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 Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 11:55 pm
 ...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...________________________________________________________
He waved them off, making sure the human was out of sight. He knew the confidence he felt had come from Lucki. But the calm she had tried to bestow on him was lost in his excitement. When she entered the building, his face changed in an instant. Lucien's eyes lit up, almost seeming to glow in the semi-darkness. This was his purpose, what he was made for. He slunk ahead, his shoulders tense as if ready for a fight. With no one around, Lucien almost seemed to have transformed into a stalking animal. His usually serene smile was now that of a predator.
"Give us this day, our daily bread," He whispered, walking along to the end of the street. He would run into the unhappy soul any moment now. "And forgive us our debts, as we also have forgiven our debtors." His pace grew faster as if in anticipation and his voice rose in volume. The words he spoke almost seemed to be invigorating him.
"Lead us not into temptation," He said with confidence, smile growing even wider. If the soul he sensed was deep in sin there would be no question to the course of action. He had to wait though, get closer to see if this one could truly be saved or not. He turned the corner directly in front of the soul's owner.
Lucien was taken by surprise, stopping dead in his tracks. This one was so young compared to the souls he had 'cleansed' before. The boy had dark, grayish hair. His eyes were a pristine, penetrating blue. Much the same as Lucien's would appear to be, unless the boy could see his unnaturally colored irises. Then there would be no doubt what had to be done. He looked the boy directly in the eyes, almost as a challenge. 'Tell me, boy, are my eyes red.' He thought, wondering if the one in front of him was truly so lost in his anger and malice.
Lucien was ready. His hands itched to go directly to his sword. "But deliver us from evil." He whispered the last line of his chant, the words being caught by the wind as soon as they left his mouth.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:42 am
 Memories are like shards of glass... Isaak Niigata Isaak now downtown and a whiles away from his home. A man, now stopped infont of him. Standing tall directly in front of him. He looked much like a human would, but there was something out of place. Something odd, besides him talking to himself as he stood there on the sidewalk. He spotted it. The man had red eyes. As red as a lazer. He was all of a sudden taken back to the faitful night. The one were he had lost all he had know. He came back. " An angel..." The word fell off his lips in a silent awe. He wanted to grab his gun and take the shot, but he was put in such a petrified state that he couldn't. A single bead of sweat rolled down from his forehead rolling off of his chin. He felt the urge to cry, but he had to hold strong. Show your enemy no sign of weakness. He had just enough strength to muster a sentence. " What are you doing here? 'Cleansing the Earh of sin?'" He quoted the angel who had taken his family from him. Only knowing that objective of the angels. be careful with the ones you still have.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:01 pm
...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...________________________________________________________ Lucien smiled sadly as the boy realized what he was. A job was a job, though, and Lucien had work to do. Within a few seconds, he had listened to the soul. Listen to the calls of a child as those he loved died. Listened to the despair of growing up alone. Listened to the promised vengeance that carried on like a howling beast. In this boys mind, he was righteous, he was doing justice, and perhaps he was. Before Lucien could contemplate more, he started to talk.
"I have come to offer you salvation. Your soul is in peril Isaak! I will save you from the pits of hell, but first you must let me." His voice rang commandingly throughout the night. Lucien thrust his jacket to the floor, his wings broke free in one powerful burst, stirring up a halo of dirt. He knew this was a powerful sight and one that few humans saw save on the verge of death. The angel held out his hand, offering it to the Isaak.
"Libera te tutemet ex inferis!" Lucien all but shouted, repeating the sentance like an order. Though the angel spoke Latin, he knew his words would ring clearly in the boys head. 'Free yourself from hell' It called in one voice that was many. Different hues playing together to form a melodic, terrifying dance inside the boys mind. It was a nice trick, but in the end that is all it was.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:35 pm
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ BELIEVE ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ † K E E P T H E F A I T H † 
The building that the girl lived in was a dismaying sight, it looked as though it hadn't been taken care of for years. Lucki stopped before the staircase, still holding the human's hand. It's paint was peeling, and bits of metal were showing through. She quickly looked around, taking in the fading white walls that brought back a memory of something one of her siblings had said when she had tagged along on a "mission". "The true nature of humans," He had said with his lips pulled back in a disgusted sneer. "shows through from underneath the pretty paint they wear."
The girl kindly patted Lucki on the head, kneeling down until she was at eye level with her. She's a nice human, Lucki thought as she listened to the girl speak.
"I'll come visit you later, so you won't be lonely." Her gaze was straightforward, and her words entirely truthful. She would have dallied longer, but she knew that being late to the meeting would bring upon the anger of her siblings...and that she would have to remind that other brother to hurry. The angels took timeliness seriously, and being late was considered sloth. Lucki started to run back out towards the exit of the building, but stopped short near the mailboxes and turned around. "What's your name?" She wanted to be able to remember this kind soul that she had met, and put a name to her face just in case the city had to be...cleansed.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:04 pm
 Alice Sommer“Okay, that sounds good.” Alice said, still smiling. Some reason she was still worried about this child getting chilled. Alice adjusted the child’s coat and fixed her hat so she’d stay warmer outside. “My name is Alice Sommer, I’ll be up on the third floor to your right. So come back soon, okay? You can invite your brother if you like too.”
Alice figured by the time the little girl, or both of them visit her place would be presentable enough. I don’t think I’ve learned her name yet either… The child seemed a bit rushed though, maybe to catch her brother? So Alice ignored the detail and just let the little sister run off to find her brother. “You better head off now, your brother’s waiting. We’ll meet again soon.” She said we’ll meet again soon in a sing-song voice. Maybe living in a city like this won’t be so bad… she observed the old dirty walls once more.
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Where am I?... In the entrance of the apartment complex.
Who am I talking to? ...Lucki
Mood: Happy/worried
Music Playing: Moonshine – Somewhere Anywhere Else
OCC:N/A
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:44 am
Memories are like shards of glass... Isaak Niigata Is this angel serious? " I will not fall for your tricks angel. All your kind ever brought me was hell... You think I can just forget what was done to me and my family? Well, I will not." He shouted down the street his voice echoing off the huge buildings surrounding them. Now was the time. Isaak had to prepare to fight an angel. He was more then ready. His memories fueled his anger. He finally controlled his body he quickly drew his shotgun from his back. " Now, don't you take another step you fiend. I will shoot without hesitation. You'd be wise to leave this city. I will find you and hunt you down myself." Isaak stood his ground. One of his eyes now squinted to take aim at the angel. He was hoping to get one of those prized wings gone to put the angel at the same level that he is at. be careful with the ones you still have.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 1:22 pm
...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses..._____________________________________________ Lucien sighed, this human was much more confrontational than he had expected. Perhaps he had underestimated him.
"Very well, then we shall have to do this the hard way. Just remember, I gave you a chance." He said with a wry smile. With super human speed, he pulled his blade from the sheath nestled between his wings. The tip was pointed at Isaak's throat.
"Prepare yourself." He said evenly, charging forward while folding his wings for better movement. His eyes glistened with excitement. Perhaps it was uncharacteristic for an 'angel', but the thrill of fighting coursed through his veins. His blade was falling in a fierce downward cut, right for Isaak's shoulder.
((Don't be afraid to shoot me, I'll take shots. Just not anything mortally wounding. You can decide if and when I injure you, and I'll do the same.))
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 9:01 pm
█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [ BELIEVE ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ † K E E P T H E F A I T H †
"Peace be with you, Alice Sommer!" Lucki spoke cheerily, before darting out of the exit. The sky had now faded to a darker color, a tinge of purple on the horizon indicated that the city would soon be graced by nightfall. Streetlights were scattered sparsely through this area, their light trying to put off the advancement of night. The meeting would start soon, she had to hurry and find him. Which way did he go, she asked herself. Closing her eyes, she felt around for the emotions of the people around her. Her body twitched as she sensed an angry feeling, and one of exhilaration from nearby.
That had to be it. Breaking into a run, she rushed to the end of the street where she thought the sources were. Sure enough, she encountered the sight of her elder brother bringing a blade against a teenage looking boy wielding a gun.
Lucki wanted to speak, but knew she should not distract him from his duty. Also, the savage glint in his eyes stopped her from moving towards him and breaking up the fight. However...she knew that eventually she would have to step in if he could not finish off the human quick enough. Both of them would be punished severely, if they were late. She did not want to think about their wrath directed at them...and God would be displeased as well.
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:06 pm
Alice SommerAlice waved the little girl good bye, then walked up to her apartment. Boxes were stacked near her room from where the movers dropped them off earlier. She struggled with the key as she opened the door. The whole room was dusty, the dark wooden floor was layered with dust and in the corner of the ceilings there were cobwebs hanging delicately. Alice went back outside to get out some cleaning supplies and started to work. This will take a while.. But when she started wiping the dust off the floor, it was only the dust making the room unsightly. Okay maybe a bit easier..
Alice cleaned up the dust from the biggest room where everyone would enter first. She finished after a couple hours, after all it wasn't that big. She moved all her boxes into the room and the table and chairs that she brought with her. Alice was completely exhausted after moving everything. "Moving in.. is hard work." She breathed. Alice reached into a small box, it had a switch knife that belonged to a dear old friend of hers. It was expensive looking and if you flipped the knife open the blade would be deathly sharp. She walked slowly into the bed room and flopped herself on the clean mattress. "Good night she said." And started to sleep with the knife clutched in her hands. ╒═════════════════════════╕
Where am I?... in my bedroom sleeping.
Who am I talking to? ...No one in particular
Mood: Sleepy
Music Playing: Digital Love - Daft Punk
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:43 am
Obito shuffled his feet quietly walking down the empty side walk. The sky was cloudy and the wind had a slight breeze to it, yet it was still to bright to be comfortable for his sensitive eyes. Ivory was strapped in it's holster on his side like always, never to far away from his reach just incase he had to react quickly in an unforseen situation. He left his sword back in his hotel room hidden under the matress. Obito wondered to himself whether or not it was a smart descion to leave with out it. Today was meant to be a peaceful one, he'd seen no hostiles in the past few days, and there was a rumour in the air that there would be a celestial meeting today, but Obito didn't actually plan out how, or what he would even say to the full bloods. To them all they see was just another human, one that needed to be erased.
The wind blew back his hair revealing a scar on the left cheek his face, memories of that night never fully leave his thoughts. That was the night his human father tried to hold him down, while his older male "date" tried to rape him. Obito fought against the two men, his father pulled out his pocket knife and sliced his cheek as punishment. While recieving many more bruises and cuts Obito fought off the two mean, and killed them both with a steak knife. That was the first night he ever began to purge the world of the sinners. But that was a long time ago, and many more adventures happened after. "The past may only cloud the future with regrets" Obito mumbled while kicking an empty aluminum can.
Obito took a left down an alley, everything looked so unfamiliar in the day time. Not to mention Obito wasn't gifted with being able to read maps, or even following directions on how to get somewhere. Obito often got lost many times in one day before he would eventually get to where he was originally going. Obito realizing that he was lost once again with no clue as to where he was actually at punched the brick wall of the alley, causing the dust off of it to slowly float to the ground. "Oh mother, why have you forsaken me to this damned life of mine."
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 5:40 pm
Memories are like shards of glass... Isaak Niigata Not ready for the angels initial attack, Isaak was thrown off. His aim was far off by this point. He quickly opened his closed eye, by the time he did that, the angel was already mid-strike. He was going straight for his arm with a blade. He could not just take a slash from this angel. He had to do something, and fast. He blindly fired his shotgun hoping to plow the angel back to avoid the slash. The shot echoed off the buildings surrounding them. The shot actually launched him backwards from the kick of the gun. He was now down on his butt, sitting down. It hit quite a lot, but it was much better then taking a slash to his arm. Did I hit him? There was no time to waste. He quickly grabbed another shell from his bag at his side. He opened the gun and slide the shell right in. be careful with the ones you still have.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:53 pm
...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses..._____________________________________________ Lucien stumbled back as a sharp pain exploded in his right shoulder. He stopped as the warm, sticky texture of blood started to well. He looked down at the torn fabric, then back to Isaak. Surprise echoed through his eyes.
"That, was a mistake." He said coolly, brows furrowed. He had been sloppy. The fact that this human had actually drawn blood proved how out of practice he was. With a sneer, Lucien rolled his shoulder, pushing the sharp stinging to the back of his mind.
Kicking out, Lucien's foot connected with the boy's weapon. Hard enough to knock the barrel away from him, but the boy's grip didn't loosen. Not taking this chance for granted, he swung the deathly sharp blade once again. The boy was fast though, there was a chance Lucien's blade would barely connect.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 8:37 pm
Samuel Morgan  As I live... There is no evil that will stand... Samuel Morgan was walking through the city, on his typical patrol when he heard the argument, followed by a gunshot. Someone disturbing the peace... In my city?!] he thinks, his eyes narrowing into slits underneath his helmet. He rushes towards the cause of the disturbance. "Stop right there, scum!" His voice rings out, echoing off the streets, punctuated by the whirring of his gun. He slips his shield off of his back, holding it forward in a defensive pose. "No evil shall stand in my city!" He continues to exclaim at the pair, rushing towards them with the shield still in front of him.
And I will finish... What was started...
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:08 pm
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Even though the time in reality had just been a few seconds, Lucki felt as though it had slowed so that everything had taken about an hour. She watched silently as the human fired the gun, hitting her elder brother in his right shoulder. Stop, she wanted to cry out. She hated to she her siblings get hurt, even though she knew that it was inevitable when they had to spill blood. Then, from out of nowhere, a fully suited up human came rushing in. He had a shield, but at the rate he was going he would collide into the two.
Agony, pain, sadness. Lucki concentrated on the masked man, sending giant waves of emotion to overwhelm him in order to cause him to drop to the floor. She wouldn't normally inflict so much hurt on someone else, but this was the only way she could think of. She was too far away from him, and interfering directly in the fight would not bold well. "Go away!" Lucki yelled, her child voice piercing the night air. "Go away!" Her tone bordered on that of hysteria, and to most she would sound like a panicked child who got caught in the crossfire. However, it was her (not so) subtle way of warning away her brother. The streetlights were completely on now, and the sky was a dark inky color. The meeting would start soon, and if they left now they could make it.
Lucki turned around and ran down the street, away from the bad humans, away from the fight. After all, she had seen enough of the dark hearted human's face to recognize him. If her brother could not finish him tonight, the hunt would go on.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:30 pm
...ƨơɱєơɲє ƭơʅɗ ɱє ƭɦʌƭ ʅơvє ɯơυʅɗ ƨʌvє υƨ...
Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses...________________________________________________________ His sword stopped right above Isaak's neck, glinting menacingly in the streetlight. His head snapped up at the sound of the new voice. Who was this mortal, tossing words like scum, and evil at him. He was lucien, slayer of sin!
"You know not of what you speak!" He roared, rounding on the newcomer, his eyes blazed with a fury that would put a wildfire to shame. His wrath consumed him as he forgot about the boy on the ground. His sword twirled in a dizzying array of figure eights as he advanced.
"Go away!" Lucki's hysteric voice rang through the night air like a gunshot. The anger soon faded from his face, and he bent down to grab his jacket, eying both Isaak and the newcomer.
"You," He looked at Isaak, eyes narrowed as he watched for any movement. "Are a very lucky human. And you," He looked over to the man in red. "Have interfered with my business. Consider yourselves marked." His wings pushed against the ground with a sudden force, blowing gravel and dust into the air. The angel was soon gone, soaring above the rooftops. The only evidence of his being was the bright, crimson splash of blood against the concrete.
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He had soon found Lucki, landing with a soft thud beside her. Making sure she knew he was there, he bent down pulling her into a tight hug.
"I am sorry, little sister. My intentions were not to frighten you." He looked down into her face, feeling guilty of what he might find in her expression.
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... and lead not in to temptation but destroy all evil. ... ƅυƭ ɦơɯ ƈʌɲ ƭɦʌƭ ƅє, ʅơơƙ ɯɦʌƭ ʅơvє ʛʌvє υƨ.
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