Supernatural Academy (An Advanced RP) discussion
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Sebastian and Joshua's Dorm
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Sabine wondered what would case Sebastian to be so dramatic, but then saw Samael appear in a flurry of feathers and wings. Her stomach dropped, and scowled at the angel as she spoke, keeping her arms crossed over her chest. “We think Tesir has done something inside of her brain. She reacting like she can’t wake up, but is aware of what’s around her.” She explained Skyra’s reaction when she poured water on her. She dodged passed the angel, and went to Sebastian’s side at the doorway, giving Samael enough room to work. She mouthed to the demon, Sorry. This was pretty pride-reducing.
((Sam should guide them to Fredrick.))
Sam frowned the moment she mentioned the term "brain". He stood up slowly, looking at them both with apologetic eyes.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot heal mental wounds." He noted, glancing down at his hands before stuffing them into his pockets.
"Though I do know another creature who may be of use, though not many trust him, including myself. And I don't think Sebastian will want to join us there." He already regretted mentioning anything of him.
"I'd have to drop you all off at his... lair. I suppose that's the term. I can't join you, for me merely being around Sebastian is fraternizing with the enemy, let alone...." He cut off his sentence.
"Nonetheless. If you'll want her healed, you'll have to go to him. And you cannot speak a word of this outside ourselves. Got that, scum?" He glanced pointedly at Sebastian, who in turn scowled and mumbled, "Bite me".
"I'm sorry, but I cannot heal mental wounds." He noted, glancing down at his hands before stuffing them into his pockets.
"Though I do know another creature who may be of use, though not many trust him, including myself. And I don't think Sebastian will want to join us there." He already regretted mentioning anything of him.
"I'd have to drop you all off at his... lair. I suppose that's the term. I can't join you, for me merely being around Sebastian is fraternizing with the enemy, let alone...." He cut off his sentence.
"Nonetheless. If you'll want her healed, you'll have to go to him. And you cannot speak a word of this outside ourselves. Got that, scum?" He glanced pointedly at Sebastian, who in turn scowled and mumbled, "Bite me".
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Sabine rolled her eyes. "Will you two get over yourselves?" she said, coming between them in case a fight broke out. "We need Skyra to help us take down Tesir and Fredrick. The faster she's healed, the quicker we'll get the job done."
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Skyra felt instant gratitude to her friend in that moment. She had to admit the girl had guts and when he time came, you could depend on her fully.
"That's the thing...." Samael began, but he didn't exactly feel like bringing up to topic.
Sebastian glared at the Angel. He seemed to puff out his chest slightly in aggravation, similar to a cat raising it's hackles.
Sebastian glared at the Angel. He seemed to puff out his chest slightly in aggravation, similar to a cat raising it's hackles.
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"The only person that can heal you that I know of would be Fredrick himself." He finished quickly. "I'm sorry, but I can't take you to any other Angels, or they'll kill you immediately." He added on, furrowing his eyebrows. "I can tell you where he is, but I cannot accompany you, or else my higher ups will know what I'm doing."
Sabine gave a groan, her head falling into her hand. "Fabulous," she muttered under her breath. They couldn't exactly walk up to Fredrick and say, Hello, again! How are you this evening? We need you to heal our friend so we can kill you. Hope you don't mind!She took her hand down and took a deep breath before turning to Sebastain. "You know," she said, and pointed to Sam, "we probably shouldn't trust him. He is our enemy, and what he's suggesting will kill us." But, sadly, she knew that they didn't have many choices - which was none.
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((Jeez. I made so many mistakes in my last comment. Sorry, guys. I must have been tired when I wrote that.))
Sebastian shrugged. "I don't see you providing any other ideas." He commented, not moving from his position. His brown eyes lingered on Skyra for a moment, as if he was trying to figure her out. A moment later he cleared his throat and lurched off the wall, turning towards Sam.
"Alright, Sammy boy, where doth be this maniac killer hideout?" He said, clapping his hands together.
Samael cast a deathly glare (the fourth one today) at Sebastian, before turning towards Sabine. She seemed to be the nicest out of the three.
"He lives in an underground tunnel of sorts, under the school. Sebastian should be able to get you there. Everything is basically rigged, so be very careful. Don't be rash, as he'll be there in seconds once you arrive."
"Alright, Sammy boy, where doth be this maniac killer hideout?" He said, clapping his hands together.
Samael cast a deathly glare (the fourth one today) at Sebastian, before turning towards Sabine. She seemed to be the nicest out of the three.
"He lives in an underground tunnel of sorts, under the school. Sebastian should be able to get you there. Everything is basically rigged, so be very careful. Don't be rash, as he'll be there in seconds once you arrive."
((BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!))
Sabine ignored Sebastian’s comment, and listened to the angel. She nodded, feeling a little pride rise in her with the fact that Sam was giving her the information - like she was the most responsible. "Right," she breathed, clasping her hands together and turning to Sebastian, "lets do this." She strode towards Skyra, and, shifting into her banshee form, grabbed her beneath the armpits. She heaved her up, and, after a moment of struggle, managed to cradled the body in her arms. Sabine went back to Sebastian's side, ready to teleport to Fredrick's tunnel.
Sebastian placed two finger on her, and once again the black smoke enveloped the three. Just as his vision began to fog up with the smog, he noticed Samael look around frantically before vanishing.
((hey, Tea, can we finish up the Eternal Abyss?))
(view spoiler)For the time that the self-proclaimed Super Sexy Squad was out, the dorm remained undisturbed. Hardly a soul entered it lest the other roommate, Joshua, made his entrance. Besides these small, fluxes of activity, it was void of life for the longest time, barely a breath exhaled in the small, claustrophobic space of the one who entered a while later, his form entering via the door. Though the tall blonde being definitely was one for style, he wasn't really one to burst through the window. That was a bit too dramatic for the likes of him -- and a waste of a perfectly good window, for that matter. But even so, he definitely made his entrance clear.
"All hail! It's Prince Charming, babes!"
The words lept from the lips of the foreign figure as he stood in the doorway, voice dripping sarcasm and threatening to break into snickers at any moment. Of course, it was only when the male realized that the dorm was not in fact populated that his shoulders slumped, the sarcastic remark lost in the abyss of silence that greeted him. Whether it was a good thing that the dorm was empty or not, the drake, formally known as Roth, was unsure. All he knew was that no one got to experience his arrogant words first hand. Shame. He thought that maybe Almon would appreciate the announcing of his presence in such a way, but Roth was betting that would not be the case. Though his friend had a good sense of humor, Roth was aware of just how gloomy his friend could be on a daily basis. Funny how the two of them contrasted so much, yeah?
Getting on with his little task of scoping out the dormitory first, Roth slipped further into one room that was shared by two people (it didn't take a genius to notice the two beds and stark differences between each side of the split room). Just as he'd thought on his first glance, there were no signs of life within the premises, only an empty room. This was confirmed as he checked under each bed, in each dresser (though, the dressers were so small that he would have only laughed if someone had shoved him or herself in there just to remain unseen), and in each little nook and cranny. Roth may have been impulsive, but hasty and reckless were two different things indeed.
"Alright," Roth called out, cutting the arrogance he'd had from earlier and his voice taking on as much solemnity as possible -- which, albeit, wasn't a lot. Roth wasn't much of a serious soul. "Room's clear." With his little show of martyrdom finished (he'd insisted on going first to check things out in case there may be a super psycho serial killer lurking in the shadows), Roth leaned against one of the walls, his eyes still scanning the area. There were a few posters he thought looked a little suspicious, but he left them alone. How insane it would have looked for him to attack posters. Definitely not something he'd like to live through any time soon.
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((Is this a dragon thing? Is Nagrom needed?))
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((Shu: I made all your dreams come true XD Drax: Possibly. I'm not sure. We'll have to see how it goes with Almon and Azure :)
Skyra: Danke~ Glad you liked it.
That necklace thing sounds like it'll be a point of interest with it being somewhat broken and all. I'm sure they won't be so calm and collected over that :P ))
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Posting soon. Possibly tonight since I only have 5 mins left of break. I want to see Almon's sheet first :) ))
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((I will be here in case I am needed.))
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"It's here somewhere," he murmured, though he was sure the others would be able to hear, "I can feel it."
It struck him as odd that the room seemed to be inhabited by males, or rather boyish females. The tastes were okay by his standards, but still -- why the hell was the necklace here of all places? Ducking down to search through every nook and cranny, he huffed in frustration upon finding nothing. Lips pursed, he stood and entered the bathroom. The burning sensation of the presence of the necklace was closing in as he strode in further, his brows furrowing.
An interesting place to leave a necklace.
He froze by the sink, head turning. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, but paid he somewhat haggard appearance no mind as he stooped down. He stuck his hand under the porcelain bowl to the floor, jaw clenching as he lifted the pendent and broken clasp up in his hands.
"I found it."
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((Ha, yeah. I'm pretty sure they're in human form. I don't think Roth would have fit through the door :P ))
((XD. So... Nagrom's Almon's protector, correct? I believe that was it. Should he come in?))
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((Lol, this is random, but Helen pointed out to me earlier that Roth's name totally screws up the little 'A' thing you guys had going with Azure and Almon :P Truth.))
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YES FOR SHIP NAMES))
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My thoughts exactly, Maniac. I mean no disrespect towards her, I just think she should have put the duty in one of our hands to notify group members and explain the battle and stuff. It would have gone much smoother and wouldn't leave any group members confused.))