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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2015 8:50 pm
Location: Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, and SteeleAreya and Xavier had turned to start their search when she looked up to see the intruder running right at her. She was a bit shocked at his brazen behavior and curious to see what he would do. As he got closer she saw him blow a kiss at her and continue past her before disappearing into the black mist that was around his hand. She wasn’t surprised to see he had magical powers; after all it was rare beings without it found their way onto the estate. He had no idea though even with those powers he would not be able to leave the mansion because she had already taken care of that before she had left her office. Areya looked around for the man not knowing exactly what his power did for him. She spotted him on the ceiling of all places and headed for the entrance door to the mansion. Still thinking it was the one intruder Areya stood there with Xavier watching to see what the man would do when he realized the barrier around the mansion wouldn’t let him out the door. The power of the barrier was indeed unique because it wouldn’t let anyone use magic against it, to get around it, or even to portal through it, basically all power was negated when it came to the barrier, even Areya’s own powers wouldn’t work on it. That being as it may Areya waited for him to realize the predicament he was in and then use the power of the house to literally stop him in his tracks. She squeezed Xavier’s arm to let him know she was speaking to him and said “It seems the fox has come to us instead.” She smiled and also thought to herself that she may just like working with this man and is wildly abandoning ways.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 10:54 am
Flint, Steele, and Dietrich Stasis As Steele got closer to the exit, he felt his frequency begin to change and he quickly returned to the ground before placing his hand on the hilt of his katana. He wanted to know what kind of trick was being played on him. There wasn't much that could stop him from using his gifts, not even the things he was meant to hunt. His eyes then shifted towards the red haired woman, as if he were looking for an explanation. He couldn't even tell where his siblings were. Dietrich looked up and around from his seat before rushing out to where he had last seen Flint. "Flint!" He called out. "Where the hell is Steele?" Flint looked around for a moment and blinked. "Oh s**t..." Frantically, they both bolted towards the foyer and with a sigh of relief quickly made their way over to him. "We'll just see ourselves out." Dietrich said before running into what seemed like a wall, yet seeing nothing. "Scratch that. We'll find some seats." Steel looked over at Flint and began moving his hands in an odd fashion, then attempted to touch the door, only to have his hand repelled. "So, we're going to die in here?" Steel nodded lightly as he looked at the floor, then up at his older brother. "We should have knocked off the other place like you said, huh?" Steele nodded again. "Can we blame Deet?" Steele shook his head. Flint nodded, then turned towards the redhead with a nervous smile. "Water under the bridge?"Location: /Flint- Foyer /Steele- Foyer /Dietrich- Foyer Company: /Flint- No clue /Steele- No clue /Dietrich- No clue Thoughts: /Flint- s**t... /Steele- ... /Dietrich- Wait, what?
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 5:44 pm
Location:Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, 3 Intruders (Steele, Flint, Dietrich)
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2015 7:53 pm
Dødette Ragnarok
Intel:
Location: outside, front entrance
Presence: singular
Dødette had been planning for a vacation for years, and had, throughout the entire time, meant to take it. But her particular line of work was always unpredictable, and she tolerated that for the hefty salary it brought her. Alas, saving up was not the problem, ever. She was not rich, but nowhere near destitute. In any case, she'd finally managed to find a lull in work, and for once, this was good news. Travelling back to Earth to the spot where she'd be taking her break was only a slight catch, evading territorial patrols was never too hard - she never used the same spacecraft twice in the little corner of the galaxy where Earth and its forces called home.
She was chauffeured to the Stormbringer Estate in an SUV type of car driven by a certain delivery guy known by one of the many people Dødette had a business tie to. Getting used to vehicles with wheels was always an interesting part of being back on this planet.
"For its name, the place has some fairly clear weather tonight, she thought to herself. "Might as well use it to my advantage and get my bags in." She made arrangements with the driver before she stepped out of the car, then took her luggage out of the back of the vehicle: a large backpack, a black, metallic-looking, average-sized suitcase, and large duffel bag. She put the backpack on, then put her left arm through both straps of the duffel bag and slung it on over her left shoulder, lastly holding it in place with her left hand. Dødette tipped the driver, and he slowly took off down the road as she picked up the suitcase and headed through the gate. She surveyed the front of the mostly inconspicuous building, as well as looking to everything else in sight, studying it all as she neared the front entrance.
Her current outfit was casual, at least where she normally resided - she hadn't been too sure of what the dress code was, if there was one. Not that she was unwilling to fit into one, but neither was keen on following dress codes either. She knew the things considered casual where she lived sometimes registered as being very dressy on Earth, and she was fond of using this to sometimes be slightly lazy. This laziness was almost never recognized by native Earth inhabitants - anyone who did recognize either gave her some kind of patronization or some signal that they were amused she was doing the same thing they were doing.
Dødette wore a simple gray tunic-esque top that draped and swung lightly, with a black cropped tank top underneath. The bottoms of her dark gray capri pants, adorned on the outer side seams with single sport-styled black lines, were stuffed into black, minimally armor plated, knee-high boots. The chrome-colored panels gave small glints in whatever light that caught them. Her black hair was not styled in any way - she never wore it pulled back unless she was working, and since she worked often, it was allowed to be itself for once. As for makeup, it was minimal despite the same fact that she was not working - she kept it to a minimal normally, and put more effort into it on her off days. But she had arrived towards the end of the day, and saw no sense in putting more on just to take it off before she would sleep sooner or later.
The rhythmic thud of her boots slowed as she reached the entrance, and gave two quick rings at the doorbell. Dødette knew someone had to come promptly, as every single window was brightened from the inside. She momentarily did a small smirk and thought, "High electric bill."
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2015 11:02 pm
 + Location: Foyer
+ Company: Areya, Xavier, Morrigan, Steele, Flint & Dietrich.
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Speaking so frequently of foxes summons them…or at least, it did so in this case. But this particular being; who was now padding along the hem of a wall upon soundless paws, had more of a motive in mind than thievery. No, she was here because she sensed potential danger. Though, Samarah was pleased to note that the mistress of the mansion was currently in no need of protection. While Areya was entertaining her three new ‘guests’, and everyone’s attention was averted towards them; she would cross the foyer in an area which should’ve been in plain sight. One would expect others to react towards the appearance of a large nine-tailed fox, whose head was easily shoulder high when she paused nearby Xavier. Yet this ethereal soul was not so simple to notice, especially in the direct sense. She may choose to be glimpsed out the corner of one’s eye; but the second one attempts to catch sight again, that shimmering figure is nowhere to be found. Equal to that, nor could she be heard. But that doesn’t mean she is incapable of influencing the world around her, most especially when it comes to protecting her charge. Sammy chose to wander no further and sat down, one of nine magnificently-kempt tails curling nonchalantly around her paws. She eyed the three interlopers mistrustfully. Who are they to so brazenly intrude, for all the good it did them? Samarah flicked an ear and turned to observe the others from over her shoulder, craning her neck a bit. She recognized them of course, and did not see them as sources of threat…indeed, they seemed more likely to help rather than hinder. Or, perhaps they’d rather not interfere with this situation whatsoever. She didn’t pretend to know what lingered within their thoughts. Readjusting her transparent gaze back towards the triad of cornered men, the kitsune sighed intangibly, and abandoned her dignified posture. She slumped unceremoniously to the floor and curled up; nose buried in the ends of her many tails. Whether or not the others here could detect a vague disturbance in the atmosphere was not a subject for concern. Samarah was purely here to make certain that no one under this roof shall come to harm.
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[ OOC /// IMPORTANT: For strictly plot related reasons, do not, under any circumstances (unless stated otherwise by myself or Areya), claim that your character is able to perceive Samarah directly. She is currently only able to be glimpsed as a ghostly figure out the corner of one's eye. Claiming that your character can sense a fleeting, indistinct presence is one thing, but kindly make no extraordinary claims about a being able to solidly perceive a being which doesn't fully exist on this plane yet.
This is something which will eventually change, but please understand why I'm saying this. I am in no way attempting to godmod.]
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 1:51 am
Xavier ஐ Iris Location: Around the Estate with others.
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 6:52 pm
Location:Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, 3 Intruders, A warm presence
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 7:41 pm
Flint, Steele, and Dietrich Stasis Dietrich listened to everything the red haired woman had stated and he tilted his head, then leaned towards Flint. "Why does this sound like a watered down version of Steely's blood bond?" Flint tried not to chuckle and nodded a bit. "It does, but without the implication that still beating hearts may or may not be consumed. Plus, Gelekkri Blood Bonds are till two deaths do you part. That and he offers more benefits." Dietrich nodded lightly. "Medical, Dental, a living weapon that chews on the hearts of demons, access to certain properties... Did I mention tracking better than FedEX can give?" Flint almost lost his composure as Dietrich spoke, but it didn't happen until he mentioned tracking. "God Damn it Deet, I'm trying to take her serious here." Dietrich looked over the papers and arched a brow. "First off, We're Children of Gelekress, we know bonds better than the devil himself and we aren't afraid of him, so you've not had an intimidation factor from the get-go." Flint nodded and held his hand out to Steele as the middle child handed him a book. " Because we were born under the same astral sign and from the same origin altogether, we can and do share the same bond made collectively from our needs. This bond basically states the same thing yours does, but forgoes any right you think you have to make us do something outside of our moral values or personal codes. It also states that the forfeit of lives can go either way, but should it be yours, your life will be divided as such: Dietrich gains possession or your flesh, Flint, the energies and spiritual bonds that hold the soul to the body, and Steele, Steele gets to decide where your soul goes, and as to whether or not he eats your still beating heart."Location: /Flint- Foyer /Steele- Foyer /Dietrich- Foyer Company: /Flint- Some nuts /Steele- No clue /Dietrich- Some ********: /Flint- Heh heh.../Steele- ... /Dietrich- This chick.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 8:56 pm
+ Location: Foyer
+ Company: Areya, Morrigan, Flint, Steele & Deitrich.
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The kitsune opened one eye when Xavier took his leave; speaking of trinkets, and mentioning that he would appreciate some company later. There was a minute where she thought of going to see what this man was up to, but she paused. Upon hearing what the brothers had to say, Samarah raised her head and stared at them. If only one could see this [removed](also, if kitsunes could manipulate their facial muscles in the manner humans do), it would be more of a, '...Seriously? THAT'S what you're going with?'- look. Though at the crux of it, she sincerely disliked what was being said. This sounded far too much like certain situations she'd been in herself. That being said, there's always a loophole. Especially when either party becomes overconfident and believes they've won the game before it reaches it's adolescent phase. For the unknowable amount of time she had existed, humans and other beings always found a way to keep her entertained; whether they knew this or not was immaterial. She had come across so very many of them who make large, unwieldy claims; often without coming to fully grasp the situation. There had been many who she chose to reveal herself to, usually when searching for her next ward. Most of those people she appeared to tried to arrest her soul, that they may reap her power for their own benefit. Often, those situations landed with Samarah rolling on the ground in fits of hysterics. Typically because the uninformed mortals would discover--entirely too late, might one add--that there wasn't a damn thing they could do to achieve the desired outcome. Averting her gaze back towards Areya, Sam wondered if she would actually have to involve herself. For now at least, there was no need. The young woman can defend herself, and she seemed confident in her control over the situation as of current.
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2015 9:29 pm
Dødette Ragnarok
Intel:
Location: outside, front entrance
Presence: singular
Dødette began to grow impatient whilst standing outside. Unknowing of the exact details of why the storms happened around the Estate, she also became slightly concerned she and her luggage would soon be drenched. Normally, she would have used her skills to slink about and find out what the situation was. But she made a conscious effort to put those sorts of thoughts out of her mind and instead reflected for a moment about how her instincts could almost be said to portray that her job worked her, instead of the other way around. She looked down to her armored combat boots, then up to the sky, and lastly back to the doors in front of her. "Are they picky about people arriving early or something..? I suppose it would be better to be early than late, though. Anything for an extra day off."
She whistled absent-mindedly until she heard the voices inside. She raised an eyebrow momentarily, then began to listen to the muffled interaction, still audible to her heightened sense of hearing. It sounded like she'd arrived right after the action took place, or perhaps even at the peak of it. She released her left hand from the side of the duffel bag slung over her left shoulder, and switched the metal suitcase from her right hand to her left, lastly planting her right hand on her hip, keeping an attentive ear on the proceedings inside. Dødette contemplated ringing the doorbell again. She knew she would not be doing it again - she had a clean reputation here and this was her vacation, so she was not intent on tarnishing or ruining either by possibly acting a manner deemed faux pas.
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:39 pm
Location:Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, A warm presence, 3 Intruders (Steele, Flint, Dietrich)
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 10:13 pm
Flint, Steele, and Dietrich Stasis Steele picked up the papers and read them over a few times, then looked over at the book they presented to her. Did she think she was done? No, she still had three more 'forms' to sign in order to seal their contract for her 'benefits' so to speak. He held up a finger and then removed his tanto from its sheathe, cutting into Dietrich's hand, then poking three small holes in Flint's wrist. Afterward, Dietrich spoke up. "Mm, before you think you're out of the woods, there's the actual binding. Part of the whole, having weapons on legs things. We know where you are at all times, and you know where we are at all times. You call for us, we can hear you from anywhere and what have you. Ya know, for protection and collections purposes." Flint nodded. "Also, should you pass from this world and reincarnate, we can find you once afterward and you not have to do this all over again if that's what you will. Anytime after that, you've lost us."Dietrich held out his hand and Flint did the same. As for Steele, he simply kept his eyes on her. With Flint's minding, he simply strengthened the bonds of his keeper's soul with his own, Dietrich cleansed the body of impurities with his blood, but Steele was far different. The bond the middle child made was said to be tight enough to where he could give his own life away to prevent his keeper from dying, but the burdens that came with his bond often drove people mad. Location: /Flint- Foyer /Steele- Foyer /Dietrich- Foyer Company: /Flint- Some nuts /Steele- No clue /Dietrich- Some ********: /Flint- Heh heh.../Steele- ... /Dietrich- This chick.
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 12:32 am
Location:Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, A warm presence, 3 Intruders (Steele, Flint, Dietrich)
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 1:09 am
Flint, Steele, and Dietrich Stasis Flint shrugged a bit and looked over at Dietrich. "A simple shake of the hand is all we need." Dietrich nodded. "Nothing else to that on your end. Eh, actually, you might feel a slight pinch." Flint looked over at Steele and arched a brow. "Steely, are you having second thoughts?" He asked. Steele arched a brow and lit a cigarette before extending his hand. He had no reason to go back on it, especially if it meant keeping an eye on the person who's roof they'd be living under for a matter of years. Flint nodded a bit and looked back at the book, then at the woman. "Well, then madam. I think we've all come to the decision that we'll be staying here, not that dying doesn't sound intriguing, but we've still got matters to attend to after our little sentence here." Dietrich nodded. "Yeah, like explaining to pops why we were gone for God know's how long?" Flint nodded. "Yeah, best not to worry him or uncle Micah."Location: /Flint- Foyer /Steele- Foyer /Dietrich- Foyer Company: /Flint- Some nuts /Steele- A Pretty Lady /Dietrich- Some ********: /Flint- A deal.../Steele- ... /Dietrich- Is a deal.
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Areya Stormbringer Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 2:27 am
Location:Foyer
Company:Xavier, Morrigan, A warm presence, 3 Intruders (Steele, Flint, Dietrich)
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