********************************************************************* DGC! 2 - Quoteslist! ********************************************************************* From Session 20 (First session of DGC2): "It's pulling again, Ahriannah." [Pulling?] [The geas?] [as opposed to: "the urge to jump from that place Am says has a great view..."] * Ahriannah blinks at him. "Do you like to spar?" she tilts her head, encouragingly. * Ahriannah rolls the d666 and gets 6, 6 CD: 6 [FIRST ROLL OF DGC 2!!] * Shehariah looks around for any kryiotates or for anyone to ask directions from... Well, there seems to be lots of people on the Party Lawn, doing all kinds of Judgement-inappropriate activities. Everyone's not busy. In Judgment terms, anyway. There's lots of drinking and carousing and dancing and eating and cuddling on blankets and doing more than cuddling on blankets. "I see... the Seraph's name is Ari?" * The Kyriotate says, "Well, Ahriannah, but we call her Ari. For short, you know? Don't they have nicknames in the Tribunal?" * Ahriannah bobs at the Trader. "Excuse me. I'm Ahriannah of Flowers and Zha'an here is looking for the Lilim who Redeemed to Trade yesterday." The Malakite leans on its elbows and chuckles. "Oh, you mean the one who was going dreamy-eyed over my wings yesterday? He's up in the Tower. Can't miss him; he's stalking secretaries." The Malakite raises an eyebrow at Zha'an. "If his name's Diamante and he'll hit on anything with wings, that's the Lilim." The blue tents seem to be offering fiction. [Mmm. Blue fiction. ^^] [.oO("I'm blue da ba dee da ba dai / if I was green I would die da ba"...WAIT.)] * Zha`an nods, starts moving, though his mind is clearly whirling, then STOPS. "........./Tommy/." [at least it was only suicide!] * Shehariah smiles. [more of a "I've done my job well," smile than a friendly smile.] "Yes, I have some questions for Zha'an that I expect him to answer Truthfully." . o O (Oh fuckshow...) "Well, then... I should inform you that I am to accompany you for a while, to help you resist your former behavior." * Zha`an ripple-blinks at that, digests for a beat, then, "...../help?/" "Yes. Help." * Zha`an is still STARING at Shehariah. He has, for all intents and purposes, just heard the word "help" in connection with the Game. [. o O (The Geas is 'find' and not 'return to Hell with,' eh? O;> ) ] [^^ Yep. [taps nose and does the GM wink.]] "I..... I'm looking for a Lilim. Name of Diamante." The Mercurian's expression turns wry. The Mercurian has a concentratey expression. [I'm going to assume "Celestial Song of Tongues", and move on. ;)] [Either that or Di's under the desk, doing lewd things. ^^] ["Actually, I don't /need/ to check around about /that/ Lilim........"] ["I'll go get him...... um......... could you turn around for a sec? Thaaaaaaaanks......"] [Or, alternately, a crestfallen look: "D'you... ah.... need him r... /right/ this ...... second?"] * Diamante stares blankly. .oO(Er. .../Zha'an/? /Kyriotate/? ...Um. ...sure. .../Um/.) "He's got a couple of Seraphim with 'im. One's a Judge. Should I tell them to wait here or send 'em up too?" * Diamante /gapes/. Probably getting weird looks from the people around him. .oO(.../Um/. [...swallows.] ...Ask if either one is named Amariah?) The Mercurian focusses again. "He says you can go up. Breakroom 7 on floor 24. The elevator's right over there, and there's a map of each floor just outside 'em." [...........................*elevator*. -_-] The elevator is shiny and smooth and noiseless. And clean. [and doesn't EAT THE ENTIRE PARTY] [Yet.] (The moment! Of! Reckoning!) [and... it's a different diamante.] [It is a different one! This one has... wings!] The door opens on a lounge type setting, though there's a few desks, one of which contains a Seraph who's being harrassed... I mean, felt up ... I mean, he's having his wings closely examined by a fairly familiar figure... [lots of seraphim in this game.] [(The GM likes their slinky tails.)] * Diamante beams at the Seraph. "So it's all good!" He ooos at the wings, not noticing the door. The Seraph goes "Uh" in a 'please rescue me' voice. "I.... I went and saw the Malakite at the hospital." Zha'an has his 'shut up! I still have my dignity, honest!' grins on. * Diamante doubletakes. "You...went to the /Malakite/..." .oO(...That Creationer last night didn't spike my drink or something, did she?) [resonating diamante.] Shehariah rolled the d666: 1 5 CD: 6 "...Diamante? I want to ask you a few questions." * Diamante ...blinks at the Seraph. "Hang on a sec." [/me blows off the Judge. Bah, there's time. Must know about /roommate/!] * Shehariah 's patience has run out. "...I still have some questions for you. It will take a moment." * Diamante blinks at the Judge. "What? ...well, fine. Ask. But hurry up, I still have stuff to talk about with him." [nods to Zha'an] ["They're like the Game, but you can talk back to them!"] "Is there anything else you think I'd be interested in knowing? Heresy you may have observed?" * Diamante ...GRINS. "...Well, I've learned you can do /really really neat/ stuff with Seraph feathers, chocolate ice cream, a spork, and a few hours' break time...Or there was that trick with the paintbrush, the rose petals, and the oak desk...Or the..." [flatly] "That's not heresy." * Diamante GRINS. "You sure? That Creationer I met last night said you people think it is, while she was explaining the thing with Ofanite-rings and the bottle of wine and that little lake right outside the Savannah..." * Shehariah stops him. "She was mistaken. ...No serious observations you think I'd be interested in?" * Diamante GRINS even /wider/. "Would you be interested in the fact that Lightning has /really/ neat...ummm...TOYS they'll let you play with, if you ask them nicely and give them a /full/, /detailed/ report on the...mmmm...Effectiveness afterwards?" [flatly] "No." * Diamante 's GRIN is reaching proportions Nybbytes would be envious of. "Really? That report included tapes, and I'd be /happy/ to show them off..." * Diamante BEAMS. "This is a very serious matter! I mean, have you not /learned/ how to give head to Elohim yet?" [<-- gets lots more blatant.] * Diamante pauses. "Or Ofanim!" [^_^] [/me is looking for the part in Sups 1 where it says what Dominicans do when a creationer gets too enthusiastic...] [Alas, the phrase 'In Vessel' is required to come into play.] [Di: [BEAMS] "You /sure/ 'bout that?"] [Well, 'give head' is a colloqialism anyway, and I suppose it could be expanded to relevant equivalent parts. ^^] [WHAT equivalent parts? Elohim don't HAVE equivalent parts! o_O] [No, but they're empaths. Giving and receiving can be in balance. 0:)] "That has nothing to do with our topic of discussion. I am asking you if you have observed anything you think might be heretical." ["Subject has apparently acquired the Lustful Discord. Request a crowbar."] ["Why a crowbar? To get him off!" Badumching. Don't hate me because I'm beautiful, just hate me because I'm awful.] At that moment, a handsome Mercurian who shines with the entire depth of the Word of Trade leans in the room, idly. "Diamante? Don't break the Seraph, they're expensive to replace." From Session 21 (Second session of DGC 2): [Do you have plans in place for SD's char? Or do I ask too many questions? :P] [I have plans in place for when you get back from seeing Ulimis. Get to work, slave! ...er, player. Friend!] There's the sound of screaming. It's probably a training exercise and nothing to worry about, but it's hard to tell exactly where it's coming from in here. [being in heaven has never scared me more.] * Zha`an . o O (And I've got a Judge with me. In the Groves. Er.) The Cherub hunhs. "You a Judge too?" "I'm a Novalite." Deadpan. Er. The Massive Kyriotate - who MUST be Ulimis - is giving instructions in a deep singing voice of the proper curves to form with one's tongue to look elegant and to avoid straining or stiffening. The class scatters, chatting amongst themselves, though a little awkwardly due to sore tongues. The Cadet salutes, vibrating in the air. "Permission to speak frankly, sir?!" "If you must say something, then say it." The Cadet salutes. "Do all your people really hate us and our archangel, sir-ma'am-sir! And if so! I think that's very wrong of you! Sir!" The Cadet regards Shehariah uncertainly. "Sir! Permission to speak frankly?!" "If you must say something, say it." The Cadet vibrates again. "Doesn't your thinking it's unTrue just mean that you BELIEVE it's unTrue, or you couldn't say it? But what if it IS True! Doesn't it involve Archangels. Can you not explain this?!" The Cadet adds, "Sir!" "I want to see Heaven's Game for myself." "..." [<-- stirs up shit] (Now, you're not playing GREAT attention, but that reliever looks... familiar. Not so much like someone you know you should know so much as someone you think you might have met once. Maybe.) [......oh my fucking GOD, Haru and SD. WOW. :D] "...is there a reason why three of you redeemed from that particular Word and that particular project? Is there common ground in your redemptions?" * Melpomene blinkblinks at Shehariah. "Um...Don't /thiiiiiink/ so..." "Oh my God th - Kobal must be spitting /nails!/" "Oh my God. That poor Balseraph. That poor, poor Balseraph." [ "I LIKE Hell, thank you very much! And Lucifer-honey is a dream-boat!"] [There's something oddly satisfying about Shehariah interrogating an Elohite. ^_^] * Erato is helpfu. [...l.] [Erato has Help-Fu! [ducks]] [She's... The ELOHITE KID!] * Erato tilts her head. "Is everything all right? Do you have any other questions for me... or Mel?" [Yes! Sic the Judge on awestruck!Reliever!] [/me is too Cute to be Inquisited!] From Session 22 (Third session of DGC 2): Okay. I suppose I should make shit up now. Ready for me to make shit up? [It's hard to angst properly with Kyrio body language. :P] "I'm Galriah. I was sent by the Angel of Missing Persons. You're to meet him to get your next Earth assignment." [PAY NO ATTENTION TO THAT PLOT BEHIND THE CURTAIN!] [does filing count as "urgent"? ^_-] [There's one or two time sensitive things, but it won't take more than ten minutes to file THOSE...] ["'Recommendation: Soul-kill', 'Recommendation: Soul-kill', 'Recommendation: Soul-kill'. Right, then. Coffee Central!"] [York is TO's old name, btw.] [Crazy Canadians and their crazy geography... :P] [Toronto's a Native word, I forget in which language - Maybe Iroquois? - meaning 'the meeting place', and it was renamed that sometime in the early 1900s, iirc.] [amazing.] [And Now You Know The Rest of the History!] "Shehariah. I trust you're well today?" .oO(Of all the coffee shops in all of Heaven, she flew into mine...) "I'm well everyday. You're the Angel of Missing Persons?" "I am. Josepheah by name." He tosses a business card across the table. "Pleased." .oO(I knew she was a dame, though Seraphim don't show it. There was something about her that just *screamed* 'I'm a dame'.) Melpomene rolled the d666: 1 3 CD: 5 { Greatest Virtue: Delivering Steve to the angels Worst Sin: Arranged for a small Romanian hamlet to believe in the imminent birth of the Anti-Christ, and arranged a Moses/Jesus/ Mordred-style baby-massacre, killing about 150 babies.} * Melpomene ...blinks at Zha'an. Several times. ...sips his coffee. * Zha`an probably notices the blink, and is too fascinated ("I NOTICED something!") to figure out, at least right away, what it's at. ["The world's best swordsman doesn't fear the /second/ best - he fears the /worst/, because he can't predict what the idiot will do." <-- Honor Harrington book; don't bother reading it if you haven't yet. ^_~] [I dunno. Seems to me that this coke can I have here is pretty high in the running for 'worst swordsman', and I have a PRETTY GOOD idea of what it's going to do. ^^] * Melpomene follows, glancing around curiously. He hasn't been to the Spires much... [It's very shiny.] [can plants talk?] [No.] { {.....and OHMYGODI'MINABODY...... ALONE...... BREATHE..... remember to BREATHE..... K...........BREATH....... GOD, they're even breathing DIFFERENT GASSES.......} {Breathe and don't break it. Breathe and don't break it. Breathe and don't break it.....}} "Kr-ree. Pt." .oO(I think it's trying to tell me something.) [Water me, bitch. ^^] * Pigeon|Zha`an chirps up at Shehariah - "Ehvee?" [Aw, look, he's a pokemon!] [Evee! Evee!] [.........I hate you Kenny. ^^] "Evee?" "...evee?" * Joe is a mature Judge and doesn't crack up. From Session 23: * Joe opens the door onto a ... well, a messy office. Magazines scattered across the desk, along with very NOT-ordered paperwork. And a few girlie pictures. For, ah, Role-maintenance, right. [to Plant] "Where'd the pigeon go? Did you let go of it?" * pottedPlant|Zha`an .... waves a little. [Dude, the plant can't answer much. ;)] [that won't save you from rigorous questioning!] * Shehariah glances at Melody. "Does your role have a car? How are we supposed to get around?" [Let Zha'an drive! :D] [........ /yes/! We'll perch the crow on the dashboard, have a snake working the wheel from the seat, and two squirrels jumping up and down on the pedals!] ["Can I see your driver's liscence?" "CAW!"] "Thank you." "Sure thing, sweets." "...sweets?" "It's a... y'know, an affectionate nickname for someone of the female gender." "...I'll accept you meant it that way." Joe's in a phonecall from his office "...order ten boxes of - one moment-" He digs the cellphone from his pocket and tosses it to Mel with a nod. [raspberry truffle body paint?] * Melody gives Sheh another /weird/ look and says, "No." .oO(I've only been a /real/ angel for a couple /months/...) [I know, that's why no inquisition back when Mel was a reliever.] [She hasn't even had time to 'break in' her new Vessel! ^^] [/me doesn't comment, doesn't comment, DOESN'T COMMENT!] [ "Yet."] * Kenneth waits to get told where he's chauffering them to. .oO (There's a Judge in my car. >_<) [ [apologizes to Ken]] "...Ken? When was the last time a roving triad visited you?" * Kenneth twitch. "....during the Summer." "...that sounds like a long time ago. Can I ask you a few questions?" * Kenneth sighs. "The answers are what they should be. All right?" "So, you're not dissonant, discordant, expect to become so soon, know anything else I may be interested about, and you enjoy your job? ...alright then." [/me having finally found a web site that says the American crow weighs just over a pound. ^_^] [but we're in canada...] [The crows don't know that. :P] [/me must note that Melody is now, er, going to be less than inclined to talk to Sheh about it for a Very Long Time...] [...armageddon?] "I mean....... is it just /git/ you're thinking about, or /pain/?" "...git?" "Hard to say it. Fuckin' beak." * Ariadne sighs. "Judgement Seraphim tend to be the most annoying and stick-up-butt of our breed. Idiomatically." * Melody notes to Sheh, "Public transportation won't kill you, you know..." "I can't drive anyway, though." "I don't think it will, but do we have enough money for that?" [Am: "Damn, you guys were POWERLESS without me!"] [You have about $500 in small amounts, Sheh.] * Shehariah digs into her suitcase, pulls it out, and hands it over. "Ah, I have however much... this amount is." [Zha'an's just bitter 'cause he can say neither "War" nor "Michael". :P] From Session 24: [nods] Do I know Choir? ...Choirmate. ...Michael let a Punisher act as Seneschal? ...wait!} [Hmm. Did Melaine ever see Shedite!Zha'an do a 'Gene Simmons tongue' ID?] [*notes that a crow with its tongue out is a crow with its mouth open*] [*notes likewise* :P] [no, that was an intimate moment shared only with am and di] * Melody oooos and looks around at stuff, like a good little interested teenage girl wandering around a historical site, moving toward the terminus. * Shehariah doesn't look as interested/cute. [Y'know, we really oughta start bringing Mercurians along on these expeditions. Investigative techniques and all that.] [Joe sweats. He has... um... NPC work to do! Yeah, that's it! You can go get yourselves a DIFFERENT Mercurian!] * Melody nods back to Sheh and mouths: 'Idea. Talk later.' Then goes over, pays (holding out the money long enough so Sheh can /see/ how much $16 is, and count it out herself... [ahem]), and starts back outside... * Shehariah does NOT watch the monetary transaction with awe. [Yes, I realise we're in a grassy field. But that would be a bad plan. ^_^] [Zha'an? It's also January.] [......yes. It sure is. ^_^] [Cardinal Z, how do you respond to the child molesting allegations?] [I was a crow at the time!] [[holds up Leda. And ducks. ^^]] [No, dear. Swans.] "Call me Edmund." * Crow|Zha`an would smile if he had lips. [Edmund, Malakite of War! A name to strike FEAR into the hearts of demons everywhere! FEAR I tell you!] "Some of us consider it polite to find it out first, but, eh, you're just a Judge... investigating a crime, and such things might not be important to you right now, hmm?" [believes it's true. But is being sarcastic.] [*SNICKERS*. Poor Hyena. Er, I mean. Poor Hyena.] * Edmund twitches. "...Look, Judge, I was a bit rude earlier. I'm sorry. Under some pressure here about the Harhas thing." [doesn't believe he's sorry.] [believes he's under some pressure.] Shehariah rolled the d666: 2 4 CD: 6 * Melody blinks. "Er, he's Aberdeah, and I heard it somewhere?" [vague gesture] [Full Truth - His name's Aberdeah, and Mel heard the name in a 'So, you're from Toronto? Do you know Aberdeah's Tether?' when chatting with Warriors.] [he succeeded in an INT roll! You're all apart of a big game for the fun of supreme god-like beings! The Truth is staggering!] * Crow|Zha`an will possess a pansy. Because it amuses him. ^_^ ["The Warriors don't water me! BARBAROUS BUTCHERS! Ahem."] * Melody peers at the other notes. * Shehariah also reads. ["....theplantsareweakohsoweak..."] * Melody shrugs. "Kind of music." Blinks at 'cereal'. ["Most: drank lots of milk; least: choked my eater on the way down"] * Melody makes a note. Ask Ahriannah about cereal. Weird... ["Lucky charms not actually magically delicious. Seraph most displeased."] [Ahriannah: "It's all... *sticky*."] [apple jacks do not taste like apples...] ["Not going to try 'Life' cereal. Fear dissapointment."] * Shehariah comes out, and looks under the bed. >look under bed. | >>There is nothing under the bed, not even dustballs. [nothing makes elohim fall like EMO!] [............................aaaaaaaaactually........] * Edmund nods to them and goes off to find someone to water the plants. [Edmund can't handle water himself. ;)] [ "I am a brave Malakite Seneschal! I do not... 'water' the 'plants'."] [What's a bird take up? A Force?] [/me doesn't think 9 crows can carry a human. Now, an African swallow.....] ["and so our Kinetic Z is converted into POTENTIAL Z..."] ["You can trace this all the way back to the big bang..."] [Bom-chicka-wow-wow.] From Session 26: [/me emotes and lies, wheeeee!] ["This is corrupt..."] [/me shushes Shehariah. Is a Swordie. If /she/ can do it...] [...the the seraph of judgment should start also? ^_^;] * Soupgirl *chews* on her lower lip. "Hmmm... I think she said something about seeing some family or something..." * Melody ...blinkblinks. "Ohhhh. I guess that might explain why..." .oO(ACK! Ack ack ACK!) Crow|Zha`an rolled the d666: 3 1 CD: 6 [/me patpats his carefully-crafted dice script, favours it with a proud look, then glances around shiftilly. :P] [Yaaaaaaaaay GM-mercy! :P Nice GM! GOOOOD GM! Frieeeeeeeeeeend GM. :P] [/me has the sudden urge to possess 20 plants. Because he can. ^_^] "Yeah, I understand. Just that most people don't visit their friends at work *here* and you're the third or fourth person who's been 'round here for her." [Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Plot.] [/me munches. Chews thoughtfully.] "Zha'an, can you ask Ari when was the last time she had a judgment triad visit her?" "Any reason, specificayee?" .oO(...Does interrogation-by-proxy even WORK? o_O) [/me suggests that 2nd Ed. IN make Kyrios' secondary name 'The Cellphones'.] Crow|Zha`an rolled the d666: 2 2 CD: 5 Yay! You're in a plant thing flower wossname! [/me was looking for the Deed of "Skirting The Truth" or "LYING!", see. ^_^] [what? By asking Zha'an to ask Ari about stuff?] [No, by "Just... call it intuition".] [= "I'm suspicious for no easily explainable reason other than I'm a big tyrant."] "Okay. Um. The notes.... " Pauses. Speaks a little more quietly. "There's 'un that says 'A. nervous yateyee. Mispyanted the root vegitabis. Remember to check this.'" Peers up at Ari. [/me fully realises the note is ABOUT Ahriannah. :P] [Unless anyone has some errands to do along the way, you get there without incident.] [Nothing here...] [listening to conversations and pointing out false statements?] [Grand Seraph Hobby, dat.] [random bus conversations. "I love you!" "I love you too, darling, I'll be yours forever." "...lies."] * Shehariah blinks. "...Where is she going?" * Ahriannah flips through the book, not answering. "...Hey." [/me orders you all to GROUP HUG THE SERAPH OF FLOWERS! STERNLY!] "...where did you go?" * Melody says, cheerful, "Out!" "...what is out?" * Melody points at the door, cheerful! * Melody looks utterly Mercurianly fluffy and innocent and cute. [Awwwwwwwww.... lookit the cute widdwe MALAKITE OF THE SWORD........] * Crow|Zha`an stands away from Ari's neck, like he's readying himself to move. Eyes the group, to see if we actually /are/. [this IS a fun party! ^_^] * Jordan looks at Ahriannah. "If you would, please give me your impressions of the other angels in this room, barring myself and my triad-members." * Ahriannah clears her throat, nervous. "Ah... Zha'an was in my care after Redemption; he's shown himself to be kind and is very careful with his hosts, though he seems somewhat afraid to take a human host at the moment. He has some grief not yet dealt with, but is doing his best to atone for it." * Ahriannah says "Melpomene is... more quirky, I think, not what I was expecting from a Malakite of the Sword. She seems... kind, however, and understanding, and her presence here implies to me that her Archangel has faith in her honour. She was a Punisher before Redemption, but I don't see signs of it now. She is also very sensitive to being pushed about her Redemption, and I've seen it make her angry and defensive." ["Shehariah's a bitch." the end] "I realize that... but I've been trying to do all I can." * Jordan says, "Yes. And you desire... recognition for that?" [/me doesn't scream 'IT'S A TRAP!'. Honest.] * Jada-dan does _not_ pat Melody on the shoulder. [/me thanks Jada-dan politely, OOCly, while ICher does her blessedest to Empty herself.] [ * Jada-dan does not offer to help Mel Empty herself.] [ * Jada-dan does not use that resonance.] [/me ...pauses. ...fine, that's acceptable. She thinks.] * Jordan says, dryly, "Seraphim are very bad with emotional subtleties, are we not?" "...I'm not exactly sure what 'emotional subtleties' means." * Jordan confides, as an aside, "Much to the dismay of my Mercurian instructors, I'm not exactly sure either." [ * Jordan . o O (Quick, you're back in the classroom. The situation is thus. What does the Seraph do now?)] [ And if you /do/ figure it out..... come back and let us know, 'cause we're all stumped.] [* Dominic shushes the Kyrio! You're not supposed to tell!] [We can pause until next week...] [and then the DRAMATIC CONCLUSION] [Where we find out Ari is pregnant with Jordan's child!] [* Jordan goes ACK?????] [ [SOB!]] From Session 26: * Shehariah nods, thinks it over for a second, then says: "Melpomene... whatever you're struggling with, you don't need to do it alone. When you're ready to confront your... issues, I will help you, if you wish it." * Jordan nods. "And if she doesn't want to talk about it..." he prompts softly. "And if you don't want to talk about it, I won't push you. Breaking your spirit would solve nothing." * Ahriannah gets up - trying not to dislodge the crow - and pours a cup of coffee, then comes over to Melody and hands it to her. "Here." She passes a hand comfortingly along Melody's shoulders. [* GM checks her pockets and finds... a Flowers Servitor! How lucky is that?] * Ahriannah pauses "...I hope that what was in it was okay? I didn't think to ask..." [ * Jordan is instantly curious as to what's in the coffee -- beyond milkoid substances and sugar -- but does not ask.] [Bourbon.] [scotch coffee, canadian coffee...] * Melody eyes the Elohite, dark. Finishes coffee. Looks at Ahriannah, one eyebrow raised eloquently. [/me breaks out the eyebrows. Fear.] * Jordan sticks his head out the door, and asks, "Zha'an, Domination, are you possessing any plants in the room that we will be talking to Ahriannah in?" [ "'Cuz that's cheating."] [ [eyes Jordan]] [* Jordan nods. It is cheating. (Meep! No Princes!)] [ [Eyes Jordan's pants.]] [* Jordan meeps and edges away from the Princess.] [ [eyes Jordan's...no.]] [[ducks] ^^] "Sheh, you pointed out that 'more eyohim could be fa'ing' 'en 'e 'ere talking earlier. Makes sense to me." ["More Elohim could be MUMBLE MUMBLE talking earlier!"] [See? PERFECTLY clear!] Crow|Zha`an rolled the d666: 2 1 CD: 2 * GM rolls the d666 and gets 3, 4 CD: 3 [CAW. You're in.] * Crow|Zha`an /looks/ at Shehariah. Stalks a little closer to her. * Crow2|Zha`an nuzzles Mel's cheek. [I love Kyrios. "I hug THEM BOTH!"] * Melaine 's lips quirk. He rattles off an address, blandly. "BDSM parlor. Thus, part two of why we don't want the Judge with us." * Crow2|Zha`an nods. "I can't go in, though, can I? I'd look suspicious." [The crow wants to be beaten!] [would not put it past a DH servitor to bring a crow in 'as a customer'. ^^] [BDSM Parlour = DEN OF DISSONANCE!] [/me notes that Shehariah *WILL* get curious about this *EVENTUALLY*, he's sure..... >.> "Where did you to go?" "Um..... nowhere." "A BDSM PARLOUR TO MEET A HABBALITE?" "Ummm...... maybe? LOOK! PENGUINS!"] ["YOU LIE! THERE ARE NO PENGUINS!"] [THERE COULD BE PENGUINS! IT'D BE NICE IF THERE WERE A FEW PENGUINS! OH, WHY WON'T YOU LET ME HAVE A FEW PENGUINS???] [Penguins don't come from next door, they live IN THE ANTARCTIC!] [I love you guys so very much.] * Crow2|Zha`an nods. "Even a mouse 'ould be in /danger/, but yes." [Unless it's El-Ussa's MOUSE OF DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.....] [ [shines her head pridefully]] [The "Is that a Mouse in your Pocket or are you just - HEY! That IS a mouse in your pocket!" trick is a very popular Kyriotate one.] * Melaine whispers to the mouse along the way to the BDSM parlor, confidentially, "Of course, I prefer cats. But don't worry, I won't find one. Really. The Flowerchild would be annoyed with me." <-- just getting into character. Really. The mouse peers at Melaine and twitches its whiskers affably. The mouse cleans its face. * Crow2|Zha`an eyes it. Resonates. Crow2|Zha`an rolled the d666: 6 2 CD: 3 * GM rolls the d666 and gets 1, 1 CD: 4 [.....The mouse maintains its footing. Washing its face is important business, you know!] [that's no mouse! That's... ANDRE!] [...... I love you. :P] [ [leers]] [/me does not want Andremouse in his pants, thank you.] [And today, the part of Melaine will be played by Richard Gere!] [ "...I'm in a /BDSM/ parlor, not /that/..."] [ .oO([sigh] At least the Kyriotate isn't Animals.)] The jingle of the bell over the door catches the attention of the young (possibly too young to be legally working here?) blonde secretary. She (he? No breasts...) is wearing a pink jacket, a crop top with the word 'jailbait' scrawled on it and, from what can be seen, hot pants and platform boots. The secretary's currently watering an orchid when the bell rings] [oh my god.] [I love you Haru and Kels. ^_^] [........ /heeeeeeeee/.] [/me is in a pocket. ^^] * Mouse|Zha`an just needs to see... /something/. Preferably not something that's about to be flogged. [/me beats a houseplant in a contest of wills. Is so glad. :P] * Plant|Zha`an prays for all he's worth that Noe doesn't keep this plant just so she can beat on it..... * Noe sighs. "I'm not able to give you as much light as you need, and every time someone shows up I have to shove you under the desk like that... your roots can't be happy with all the jostling." truly apologetic to the Orchid. Goes back to watering it carefully. * Melaine quirks an expressive eyebrow. "Oh? Company?" [.oO(Mel could never be an Elohite. He'd have no eyebrows!)] * Mouse|Zha`an suspects Mel wouldn't appreciate him crapping in his pocket. [O:)] [Or )OO:)O:))O:, as the case may be.] * Melaine 's lips quirk. "A probable yes, at any rate. There's always the chance I may be assigned to something else." [somewhat overdramatic sigh] "You know demons and their paranoia about our Choir..." .oO(...As in: 'ACK! BLACK WINGS! RUN!') "You can have the use of my secretary. You may find the little fellow useful." ["useful" eh?] [Yep. 'useful' [makes blowjob motion.]] The stereo crackles to life. "Good day. You requested to speak with me?" The voice is gender-neutral and pleasant. * Crow|Zha`an recoils, and flaps a few times, then trots forward, hesitantly, to peer at the stereo. Glances back up at Shehariah. [ .oO(AUGH! Shedite of Technolo...wait.)] Barak nods the animation. "Of course. Hop into the phone, dial the number, hop to the phone it connects to when it's picked up." "...that wouldn't put you at too much risk?" [ Nah. Did it while we were talking. She's being held in a house at...] * Crow|Zha`an stumbles, flaps to keep his balance. "....... you're in the /machine/......" Sounds breathless. States the obvious. "Yes! It's very comfortable in here." * Crow|Zha`an blinks at 'comfortable'. "But...... but you can't /move!/" * Barak says "But I don't need to! Look at what I've *got* in here!" he draws up a webpage about kitchen sinks. "...what are Vapulan Force Catchers?" * Crow|Zha`an shudders involuntarilly. Has SEEN Vaputech. Can only imagine. [Elevator: [toothy grin]] [/me notes, deadpan, that Jeanites use 'em too. As do others. Mmm, Shedim-vacuums...] [Yes, but the Jeanite Force Catchers make a neat 'whum-whum' noise and don't let off a strange smell.] * Noe takes the mouse. Does not understand, but does not want to be rude and ask. Just looks confused. Holds the mouse carefully and pets it. ["This mouse... will be your sexual partner today..."] ["Today, the part of Noe will be played by Richard Gere!"] [Better than Melody and Noe and Death By Cute (TM)? ^^] [...And Cute Mousie Zha'an. My god.] [/me eyes Sheh. Note to self: cute her up a bit.] * Melaine suggests, mild, "You can be useful, still. I'm merely trying to figure out exactly how." [ [makes blowjob motions]] Barak-computer hums, "Greetings!" * Noe blinks at computer! Doesn't say anything, but WOW that's cool. Jet doesn't even know how to work the screensaver on his in the main office! [/me is, incidentally, enjoying corporeal affection and *not* going "EEEEEEEEEEEEW! FLEEEEEEEEESH!"] * Barak says "You're welcome to it. There's no charge here. ...well, no *fee* at any rate." [He's scared as all hell, obviously, but he is thankful for the attempt the computer made at hospitality.] [The computer is crazy. The computer is happy. This computer wants to make you happy. This will drive you crazy...] * Noe wants to go back to Mistress's. At least things make sence there. And he won't be constantly waiting for the bad thing to happen, because nothing is this good without some deep badness hidden. [...even the mouse?] [The mouse is an *angel!* :P] [And the orchid?] [...... the orchid was also an angel. :P] [ . o O (The kid was a mess, a real mess. His spine had been so cleanly removed he had jellyfish seething in envy....)] [* GM does EVIL LAUGH of KYRIOTATE OF LIGHTNING!] From Session 26-B: <> Jada-dan rolls the d666 and gets 6 3 CHECK: 4. <> Jada-dan drats. <> Ahriannah thbbbts. Jordan recites, "To my knowledge, there are no formal charges brought against you, Most Holy." Then he drops to a less-formal mode, and says, "You were nervous about us. Is it something besides the usual less-than-serene reaction to Judgment?" <> Harukami says "Well, that and Shehariah pointed fingers. ^^" <> Jordan does not consider Shehariah's fingers to be formal charges. Ahriannah sighs. "...there is a personal indescretion in my history. My Archangel is aware of it and has pardoned it." <> Demiurge | And it had absolutely nothing to do with putting a VD POSITIVE sign on Michael's private loo. <> Ahriannah says "DIRTY lies. ...it was a 'make love, do war' sign." <> Demiurge says "Not a FREE BLOWJOBS HERE one?" <> Ahriannah says "As far as I know, Michael does not give free blowjobs. I could ask." Jordan murmurs, "Undoubtedly." He regards his fellow Seraph with slightly hooded eyes. Ahriannah rises to fetch herself more coffee. <> Jordan says "Judgment Seraph Technique #15. Quiet regard till the subject babbles a Truth.... Drat." <> arcangel wonders if Ahriannah is going to resonate _that_... <> Ahriannah's player looks and remembers Oh yes! Ahriannah has a resonance too! <> Harukami rolls the d666 and gets 2 6 CHECK: 2. <> Ahriannah shakes it. It appears to not work. Drat. <> Jordan whews! Jada-dan says, firmly, "As it should be. If your perspective is overly biased, it is a short step to lying to yourself about your chances and hers. And once that happens, it is a short step to lying to _others_, Seraph." <> Jada-dan pokes Seraph buttons. Poke, poke, poke. <> Ahriannah thbbts. Yeah, well... HERE, have a HABBALITE! <> Jada-dan juggles the Habbalite and gets oven mitts! Meanwhile, Jordan makes notes about 'Involved with a Habbalite, as redemption candidate. Possible bias. Must be watched.' <> Ahriannah covers her face. It was one time! She was drunk! Daslethe steps up, relaxing into a smile, and offers her hand too, silently. Ahriannah shakes it. "Sorry to take so much of your time." Daslethe attunes. "It's our job." From Session 27: * Noe wonders when life got so complicated. Very quiet "So... I'm not gonna get... killed?" * Melaine shakes his head, holding. "Not killed. Not hurt, either." [Zha'an . o O (...... much.)] * Crow|Zha`an nods. "I know how you feel there." His voice is still gentle, and has the faintest hint of sorrow there. [It's a rich, nuanced crow-squak, y'see. :P] [Well, Mel has his eyebrows, so fair's fair.] [* Mel's eyebrows bow.] [* GM throws roses at Mel's eyebrows. Encore.] [* Mel's eyebrows tapdance!] [* Mel twitches.] [Hell, Jean's a micromanager........ he won't mind sitting on Noe if one of his Seneschals asks, riiiight? And I'm sure he and Mel would have *so much* to talk about....] [[...SNRKS.] Cyth? MEAN.] [You sadist. I like you.] [* Jean will not 'sit' on the Impudite. He will brain-break... er, HELP him.] [I'm an easy GM like that. Window? Sure. Microwave? Why not. Nuclear weapon? SURE THING!] [/me usually draws the line at nuclear weapons. Usually.] [Well, yeah, they tend not to be just lying around. Unless you're on assignment in Iraq.] [That was MY bit of politically incorrect humor for today!] * Shehariah curses, in Pidgin Angelic. [/me blinkblinks. Would Angelic /have/ curses? :P] [Sure! "LIES and PLAGUE!"] [..."Legion!"] [Disharmony! Off-Key!] [/me thinks 'Liar' is one of the worse insults in angelic.] ["Being a kyrio gives a great sense of direction. If you have more than one host, you can find yourself anywhere..."] * Mouse|Zha`an brrrs a little. Cuddles up the the warm purported- human. [...o.O Please tell me that's not cuddling up the warm purported-human a la Richard Gere? [ducks] ^^] [The rectum is the warmest part of the body... right?] The walk goes quickly and, for Noe, warmer than before. Amazing how he can walk in six-inch platforms and not fall on ice. * Noe is talented that way. "...you don't know what 'Jailbait' is, do you?" * Noe shakes head. "Nooo... but that's what everyone called me, so it can't be something bad, right?" * Melaine ...coughs. Notes mildly to Noe, "Just because 'everyone does it' doesn't mean it's a good thing." [knocks] [/me suggests choosing to take 'jailbait' as a compliment? :P ("It means..... ah....... YOUTHFUL! Yes, thaaaat's it....")] "I think you belittle yourself..." * Noe cuddles mouse. ...Doesn't know what belittle means. It's a big word. o_o [well, Sheh knows it... it can't be that big... can it?] "POTENTIAL. /Full/ of it. Innocence, too. ...Lust-Taker, mind. But not the usual fare at /all/." * Noe waves to Ken timidly. Thinks on Sheh's question. "Love is great. It's all happy and fluffy and warm. At least, I'd imagine so.. I don't really know..." * Melaine ...smiles slightly, if a bit sad. [whispers again:] "...see?" [/me EYES the...... cousins. *snickers*] * Ken kisses Melaine, gently. * Noe nods. Whispers to Sheh and... well, the crow too. "Should we give them some privacy?" About Mel and Ken. "Huh?" [turns back to see them] "I didn't notice... do you both want privacy?" "It is... because Heaven is the side of God, and all of the goodness in the world. Hell is the place of those that've abandoned that... but some don't deserve that fate, like yourself. You can become something better." [gah, I sound like a born-again christian...] [You're an angel! You're supposed to! O:D ] * Crow|Zha`an sighs, and nods. "I don't think it can be /described/ in Engish." [Engrish. "Heaven is the very good. Now it really well wonderful!"] "It's a long story. Well, not really, but... I guess it's complicated. I just... I made a promise to someone. I can't redeem." [/me lays bets on ELLY? :P] [...Elly?] [/me whistles. Uh... LOOK! PENGUINS!] [ELLY! :D] [No, no, really guys... PENGUINS!] [[points!]Look behind you! A three-headed monkey! [runs!]] [YOU LIE! THERE ARE NO PENGUINS!] [[giggles!]] [Them too! THREE-HEADED MONKEY PENGUINS!] [...Thalia?] [we're all way too androgynous.] [There's no such thing as too androgynous.] [/me has a gender! Just doesn't tend to check what it /is/.] [Ken and Melody aren't androgynous! ...they're cousins. Er. ^^] "I 'orked alongside her other friend. Diamante, a Tempter." [Orked.] [Ork! Y'know, where Mork comes from!] [Why does everyone hate it when I smile? ^^] [Pavlovian conditioned response, of course. :P] [Because you're the GM? ^^] [Because we have good reason to?] [Mmmmm, evil.] [The wider the smile, the sharper the knife.] [Yes!] [/me sighs. And smiles. ^^] * Noe winces a little at Sheh's statement. Wow, lap is suddenly interesting. Pet the mouse... * Mouse|Zha`an is petted! Would purr, except isn't a cat. [Noe is such a babyMerc. :)] [He /is/. ^^] [Trans-celestial] "What am I supposed to tell her, then? I mean, beyond asking her if she's okay?" "I don't think 'Hi, Elly, it's me, by the way, have you considered redemption?' would sound too good." * Crow|Zha`an shakes his head. [PA] "Got another crow outside, and a Bluejay at Fort York." [...... and I *THIIIIIINK* that's allllll.......] [/me would lose his other body if it weren't screwed on.....] [You make it to the phonebooth without incident! There are no Calabim of the Game in the bushes!] [Wow, okay, cuz I was REALLY expecting that.] [They're like ninjas.] [only evil] [ "We are bushes. Move along, citizen."] From Session 28: [/me thinks Mouse is on Noe, Crow1 is in the appartment, and Crow2 is circling above the phonebooth?] [on Noe.... SOMEWHERE on his person...] [*insert Richard Gere joke*] [/me lubes up the Richard Gere joke for insertion.] [................................. woooooooooooooow.] "I don't think they'll find her." * Melaine mutters something under his breath. "Oh, they may /find/ her, but they probably won't /tell/ anyone..." [..... there ARE NO SYNONYMS FOR 'TAKE A WALK' THAT DON'T INVOLVE W OR L!] "Really, you're welcome to the run of the house as long as we get the bedroom. And no stealing my swords and murdering us." "Other than that, I'm fine with whatever." "...you think one of us would steal your swords and kill you both?" "No, it's just a general house rule." "You know, 'wash your hands before you prepare food', 'no stealing swords and murdering their owner.'" [* Mel has obviously been rubbing off on Ken! ...yes, yes, in more ways than one...] [^_~] * Rhea picks up. "Rhiannon." * Noe brightens! "Hi Mistress! It's me, Noe!" [This bodes so badly. So very, very badly. ^_^;;;] "It's okay, Noe." She sighs. "Are they abusing you?" * Noe pets mouse. Needs to ask Mel if the mouse has a name. Still feels bad, though. "Oh no... not at all. Uh! Ignoring me, mostly, like I said before, yes." [. o O (We're professional DHers! We ignore mostly- useless Impusubs. Er.)] * Noe smiles. "Zha'an. That's a cool name." Noe pets Zha'an in place of a handshake. "Sheh...ariah..? That's a long name." "Oh... hmm... Shehariah... Sheh-ariah." [giggles] "Sherry." [aside] ".....I don't like that name." "Oh." [looks down. Kicked puppy!] * Shehariah grimaces. [to Noe] "I'm not mad at you! Just, try to think of something else?" [/me suggests 'Cher'.] ["I got you babe..."] ["...no."] * Crow2|Zha`an follows Shehariah and Jetreth, flying waaaaay above and keeping an eye out for STUFF! [THERE IS NO STUFF. ONLY ZUUL. You make it to the apartment without incident still!] "What about just: 'Sheh'? That's what most people used." [ "THAT's not cute at ALL!"] [It really isn't.] [ "Your point?"] [The closet is probably just large enough for a small Impudite, if dark.] * Noe is scared of the dark. ;.; * Mouse|Zha`an will be there? [...spying? =b] [Scandal!] [Voyeur mouse!] [Gere?] ["God, did you get dressed in the DARK?" "Why yes. Yes I did."] [....He has cute little socks with strawberry shortcake on them.] "Hang on, I'll check the closetspace." He heads into the bedroom. [...... "I smell sex and.... candy...." *runs away*] [...[snickers] "No candy. Really. This time." [winks]] "Feel free." [...but not cheap.] ["THE WORLD IS OVERFLOWING WITH LIGHT AND JOY!"} "But?" [hope!] [as opposed to wishes. "I wish I was bulletproof... but I hope I don't get shot."] From Session 29: The voice murmurs in French to someone. (Does Noe speak French?) [Noe doesn't speak a word of french.] [/me speaks French! But Zha'an doesn't.] ["Qui est-ce?" "Quelque diable." "Un DIABLE? Envoyez les Malakim!"] "I believe she mentioned you, Noe, but do you have any way of proving your identity?" "Proving my identity? Like how...?" ["I can do this one trick with my tongue... perhaps you heard of it?"] ["Oui; je soupconne que c'est une Prendeur...." "..... je /deteste/ les Prendeurs. Laissez-moi aveindre mon epee....." "Oh, ca c'est toujours ta solution!" ".....et?" "Hmpf. /Rois/." "/Hmpf/. /Amis des Hommes/."] "Fine, alright. I just want to know where my friend is." [desperate] "Your word on that?" [...Eeeeeeee.] "You seem to be a good friend to her." "I try to be as good a friend as she deserves to have." [and somewhere... Yvonne cries.] * Noe also made a little bed for the mouse out of the pocket pack of issues he had in his bag. :D [/me notes that you'll probably have to conceal the mouse in there anyway, due to you riding the subway and all....] ["It's, uh..... my seeing-eye-mouse! Yeah, thaaaaat's iiiiiit......."] ["This is not a mouse. This is a pack of tissues."] * Noe looks around as they get off the train. Oooh. Ahh. Subway. [BEHOOOOLD THE TTC, IN ALL ITS GLORY!] * Crow|Zha`an flutters over, to land nearby. Glances around for obvious mundanes. [Ahhh... um, how are you telling obvious mudnanes? There's nobody with a 'Born to Kick Demon Ass' jacket.] * Shehariah stops close... and... babbles in pidgin angelic. "We're the group that called earlier... angels... with a redeemable demon..." [10 times less stealthy than the actions of DGC1!] [PA] "He wanted to go down and shatter his Heart, and worried we might endanger ourselves by following to help." [PA] ".... he's a very /considerate/ demon." "I promise I'll come back! I'm gonna be an angel, after all!" [Jet in celform, hovering, facing Zha'an/the viewer, and smiling while saying that, and then zooming off, and...wow. SO cinematic. ...and with a very strong air of "this will end in fire", actually... o.o] Melaine rolled the d666: 3 5 CD: 5 [...CD:8. ^^] * GM MUTTERS. [/me pats. ^^ Feel free to cut to significant identifying- stuff? ^^] LOOK! ANGEL! MERCURIAN! YOU CAN TELL, BECAUSE OF THE SIGNIFICANT HONOUR READINGS? A djinn glowers at you, 'bouncer' pinned to one of its tattered wings. "Hey! Did you get permission to use that Tether??" [thinks fast!] "I-I'm sorry... I needed to get back here in a hurry... angels were following me, I think I lost them, but I didn't want to risk staying and being beheaded...." "Huh. Okay, sign your name here - and while you're at it, try these!" It shoves two little plastic cups at you, both full of carbonated dark beverage. * Jetreth will take the Shal Mari Metro. Sure. Why not? ^^ ["The only other passenger is a purple balseraph..."] [I love the line in YAH "Remarkably few trains go missing, never to be heard of again."] [What's the roll on that? ;)] * GM rolls the d666 and gets 6, 5 CD: 3 [Hopefully the target number was 12.] [Why do I have so much fun running scenes in Hell?] [Home-turf advantage?] Your Heart is in the plus and sensual Heart Room, which is currently unguarded. A wail, like a bombshell, passes over the building. And suddenly, all is silent. * Jetreth is TOTALLY still during the wail. [Descend to Heart. Break Heart. Ascend to Earth. Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom.] [ba-da-DEAD] "Oh, oh, oh, my children blind in the dark, blind without light with light light-blinded, oh, oh, oh..." [......................................DUDE! :D] "Going up in flames sounds frightening." "So they're probably scared." "What is fear, to you?" She tilts her head curiously. "What is fear? It's....... it's my life. That's what it means to live for me, being afraid, that is.... I fear my prince, my fellow servitors... I fear being myself, I fear being killed for what I want to be. ... I'm afraid to live." * Jetreth hardly even needs a moment to think this over. He reaches out and takes the woman's hands. ".... I want to go home." It burns. From Session 30: [murmurs, voice somewhat wistful, fingers twitching] "I cannot abide cruelty." * Jetreth looks down. Knows in Hell you don't speak unless asked a direct question by your Superior, but not sure how things work in Heaven. "Can you abide cruelty, Jetreth?" Her voice is sympathetic. * Gabriel beams at him, suddenly bright. "That's right. That's right, warm in here." She taps his chest. "We have business. You ...hmm. First... first. First, a Heart." * Jetreth speaks timidly, afraid this is going to count against him somehow. "I broke my last one." "I-in Hell, that is. I broke it." * Gabriel beckons! "Come, come, we've important business, those starched-cloaked angels have these mazes they like us to run now and then. Paperwork, as if it means more than you standing here and burning. Come!" * Jetreth has NO IDEA what that means. * Gabriel lands on the steps of the crystal building and, ignoring the startled bows of the door-guards, peers up after Jet. "You come in! Find someone to show you to the room where they will ask you silly questions. I must go ahead!" * Jetreth tries to land. And falls flat on his ass. The lion-Cherub nods to Jetreth. "India can walk you through the steps. You're to be presented to the Seraphim Council." "Thankyousir." .oO(Seraphim Council? Oh, that doesn't sound too scary... JUST UTTERLY FRIGHTENING! I'm gonna die...) [/me sits back with a cup of tea and watches and advises snootily via /msg. Ah, it's good to be GM] [...[goes 'oh, duh'] One more thing, please, Kels: What was Jet's most 'deviant' behavior (by Judgment-standards), and how long ago did he commit it?] [[thbbts at Haru! ^^]] [*coughcoughsodomycough*] The room is very large. And full of Archangels - recognizable vaguely from some of the balprop he'd have heard; surely Michael is that large gent with the axe; David's almost certainly the naked one - the short fellow with the long black hair dressed entirely in black snakeskin *must* be Laurence... * Jetreth will later allow himself a little bit of pride in the fact that he didn't faint right then and there. The Seraph - Seraph? He's in Heaven, he *must* be a Seraph, though his wings are hidden inside that cloak - in the black black cloak rises and sings, a deep bass tone, "Jetreth." * Jetreth raises a hand "Oh! That's me! .....but... you knew that... okay, yeah." He loweres his hand quickly and looks down at the floor. Oh, interesting floor. "And, I already know down there, Hell, we're lied to, so... I decide to take the chance on that Heaven really is the wonderful place my angel friends said it was. And... It is." [Jet is SO long-winded. He's like a little kid telling a story. "And then, and then, and then,"] Dominic gives Gabriel a look. It's a tangible look, despite the hood. Gabriel murmurs, "I had personal business. It was business. A business trip. Expenses paid." She giggles. Dominic adds, "You may go, Jetreth. Walk in Justice." * Jetreth blinks. "Uh, yes, archangel, sir...? You too? Um, have a nice day, everyone! Thankyou!" Jet waves to everyone before scampering out. Yes, he scampers quite a lot. * Laurence says, thoughtful, "I see." 'Um... is Mel in trouble, sir?" "If I'm not out of place in asking, that is, if it is I can just shut up now." * Jetreth shuts up. .oO(Oh, sure, if Laurence wasn't gonna just kill you before he sure is now!) [has to draw flusteredcute!Jetreth now.] [...Bowing in front of short!Laurence? ^^] [Indecently ^.^] [... And so Kels's mind goes to the Bad Place.] [Poor Laurence. ^^] [babyMercs. More frightening then any demon prince?] [/me nodnods!] "Um, you as well. And have a nice day, too!" [ .oO(I don't smite it! Augh! What do I do?!)] "........wow." * India ...tinysmiles. Pats Jet's shoulder. "I mean, like WOW." ["I'm never washing this hand again!"] "No offence, archangel, but phonecalls are rather impersonal. I mean, yes, it was safe and all, but... the fact that it was just a 'Hey! Guess what! I redeemed!' phone call seemed to be what got to her most." [* Di /mutters/.] * Jetreth waves at Marc until he's out of sight, then turns to India quickly. "THREE archangels!! THREE!" * Jetreth bounces from foot to foot slightly. "Hey, um... do you know where Marc's tower thing is? .... I want to look up Elly's other friend as soon as I can." [Not a tower. A tower-THING. Tower-like-object. May or may not be an ACTUAL tower...] [In his PANTS] [It's the Big Hot Hard Pillar of Trade.] [* Di goes 'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm'...] * India coughs faintly and indicates the symbol on her breast pocket. [Boobies!] "Ummm.... Marc called him 'Di', but I don't think that's his full name..." [...And, of course, 'Di' is so well-known by now that more isn't /needed/? ^_~] As Jetreth kneels, a pair of, well, men's briefs falls out of his shirt. Jetreth knows HE didn't put 'em there. * Jetreth blink... blink? * Jetreth wonders if it had something to do with that odd man that blew by earlier.... picks up the kitten. "I'm a friend her's too! I Redeemed just today!" * Diamante blinks at Jet. "...you /are/?" [pause] "...you /did/?" [stare] [without really thinking about it] "...Is it something in the water in Shal-Mari, or what?" ["It's strange, it was right after I met this one Balseraph... I just felt this driving force that made me want to get AS FAR from him as I could...."] * Diamante ...nods to Jet, a little wry/self-mocking. "Well, when an Archangel walks up to you and goes 'hey, do you want to Redeem', it's kinda hard to say 'no thanks'..." [blinks at the Seraph] [...leans against it.] [Because THAT's what they did. YEAH. ^^] [[halos] Well, it came /close/... ^^] * Diamante grins. "Relievers are cool like that." [winks] "Besides, there's always Celestial Tongues." [grins] [ .oO(Mmmmmmm, celestial tongues.)] * Jetreth has no real goal in mind, just going out of the building and the bazaar to look at all the NEAT STUFF in Heaven! And you're out! There's a bazaar! There's a huge forest and wooded area off THATAWAY! There's a CITY type thing over THERE! "I don't think I know her. I'm glad to see you interacting with them - though you should know that some of your fellow Gabrielites may look at you oddly for it. Mind the last step." "Last step?" [trip! Thunk!] "He usually appears as a whirlwind, or a large, brawny man." * Jetreth remembers the guy who almost knocked him over at Marc's. Whispers to self "...Nawwww, couldn't be him.... four in one day? No way..." From Session 31: [Look! It's a MELODY! And she's all FULL of Melody-ness!] [Can you tell I'm using caffeine to counter my exhaustion? *I* can!] * Melody pauses at that. .../eyes/ the party. ...moves over to them /fast/ and asks, "...So where's Noe?" "...he ran away." * Melody just gapes at them both. .oO(...WHY did I leave them alone again? WHY?) * Mouse|Zha`an nods at Mel. [PA] "He'd need to get from Perdition to Shal-Mari. I'd only draw attention." [But remember! The GM *loves* it when you do impulsive suicidal things!] * Melody pings the guard. Melody rolled the d666: 6 1 CD: 6 [...I hate you.] [CD:9, baby!] [ The guard is a highly honourable soldier of God who is so honourable that he met his destiny in CHILDHOOD by saving someone's life at the loss of one arm, when he thought it'd be his life at the time. And he's honourable and shit.] [/me drinks tea, innocently. And plots Force-stripping to make her job easier.] [...Hey!] Hearing something that presumably resembles a response, the guard disappears inside. [Suddenly, there's a bloodcurdling scream, ending in a gurgle and a wet crunch...] [Hey! You can't hear that! They've got up silencing - uh. No. You can't hear that. It doesn't happen.] [I like you all! *HUG* :D] [/me ponders resonating just to ID Choir (and not to further use my Obscene Malakite Resonance, /really/... ^^)] [You know, if you use it too much, you'll go blind.] * Melody moodswings. Snaps at Zha'an, "He'd have a better chance if there was /some/ kind of plan other than 'go down and hope'!" [...I'm just amused over here at the fact that you two can both point and laugh at Mel once Jet reappears. ^^ "I /told/ you so!" "..."] [/me gets an image. "...And, Melpomene? Don't yell at your teammates in front of Seneschals." .oO(...But how'm'I supposed to VENT?)] [ [butts in] "You PUNCH them in front of Seneschals." | "Michael? With all due respect, get out of my office."] [/me's player attempts to parse Jet hurting the mouse. ...comes up with a lot of guilt over the mouse accidentally pinching its tail in something. ^^] [/me blinks. ".... in /what/? o_O"] [...In Jet's zipper.] .oO(Phew.) "Oooo, really? Cool! You found out stuff, then?" [beambeam] [.... did an NPC go and solve the case on us /again/? :P] "...what did the senschal say?" [He said DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Doom.] * Melody beams. [Is that a *HABBIE BEAM* by any chance?] [............ I want a Habbie beam now. >.>] [PA] "Do you know how to find the Stonie?" [A hard angel /is/ good to find....] [ "..... yeah, when I said Melpomene had had a True redemption? /About/ that......"] "I think if following another lead has a better chance of finding the cause of disappearing elohim, then we should follow that. But since it appears that we don't know enough information to make a choice, then going to the Marches would be best." [then turns, and looks right into Mel's eyes.] "And I think you're acting very undignified." "MOREOVER." [Said Redemption Candidate would be crying right now if he heard them fighting?] [Friends fighting makes the Baby Mercurian cry.] [YOU SHOULDN'T MAKE BABYMERCS CRY, MELPOMENE.] * Shehariah checks her list. "Um... which Fire servitor did the Stone servitor know?" [toneless] "Rezeph." ["Melpomene, you shouldn't hide your true emotions."] [ .oO(KILL.)] * Mouse|Zha`an peers up at Sheh. [PA] "Got a pocket to spare?" "...there might not be enough space in my pants." "Usual out- oh, your art?" [/me LOVES THE MERCURIANS] (Which reminds me, she can reping!) * Anne rolls the d666 and gets 1, 3 CD: 6 [/me GROOVES] [Ahem. Anne now has free access to Mel's character sheet. You mind?] From Session 32: * Mouse|Zha`an winces a touch, but nods. [PA] "Okay. Let's go." Mouse-smiles. [Stuart Little 3: Lost in TOronto] * Mouse|Zha`an ..... mouses. [...chuu.] [chuu chuu. Chuuchuu?CHUCHU!!! O_O ... Okay, I'm done now, please ignore the idiot behind the computer....] * Dr_Schlauss flips through the log book more. "A week earlier, a Habbalite of Nightmares was caught attempting to infiltrate the clinic and quickly dispatched." ["a month earlier than that, we killed a habballite of dark humour in the dreams of one Matt Wallace..."] [ "Hey! ...wait."] "I attempt to keep a low profile, but if you think it will help the Powers..." He chuckles again. [It's ELI!] [Or........ BELETH! :D] [...Bad mouse!] [But wouldn't that be GREAT? :D] Incident Report, January 2, 2003: [a bizarre murder case has taken place on the outskirts of raccoon city...] "Hey, kid. You're the Flamer they told me they'd be sending down?" .oO(I looked at him and found my foot halfway in my mouth before I even finished my sentence. Flamer? Sure was flaming something awful...) * Noe lolita!cutes "Yessir!" .oO(Oy.) "Heh. Good plan. Or Mel - Mel's a Malakite." "He IS?" [eyes go HUUUUGE] "Didn't she tell you?" [who is also on the bus? Only one or two people?] [An older man reading a newspaper, a bum who looks like he could barely afford the fare, and two teenagers making out in the back] ["Now THERE's a sin! Adultery!"] ["CD:9" "LOOK! IT'S JETRETH!"] [No, you'd know if it was Jet, no ping required.] [He's the one that breaks the gaydar.] ["We'd give you this honor rating, except it's overwhelmed by - OMG! TEH GAY!] * Shehariah closes book, puts in suitcase, closes suitcase, and moves back to the couple. "Hey... you two." They pull away from each other with a sucking smacking noise. The guy goes "What?" "...you're both in public. You should wait until you get home to do that." "I'm being very serious." The guy inexplicably shows Shehariah his middle finger, and goes back to making out with the girl. "Uh huh! It's me! I *REDEEMED*!! After I broke my Heart, Archangel Gabriel was there and she took me to Heaven and made me an ANGEL!" [/me points out that Noe won't recognize Melody.] * Noe takes the mouse, not pausing in his story. "And then I got reassigned here and- ... Where's Mel?" * Noe pauses for a moment. "Oh. Anyways! I'm also here to take care of Mel! Archangel Laurence asked me to HIMSELF!" * Melody ...blinkblinks. "..." From Session 33: "...try it and see?" * Crow|Zha`an grins up at Noe, as much as a crow can. [PA] "Try it and see!" [All right. Who has the party brain today?] * Joe nods. "Then if there's nothing else you crazy kids need me for right now..." "...crazy kids?" "Is that another friendly term?" "It's slang. It means - uh. Fairly impracticed Servitors, in essence. A friendly term for it, yeah." [PA] "Humans use it on their young, as they approach adulthood. Often used on a pair of lovers." * Melody valiantly resists the urge to say 'No orgies with the crow, please'. [..but the mouse is okay?] [Not without Richard Gere.] * Noe nods. "Thanks for all your help, Joe!" And, while unbuckling his seat belt, leans over and kisses Joe. .... none-too-chastely, to say the least. * Joe goggles, hands in the air making desperate 'what the hell' motions before he grabs Jet's shoulders and pulls back. * Joe licks his lips. "Uh. ...Thank you, but. Um. Bwa." [PA] "It all depends. If you kissed a random angel in the Glade, they'd probably take it as an invitation... and probably take you up on it." "An invitation? To what?" [curious] * Crow|Zha`an coughs a little. [PA] "/More/ contact." Chuckles, cawing. "Like, hugs?" * Crow2|Zha`an rears back, and stands with his wings spread, flapping a little. [Puff up! Puff up! They hate when you do that!] [PA] "I'm here with a team, actually." ["Stonies.... like..... teams...... right? RIGHT?"] [Teams... groups.... for various... things.] * Melody does /not/ ogle Stonie butt. Really. She has a boyfriend /and/ a girlfriend already! * Blacksmith leads them back to the small house behind the smithy. "May I offer you anything?" He unties his heavy apron. * Melody shakes her head. "We're just information-hunting, really..." [cute smile] [eyes stay /on/ the face!] * Noe squeaks quietly and looks RIGHT down at the ground. Wow! Ground!! ... Stays quiet. "It did not say where the party was, but it mentioned 'blending in with the crowd'. And... hmmm." * Blacksmith quotes, "'It has been a while since I've had a chase in the country air.'" .oO(... Ack. [pause] ...Ooooo.) * Crow2|Zha`an starts flying back in the direction of Joe's house. [Don't you wish /you/ were a living cellphone?] * Noe idly looks around the room while the others talk. Still paying attention. Hasn't been on the mission long enough to contribute to the questioning. [The room is all *OLD* like!] * Noe ooos silently at all the old-like stuff. ... It must be hard to get it so old so fast! "We can but hope it's dead." * Crow|Zha`an murmurs, [PA] "Or salvageable." * Blacksmith doesn't comment on that. * Crow|Zha`an doesn't comment on the lack of comment. [:D] Shehariah rolled the d666: 6 1 CD: 1 [I guess Sheh won't be made the Bride/Husband of God anytime soon.] [She could become a nun!] [Second Coming of Christ!] [...that's so wrong.] [Isn't he a bit OLD to come twi- Mmm. Sacreligious] [She didn't say in what period of time. :P] [/me missed the question due to the Rapture.] * Noe thinks. Why are ELOHIM being targeted, anyway? .... Is Hell short on Punishers or something? [the shal-mari title of the DGC2 movie: "Hell Needs Angels"] [Didn't we tell you? Rookies aren't allowed to solve cases. :P] From Session 34: [Hmm. Would I know the way to th Opera house?] [You got Area Knowledge?] [/me hangs his head.] [Zha'an: Ask Joe while you're there for a map?] [And fly it back? A one-pound crow cannot carry a two-pound map... now, an African swallow....] ["But what if TWO Kyriotates carried it together?"] [One of these days, I shall subject you to UTTER TORMENT for relying on NPC knowledge.] [...Just so ya know. ^^] [/me suggests we check a /phonebook/? :P] [Now you ruined a perfectly good plan by bringing logic into it.] [...whistles] "Okay. That's new." [pulls out a notebook] "Fire away." [...Servitors of Fire calling you nasty names? Try new FIRE AWAY!] * Joe rises and flips through some notes. "Mmm... role name Bernadette Smelter, Beh-lai, Mercurian of Fire. Seems like she's got a job in the ... bar that's taken the place of the old building." [It's not a proper investigation until you've visited a strip club.] ["The treee! THE TREE ORDERS US TO HAVE FLYING SEX!"] * Melody nods to Noe. And...hmms. Eyes Sheh. "/I've/ been in strip clubs before, 'n' like I said, I don't think my Archangel will mind... y'sure you can deal?" [* Laurence has a heart-attack.] "What? What's upsetting you?" * Melody siiiighs. "Um, 'you're a Seraph of Judgment about to be going to a strip club which moonlights as a Tether to Divine Fire and I've already seen you snark at a pair of mundane humans making out on a bus so you being exposed to lots of humans at a strip club might result in stuff that'd piss off the Seneschal /and/ draw mundane attention and that's bad'?" "...snark? What is snark?" "...Uh-huh, and, you being a Judge and all, you might not think the stuff that happens in a strip club - or regular bar - is 'right', Tether or not. And, you being a /Seraph/ Judge, you might want to tell people about that. And, you being a Seraph Judge in a Tether to Fire populated with mundane humans, That's Bad." She nodnods. [Believes it to be truth/a logical probability.] [..... this pose brought to you by the Department of Redundancy Department.] [headed by the Redundancy Minister of Redundancy Ministers] "It's a divine tether, so I'm not worried about that. We're only going to talk to the seneschal." [Really. Nothing'll go wrong. What're you worried about, anyway? ^^] [YOU!] [You need a car. ^^] [We really do. How much can ten crows carry? :P] TIME PASSES. YOU ARRIVE AT THE PLACE FULL OF STUFF. [...Legal age in Canada for this kind of thing is...?] [19 to drink, 18 to be admitted.] [we've overlooked the obvious obstruction to this plan!] * Mouse|Zha`an looked helplessly up at Noe. Wrings his forepaws a few times. Makes a ring gesture above his head, and then an hourglass figure gesture. From Session 35: [PA] "Ooh - where's the Cathedral? I might as well get a head start." * Melody names the location without even having to think about it. [<-- Swordie.] [ "Get Connected."] * Shehariah follows Noe. Nobody stops you. No Servitors of Secrets kidnap anyone openly as you leave the club. [No seraphs get run over by vans? ^_^;] [/me is also not jumping on a grenade this game plzkthx.] Nightlife goes on as usual. A car full of drunk guys hollars vaguely at Melody, Noe (and Sheh by proxy) as they drive past. Something about hot chicks and do they want to get in the car. ["Oi, darlin'! Darlin'! I'm a wanker! I'm a wanker!"] No other major events happen. One thing I miss about running Hell games is the dangers of making a simple phone call after midnight. Sigh. You make it to the subway station. Unless you wish to do anything unusual, surprising, and otherwise obscure on the subway, you make it out a mere block and a half from St. James Cathedral. [can we inexplicably run into Asmodeus and have Sheh pick a fight? ...nah, that'd be dumb.] * GM rolls the d666 and gets 6, 6 CD: 2 [...nope.] [* Noe idly wonders why he feels a tugging sensation with his shiney bracelet...] [ "Ooooh, the bracelet wants to go /this/ way! Lead on, little bracelet!"] [* Noe knows better than to argue with shiny objects.] [I've this bizarre mental image of Hell trying to get you back by dressing Asmodeus up in drag a la Bugs Bunny.] * GM looks wry but helpful. er, the organist. The Gm is never helpful. * Mouse|Zha`an waits 'till we're back down on the main floor, then peers up at Noe. [PA] "Try resonating him?" "Shouldn't I ask first?" * Mouse|Zha`an chuckles a little. [PA] "Shehariah never does. Um. And it might be important." [..... and I wish that, looking back, I could pick out precisely WHICH of the seneschal's statements was making me SUSPICIOUS AS HELL. >_<] [Your right ear starts hurting as you take your first steps down the hall...] ["why? Vapulaworms crawled in hours ago..."] * Melody reaches up to finger the earring. "...I'm not sure. ...I think 'miracle' works as well as anything else, though." [smile brightens a bit more] [Spending XP = Miracle! :D] "Yes. Whose phone numbers did you want it to block, again?" * Melody rattles off the two numbers. "Habbalite and Seneschal of Dark Humor. They're the only demons who knew the main number. Though you said something about a different phone-plan, too?" "Oh, yes! Forget my own peripherals next." [* Noe rolls a 6 6 CD: 6. Jetreth turns out to be the Antichrist in disguise. And somewhere, Pratchett and Gaiman cry.] There is the sound of a phone ringing. A woman - tall and clad in jeans and a ratty tank-top, blonde-haired and with several facial piercings, a scar on one cheek, and a broken heart tattoo on the other, comes towards the phone. She picks up. "Hello?" [And if I get a Infernal Intervention, I'm going to CRY.] [And I'M gonna laugh] [And I'm gonna scream and wake up my cousin. So don't!] Noe rolled the d666: 5 3 CD: 6 [favorite sexual toy was raspberry truffle body paint...] [* Noe wows! "I like that too!"] From Session 36: [When we last left our mostly-intrepid team, Jet was crying and freaking out and Melody was hugging him] [And Crow2 was doing that freaky crow nuzzling thing he does.] [Heh. Poor Crow3. Can never finish any given task!] [He could find a Crow/4/!] [A gopher would be more properly symbolic, but less mobile. :P] [I dunno, I hear gophers have a strong underground movement] "Are you anywhere else too?" * Crow2|Zha`an nods once. [PA] "Gonna see if I can track down Ari." [There's no point in lying... to a Seraph.... of Judgment.... in Angelic. :P] [The only thing that's better than that is a Seraph talking to Dominic in angelic. Heehee. ^^] [Unless that Seraph is Michael. :P] [Dude, Michael doesn't /need/ to lie. ^^] [He really IS the coolest thing since before sliced bread!] [Superior Seraphim don't...wait! Oh, right. Make that a Seraph of /Revelations/ talking to Dominic in angelic. ^^] [Litheroy talking to Dominic! In angelic!] [With no superior Fuzzing!] * Melody considers. "...Should also prob'ly see about weapons - er, if the rest of you need 'em too. And...hm. My other Vessel's /tougher/, if stuff stays corporeal..." She frees a hand to smooth down her skirt, and mutters, "And better /dressed/ for this. At least it has /pants/..." [If a skirt was good enough for the Scots to fight in.............] [* Melody says, "But mine's ankle-length!"] [GM notes that NPCs may desert you at vital moments] [Oh, they always do. Lousy no-good NPCs. :P] [/me has a mental image of a hick Habbalite with a shotgun.] "Well, we won't know entirely until we get there... but Zha'an just received a new attunement that will make taking violent action hard if he's in the room... We are thinking of having him sneak in first, scout around, and then we'll decide. Apparently there are also underground tunnels beneath the house, but it's unknown if they are escape routes." [..."And the Mercurian is going to need severe counseling after this mission is over."] [PA] "Lovely! Okay. Got a car here, or should I meet you there?" "I've got a car. Y'know, I don't chase *all* perps down on foot." [Need a ride out there....] [You will indeed!] [You're getting a ride.] [In the form of a nurse.] [...baby.] * Noe makes the mouse 'fly', holding it in his hand and moving it at a medium pace around. :D Hums the star trek theme. * Melody pauses, and pokes Sheh in the side. "Can I have my phone back?" She beams. "Yes... and do you need to poke me? I've told you not to do that." [PA] "And the mouse on Jetreth's person is me." * Noe holds up SUPERMOUSE! * Mouse|Zha`an poses. From Session 37: [And the mouse is in the car, and the crow is on his way to the botanical gardens.] [And my cat is stealing dice.] * Daye pulls up to her apartment and parks. [Amariah has secretly rigged it with explosives by now...] [Exploding plants! Payback!] * Daye asks Shehariah, "Can I borrow your briefing file?" [ "Why?" *resonates*] "...The names of the elohim? Why do you want it?" [resonating.] Shehariah rolled 3 1 CD: 5 [/me bows.] * Melody kicks off the other boot, and starts to unbutton her skirt. "Could ask?" [pre-fight DGC: Fanservice] [/me finishes drawing up blueprints] [Yaaaaays! We put you through so much. :)] [/me snugs a gm, too! Such a good Gm!] [At least I'm not doing what I did in BESM and modelling the building that needs to be infiltrated after the Shinra HQ.] [.oO( Right, then. [models the underground after the maze in Vagrant Story] !!!)] [^___^] "I should note that only the rooms I know the contents are are labelled - Bath and kitchen. I can hazard guesses at others - the tiny things are probably only good for closets, but with Punishers? Who knows. No insult, Mel." * Noe puts the tissue cape back on Zha'an and makes supermouse 'fly' one last time. ;.; * Mouse|Zha`an grins sadly down at Noe. [PA, whispered] "There'll be other mice." [* Noe has Guilt-Trip/5 ?] * Mouse|Zha`an considers. [PA] "Any trees nearby?" * Melody .../drats/. "I /knew/ I forgot to ask something! Um." [...possess the grass!] [.. ooooh deeeeeear....... can't dodge. :P] [...Neither can trees?] * Mouse|Zha`an nods. [PA] "So the first part is unchanged. One bird, eight chipmunks, and probably this mouse to keep you all briefed." * Melody nods. [THE INVASION OF THE CHIPMUNKS!] [MWUAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!] [/me wanna see Zha'an roll to possess and his host roll a DI 'resisting'. [beams]] [* Michael looks down at you. "Sorry, kid."] Mouse: [PA] "If you guys need to address me without knowing quite where I /am/... call me... hmm. 'Bob'? I don't want you using my /name/ in front of them...." [how can they expect us to work? This is hopeless... we should all go outcast and run away.] [ "But I just GOT here!!"] [That drainpipe! A good chipmunk could shimmy up that!] [Ooooh! But could a good chipmunk fit through either of those cracks....] You happened to also find a skinny chipmunk. Mouse: The mouse peers up at Noe. [PA] "Trying to save this one jeopardizes both him, the other three Outcasts, and the other /five/ who might be still alive, but Fallen." [oh man.... Haru is evil.] ["Are you still an angel?" "Yes!" "...he thinks he's telling the truth... oh wait..."] Chipmunk 1 (upstairs): The chipmunk peers carefully at the bindings. Material he can chew through? He probably can, yes, judging by the mess chipmunks have made of *our* supplies. Mouse: [PA] "Run, Noe, and godspeed. I'll try to be out by the time you arrive." [..... you black emperor!] [Jet needs ninjaclothes.] [For he is becoming a ninj4.] [Yes, that is ninja spelled with a FOUR.] [A *leet* ninja.] [Okay. Now you get a per roll.] Zha`an rolled 5 4 CD: 3 [.... and it FAILS! :D] [Wait, that's bad.] [..... and it FAILS! :(] .oO(They hurt innocents. They hurt my *friend* ... now I'm going to take the fucking gun and SHOVE IT DOWN THAT PUNISHER'S THROAT.) Yep. The guy drops the broken force catcher and snarls, his face suddenly twisting to rage. "You - do you know how much that *cost*?!" The dark-haired man is running into the field, tripping slightly. ...stumbling, in coherant-speech. * Shehariah *yells* in his face. "YOU ARE NOT AN ANGEL!" [deep breath] "Are you a renegade?" [Seraphim + Habbalah == bad combination?] [Sheh is SO a diplomat... XD] [Then how do you explain Rhea and Ari?] [They live a FILTHY LIE!] "Do you want me to take you back and give you to Gabriel? To burn? Do you want that?" [slight pause] "Are you carrying anything on you?" [sighs] "I have some disks, a wallet, a handkerchief, socks, pants, underwear - briefs, an undershirt, a shirt, a vest... "Some lockpicks, a magnifying glass, some aspirin, gloves..." [thinking] "Did I mention my shoes?" "Anything in them?" "There's pennies on the tongues. They're loafers." [mutters] "Oh God above, why me?" [ "BECAUSE THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT YOU THAT JUST PISSES ME OFF."] * Noe continues to hug Coranel. "Please come back? Please?" [thickly] "I don't have a home." "You do. And it's still waiting for you to come back. Because Heaven is like that. My friends... that's what they taught me. Heaven is about second chances." "I have responsibilities." ["I... made a promise to an impudite named 'Elly'..."] "It's really easy. ... All you have to do is want it, and ask. That's all." [Well, no, not quite /that/ easy. :P] [Well, it hurts, but it's not like you have to go find the legendary key of fhqwas, take it to the mountain temple, do a block game to open the path to the alter, etc..] * Gabriel makes a noise half between a grumble and a whine. [Gabriel: "But Nooooovy! I wanna Smiiiiiite!" *pout*] [Now we get to pile into the Angelmobile and drive around to the tethers of all their words and drop them off!] [In a time limit! And if you don't hit the buttons in the right order the car stops or spins out and you lose time recovering!] [HOLY TAXI.] [Poor Laurence. All the Habbalah want to serve him /as Habbalah/...] [/me does /so/ not want to have a conversation with Laurence whose /second/ line is "YOU LET THEM GO?"] "Very well. We have room for two more to return to my Tether." [...heeeeeeeeeee. Image of Dommie driving down a highway.] [Blandly. driving *blandly* down a highway.] [Dominic driving a CARPOOL. XD] [...Roadrage? "SPEED LIMIT, PEOPLE! DAMMIT, TURN SIGNALS ARE NOT OPTIONAL!"] [He probably radiates an aura of 'Obey Traffic Laws.' Everyone around him becomes a mannerly driver.] [Like Seraph of Flowers, but with petty lawbreaking. XD] Novalis looks over as Noe and the remaining four prisoners emerge from the building. She walks over, still holding Harhas. At over ten feet, she towers over everyone. [Attack of the 10 Foot Naked Archangel! || Hey! That's my schtick!] Noe taps his own nose. "Mercurian of Fire, remember?" * Melaine ...patpats Noe, with a hopefully-not-bloody hand. (Hmph. /Open wounds/.) ...then pauses. ...and winces. "...Ah." [* Mel CURSES. More people who get dissonant if he screws up! Hmph.] * Ken's eyes bug at the blood all over Melaine. "Mel - are you okay!?" * Melaine blinks. "Wh--oh." He coughs. "It's not my blood." [How very Malakite, that comment.] From Session 38 (Epilogue: * Jetreth nods to Sheh once Mel does. Notices Zha'an. ... running TACKLEHUG! * Zha`an is TACKLEHUGGED! Multi-kyrio-arm counter-tackle-hugs! "Ha-HA! Not so helpless /now/, enh?" * Zha`an snuggles, practically enveloping Jet. "Glad you made it." Beams from 1d4 dozen mouths. "...we're a weirdly mish-mashed crew, aren't we?" * Zha`an is not above tickling a Seraph of Judgment! * Shehariah braces herself. * Zha`an is efficient and merciless in his onslaught! "See you later, Sheh!" [gives her a goodbye hug] * Shehariah ...sighs, and goes ahead and returns the hug. "All right... see you all when we meet again." * Jetreth squees quietly and happly when the hug is returned. "Have fun!" .oO(...I'll be acting like a Seraph of Flowers soon if I get too much of that kind of treatment.) Records is as always bustling. There's a child-sized Reliever with its arms full of scrolls trying to file them away. [/me awwwwwww. Reliever!] [Yaaaaaay reliever!] [Reliever! :D] [relievers are overrated] [....... you live to NPC relievers, don't you. XD] [Well, that and terrifying /us/. :P] * Zha`an swoops down beneath Jet, extending vines off every which way, though not bringing any of them up /near/ Jet. Grins up at the other two. [.... no, he's not turning into a tentacle monster. :P] * Jetreth does as well. Mmm.... Madam Alush kept incense around, but not as nice as this... Follows quickly to make sure he isn't left behind. [/me imagines Laurence's reaction to hearing the Church of the Sword compared - even /favorably/ - to Red Silks. Heeeeeheehee.] * Zha`an manifests a few pansy blossoms. Badass pansy blossoms. "I ended up trying to get to the basement, but ANOTHER Punisher -I'm pretty sure she served Drugs cuz she had this white powder stuff she threw at me, I don't know what it was- jumped out at me and we fought but time was passing real fast and I wasn't sure we'd be able to win this so I kinna... ummmm... summoned my Archangel." [.......... you *kinda*....... summoned the *Archangel of Fire*. XD] "THEN she totally BLASTED open the cages the Habbalah and Elohim were being kept in- er, they were kept seperated in two different cages, did I mention that? And she took one of her's who was really broken up and crying and ordered the other to stay behind and help. ... Then Zha'an made sure everyone was okay and I helped and we took them upstairs and outside just in case the house was still burning." "...Cuz it's not good to be trapped inside a burning house." * Melpomene glances up, at the touch. ...and winces very very slightly at 'modesty is a virtue', but remains quiet, murmuring, "I tried to do my best, my Lord." [Show us on the doll where the Archangel touched you, Melpomene...] [It's funny because it's Laurence. XD] [You were all thinking it!! I just said it!!] * Melpomene looks distinctly /hesitant/ about this. ...though that fades somewhat in favor of the competing /relief/ at the smile. He moves a bit closer, then drops down to one knee next to the Elohite. [...yep. He went to 'safe' rather than 'AUGH'. Ah, guilt. So good at getting past phobias! ...er.] * Jetreth nods! "The Lawn... was that where we were before? With the... the party?" * Zha`an nods at Jet, grinning. "The Party Lawn." "Oooh, that would explain it!" The Ofanite comes back! It presents a tray, wiggling its rings flirtatiously. "A pink lemonaide for the pretty Mercurian!" * Jetreth blushes bright red and looks down. "T-t-t-thankyou..." * The Ofanite pats his cheek with a coil of flame. "Y'gotta take it off the tray." * Zha`an opens a mouth close to Jetreth's face, and leans in, gently planting his lips against the Mercurian's. Caresses, here and there, all over. There is some applause and cheering from people who can hardly avoid having noticed them. * Jetreth kisses back again, a little less shy this time. Still timid. He's never really kissed someone because he really *wanted* to before. Blinks at the cough at looks over to see... Mel? Face goes as red as a tomato. The Ofanite comes by again. "Drinks? Food?" It pauses by Zha'an. "Lucky bugger." It moves on. "Drinks, food? Drinks, food?" * Zha`an grins, and lifts /up/, never letting go of Jetreth. "/Thataway/, I'm pretty sure...." * Melpomene blinks. ...then chuckles quietly again, and nods, and rises as well. "Off toward the border..." It's thataway! Towards the border. * Melpomene ...coughs. "Ah. Well. Not /here/, no. In fact, /I/ think it's good." He smiles a bit more, then it fades. "But..." He gestures, vaguely. "Judgment... is very very /wary/ of relationships. They...tend to ask questions about them, whenever they notice. Regularly. .../Particularly/ for the recently Redeemed. ...Especially when the participants include Creation or ex-Lust." [/me points, deadpan, at our fourth PC.] [Ah, well, yes. We're used to her. :P] [Jet finds Soldekai, who quickly fills in the gaps on the report he got from Gabriel. >_>] [Okies. ^__^ ... Jet puts in a lot of useless details, too, that are important to *him* ... Such as how cute the chipmunk vessel of Zha'an was. Talks a suspicious amout about Zha'an.] [He just.... happens to keep coming up! He's relevant to the story! RELEVANT, I SAY! WHY CAN'T YOU PEOPLE JUST TRUST ME? YOU DON'T KNOW ME!]