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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Sep 02, 2012 1:17 pm

Crowley sighed. "Basements. Gee. Thanks. That's useful." he said sarcastically, moving down the stairs while followed by the rest, Minh lifting Daisuke (still in wheelchair) and the still unconscious Ivy (but regaining conciousness rather fast) up in the air with his hands before setting his son down at the bottom of the stairs. "It's rather awfully quiet." he said. He then remembered last time he had said "too quiet" and therefore declined to do so. No point in tempting fate.

But it was quiet and dark down here. Just unconscious students and rabbits. The gas was much stronger down here as well. Minh kept twirling his sword to keep the gas away. "This is all rather strange, Aleister." he noted.
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As they moved deeper in the vents, Damien and Lewis would see a giant generator which generally created hot and cold air. However, it seemed like the yellow gas was coming from it. Easy to break and handle, though the gas was obscuring their view.

Then five EVE ripoffs came up behind them, firing their stun guns/taser arms at them. They were also in the vents, apparently, having climbed in after Damien and Lewis had. It was rather cramped in here, so the robots weren't too effective. They also lacked human ingenuity, so they would be easy to handle.
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Postby Hardened Pyrokinetics » Sun Sep 02, 2012 1:24 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Crowley sighed. "Basements. Gee. Thanks. That's useful." he said sarcastically, moving down the stairs while followed by the rest, Minh lifting Daisuke (still in wheelchair) and the still unconscious Ivy (but regaining conciousness rather fast) up in the air with his hands before setting his son down at the bottom of the stairs. "It's rather awfully quiet." he said. He then remembered last time he had said "too quiet" and therefore declined to do so. No point in tempting fate.

But it was quiet and dark down here. Just unconscious students and rabbits. The gas was much stronger down here as well. Minh kept twirling his sword to keep the gas away. "This is all rather strange, Aleister." he noted.
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As they moved deeper in the vents, Damien and Lewis would see a giant generator which generally created hot and cold air. However, it seemed like the yellow gas was coming from it. Easy to break and handle, though the gas was obscuring their view.

Then five EVE ripoffs came up behind them, firing their stun guns/taser arms at them. They were also in the vents, apparently, having climbed in after Damien and Lewis had. It was rather cramped in here, so the robots weren't too effective. They also lacked human ingenuity, so they would be easy to handle.

James stayed right behind Crowley the entire time, revolver up and ready. He stayed silent, not looking at anyone else. "Times like these I wish I had a flashlight." He muttered. He blinked a few times, letting his eyes adjust to the dimmer light, although he could still barely see. "Richard's office should be nearby, think we should bother seeing if he's still conscious?" He asked Crowley, nervously flicking the hammer on his revolver. Ah, sweet double-actions, allowing a shooter to keep the gun uncocked after every shot.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Sep 02, 2012 1:47 pm

Still running through the hallways of Elfen High and dodging any incoming attacks from any incoming evil robots, Ciel wondered just where the rest of the students were and just how long she would have to continue until she finally found someone who could help her make heads or tails of the situation. The paralyzing gas was beginning to get to her, her fingers and toes being the first thing that became numb, because I have no idea how neurotoxins work.

Suddenly, Ciel saw that three robots were blocking her path. Turning around, three others appeared to block her from retreating. Unsure of what to do, Ciel saw that there was a tray nearby for whatever reason. Thinking quickly, she took it and ran straight towards the robot in the middle of the hallway, one of the three blocking the way forward, raising it to avoid being shot. Using the tray she slammed right into the robot, her momentum giving her the strenght to knock it down. What she didn't expect was that she kept sliding through the floor for a good while before hitting a piece of smashed robot, which caused her to fall forward and onto the floor.

She quickly got back to her feet, hearing Kate's thought, and seeing Kate, Sari-chan, Rayne and Izanagi standing there, with their backs turned to her.

"I'm right here." She answered. "What happened here?" She asked afterwards, dusting herself off and making sure that her flute was alright. Apparently their group had a fan, so she was safe from the gas as long as she stayed near them.
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Postby Nude East Ireland » Sun Sep 02, 2012 1:53 pm

Damien sighed. "Lewis, go ahead, I'll kill these robots." Sliding past Lewis, uncomfortably might I add, Damien grabbed his electric gun and aimed down into the vents at the robots. "Hey, robo-sluts." He waited until they looked at him. "Tell this to your mothers." Setting the gun to a medium setting, Damien fired at the first EVE clone's head, and a chord of pure electrical energy smacked against the robot's head, kind of like a taser, but it was just an electric beam.
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Sep 02, 2012 2:02 pm

Daisuke did have a flashlight, and Crowley had natural light. By which he just raised a hand and light started emitting from it, like a sphere of white light filling the room. Daisuke turned off his flashlight, since it wasn't needed. Minh took Crowley's phone from the headmaster's hand and spoke into it. "Lewis, how far are you with the gas? The sooner we get it off, the better."

Crowley nodded to James. "May as well check in on Richard." he said, walking them through the fog of yellow toward the man's office. But they didn't need to go too far- Richard was lying flat unconscious on the ground, but uninjured.

However, an EVE copy was dragging him away until it looked up and noticed Crowley. So then Crowley blasted her with lightning, shooting it out of the light sphere hand. He looked down and placed a hand on Richard's neck. "He's alive. But Minh, you and the kids should stay here. EVE's close by. It could turn bad." Crowley said crisply.

Daisuke shook his head. "With all due respect, sir, we know EVE the best. We need to come along. We can also shut off the robots so the hard work isn't wasted."

Crowley sighed. "Why is it when people say 'all due respect' they really mean 'kiss my ass'?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Alright, come on then."

Minh looked at his son. "Are you quite sure about this?" he asked gently. Daisuke gave a firm nod. Minh shrugged. "Very well then." he gave James an expressionless look as they continued on. Through the fog they did see many EVE copies drag away students and rabbits toward EVE's room, just a sort of work bench Crowley had given EVE so she could work on security issues. Clearly she had become a security issue herself.

"Dunno what we'll find in there. Just be prepared." Crowley warned, walking toward the room. Then he walked in, because it was open. "Well. Someone's been rather busy."

It was a huge lab of sorts. Machinery hung everywhere. Interminable serpents of wire trailed, never uncoiling as far as they could tell, though connecting to virtually everything in the room. It was clean and virtually silent, though the gas gave everything a sort of yellow tinge. Crowley actually started to feel tired now, even after his sheer durability. Daisuke was nearly frozen, but his healing kept him from it. Minh's regeneration did the same, and he held up a bit better than his son. The other organics...likely not so much, unless they had some sort of protection.

There were unconscious bodies of students, rabbits and some staff, including Queen Cuddles herself. And several, several EVE copies. Including the real one, working at a computer like nothing was wrong.
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Postby Olthar » Sun Sep 02, 2012 2:07 pm

Hearing another voice behind her, a feminine one this time, Sari-chan turned around and saw Ciel standing there. Instantly, her face brightened up and her mouth stretched into a wide smile, Pouncing at Ciel, Sari-chan hugged her.

"Hooray!" she cheered, "You can be our Fourth! From now on, you will be Flute-chan: The Musical One! The Four Adorable Warriors are once again ready for battle! All shall tremble before the strength of our Moe! Together, we will defeat the bad guys and save the world!"

Sari-chan then began laughing for no particular reason, celebrating some imagined victory for an imagined problem. After a few moments, she settled down and turned to Rayne. Taking the fan, she handed over to Ciel.

"As you are the newest member of the Four Adorable Warriors, it will be your holy duty to carry the fan and keep the yellow ketchup mist away from us. Now, then: to battle!"

Instantly, Sari-chan charged down the hallway once more, still as directionless as ever.
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Postby Hardened Pyrokinetics » Sun Sep 02, 2012 2:09 pm

James gave Crowley a look like he had just spoiled the plot of an upcoming blockbuster movie when he illuminated the area with his hand. "You gotta stop doing that, it ruins the cliché atmosphere." He told him. "Thanks, though." He was about to shoot the EVE copy when Crowley zapped it, and genuinely looked concerned about Richard. As soon as Crowley said he was alive, though, he pressed on.

Once they arrived at EVE's cave thing, James began to feel the effects of the gas, mostly thanks to Jade ripping off his protective damp rag. With no time to waste, and without giving any of the others time to protest, he raised his gun and shot EVE, turning her physical body into shrapnel. Unfortunately, as his consciousness began to slip, he missed her brain.

He proceeded to faceplant to the floor, knocked out by the gas.
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Postby Mavorpen » Sun Sep 02, 2012 2:17 pm

Izanagi felt sort of bad for breaking up Sari-chan's dream team, despite the fact that he knew she would be disappointed when Izanagi replaced Kyoko. He contemplated how he should address the situation, and struggled vehemently to find the right words that would cheer her up. Before he could even do so, Ciel appeared before them.

He sighed in relief. He was glad she found them. He knew that Sari-chan would replace Kyoko with Ciel, and probably wouldn't be disappointed anymore. sure enough, Sari-chan pepped right back up and went back to going off on a tangent about her version of the Fantastic Four was the greatest team to have ever been assembled. He saw her give Ciel the fan and run off, screaming yet again. Izanagi followed her with little reluctance.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Sep 02, 2012 2:47 pm

When Sari-chan smiled and then pounced at her, hugging her, Ciel was a bit confused, not knowing the reason to Sarina's sudden reaction to her appearance. But either way she hugged back, not wanting to hurt her or anything of the sort. She couldn't help but laugh a little, however, when she heard the whole deal about her being Flute-chan, the Fourth Adorable Warrior. Truly, even amidst such a mess, Sari-chan's cheery attitude managed to get up her spirits. She simply continued laughing along with Sari.

When she was trusted the fan that had kept the yellow mist away from the group, she nodded at what Sari-chan said and then took the fan, using it to blow the yellow mist away whenever it seemed to be creeping towards them. She sighed in relief that she could breathe normally now, and tossed the rag she had been covering her mouth and nose with away, noticing that once again her fingers and toes could feel.

When Sari-chan aimlessly charged down a random hallway, Ciel attempted to shout at her. "Sari-chan, wait!" She shouted, to no avail. Sighing, she simpy followed the rest of the group and kept the yellow 'ketchup' mist away from them with the fan, humming to herself as she went. After a while, she turned to Izanagi. "Do you have any idea of what happened? Why is there yellow mist and robots running around?" She asked.
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Nude East Ireland wrote:Damien sighed. "Lewis, go ahead, I'll kill these robots." Sliding past Lewis, uncomfortably might I add, Damien grabbed his electric gun and aimed down into the vents at the robots. "Hey, robo-sluts." He waited until they looked at him. "Tell this to your mothers." Setting the gun to a medium setting, Damien fired at the first EVE clone's head, and a chord of pure electrical energy smacked against the robot's head, kind of like a taser, but it was just an electric beam.


Lewis nodded and ripped his tie off his neck, wrapping it around his mouth. He then tore the cuff of his shirt off and wrapped that around his nose, unintentionally obscuring his sight in doing so. The gas also made it nearly impossible to see anything but a massive stream of evaporated dog piss or whatever the hell it was. How the hell did EVE even install this generator? Crowley really should be watching shit like this. Lewis would need to talk to Minh about Crowley later.

Of course, these obstructions are perfectly meaningless to a man with x-ray vision. He charged in just as easily as he would had it been an empty room and began pounding on the generator with fists, while also blasting it with heat vision.

His glasses melted, which was sad and hurt something terrible, but he paid them no mind.
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Postby Neo Arcad » Sun Sep 02, 2012 4:32 pm

Zarkenis Ultima wrote:When Sari-chan smiled and then pounced at her, hugging her, Ciel was a bit confused, not knowing the reason to Sarina's sudden reaction to her appearance. But either way she hugged back, not wanting to hurt her or anything of the sort. She couldn't help but laugh a little, however, when she heard the whole deal about her being Flute-chan, the Fourth Adorable Warrior. Truly, even amidst such a mess, Sari-chan's cheery attitude managed to get up her spirits. She simply continued laughing along with Sari.

When she was trusted the fan that had kept the yellow mist away from the group, she nodded at what Sari-chan said and then took the fan, using it to blow the yellow mist away whenever it seemed to be creeping towards them. She sighed in relief that she could breathe normally now, and tossed the rag she had been covering her mouth and nose with away, noticing that once again her fingers and toes could feel.

When Sari-chan aimlessly charged down a random hallway, Ciel attempted to shout at her. "Sari-chan, wait!" She shouted, to no avail. Sighing, she simpy followed the rest of the group and kept the yellow 'ketchup' mist away from them with the fan, humming to herself as she went. After a while, she turned to Izanagi. "Do you have any idea of what happened? Why is there yellow mist and robots running around?" She asked.


Though it was directed to the schizophrenic monkey man girl thing, Kate ended up answering. "We have seen nothing so far that sheds any light on the mystery. But I am sure the Headmaster will know what is going on here." she said, calmly, even as a robot loomed ahead out of the mist. "Excuse me for a moment, Ciel-san." With that, Kate drew Sojobo, and, using her temporal slowing powers, became a blur as she flew past the android. Her sword flashed as she swung it; but when she landed on the far side of it, the robot simply turned to look at her, confused. It seemed to be fine. It raised its weapon as Kate sheathed her katana; right as the blade clicked into place, the top half of the robot's head slid off, sliced diagonally. The knockoff EVE toppled backwards and exploded; and Kate ceased to be blurry. "What was I saying again?" she asked Ciel.
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Yuzuki had wandered off into another part of the school. She was driving her Bentley through the halls, blasting the few robots in this section of the school with the built-in machine guns (Ones she had added herself) and playing 'Live And Let Die' at maximum volume, while wearing a nice black suit. With pants, of course. And a coil gun.

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Frida was terrified at seeing Maria bleeding, but for the sake of her... friend, she decided not to show it.
This proved mildly successful given that her voice kind of betrayed her and the tears in her eyes didn't help
either.
"Don't be silly Maria" she said
She then picked her up in her arms and proceeded to carry her out of the building.
"I can manage for quite a while in this gas and the robots are not a problem. What's important is that we
need to get you to..."
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"... to some medical attention." she said with a tense voice.

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Immediately!"
At this point she was screaming hysterically.

"In the meanwhile I'm going to stop the bleeding!" she screamed at Laz for no apparent reason as he was lying about
half a meter away from her.

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would get there in time with the ambulance.

She bit her lip nervously, surely there had to be something more she could do... but to no avail, she couldn't think of anything.

"It'll be ok" she whispered, crying softly
"Everything is going to be ok Maria." she said, trying to comfort Maria as best as she could.

Making sure not to weaken the pressure while doing so she bent over Maria and looked down on her pale face from above.
Hesitating a little at the fascinating, oddly lethal feeling, texture of Marias lips she finally bent in and kisses her softly.

"D..dd.. don't le.. leave me Maria, I... I really like you!" she sobbed
"I.. iii... I think I am in love with you Maria so therefore,... please hang in there, ne?"


Maria looked shocked at Frida, blushing and tearing up. "I... But... I..." She began to sob, her repressed feelings from a month of dreams bubbling up, the pain and Frida's sudden confession making her more bewildered and. "I'm so confused Frida. I've been having weird dreams about you... We... We kiss a lot and stuff an' I don't know how to feel! I was too scared to tell you about it! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I... I really like you too! I do! I do! I do!" She began giggling, her head on Frida's lap, tears still running down her cheeks.

She lifted her good arm, "I won't die from this. Pinky swear."
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Postby Mavorpen » Sun Sep 02, 2012 4:51 pm

Izanagi was about to respond to Ciel, when Kate answered her. He nodded and watched Kate take down a robot. "Pretty much what she said. We have little information about what's happening. Personally I'm in the dark moreso than everyone else." He paused, contemplating whether he should explain how he had pretty much been gone for over an entire month and the reasoning behind it. Scratch that, he was sure that she knew he was gone for over a month.

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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Sep 02, 2012 4:59 pm

Then EVE's head was blown off, her body being completely destroyed by James' bullet.

It was admittedly wasted since she immediately transferred her conciousness to another body, which stood up and saw Crowley and the rest. The gas also stopped pouring out, since Lewis was doing considerable damage to it in the vents. "I suppose I'll cut my losses." SAM's voice said calmly from a pseudo-EVE's body, walking toward the back wall.

Then every robot opened fire at once, several dragging the bodies toward the back wall. Then the wall morphed...into a portal. A portal showing a plainly warm, desert-like world. Small buildings were plainly visible, as were some demons looking startled by the sudden appearance of a portal. Hell. Well, Crowley would stop that shit.

He took all the gas in the air and started melding it, transforming it into solid yellow missiles, smashing up several of the first line of robots. Minh got in by stabbing any nearby robots while Daisuke just used his gun to shoot as many as he could. "Dammit EVE!" he yelled, sounding furious about the 'betrayal'- the robot may not have had any choice, but even he forgot that stuff.

But the pseudo-EVE controlled by SAM hopped through the portal, followed by several other robots who backed into it while dragging through many of the unconscious students and rabbits- including Cuddles.

Then the portal shut, many of the students, staff and rabbits saved and most of the robots destroyed. But twenty robots got through, as well as 60 or so students. Crowley sighed, placing a hand to his head. "God. Fucking. Damn. It."

The gas stopped and the robots across the school fell down, deactivated there and then. They were "dead" now.
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Postby Seshephe » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:01 pm

Hetland 2 wrote:Maria looked shocked at Frida, blushing and tearing up. "I... But... I..." She began to sob, her repressed feelings from a month of dreams bubbling up, the pain and Frida's sudden confession making her more bewildered and. "I'm so confused Frida. I've been having weird dreams about you... We... We kiss a lot and stuff an' I don't know how to feel! I was too scared to tell you about it! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I... I really like you too! I do! I do! I do!" She began giggling, her head on Frida's lap, tears still running down her cheeks.

She lifted her good arm, "I won't die from this. Pinky swear."

Still crying, Frida also began giggling like mad.
"You swear you won't die?" she said, with a muffled voice?
"You had... dreams about me?" she added, more than a little amused
"You'll have to tell me about them later" she said and before Maria could reply she kissed her again, longer this time.


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Postby Hardened Pyrokinetics » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:25 pm

Great job. Everyone is dead now because of you.

James coughed and picked himself off the floor, pain and a cold chill shooting through him, the only sound being the beating of his heart. His pants were torn and burnt, and he had no shirt or vest. He winced, closing his eyes, once he got to one knee. When he opened them again, through the blur he could see... Red? He blinked, and as his vision slowly cleared, the red morphed into a pale glow from the flames of...

The school!? He shot his head up, and saw Elfen High being consumed by fire, a towering inferno that could be seen for miles. Then he started noticing the shadows littering the field. Crowley, Lewis, Damien, Jade, Lazrian, Sarina... Everyone, dead. All but five had limbs missing, or their head, or a massive hole in their bodies, some still clutching weapons. Jade even held James' old rapier, as well as Gram. The other five seemed like they were sleeping in comparison, with no blood or internal organs pooling underneath, the only indication of death being a bullet hole somewhere on them, and a lack of eyes. All of them were facing James.

It was then he noticed his revolver laying on the grass beneath his right hand, smelling of use. He picked it up and stood straight, causing his belt to snap and fall off, its bags of ammunition empty and flaccid. Cuts, bruises, and burns covered James, mute evidence of the fighting. He opened his revolver, and froze. Inside were the six black bullets, still hot from firing, spent on their intended targets.

All but one.

He heard laughing behind him and turned to see Loki, standing on a stump and simply laughing. "You killed them, you know. All of them." He taunted. "You finally did it, Callahan. You destroyed Elfen High, and everyone in it." James turned and aimed his gun at Loki, eliciting even more laughter. "What, you seek to kill me, mortal? Do you honestly think you can kill me? You're nothing but an ant, while I... I am a God. Do you honestly believe that a puny bullet can harm me?"

James froze. "No." He answered solemnly, before turning the gun on himself and firing.


James gasped, drawing in some fresh air, and slowly got to his feet from the cold concrete of the basement. "Did we win?" He asked groggily, wiping drool from his mouth. He still wasn't fully conscious.
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Postby Nude East Ireland » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:30 pm

"They're dead!" Damien yelled. He ripped off his gas mask. "Lewis, we did it. Come on, let's get the fuck out of here!" He delivered a kick to the ventilation shafts, a kick strong enough to cause the vent he was in to shake and creek. He kicked it again, getting the same results. Nonetheless, Damien kicked the vents a final time, and it suddenly broke, and Damien was trapped in a log of metal as it fell down and crashed right down on James' car. Yep, it just crashed onto the car and rolled off slowly. Damien crawled out, and looked around, his eyes falling onto the car, which had most of the windows broken now.

"Well... At least it broke my fall."
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:34 pm

"Crowley owes me a new suit," Lewis grumbled when the generator stopped, "Why the hell did that EVE robot do this? Also, who the hell is that EVE robot? I know she's the girl Crowley kept in his office last year, but why? Where did she come from and why does Crowley trust her? Crowley trusts no one."

He then followed Damien, landing on James' car as well, though with more grace.

"Anyways, Damien, I've been meanin' to talk to ye'," he said, "I need some money. Crowley pays us shit, and I've got a weddin' comin' up and a new baby on the way. Can I... borrow some? I would go to the banks, but they're evil."
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Postby Nightkill the Emperor » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:35 pm

Crowley heard James' car break, since it was located right outside the office. "Alright then, we may as well just head to Hell now, get the students back safel-"

"That...will not be a good idea." spoke Calliel calmly, appearing behind them. "SAM went directly to Azazel's headquarters and main story, the City of Dis. It will not end well." he said. "Hello, Mr. Callahan. You killed a friend of ours, not sure if you know." he nodded.
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Postby Zarkenis Ultima » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:37 pm

Listening to Katerina explain that no one there knew what was going on or why there were evil EVE-like robots and a yellow paralyzing mist, Ciel sighed. She had hoped that, when she found someone, said someone would be able to shed light on the situation, but she had found four people instead, four people who didn't know anything.

When Kate excused herself, Ciel nodded at her, and then watched as she dispatched an approaching robot, amused by the explosion more than anything else. She had already seen what Katerina could do at the self-defence classes, after all.

"You were saying that you have no idea about what is going on." Ciel said in response to Kate's question with a nod.

When Izanagi spoke, Ciel looked at him and shook her head. "It is alright. Nothing happened during the past month that would have made us realize that this was going to happen." She said, smiling at him, obviously referencing the fact that he had gone missing for a month, but also obviously not doing it with any malice.

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Postby Nude East Ireland » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:39 pm

Nationstatelandsville wrote:"Crowley owes me a new suit," Lewis grumbled when the generator stopped, "Why the hell did that EVE robot do this? Also, who the hell is that EVE robot? I know she's the girl Crowley kept in his office last year, but why? Where did she come from and why does Crowley trust her? Crowley trusts no one."

He then followed Damien, landing on James' car as well, though with more grace.

"Anyways, Damien, I've been meanin' to talk to ye'," he said, "I need some money. Crowley pays us shit, and I've got a weddin' comin' up and a new baby on the way. Can I... borrow some? I would go to the banks, but they're evil."

Damien wiped off his suit, because he was rich and could afford to wear one, and nodded. "Sure, Lewis. It's not like Crowley really needs ten billion Pounds a year anyways. I'm sure seven or five could do him. Wait, how much did you need again anyways? Well, that doesn't matter, I'll have my accountant settle that shit." He cracked his neck and dusted the last few specs from his suit jacket, and then led Lewis back towards Crowley's office. "You know, Lewis, I told Crowley that I felt something was up. And I don't think this is the end of it. It seemed a little... easy. I think something else is going on. Maybe not with the robot, but maybe in Hell or Heaven, or something."
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Postby Olthar » Sun Sep 02, 2012 5:47 pm

After aimlessly wandering the halls for a time, the mist started dissipating on its own, and the robots all fell over.

"Hooray! The Four Adorable Warriors are victorious!" Sari-chan shouted out, embracing the other three in a big group hug, "We have saved the school, my sisters! The bards will sing of our exploits for years to come!"

Excited, she pulled a iPod out of her Hammerspace and began dancing around the halls to her "theme song." Truly, this was a day for celebration.
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Postby Nationstatelandsville » Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:06 pm

Nude East Ireland wrote:
Nationstatelandsville wrote:"Crowley owes me a new suit," Lewis grumbled when the generator stopped, "Why the hell did that EVE robot do this? Also, who the hell is that EVE robot? I know she's the girl Crowley kept in his office last year, but why? Where did she come from and why does Crowley trust her? Crowley trusts no one."

He then followed Damien, landing on James' car as well, though with more grace.

"Anyways, Damien, I've been meanin' to talk to ye'," he said, "I need some money. Crowley pays us shit, and I've got a weddin' comin' up and a new baby on the way. Can I... borrow some? I would go to the banks, but they're evil."

Damien wiped off his suit, because he was rich and could afford to wear one, and nodded. "Sure, Lewis. It's not like Crowley really needs ten billion Pounds a year anyways. I'm sure seven or five could do him. Wait, how much did you need again anyways? Well, that doesn't matter, I'll have my accountant settle that shit." He cracked his neck and dusted the last few specs from his suit jacket, and then led Lewis back towards Crowley's office. "You know, Lewis, I told Crowley that I felt something was up. And I don't think this is the end of it. It seemed a little... easy. I think something else is going on. Maybe not with the robot, but maybe in Hell or Heaven, or something."


"Definitely," Lewis replied, entering Crowley's office after Damien, "EVE would not have programmed all of the robits to collapse with her if she actually meant to kill us. I bet they work fo- Crowley, ye' bastard."

Lewis glared at Calliel with such a fury that his heat vision activated and would have burned any lesser being into ash quicker than the surface of the sun. What the hell was that angel doing here? Of all the angels in Heaven, Crowley had to be friends with the one Lewis had met before.

"What brings ye' here, Wings?" he demanded, before rushing up to Calliel and enveloping him in a massive hug, "I haven't seen ye' since Toledo!"
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Postby Hardened Pyrokinetics » Sun Sep 02, 2012 6:08 pm

Nightkill the Emperor wrote:Crowley heard James' car break, since it was located right outside the office. "Alright then, we may as well just head to Hell now, get the students back safel-"

"That...will not be a good idea." spoke Calliel calmly, appearing behind them. "SAM went directly to Azazel's headquarters and main story, the City of Dis. It will not end well." he said. "Hello, Mr. Callahan. You killed a friend of ours, not sure if you know." he nodded.

James also heard the sound of his car getting broken, which immediately snapped him out of his delirium. He immediately ran to the window and saw Damien and Lewis. "DAMIEN SEWARD!" He hollered, just about done with the kid's bullshit. "YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT! I AM GOING TO KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD!" Then Calliel showed up. James started running to the door. "You can bitch about the 'refugees' in Myanmar later, Cal." He told him. "I'm busy."

With that he ran outside, but missed Damien and Lewis. Instead of tracking them down futilely, he went about picking debris out from in, on, and around his car.
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