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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:30 am
Moé paused. "Mocha knows all four of the Horsemen: Death is her father, Azrael; War is her grandfather, Sutekh; Famine is her sister, Chryseis; Plague is her grandaunt Bifrost. You scare her since you are an omen that one of those four will turn malevolent and attack soon-- which is correct, as Bifrost has been resurrected." She thought about something, and then shivered. "If you were born with those people related to you, you would obviously become morbid and a a little sick in the head. She's a nice girl, it's just that she is horrifyingly cunning for her 'age', and has a fleet that rivals, or even surpasses, Robin's."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:40 am
"But, Bifrost has been returned to her state of nothingness, correct?" Caleb inquired.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:47 am
Moé's brow furrowed. "I asked Ann while you went to get the last 3 pins, and she's currently inhabiting a Earth girl's body until somebody convinces Jin to rebuild the machine that gives her her godly powers back. But Jin's been in a really, really bad mood, Ann says, and feels like killing anyone who gets near him. There's been five victims so far."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:56 am
"I was 'forced' to listen to...Jin complain, something he told myself caught my attention. It was about another person wanting you, he did not give a name though. But was using Bifrost to, acquire yourself." Caleb said, trying not to leave out any detail.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:00 pm
Moé shivered. "Eeeeeew. Honestly, even if I wasn't helplessly obsessed and such with you, hiring a world-destroying woman doesn't help at all. Honestly, the relationships in the world back home are so messed up. My grandmother Mahi and grandfather Iori had to be the only sane, respectable couple back then. It may have dealt with Mahi being slightly tame and Iori being a human, but..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:06 pm
"You cut off, what else?" Caleb questioned. "If you are unable to tell me everything you know that relates to this, you might as well not tell me at all."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:09 pm
Moé shook her head. "I can't think of anything else that distinguishes them, actually. there's something there, though I don't know what it is. Nobody hates us, besides Jin and Patchouli. Our alliances are very strong, though the one with Meredith is flimsy. But Lord Lovelace and Prince Cirruleic, they're our allies."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:15 pm
"Meredith? I do not know this, soul." Caleb's color had now died down back to his ghost white tone.
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:21 pm
Moé took out another picture, this time of Meredith, except vicious-looking, with a golfclub and umbrella, poised to attack. "In the Time government-- a corrupt organization dedicated to ubiquotously watching people-- Meredith was the first born into it all. She has an eye stigmatism, isn't deemed very attractive, and is morose, so she was shoved away by her own mother. Her mother allied with Jin, and offered Meredith as Jin's slave and test subject. She is infused with my blood, as well as Montblanc's, but isn't very strong at all. It's unknown what her ability is." She sighed. "Chryseis was friends wiht her, but Chryseis ultimately forgot about her in favor of Salem. She is very vulnerable, and prone to being held hostage or kidnapped, so we can never know whether she's doing good, or is doing what her current kidnapper wishes of her."
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 12:40 pm
"Then she can not be trusted." Caleb replied. "Since we do not know of her current alignments, and her past is something that is quite shady." Caleb turned. "But we ourselves must not become too entangled in this." The smell of lavender and saffron fluttered and hung in the air as he walked off, the clicks of his heels could be heard going down another flight of stairs, into the study.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 12:28 pm
Moé bowed her head slightly in respect, and she went to her room to prepare more bullets. As a gift, there was a foreign-looking plate of confectionery. A notecard said, 'To the sister I want to get to know better. -Loki P.S.: I'm visiting in an hour.' Moé picked up the card, and strode over to Caleb. "Sir, although you may not know much of Norse myth, my brother Loki is warning me of a visit."
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 1:43 pm
Caleb fell into a familiar leather chair, his right hand revealing itself as it lifted a ponderous tome. Opening the dirty brown decrepit book and began playing when his student came down. "....I know some of Norse myth.." Caleb replied.
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 12:49 pm
Moé wailed. "I d-don't really even know him, but--!" Another voice chimed in. "Oooooh! It's sad, really." A male duplicate of Moé, save for brighter, redder hair and one red and one green eye, was behind her. Moé screeched, hiding behind Caleb. The man bowed. "I'm Loki." Moé growled. "You s-said you'd be by in an hour!!" "I'm the king of lies." Loki paused. "It's getting late. I need to crash with you a bit, my only blood relative--!" "--That's a lie! You have thousands of children, like the midgard serpent. Actually, your son Lovelace owns Hell!" "I was trapped there for eons! I don't wanna crash there!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 2:29 pm
Caleb stood, and held out the right sleeve of the robe, which his ghastly white hand appeared out of the black mass. "I am Caleb Crowhart." He replied.
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 12:31 pm
Loki shook his hand. "I'm Loki.... er, just Loki, I have no parents besides the Lady. I'm a troublemaker. I don't know much of my sister, but I've heard stories, like how she was posessed."
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