Samuel Riviera DAY: 71 - 3/4 | DATE: December 2nd, 2013 [Monday] | LOCATION: Abbey/Church in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil Sam rose from his bed sluggishly, tired from not being able to properly sleep. There were too many things going on in his mind for him to sleep properly. With a stretch and a yawn, he made his way out of the room and back to the room Hana and the baby were in. When he stepped, he noticed that she wasn't there. It was just him and the boy inside. He looked down at the dark-skinned, red-haired kid on the bed. The dark-haired haired man sighed as he pulled up a chair to sit next to him. "Hey, there." He started awkwardly, not sure of what else to do or say. As hard as the things he had to deal with before, he felt that this was to most difficult thing he had to deal with yet. "Umm..." What was the point in talking to a baby? He couldn't understand a lick of what was coming out of his mouth. Maybe it was just his way of coping with the whole situation. "I'm your dad," He finally started. "I don't really know what else to say other than I'm sorry for that. I can't exactly claim I'm the best guy to be someone else's father. See, I didn't have a good relationship with my old man, which might ruin our own. Well, if we get to that point..." His voiced trailed off. At one point in time, he would've gladly welcomed death as it slowly dragged him off. But now, with Hana and Reuben in the picture, things have changed drastically. "Well, I guess I can be grateful that you were born. You and your mom give me a reason to live now." It felt so awkward calling Hana a 'mom', but that's what she was now. "I'm just afraid I'll turn out like my dad, and that's something I don't want. I want to give you all of the love and the care that you need. I want to watch you grow up with my own two eyes. I want to guide you and help you live your live. I want to, I'm just not sure if I can. Being the Angel of Destruction doesn't exactly help that either." He held his hand over the boy, unsure of what to do. After just holding it over him, he pulled it back and looked at his own calloused hand. "I can destroy buildings in a single punch, and I can't even manage to even touch my own son." Sam muttered dejectedly. "How pathetic..." He clenched his hand into a tight fist, frustrated at himself. "And here I am, sitting and talking to a baby who doesn't understand a single word of all of this. Well," the tired man rose up out of the chair. "If we meet again, we can talk about it then. If." After taking one last look at his kid, he left the room and headed to where the others would most likely be gathered up. "How pathetic," the familiar voice snarked. "Your uncertainty is appalling on every level." "Oh yeah ? And what exactly do you know about any of this ?" "You think you're going to have to go through all of this alone, as if you're the only one who's unsure of all of this. But don't you think that's a bit selfish ? After all, there is someone else who I am sure is just as uncertain as you are." Sam didn't answer that at all, he just silently kept on walking. "All I'm saying is that you shouldn't be brooding over this."
Sam rose from his bed sluggishly, tired from not being able to properly sleep. There were too many things going on in his mind for him to sleep properly. With a stretch and a yawn, he made his way out of the room and back to the room Hana and the baby were in. When he stepped, he noticed that she wasn't there. It was just him and the boy inside. He looked down at the dark-skinned, red-haired kid on the bed. The dark-haired haired man sighed as he pulled up a chair to sit next to him. "Hey, there." He started awkwardly, not sure of what else to do or say. As hard as the things he had to deal with before, he felt that this was to most difficult thing he had to deal with yet. "Umm..." What was the point in talking to a baby? He couldn't understand a lick of what was coming out of his mouth. Maybe it was just his way of coping with the whole situation. "I'm your dad," He finally started. "I don't really know what else to say other than I'm sorry for that. I can't exactly claim I'm the best guy to be someone else's father. See, I didn't have a good relationship with my old man, which might ruin our own. Well, if we get to that point..." His voiced trailed off. At one point in time, he would've gladly welcomed death as it slowly dragged him off. But now, with Hana and Reuben in the picture, things have changed drastically. "Well, I guess I can be grateful that you were born. You and your mom give me a reason to live now." It felt so awkward calling Hana a 'mom', but that's what she was now. "I'm just afraid I'll turn out like my dad, and that's something I don't want. I want to give you all of the love and the care that you need. I want to watch you grow up with my own two eyes. I want to guide you and help you live your live. I want to, I'm just not sure if I can. Being the Angel of Destruction doesn't exactly help that either." He held his hand over the boy, unsure of what to do. After just holding it over him, he pulled it back and looked at his own calloused hand. "I can destroy buildings in a single punch, and I can't even manage to even touch my own son." Sam muttered dejectedly. "How pathetic..." He clenched his hand into a tight fist, frustrated at himself. "And here I am, sitting and talking to a baby who doesn't understand a single word of all of this. Well," the tired man rose up out of the chair. "If we meet again, we can talk about it then. If." After taking one last look at his kid, he left the room and headed to where the others would most likely be gathered up. "How pathetic," the familiar voice snarked. "Your uncertainty is appalling on every level." "Oh yeah ? And what exactly do you know about any of this ?" "You think you're going to have to go through all of this alone, as if you're the only one who's unsure of all of this. But don't you think that's a bit selfish ? After all, there is someone else who I am sure is just as uncertain as you are." Sam didn't answer that at all, he just silently kept on walking. "All I'm saying is that you shouldn't be brooding over this."
Now he really wished the he had kept his big mouth shut. Someone did show up, a beauteous lady at that, only for her to end up not only refusing to guide them through, but warning them to leave for their own good. Just great. Just fucking great. Now they had to aimlessly wander inside of the maze that could make them go insane in order to have a sliver of a chance to get to Twercania. Later on, a message appeared that told them that if they could find the graceful Akantha at her home, she would show them the way. Promising, except for the fact that they are going in blind, going mad before finding her was a distinct possibility, and none of the others, to his knowledge, had powers that could counteract that. Things were looking pretty bleak, but if they wanted to decipher that damn book, they had to go through with it. He clawed at the back of his head nervously as they all started to go. There had to be some way of going about this. He had thought of something, though he wasn't exactly sure if it would help or not. "Maybe we could try following a wall. Might take several hours, but it's better than going in blindly wandering." Maybe this was her plan all along. Instead of guiding the group directly to the city, she'd make them take a roundabout path that would force them to stroll through this garden of hers. "Take a stroll, smell the flowers, all of that good stuff. I mean, if she wants people to just take a leisure walk through here, let's do exactly that." He popped his neck from side to side. "Well, that's just my suggestion anyways. Don't need to listen to me if you don't want." A drink would work wonders for him right about now.
Now he really wished the he had kept his big mouth shut. Someone did show up, a beauteous lady at that, only for her to end up not only refusing to guide them through, but warning them to leave for their own good. Just great. Just fucking great. Now they had to aimlessly wander inside of the maze that could make them go insane in order to have a sliver of a chance to get to Twercania. Later on, a message appeared that told them that if they could find the graceful Akantha at her home, she would show them the way. Promising, except for the fact that they are going in blind, going mad before finding her was a distinct possibility, and none of the others, to his knowledge, had powers that could counteract that. Things were looking pretty bleak, but if they wanted to decipher that damn book, they had to go through with it. He clawed at the back of his head nervously as they all started to go. There had to be some way of going about this. He had thought of something, though he wasn't exactly sure if it would help or not. "Maybe we could try following a wall. Might take several hours, but it's better than going in blindly wandering." Maybe this was her plan all along. Instead of guiding the group directly to the city, she'd make them take a roundabout path that would force them to stroll through this garden of hers. "Take a stroll, smell the flowers, all of that good stuff. I mean, if she wants people to just take a leisure walk through here, let's do exactly that." He popped his neck from side to side. "Well, that's just my suggestion anyways. Don't need to listen to me if you don't want." A drink would work wonders for him right about now.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 70 - 4/4 | DATE: December 1st, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Church/Abbey in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil He was surprised to see that the person she wanted him to meet was a baby. However, he was even more shocked to hear the name of the baby. Riviera. The name echoed in his mind as he looked at them with a calm expression. His eyes widened as he looked at the baby in her arms. "C... Come again?" She pressed her lips together and pulled the blanket down passed his head. A stray tear fell down her face as she looked up at the large man in front of her. ❝ He's your son -- our son. ❞ "O-Our..." The shocked man felt around behind him for something, anything, to sit in. He fell into a nearby seat and continued to shift his stare between the girl and the baby in her arms. "Son?" She nodded her head slowly. There was a timid look on her face, unsure of how to proceed. ❝ ... Yeah, ❞ she breathed. ❝ Sam? ❞ "Ju..." He started through heavy breaths. "Just give me a... a minute..." It was slowly hitting him that he was now a father. Him. An excessively violent man who had fallen in love with a mysterious redhead he was originally supposed to kill was now a dad. The very concept of that was unbelievable. Yet right in front of him was the concrete proof of that. Hana held Reuben closer to her body and lowered off of the bed. This was a big deal. She had time to prepare, but Sam didn't. He had no clue. ❝ I'm sorry. I knew this was -- I should have kept it a secret. ❞ "I just... I mean..." A quick sigh escaped him. "Well, he's here now, isn't he? There's no point in worrying about it now. It's just..." He looked down as he remembered the training with the mirror Leon made him go through. "It's just that... I'm scared..." She moved closer to him, leaning into his side. ❝ So am I. I'm terrified. This was never supposed to happen and it did and I'm scared too. ❞ He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and held her close. There was nothing he could say now that could change anything. They stayed there in silence, Sam keeping her in his arm. This was the consequence of their actions that night, and now they had to live with it. At least, hopefully, they would live through it. There really was no telling if they would survive, and the thought of that terrified him even more. After meeting his son and reuniting with Hana, he left the room and went to the dining room. He ate his dinner in silence as he thought about what was going on and what would happen now. There was so much to think about now, so much to get better at, and so much to learn. He really had no idea where to begin with anything, now. The idea of him having a son still seemed so distant, so unreal. When he finished his meal, he went to his bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling. With everything clawing at the back of his mind, he couldn't fall asleep. He tried and tried, but he just couldn't do it. His mind refused to let him until he did something about it. But what could he do? There wasn't anything much he could do now. Then, he remembered where he was and got up out of bed. He went into the main sanctuary of the church and went up to the altar. There, he knelt down, closed his eyes, and did something he had never done before in his life: he prayed. He prayed to the God he once thought didn't exist. God, if you can hear me, I know that I've done many horrible things in the past, committed hundreds, maybe even thousands, of sins. I didn't even think you existed until all of the Hell I've gone through. But now, now I know, and I'm coming to you to ask for your help. If you don't want to, I can understand, but this isn't just about me anymore. This is about the person that I love and the son that you gave to us. So please, for their sake's, I'm asking you to help us. Help us get through this fight that is coming. Help us win, and please, if we survive, help us to take care of our son. Help me guide and teach him like a father should, because I'm not sure I'm even capable of that. That's all I'm asking for. If you could help us, I would be forever grateful to you, like I should've been from the beginning. After finishing his prayer, he stood up and returned to his bed. Whether or not it worked, he had no idea, but for now at least, he felt more at ease. He closed his eyes, still uncertain about the future, and went to sleep. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 70 - 4/4 | DATE: December 1st, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Church/Abbey in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil After enjoying the meal prepared for them by the nuns, she went to one of the beds that was set for their group. She lay in it, brimming with joy that they had finally been reunited with Hana. Worrying about her safety had been taking its toll on her. But now that she saw her in person, with her own two eyes, she could breathe a much needed sigh of relief. Still, this wasn't the time to let their guards down. Now, they needed to make sure that they all survived and make it through together. With all of this buzzing about in her already occupied mind, she fell asleep.
He was surprised to see that the person she wanted him to meet was a baby. However, he was even more shocked to hear the name of the baby. Riviera. The name echoed in his mind as he looked at them with a calm expression. His eyes widened as he looked at the baby in her arms. "C... Come again?" She pressed her lips together and pulled the blanket down passed his head. A stray tear fell down her face as she looked up at the large man in front of her. ❝ He's your son -- our son. ❞ "O-Our..." The shocked man felt around behind him for something, anything, to sit in. He fell into a nearby seat and continued to shift his stare between the girl and the baby in her arms. "Son?" She nodded her head slowly. There was a timid look on her face, unsure of how to proceed. ❝ ... Yeah, ❞ she breathed. ❝ Sam? ❞ "Ju..." He started through heavy breaths. "Just give me a... a minute..." It was slowly hitting him that he was now a father. Him. An excessively violent man who had fallen in love with a mysterious redhead he was originally supposed to kill was now a dad. The very concept of that was unbelievable. Yet right in front of him was the concrete proof of that. Hana held Reuben closer to her body and lowered off of the bed. This was a big deal. She had time to prepare, but Sam didn't. He had no clue. ❝ I'm sorry. I knew this was -- I should have kept it a secret. ❞ "I just... I mean..." A quick sigh escaped him. "Well, he's here now, isn't he? There's no point in worrying about it now. It's just..." He looked down as he remembered the training with the mirror Leon made him go through. "It's just that... I'm scared..." She moved closer to him, leaning into his side. ❝ So am I. I'm terrified. This was never supposed to happen and it did and I'm scared too. ❞ He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and held her close. There was nothing he could say now that could change anything. They stayed there in silence, Sam keeping her in his arm. This was the consequence of their actions that night, and now they had to live with it. At least, hopefully, they would live through it. There really was no telling if they would survive, and the thought of that terrified him even more. After meeting his son and reuniting with Hana, he left the room and went to the dining room. He ate his dinner in silence as he thought about what was going on and what would happen now. There was so much to think about now, so much to get better at, and so much to learn. He really had no idea where to begin with anything, now. The idea of him having a son still seemed so distant, so unreal. When he finished his meal, he went to his bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling. With everything clawing at the back of his mind, he couldn't fall asleep. He tried and tried, but he just couldn't do it. His mind refused to let him until he did something about it. But what could he do? There wasn't anything much he could do now. Then, he remembered where he was and got up out of bed. He went into the main sanctuary of the church and went up to the altar. There, he knelt down, closed his eyes, and did something he had never done before in his life: he prayed. He prayed to the God he once thought didn't exist. God, if you can hear me, I know that I've done many horrible things in the past, committed hundreds, maybe even thousands, of sins. I didn't even think you existed until all of the Hell I've gone through. But now, now I know, and I'm coming to you to ask for your help. If you don't want to, I can understand, but this isn't just about me anymore. This is about the person that I love and the son that you gave to us. So please, for their sake's, I'm asking you to help us. Help us get through this fight that is coming. Help us win, and please, if we survive, help us to take care of our son. Help me guide and teach him like a father should, because I'm not sure I'm even capable of that. That's all I'm asking for. If you could help us, I would be forever grateful to you, like I should've been from the beginning. After finishing his prayer, he stood up and returned to his bed. Whether or not it worked, he had no idea, but for now at least, he felt more at ease. He closed his eyes, still uncertain about the future, and went to sleep.
God, if you can hear me, I know that I've done many horrible things in the past, committed hundreds, maybe even thousands, of sins. I didn't even think you existed until all of the Hell I've gone through. But now, now I know, and I'm coming to you to ask for your help. If you don't want to, I can understand, but this isn't just about me anymore. This is about the person that I love and the son that you gave to us. So please, for their sake's, I'm asking you to help us. Help us get through this fight that is coming. Help us win, and please, if we survive, help us to take care of our son. Help me guide and teach him like a father should, because I'm not sure I'm even capable of that. That's all I'm asking for. If you could help us, I would be forever grateful to you, like I should've been from the beginning.
After enjoying the meal prepared for them by the nuns, she went to one of the beds that was set for their group. She lay in it, brimming with joy that they had finally been reunited with Hana. Worrying about her safety had been taking its toll on her. But now that she saw her in person, with her own two eyes, she could breathe a much needed sigh of relief. Still, this wasn't the time to let their guards down. Now, they needed to make sure that they all survived and make it through together. With all of this buzzing about in her already occupied mind, she fell asleep.
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 70 - 3/4 | DATE: December 1st, 2013 [Sunday] | LOCATION: Allen's Residence in Trinidad, Bolivia "So I assume that age isn't a factor in your group." The boy had commented on the group. "It's unfortunate, b-but yes, that is true." The albino teen started. "If it were up to m-me, I would only ask the o-older angels to come w-with us and leave the younger ones t-to live their lives in peace. But, we're d-desperate and need as m-much help as we c-can get. S-so, I'm sorry to have t-to ask this, b-but will you come with us?" It really hurt her to have to ask that, but it had to be done. No matter what, they had to win, and that meant that they needed as many people as they could get, young or old. "Mmmm... I wonder how this kid will end up dyyyiiiinnnnggggg~?" Victor piped up. "Keep quiet, filthy pervert." Azazel immediately spoke up. "I don't want you to give Joslyn the wrong idea." "Sorry, I'm just prone to speaking my miiiiiiiinnnnnd~" He answered playfully. "Yeah, whatever. At the very least, you've got some manners."
"So I assume that age isn't a factor in your group." The boy had commented on the group. "It's unfortunate, b-but yes, that is true." The albino teen started. "If it were up to m-me, I would only ask the o-older angels to come w-with us and leave the younger ones t-to live their lives in peace. But, we're d-desperate and need as m-much help as we c-can get. S-so, I'm sorry to have t-to ask this, b-but will you come with us?" It really hurt her to have to ask that, but it had to be done. No matter what, they had to win, and that meant that they needed as many people as they could get, young or old. "Mmmm... I wonder how this kid will end up dyyyiiiinnnnggggg~?" Victor piped up. "Keep quiet, filthy pervert." Azazel immediately spoke up. "I don't want you to give Joslyn the wrong idea." "Sorry, I'm just prone to speaking my miiiiiiiinnnnnd~" He answered playfully. "Yeah, whatever. At the very least, you've got some manners."
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 69 - 4/4 | DATE: November 30th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Trinidad, Bolivia After finding the new angel, a student, and having Brandon tell him all about what they were and what they needed, they all headed back to the hotel. It was an exhausting day for her. Nothing felt right after hearing about Leo's death from Hana. She also wondered what Hana was doing right now. Right before she hung up, she sounded like she was in pain. She really hoped that everything would be okay with her. Hopefully nothing too serious would happen. It would absolutely crush her soul if anything happened to her. When she was finished running through everything in her head, she fell asleep, hoping that things would finish quickly on their end so that they could go to Brazil.
Someone else had shown up to talk to Nero as well, though he couldn't remember his name. He remembers his face quite well as he has passed by him more than a few times, though the name escaped him. He never quite remembers the names of people he doesn't regularly interact with. After acknowledging their presence, the blind vampyre began to speak about the reason he had been crying. And just as he had expected, his explanation was exceptionally asinine. It seemed like he was saying something incredibly deep, but in the end it veered right into the realm of stupidity. He just blankly stared at the young man who couldn't stare back at him before thinking of anything to say. It seemed that as he tried to come up with a retort, his familiar had clawed at his face. Again. He had been calling him that ridiculous name again. "Well, you enjoy whatever it is you were prattling on about. If you don't mind, I'll be heading off to where I need to be for my next class." He started to walk away from the pair. "I'll be seeing you." As he walked away, he adjusted his glass, pushing at the bridge to raise it. Once again, he had been reminded of the incomprehensible mind within his roommate. It was a wonder how he did on his studies. Or if he even studied at all. "What a bother."
Someone else had shown up to talk to Nero as well, though he couldn't remember his name. He remembers his face quite well as he has passed by him more than a few times, though the name escaped him. He never quite remembers the names of people he doesn't regularly interact with. After acknowledging their presence, the blind vampyre began to speak about the reason he had been crying. And just as he had expected, his explanation was exceptionally asinine. It seemed like he was saying something incredibly deep, but in the end it veered right into the realm of stupidity. He just blankly stared at the young man who couldn't stare back at him before thinking of anything to say. It seemed that as he tried to come up with a retort, his familiar had clawed at his face. Again. He had been calling him that ridiculous name again. "Well, you enjoy whatever it is you were prattling on about. If you don't mind, I'll be heading off to where I need to be for my next class." He started to walk away from the pair. "I'll be seeing you." As he walked away, he adjusted his glass, pushing at the bridge to raise it. Once again, he had been reminded of the incomprehensible mind within his roommate. It was a wonder how he did on his studies. Or if he even studied at all. "What a bother."
As it turned out, the shitty little library they had gone to was a bust. Big surprise that was. Honestly, he wasn't expecting to find much of anything after he saw that the place was in shambles. Though he did have fun insta-learning a couple of languages. That is, when he still had the language disc in his head. It was a lot of fun saying words he was sure the others wouldn't understand. Tossing out a curse word here and there in a different language made him giggle uncontrollably. After having his fun, he took the disc with the now useless information and turned it back into a book to place into it's incredibly dusty home. Somebody really should clean that place up, it was incredibly annoying to pull out a book and cause a million little particles to fly into the air and into his throat or nose or even his eyes. Irritating to no end. As everybody waited outside, they were greeted by a UFO looking ship, complete with beaming onto it. Garret had to stifle his urge to burst out laughing at how cheesy the damn thing looked. It was almost like it came straight out of one of those old movies with the crappy looking effects. Well, at the very least it was functional, and extremely fast. Still, somebody's sense of aesthetics needed updating. The moment it showed up, he half expected little grey people to jump out and say "We come in peace." He couldn't help but snicker the entire time. When they made it to their destination, they were met by a giant hedge maze. What the hell was it with Aether and having gigantic things all over? Giant Bells, Giant Towers, Giant Mazes. If you asked him, it felt like someone was trying to compensate or something. Regardless, it would be unwise to go in without knowing anything about the labyrinth first. "Anyone know anything about the... weird plant place that apparently surrounds and guards Twercania?" Darren said, his brow lowered in frustration. "All I know is that flying is not an option. And I won't go running blindly. Our best bet might be to ask for directions to Twercania." It seemed like he was trying to refrain from nervously doing something, but that didn't matter right now. He had the right idea about trying to find a guide of some sort, though. "I'd say burn it all down, but then that would probably piss off more than just a few people." He stared up at the giant plant-life filling the tangled road ahead. "But holy shit, man, that is a big ass maze. Seriously, who the hell designed this thing?" The thief nervously scratched at the back of his head. Some of the plants strewn about within the labyrinth seemed a little less than friendly. "I mean, somebody is compensating for something, am I right?" He let out a sigh, hoping someone would miraculously show up and guide them to where they wanted to go. "It's not like someone is just gonna show up out of nowhere and help us through, right?" At this point, he was just swinging and praying his little remark would actually cause something helpful to happen. "Please work." He whispered to himself.
As it turned out, the shitty little library they had gone to was a bust. Big surprise that was. Honestly, he wasn't expecting to find much of anything after he saw that the place was in shambles. Though he did have fun insta-learning a couple of languages. That is, when he still had the language disc in his head. It was a lot of fun saying words he was sure the others wouldn't understand. Tossing out a curse word here and there in a different language made him giggle uncontrollably. After having his fun, he took the disc with the now useless information and turned it back into a book to place into it's incredibly dusty home. Somebody really should clean that place up, it was incredibly annoying to pull out a book and cause a million little particles to fly into the air and into his throat or nose or even his eyes. Irritating to no end. As everybody waited outside, they were greeted by a UFO looking ship, complete with beaming onto it. Garret had to stifle his urge to burst out laughing at how cheesy the damn thing looked. It was almost like it came straight out of one of those old movies with the crappy looking effects. Well, at the very least it was functional, and extremely fast. Still, somebody's sense of aesthetics needed updating. The moment it showed up, he half expected little grey people to jump out and say "We come in peace." He couldn't help but snicker the entire time. When they made it to their destination, they were met by a giant hedge maze. What the hell was it with Aether and having gigantic things all over? Giant Bells, Giant Towers, Giant Mazes. If you asked him, it felt like someone was trying to compensate or something. Regardless, it would be unwise to go in without knowing anything about the labyrinth first. "Anyone know anything about the... weird plant place that apparently surrounds and guards Twercania?" Darren said, his brow lowered in frustration. "All I know is that flying is not an option. And I won't go running blindly. Our best bet might be to ask for directions to Twercania." It seemed like he was trying to refrain from nervously doing something, but that didn't matter right now. He had the right idea about trying to find a guide of some sort, though. "I'd say burn it all down, but then that would probably piss off more than just a few people." He stared up at the giant plant-life filling the tangled road ahead. "But holy shit, man, that is a big ass maze. Seriously, who the hell designed this thing?" The thief nervously scratched at the back of his head. Some of the plants strewn about within the labyrinth seemed a little less than friendly. "I mean, somebody is compensating for something, am I right?" He let out a sigh, hoping someone would miraculously show up and guide them to where they wanted to go. "It's not like someone is just gonna show up out of nowhere and help us through, right?" At this point, he was just swinging and praying his little remark would actually cause something helpful to happen. "Please work." He whispered to himself.
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With Episode 16 coming out tomorrow, I feel everyone should see the Web Preview of Episode 16. So here it is. EPISODE 16 WEB PREVIEW There are no subs from what I can tell, so here's a translation for you all. Spoiler: Translation Hey Everyone! Welcome to the Web Preview! What exactly is Life Fiber? What was Matoi Isshin's goal? Is Nudist Beach just another group of nudists? And why is Mikisugi Aikurou naked again? Sorry, I absolutely can't tell you. Meanwhile, Satsuki and Ragyo head on over to the hot springs. Is this a regular bath between Mother and Daughter, Kiryuuin Satsuki!? Next time on Kill la Kill: The Girl Can't Help It. x x Text in order of Appearance: x x WEB VERSION PREVIEW NUDIST BEACH NAKED AGAIN HEAD TO THE HOT SPRINGS KIRYUUIN SATSUKI EPISODE 16: THE GIRL CAN'T HELP IT What did you think of it? Does it make you want to watch it even more? Leave your opinions on it here.
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 69 - 2/4 | DATE: November 30th, 2013 [Saturday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Trinidad, Bolivia After the phone call ended, she put her phone down and wiped the tears from her face. Both Leo and Hay Sun were gone now. It was hard to lose so many people, especially ones she had gotten close to. The loss was tearing at her heart and she had no idea how much more of it she could take. "Honey, I know this is difficult, but you have to endure." Azazel tried to comfort her. "I just... I just want this to end, already. We've lost so many over the course of this journey." Her breathing hitched as she spoke. "I know, I know. Hopefully, this will all be over soon, but for now, all we can do is go on and endure." Her sniffling slowed as she wiped a few more tears from her eyes. "Alright..." She stood up and straightened out her clothing and went to the door. "We should get the others and go find the new angel." "Let's do that."
After the phone call ended, she put her phone down and wiped the tears from her face. Both Leo and Hay Sun were gone now. It was hard to lose so many people, especially ones she had gotten close to. The loss was tearing at her heart and she had no idea how much more of it she could take. "Honey, I know this is difficult, but you have to endure." Azazel tried to comfort her. "I just... I just want this to end, already. We've lost so many over the course of this journey." Her breathing hitched as she spoke. "I know, I know. Hopefully, this will all be over soon, but for now, all we can do is go on and endure." Her sniffling slowed as she wiped a few more tears from her eyes. "Alright..." She stood up and straightened out her clothing and went to the door. "We should get the others and go find the new angel." "Let's do that."
After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth off with his napkin and stood up. He took his tray and placed it in the designated drop off area and went to head off to his next class. However, as he waded through the crowded dining hall, he passed a familiar mess of hair and the cat with him. He stopped mid-step and turned to look down at what he was doing. Just a moment ago he was flailing about with his familiar on his face. "What are you doing, Nero?" It was obvious he was eating, but he still wanted to know what exactly he did that made his familiar cat act in such a manner. Although, with his aptitude for unintentionally harming others, he had a good idea of what may have happened. As he got closer to him to get a look at his face. "Why were you crying?" The trail of tears on his face was curious. Was he crying because the cat was clawing at his face? Or was it for a less obvious reason than that? He could never really tell with a guy like this one. How he ended up being roommates with a person such as him, he will never know. Though to be honest, he didn't mind it all that much.
After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth off with his napkin and stood up. He took his tray and placed it in the designated drop off area and went to head off to his next class. However, as he waded through the crowded dining hall, he passed a familiar mess of hair and the cat with him. He stopped mid-step and turned to look down at what he was doing. Just a moment ago he was flailing about with his familiar on his face. "What are you doing, Nero?" It was obvious he was eating, but he still wanted to know what exactly he did that made his familiar cat act in such a manner. Although, with his aptitude for unintentionally harming others, he had a good idea of what may have happened. As he got closer to him to get a look at his face. "Why were you crying?" The trail of tears on his face was curious. Was he crying because the cat was clawing at his face? Or was it for a less obvious reason than that? He could never really tell with a guy like this one. How he ended up being roommates with a person such as him, he will never know. Though to be honest, he didn't mind it all that much.
A good month has passed and three new episodes of Kill la Kill have come out. That said, I do believe it is time for- BITE THE DUST'S SUPER ULTRA AMAZING EPISODE OPINION CORNER THAT SEEKS TO TELL EVERYONE WHAT BITE THE DUST THOUGHT OF THE EPISODES SPAWNED BY THIS SERIES OF ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS!!!!! P-P-P-P-PART FOUR!!!!!!!!!! Again, spoilered for actual spoilers and to keep the size of this post down because there is A LOT of stuff to cover. Like, so much stuff. So please, actually watch the episodes before reading this. Text cannot do the series justice. Cannot stress that enough. Now then, let's begin. EPISODE 13: Spoiler Alright, new episode after a two week break. Sorry, had to get that out of my system. Anyways, onto the episode proper. We start off with a short series of text screens that recaps what happened in the last episode. Short, sweet, and to the point. Next, we get into what the good ol' Student Council is up to, and they are prepping for a big raid trip. Wish my school did stuff like that... Anyone would be down in the dumps after going bers- Where the hell did this four-eyed asshole come from?? Who are you and why do you wanna see Ryuko so suddenly? Why is your intro text BLACK instead of the usual RED?? Wow, barge into people's homes like you own it, why don't you? You say you want a revolution. Well, you know. We all want to change the world. God damn, the rainbow. The radiance. How magnificent. Romi Park is totally rocking this role as Ragyo. Fucking love it. She certainly knows how to speak to a crowd of the same guy over and over again. And uh... wow. Really touchy-feely with her daughter. Strangely arousing. Why is he in the girl's bathroom? And so casually, too. No boundaries. And he still persists on starting a revolution. Commendable, but against a school with uniforms that could tear you apart, not exactly smart. Mako getting dragged into all of this chaos. Poor Mako. Wow, leave her behind to get punished. Wow. WOW. WOW, dude. W O W. Quick ass-kicking using Senketsu is over and done wi- Uh, puppets? What's with the sudden shift in pitch? DAMMIT! I KNEW I DIDN'T LIKE YOU FOR A REASON! Ah, just what the he- Uh, what? You mean- He was- I mean- She- Huh... Wow. That cunning bitch... She really needs a good kick in the ass. A really good one. Wait, stop. What are you- ... ... Why? Satsuki came to the rescue. And she's stealing what's left of Senketsu to use it. Wow. Umm... Just... Wow... EPISODE 14: Spoiler Wow, thank goodness there's a piece of Senketsu that's still alive. That's a relief. Nudist Beach. So. Fucking. Hype. Aww, poor Mako getting dragged along against her will. At least she's getting to go on that trip. So this is how they see American High Schools. Interesting. Oh wow, using the Four Symbols. That's pretty neat. Takarada, such a rich boy. And he uses his own currency instead of the regular currency. A true scumbag if I ever saw one. Oh my god. Mako taking all of that money like Kenshiro doing Hundred Crack Fist. Atatatatatatatata included. Aww, she's going on a shopping spree. So cute. Wow. Meat armor. And after it gets shot with missiles they eat it. Wacky and Awesome at the same time. Aww yiss, Ryuko coming to get Senketsu. She get's all the pieces too. All except for one. Which is held by Satsuki. Oh dis gon b gud. EPISODE 15: Spoiler Words really can't describe how I felt as I watched the episode. So here's a gif to show it. Again. Also, I'm not the only one who saw Hulkbuster Armor and Galactus's Helmet, right? And that concludes- BITE THE DUST'S SUPER ULTRA AMAZING EPISODE OPINION CORNER THAT SEEKS TO TELL EVERYONE WHAT BITE THE DUST THOUGHT OF THE EPISODES SPAWNED BY THIS SERIES OF ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS!!!!! P-P-P-P-PART FOUR!!!!!!!!!! Leave your comments and opinions on the series in this thread. 'Til the next Opinion Corner~
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Alejandra Rojas DAY: 68 - 4/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Private Jet to Bolivia With two new members of the group in tow, the whole group flocked onto the plane and headed towards their next destination. According to the albino teenager, the needed to head somewhere North of where they are now. On the plane, she took a seat and wondered just how exactly things were gonna turn out. There was no way of knowing for sure, but she did want to know what kind of powers she had. If everyone of them had special abilities, how did they find out what they were? What would she be able to do? Would it be something supportive or active? She had to find out somehow. As she mulled these things over, she fell asleep in her seat as the plane flew to its destination. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 68 - 4/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Private Jet to Bolivia There was a certain amount of guilt weighing down her heart as she sat in the plane. She just convinced someone who had a family to take care of to possibly give his life for their cause. Even though it was of utmost importance, she couldn't help but feel bad for the one's he was leaving behind. "I know it's hard, but it's for the greater good." Azazel said trying to comfort her. "Yeah, I know." The young girl curled up in her seat, looking at the floor of the plane. "It's tough, but we have to keep at it. Hopefully, we can end it all." "I hope so too." She sighed. "Just get some sleep now, alright Honey~?" "Alright, good night." "Good night." With that, the girl rested her head against the seat and fell asleep. Vincent Antonio Zeppeli DAY: 68 - 4/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Private Jet to Bolivia As he reflected on how he approached convincing others that they were angels, he fell asleep in his chair.
With two new members of the group in tow, the whole group flocked onto the plane and headed towards their next destination. According to the albino teenager, the needed to head somewhere North of where they are now. On the plane, she took a seat and wondered just how exactly things were gonna turn out. There was no way of knowing for sure, but she did want to know what kind of powers she had. If everyone of them had special abilities, how did they find out what they were? What would she be able to do? Would it be something supportive or active? She had to find out somehow. As she mulled these things over, she fell asleep in her seat as the plane flew to its destination.
There was a certain amount of guilt weighing down her heart as she sat in the plane. She just convinced someone who had a family to take care of to possibly give his life for their cause. Even though it was of utmost importance, she couldn't help but feel bad for the one's he was leaving behind. "I know it's hard, but it's for the greater good." Azazel said trying to comfort her. "Yeah, I know." The young girl curled up in her seat, looking at the floor of the plane. "It's tough, but we have to keep at it. Hopefully, we can end it all." "I hope so too." She sighed. "Just get some sleep now, alright Honey~?" "Alright, good night." "Good night." With that, the girl rested her head against the seat and fell asleep.
As he reflected on how he approached convincing others that they were angels, he fell asleep in his chair.
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 68 - 4/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Residence in Santiago, Chile"Yeah, that's what I was expecting." Alejandra quipped. "You can't just go around and do that, y'know. Some people will freak out." "Oops." "Is that really all you have to say?" "L-look, please, j-just calm down. I already told you, we're a-angels, not demons." Joslyn tried to reason with him. Sven raised up his hands and spoke, "Okay okay I believe you just don't pull that voodoo on me. What the hell do you want?" "Well, we're trying to tell you th-that you're one of us." "I can't do that shit. You have the wrong person." "Not all of us c-can heal ourselves l-like he can, b-but we know y-you're an angel. Th-there's no mistake." Sven finally dropped his hands to his sides and spoke, "You can't tell me you went and found my house with some of your magic shit and came all the way over here just to tell me I am an angel. What else do you want from me?" "You're right, th-that's not all we want. We want to ask if you w-want to come with us. We need to find a-as many of us as we c-can, band together, and fight of the coming f-forces of Hell." The girl looked down sadly. "I-I can't guarantee your safety if you c-come with us, b-but you w-won't be safe alone." Sven quickly turned his head towards his house and then back, "I can't go. I have a family I need to watch over." Sven felt uneasy as he spoke, "But they wouldn't be safe either way would they..." "Unfortunately... N-no..." Sven let out a sigh before he felt the door hit his back behind him and a younger girl popped her head outside, "You should go." "Amelia were you listening in?" "Only the end part... I can watch them. We'll be fine." she said with a wink, "If big brother Sven is gonna protect us by fighting the demons of hell, we'll have you in our prayers." "Oh... right..." Sven's soft and kind face when facing Amelia quickly turned into an uncaring face when he was in the direction of the group, "My name is Sven. Sorry for not introducing myself." "No, it's q-quite alright. M-my name is Joslyn. It's a pleasure to meet you." The teenager said with a bow. She turned to the little girl behind him. "And, I'm sorry for t-taking him away..." Sven's face was quickly filled with anger, "I did not agr-" Amelia quickly cut him off, "Sven. We'll be okay. Cam and I have jobs, we can feed ourselves without you for a little while.... but try to come back okay?" Sven turned towards Amelia and patted her on the head, "You kids stay safe okay. If anything comes at you to harm you, swing back as hard as you can." Amelia turned towards the group and smiled, "Have fun dealing with him. He can be an asshole." then she went in quickly for a second and came back handing Sven his jacket. "Hey at least let me in my house." Sven spoke as Amelia shut the door on his face. Amelia yelled through it, "You'll grow attached, we love you Sven." "I-I'm sorry..." "Well, I think we should go now." Alejandra chimed in. "Come on, Sven. Let's go."
"Yeah, that's what I was expecting." Alejandra quipped. "You can't just go around and do that, y'know. Some people will freak out."
"Oops." "Is that really all you have to say?" "L-look, please, j-just calm down. I already told you, we're a-angels, not demons." Joslyn tried to reason with him. Sven raised up his hands and spoke, "Okay okay I believe you just don't pull that voodoo on me. What the hell do you want?" "Well, we're trying to tell you th-that you're one of us." "I can't do that shit. You have the wrong person." "Not all of us c-can heal ourselves l-like he can, b-but we know y-you're an angel. Th-there's no mistake." Sven finally dropped his hands to his sides and spoke, "You can't tell me you went and found my house with some of your magic shit and came all the way over here just to tell me I am an angel. What else do you want from me?" "You're right, th-that's not all we want. We want to ask if you w-want to come with us. We need to find a-as many of us as we c-can, band together, and fight of the coming f-forces of Hell." The girl looked down sadly. "I-I can't guarantee your safety if you c-come with us, b-but you w-won't be safe alone." Sven quickly turned his head towards his house and then back, "I can't go. I have a family I need to watch over." Sven felt uneasy as he spoke, "But they wouldn't be safe either way would they..." "Unfortunately... N-no..." Sven let out a sigh before he felt the door hit his back behind him and a younger girl popped her head outside, "You should go." "Amelia were you listening in?" "Only the end part... I can watch them. We'll be fine." she said with a wink, "If big brother Sven is gonna protect us by fighting the demons of hell, we'll have you in our prayers." "Oh... right..." Sven's soft and kind face when facing Amelia quickly turned into an uncaring face when he was in the direction of the group, "My name is Sven. Sorry for not introducing myself." "No, it's q-quite alright. M-my name is Joslyn. It's a pleasure to meet you." The teenager said with a bow. She turned to the little girl behind him. "And, I'm sorry for t-taking him away..." Sven's face was quickly filled with anger, "I did not agr-" Amelia quickly cut him off, "Sven. We'll be okay. Cam and I have jobs, we can feed ourselves without you for a little while.... but try to come back okay?" Sven turned towards Amelia and patted her on the head, "You kids stay safe okay. If anything comes at you to harm you, swing back as hard as you can." Amelia turned towards the group and smiled, "Have fun dealing with him. He can be an asshole." then she went in quickly for a second and came back handing Sven his jacket. "Hey at least let me in my house." Sven spoke as Amelia shut the door on his face. Amelia yelled through it, "You'll grow attached, we love you Sven." "I-I'm sorry..." "Well, I think we should go now." Alejandra chimed in. "Come on, Sven. Let's go."
Garret looked around the library, looking for anything that might be useful. Though, to be perfectly frank, he wasn't liking being in there one bit. The dilapidated excuse for a building didn't exactly seem to be holding up too well. Not to mention that a few of the books he was picking out had an ungodly amount of dust caked all over them. It was wholly disgusting. " HelloooooOoOOOooo? " He heard from within. He wondered who it was for a little bit before returning to looking for anything that might be useful in deciphering that book Marina had. It wasn't too long before the source of the voice revealed herself. " Hey, you should tell me what you guys are doing here. " The juvenile Valen commanded. Well, he didn't like the tone she had, but he also didn't see any reason not to tell her. "Oh, well, we're just looking for information on ancient and foreign languages." He said as he put a dusted-off book back where he found it. "We're trying to decipher what's in the book Marina had with her. So far, no luck. Though, I would've preferred if we could find the necessary information in a, well, cleaner place than this one." The thief quipped as waved at the particles flying about. "Wanna help?" It would be better if there were more people actively looking for this information.
Garret looked around the library, looking for anything that might be useful. Though, to be perfectly frank, he wasn't liking being in there one bit. The dilapidated excuse for a building didn't exactly seem to be holding up too well. Not to mention that a few of the books he was picking out had an ungodly amount of dust caked all over them. It was wholly disgusting. " HelloooooOoOOOooo? " He heard from within. He wondered who it was for a little bit before returning to looking for anything that might be useful in deciphering that book Marina had. It wasn't too long before the source of the voice revealed herself. " Hey, you should tell me what you guys are doing here. " The juvenile Valen commanded. Well, he didn't like the tone she had, but he also didn't see any reason not to tell her. "Oh, well, we're just looking for information on ancient and foreign languages." He said as he put a dusted-off book back where he found it. "We're trying to decipher what's in the book Marina had with her. So far, no luck. Though, I would've preferred if we could find the necessary information in a, well, cleaner place than this one." The thief quipped as waved at the particles flying about. "Wanna help?" It would be better if there were more people actively looking for this information.
Alejandra Rojas DAY: 68 - 4/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Residence in Santiago, Chile OOC: Hurray for more Google Translate After a while of waiting and hearing some shuffling from behind the door, it opened slightly to show a young man's face. "¿Qué quieres? (What do you want?)" How rude, she wondered if this was the guy they were looking for. She leaned in towards Joslyn and whispered into her ear. "Is this the guy we're looking for?" "The compass is burning, so it h-has to be him." The pale-skinned teenager whispered back. With a sigh, she turned back to the person behind the door. "Escucha, mi pequeño grupo aquí quiere tener unas palabras con usted. Es muy importante. (Listen, my little group over here wants to have a word with you. It is pretty important.)" "Ask if he wouldn't mind s-stepping outside so we can get a b-better look at him." She asked from behind. "¿Quieres venir aquí, por favor? Nos gustaría ver a quién le estamos hablando. (Would you come out here, please? We'd like to see who we're talking to.)" The young woman was also curious as to what this person looked like.
After a while of waiting and hearing some shuffling from behind the door, it opened slightly to show a young man's face. "¿Qué quieres? (What do you want?)" How rude, she wondered if this was the guy they were looking for. She leaned in towards Joslyn and whispered into her ear. "Is this the guy we're looking for?" "The compass is burning, so it h-has to be him." The pale-skinned teenager whispered back. With a sigh, she turned back to the person behind the door. "Escucha, mi pequeño grupo aquí quiere tener unas palabras con usted. Es muy importante. (Listen, my little group over here wants to have a word with you. It is pretty important.)" "Ask if he wouldn't mind s-stepping outside so we can get a b-better look at him." She asked from behind. "¿Quieres venir aquí, por favor? Nos gustaría ver a quién le estamos hablando. (Would you come out here, please? We'd like to see who we're talking to.)" The young woman was also curious as to what this person looked like.
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Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 68 - 3/4 | DATE: November 29th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Residence in Santiago, Chile OOC: This Spanish was brought to you by Google Translate After splitting up into two groups, the little flock of angels she was with followed the compass to a nice little home within the town. It looked inviting as they slowly approached the house, the compass in her pocket getting hotter as they neared. As they neared, Joslyn called over to Alejandra. "You can s-speak S-Spanish, right?" "Yeah, I can." The short haired woman replied. "Okay, I think y-you should try talking to them th-then." "Huh?" She looked at the pale-skinned girl in disbelief. "I know you're n-new and all, b-but I can't speak any l-language other th-than English. I-If Hana were here, it might be a d-different story, but for now, w-we need to rely on w-who is here." The girl tried to explain. "You're doing good, honey~ Keep it up!" The fallen angel encouraged. "Well, alright then." She answered back reluctantly. The newest member of the group walked up to the door and knocked, clearing her throat as she did. "Disculpe, ¿tienes un minuto para hablar? (Excuse me, do you have a minute to talk?)"
After splitting up into two groups, the little flock of angels she was with followed the compass to a nice little home within the town. It looked inviting as they slowly approached the house, the compass in her pocket getting hotter as they neared. As they neared, Joslyn called over to Alejandra. "You can s-speak S-Spanish, right?" "Yeah, I can." The short haired woman replied. "Okay, I think y-you should try talking to them th-then." "Huh?" She looked at the pale-skinned girl in disbelief. "I know you're n-new and all, b-but I can't speak any l-language other th-than English. I-If Hana were here, it might be a d-different story, but for now, w-we need to rely on w-who is here." The girl tried to explain. "You're doing good, honey~ Keep it up!" The fallen angel encouraged. "Well, alright then." She answered back reluctantly. The newest member of the group walked up to the door and knocked, clearing her throat as she did. "Disculpe, ¿tienes un minuto para hablar? (Excuse me, do you have a minute to talk?)"
After finishing off the last of the bottle that Sangria gave him, he set the bottle down on the table and stood up. He rubbed the back of his neck as he listened to them discussing plans to leave and try to find out whatever was in some kind of book. Though, they needed to be able to decipher ancient and foreign languages. While he himself wasn't someone who actively studied or took interest in that kind of thing, he could learn it quicker than you could say said language. "Hmm, I could help you with the language thing, I guess." He tried to look over to who was talking, though he couldn't quite make out who it was because of his altered vision. "Whoa, hang on a sec," the thief muttered as he uselessly tried to correct his vision. "As much as I love bein' drunk, I won't be much use like this." With a shaky hand, the drunken Valen forced his fingers into his head and pulled out a disc, his hand much steadier after doing so. "Ah, that's better." He quipped as he looked over to Darren and broke the disc in half. "Oh, so it's you. I didn't recognize you for a while there." He popped his neck from side to side as he rotated his shoulders around. "Anywho, like I said, I could help you out with languages, even though I nothing about the languages themselves." He stretched his back as he talked. "But being able to transfer the knowledge directly into your heads might be helpful, don't ya think?" He turned to look at Asterion. "Oh, and as for those assholes at the Hall right now. Well, we could always just beat the shit outta them. I'm sure good ol' Muscle Brain would be on board for that. Gotta make sure he doesn't go too wild, though." Garret stared blankly at the ground for a while. He realized what he just suggested, though to be fair, they were obnoxious and all-around dicks that really needed to be knocked down a couple pegs. "Anywho, we should, uh, probably get this show on the road, huh?"
After finishing off the last of the bottle that Sangria gave him, he set the bottle down on the table and stood up. He rubbed the back of his neck as he listened to them discussing plans to leave and try to find out whatever was in some kind of book. Though, they needed to be able to decipher ancient and foreign languages. While he himself wasn't someone who actively studied or took interest in that kind of thing, he could learn it quicker than you could say said language. "Hmm, I could help you with the language thing, I guess." He tried to look over to who was talking, though he couldn't quite make out who it was because of his altered vision. "Whoa, hang on a sec," the thief muttered as he uselessly tried to correct his vision. "As much as I love bein' drunk, I won't be much use like this." With a shaky hand, the drunken Valen forced his fingers into his head and pulled out a disc, his hand much steadier after doing so. "Ah, that's better." He quipped as he looked over to Darren and broke the disc in half. "Oh, so it's you. I didn't recognize you for a while there." He popped his neck from side to side as he rotated his shoulders around. "Anywho, like I said, I could help you out with languages, even though I nothing about the languages themselves." He stretched his back as he talked. "But being able to transfer the knowledge directly into your heads might be helpful, don't ya think?" He turned to look at Asterion. "Oh, and as for those assholes at the Hall right now. Well, we could always just beat the shit outta them. I'm sure good ol' Muscle Brain would be on board for that. Gotta make sure he doesn't go too wild, though." Garret stared blankly at the ground for a while. He realized what he just suggested, though to be fair, they were obnoxious and all-around dicks that really needed to be knocked down a couple pegs. "Anywho, we should, uh, probably get this show on the road, huh?"
Time Skip 5:00 PM Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 67 - 4/4 | DATE: November 28th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Hotel Lobby in Rosario, Argentina ==> Private Jet heading West After rejoining with the group that had been kidnapped and learning of all the things that happened to them, it was decided that it would be for the best if they continued on to where they were supposed to go next. In private, Joslyn pulled out the compass and checked where their next destination would lie. After a few moments of staring through the cracked compass face, she found out that they would have to head to the West of where they were now. "West, huh? So there's yet another angel somewhere here in South America?" Azazel asked curiously. "Looks that way. I wonder what kind of person they are?" "Probably some disgusting creep we don't need to meet." The demon cut in. "Hold your tongue, unless you want me to do it for you." The angel threatened. "My bad." Tessa answered with a sarcastic tone in her voice. "Please, just... Just stop, please?" She pleaded. "We need to meet up with everyone in the lobby now." She picked up the bags at the side of her bed and checked to make sure she had everything with her. Once she made sure that everything was with her, she went through the door and headed for the lobby. Once she was there, she spotted a few of the others waiting there already, along with the receptionist who seems to have just gotten off of work. She was seated on one of the cushioned seats close to the doors. Curious about what she plans on doing, she walked over to the seated girl and sat beside her. "H-Hello, there. I'm assuming s-some of the others have s-spoken to you?" "They have." The short-haired woman answered. "To be honest, at first I thought that Blondie over there was just crazy along with the rest of you guys." She pointed toward Vincent who had been standing by the doors with his bag at his feet. "Well..." "Do not mention that you were in a mental hospital or say that you hear voices in your head." The fallen advised. "And don't answer me out loud." "But they proved they weren't lying to me. So, here I am, ready with my stuff, embarking on a journey with you guys, for better or worse." "Well that's g-good!" The pale girl excitedly clasped her hands together. She extended her hand to shake her's. "M-My name is Joslyn, i-it's a pleasure to have you w-with us." Reluctantly, her gesture was reciprocated. "Right. My name is Alejandra." After everyone else had gathered up in the lobby, they all went out and headed for the Private Jet which was still there. It seemed that even though Alistair was with the people in Hell, he was nice enough to loan them his plane. Still, the fact that he was with them now was not something to take lightly. For now, though, they were lucky to have it for their use. With everyone on the plane, she reclined in her seat and closed her eyes, intending to sleep through the flight. Samuel Riviera DAY: 67 - 4/4 | DATE: November 28th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Private Jet heading West After getting on the plane with everyone, he decided to have a seat and reflect. He thought about how his training with Leon would help him have a better relationship with Hana. Hopefully, things would go well with her. He was worried about her, seeing as how they haven't seen each other in a week. All he could really do at the moment was just train, get stronger, work on his self-control, and pray that she would be able to safely regroup with them. After that, he remembered that the training Leon put him through forced him to remember his rotten father. It made him think about how he might handle a family of his own. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to worry about that too soon. His relationship with his own parents wasn't exactly a nice one. What if he ended up being like his deadbeat father? Leaving his kid to do whatever in God knows where while he was off doing the same. He hoped that things would never come to that if he did become one. Though, he also hoped that it would happen some time in the future. With these thoughts plaguing his mind, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Alejandra Rojas DAY: 67 - 4/4 | DATE: November 28th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Private Jet heading West Now that she was on the plane with everyone, she wondered about what things might happen as she traveled with these new companions. Hopefully, things wouldn't end up going to shit, but who knows? There was really only one way of finding out how things would unfold in the future, and that was to let them happen. Her stomach was in knots as she thought about everything she was leaving behind. It didn't matter to her if she was doing it to protect them, leaving them was still a painful thing. As thoughts of them whizzed about in her mind, she went to sleep.
After rejoining with the group that had been kidnapped and learning of all the things that happened to them, it was decided that it would be for the best if they continued on to where they were supposed to go next. In private, Joslyn pulled out the compass and checked where their next destination would lie. After a few moments of staring through the cracked compass face, she found out that they would have to head to the West of where they were now. "West, huh? So there's yet another angel somewhere here in South America?" Azazel asked curiously. "Looks that way. I wonder what kind of person they are?" "Probably some disgusting creep we don't need to meet." The demon cut in. "Hold your tongue, unless you want me to do it for you." The angel threatened. "My bad." Tessa answered with a sarcastic tone in her voice. "Please, just... Just stop, please?" She pleaded. "We need to meet up with everyone in the lobby now." She picked up the bags at the side of her bed and checked to make sure she had everything with her. Once she made sure that everything was with her, she went through the door and headed for the lobby. Once she was there, she spotted a few of the others waiting there already, along with the receptionist who seems to have just gotten off of work. She was seated on one of the cushioned seats close to the doors. Curious about what she plans on doing, she walked over to the seated girl and sat beside her. "H-Hello, there. I'm assuming s-some of the others have s-spoken to you?" "They have." The short-haired woman answered. "To be honest, at first I thought that Blondie over there was just crazy along with the rest of you guys." She pointed toward Vincent who had been standing by the doors with his bag at his feet. "Well..." "Do not mention that you were in a mental hospital or say that you hear voices in your head." The fallen advised. "And don't answer me out loud." "But they proved they weren't lying to me. So, here I am, ready with my stuff, embarking on a journey with you guys, for better or worse." "Well that's g-good!" The pale girl excitedly clasped her hands together. She extended her hand to shake her's. "M-My name is Joslyn, i-it's a pleasure to have you w-with us." Reluctantly, her gesture was reciprocated. "Right. My name is Alejandra." After everyone else had gathered up in the lobby, they all went out and headed for the Private Jet which was still there. It seemed that even though Alistair was with the people in Hell, he was nice enough to loan them his plane. Still, the fact that he was with them now was not something to take lightly. For now, though, they were lucky to have it for their use. With everyone on the plane, she reclined in her seat and closed her eyes, intending to sleep through the flight.
After getting on the plane with everyone, he decided to have a seat and reflect. He thought about how his training with Leon would help him have a better relationship with Hana. Hopefully, things would go well with her. He was worried about her, seeing as how they haven't seen each other in a week. All he could really do at the moment was just train, get stronger, work on his self-control, and pray that she would be able to safely regroup with them. After that, he remembered that the training Leon put him through forced him to remember his rotten father. It made him think about how he might handle a family of his own. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to worry about that too soon. His relationship with his own parents wasn't exactly a nice one. What if he ended up being like his deadbeat father? Leaving his kid to do whatever in God knows where while he was off doing the same. He hoped that things would never come to that if he did become one. Though, he also hoped that it would happen some time in the future. With these thoughts plaguing his mind, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Now that she was on the plane with everyone, she wondered about what things might happen as she traveled with these new companions. Hopefully, things wouldn't end up going to shit, but who knows? There was really only one way of finding out how things would unfold in the future, and that was to let them happen. Her stomach was in knots as she thought about everything she was leaving behind. It didn't matter to her if she was doing it to protect them, leaving them was still a painful thing. As thoughts of them whizzed about in her mind, she went to sleep.
