Personification Life - IC Part V

[Germanic Templars]

"Well you can find anything on here, just that not all of it is true while other stuff is restricted."
__

*The note read*
"Der Blith,

i goin owt tu git pay bak on wat those fuls hoo humileated me and desrtoid our rom.
Be bak sun.

luv, Supurbea.

"Well, It sure would be nice to know who exactly."

Sutra stared at the screen. "Not true? How sad. This looks like an excellent source for knowledge. I shall read with discernment, I suppose. What is the name of Barox's song? Can I find it here?"

She looked up at Bran. "In her apartment, I suppose."

--

Blythe stared at the note. "We have to find him," she insisted to Lucius. "Help me find him. Or I'll find him." She wasn't doing much in the way of finding him except turning in circle and flitting her wings due to anxiety.

--

"You can't leave Thriller behind," Swith said to Ogoti. "You got to go back for Thriller."

" Of course the song is c- Wait.. Did that rat say something about hurrying and portal? And Bran didn't you say about baby coming soon? *There was a solid moment of silence before Thriller got up and ran* O Shit! It's like last time!" *He shouted as he ran down to Swith's place.*

"Don't worry, he'll be fine, he's strong. Humiliation only makes him more determined and much stronger."

[Swith Witherward]

"Cool, thanks. Now one second, this is burning at me." Bran figited. "You've got to be related to her, right?"

Sutra stood up at the rat's announcement. "What do you need, mortal?" her voice was kind but held a dark note of urgency. She followed Thriller down the hall.

--

Swith looked about the room. "I swear, I never thought I'd see this place again." She glanced at the succubi. "Those might unsettle Thriller. Let me bring some of mine."

--

"But... he... it's dangerous..." Blythe burst into tears.

[The BranRiech]

" Of course the song is c- Wait.. Did that rat say something about hurrying and portal? And Bran didn't you say about baby coming soon? *There was a solid moment of silence before Thriller got up and ran* O Shit! It's like last time!" *He shouted as he ran down to Swith's place.*

"Don't worry, he'll be fine, he's strong. Humiliation only makes him more determined and much stronger."

Bran decided not to wait for an answer from Sutra and rushed after him. An old tradition dicatated that he wish her luck and good faith. That was one of the only spiritual things Bran still believed, taught that by his aunt back when a child.

"So how does it feel? About to be a father." Bran asked as he ran alongside Thriller.

[Torsiedelle-Sturmovosk]

Ālō, cömrade.", Torii replied. Her cowlick popped back up again. She patted it back down, though it didn't help much with her messy hair.

"Bad hair day..."

"Suits you. Messiness is sexy." Chrys winked. "Whatcha doing?"

"Huh? Me? Well...air was just following Sis all day. I have nothing else to do except look for my girlfriend, or maybe practice guitar...."

Torii kept a hand on the top of the head to keep the cowlick down.

....

Katya came down and walked up to Dora and Dia.

"Cool ride."

[Cerillium]

" Of course the song is c- Wait.. Did that rat say something about hurrying and portal? And Bran didn't you say about baby coming soon? *There was a solid moment of silence before Thriller got up and ran* O Shit! It's like last time!" *He shouted as he ran down to Swith's place.*

The rat shot around Sutra and Bran and landed on Thriller's shoulder.

It opened its mouth wide again. "Hurry. Well, no hurry for Swith's purpose. She's getting settled in. Hurry for the portal."

The portal was open in the living room but starting to shrink. The rat's claws dug into his shoulder and aligned his cells to allow him to pass through as a mortal.

[Tiltjuice]

"Huh? Me? Well...air was just following Sis all day. I have nothing else to do except look for my girlfriend, or maybe practice guitar...."

Torii kept a hand on the top of the head to keep the cowlick down.

....

Katya came down and walked up to Dora and Dia.

"Cool ride."

"Nice. Acoustic or electric?"

***

Dora turned slowly. "Hey, Katya. It was...until he tried to ride it." She sighed. "Oh well, I'll just make him repair it. By hand."

Dia frowned.

[Torsiedelle-Sturmovosk]

"Huh? Me? Well...air was just following Sis all day. I have nothing else to do except look for my girlfriend, or maybe practice guitar...."

Torii kept a hand on the top of the head to keep the cowlick down.

....

Katya came down and walked up to Dora and Dia.

"Cool ride."

"Nice. Acoustic or electric?"

***

Dora turned slowly. "Hey, Katya. It was...until he tried to ride it." She sighed. "Oh well, I'll just make him repair it. By hand."

Dia frowned.

"Acoustic. Well, classical, really. I got it from my father on one of our first meetings.", Torii said.

...

Katya half-frowned.

"Not a big mechanic, so I can't help..."

[Cerillium]

Swith looked about the room. "I swear, I never thought I'd see this place again." She glanced at the succubi. "Those might unsettle Thriller. Let me bring some of mine."

"Charumati I won't have your purple sex grapes roaming my home."

Ogoti opened a window to let in warm desert air. The succubi twisted in the sunlight. They reformed into a more human form. "Satisfied? No rot or boils," he pointed to them. "Let them undress you. Stop whinging, cranky beast."

[Tiltjuice]

"Acoustic. Well, classical, really. I got it from my father on one of our first meetings.", Torii said.

...

Katya half-frowned.

"Not a big mechanic, so I can't help..."

"Tasteful," Chrys said, sizing Torii up. "How long have you been playing?"

***

"S'OK." Dora took Katya by the arm. "He broke it, so he's gotta fix it. No using powers to reverse time," she added in an aside to Dia, who sighed and began to pick up the wreckage.

[Torsiedelle-Sturmovosk]

"Acoustic. Well, classical, really. I got it from my father on one of our first meetings.", Torii said.

...

Katya half-frowned.

"Not a big mechanic, so I can't help..."

"Tasteful," Chrys said, sizing Torii up. "How long have you been playing?"

***

"S'OK." Dora took Katya by the arm. "He broke it, so he's gotta fix it. No using powers to reverse time," she added in an aside to Dia, who sighed and began to pick up the wreckage.

"I got out from my dad when I was twelve....so almost six and a half years now."

....

Katya walked with Dora.

"So what's up? Beside the motorcycle..."

[Swith Witherward]

"Charumati I won't have your purple sex grapes roaming my home."

Ogoti opened a window to let in warm desert air. The succubi twisted in the sunlight. They reformed into a more human form. "Satisfied? No rot or boils," he pointed to them. "Let them undress you. Stop whinging, cranky beast."

Swith rolled her eyes and let them undress her. It was a restful place... and she knew his minions could be very gentle and compassionate. She settled back in the bed and stared out the window.

[Tiltjuice]

"Not bad. Mind if I hear you play?"

***

"Fairly boring day. Spent it cleaning the apartment, and then turning in my restraint collars and badge. The boss-lady said I should keep the powers, though, and play diplomat instead of cop." Dora paused to gauge Katya's reaction to this.

[The BranRiech]

Sutra stood up at the rat's announcement. "What do you need, mortal?" her voice was kind but held a dark note of urgency. She followed Thriller down the hall.

Sensing false anger, Bran shrugged apoligetically. "Just wondering if you're related to Swith." He said sheepishly, stopping to a stroll.

[Swith Witherward]

Sensing false anger, Bran shrugged apoligetically. "Just wondering if you're related to Swith." He said sheepishly, stopping to a stroll.

"Same being, different body," Sutra called back to him. She slowed to a stop. "Do you know her well?"

[Torsiedelle-Sturmovosk]

"Not bad. Mind if I hear you play?"

***

"Fairly boring day. Spent it cleaning the apartment, and then turning in my restraint collars and badge. The boss-lady said I should keep the powers, though, and play diplomat instead of cop." Dora paused to gauge Katya's reaction to this.

Torii looked surprised.

"You wanna hear me play? Well....uh, sure!"

...

Katya raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Well.....good luck. What will you be doing now?"

[The BranRiech]

"Same being, different body," Sutra called back to him. She slowed to a stop. "Do you know her well?"

"Somewhat, she was my first friend when I moved in, shared a room with her for a few weeks. I see her as a good friend." Bran shrugged. "Why? Oh, and hello." He chuckled, kicking himself mentally for not introducing himself.

[Swith Witherward]

"Somewhat, she was my first friend when I moved in, shared a room with her for a few weeks. I see her as a good friend." Bran shrugged. "Why? Oh, and hello." He chuckled, kicking himself mentally for not introducing himself.

"I am Sutra," she said.

[Tiltjuice]

"Why not? I'm a sucker for guitar-driven music." Chrys settled back and relaxed.

***

"Thanks. I'm not sure, exactly. I mean, part of it will be watching Chrys and Dia, make sure they don't get too enthusiastic doing whatever with (or to) the rest of you guys." Dora grimaced. "Though as you've just seen, that might be an overtime job."

[The BranRiech]

"I am Sutra," she said.

"Branson Nikanor, just Bran really." He shrugged and extended a hand. "It's a pleasure, Miss Sutra."

[Swith Witherward]

"Branson Nikanor, just Bran really." He shrugged and extended a hand. "It's a pleasure, Miss Sutra."

"I am only Sutra, no title in this dimension," she looked at his hand and then shook it.

[The BranRiech]

"I am only Sutra, no title in this dimension," she looked at his hand and then shook it.

"Oh, sorry then. So you're going to see Swith, right?"

[Cerillium]

Swith rolled her eyes and let them undress her. It was a restful place... and she knew his minions could be very gentle and compassionate. She settled back in the bed and stared out the window.

"Spring is beautiful here, no? Maybe you forgot. Been a while." Ogoti busied himself with jars and salves. His daemonettes brought in cloth and blankets.

He stared out the window at the heat already beginning to ripple from the earth. "You're comfy, Charu? Water?" he drew a chair over and lifted the blanket to check her progress.

[Torsiedelle-Sturmovosk]

"Why not? I'm a sucker for guitar-driven music." Chrys settled back and relaxed.

***

"Thanks. I'm not sure, exactly. I mean, part of it will be watching Chrys and Dia, make sure they don't get too enthusiastic doing whatever with (or to) the rest of you guys." Dora grimaced. "Though as you've just seen, that might be an overtime job."

Torii's eyes lit up as she waved for Chrys to follow her. She quickly went back to her room, pulling out her guitar.
Its body was a dull, yet simultaneously vibrant shade of brown, with some parts appearing tan. The top of the neck and the head piece were ornately decorated in turquoise and white patterns and markings.

....

Katya chuckled.

"Well, I'm always here, just in case."

[Swith Witherward]

"I am only Sutra, no title in this dimension," she looked at his hand and then shook it.

"Oh, sorry then. So you're going to see Swith, right?"

"No," she said. "My matrix dwells in that time period. I can not occupy the same time and space where I already exist. I will see her when she returns."

--

"For something so feverish and diseased, you have the cold hands of a corpse," Swith complained. She contemplated kicking him for good measure but thought better of it. He was, after all, her favorite brother.

[The BranRiech]

"No," she said. "My matrix dwells in that time period. I can not occupy the same time and space where I already exist. I will see her when she returns."

"Ah, well you want tocome over to my place? I was about to go and make Dinner for Rylli. She wouldn't mind a guest." Bran offered as he stopped outside of his door. "Oh, hey, Thriller. You tell Swith that I wish her peace!" He shouted after the Emperor.