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"Yeah, something like that. I'm at the airport in L.A., are you alright? You seem a little...off" Jacob was a little relieved that Joe hadn't directly accused him of being crazy.


"I'm not sure." Jacob replied, aloud, traversing through the airport.

"Alright, thank you, I'll be waiting." he said before hanging up. He headed towards the nearest food court, I need to get something in my stomach... he thought, holding his stomach.

Alan shrugged. "I didn't order tickets, I'm staying back in my thaumaturgic chamber here." It was, however, LAX they were going too.

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"Right... about... now." The demon, a slug-like creature with seven eyed antennae and tentacles, turned the corner of the staircase and promptly met a full clip of sub machine gun ammo. It collapsed to the floor - it had no defenses prepared because it wasn't expecting any particular resistance. "Let's go," Takeshi commanded, descending the stairs as he reloaded his weapon.

Agnese barely had time to shout out a curse of any sort before the disgusting creature was a a disgusting lump oozing on the already narrow walkway.

"I can't believe I have to walk through this," she grumbled, following closely. She slipped a bit in the 'blood', catching herself on the wall before she glared and just took her shoes off.

<(You are far more tolerant of disgusting things than I. Walking through that? and then walking barefoot?)>

"The door needs a key," Agnese said, ignoring her warlock.

((Sheesh, I check all the time for two days, nothing happens. I leave for the morning and early afternoon of one frikkin' day and there's a page-worth of posts. YOU MORONS SHOULD CATER TO MY EVERY LOGGED-IN WHIM. D:<

Also: POINTLESS PAGE FILLING))

Paul, catching on to what Joe meant, erratically shouted, "No! I am not your friend! I'm YERMOM!" before stepping in and carefully, carefully stepping around a little bit of Celtic that looked suspiciously inappropriate. Suddenly, however, Paul's phone rung too. He looked at it. "Oh, Chris," he muttered to himself, opening it up and putting it to his ear.

"Hey, Chris," he said, then listened. "Uhm... I'm hanging out in LA. With Melissa. Like I ought to be, like a normal human being." Pause. "Yes, I'm not telling you everything." Pause. "Uhm... gee, we've been on the news?" Pause. "Photoshopped?! I'll come to your house and light it on fire!" Pause. "Yes, the footage you saw was real." Pause. "Ah." Longer pause. "They're WHAT?!" Pause. "Gee, man. That's gay." Pause. "Well, you know, flipping Elephants... that's always fun." Pause. "Yeah, that was my brother who jumped from a Mongoose to a Ghost." Pause. "Well... if that's all, I gotta go." Pause. "Yes, it's important." Pause. "Yes, it's epic." Pause. "Yes, it does involve shooting people." Pause. "Lovely." Pause. "Oh." Pause. "Well stop them!" Pause. "Whaddya mean they won't stop? I left for like less than a week and they're going to take the stupid place back? Talk to them! I'm coming back! I paid my bills!" Pause. "Whaddya MEAN they want the Xbox?! No! That's theft!" Pause. "Well stop them right now!" Pause. "Fine. Get back to me in a bit, I'm taking a flight soon." With that he hung up.

He fumed for a moment, then he shook his head. "What was that all about anyway, Joe?" he asked. "Do we have someone to catch before Legion?"

"Well, to be more in-depth, it's called a Nexus," Alan explained, trying not to think about what Paul was saying. "It'll allow me to focus my magic to you from across the continent. It uses the magical-mashup thing the Sages developed. The Nexus allows almost no loss of energy or precision when transferring magic over a distance. The way I see it, anyone who takes the time to figure out how to make a 4-dimensional, 16-vertex hypercube-shaped Nexus damn well deserves these kinds of results." Siber focused his third eye on the room and saw something indescribable, the kind of thing that felt like it would make his brain drool from trying to comprehend. He immediately shut the image out. "Yeah, humans have trouble looking at four-dimensional things. It's like a triangle trying to explain a sphere."

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"It doesn't need a key," Takeshi observed wryly. The door had, it appeared, been melted away around the edges in the process of being opened, and now was laying rather peacefully upon the ground. He exited, looking around for threats. "We're clear. Where to now?" He looked at Agnese.

((Making a profile now. xd

I enjoy being in an RP just to RP without having to keep in mind overall arcs I'm planning and stuff. Therefore, I join other people's RPs. :O))

((Sweet!
I'm sure it'll be great!))