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The Irised
Earth's Orbit - 1200 Hours

The 2035 InterW.O.R.D Science Expo was about to begin and the VIPs were assembling within The Olympus Stadium Hall to witness the presentation of a new highly anticipated mind-boggling technology, designed by the 18 year old geniuses of A&A Enterprise.

Among the numerous politicians and influential celebrities invited was Thomas Ulysses Lee.......father of the Superior Director, grandfather of the Lee Twins & current president of the United States of America, right now doing his 2nd term in ruling the country. His charismatic appearance there caused quite alot of whispers and surprised stares from the other guests as never before did he ever attend such an event personally. But then again, never before had a scientific exhibition took place on-board such a magnificent space station as this. Even the less-than-humble President Lee couldn't help but feel a touch of pride when looking about his grandchildren's astounding work of art.

Everything about The Irised looked flawless from its shining circular outer structure to the inner paradisical beauty that lay within its glittering solar panelled casing. Until now, The Irised inhabitants have a difficult time believing that they are actually living in a miniature version of a man-made Heaven, far away from the polluted Earth and all its crime-riddled cities.

As President Lee....... escorted by several Secret Service agents.......entered the humongous hall centre, he was greeted with the sight of numerous extraordinary gadgets, machinery & devices, all in different shapes & sizes and kept safely behind special glass coverings upon white pedestals. Every Tom, Dick & Harry within the vicinity were busy crowding around one contraption after another with awe-stricken faces and gasps of wonder. The president took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter and was about to inspect a uniquely-designed wrist-watch when he heard a very familiar voice behind him say, "Dad?....is that you?"

Turning around, Thomas couldn't help but smile to himself as he beheld his elderly but still beautiful daughter unusually arrayed in a dark-blue gown riddled with sparkling diamond studs. It was one of those low-back dresses that didn't bother to hide her smooth-milky white shoulders and the gentle curved slope of her back.

"Alice?...you look spectacular tonight!" the president softly exclaimed as he hugged his daughter and gave her a kiss on both cheeks.

"Thanks dad.....the dress was last year's birthday gift from Aurora. She thought it'll suit me perfectly," Superior Director Lee responded, as she smoothly lifted a glass of champagne from the tray of another waiter before hooking arms with her father. "I guess she was right."

"How are the kids by the way?" the former NYC mayor inquired with a slight wistful expression on his face. It had been about 4 years since he last saw them and needless to say he missed them alot.

"They're doing great actually. Always busy with inventing one gizmo after another or developing a serum or an antidote to cure the next major disease."

Scrutinizing her father carefully, Alice noticed that he looked much older and slightly wearier than she expected and her heart went out to him. "You know.....its good that you could make the time & the trouble to come here. They miss spending time with you as well and were actually hoping & looking forward to your visit."

"I hope you're not pushing them too hard in doing their jobs, Alice."

"Hahahaha....are you kidding me dad? The U.N doesn't pay me enough to STOP them from doing what they do. In fact, they give me the most stress by constantly refusing to take a break or even a one day holiday. You know how it is. When it comes to some newly discovered scientific wazoo, those two children of mine will go crazy and work all day and all night until they will eventually fall asleep in their own labs. Thank God Aurora has enough common sense to take 15 minute breaks in-between or even an afternoon siesta during working hours."

InterW.O.R.D Pentagram HQ - London

Arthur Hugo Fray sat on a comfortable office with his short legs up on the table as he nonchalantly briefed through a folder containing the files & paperwork on some of Pentagram's elite and promising super agents. He had just arrived a day ago from a two month holiday trip in Hawaii and being naturally bored, was aching to get back a slice of some of InterW.O.R.D's daily action life. Yawning, he dumped them back onto the wooden desk next to him before grabbing his wine glass and taking a swig of red Bordeaux wine.

Then pressing an intercom button on his desk he said lazily, "Miss Gupta....can you please inform or make an immediate appointment with Elena whateverhernameis.....you know the director of The Pentegram? your boss?....yeah thats right love. Can you please tell her that I'm about to invade her privacy within the space of 1 minute?.... thank you."

Hanging up rudely, he quickly downed the last remnants of his drink before placing the glass heavily onto the desk, tucking the fat brown folder under his arm and proceeding out of the door towards the elevator that would take him to the top floor.

[Merodin]

2035 InterW.O.R.D Science Expo, The Olympus Stadium Hall, The Irised
Artanis and Elendil Helyanwe

"I see the President in the audience tonight." Elendil said into her near-invisible mouth piece, as she looked out among the crowd from the stadium's upper balconies.

"And looks who's with him, the SD. Must be quite a show their putting on..." she heard in her ear from a voice almost identical to her own but much more masculine.

"Well, you know those two. If its not a new way to cure paralysis or another type of cancer, then its probably curing the common cold." she smirked, catching sight of the twins in the throng of people.

"Well, I wouldn't put it past them." Arty,her biological twin, replied. Elendil could see him trailing the twins at a short distance pretending to sip from a red chardonnay that was actually fruit punch.

"Nice tux." she murmured, casting a nervous glance at the small case by her foot. Inside was a high powered long range rifle, which she could quickly pull out and assemble to use should a threat arise concerning the twins. Then again this was the Irised, with heightened security for the President, so what could possibly get through their defenses?

"Thanks, you helped with the tie." he laughed, take a swig from his glass. "Black? We're not exactly attending a funeral."

"Eighteen and you still don't know how to tie your own tie." she laughed, following the twins.

"Well, who needs to learn when I've got such a beautiful sister to do it for me?" he shot back, straightening his tie.

"Oh, shut it! You're so full of shit." she giggled, straightening her own black attire, a black dress with a red rose pinned to her breast.

The twins continued to banter as the monitored the proceedings, keeping a watchful eye on the twins.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Elena Byleth

Elena sat at her desk in her pencil skirt and blouse with her feet up on the desk, showing off some shiny high heels. Her spotless, white hair was tied back into a pony tail as she sipped a cup of coffee and watched The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. That was when the intercom buzzed, making her jump and making her scream out of being startled "God damn it! Don't be one of those people man!" She yelled down the intercom in her strong eastern European accent "What?...Yes...I know you are a woman...Who's coming up?...Oh...Well you tell him that if he interrupts my break again I'll snap off his legs and-...hello?" She tapped the intercom only to find the receptionist had hung up on her.

She sat back in her chair and sighed before sipping her coffee again and kicking her high heels off before hitting the play button on the computer to resume watching her movie that she has so longed to watch for ages.

[Damak Var]

Olympus Stadium Hall, The Irised

Another popular figure wandered through the different displays of scientific inventions with a look of amusement on his face. As soon as Jolevier Tash was seen in the area one dignitary or another would always try to get his opinion. Jolly would just keep walking past, saying something vague in response. In reality, the reason for being here was not the inventions. Though they certainly were interesting to look at.

"Jolly Tash! What do you think of this?"

"Looks promising." He would reply with a smile or something similar.

Walking through, he finally found what he was looking for all along. Surrounded by a few businessmen and diplomats was his beautiful friend Charlotte. Probably here on guard duty. She was wearing the blue dress he had bought for her years ago and of course, it still fits perfectly. Jolevier thought this was a good time to talk to her unlike the many different occasions they have met in the most out of the way places. Adjusting the tie on his two thousand dollar black three piece suit,he sauntered up, interrupting some mediocre scientist who was rambling on.

"Hello miss. A word please? I would like to know what you think of some of these, inventions..." Jolevier said.

The sight of him silenced all the suitors. They knew there was no way they could compete with the handsome billionaire and genius. Charlotte smiled interestingly and took Jolevier's arm. It would be a fitting enough excuse that she was talking to Jolly Tash because he was hitting on her.

"I'll be back boys." She said playfully.

The two of them walked to an empty corner of the room. Jolevier activated a small device that muffled any sound within a two meter radius. Charlotte kept up her flirtatious body language but her words said something completely different.

"The fuck do you want Jolly? I'm working." Charlotte said.

"You work for me remember." He replied right away.

"What are you doing here? Jealous of the twin's inventions?"

"Please, Tash Mavion and myself can conjure up anything these two upstarts can." Jolevier replied casually. Charlotte rolled her eyes playfully to make it look like he had said something she actually thought was impressive. Of course, she thought that was true. Jolevier was unnaturally brilliant and certainly had the resources for it.

"Have anything new for me?" He asked when she did not reply.

For the past two years Charlotte had been coughing over what information she could. Together they had been building dossiers on the members of InterWORD, SCP's and other known metas. Figuring out their abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. Any supernatural she hunted down, she passed on DNA samples, pictures and descriptions to him. Sometimes ash from the demons she killed. As well as keeping tabs on InterWORD's operations. On that Charlotte was not able to tell much, given her security clearance. But the information she had coughed over had been substantial in its breadth and depth.

"I told you. It'll be a while before I can get you their entire registry. Probably not. My security clearance does not give me access to every file. And it isn't as simple as to waltz into the mainframe and download the whole thing. You should not be speaking to me here." She replied.

Jolevier ignored the last comment. "Well stay on it. You know why we are doing this. I don't trust InterWORD as much as the UN does. They have too much power if you ask me. We need an answers to what they have up their sleeves."

Charlotte nodded and there was a pause in their conversation.

"How's the dating life?" Jolevier said breaking the tension.

Jolevier and Charlotte were the greatest of friends. But that was all they ever would be.

"Piss off." Charlotte said right away.

"Miss you too darling. Now make it look like you're giving me your number."

Jolevier handed her one of his business cards. She scribbled something on it while smiling, though he could tell she was irritated. Placing the card in inside of Jolevier's blazer, Charlotte patted it, kissed him on the cheek and walked away. Jolevier made his way back to the displays allowing the crowds to gather around him.

"TMC will have its own expo in a few days. There is nothing A & A can do which we cannot. Other than that, I won't be making any statements." He replied happily if only to placate the stock markets. The crowds dispersed away from Jolevier seeings he was being evasive. A dignitary or two would come to try and chat him up after which he welcomed. But for the most part Jolevier went back to examining the inventions disinterestedly, alone. Later he had a meeting with Alice Lee which would be interesting.

[Dalria]

London, England

"Lassie that was great" Tipper cried out as he rolled off the bed and slipped his pants on, "but I must go" he winked and smiled. Her mouth dropped as his face transformed from the girls boyfriend back into his. As he was about to walk out the woman's boyfriend walked it, "What the hell is going on" he screamed. "Well lad, I took your girlfriend out for a nice ride" the man swung as Tipper dodged it and slammed his fist into the mans rib, instantly dropping and groaning in pain. Tipper walked out with a great smile as he set his bowler hat on top of his head.

He strode down the sidewalk and approached an alleyway. At the end, which seemed like just a wall, he knocked and in turn a slot opened up, "password" an older gentlemen spoke. "Light shines dark" Tipper answered as the stone door slid open. He entered a room full of what "InterW.O.R.D" would consider creatures. An auctioneer listed off things, "pure blood, plasma weaponry, exoskeleton suit" the list went on as Tipper sat down at the bar. "Whiskey" he muttered as the three armed bar tender slid a drink down the counter in which Tipper immediately gulped it down. "Where is it" a voice called behind him. "I have it lad, so calm yourself" Tipper replied vigorously as the drink went down his system. He pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to a vampire. "Payment" Tipper eyed the vampire uneasily, "here, a passport for The Irised, I assume you can change your face to the subject. It has the right I.D. code and such so you can get in without trouble" the vampire walked away back into the shady crowd. Tipper stood up, hailed for another shot, gulped it down once again, and walked out the door.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Olympus Stadium Hall

As the event went on, the elevator door opened up and 5 men wearing suits with red ties walked in carrying briefcases. They quietly moved over and sat down at a table, setting the brief cases down on the tables before opening them up. They all pulled out bullet proof vests and placed them on before pulling out what looked like simple plastic parts. They started fitting the parts together, under the cover of the thick groups of crowds. Nobody really noticed them as they finally slid the magazine into their sub machine guns and stood up.

They looked around before knocking the bolt forwards "Remember. No Russian" One of them said, prompting a reaction from another one "You got that off Call of Duty" The first one grinned before taking the safety off as did the others "Like I care" He said before the group of 5 suited men opened fire into the crowds of people, spraying shots indiscriminately with no single target in mind. It seemed like they were just there to make life miserable for everyone, even off Earth.

[Damak Var]

Olympus Stadium Hall

Right on cue. Jolevier was thinking when the shots were fired. This was too high profile of an event to not go untroubled. Two shots hit him in the back. Luckily the protective nanofibers into his suit hardened at the impact of the bullets keeping him unscathed. He ducked down behind one of the pillars and waited patiently for these hooligans to be taken care of, not worried in the slightest.

No finesse, no style. Whoever was in charge of these men certainly had none. As is anybody who had to kill innocents and cause such a ruckus to get their point across. It made him chuckle to himself a little bit.

Looking over, Charlotte had ducked behind one of the pillars too and brandishing was a pistol. It was a TM-18, a gun he had helped personally design. She returned fire from cover, blasting a few shots from across the Hall and taking down one of the assailants. The bullet splattered his brains.

"Multiple hostiles in the Stadium Hall! Shots fired. Civilians down. Need reinforcements now!" Charlotte yelled into her earpiece while loading a new magazine. She then proceeded to fire a few blind shots from cover.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Sergeant Jones

Sergeant Jones, one of the security officers guarding the stadium entered the room seeing the terrorists "Lethal force authorized! Take em down!" He yelled down his radio as he turned the safety off his G36c Assault Rifle and returned fire, taking one of the Terrorists down before taking cover.

More information was relayed down the radio to all security in the area "Multiple hostiles are crawling all over the building. Subjects are wearing suits, bullet proof vests and clown masks, over" A female voice said down the radio. This prompted the Sergeant to move to new cover and take more shots at another Terrorist, taking him down and leaving only 2 remaining.

Blackwatch Thugs

The 2 remaining thugs looked around before sprinting away from the area, firing inaccurate bursts of fire back at security officers and armed personal as they ran. They ran through a fire exit and into a hall way where two more thugs kept a look out behind them, wearing clown masks and armed with assault rifles "Anyone comes through that door that's not one of ours, waste em" One of them said to the other as they cocked their rifles.

[Damak Var]

Charlotte followed at a sprint. Even though she truly worked for Tash, she took her duties at InterWORD seriously as well. Her genetically enhanced abilities allowed her to run at speeds beyond the normal human.

"Three hostiles down, two on the run. Agent Simms in pursuit." She yelled into the earpiece while running.

Turning the corner, two men in masks opened fire. Agility and quick reflexes allowed her to quickly roll into cover behind a corner. The barrages of gunfire kept coming. Instead of returning the shots, Charlotte tossed a flashbang down the corner, blinding the assailants. Moving out of cover, a bullet to the head of one took him down. Two shots to the chest in the other sent the man reeling but did not penetrate the body armor. Instead of killing this one she fired a shot to his leg to bring him down screaming. Charlotte ran up the man and kicked his gun away before disarming the rest of his weapons.

Security guards ran into the hallway, guns leveled.

"Get this man to the infirmary and keep him under watch. He's to be interrogated."

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Sergeant Jones

Sergeant Jones came around the corner to see Charlotte "Come on! There's more of these guys around here! Stay frosty" He said as he reloaded his assault rifle and ran through the hall only to be met around the corner by what most people have named them as 'Blackwatch Death Troopers' who normally worked in roving Death Squads. They wore heavy armor and sported military training and weaponry. The worst thing about running into this particular man was the fact that he had a GPMG "Oh crap!" Jones yelled before the Death Trooper smashed him in the face with the GPMG and stamping on his hand to disarm him.

Blackwatch Death Trooper

The Death Trooper turned towards Charlotte and cocked his head and smirked which couldn't be seen underneath the balaclava and helmet the guy was wearing "Nice dress...dork" The Death Trooper blurted out before raising the machine gun up to her and opening fire in automatic mode.

[Damak Var]

Charlotte reacted quickly by kicking the barrel of the gun away so the shots went into the wall. A punch to the throat left the man gasping for air. She grabbed the machine gun and tossed it aside. After disarming the rest of his weapons she left the Irised security to take care of the rest. They dragged the man away to the infirmary in handcuffs. Hopefully she would be the one who gets to interrogate him but that wasn't really her department.

"Two hostiles down. One dead one wounded. Wounded hostile has been secured." She said into the earpiece.

"There's still two more." A voice in her earpiece said. Immediately she sprinted off in search of them.

[Merodin]

OOC:Sorry, its rushed. Busy with RL stuff at the same time.
Olympus Stadium, The Irised
Artanis and Elendil Helyanwe

"CONTACT! CONTACT!" Elendil screamed into her mic, kicking open the case and assembling her rifle.

"Shit! Move, move! Out of the way!" Arty yelled, unbuttoning his jacket and pulling out an M1911.

Shoving his way through the panicked crowd, he reached the twins who seemed to have not realized yet what was going on.

"Lets get out of here." He ushered them to the side of the stadium and shouldered open a door. Hurrying them through, Arty slammed it shut behind them.

"Status, sweetheart?" Arty asked, checking the staircase as they descended.

"Couldn't get a shot, but four of them down and only one is still kicking. I still think we follow protocol and evacuate." Elendil swept the crowds again, searching for any more signs of terrorists.

"I concur. We're taking the cruiser. Meet you in a few minutes outside SH-21?" Arty asked, reaching ground level of the staircase. Opening the door slightly, he swept the lobby for any threats but found none. He knew Elendil would be packing up her nest to meet up with them, so he didn't worry about her. The twins' safety was his top priority.

"Alright, look's clear, c'mon." he whispered, stepping out into the lobby and then following the twins to the side door to the parking lot. They found Elendil already waiting outside with the sleek ebony hover cruiser warmed up.

Once they'd all piled in, the cruiser took off heading a few blocks away to Starlight Cafe, one of the many designated safe houses for the twins.

[Novia Soviet Socialist Republic]

Blackwatch Thugs

The two remaining thugs ran outside, still sprinting and heading towards the shuttle that they came here on to try and escape "Go, go, go!" One of them yelled to the other as the first one got in the shuttle and the other shortly after. The one who got in second got in the .50 Cal machine gun on the side. The shuttle began hovering in mid air however, the controls malfunctioned and the shuttle was stuck in hover mode with no way to move into jet mode.

[Calces millia]

Olympus Stadium Hall

Stein was in the hallways with several senior member of Carosone family. They're on their way attending the science expo. They wanted to see numerous new gadget and weapon, which will arrived at their hands sooner or later. Beside the senior member, Stein also protected with 3 guards, each armed with concealed uzi to eliminate any threat that can harm Stein and the geezers. While the guards is busy trying to find a threat, Stein was trying to convince senior member that energy weapon is the family future. Suddenly a gunshot is heard inside the expo, followed with the sound of a gunfight. Stein, the senior member, and the guard stand still for several minutes. And they see a Blackwatch thug trying to fight the security of this place. The guards already escort the senior member to a safe place, while Stein and a family guard stay still.

"Don, let's go!" said the guard with a very deep voices

"No. You go with the old man, I want to see what happening here. Do you have spare pistol?" Said Stein, which quickly replied with a nod and pistol in stein hand.

"Alright Don, if that what you want then I'll stay with you " Replied the guard, Stein didn't said anything though, just nodding to the man. Both walked and take an elevator to the expo. When the elevator door opened, Stein grins a little. The recent attack make all security focused on the Blackwatch, and leaving the expo with several harmless guard.

"HEY! YOU CAN'T COME HE.."Said a guard before Stein blow his head off, The family guard that come with stein is also clip several guards that left in the expo. After all the guard is dead, Stein put his "Cranio Volto" mask and approach a gun that been showed in a glass case and steal it. He then call his guard and instructed him to steal anything that seems interesting to him. Both continue to shatter the glass and take what's inside for several minutes.

[Vaxon]

New York City
Empire State Building
3:55 PM, EST

Daniel Jones had just finished setting up the Bio-Bomb. The bomb would release a gas that, when breathed in, would immediately begin depleting the biological matter inside a person. He finished, and his team knew it as he told them. They were disguised as Janitors, so they slipped into the target bathroom with ease. The bomb was in the vent shaft, effectively making a significant amount of the building able to be harmed or killed. Daniel and Co. left the building, his workers getting in the van they came in, and driving off. He left his signature TICKTOCK watch on a mailbox just outside the building, while no one cared to notice. Then, Daniel began to walk in a rushed way away from the Empire State Building. He was heading towards a cafe with his briefcase, which held various files about possible future targets if this was successful. He was nearing the Cafe...

NYC
Near the Empire State
3:57 PM, EST

The Bomb's trigger was remotely activated by Daniel, as he tossed the detonator in the trash. He was only a minute away from the cafe. Meanwhile, within the building, people came running out screaming due to a green gas now covering any floor below the 3rd floor. They seemed to melt into skeletons right before peoples' eyes, as well as inside the building altogether. Their organs would simply spill out as juice, everything turning ti liquid. The First-Response arrived, but stayed a block away from the building. They waited for the gas to die out before investigating.

[The BranRiech]

NYC

At a cafe', several blocks from the Empire State building, just seconds after the attack

The odd stares were gone the second people started screaming, all the eyes were off of her, and on the building where hundreds were now dead and dying in the most horrible way possible. Ellie Denton, one of Pentagram's top agents, was the one sitting in the corner of the cafe's open seating areas. Her late-day coffee dropped the the ground. Thoughts running through her head switched to something like "What the hell just happened?"

She quickly left some bills at the table to pay for her drink and sandwich, and then started leaving when she bumped into Daniel, one of the perpetrator's of the attack, in fact, the one who had detonated the bomb.

She didn't know this though, and scowled at him as she nearly bowled him over.

"Watch it!" She shouted, a bit more desperately. She needed to find out what was going on while she still could. Gather as much info as she could.

[Rupudska]

Blackwatch Thugs

The two remaining thugs ran outside, still sprinting and heading towards the shuttle that they came here on to try and escape "Go, go, go!" One of them yelled to the other as the first one got in the shuttle and the other shortly after. The one who got in second got in the .50 Cal machine gun on the side. The shuttle began hovering in mid air however, the controls malfunctioned and the shuttle was stuck in hover mode with no way to move into jet mode.

Reine Gagnon

"Now where, pray tell, d'you think you two are going?"

A somewhat tallish woman with pink, shoulder-length hair and small white horns stood a little ways under the wing of the shuttle in a tailored white suit. She stood in such a position that the .50 cal rounds would not hit her from where she was.

"I don't think it was very polite of you opening fire on the people here, do you?"

With an eerie smile, she reached up with a number of her vectors and grabbed the wing of the shuttle. Its slight rotation to the right halted immediately, and she slowly began dragging it towards herself. She positioned it so the entry port was directly overhead, but she took her sweet time getting it there. Not so much giving them a chance as giving them a bit of a scare: Regardless of the shuttle's engine strength in hover mode, it was unable to resist her.

With the entry port now over her head, she let go of the wing and ripped open the door as easily as if it were paper.

"Laden SCP Sechshundertzweiundachtzig."

Her skin at once began to shift in properties, becoming green and scaly, especially on her arms, legs, and neck. Over her face, a mask-like bony plate grew out from her forehead, extending over her nose and mouth to her chin. In some places, it almost looked... rotten.

A longish tail, thick as her thigh at the base and scaled like a pangolin, grew out from the base of her spine to complete the 'look' she had obtained.

Further completing the look was creepy smile still on her face as she pulled herself into the shuttle, looking quite like some sort of scientific hell-beast.

Which isn't all that far off from the truth, she thought with a smirk.

"Now... whose head should I rip off first..."

[Vaxon]

NYC

At a cafe', several blocks from the Empire State building, just seconds after the attack

The odd stares were gone the second people started screaming, all the eyes were off of her, and on the building where hundreds were now dead and dying in the most horrible way possible. Ellie Denton, one of Pentagram's top agents, was the one sitting in the corner of the cafe's open seating areas. Her late-day coffee dropped the the ground. Thoughts running through her head switched to something like "What the hell just happened?"

She quickly left some bills at the table to pay for her drink and sandwich, and then started leaving when she bumped into Daniel, one of the perpetrator's of the attack, in fact, the one who had detonated the bomb.

She didn't know this though, and scowled at him as she nearly bowled him over.

"Watch it!" She shouted, a bit more desperately. She needed to find out what was going on while she still could. Gather as much info as she could.

Some Cafe

Daniel Jones bumped into Ellie, and dropped his briefcase. His various files and such fell out of it, but nothing that was related to the attack.
He began scrambling to pick them up, as in a janitor's costume it would seem suspicious to have all these odd files. Then, the van drove up with his co-workers inside. One of them sat there and waited for him to get in the van after opening the door, hoping that no one would be suspicious. Then, he noticed Ellie beginning to move.
"A little help?", he asks.

[The BranRiech]

Ellie

"Oh, sure thing."

Ellie nodded at the request, at the same time, taking in the features if the man. He was older, that was for sure, and looked quite well fed compared to the diminutive (Yet still intimidating agent). He had several blemishes on his otherwise average face, and seemed like a simple American working in a dead-end job. She still wondered though, why a simple janitor was carrying a briefcase of documents, so he probably wouldn't miss at least one or two pieces.

While he was bending down to grab them, she did the same, coiling her tail around herself for support, as to not topple her over. Her tail covered a few pieces of the papers, the ones she would grab.

"So what the hell was going on over there?" She asked. Maybe he had more information. But by now, she assumed it was an attack of some sort, as the crowd was starting to run down the streets now. "Seems pretty bad."

[Vaxon]

Ellie

"Oh, sure thing."

Ellie nodded at the request, at the same time, taking in the features if the man. He was older, that was for sure, and looked quite well fed compared to the diminutive (Yet still intimidating agent). He had several blemishes on his otherwise average face, and seemed like a simple American working in a dead-end job. She still wondered though, why a simple janitor was carrying a briefcase of documents, so he probably wouldn't miss at least one or two pieces.

While he was bending down to grab them, she did the same, coiling her tail around herself for support, as to not topple her over. Her tail covered a few pieces of the papers, the ones she would grab.

"So what the hell was going on over there?" She asked. Maybe he had more information. But by now, she assumed it was an attack of some sort, as the crowd was starting to run down the streets now. "Seems pretty bad."

Daniel Jones

Daniel finished packing all the papers and such in his briefcase, not noticing the ones Ellie took. Then, he looked back at the Empire State.
"Don't know.", he said, nervously. The van nearby had his co-workers, but if he just up and retreated to it, that wouldn't throw her off. So, he decided to wait for her to run off, or to be dismissed or something. Anyway, Daniel looked back at her, and then looked back at the building.
"You work with InterW.O.R.D., right? You gonna check that out or what?", he asked.

[Primordial Luxa]

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----- Wiltshire, England-----

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With an explosion of black smoke and bestial screams he burst into existence in the middle of the Crux. The smoke spread around him like a seething maelstrom of anger that engulfed several nearby onlookers. It didn’t harm them but in the fleeting touch of the unknowable substance they were allowed a glimpse of the Beyond that would burn itself into their mind for a split second. They saw a vastness of space and all the places that didn’t exist in it, world of flesh and malformed creatures that could stamp out entire universe without even realizing it. And then they forgot it, but the dread remained.

The Figure looked around at the stunned people for a brief second his milky white eyes untraceable to any one thing. He was dressed in a sadistic looking full body leather suit that ripped his skin open in various places and revealed raw muscles, nerves and flesh. He was a shocking sight alone but his face was covered in deep red scares that were obvious not random but intricately cut in specific patterns. He extended a hand and in a display of power unleashed a column of green flames at the nearby people from a tiny gemstone. The first person was cooked to atoms and there was nothing left afterwards but everybody else wasted no time in fleeing and within minutes there was no one else visible on the meadow.

He turned towards the various stones surrounding him and breathed in the crisp air coughing instantly as the freshness was much too alien for his body. He wasted no time and approached the first stone, he inserted a finger into one of his various wound and used the blood from it to begin drawing a series of unnatural symbols and runes on each of the stones at the Crux. He did this in an incredibly methodical fashion chanting all the while in a strange tongue.

[The BranRiech]

Ellie

Damn . . . He knew she worked for InterWORD? How?

Oh yeah, she was wearing the patch on her sleeve.

Ellie rolled her eyes at that little missed fact, and nodded vigorously. "That's none of your business, buddy." She replied forcefully, but still in a civilized tone that conveyed little to no hostility, although she did want this guy to get out of her sight as soon as possible. She did need to go and check on the site, and he was only delaying her further.

She gathered the rest of the forlorn papers from the ground, thankful that the wind didn't blow them away. While she was handing them over, the Lamia trained her eyes on them to see if she could pick up anything from them, just in case the ones she nabbed were not helpful.

"Now go, and don't worry about the papers, none of them are missing." The agent hurried him in an authoritative tone. She was a government (Somewhat?) official, and she needed to go and help. Her suggestion about the papers would seem quite easy to believe, coming from Ellie . . .

[Damak Var]

Jolevier Tash

Reports of the attack in New York quickly reached Tash who watched the live news feed from his home on the Irised. There were video reports of people melting into their skeletons. Like most wealthy people, he maintained a home here too but seldom came. This space station was not the real world where business happens. Seeing the feed, there were video captures of people melting into skeletons. A bio weapon. Acting quickly he communicated with TMC Corporate security. Every one of TMC's corporate facilities had an secret advanced scanning system that detected bombs like that. Jolevier felt relieved when all reports came back negative.

Two major terrorist attacks in one day. This had to stop. Even now he could see the stock markets falling from the panic. After the attack on the Irised, Alice Lee would most likely have to reschedule her meeting with him. Instead of lingering about on the Irised, Jolevier went and boarded his personal shuttle to go back to Earth. A group of bodyguards wearing black suits followed him.

The shuttle landed at the Tash Mavion Corporate headquarters in downtown Seattle. On the top floor was Jolevier's office where he went right away. A spacious room overlooking the Puget Sound. It was time to plan for the future.

[Vaxon]

Ellie

Damn . . . He knew she worked for InterWORD? How?

Oh yeah, she was wearing the patch on her sleeve.

Ellie rolled her eyes at that little missed fact, and nodded vigorously. "That's none of your business, buddy." She replied forcefully, but still in a civilized tone that conveyed little to no hostility, although she did want this guy to get out of her sight as soon as possible. She did need to go and check on the site, and he was only delaying her further.

She gathered the rest of the forlorn papers from the ground, thankful that the wind didn't blow them away. While she was handing them over, the Lamia trained her eyes on them to see if she could pick up anything from them, just in case the ones she nabbed were not helpful.

"Now go, and don't worry about the papers, none of them are missing." The agent hurried him in an authoritative tone. She was a government (Somewhat?) official, and she needed to go and help. Her suggestion about the papers would seem quite easy to believe, coming from Ellie . . .

Daniel Jones

Daniel nodded and then closed up his brief case. Then, he nodded as if saying 'goodbye' to Ellie, when really he was nodding in the direction that he wanted the van to go. It went that direction and waited for him, open. He walked off, disappearing into the crowd of people aimlessly walking around. And then, he got in the van, as it drove off. Daniel disappeared without a trace. Ellie was literally talking to the person responsible for the attack, but she didn't even know it. The van drove off and away from the Empire State.

[The BranRiech]

Ellie

So, a janitor carrying a briefcase away from a major terrorist attack?

Yeah, that didn't seem very right to Ellie, in fact, one might even be suspicious about it. She certainly was, and slithered off into the crowd of people, towards the Empire State buildings. She stopped at the police barricades though, but a quick flash of her badge and she was in. She didn't dare go past the newly established quarantine line though, but at least she was given access to some survivors, and the added protection of the local police, and eventually, the national guard.

There she now sat, at a table near an ambulance, reading through the papers she'd collected. It was three sheets of the stuff that Daniel missed, presumably because they got caught under her tail.

Ellie was also afforded a view on one of the more horrific things she'd seen in her life. Puddles of ooze, bones, stained with the blood and liquified organs of hundreds, all past the quarantine line.

A HAZMAT officer soon came by and gave her a gasmask, which she generously took and donned. She wasn't going in for investigation, but completely expected to see and read the reports that would be taken, so then she could take them back to her headquarters. This didn't seem like something supernatural, so this would need to go to a different department than the Pentagram, but hey, InterWORD was InterWORD, they were all in this together, so her findings should still matter.

But now, she focused on pouring over the papers she'd borrowed from the janitor who was carrying them in the first place. "Heh, yeah, someone never looked more suspicious than him."