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Captain Reinerite

Reinerite chooses to join the group Searching for Youma Upstairs


Reinerite had nodded as Gunningite
mentioned that she was going to remain outside, having heard Uvarovite's request that the group try to split evenly.

She kept her hand firm on her staff as she entered, grey eyes narrowing as she caught sight of something moving, shadow-like figures racing towards the staircase and then upwards.

Youma?

It seemed like a clue - or at least the potential to be one - although how useful it would be was yet to be seen.

She thought she saw Gunningite joining the group that would check for a back door and nodded to her before following after a Lieutenant (Geocronite) that was heading towards the stairs - hopefully both of their endeavours would bear fruit.

General Tourmaline chooses to stay downstairs and Find the Backdoor.

The time spent outside was fruitless save for knowing that the perimeter was secure for now. As the group filtered back inside to rejoin Uvarovite and the others she summoned her own youma, giving Macsen strict instructions to continue standing guard over the outside. It was to warn her if anything approached by any means necessary. "Be vigilant," she murmured before slipping inside.

Late to the party as always, Tourmaline entered just in time to see a few others chasing a shadow up the stairs. It was to Uvarovite's presence that she was drawn to again, staying behind in the room that he had lingered in. Those remaining had been instructed to look for a back way in or out...

It was a hell of a time to think of the Haunted Mansion -- an eerie voice filtering through her mind with thoughts on escaping a room with no windows or doors. "There is a door. We came in through a door," she muttered beneath her breath, dragging the metal claws of her gauntlets along the nearby wall in the chance they might catch on a latch or something.

Aloud, to the rest who had lingered behind, she spoke clearly. "Look for switches, traps, places where the dust might have been disturbed... Anywhere that the air feels different. Anyone elves in the party who might be able to sense hidden doors?"

Mab chooses to stay downstairs and Find the Backdoor.

Mab accepted the kitten's explanation with aplomb - who was he to say otherwise in her story? - and smiled a bit, the first non-distressed expression the senshi had managed to put upon that pretty, made-up face since stepping through the Hall of Shadows.

"Absolutely, sweet pea." The drawl was back, sweet as sorghum. "Reven, I think we ought to try finding another way, don't you?" Doors were important, for getting in or out - and her general was calling for them to find one: Mab's job was clear.

Mab tucked Reven up on her shoulder with the feathers and fluff, up securely between stiff collar and neck where the kitten could not fall from, stroking her cheek softly. "Let's show them what girls can do, shall we?" And she set about searching the area with as critical an eye as she'd ever put towards her craft.

Hals and Court would have been so proud.

Corrupt Sailor Arabia chooses to stay downstairs and Find the Backdoor. (8pts)

Anyone who took Arabia's verbal bet would have lost. They were met with no resistance and sound the sound of the tavern, no one had any issues in there as well. At least that was what he though as his eyes picked up the random silver coins.

Smiling to himself, he threw one towards Meri and smirked. "Don't ever say I never got you anything."With a wink, he followed the rest of those who stayed outside into meet the 'scouting party.'

Truth was Arabia didn't like the idea of being in this old building. Any sudden moves or force applied to it and he could have sworn it would have come down on them. The thought made him shiver. But just as so many head upstairs after something, he chose to remain on the ground.

It was a hard choice for him but looking at Meri, what was he supposed to do? A missed punch or some shock to his arm here and there was NO getting help for awhile. He would be worthless...more worthless than he already was.

So instead, he headed with the group towards the back entrance...at least trying to find one. Seems another General was calling out possible things to keep in mind and Arabia could only nod in her general direction.

Vladimirite chooses to stay downstairs and Find the Backdoor.

He sighed. He was hardly good in a fight outside of posturing- and so going to chase down potentially very much more powerful than your average youma seemed a fast way to invite trouble.
"With all due respect- I'll try to find a back entry." He said, saluting before beginning his search, gingerly peering around corners before taking a turn. It would be called cowardly he supposed, but, he rather liked not being outright killed for rushing in blindly to his own death. At least if he died peering around a corner, no one could call him a blind and rash fool.

Captain Annabergite chooses to join the group Searching for Youma Upstairs. (10 pts )


"No," said Annabergite without hesitation. The sad thing was that under normal circumstances - circumstances that did not include a broken heart and a life that he had spiraled down into nothing but grief and anger and frustration - he might have gotten along well with Kainite's persistent, ebullient attitude because it wasn't so far off from how Annabergite had once been.

A long time ago. It felt like years and yet he still hadn't managed to get over it. He wasn't sure that he ever could.

Fingers clenching tightly around the hilts of the daggers, he said tightly, "I'm not your boss. You don't have to explain your disappearing to me. So you took a sick day, it's whatever."

It was dangerous to go upstairs, and he knew this; he knew that choosing to run up was possibly the worst choice to make, because he was only a Captain, and who knew what was going to happen after that? But at the same time - when in the last few months had he ever cared about putting himself in serious situations? There was nothing else to do but throw himself headfirst into his work, so that was exactly what he was going to do.

Annabergite flipped both daggers around. "Going after these assholes," he said, and darted up the stairs, high heeled boots clicking.

Corrupt Guardian Obscura chooses to stay outside and Searching for Youma Upstairs. [ Points so far, +5 +3 ]

"Someone needs to watch their backs!" Obi gave a little nod form the arms of the Agent. She kept looking around, for anything moving in the distance. There really didn't seem to be anything outside, not at this particular moment though. "I have a little bit of magic that could aid you. And, when the time comes, I can help your reach a new level of power. Aside from that, I'm a cat. I can fit into small places?" And boy did she love fitting into small places. Stealing her humans socks so they'd never find them again.

As she looked around again she spotted the pile of silver coins that many others had seen as well. "Well at least we could have a neat memento of our time here." Obi never turned down a chance for a new shiny object. Plus, if 'Nubi and 'Mali didn't find anything neat, she could brag to them about it. Perfect way to get back at them for leaving her behind like that.

They eventually made their way inside the building and told they had two choice. Pursue the youma the main group had seen or look for another exit. As much as Obi would love to keep avoiding the dangers, she figured it was time they showed they were more than that. Plus, she really wanted to see more of the tavern.

"Let's go upstairs this time. If it's only one of them, with enough of us we should be totally fine!" Obi sounded confident, mostly because she didn't want Fettelite to be scared.