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 Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 10:19 pm
The woods was, as usual, foggy. Maybe even more so than usual. Beside Calder, there was a tree with an 'A' carved into it; for most, it might just stand for Amityville... Which it does. However, the 'A's' actually mark the way for a certain pony and his feathered companion.
Now ends the cheesy part of this post.
[OOC:
Make your single post; Blade and I will NPC things along~]
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 10:36 am
The siren was in his mind, singing the theme song to 'secret agent snake'. Only snake in his head was replaced with the term 'siren'. Didn't rhyme as often and work super well with the song and it's lyrics but it was close! Thankfully his mind singing was just that, in his head. Flying along he was careful to stay in the higher branches, he also made sure to not bother the others.
The 'A' symbols were followed in the sense that Israfel was following Calder. At best, the sire was not seen, at worst, a few corrividus cawed at him. But he held to his promise to Lizzy.
He made not a peep.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 6:35 pm
Calder was dress in regal robes, a odd sort of crown that pressed his ears down, and was now standing in his new attire waiting in the woods near the tree with the designated mark. Holding the robes a bit, he started to turn back and forth, letting the long sleeves swing with him and then adjusted his crown. He forgot that he had to actually APPEAR like a member of Conquest, and considering he only saw two Conquest horsemen, one who tried to kill then and Invictus, he had a very narrow idea of what to imitate.
As it was, he stopped his swinging, and then stood, narrowed his eyes, and tried to appear uncaring, aloof, and in a way "badass". The world was his oyster and he could stomp on it whenever he so pleased!
Crossing his arms cross his chest, Calder looked around, ears trying to go upright under the weight of the crown, all the while his fingertips touched the hem of his sleeves. Such a nice fabric.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 6:52 pm
A little bit of time passed before anything really showed up around the weeping woods. There was a group of five sharply dressed citizens who were making their away around. Three reapers, an undead, and a monster. One of the reapers had a fairly sizable canine with him, who seemed to be leading the group towards Calder's location.
"Oi! Over there!" the hound snarled before motioning over towards the rather regal looking figure ahead.
"That must be him. But where the hell is Shun? Kid's supposed to be around isn't he?" one of the other reapers asked as he rested his katana lightly against his shoulder.
"Doesn't matter. Let's bag the target then flag the kid down. I bet you he lost track of the horseman. <******** numbskulls. He'll hear us coming," snapped one of the others in a more hushed tone. They hadn't started running towards Calder just yet. No, they wanted to get as close as they could before startling him. If their banter already hadn't done that.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 7:40 pm
Kardos had no reason to trust the so-called tip-off. He had no reason to employ his bogeymen on a single word of whim, and from an Amityville student, as judging by their location and proximity. Yes, in general, the bogeymen had hard feelings with that school, especially after she passed away, and asked them, as her last request of authority, to protect the students.
'Protect' was a funny word. In its absolute, undiluted form, it meant to disband the source of the problem: Amityville itself. The school had too much attention, of the unwanted kind, their students when banded together asked too many of the wrong questions, and without being monitored, would only lead themselves further into a Jack-damned black hole. It was annoying, it was tiring, and most of all, he hated how self-entitled those damn brats were. As if everything revolved around them, they needed this here, answers now, boo-hoo, cry him a Jack-damned river. He had no reason to trust those brats, poking their noses and of course, making her last request just ten hundred thousand times impossibly difficult to complete. At this rate, he was damn fine with those pathetic students destroying themselves.
The Kuroda mafia clan members indeed, those little scarelings shouldn't tell lies. Kardos had all intentions of not budging a Jacking muscle, that was until of course Amityville's own underdog came to pay him a visit. There was the begging, and the cajoling, and then, a small bet. If they students were lying, the Bogeymen would have a license to re-patrol Amityville grounds. This caught his attention faster than anything else.
"Consider it a done deal, I hope you enjoy your sentence in jail, rotting as the accomplice who assisted in Red's murder."
Arel said nothing to the Bogeymen's words, simply quietly leading the way, to the place of the tip off.
Two minutes later and all the Bogeymen were assembled next to the Weeping Forest. They hid: oh they camouflaged themselves because that was what they excelled at, and waited. Kardos secretly wished that the so-called mafia members wouldn't show up at all.
But they did. Unmistakable faces and figures, painted and targeted on every circulating Bogeymen report. He didn't even need to say a word to any of the other Bogeymen before they acted together, a vicious pack. The Fear-weaving nets were made of simple Fear-resistant material, aimed to trap but not hurt, moving quietly and efficiently. Two members went down, and then another two. The last few did not even know what hit them.
It was over in mere moments.
That was when Kardos, as the others were filing away with the prizes, caught a glimpse of two Amityville students. They weren't even supposed to be out of school grounds, Jacking students - were they trying to get themselves killed again? Before the Bogeyman could intercept them, fuming - that meddling secretary was already well on the way, ushering the two students a little backwards, back into school property.
"That will be detention for you two students, you know you aren't allowed on school grounds. Now, go back to your classes, where you belong." The secretary shooed both of them on their way.
Kardos was still fuming. Sure, he was not officially allowed back on school grounds for investigation but-
- "You got what you wanted, right?" Arel began, nervously, shuffling a few steps back. "So, you should probably, um, interrogate them....?"
The Bogeyman considered it. "I will abide by the rules this time, since for once, you managed to get the better end of the bet. Next time, we shall see though, little secretary, I will enjoy the day when the little brats do something that no-one in your school will be able to cover."
He was off again, seething. Red's words haunted him. Protecting the students meant protecting them from themselves.... right? OOC - All mafia members chasing Calder have been captured, Calder and Israfel have been ushered back to Amityville (where they may or may not rejoin the other team, up to them)
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