuggled his head into the thick white feather of his neck, seeming to settle into a nap. Knowing his discomfort the bridler lightly scratched the side of his face. He peers at her where Seph simply responds with a simple smile but the owl returns to his half-sleep state. A female voice meet her ears when the blonde firstly addressed the group, without making much of an effort to move Persephone just turned her head until the source of the voice was in sight, but it seemed like the taller woman wasn’t really speaking to anyone. But green eyes were pulled back to the attention of the centre of the group.

A male with hair nearly as pale as her own spoke up after she did, asking for suggestions about how to track certain demons down. A silly question but at least he was getting to the point quickly. She did wonder who she sharing the room with, she was given a brief description on all the best exorcises she might be working with from her guardian but, she wasn’t paying that much attention. He would scold her for that if he found out, she’ll just pretend that she held some information on them for the time being. The woman who spoke up before trotted over in her heels to the pale hair male who last spoke and leaned on his shoulder. Did they know eachother? Persephone tilted her head slightly as she suggested certain areas they could look, sin-filled places. A good place to start but demons could be anywhere in the world and to take in account about how many brothels and whore houses there really are, that might take too long. As she pondered on this the suggestion to visit a cafe came up so they could continue their discussion. Persephone personally felt like that would be a waste of time, demons weren’t going to wait around while their hunters sat down and have coffee, but she didn’t voice her disapproval on the idea, not yet. The Bridler knew how restless she can get when it came to hunting demons, her guardian and Gyan constantly reminded her. Mr Eyepatch and a female blonde with a strong Italian accent both placed their thoughts into the ‘idea pot’ and also agreed to the cafe visit, the woman willing to show them to one not to fat from here.

Persephone sighed and stood up from her chair, hands lazily stuffed in her pockets. Gyan came to attention as his summoner moved.

”Look, as much as a visit to your little cafe sounds nice. I don’t think demons are the kind to wait around for us to catch up on small talk.” The silver hair maiden with striking green eyes didn’t carry a hatful-like tone as she spoke but more of a concerned one. As she stood she faced the rest of the group to address all of them. No doubt she questioned her own skills when put against who were considered the best exorcists the organization had to offer, she worried whether or not she would be any help when it came to it. She was use to working with her guardian and didn’t make any real friends during her time in the academy. She was more successful at making friends with a demon and another human. It was a mystery to her if she truly played well with others but she couldn’t let her doubt show, there was too much too risk if she did, she’ll lose Gyan.

Before she could allow the distant look of thought reach her expression Persephone went to, bringing one hand from out of her pocket and holding it in mid air. ”You can waste our time with discussing what to do but I’m going to take a short cut. After all, a demon can easily track down another demon faster than a human.” With that Seph sharply snapped her fingers and the click echoed throughout the hall.

At his owner’s command the owl picked up his wings and flew from the arm rest to Seph’s side, with one glance Gyan fluttered to the her front and his shape began to change and twist. After a moment a white wolf/dog-like creature took the owl’s place, eyes as black as its previous form. Persephone lowered her hand, and as if the creature continued to follow her signal the creature began to sniff the air. Picking up a certain scent his nose soon reached the floor, rapidly inhaling all the while behind to create a path leading out of the building, The Bridler followed behind heading towards the door. Before reaching it however, she turned back to the others with a bright smile. ”You’re welcome to join if you like.”




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+ G Y A N +
✦ SUMMONED / NOT SUMMONED ✦
- F O R M -
✦ WOLF/DOG-LIKE CREATURE ✦

[Chris P Bacan]

Time Skip

It is now the next day. Let's say it's morning in the United States for a basis of time around the world. Reminder that we are still in mid October, 2015. Posts may include responses from previous interactions, but please incorporate the time skip somewhere in your post.
Exorcists are all currently on duty and in their teams. You may have them meeting up or already out in the field.
Exorcist Teams are as follows:

Brax and Cassie

Inverse and Abel

Wyatt, Racheru, and Persephone

Plot with each other!

Demons should still be up to no good. Find and be found!

Winged Xephyr

titsandwich

Eve Daeth

HeartlessJEN

Better Off This Way

hoshisuki

A v e m a r i a xo

OotsutsukiAsura

Kin Tagashi

Shadow Tsurugihime

Silenna

Thepoetsrequiem

[Yunneth]

Where am I?: My apartment -> The streets of town
What am I thinking?: I feel sick...
Who am I with?: No one
What am I feeling?: Sick
What am I wearing?: What is in the picture except she is wearing black skinny jeans and black and white convers. She is wearing a belt with a chain on it. On the center of the chain, she has a small black kitty doll strapped to it. On her right hip, she has her katana attached to the belt for quick access to the weapon. on her right wrist is the Bara Brace. It has the following gem in the silver brace: Rose Quartz, Ruby, Emerald, Sapphire, Yellow Topaz, Amethyst, Moonstone, Garnet, Aquamarine, Onyx, and Pink Kunzite



"...Again!"
"...D-dad...I have been at this for three hours..."
The man slammed his cane and glared at the fourteen year old girl. The sound echoed through out the place. Where the father and daughter were looked to be a underground training ground. There was dirt and rocks every where but there were stairs that lead to viewing area that also had the exit. In the walls of the second floor, there were many cages. Some contained low and mid level demons. The room was very dim. The only source of light were the many lanterns hanging on the ceiling. In front of the girl was a large bird like demon. It was the size was horse. It's feathers were blood red and dark blue. On it's head looked to be a mane of feathers. It's eyes were red and it's beak was to a razor sharp point. The girl was covered in her own blood and was scratched and bruised from the demon. She looked up at her father who had an angered look on his face.
"Stupid girl! Do not back talk your father! You will rest when I say! And you will not until you have caused decent damage to that damned demon! AM I CLEAR?!"
The fourteen year old girl glared at the man, spitting blood onto the dirt.
"Crystal..."
The man took a deep breath, turning his back on the girl. The girl looked down, her body trembling from anger and exhaustion. Her white t-shirt was stained in crimson. Her blue shorts were in tatters. The girl's black hair was tied into a pony tail but looked as if it could be undone at any moment. A pair of glasses were on the ground, badly cracked and bent. After a moment of silence, the man began to speak.



"...You need to continue with your swordsmanship. This clan depends on you to be experienced enough in four years time. You must be battle hardened. You must be masterful enough to never lose. Rācheru...you have power that is needed. If you cannot unlock it little by little, then you are merely a inconvenience."
The girl was trembling even more. Hearing those words made the girl shudder. It was like she was stabbed in the heart. Soon the man began to walk out of the training room. The large demon soon took this as a time to beat the child to a pulp again. It raised it's wing and used it to throw her into the near by wall. The girl hit the wall, causing her to cough up blood. The demon just laughed as it slowly approached her.
"Where to start...those pink eyes of yours are quite rare...perhaps I will take them first?"
The girl rose to her feet, coughing up more blood, and slowly picked up her steel katana.
"...You...you want my eye's huh? Perhaps even my life?"
The girl was panting, trying her very best to breathe. She held onto the blade tightly, glaring at the bird and soon ran right at it.
"Then you will have to earn it!"
Soon the girl jumped up, going for the birds head.



At that moment, Rācheru quickly woke up and ran to the bathroom, and began to vomit. She was coughing and shaking. Soon the sickness passes and Rācheru sits for a moment, taking deep breaths. It was another nightmare. This time a nightmare involving the past. It had been two years since she claimed Rose Edge as her own. And two years with out a pleasant nights sleep. Rācheru would get physically ill to the point of throwing up in the morning. The nightmares had this affect on her. After a moment to compose herself, Rācheru got up and left the red painted room. Rācheru walked through her small apartment and made it to the small kitchen. Her feet soon touched the cold, white tile which made the woman shudder. Rācheru walked to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water then chugging it down as if it were the last bottle of water in the world. After taking a few deep breaths, Rācheru threw away the bottle and looked at the clock.
"...It isn't too early. Eight o'clock if I am correct."
Rācheru said this to herself and soon walked back to her room to get dressed. Soon the woman began to strip away her blue Pajamas and put on her white shirt and black pants, her convers, her black vest and yellow tie, and her glasses. Finally, Rācheru needed to grab Rose Edge. The woman looked at the blade as it set in it's red sheathe. Rācheru glared at the blade but soon picked it up and placed it on her belt. Rācheru really didn't know what was going on. Perhaps she would meet up with the other exorcists and see what was on the up and up. Rācheru soon walked out of her apartment, locking the door behind her and began to walk down the street. Perhaps she would grab a honey bun and hot chocolate on the way? She needed something sweet anyway.

[Chris P Bacan]

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Leviathan swirled around the wine in his glass, watching as the red liquid nearly spilled over the edge. The old friend of Kellan’s that he contacted for a late lunch date was running a bit late, and impatience crept up on the demon. The feeling wasn’t fueled by irritation though, no it was fueled by excitement. This meetup wasn’t as much for fun as it was for business, but the other party of course didn’t know that. The friend would provide useful, whether for feeding off of or for information. What Levi had in store was going to be great fun.
Still, this excitement didn’t match nearly what he felt yesterday when he saw his brother. The corners of his mouth tugged into a small smile as the memory replayed in his head. Behemoth may or may not had to drag Levi outside for his freakout. He also possibly might have used force to just get him to shut the hell up. Honestly, how could the other demons expect him to suppress such high spirits? It was impossible!

“August es ve amb nosaltres també ?”
“Ei, si. Això està bé ?”
Admittedly, eavesdropping was a guilty pleasure for the sin. It was a bad habit he picked up after spending time in Hell and being able to listen to such interesting conversations. Humans though, now they take the cake for amusing discussions. All the petty drama and issues they have. They were so much fun to listen to, even though it was all so silly. The two weren’t talking about anything particularly interesting though. What caught Leviathan’s attention was the sharp jealous energy he was getting from one of the darker haired girls.
“S... Sí , això està bé.”
‘No it’s not,’ he smirked
The rather hesitant brunette forced a smile to her friend. The other young lady returned it with a warm grin and then the two fell quiet.

This opportunity was way too good to miss. The two weren’t too far away, so his envy aura was an easy stretch. Immediately after the aura enveloped the girl with the issues, her fists clenched and her eyes shot up to look directly at her friend.
That’s when all hell broke loose.
Stinging accusations quickly turned into angry yelling. A glass was pushes off the table and now lay shattered on the floor, it’s contents spilled everywhere. Apparently the two weren’t just friends but were lovers. Oops.
The brunette was crying by now, and her girlfriend was stomping out of the restaurant even turning back to yell something else nasty. A manager was at the table trying to escort the brunette out.
After her girlfriend was out of sight, she began to leave. Her eyes met with Levi’s, and he could see the tears streaming down her face and the pain in her face. His smirk hadn't died one bit from earlier and it didn’t waver in the second that their gazes met. He simply turned his head away and took a small sip of his Priorat, continuing to wait for “his” friend.


Translations
August es ve amb nosaltres també ?: Augusto is coming with us too?
Ei, si. Això està bé ?: Eh, yes. Is this okay?
I ... Sí , això està bé.: Y... Yes, that's okay.

ooc: forgive me for my lame a** translations. also, had to rewrite this stupido thing cause gaia ate it the first time. so forgive me if it's like soooo laaammee.

[HeartlessJEN]

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OOC: I hope this is okay, please say if not, I'm happy to edit if so. ^^


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Persephone didn’t get far when she left the meeting hall with Gyan leading the way, the pair was stopped before they could reach the exit door by one of the organization’s higher rankers, one of the men which companied the chancellor earlier. Gyan stopped and growled at the man while still in a form of a wolf, but hearing a light grunt from his summoner the demon backed away and took his place next to Seph.

”Ah, Persephone Nite and Wyatt Ryker.” The man smiled kindly. ”We have teamed up already?” Persphone tilted her head in slight confusion; she didn’t understand what the man was talking about until the he jested to the doors which lead into meeting hall behind her. She turned to see that the pale haired male had followed her out, Seph looked at him blankly for a moment before her attention was brought back to the older gentleman. ”Since you are already on your way. ...Here.” He approached Seph handing her a small piece of paper, she took it from him and glanced at it. Scribbled in black ink was a name, a class and an address. ”She didn’t manage to make it here today, but she is a chosen exorcist like you two. As a fencer she’ll be perfect for your little team. Pick her up before even thinking about hunting any demons. Is that clear?” He expression turned serious as he glance from Persephone then to Wyatt.

”Y-yes sir.” The bridler answered through clenched teeth with a crocked smile. She was already restless and itching to get going and didn’t like the idea of putting it on hold just to hunt down another exorcist but she couldn’t refuse, the more classes in a team the better.

”Excellent. Good luck to you both. Oh, and remember your uniform.” With that the man left. Piece of paper in hand Persephone turned to her new team mate and smiled at him brightly. She hoped he didn’t mind being in a team with her and a spiteful demon.

”Shall we get going Ryker?”

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The newly made team of a warbler and a bridler was spending the morning travelling the underground trains to the address of their third member. It was a quiet ride, mainly because Seph didn’t have much energy to fill the empty train car with non-stop conversation, she was always too tired at this time in the morning, plus the change in time zones didn’t help. Though she didn’t want to admit it Persephone still carried her childhood shyness with her, always struggled when it came to socializing with new people, especially when the number people in the area had thinned to just the two of them. The silver haired exorcist glanced down at her familiar, for the purpose of the trip Gyan had taken the form of a rat, white and black eyes. He was as tired as she was but had taken advantage of the situation, comfortable he slept on Seph’s lap. As instructed the bridler wore the exorcist uniform, the fitting long tail black coat with silver buttons and the organization badge pinned in its place at the front, a white shirt underneath with the first couple of buttons undone with allow her collarbone to breath, with it she wore skinny scrappy blue jeans and knee high black boots with an inch heel. Seph liked her silver jewellery but only wore so much, a necklace to decorate her bare collarbone and a couple of silver bangles on each wrist, but more importantly she wore a think steel ring on her middle left-hand finger. She fiddled at it as she glanced over to Wyatt and cleared her throat, hesitant to break the silence.

”...I was thinking, after we pick up this ‘Rācheru Kuromi’. Well...” She paused for a moment as she glanced down at her familiar. ”Gyan told me that going to Spain is our best bet.” Only a second pasted when Seph realized that her words might of sounded odd, the demon didn’t exactly speak. Bright green eyes darted back up to the warbler in a slight panic. ”Umm, it’s a bridler thing.” She smiled awkwardly. Persephone was somewhat relived to be teamed up with a warbler, she was use to their skills as her retired guardian was one. Though she wondered about the fencer they were about to meet and if the three of them would make a good team.

Soon enough the train came to their stop and Persephone didn’t waste any time to getting to the surface and tracking down the address that was scribbled down on the paper, she allowed Wyatt to follow if he wanted to. Not wanting to disturb her familiar’s rest so she allowed him to scurry down her top, settling comfortably on top of her beast, he was small enough to do so. Maybe an odd place but Gyan didn’t like being stuffed in her pocket, plus it was the same place she kept her paper of summoning circles, one of course baring a drop of her blood.

Coming across the pointed address Seph spotted a dark haired female coming out of the front door and heading down the street, a sword was strapped to her belt, Seph picked up the pace to catch up as she believed at she just spotted their fencer. ”Rācheru Kuromi.” She called out as she passed her and stopped her from walking any further. ”Do you know how much of our time you have wasted by not turning up at the meeting yesterday?” The silver haired bridler smirked tauntingly as she crossed her arms. ”We could have hunted down maybe five of the royal demons by now if we didn’t have to come all the way here just to pick you up.” It was true at Seph was slightly annoyed at the detour but spoke light heartedly all the while. ”I hope you’re worth it Kuromi.” She tilted her head to one side when she noticed a strange colour of the fencer’s eyes but then the worn expression she wore. ”You look terrible.”




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+ G Y A N +
✦ SUMMONED / NOT SUMMONED ✦
- F O R M -
✦ RAT ✦

Shadow Tsurugihime

Eve Daeth

[Yunneth]

HeartlessJEN

Eve Daeth

Where am I?: The streets of town
What am I thinking?: Oh piss off...
Who am I with?: Persephone and Wyatt
What am I feeling?: Sick, a little grumpy
What am I wearing?: What is in the picture except she is wearing black skinny jeans and black and white convers. She is wearing a belt with a chain on it. On the center of the chain, she has a small black kitty doll strapped to it. On her right hip, she has her katana attached to the belt for quick access to the weapon. on her right wrist is the Bara Brace. It has the following gem in the silver brace: Rose Quartz, Ruby, Emerald, Sapphire, Yellow Topaz, Amethyst, Moonstone, Garnet, Aquamarine, Onyx, and Pink Kunzite
OOC: It is fine. I hope my post is good too ^^ I can already tell things will be interesting with this group ^^




Rācheru felt a little under the weather today. As she did yesterday. Her complexion was quite pale looking. Perhaps the plan of grabbing some sweets and hot chocolate would help her feel much better. But she knew she would have to go to the areas Exorcist building and get a briefing of what she missed the previous day. Rācheru continued to walk down the street, not noticing the pair near by. Soon the young woman heard her name being called out and soon saw the exorcists in front of her. Soon she saw them. A woman with green eyes and white hair and a young man who also had white hair but had red eyes. Rācheru remained silent a moment, looking at the two. "Do you know how much of our time you have wasted by not turning up at the meeting yesterday?” Rācheru just stared at the woman, simply clicking her tongue.
"...I could give you an excuse if you want. But it won't fix the fact I wasn't there. If you want a apology, I'll say it...but I won't mean it."
Rācheru shrugged after her response. It was obvious she was not in the mood for such annoying and rude comments. In truth, she was too sick to make it. Rose Edge has been giving her night terrors that have not been...pleasant. Well, more so than usual. It has gotten to the point where Rācheru has to force herself to work through the day. But the previous day simply left her body in pain to where she couldn't work. But as Rācheru said, any explanation would not fix the mistake. When told that they could have hunted down 5 of the seven demon royals, Rācheru glared at the woman, her pink eyes meeting the woman's.
"...You sound overly confident. These are Demon royals. Some of the most desperate and sly demons we know of. If you truly thought they would be found so easily...then you will find yourself in a shallow grave."
Rācheru said this coldly. Her tone was also in a "matter of fact" way. She hated how she underestimated demons such as these. Did she forget that Satan hand picked these demons herself? He would not have done so if they could be caught so easily. Rācheru knows that demons are to NEVER be underestimated. A lesson she learned all too soon as a child. It was obvious...these two were not going to get along so easily. Maybe not at all. But she did not wish death upon another. In truth she was trying to help in her own, brash way. She did not want to see anyone die by the hands of a demon. But what annoyed Rācheru more was how she complained about fetching the woman. Rācheru would have spoken up, but she allowed her rose colored glare to speak for her.
"...And I hope you do not get us killed with your arrogance."


As rude as the woman sounded, Rācheru knew it was the truth. But then again...when did she ever look good? Rācheru just seemed tired and sick all of the time. She knew it will not stop until the sword she used claimed her soul. It would not stop until she had died in bloody conflict. Rācheru kept this a secret of course. She did not want to be looked upon with pity. Of course she knew the young man beside the woman knew.
"Long time, no see Wyatt."
Rācheru's attention soon turned to the male. She gave a small wave and even a grin. Rācheru knew Wyatt fairly enough. They went on a few missions in the past...and almost killed him during one of her night terrors. It was unintentional of course. It was like...a very violent sleep walk until she woke up. Though this didn't seem to strain the acquaintanceship the two had.
"So, what brings you two here? A mission?"
Rācheru asked, with some curiosity.

[niarbyl]

The familiar sound of building work done on the apartment next to his woke Abel up. The male swung his legs over the side of his bed and rubbed at his temples lightly. The lack of sleep he had last night was definitely affecting him now. He propped himself up with his bedside table and smoothed down his brown hair with his hand,as if somehow that would help his bed head. With a loud yawn he clicked on his radio and walked towards his closet. It wasn't his fault that he had large eye-bags, if it were up to him he probably would have slept a little earlier. He put on some clothes first before walking into the other room, nothing fancy. Walking towards the large window in his apartment he stopped and watered some of the plants on a bookshelf with water he had left the night before. They looked a little on the parched side, which meant he probably hadn't been home in a few days. In truth he'd been out doing demon-related things.
Abel had been dealing with demons ever since eight years ago, and what would seem awful to any of his friends, was every day life to him. It wasn't as if he didn't find those things awful to him, it was just he had gotten used to it. Things like little children getting stolen away by demons in the middle of the night, and people getting possessed every other day were normal, even routine things. Things an exorcist had to deal with on a normal day. Abel poured himself some coffee and slumped against the kitchen counter, rubbing his temples again.
Royals...Royal Demons He thought to himself as he brought the mug to his lips. He sighed loudly. He'd dealt with pain in the a** demons before, some of them so bad it kept him up for days, but a Royal Demon? What did that even mean? Were they currently destroying the world at this very moment? The thought of taking down one of them made his brain hurt. Were they going to be that horrible? He'd overheard some people talking about how there had been reports of "a huge pressure" around certain cities, which people assumed was probably the presence of a Royal. Royal Being a mere minister in the presence of a Royal seemed terrifying, but it also intrigued him. If he could just get his hands on that demon- Abel cleared his throat and put his mug in the sink. He'd already been musing over demonic matters for to long already, and he had a flight to catch.
The Minister threw his laptop and a bunch of other personal belongings into his bag. He reached into his desk and pulled out a clutter of papers and shoved them into his bag. he reached his hand to the back of his desk and pulled something out slowly. He took the pistol in his hand and sighed. It'd been a while since he needed to be able to protect himself on a mission, but it'd probably be necessary. He grabbed a bunch of papers he had in a manilla envelope which allowed him to ship the ridiculous amount of medical supplies that he was shipping to New York. Rushing to his closet and pulling out random things then heading to his bathroom and taking a few pills he'd prescribed himself. Alright, he thought grabbing the leaf of a plant by his doorway. I'll most definitely be back to water you again. He pulled the door open with his open hand and headed on his way.

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It was colder than he had expected in New York City, and now he regretted not bringing more clothes. He slipped his hands into a pair of gloves and gripped his bag tightly in his hands. He wasn't sure if it was maybe excitement but he could feel a pressure in his chest. There was definitely a Royal here, it was as if he could feel it. Everything felt just a little off, like the whole city was riled up. Abel breathed in sharply and continued through the airport. As he walked he thought about this supposed team member he'd be working with. Apparently, they would have been chosen as one of the best for the job. Abel still couldn't believe they wanted someone like him on a team to defeat Royal Demons, but even he would agree that he's good with medicine and demonic medicine. He was told about the other person before he left in a quick briefing, If only he'd been able to go to the meeting beforehand. There was a medical emergency back at his home office and there was only one guy for the job so it seemed. Inverse, hopefully they would be a good enough team member.
Taking a seat at a cafe right outside the baggage claim he set up his laptop. Now if he could just remember what flight they were arriving on, that'd probably be helpful...

[Eve Daeth]

With the pleasantries aside, Wyatt relaxed, at least it seemed like they would all be getting along and that something he valued greatly, after all if the exorcists couldn't get along the first battle was already lost. A team always needed to work with one another. However, the thought was broken as he felt the touch of someone leaning on him. His eyes glanced towards the woman, who listed the names of the usual haunts a few particular demons would find entertaining. Despite how simple it sounded it was really the only peace of information they had to run off, It wasn't like they had a plethora of choices or leads. That very thought slightly stirred into his mind. The one Warbler who showed little care to look his role spoke of how the Chancellor had spoken of gather such intel. It was a start.

Wyatt was about ready to speak up when it came time to speak it was another white haired woman that spoke, her green eyes betrayed a sense of urgency, if not determination to see this task done, her voice showed very little diffrence when it came to this matter. Wyatt stood up, "I'll go get her," he said with almost a delicate tone to the other high ranking Exocists excusing himself from the table and moving towards the door, after all it was instructed that they should not venture out alone when dealing with these individuals. The last thing anyone needed to hear was a exocists was lost to the demons.

Despite his intention however, as Wyatt exited the confrence room, he started towards her, at a brisk pace, though his urgency was halted as he saw one of the higher ranked Exocists, undoubtedly coming with the assignments and intel for the them. It was in that moment, perhaps it was the very god who granted his powers will, that a sort of team was formed, through accident or through fate. It seemed that Wyatt had just met the first part of his team, at least for now. When she asked that question, urging him to respond with his readyness there was plenty of things he could of said, he could of mentioned her impatient nature, how they needed to approach this with the others in the room, but instead he gave a slight nod. "Let's get started" he gave a slight smile.

At the very least he would be with a person who had the determination, and that would undoubtedly be an asset to any team the could be forged....



-TIME SKIP-


Wyatt listened to the soft sounds of the orchastra play the ballad in his ears, the soft music relaxed him, kept him calm. It was much better, after all, then listening to the pitter patter of the tracks that lead them to their destination. The car was filled with a erie silence. It had been a while, Wyatt had once been prepaired for a converstion, but that time had passed the moment they both sat down, quiet to eachother. First meetings always ended up like this, a quiet tone dominated the car as the moved through the system. At the very least the woman now wore her uniform as well. But that was not a issue anymore, now Wyatt just stared out the window, watching parts of the world go by. It wasn't until he heard the woman Clear her throat that converstation started, ”...I was thinking, after we pick up this ‘Rācheru Kuromi’. Well...” Wyatt moved his hands up to his ears, plucking the two buds from his ears stuffing them into his pocket. She continued her sentence, mentioning Gyan. For a moment he was confused, but as she explained the Bridler nature of her intel, he gave a slight nod. He didn't know much about the arts of a Bridler, he wasn't about to question it at any rate. "I can't see a reason not to explore that avenue,"

As the train stopped Wyatt quickly followed Perspehone, her determination to quickly get this task complete showed itself again, and as they met with Rācheru, it all started to click, He hadn't really caught the Fencers name, but now that he saw her, he had to say he was a bit suprised. In his role as a Warbler, Wyatt was rarely left to simply deal with a demonic menace by himself, and because of that he got paired up with plenty of exceedingly skilled individuals to assist him in his endevours. Rācheru was one of these people not on one or two cases, but quite a few, even after a incident... But it seemed like any sort of Reunion the two of them could have wasn't to be as the silvered haired Persephone decided to make her opinion known.

It wasn't any normal greeting at least by any convential standards, and in some ways he couldn't be suprised, in reality Rācheru had not shown up at the meeting, it was a important one after all, and when it came to the structure of ranks it did come down to Persphone to ensure they were doing the best they could. If it had been any other situation Wyatt may of kept quiet, but he quickly moved over, "Persephone, Rācheru, We can discuss more about this if we need to, but for now lets get back to the Exocists tunnels and at the very least start our way to our destination." He hoped that at least the walk, albeit a quick walk, would settle at least a bit of the tempers he detected.

[HeartlessJEN]

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This fencer seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, the comment she made after Persephone approached was less than optimistic. The bridler looked at her blankly, she wasn’t after an apology maybe an excuse to why one of the chosen exorcists would miss such an important briefing, but it didn’t seem like she was going to get it any time soon. With her arms crossed she raised her brow at the pink eyed female as she went on to mock her about finding five of the seven royal demons by now. Seph rolled her eyes, it was only a matter of speech. It seems that the third member of their team was taking themselves too seriously. Seph’s glare narrowed and exhaled heavily when Kuromi said that she hoped that her ‘arrogance’ wouldn’t get them killed.

”Someone is a bit too touchy.” Persephone huffed to herself as the attention was brought to Wyatt.

It looked like the two already knew eachother and most likely has worked with one another before. She guessed she shouldn’t be too surprised but she couldn’t help to glance away feeling slightly unsettled by the fact. Seph might be use to working with a Warbler but only ever worked with one person when it came to exorcising demons, her guardian. She never took the advantage up until now to work with other classes and exorcists, her own fault she figured. Not dwelling on the thought for much longer the silver haired girl looked down to her chest, checking on her familiar who was still resting hiding within her coat. She envied her shape shifting demon, he never dealt with anything he didn’t want to unless his summoner expected something from him.

Kuromi asked for their purpose for coming here and if Wyatt didn’t step in Persephone would scoff loudly at her question. What kind of other mission would an exorcist have unless it was hunting down demons? Luckily the warbler was on the same page as her, determined to get back on the road. Persephone straightened herself up and uncrossed her arms allowing them to dangle at her sides. ”I agree, the sooner we get back on the train the better.” Green eyes past from Wyatt to Rācheru. ”We’re heading to Spain. Demon activity seemed to stronger there than normal.” She explained briefly to the new team member as she began back down the street, in the direction they two silver haired exorcists came from. Since Wyatt didn’t disagree with her while on the way here, she figured that it was now the official destination for their mission. ”Since you two already know eachother at least we can skip the introductions and get going.” She glanced back at the female fencer with a teasing smile. ”Demons aren’t going to wait around for us to get there, we can’t start underestimating them now, right Kuromi?” She said in an overly mocking tone but couldn’t help to allow a sprinkle for spitefulness to decorate her words. The pink eyed fencer’s remark that Seph was careless when it came to demons left a sour taste in her mouth. She couldn’t exactly help it.

The determined bridler took it on herself to lead the way back underground and boarded the train which would take them to their destination. Settling back down on their journey Persephone brought her attention back to the demon hiding in her coat, and simply allowed the warbler to explain whatever he needed to the fencer. There was enough tension between the two girls already and Seph didn’t make it any worse especially no their mission was underway. She gently nudged her familiar awake. ”Wakey wakey sleepy head.” A softer voice slipped past her lips as she reached into her coat and pulled out the small white rat, Gyan wiggled in her hand. The tiny creature blinked his pitch black eyes while taking in his surroundings. He was familiar with the scene of the train but the whiff of a new scent alerted him, he became uneasy sensing a new human after only just getting use to the presences of the first one. Sensing her familiar’s distress because of their small team’s new attention Seph saw fit to distract him. Reaching into her exorcist coat of many pockets she pulled out a small sweet. She unwrapped it and passed the small ball of sugar to the demonic rat, his tiny claws took it without hesitation and began nibbling on it as he perched on her shoulder. Persephone giggled lightly to herself as she watched Gyan enjoy his treat. She wondered if she could distract other demons with the same method.




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Shadow Tsurugihime

Eve Daeth

[Yunneth]

HeartlessJEN

Eve Daeth

Where am I?: The streets of town ---& Exorcist Train
What am I thinking?: ...Hungry
Who am I with?: Persephone and Wyatt
What am I feeling?: Sick, a little hungry
What am I wearing?: What is in the picture except she is wearing black skinny jeans and black and white convers. She is wearing a belt with a chain on it. On the center of the chain, she has a small black kitty doll strapped to it. On her right hip, she has her katana attached to the belt for quick access to the weapon. on her right wrist is the Bara Brace. It has the following gem in the silver brace: Rose Quartz, Ruby, Emerald, Sapphire, Yellow Topaz, Amethyst, Moonstone, Garnet, Aquamarine, Onyx, and Pink Kunzite
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Rācheru had no intention to explain her situation to a stranger. If she were to say that she was sick, Rācheru knew she would be left behind. For bow she just wanted to grin and bear it but she simply hoped that enduring it with out resting would not hinder her. When she heard about going to Spain, Rācheru just kept a blank look on her face. Underneath her expression was one of worry. Would she be alright? No...would her team be alright around HER? Say they stay over night, what would stop her from cutting them to ribbons from a nightmare? Rācheru was not..."herself", when in that situation. Hell, she almost tore Wyatt's heart out once. had she not woke up sooner, she would have had blood on her hands and the other Exorcists to deal with. In truth she wished she would have had a mission like this alone. That way no one would be hurt. Rācheru soon opens her mouth to speak as she looks away from them, unable to look them in the eye.
"...I see. Well then. We had best be off then, yeah?"
Rācheru soon heard the woman speak her venom covered words. Was that suppose to be pay back for her earlier comments? Rācheru simply gave a slight chuckle, laughing off the spiteful comment. She wasn't going to get the pleasure of ruffling Rācheru's feathers. The fencer wanted to make it well known such a pleasure won't be felt. Besides...she has heard more venomous comments. Mainly from her family. Soon enough the three are on their way to the tunnels and Rācheru's sugar run had been put on a permanent halt. Sadly she was hungry but...it was her own fault for not eating at home.


Once in the train, Rācheru simply stood next to the seats instead of sitting down. Rācheru was afraid sitting would tempt her to sleep. She wasn't in the mood of one of her episodes. And in a enclosed space, Rācheru was sure she would have the upper hand if she were to lose control. As Rācheru stood, a lot was going through her mind. Mainly how Rose Edge was making her body react. The last month she had woke up, sick to her stomach. Perhaps it was Lilith's curse? Or...a sign of what was to come. All she knew was the sword was torturing her and it seemed to piss Rācheru off. Soon Rācheru began to flinch, keeping a arm around her stomach, doing her best not to make it too obvious she was in pain. Luckily the pain subsided and the woman could relax a little. Rācheru took in a breath of air then exhaled and soon watched as the rat the Brindler had came out. Rācheru could tell it was a demon in the shape of a rat. Rācheru soon looked away, not wanting to look at it. Rācheru loathed demons. They were cruel and desperate. Saying anything to make one do as they asked. They show no mercy to man, woman...and even a child. She really did wish the Organization of Exorcists would ban the practice of summoning but really she never voiced her opinion. She would do her best to respect the talent of these indivisuals...but she didn't like it. Then again, this came from a exorcist who uses the sword that belonged to a demon. So she couldn't really say much anyway. Moments go by and soon Rācheru looks at Wyatt. A moment of the past couldn't help but rear its ugly head. She wondered if he held it against her when she almost killed him. Rācheru looked away, thinking about it a moment and shook her head. Why did she care anyway? They knew each other but didn't really speak much. Hell, perhaps he would keep his distance from her, knowing she can be dangerous when waking up. Rācheru was actually hoping for that to be the case. But she had no wish to voice these opinions. Soon, Rācheru turns her back to her companions and simply looked out the window, lost in her many thoughts

[Eve Daeth]

For a moment, Wyatt had felt like his words would go unheeded, even if it was but a moment that existed at the time he spoke and the moment Persephone responded. Persephone explained what little information that they had at the very moment though the information was much more valuable than most information. Wyatt imagined you could expect an influx in demonic presence if something as strong as these seven were to be involved. Rācheru accepted the information fairly enough, and in the next moment, despite the tense nature of the group, they moved back the direction they had come, this time the path back to the tunnels was quiet, not because any of the parties didn't want to break the silence, but this time it was due to the tension, so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Wyatt had to wonder, what had he gotten himself into.


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Upon entering the train, the atmosphere had done little to relax, at least by how Wyatt felt, and because of this he didn't feel it was appropriate to listen to his music once again. Instead, he allowed the sounds of the line dominate his attention as they moved through the tunnel system. There was plenty that occupied his mind, things like, in the current state what was the survivability of the team? It didn't feel like any sort of cooperation could be had, not now at the very least. Secondly, he wondered how the others that had made the meeting were making out. As far as Wyatt knew, they were not as fortunate to have someone with intel on their side. Slowly he let his eyes close, bringing a hand up to his chin, he allowed a saved breath to escape his lips. Someone would have to break the solid block of ice that had formed around them.


"Can you tell what type of things we can expect in Spain?" he said breaking the silence between all them and trying to keep the focus on something they could all agree on. He allowed his eyes to open, looking at Persephone. He didn't know if he would get an answer, it was quite possible that she only knew that activity existed in the location for all he knew, he had never really had the experience of knowing too many bridlers. "Until we find something to track these beings with, I think it would be best if we started in Madrid, work our way out to the larger cities from there, unless either of you have a plan," he asked, the sound of the train rushing by would fill any void that existed. They would have to find haunts that the seven would frequent, Wyatt assumed like most demons they would find a haunt that 'spoke' to them, a local strip club, a bikers hang out, whatever spoke to the vice of the demon, and if there was activity in Spain, where would be better than the capital itself?

He let his attention shift to Rācheru for a moment, then slowly moved his attention to the nearby window, "At any rate, I'll make sure that we have a place to rest if needed." The idea of that however cause Wyatt to cringe internally. A incident where she lost control of herself replayed in his head, if it hadn't been for what little fencing training he had once been a part of, he may not have survived, he would have to prepare for that type of circumstance, as he thought of it, he couldn't help but glance at Persephone once more. If the original introduction had been better he would have felt comfortable talking to her in private about that incident, just so she could be prepared. Now it felt like it would be like throwing Rācheru back into hot water. An amount of cooperation would have to be forged first, he just hoped the issue was not a common problem for the woman for now.

His eyes drifted up to the clock now, It wouldn't be long until they were in Spain's borders, and even shorter yet they would be within the Madrid area, or at least able to take a separate route towards another location if Persephone and her familiar picked up on any sort of feeling or direction they needed to go.

[A v e m a r i a xo]

"Milady."

Asmodeus blinked back into the present time. Her vision cleared as she caught her servant's concerned gaze. Shaking her head to rid of her previous thoughts she flashed her servant a cheeky grin, "Fear not dear Halphas, I'm still here."

Halphas, one of her most beloved and loyal servants merely gave her a disbelieving look but nonetheless dropped the subject. They were currently in one of Spain's beautiful cities, Barcelona. Oh how she had been quite delighted to be here for one of her model shootings. The second she heard her manager say 'Barcelona' she had literally went home, grabbed her things and Halphas before teleporting to said location, with promise to her manager that she'll be there.

"¿Qué puedo hacer por usted hoy?"

Asmodeus grinned as she listened to Halphas reply back in fluent Spanish to the waitress who she also caught blushing at her servant's apperance. Of course Asmodeus insisted Halphas on getting a suitable decent looking host as well, but of course Halphas had his own limitations with his limited powers. He won't be able to hold onto the human host as long and has to constantly switch. Because of this Asmodeus takes it upon herself to wipe the memories of the host in case of there being any possible splits that may get Halphas in trouble.

Her rose-colored eyes watched the waitress jot down their order before scurrying away, probably to tell her fellow colleagues a handsome fellow is here. "I ordered tea and flan for you milady."

"You know me too well."

The Sin of Lust turned to the busy streets of Barcelona and gazed at all the carefree humans. They were naive and easily manipulated, that's what made her job so incredibly easy. With her host's occupation of being a model it made things even easier. Asmodeus licked her lips, Barcelona was one of the largest cities thriving with tons of people, people that would succumb to her and aid in Satan's strategy. She pouted at the next thought, Mammon hadn't contacted her after their little unscheduled 'group meeting' at the bar. Then again, she was quite busy with the new boy that had collided with her back at the other studio.

"Ahh it feels so good!" Asmodeus cried out, leaning backwards to stretch giving several onlookers more view of her cropped top rising up. The Sin of Lust inhaled deeply and the second she did her eyes flashed dangerously, practically snapping back into her original posture. Her eyes darted back and forth quickly between the areas as also focused her ears to listening the their surroundings.

Halphas, sensing his master's change in behaviour mimicked her movements as his own eyes began scanning. Asmodeus let out a low hiss that was loud enough for her servant to hear, "I can smell them, faint but it's there."

"Shall we go milady?"

"No, they're close but not that close.." she trailed off before she relaxed. Her sudden killer aura disappeared just as it appeared as soon as the waitress returned with their order. "We can't let this go to waste now can we?" Her servant made no comment as he took a sip of the beverage he had ordered but Asmodeus could tell he was still on alert.

The Exorcists were coming and here she was eating her flan and sipping her tea. But she knew the minute they came she would send Halphas away -- she would take no risks with him. Goosebumps appeared on her host's body and she grinned behind her cup of tea. This was going to be fun.


ＯＯＣ： translation: "What can I get for you today?"

[Genria Fire]

weapons ￫ Sig Saur, CZ, & Flamberge, holstered

wearing ￫ just this

where ￫ Andorra, Spain

with ￫ Alone ⋙ A friend⋙



It appeared their visit to the cafe would be one, or two as it seemed, members short. The Royal Demons were a serious problem yes, and he could understand the desire to rush to defeat them as well. But he didn't think it was a good idea, while they might be used to working with people it was harder to do when you didn't know much about each other. If these demons were normal it would be fine, but these were Royals. At least Wyatt followed the Bridler, he didn't know who else would. "She seems eager." He told the rest with some amusement.

Not long after they left another Exorcist entered the room. Brax was pretty sure he had seen him with the Chancellor at some point. "Ah, you are all still here. Good." He looked each of them over in silence. "I know you barely know each other so with some hope to speed this process up we took the liberty of assigning teams. Keep in mind you may switch or group together, it's only something we'd like you to try out for now." Now he looked down at a piece of paper. "Persephone Nite and Wyatt Ryker have been given their assigned teams. The rest of you are as follows." A moment was taken to move papers around. "Inverse Arasanclah? We'd like you to work with Abel Vidal for the time being. I know he isn't here but he will be informed." Another pause as he handed Inverse a small file on her partner, Brax couldn't see it. "Cassie Ambrose and Brax Elwood, you are the last pair. Good luck all of you." Without another word he walked out of the room.

Brax looked over at his new partner. Well that saved them a lot of awkward conversations while they tried to decide who to work with. "Guess that's that then, it'll be a pleasure working with you." He held his hand out for a handshake and hoped they would get along. They had never worked together before, it would probably take some time to get used to.

After that Brax wasn't sure if they would go with their original plans. He wasn't sure if he should offer Inverse his cellphone number though he did give it to Cassie. After a moment he offered it to her, if she was still around. In case her and her team needed help or ever wanted to join up.

tab tab tab ~ time skip ~

Today did not start off with meeting his new partner. As he had informed Cassie yesterday, he had someone to meet. An old friend that he hadn't seen for a while. He didn't tell her many details, just that he didn't want to postpone it. They could use the day to prepare themselves and their affairs for the future demon hunting. No telling how long it would last. As long as the two of them agreed not to hunt demons while they were apart it would be fine. He had even given her the address to the restaurant he planned to meet the friend at. She could meet up with him there if she wanted, as long as she gave him some time to talk to his friend. The guy knew about his work as an Exorcist.

For a brief moment Brax considered dressing up or hell even wearing his uniform. Instead he went with his normal attire. The guy had known him for years, Brax simply did not enjoy dressing to impress. So the morning was spent getting his things ready as he didn't know when he would return home after this. Then a long a** travel through the tunnels that still managed to beat going by plane, he blamed the process to get on the plane, which he spent surfing the internet and reading. So when Brax finally set foot in Spain it was actually painfully close to the time he was supposed to be at the restaurant. He rubbed a hand over his face and snorted. Certainly not the first time he was gonna be late.

The first thing Brax noticed when he approached the damn place was the increased demon presence. Normally he'd be wary, well he still was, but it was somewhat normal. Brax had first met his friend when one of the guy's family was possessed. Then he'd noticed that demons seemed to hang around the area where he was. Brax never figured out why because the guy was not possessed nor demonic, but it had been that way for years. The next was a crying girl leaving the place. As petty as it was he was just glad he hadn't been in there to deal with that drama. It was bad enough that he suspected the meeting would be dramatic. The guy hadn't mentioned his girlfriend, but Brax didn't think she would let them meet up without her present. She was the reason he had left, she hadn't liked that Brax had a thing with her boyfriend before they had met. Still, he had been surprised at the intensity of her reaction. She had been pretty cool up until then.

He shook his head and sighed. He probably looked like an idiot, standing here in front of the restaurant and blankly staring at it. Another deep breath and Brax entered the Restaurant Borda Estevet. After he showed them his credentials, yes he was an exorcist no he wasn't here on business, they let him in. It didn't take him long to be led to his friend, which he smiled at and greeted warmly. "Kellan hello!" Fight or girlfriend, he'd been in love with him for years. And to his relieve he didn't see the woman around. Small favors indeed, he just hoped Kellan hadn't tricked her. He was in love with her and hell would freeze over before Brax came between them. He had no idea that the man was possessed.



ooc ￫ Ahahahahahahahahaha!!


Chris P Bacon

[Winged Xephyr]

XXXX A feint alarm clock muffled by bed covers grew louder with each passing second until it was at an unbearable volume, which caused the once sleeping exorcist to wake up and think more then twice about throwing the phone that made the noise against a wall to silence its incessant noise making. It was truly a hard decision to make when one was not in anyway a morning person, but alas Inverse fumbled around with trying to find the phone and swiped across the screen to dismiss the alarm before it stopped and would start again five minutes later. "Wakey wakey you blood bag of useless space" The ethereal and demonic voice rang through the woman's head, a side affect that she had come to know of after increasingly summoning a particular nasty demon, yet the demon was useful and despite the relentless attempt at slaughtering her resolve, demon and exorcist were in a weird sense good partners. But don't get her wrong, Inverse would cut down the demon with hardly a second thought if she had to. With a sigh, the silver haired woman swung her legs out of bed and began her usual morning routine, ignoring the occasional insult that became more and more lackluster with each one. With a smile, Inverse just shook her head as she had finished up getting dressed after a near scalding hot shower.

"Really Gorggy, you must come up with better thing to do then pester me, shouldn't you be doing demon things until I need you? Or are you just useless without me by your side to hold your revolting paw to make sure you don't get hurt like a wittle babu?" The growling whisper in her mind was short, but her words silence the demon for the rest of the morning, until he somehow thought of more ways to insult or just try and worm his way into getting her to show weakness in order to get some blood on his claws. The time that would come was unknown to both, yet Inverse did hope it wasn't anytime soon, especially since the time on a near by clock showed that if the exorcist didn't leave at once that she would miss the plane that she had to take in order to go on a lead to New York to find one of these Royal Demons. She guessed that she would be meeting her partner there as well seeing as she was informed post-meeting the other day of him and their current partnership. Inverse hoped he wasn't completely useless, but she would read the very small file the organization gave her on the plane about him later.


~~~~Time Skip~~~~


XXXXHaving arrived in New York, earlier then what was scheduled, Inverse had found herself a spot to wait near where she was told her partner would be arriving in. The file she had gave her a picture, although it was hardly anything to go by since he had a gas mask on in it. Many questions arose from why he was wearing a gas mask, but then everything else the file told her also gave her many questions, the guy was pretty eccentric. The only thing she didn't like was that he was five years her senior. If anything, she did not want to be treated like a child and she hoped he wouldn't as she had her fair share of being treated like one when she first became an exorcist and even years later. The old people just thought that because they were older that meant that they knew every single damn thing there was to know about everything. It was irritating beyond measure. Leaning her head on a hand as she propped it up on the armrest of her chair, Inverse looked up and perused around with her eyes as she noticed the plane her partner was supposed to be on came and the people started to file out. A man who matched the picture, despite his maskless face had Inverse slump a bit into her chair as she watched him walk away, looking from his face tot he photo she had laying on one of her legs as she sat with them crossed. Right pass her did he go, and it wasn't much of a surprise as it was to be there first meeting and the way she had worn the exorcist uniform jacket made no indication on who she was as it just looked like some regular old long coat that someone could get at any store. Really she looked like any other woman that was just sitting around, except she looked better then others who had make-up plastered onto their faces, boobs pushed so high up it seemed they would be sniffing their cleavage all day, hair with so many chemicals it was a miracle that it was falling out, and perfumes smothering themselves as if they bathed in the stuff daily.

"Yeah, you would certainly be prettier then they would be with your insides splattered all over the floor and your eyes staring in that beautiful gaze of shock." The demon whisper cackled and racked a bloody thought across her mind as the demon she spent a lot of time around in battles put in its two cents. Scoffing at the demons notion, Inverse stood up her seat and patted out any wrinkles she had accumulated from sitting down before putting the file she had in a purse she held and walked from the area, keeping a fair distance from her supposed partner. "Yeah, lets see whose last gaze of life looks at who, and I hope the most deepest part of hell torments you for eternity."

XXXXAbel had sat in a cafe near the baggage claim area and used his laptop, Inverse surveyed the man as he did whatever he was doing. Now one would have just gone up to the man and introduced themselves, but Inverse liked it more to just take a few steps back and observe things before rushing into a situation. Abel, although was a bit older then she - although she sometimes did over look age - was cute and nice on the eyes, and the way he presented himself gave her a sense of reassurance, he wasn't looking behind himself like a paranoid child or anything, nor did he have an over arrogant air that she would find irritating later on. Certainly she found that he seemed like a nice guy, but that would have to be definitely determined later after a few moments of being around him. Pushing herself off from a pillar she stood against, Inverse glided over to the small cafe table that the minister sat at and took it upon herself to take a seat, in the motion of doing so did she only slightly close the laptop so that she got his attention, but not in the way that made her seem like an a** for closing something that was not hers. For all she knew he could have been doing something that closing the laptop made it all disappear, now that would be a mean thing to do. With a slight smile the woman waggled her fingers in an informal greeting.

"Hello Abel, Inverse Arasanclah, but you can call me Inverse as I will hit you if you try to call me Ms. anything. I am not one for the formalities, it grows tiresome unless I'm speaking to a very high official, which I, nor you are speaking to." With her smile, the exorcist held out her hand for a shake. "It has been very nice to meet you, but I do say we should get going don't you? These Royals aren't going to exorcise themselves, no matter how much we want them to." The word royal slid off her tongue with a bit of disgust and bitterness as she had spoke, not in the least bit happy that such demons were walking around on earth that could harm the innocent people that lived here. Ever since she arrived in New York her skin crawled where she had tattooed the summoning circle of gormogon, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Now she wouldn't say she had any sixth sense, but it was as close to one as she was going to get since the demon whose summing circle she had on herself usually responded to a demon of high level worth seeking, which only meant one thing since there was no previous reports of high leveled demons in the area. There was a royal somewhere in New York, and she was determined to find it and eradicate it.

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[Location] New York Airport XXXX[Company] AbelXXXX[Thoughts] Lets get this show on the roadXXXX[Wearing] Clothes with Exorcist uniform Jacket unbuttoned