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Ash was flame travelling when he sensed a presence near by. He had appeared at the cafe in the alley. Just having left the hospital now that he knew Variel was well and Salem was safe. Ash still wanted Salem to live with him for safety reasons, but he couldn't stop them if they took him back. Not only was he being kind to an asset but he truly felt the need to help somehow. Ash straightened himself and summoned clothes form his house to appear upon his body. He was now in a red A-shirt with a grey trim and a pair of jeans lightly faded and very well fitting to his legs. His shoes were light grey Sperry's and seemed to match the trim on his shirt. He walked out of the alley just missing the group as his body took him to the presence.

Ash could not describe what he was feeling from the presence but he felt her arrive and her presence bothered him for some reason. It was like she held hostility toward him in some way. She was certainly no Wraith, thankfully, Ash had dealt with enough Wraith's for one week. He walked over to the side street and found himself at the graveyard's hedges. Continuing to walk he found the entrance. Ash turned into the graveyard and found himself staring down at the back of Keiko. She was walking there so calmly as if she was feeling the air around her. "Hello, Keiko. How are you?" He smiled invitingly as he spoke.

Sorry but that question has been asked before and I still give my same answer Fiend. My apologies but the template remains exactly the same for all members.

It's okay let me know when she has been updated.

Artemus huffed like a child and glared at the Wraith, "Alright, we can take Variel and her kids...It's twins, by the way." He said plainly. "However, I must ask who will you take to cause pain upon? I mean if Damien and Salem are out of the question you must have someone else in mind. You seem to have most of the research already done, right?" He looked her over examining her body language and well if he was going off of that he would say she was extremely relaxed and horny as hell. Okay, so body reading was not Artemus's forte, but he knew when a woman wanted to be pleased and he felt a rush of excitement as to how she expected him to please her. He wanted to kill her so badly for just thinking of Vari as an option to take, but another half wanted to have sex with Senka beside the corpse of freshly killed guy or girl the couple had seduced. He wanted them to watch him having sex while their blood left their body and they took their last breaths.

Kellan looked absolutely terrified as Max and Ian came in and even more so when he saw that Max had blood all over her and now all over his brother's jacket. "Hey, sheriff...Are you okay?" He asked looking horrified. Kellan frowned at Ciara and Malaki. He had never seen Max so shaken up. He had seen Ian shaken a bit once before after some shooting in town, but Max never flinched so skittishly like she was being shot at herself. He looked once more at Ciara and Malaki..."Ian, this is Ciara....and...um..." That's it he lost it all. He couldn't focus on his own words anymore. He didn't even know how to introduce Ciara and Ian. He felt so bothered by the fact that he questioned if he was even there anymore. Perhaps, all of this was in his head and he was at home in bed waiting for graduation morning. OR he is still passed out on the floor and it was actually something that hit him in the head. Kellan was lost on how to react to anything.

Ian sat next to Max with a grimace at Ciara and Malaki. Something was off about those two and he had no idea what exactly. "Zayn, maybe it best you call the owner and have them send someone else in for the shift. I want you at home tonight not at work." Kellan looked up at the clock and seemed entirely confused, "I started work three hours ago. I work until one in the morning and I doubt that I will have a job to get back to if I call in while in work."

Eli took Kali's hand with a sigh and he wanted to flinch at how harsh his own words are. He felt Kali's fear slowly learning the difference between his own emotions and hers. "Don't be afraid of me just because my words are harsh. I will never hurt you, Kali. I promise." Eli walked with her into the shop as the little bell began to ring above the door he looked over seeing the group. "So which one of you is the one that is the famous, Kellan. I hear you can make a good cup of coffee." He offered the group with a half-hearted smile.

Artemus frowned, "This is true, but do I not entertain you enough for you to keep up with your end of the treaty? As long as I entertain you as an ally Variel and her babies stay out of this." He considered the thought that this was the moment she needed a new form of entertainment from him and it was not going to be pleasurable. However, he was hopeful that a fine ass like hers was not going to turn on him so quickly.
Artmeus stepped closer, "Please. let us find another solution. Why not hit the Devereux brothers head on and make them watch while you turn every individual in this town on one another. Damien won't be in control anymore and deep down Salem loves this town more than his brother. He won't be letting go of it easily watching chaos develop one person at a time into something horrible." He stepped back for a moment his arms partly open with his hands out like offering a surrender congratulations you find my weak spot.

Ian didn't know how else to argue with her, but he felt the urge that she was faking a lot of the pain. It may not have been physical, but sometimes the mental pains are the worst sort anyone could be cursed with. He knew Max had a lot of pinned up pain. She probably had more pain in her than he ever could. Being an orphan and waking up in a hospital bed to find his real parents who had abandoned him because of a curse was nothing compared to the pain and suffering Max had to undergo for the rest of her life even as she slept in her nightmares she would relive her horrors. Ian began to slide his thumb across her knuckles affectionately. "No matter how fine you are I want to know this town's sheriff is in top shape for a new leading investigations. Perhaps, it best you stay with someone because whether or not you can hold your own you have lost a lot of blood and even Sleepwalker healing rates cannot regenerate blood fast enough to keep you in a fight. I'm sorry Max, but your pain asymbolia is not an excuse with me."

Eli looked at Kali talking in his head to her. "So I see even friends and co-workers can speak demandingly of others in the States. This is nothing like Greece. Witches held control in Greece said to be for centuries breaking off into tribes reaching Egypt, China, India, Russia and Africa. Five massive countries ruled by what mortals called gods. Kali, I'm sorry, but I need to speak out. Your friends pain is not nearly as urgent as finding these Wraiths and stopping them."
He was taking note of how the deputy spoke so harshly toward the sheriff. It made him question if a Familiar, as he has newly become, can defy their master's way of thinking.

Ian pulled into a parallel parking space and and killed the engine. He stepped out moving to help Max out. "Let's get you a coffee." He reached behind Max's head and grabbed a large navy jacket. He wrapped it over her body and it seemed to fit well enough, just a bit larger. He wasn't taking any objections from her at all. Ian waited for Kali and Eli to get out and Eli closed Max's door. Ian wasted no time in walking across the road.

Kellan raised his head and frowned seeing his brother out of uniform and out of his cruiser. Kellan straightened himself as Ian approached the door. He was carrying the sheriff like a cradled child. However, Kellan felt he was mad about him not being at the graduation. Ian walked in leaving Kali and Eli still at the vehicle.

The town is historic filled with old places. The Cemetery Park is one of those old places having had graves from the early 1800's. The park was built around the old graveyard where it is said restless souls linger even in the daylight. Many mortals will tour the area to visit loved ones and pay respects or simply catch the thrill of paranormal investigations as the park is open twenty-four/ seven it is known to be an often visited place by necromancing Witches.

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((Repost or post them getting there or going there at the cafe topic please. And awesome loving the ship. ))

In her history I would much rather you go into a bit more detail on how she was placed in the void and how she came to fit into Cedrik's life. Also I would enjoy seeing a bit about when Lucifer/The Horned God left her on her own to do his biding before she met Cedrik. Cause the two stories seem to clash like she was sent by Lucifer to kill Cedrik and failed. Which would be unlikely given that Cedrik is a drinker of the Horned God's blood making him a servant for eternity.

He didn't blink the slightest bit as Aurelia removed the tear from his cheek. He blinked at her words. He began to question if this was a test of will before she joins him or simply a form of joke. He never had learned fun and joking as he surrounded himself by pain and misery. When she decided to drink he felt of hsi own aura questioning if he was influencing her as he had at the bar. "You know I cannot get drunk." He entered the kitchen and smirked, "What is your poison?" He asked nodding to the bottle. He was curious he was interested to see her reaction. He was pushing emotions aside. "Or rather should I ask what sorrows you to drinking poison?" He was fascinated by mortal emotions and had met his fair share of immortals who like himself had become mad with power, but never had he met someone cursed with mortality forever. She was forced to be inflicted by death and do it again and again.

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Artemus knew she was right. Max being found meant that both Devereux brothers were getting what was coming to them. They would read the message loud and clear. He nodded shifting a bit uncomfortably. When he noticed her coming closer and speaking in a tone that seemed to make him wonder just what she had in mind for them today. His eyebrow raised and a smirk coming onto his face. He lowered his head and turned form Senka.
Artemus leaned against a large boulder with a sly smirk. "We need to come up with a game plan. All that will do is send Damien into move out of the country and place anti-tracking spells everywhere. Salem would want to fight and Damien would bind him. I expect the end result will be Damien running them all underground to wait out a never ending storm. However, if we prove we aren't playing. I say we kidnap Salem Devereux. The kid is a mess waiting to hapeen. Torture him for fun and bring Damien straight to you. This will give you a grand opportunity to make allies before it insues. Damien will gather Ash's reinforcement and you will have a Coven of Witches plus some bad nasties joining a fight against you and the more powerful allies you acquire." Artemus explained delightfully.


((Can you post the Iax half-wayship lol to the cafe? My computer is running slow.))

So basically trapped in the unknown realm she was basically frozen in time. She manages to return and what felt like hours was years in our realm. But she shortly after returning she came to realize what year it was making her age close to her mothers new age. When in fact her mother was not reincarnated until much later from Ira's birth.

Right?

Artemus raised an eyebrow, "Has this other Wraith already made himself known to you and others? I mean someone who threatens to destroy an entire country and manages to do it must be a valuable ally of some sort...Right?" He dismissed the whole who would kill who part and how immortality isn't unstoppable, but he did wonder the exciting ways that she had killed people in the past. He considered for a moment that if she grew fond of Cedrik the two would be entirely unstoppable, which could place him on the to kill list. He presumed Senka would see the Wraith's value and manipulate his more lustful side to get what she wanted and claim a new lover. He rolled his eyes dismissing the thought feeling that if anyone could make Senka feel something for someone it would be him even if that feeling was the desire to bring nothing but absolute misery to him for all eternity he felt he could touch her some how. Pondering on Cedrik he began to question if she truly did want an ally in him would they both seek to kill Damien and his family. That was a plus, but now Vari was apart of that family and Artemus was not about to let anything happen to her or her children. He would toss the world into Hell before he would allow anything bad to happen to his sister.

Ian grasped Max's hand a bit tighter with a light smile. "I'm taking you home...as in my home not yours. If hunters came in you would be too weak to defend yourself. You are only a Sleepwalker Max, that doesn't mean you can't be killed. Not to mention that Kali knows more than any of us that you are mentally in pain right now. I'm not going to let some Wraith or Witch Hunter barge into your home and take away one of the greatest people I know from me." Okay so he was truthful as always, but lying was not his forte. He hadn't even realized he pretty much told on himself about knowing nearly all one could about Witches.

Eli frowned, "I'm actually entirely fine with going to the cafe. I could use a cup of coffee it will be a long night and from what I saw at Kali's she has an investigation still ongoing and I expect finding the culprit to the murder case which is still undecided on being a natural death needs to be a top focus. I also expect as a Witch Kali has a few healing herbs in her cupboard for Max to be healed more quickly with." Eli didn't want to sound like he had been snooping because he hadn't he just took in a lot of scenery when at Kali's than one might actually expect.

As Keiko seemed to turn on her heels and leave he raised his hand to wave goodbye back to her, but she was gone before he even had time to do so. He raised an eyebrow before glancing over at his new, but old auntie Ciara and grandfather Malaki. He shrugged wiping the counters off for a second time simply out of habit. He finished and grabbed a small french vanilla cappuccino.
Kellan wasn't used to people walking into the cafe and just turning tail and leaving. He walked over the door and flipped a sign over from open to closed for one hour. "I'm taking my lunch." He said with a small half smile. "So, please tell me you guys could feel she was like a real Witch a Witch who does magic and stuff."

((It's ok I have not had internet much at all sorry on my part. I only have internet on days I get to work an hour early.))

Cedrik raised an eyebrow. He knew deep down he was excited and afraid of what awaited him after his master and god relieved him from his service and duties. "From the stories..." He began to explain, "I have heard many things. If you are killed before the release you will forever eat at the lord's table to honor your sacrifice." He paused unsteady for a moment. "It has been said that if you make it to the point where the Horned God no longer holds use for you he will relieve us of our duties and give us one life to live out for the rest of our days. His relief is said to be the blessing of mortality as it is also said we are only relieved when immortality no longer suits us." He looked at the dark window seeing the night as what it was originally. It was power and magic melding with the real world. The elements humming in tune with the rest of the universe. Nightfall was true power. He recalled his last words of shouting at his brother and infant sister when he could not find them to kill them. A single tear slid from his cheek. "I imagine the last life granted to me will be a family with a home and kids and my siblings all around. I will have that one life to live and I imagine my lord will make it a good last century for me. However, I do not feel that time is anytime soon." He admitted not daring to feel weakened by the thoughts of a future he has yet to earn.

Artemus raised his eyebrow and simply frowned, "You are joking right? I mean you can torture me like you did whoever was in here, but that doesn't mean I'm going to die. Sorry, but it just doesn't work that way, Senka. For me you are a good lay, but a new job will come around and new people to fuck will always happen in my life. I will have already disappeared by the time you find a new playmate and decide to kill me off. Sorry, but I look to be your ally for many years to come. I seek to be your playmate on those short and far between visits we will see very often have up until my death. "
He examined the blood as if truly taking the style of it into consideration. "I would leave it here in this puddle so it last longer and the shimmer it holds remains picturesque. I feel like the glowing slime on the walls really brings the pool of blood in this place together." He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. He took note of the crazy blood Wraith who apparently is hot and has good sex. Then he noted another Wraith. "Another in town? You mean apart from Damien Devereux? Who is this other Wraith? How can he be so good that you say he is good?" Now Artemus was reeled into it, he just had to know.

Ian felt his body temperature drop almost instantly when Max just had to ask why he was holding her hand. Thanks for Kali changing the subject he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable with trying to explain that he cares about Max in full elaboration. It was bad enough that she let him know straight out in the open that she was a Sleepwalker, but he made it out like he was at odds with Witches and Cursed Ones feeling they were people, he just didn't trust them, when in truth he lives to protect them. He never dared to tell her the truth, at least not just yet.
"I think you are right, Kali. I'll get Max to her house and then I am going to make sure Kellan truly is safe." He glanced down at their hands holding and gave a reassuring squeeze. "You know you are holding my hand too, right?"

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