Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutly III ~ Reincarnation /Open/

[xxShadowFangxx]

Aaron pulled away slowly from the kiss, and stared down into Tonya's eyes. "im sorry, i..dont know what came over me." as his senses came to and he glanced down for a second and realized they were both facing each other now causing him to blush again. he still hadnt let go of her and was holding her close to him.

((short and kinda crappy, dont have much time cuz im heading back to work soon.))

[Marlasauris Rex]

Tonya stared back into Aaron's eyes. Being held could feel his entire and we do mean entire body. She let a small smile play across her lips. "It's okay, I didn't mind." She leaned upwards and kissed him, she kissed him like this was the best kiss she'd ever had and actually it was.

((Short crappy segue to PMs))

[Mystic-Vampire-Fox]

It wasn't shocking to hear the Rhod had the same worries as Wayne, and though he didn't want to still be on the run, the boy knew they had to move. Waiting for the owners to return most likely meant their death since Alexxi and his group had become rather comfortable in the house. Something that Wayne could not agree with. The furniture was foreign, the air smelled too fresh and nothing was like he wanted. This was another, pretty, cell in the end and Rhod did have the right idea. But Wayne would be dead before he left without Aaron. Turning his attention away from his own thoughts he finally answered Rhod. We do need to leave but they are most likely already on a man hunt. This house of course will be checked and if any of us answer the door we'll be caught." He was speaking out loud because his thoughts were too jumbled to stay in his head. "We need to lie low without running from here. We stand more of chance being caught in the street than if we stay here. If the owners aren't home now chances are they haven't heard yet of our escape. We might not even yet make the news considering how they thought of us. Also, their records are most likely destroyed and no one there can remember all of our faces. Alexxi will be one, the red head as well and the girl - " He stopped suddenly as a light bulb popped on over his head. He cast a side long glance at Lucille who was watching the room with growing agitation and boredom. "she looks different..at least different enough." Without fully explaining himself to Rhod, he stepped over to the girl and began.

"I need you to do something for me..."

Lucille looked down at the boy in front of her and allowed a playful smirk to come over her features. Placing her hand on his shoulder she stood straight and closed the distance between them. "I'd be glad to...but you're really too innocent for my type."

Wayne could only step back in disgust at the thought and slapped the offending hand away. "Not that. Never that. Not from you.I need - '

"You don't need anything if you're to insult me like that..." Lucille cut in, crossing her arms under her bosom and letting them push up her breasts.

"Fine." Wayne took a calming breath and tried to void his mind of the pain that came with talking to someone from the black side of the black and white world he lived in. "You are the only one of us who looks different enough to talk to the police that will inevitably come knocking at this door."

"And?"

"This is the safest place for all of us at the moment, your master and mine included. If we want to make the escape worth it we all need to lay low."

"Spit it out."

"When the police come to the door, you need to answer it as though you live here and are a worried neighbor. Agree to be on the lookout for whoever they ask for, use a false name and get them off the trail of this house." He stopped and looked to Rhod as he continued. "Once that's done we can stop worrying about being sitting ducks. The owners of this house will be a mild problem and we have the girl upstairs as leverage if they try to be of hindrance to us." He sighed and looked back to Lucille. "What we do from there will depend on Alexxi and Aaron."

"His name isn't Alexxi!" Lucille snapped having grown tired of hearing that. Though she remembered everything from the asylum she was finally free from her mortal prison and wanted everyone else to join the party. "His name is Lord Lucifer. The undisputed and complete ruler of all that you see before you." She pushed past Wayne and strolled to Alexxi's lap, kneeling before him. "Master. You've remembered your power. You've awakened the flame but I must beg of you please remember the rest." She lifted her eyes to him then looked toward Caleb. "You. Tell him I'm right. If you're as much of the lapdog that you pretend to be then protect our master from the damned shell that he is bound in!"

From across the room Wayne watched a little terrified of what was going on. Terrified, not because he was confused but because, as Lucille spoke he was getting flashes of a literal hell on earth. Death had run rampant, demons walked humans like dogs and angels were worn as furs. Darkness was the common factor and above it all...Lucifer. A quick, invisible touch on his shoulder snapped him from his stupor and he took a step forward. "Do not awaken Him, succubus." The voice he spoke with was one he did not recognize. Authority commanded him and he honestly had no idea what he was saying or going to say next. "If you were half the wit you pretend to be you would not wake Him. Though there cannot be Light without Dark the two CANNOT clash. You awaken Him now and Hell will be the least of our problems." As he spoke he pulled Lucille back and continued.

"Right now our focus should be the police." And with that, Wayne was back in control of his voice. "They'll be here soon. Play the part I gave you..." he hesitated finally adding, "please"

Confused and upset, Lucille snatched her hand away and after a moment consented. "But not for you. For Him. He doesn't need minor distractions nor to be put back in that prison." Then calming she stood by the door waiting for the bell to ring.

[Luciphel]

((Important things about Luci:
(4) Im lazy.

As such i aint reading back lord knows how many pages and trying to fassion a reply

to everything that may or may not have been directed at Alexxi or was something

that he would pay attention to. So.. im just gonna reply to Foxys last post and

just go from there.

And ya'll cant tell me off cause i own the place muwahahahha heart ))

To make life easier Alexxi had placed himself back in his chair (if he wasnt already there) and had apparantly decided to shut out the rest of the world (to explain the lack of activity, whoot for crappy explanations), sitting back in his chair his eyes were closed under his black fringe giving the impression that he was immersed in a peaceful sleep... Perhaps he was. Untill Lucille started ranting about his name anyway. Normally he would have just passed it off as her being crazy but between ghostly figures, fire materializing from no where and sexy demonesses it diddnt seem too farfetched that he would be the devil. Quite the opposite he was more than happy to welcome the idea. After a few seconds he opened his eyes just enough so that a sliver of emerald was viasable under his dark lashes and looked down at Lucille. So he couldnt remember, but maybe he could play the part.

"If any of you yell again ill rip your tongues out of your skull." Despite his words there was no malice in his voice making the threat appear empty and for nothing but show. His voice was quiet and sluggish as though he might fall asleep at any moment. Though Lucifer rarly found himself hindered by human needs such a sleep, Alexxi was still human and his body and mind was exausted.

A few more moments passed before he spoke again in the same tired tone. "That.." He guestured vaguely in Waynes direction. "...Is right, if any of us answered it we would be regognised imidiatly and its far too late to pretend no ones home." The lights were on and they haddnt exactly been quiet. "Though we cant stay here forever it will certainly do untill all the excitement has died down. If the real owners come back we'll have to deal with them and get out quickly so dont get too comfortable." Getting to his feet with a soft groan, Alexxi stretched and stepped over any remaining servants that were clustered around his feet before wondering over to the fire place, looking over several framed photographs. "These people have family.." He continued, knocking the pictures off one by one as he spoke, watching the glass frames shatter and cover the carpet in hundreds of sparkling shards. "...and friends. If they disappear it wont be long untill whats left is found and we will be the first to come under suspicion, being so close to the asylum. The last thing we want is a man hunt."

The words that followed appeared to be muttered to himself, speaking his thoughts outloud showed an obvious sign of things to come. "The attic seems like a good idea. If that girls gone unnticed for so long a couple of corpses could be there a while... well untill the smell gets too over powering." Pushing the remainging ornaments and decorations out of the way, Alexxi crossed his arms and leaned them on the mantle piece, frowning thoughtfully at his own refelection in the mirror that hung there.

Where to go after that he wasnt so sure.

Closing his eyes again, Alexxi forced his thoughts back into his head where they couldnt be heard by others. Mostly he thought about Lucifer, or rather him being Lucifer if you want to be specific. Fire was the most obvious thing for the devil to be able to manipulate but there had to be more. He tryed to imagine what other sort of powers he might be able to dig out of himself. If he WAS the devil, what sort of magic would he use most often other than helfire?

((crap post and its proably all wrong so feel free to pull me up on wrongly dictated details))

[Luciphels Neko]

Caleb had leveled what appeared to be a simple gaze at the newly awakened Lucille, and simply returned his attention to the reincarnation of his young charge. THe devil of Lust could do as she wishes, he had no intention to interfere at times that were not right. His reincarnation was not ready for intervention. Nor was his master.

Being the Devil of Life gave him privy to Life in general. His powers and his influence may have faded to the point where those humans actually said that he and his master were one and the same! But that didn't mean it was the truth after all.

He still retained some of his powers. He was the Eveningstar after all...

Samael, on the other hand, was not so calm. Detachment had been part of his life all these years, it irked him, somewhat, to the extent that he can understand irritation, that he knew nothing about whatever was going on. What he had, were all visions, dreams, and right now, it seems even that part of him was blocked off, and he was as if a blind man walking in the dark led by an equally blind dog. There was nothing for him to hold onto, and nothing for him to understand.

So he threw aside every other thought, and focused merely on one being: His master.

Caleb, on the other side of the room, sighed. The one person who would gurrantee his revival, was the one person who could not see him. And as much as he wanted to, he cannot influence anyone directly to quicken the process, it would not do to hasten the inevitable.

So now, all they can do is wait. (And damn it, someone, press the fast forward button or something!)

[Halycon_Galanodel]

Still clinging to Sammy Nikki figited, listening to Alexxi speak of death so casually. Part of him knew it was wrong- but that dark core of him was a seething mass of jealousy and worried as he was that it would spiral out of control he stuck to the loyal dogs side.

"As master wishes so shall it be unless.."He thought for a moment, the Belial pushed the thoughts back further into his mind. Obviously now was not the time for them. later they could suggest the option of moving somewhere more secluded.

[Mystic-Vampire-Fox]

As always, when Lucifer spoke, Lucille kept her eyes raptly on his form. She followed his movements, words and lips causing her eyes to dart to and fro and up and down his body like a mad hummingbird choosing between too many sweet flowers.

Maybe Wayne was psychic, maybe he had good intuition, or maybe - just maybe - foxy got so eager to post that she made this conveniently happen, but what ever the reason, a rap echoed loudly on the wooden door in the form of an anxious knock. Immediatley following, two voices, both (again conveniently) male, shouted in sync: "Police. Anyone home?"

Lucille grinned like a mischievous cat and after pushing anyone from view, pulled open the door, letting her face fall into a form of confusion and worry. She crossed her arms over her chest, covering her cleavage and met the eyes of the dominate officer. He was slightly shorter than his partner with brown locks poking out from under his hat. He had an exhausted look about him and Lucille knew this was neither his first case nor his first house. The sweat that shined on his upper lip echoed her assumptions and she marked that away in case it could be used. "Is something wrong?" She asked recoiling against the door frame. Already her mind had formed a story. Her live in boy friend had gone into work late after a morning of passion. To remind themselves of their fun he had made reservations at her favorite restaurant a few cities over and sent a classic singing messenger to the door. This would explain her dress, her worry and even more so give her the image of innocence.

"Sorry to bother you ma'am - "Lucille twitched at the addressing but made no other movement as the younger officer spoke. " - but there has been a breakout from the asylum across the street." He paused for a moment and Lucille allowed a little worry to ease from her face while new concern took over her body language. Satisfied with this response, the officer continued. "An estimated twelve inmates have gone missing and we believe they may be hiding in the area. Have you seen anything strange?"

Lucille shook her head slowly and looked at the ashes of the asylum. "No.." Her voice was dazed and she looked back at the officer. "No..no I haven't. I've been in the bathroom nearly all day..." She shook herself from her stupor to realize that her statement was perfectly awkward. The two officers exchanged a quick look before scrutinizing the woman. It seemed just now they noticed her state. "Have plans this evening?" This time it was the older officer that spoke. The way his eyes never wavered from Lucille's tipped the woman off that he was hardly listening to what she said but rather how she said it. So Lucille chose to play along. Letting a small embaressed chuckled slip from her she nodded and smoothed her dress and hair. "Dinner..." A blush rose to her cheeks as she remembered the reason for said dinner. Once again, the offers seemed content with her answer. "I hope you can have fun," they said before returning to business. The younger officer pulled out a pad of paper and a pen while the older officer pulled out a card. "You can reach us here if you hear anything in the next few days. We'll have patrols around the area and most likely other officers will stop by to make sure things are okay with you."

Lucille nodded and took the card inspecting the number and name. A masculine name: Gregory. As she stared at the card, she asked, "What do they look like? Act like? Are they dangerous? Would it be safer to leave for a few days?" A heightened tone took on her voice with each question and she looked nervously between the two. Gregory decided to answer. "Unfortunately, ma'am, we do not have detailed records on the escapees but they are most likely hurt by the fire and staying in a group so as to keep safe. They were all instituted for a reason so it's best to be on alert. If you believe you've come across one we ask that you don't engage them -"

"Of course. Of course." Lucille nodded.

"And to simply report them to the officials." Gregory pointed to the card again. "You can call us directly if you want or 911 and refer to the asylum case. They will send you to my department." Lucille nodded again and when the offers tipped their caps in a farewell she clumsily waved them off then closed the door slowly.

After a few moments she sighed and spoke to the group behind her. "Now what?"

[Luciphel]

At the perfectly timed sound of knuckled rapping against the front door, Alexxi dragged his eyes away from his reflection and glared at the wood that stood between them and the police as if it had interupted something terrably important. Knowing that were he was stood would be easily visable should one of the officers eyes wonder around Lucilles breasts, the devil moved into the kitchen where he would be out of sights but close enough to listen in on what was being said.

He was satisfied that the police believed their story and probably wouldnt be comming back unless they did something to attract attention to themselves. In short; no loud noises. Leaning back against one of the kitchen counters, he remained there even after their unwanted guests had departed. Idoly he glanced up at the cealing, wondering if the shower was free yet. Thinking about himself had brought to his attention that he was still saturated in the smell of the fire at the asylum, in fact he was very lucky the police haddnt picked up on it.

Though up to then he haddnt appeared to have cared if his clothes were burnt and he smelt like an over used ashtray now it was all he could think about, and the more he thought about it the more it seemed to become a major issue. Heading to the kitchen sink he made sure the curtains were drawn, should anyone be luring around the front garden, he started the water running and began to rinse out his hair.

"Now..." He began a rather delayed answer as he turned the taps off and stared down at the silver base of the kitchen sink, appearing oddly interested in the streams of water cascading off his fringe and being sucked down the plug hole. "Now.. im off to bed." Alexxi shook the remaining water out of his hair and gave it a quick once over with a towel. "Dont bother me unless its important." With that he walked past the others as if they werent there, with only a glance at the ghostly Caleb and headed upstairs to make himself at home in one of the bedrooms.

[Luciphels Neko]

Samael bowed as was usual of him, his task finished, after all, he had done what he set out to do, inform his master of the occupant upstairs, there was nothing else for him to bother with.

Not unless...

Glancing towards the kitchens, then up the stairs once more, Samael wondered if they should at least keep the girl alive. That would require feeding her. After all, they need to lay low, yes? If that is the case... a dead body would probably be a tad bit too... flashy.

Decisions, decisions...

Meanwhile, Caleb, having successfully ignored the reincarnated and reinstated Lucille, caught the look that was thrown towards him, and rose soundlessly. It didn't take much, but with some concentration, he managed to fade away...

... and reappear in the room Alexxi was headed to, semi-invisible, of course, he was only a memory, memories were free to move around, were they not?

Don't answer that.

[Mystic-Vampire-Fox]

Lucille watched as Alexxi walked upstairs. The way he ignored all but Caleb made her blood boil. Did she not just prove her usefulness more than that lost memory could ever do? She frowned and growled storming over to him. Though she wished desperately that she could stuff her fist down his throat and rip his kidney out through his lungs, she could see through him and there was nothing to grab onto when he didn't exist. And oddly enough that didn't bring her any pleasure. "You..." She growled again...and then he was gone. Furious that he could so easily pop in and out wherever he wanted, she let her frustration out in a rather small yell and wheeled around on the one that had brought Caleb to them. He was human. He was weak. He couldn't leave her. He would pay for what Caleb couldn't.Wrapping her right around his throat, she pulled him up and held him up above her head so that his feet tickled the ground but would be unable to find any brace.

"Why did you bring him here?" She growled and flung him across the room. "Wasn't it good enough for you to be his pet?" she asked as she stepped forward and dug her heel into his side in a swift kick. "You pathetic human mute! Get your head from your disgusting drawings and fall into a pit of your own inner hatred."


((yeah...i know this is a horrible post...just wanted to post something..))

[Halycon_Galanodel]

Blinking Nikki was in shock as the woman lashed out at Sammy. Oh it made the thing inside him pissed. Stalking into the kitchen he grabbed the first sharp oject he could hind and stalked back out."But him down."Came the unearthly growl. "Put him down now." And given she din't react fast enough the blade came slashing down at her.

Belial was in full posession of that body and a thousand years of grief and hiddn feelings worked their way out into punishing the female that laid hands on the soul that brought Caleb back to them.

[Mystic-Vampire-Fox]

((I don't think its right for Lucille to know who is who but i think she'll know that everyone here is someone from her past...she can be like the hairpin that picks the lock of your secrets))

Lucille glanced over her shoulder at the growl that was clearly directed toward her. "Little bitty Nikki..." she mocked and after giving Sammy another swift kick turned her full attention to the bothersome boy. Her hand flew up to catch the blade that came down on her and though it sliced her hand she twitched her wrist quickly and pulled back on the blade to force him to release it. Even as she made these swift movements, she spoke with a calm, non worried tone, locking her eyes with his. "Little mortals shouldn't play with such sharp objects," she said then stepped closer to him so that her lips were centimeters from his ear. She could feel the his red locks swaying as she whispered: "Of course if you woke up...everything would be much more interesting." Then she brought her knee to his pelvis, released the blade, and returned to Sammy.

Kneeling, she flicked some of his hair to the side with a chuckle. "Why did you bring him here?" she asked in what was now an eerie motherlike tone. She had a smile on her face and was running her finger gently over his bruises. In fact if it wasn't for her eyes which glinted with a threat, one might have believed that she cared about Sammy.

((yeah yeah..i know it's bad...))

[Halycon_Galanodel]

Dropping the balde as he fell to his knees in pain Nikki/Belial shrieked all manner of foul curses at her. Some in languages his cute innocent mortal self had never even knew existed. Like demonic. " Lucille- well I see Hell's B*tch is back in action."A low sultry tone hissed, a voice that would have been pleasing to the ear if he wasn't in suce pain or pissed off to the point of rage.

Oh yes she was good at what she did but with similar powers but a slightly different set of wiring inhis head Belial found himself pretty much unfazed by her general behavior. They were both vicious focused creatures- it all depended on who held the advantage at this point.

[Luciphels Neko]

The sudden cutting off of his oxygen supply was barely noticed before he felt what remained of his breath got knocked out of him as he was slammed into the wall, or rather, thrown into it. The sudden grunt of pain was purely reflex, as while it seemed as if he could feel, I mean, really feel, more than usual, it was still a dull sort of... out of body feeling. He wondered if he should be concerned with the pain that followed from the sudden flare in his side, barely making him jerk, but it made him jerk nonetheless.

Pain was the least foreign sensation to him, odd as it may seem.

For a moment, he wondered why had the pain stopped, or did he stop feeling again so soon, before he realized that Nikki had attacked in his stead, and he wondered why, attempting to stand, but his body decided that it didn't want to, and he collapsed once more.

The soft, gentle tones brought his attention back to the woman who had fell him, and for a moment, in a dream of another time and place, he could feel hatred and anger rise in his mind, his body, before that faded away, leaving behind a clueless shell of a human.

"Bring... who?"

And indeed, who was it that this woman was talking about? Everyone had arrived before Samael, there was no one he had brought... unless she meant... the police?

[Mystic-Vampire-Fox]

Lucille only gave Nikki glance to humor his purring anger and scoffed as she recognized the voice. No...not the voice. The tone, the hatred, the unpleseant seduction that resonated as he spoke/ But she didn't care about Belial at the moment - though later she would have her fun with him - because she was more interestd in the limp form before her. "Bring who?" She mocked and dug her nails into the soft skin just behind his left ear. When the warm trickle of blood touched her fingers, she let go, plucking at the cut skin like a guitar string. "I don't like it when people play games with me." Holding the skin she had broken with two nails, she pulled back, peeling him now like a banana. A horribly red and sticky banana. "Why did you sully this house with such a being. Why did you bring Caleb here?" Her actions didn't cease as she spoke, pausing only so that he could not claim to be in too much agony to speak her answers."