The Will of Shadows

/ By Yoruneko [+Watch]

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  1. [Queued] DreStar
  2. [Queued] LizzyBizzy
  3. [Allowed] Sina13
  4. [Allowed] CrazyDiamondRivers
  5. [Allowed] Dragoncita
  6. [Allowed] GuardianAngel
  7. [Allowed] Colorful_insanity
  8. [Allowed] NorthernWolves


[!index]

[h3 Storyline:]
The humans are at it again. Another World War is brewing and this could easily mean the end of all life on Earth. This time, the supernatural community cannot just watch it unfold from the sidelines. Within this society of various creatures, monsters, specters and more, many are divided on what to do about this imminent threat. Two factions in particular uphold the leading solutions for this. One is the Peace Pact Faction, which is create peace and equality through diplomacy among the paranormal and humans to rid this world from the notion of war. The other is the Divine Retribution Faction , which believes the humans are incapable of being anything but destructive on their own and need to be enslaved in order to learn their place.

Both factions want to live in peace, but ultimately have different viewpoints on how to achieve it and find the other idea idiotic. The Peace Pact Faction calls the those from the Divine Retribution Faction DVRs, DV from divine & R from retribution. DVRs record and playback things that have already aired and the Divine Retribution Faction wants to enslave the humans. Since slavery is an extremely old concept, this would be like calling their solution a rerun. In exchange, the DRFs call the Peace Pact Faction members peace preachers.

Ultimately the leaders of the society have decided to send 3 representatives from each faction to go out and investigate the proper course of action. Once they've reached a decision, the rest will move accordingly. Time is of the essence & each representative must keep in mind that the humans have no clue they exist.

[h3 Rules:]
1) Minimum cursing
2) Romance is fine, but it's not the main thing in this rp
3) NO GOD MODDING
4) There will be a posting order, and if you don't post within two weeks you are likely to be skipped. If it may be longer, just communicate that & we can work something out with other posts in the meantime. Stuff happens.
5) Site rules apply

[h3 Skelly:]
If you're interested in joining, pm me a filled out version of the skelly below

[b Puppet-master:]

[b Character's Name:]

[b Character's Picture:]

[b Gender:]

[b Age:]

[b Supernatural Race:]

[b Faction:] Peace Pact or Divine Retribution

[b Personality:]

[b Role in Faction:] This is pretty much why your character was chosen to represent. In other words, what does how does your character stand out from the other faction members? For example, having some connections to the faction leader, being an active force in the cause in a specific way, having a huge following of creatures that support the way you go about spreading your factions cause, etc.

[b Misc:] If there's anything else that needs to be known, put it here.

[h3 Cast:]

[b [size20 Peace Pact Faction: - NEED 1]]

Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=48951 NorthernWolves]

Character's Name: Andreana

Character's Picture:
[pic http://i66.tinypic.com/11r7tyw.jpg]

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Supernatural Race: Wolf Hybrid

Faction: Peace Pact

Personality: Most of the time she's calm, collected, and very thoughtful. But when she's on her spiritual journeys, don't disturb her or else you might find yourself facing a wrathful priestess.

Role in Faction: Andreana is a priestess, who preaches the path of negotiation and non-violence. She has built up a pretty strong following, especially from those who had participated in previous wars and knew what sort of destruction happened during the wars.

Misc: When she goes on her spirit journey, one of her eyes goes to a lilac color while the other one stays the same light blue. She also grows very sharp claws over her fingers.


[B new person here]


Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=29909 Dragoncita]

Character's Name: Atazai

Character's Picture:
Masked- [pic http://i.imgur.com/fGa4DXR.jpg]
Human Illusion- [pic http://i.imgur.com/bmqpzvK.png]
Unmasked- *To be Revealed Later on*

Gender: Male

Age: Somewhere in his 400's

Supernatural Race: Pan

Faction: Peace Pact

Personality: As a Pan, he is secretive, perhaps a bit too much. However, he has his reasons. Though Atazai is also a calm individual who revels in silence and the natural world. Though being introduced to new, busy surroundings, he is obviously curious about it all

Role in Faction: As a Pan Flutist, Atazai has heard and even created many songs. He has written several which promote peace between all races and creatures. As such, his music has been an inspiration among the Peace Faction.
He was asked before to create songs for them, and he has done just that. As such, many within the Peace Faction have heard his music, promoting peace between man, nature, and the supernatural.

Misc: Atazai wears a ring when out amongst humans, which in turns give the illusion of him being human. Though to supernatural eyes, he appears as his true self, masked of course when out and about
There is honestly not much known about the Pan. They are a reclusive supernatural race/species, staying within the confines of their own world in great jungles.
Honestly if the Pan truly wanted, they could simply stay in their world away from everything and everyone else. But they are well aware that with time, their 'perfect world' could very well soon be exposed, and they would prefer to remain in their grand jungles without intruders or others coming and entering to destroy their home.

[b [size20 Divine Retribution Faction: - FULL]]

Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=21145 YoruNeko]

Character's Name: Alicia Kazeki

Character's Picture:
[pic http://i.imgur.com/Ek9u0fC.jpg]

Gender: Female

Age: 24

Supernatural Race: Tengu

Faction: Divine Retribution Faction (DRF)

Personality: Very protective of the entire supernatural community, proud, willful, finds being carefree as a luxury but enjoys the calming feeling of flying in the air

Role in faction: Her uncle is one of the DRF leaders and she’s been an impactful voice to the people to take their place above the humans. Since the humans can’t ever find harmony among themselves, Alicia truly believes that the best way to save their world is assert their superiority and keep them in check.

Misc: Besides the community, her wings are her pride and joy


Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=20678 Colorful_insanity]

Character's Name: Anathuil and Anethe human names: Riley Silvers and Rulian Blind
Character's Picture:
[pic https://i.imgur.com/Qx4FlSkm.jpg]
Gender: male and male
Age: unknown
Supernatural Race: Xirn
Faction: Divine Retribution
Personality: Riley is very refined, calm, collective, and a very silver tongued person. Rulian is very bubbly, out going, but intelligent and very seductive.

Role in Faction: Riley is one of the higher leaders within the Divine retribution where Rulian is his brother and a fellow leader, both have a very high standing of followers both supernatural and human alike. Not many actually have seen the two in person in their true Xirn forms, and may know them to always be together and work as a pair. you won't see one without the other close by and its usually a switch off between the two who is beating the crap out of people and taking names.

Misc: The two don't go by their real names so to not inform those in the field that they are two of the leaders of the group, so Riley goes by Ri(rye) and Rulian goes by Ru (Rue). The only way you can tell the difference between the two is their eye color. Riley has a dark blue while Rulian has an almost white shade of blue eye. Riley's breath power is a very powerful gas that can be used like a knock out gas or if intensified enough a very lethal toxic gas. Rulian's breath is that of sound from a small irritable noise to a brain damaging sound. Both Riley and Rulian have angelic feathery wings; to be exact each one has four pairs, or eight, wings.


a Xirn is a dragon type angel that had been banished from the heavens during the great war between the angels and demons, as they did not pick sides, but chose to stay neutral in the fight. Originally thought to be the guardians to the garden of Edan Xirns are a lot like dragons, they have an elemental breath and have a harden leathery skin instead of the plushy human skin. Their eye colors are based off their elemental powers. Hunted down by their own kind Xirns are a rarity and can be found fighting both angels and demons. Xirns also are believed to have some type of dragon like feature such as horns, tails, scales, etc.

Xirn are not known to keep their actual form as they are to large to go unnoticed, however they can manipulate their body form to take on the aspect and look of other races, their preferred races however are the angels, Nephilim, vampires, and demons. although they are known to also take on the aspects of elves, fae, merfolk and the like as well.


Puppet master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=16194 Guardian Angel]

Character name: Ylva Grimhildsdottir

Character image:
[pic https://pic8.co/sh/tu2GUo.jpg]

Gender: Female

Age: 1,250 last she checked

Race: Valkyrie

Faction: Divine Retribution

Personality: Ylva is a wise and caring Valkyrie, though years of dictating the ebb and flow of combat has most certainly left it's mark. Looking down upon those she sees as below her, she can come across as condescending and patronizing. If someone catches her eye, though, she will guide them down the proper path as any mother would. Of course, the only way to save the humans is to enslave them. They are far too dangerous to be left to their own free will.

Role: As someone who has been on the front line near constantly for the past thousand years, she knows how dangerous the humans are, to both themselves and everyone else. The Manhattan Project made a lot of extra work for her. Having been one of the more influential figures of the Divine Retribution, mostly because she was one of the first things the dead would see as they passed, she has been assigned to "enlighten" those at the talks.

[b [size20 Reassigned from Mission]]

Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=73534 Sina13]

Character's Name: Tsuki

Character's Picture:
[pic https://i.imgur.com/0Ui34gZm.jpg]

Gender: female

Age: 22

Supernatural Race: fox hybrid

Faction: Peace Pact

Personality: Pretty chill, reserved and lowkey playful, is very calculative in her thought process and plans, can be nice when she wants to, has anger issues sometimes, gets bored easily, looks for entertaining things to do, has a keen interest for anything artistically messy, has a chaotic side

Role in Faction: Is chosen to represent because despite her quiet and reserve and calming appearance, her ideas and actions are rather explosively creative and somewhat messy. She thinks outside the box and her heart is in the right place. She has good morals despite her frustrations with the humans sometimes. Also her older sister is good friends with the leader.

Misc: she has a tattoo on the back of her left shoulder, her inner upper right arm, likes to drink, and smokes.


Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=384 Aangskate]

Character's Name: Azrael

Character's Picture:
[pic https://i.imgur.com/0LvYWJo.jpg]

Gender: Male

Age: Ancient

Supernatural Race: Angel of Death

Faction: Divine Retribution

Personality: Azrael is very a very cynical creature but his wit and sarcasm provide relief from the darkness he was born into.

Role in Faction: Azrael has been a bearer of death for many generations. Although he is a loner by nature, Azrael has been charged with leading the lower ranking angels. While he has disdain for humans, and wishes for the DRF to control them, he finds no joy in lives lost. He performs his work solemnly, respecting even the shortest lives.

Misc: Azrael is often seen to be in the company of a hellhound, Garm. Garm is large, scruffy black dog, whose eyes glow red when he feels threatened or when he is out haunting.


Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=78820 Knight-]

Character's Name: Yatsu Chikushou

Character's Picture:
[pic http://i.pinimg.com/originals/b7/de/53/b7de538a9cf0bbfef843dbf20606e8cf.jpg]

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Supernatural Race: Yaksha/Human Hybrid. Mother was a Yaksha and his father was a human.

Faction: Peace Pact

Personality: Yatsu is a laid back man with few things that catch his interest. Good talks a good drink and a reason to swing his blades. Though only being half-blood the thrill of battle still runs in his veins. Any chance to swing around his blade he will take. He is a man of honor and duty and will repay any debt he incurs. A man with a calm simple demeanor and a sense of humor. He's straightforward and despite his sense of duty still has a thirst for battle. He's a living contradiction despite his hard headedness he is aware of this fact. He's no tactician but he's more emotionally intelligent than he lets on.

Role in Faction: A Wandering swordsman who had incurred a debt to the faction. He had caused trouble for the peace corp in the past getting into a fight. However, an old man an officer had stepped forward to defend Yatsu despite the deeds he had seen potential in the child. Calling off his arrest for the damages he caused and Yatsu being raised the way he had by his mother. He feels the urge to repay his debt to the peace corp. Even though a peaceful world seems awfully boring to him.

Misc: Despite his formidable combat ability his ranking in the faction has always been rather low. Strangely he has been elected a representative even so he doesn't command much respect or authority. He's seen more as a deviant waiting for the chance to use his blades again.


[b [size20 Human Organization Members]]

Puppet-master: [http://rp.eliteskills.com/u.php?u=80061 JoJos_Bizarre_Rivers]

Character's Name: Rivers

Alias: Stray Dog, Rider on the Storm, Crazy Diamond,
Referred to as Stray Dog due to his wandering tendencies, as if he has no purpose.
Called Rider on the Storm by lower organization members because he doesn’t care about conditions or havoc he causes, he’ll get what he wants.
The organization refers to him as Crazy Diamond, due to his tendency to grin and have a “Diamond-like shine in his eyes” when a battle is challenging for him. This is the only time he ever smiles.

Character’s Appearance: https://imagizer.imageshack.com/img922/1797/NzJIHc.png

Gender: Male

Age: Unknown, but seemingly very old.

Human Organization: Classified, but referred to as Project ARROWHEAD. Their purpose is unknown. Its unsure wether or not Project Arrowhead is the real name.

Rank: S-class Anomaly Control Specialist (ACS)

Theme Song:
I’ll have links when they’re meant to be listened to.
[main THEME] Shine on You Crazy Diamond
[traveling THEME] Riders on the Storm , [battle THEME 1] Dogs ,
[battle THEME 2] The Trial

Notable Abilities/Skills: Not very supernatural, but powerful. He’s a human hybrid, the second half being unknown. He’s more human than not, though. He’s an expert in hand-to-hand combat and an amazing swordsman. He’s is also very good with guns, thanks to his amazing eyesight. When it’s quiet and he’s alone, he injects a drug into his right temple that help him calm down. He heals way faster than the average human, and has way more endurance, speed, and strength than one, as well.

Personality: Quiet, a lone wanderer. His eyes are unreadable, yet always cold and calculating. They’re a piercing blue, and they seem to know what you’re thinking instantly.

Role in Organization: He gets sent out on assassination and ambush missions without any backup. He prefers killing, but receives a lot of capture orders as well. He’ll kill anyone he’s been told to, or anyone who gets in his way. Or just someone who pisses him off.

Loyalties: Part of a human organization that exterminates the supernatural. He does this in return for information where he can find the antidote. At some point, he may get tired of the game and just get the rest of the information and kill the CEO. He’s very unpredictable.

Misc: His true purpose has something to do with his brother. It’s assumed that the “antidote” he’s searching for is to help his brother, but it’s unclear. His brother is full human. He remembers nothing about his past other than taking care of his brother and killing his abusive parents.

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On Alicia's way out of the bedroom, Andreana brought up a point about the beds. She was used to sharing space with her cousins. They all found comfort wrapped in their own wings anyway. So, she didn't even think about that wasn't clockwork for everyone. [#c99013 "Yes, that'll be fine. Splitting the beds 2 and 2 will work well. I've already put my belongings on the bedspace closest to the window. So, I'll sleep there. How the rest is split is up to the rest of you. I usually decide by first come first serve in claiming a spot."] Making eye contact with Ylva as well, [#c99013 "Is that okay?"] She didn't see Tsuki at the moment. Hopefully that was fine with her too.

Turns out, she was in the main room just heading into the bedroom with her bag. However, that was when the rest of them were doing the reverse. The guys' were already out there and Ylva didn't miss the chance to reprimand Ra and Yatsu. Yatsu was bad enough, but Ra… They lucky they were gone authorities arrived, however that was still evidence…. Very public evidence. [I [#c99013 "Was something like this what Uncle Ren was concerned about?]] After Ylva stormed off into her room Alicia also said something to the two of them. [#c99013 "I agree with Ms. Grimhildsdottir entirely. Let's at least be discreet. I have them out in here, but I'm not going to walk around in human view with my wings out. I'd really like to, but that'd jeopardize the entire mission. What if that attracted unwanted attention and we had to be pulled out?"]

Suddenly, Tsuki's face scrunched with a wince as if she heard something loud and abrupt. Neither Alicia nor anyone else heard anything despite being in the same room. As Tsuki looked out into nowhere…. Alicia recognized it as Tsuki's expressions changed as if she was defending herself in a conversation. It was telepathy. Someone from the Council must be giving her a difficult time with something. They probably didn't like her reaction to the random voice suddenly booming through her skull.

Alicia and her cousins were telepathically berated enough times to know how it looked on the outside and felt personality. Their elders could be brutal. Uncle Ren often used telepathy to help Alicia calm down and refocus after being scolded for 'not trying' during shifting sessions. Not trying was one of the softer phrases they used. So, she understood how easy it was to react to someone entering your head and taking control of the dialogue.

Tsuki sighed and put on a sad smile for everyone. Although Ylva went into the room, she still told everyone that she had to go and hopefully will be back. Even if she didn't, she hoped everyone would start getting to know each other and get along. Tsuki then went around to hug everyone, saving her sister for last. After their moment, she walked off.

Yatsu seemed dazed from the whole thing. His eyes and focus were no longer present until he snapped back as Tsuki went towards the girls' bedroom area. Her he honed in and darted after her, saying for her to wait and she couldn't just leave like that. As a portal opened for her departure back, he ended up tumbling into it after her.

[#c99013 "Let's resume our little meeting tomorrow."] Alicia went into the room shortly after that tear in space closed up as if it was never there. Ylva was still there, but so were three boxes with notes on them. There was one resting not only with Ylva but on Alicia and Andreana's spots too. Alicia approached hers… It was from Tsuki. She even bought presents for everyone…

Not too long after, a soft hum started up out of nowhere and then abruptly stopped. If she didn't have heightened hearing, Alicia wouldn't have noticed. It was another portal. They had a new teammate, hopefully two. Regardless, Alicia needed to go fly somehow to clear her head after everything.
  Alicia Kazeki / Yoruneko / 3d 10h 14m 26s
[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Ylva rolled her shoulders a little bit, almost as if trying to get a kink out of them. The lack of her many wings was refreshing, but wholly unnatural to her. The supernatural creature before her, it's name being Yatsu, didn't look to be the brains of the group. And being of the Peace Pact... [#ebb923 Maybe I could sway him to join us. Wait. Why is he looking at me like that?] A confused look crossed her face as she shook his hand, not quite understanding that she was being hit on. Before she could ask any more questions, they were joined by a woman who looked to be right off the cover of one of those "romance novels" she had heard about. After a quick introduction, she smiled gently to the newcomer. [#24f0d1 "Greetings, Chikushou and Kazeki. I heard mention of a rendezvous?"]]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 At that moment, something called for her to look over her shoulder. She had felt this sensation a million times, but the tingles always made her alert. [#ebb923 Even someplace like this? Humans are truly barbaric. We must take over to end this non-] Looking over her shoulder, she watched through the windows of the shop as a large metallic thing smashed into R&R, the operator of the contraption becoming wounded. The loud grinding of metal on metal, glass shattering, and the wheels locking in place. There was no way in Helheim that went unnoticed. To the Chikushou, Kazeki, and the newest arrival, a spunky looking raven haired woman, Ylva's eyes would've changed from their usual gold to an icy blue-white before she turned to look. Meeting her eyes would send a chill down almost anyone's spine, as if they were being hunted. The eyes of a Valkyrie preparing to pass judgement was a sight foretelling of imminent death.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 [#ebb923 That imbecile! If they just endangered this mission, I'll personally escort him to Helheim!] Quickly turning back to Kazeki, the rush of battle filling her body with what felt like unlimited energy, she spoke in hushed tones. [#24f0d1 "Kazeki, please lead the way to this rendezvous. Post haste, but inconspicuously. Humans do not waste time reacting to dangerous scenarios."] She glared daggers at R&R as they hypocritically criticized Chikushou.]]

[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Following another newcomer, this one a cute little blonde female they entered into a "hotel" and secured lodging. As she entered the "elevator", she thought about how human inns and taverns must've evolved greatly. Stepping out into a spacious room, she could only marvel at how such lowly humans could've constructed something so grand. Though her thoughts were soured by the look of the beds. They looked so stiff, and small compared to what she was used to. Returning to the main room, she rose her voice in a very authoritative and commanding tone. [#24f0d1 "Ra, what in the All-Father's name were you thinking?! Do the words 'undercover mission' mean nothing to you?! Are you attempting to make a joke of the DRF? We have been given this mission, and I will not tolerate failure. Am I understood?"] She turned her eyes to the other male in the room. [#24f0d1 "That goes for you too, Chikushou. These incidents are going into the report. Please don't make me do stuff like this again."] Her voice softened for the final sentence, and she made her way into the girls room after her not so little outburst.]]
  Ylva Grimhildsdottir / GuardianAngel / 49d 6h 57m 55s
[pic https://pic8.co/sh/iG6ZfG.png]

Retrieving the brown belt was easier than slicing cake. Andreana already knew where they were, no time lost in locating the rack with them, taking a minute to browse through the varied selection. She couldn't locate a brown coloured belt to suit her fashionista pallet, but there was a black coloured belt with a few metallic silver spikes. Moving it from the rack and closer to the eyes Andreana gave a quick lookover before speed walking to the checkout and buying it.

Coming back to the informal group gaggle there appeared to be a newcomer, but the number stayed the same. Andreana swiveled her head around, all the Peace Pact members present and accounted for but not the same for the DRF; This new female, Ylva with some unpronounceable last name, replacing the dark edgy guy who'd disappeared without a sound.

And then came the time for finding a place to stay. Though the feeling wasn't shown on the face, Andreana did feel pride in Tsuki as she navigated their group through the confusing mess of a city and to a fancy lookin hotel. Yes Tsuki might be the youngest and most childish, maybe except for Yatsu, but because of all those drunken outings she'd managed to gain street knowledge which none of them held.

Andreana definitely needed some more one-on-one moments with Tsuki, only now realizing the time gone by and missed.

And just to rub it in further, not on purpose, Tsuki easily acquired a room along with keys to access it. It would not do well to hang up on this feeling, the past already had gone its course. But the future, one could change the future.

As they travelled upwards to their room Andreana spotted water inside the building with many humans either surrounding or inside it. That needed to be examined, but maybe later since kersplatting against the ground from jumping was a bad way to go out.

In Andreana's opinion she dislikes their room's aesthetic. She enjoyed the more natural aesthetics, hence her room looking like the middle of a forest, all this artificial stuff just too bright and dead. No room for life to take hold, bloom and grow. But she might as well adapt to this lifeless form since most humans lived like this, the creatures they'd been sent to study.

[+purple "So since the female's are split half-and-half, then maybe the beds should be shared like that?"]
  Andreana Elenora / NorthernWolves / 65d 15h 22m 51s
Already accustom to their voices Ra had shifted his body weight against the counter as he heard the loud show off of a samurai from the peace pact side of the group man handling a table as rumors flew around the shop quickly about him across the street in another shop. Doing what the humans called a high five to the face the creature started headed towards Yatsu to stop half way across the street. Seeing dust in his eyes and having a load noise blaring in his left ear he saw that it was a car, but indented like it hit a wall of some sort. From there an ever annoying growth of chirping from the humans that exited the car with the ruby red liquid of blood running down his arm and a bit of his face. Screaming something about his car and how Ra shouldn't have been in the way, but his body language more seemed dazed and confused how the creature came out unharmed.

Was the cause of the dent him? Probably but it didn't matter to the less then amused Xirn. Closing the gap between him and the entrance to the shop the small group was forming in Ra heard Alicia introduce herself, along with a questioning of the other creature's name like she wanted to make sure she pronounced the other women's name correctly. Ylva Grimhildsdottir, He had heard of her before, she was a Vlykrie and like her sisters worked along side death in collecting the souls of the dead, their job however had more description to it and more requirements. Of course it was also still a very active job.

Stepping up next to Alicia a smile across his face. [#0a71d1 "Hello Lady Ylva. I am Ra. Also a member of the DRF. This makes four of us, but where have our other two companions seem to have disappeared to?"] turning to Yatsu he motioned with his finger the downward motion. [#0a71d1 "You know that lifting tables is not a sport for humans. So you man handling the thing like its a feather isn't keeping us hidden."] Had completely forgotten the extensive damage he himself did to the car in the street the male took a seat that had not been picked up and pulled a water bottle from the bag he carried and took a few sips.

Ah water from the Springs of Morkar was refreshing to the supernatural, but if a mortal was to get ahold of it they would feel revitalized almost like the peak of their body's abilities. It was a sight the xirn did not wish to see...a second time. Taking a few of the clothing he had gotten Ra had followed his fellow super naturals to the hotel they would be staying at.

At first the words seemed confusing to what was going on he would catch a few here and there in the other languages of the guests around but it was being spoken to fast to or low for even his own ears to get them all. Ra had felt more comfortable when the party returned with keys to the room. Cramming himself inside the metal box and hearing the creaking made him wary and very claustrophobic which made it even worse when the box started moving. Grabbing the railing he kept his stone face, but inside his gut was wrenching left and right and into knots.

Getting to the penthouse room he felt more comfortable to be in the open space of the shared commons area. The only separation was males and females slept apart and their bathrooms were also separate. [#0a71d1 "That puts it four of you in one room and myself and Mr Yatsu in the other."] Looking to the other male of the group he nodded. his agreement to the idea.
  R&R fused / Colorful_insanity / 68d 13h 57m 39s
Tsuki delayed announcing her plans when Azrael asked for a moment and walked back through the store. This gave Alicia's mind a moment to run. Despite quietly enjoying the clothes, Alicia still couldn't get used to not having her wings. They've been with every moment of her life. Although it may sound reasonable, that fact was odd since Tengu were able to transform. Yet, there were a couple of reasons for that.

She'd hate to admit it, but transformation was always a struggle for her. Not wanting to hide her wings was honestly a secondary reason to it. Bringing her wings in and out was something she should have mastered when she was little. She eventually stopped trying. Without taking the time to practice transformation, she exchanged it to excel in other abilities.

Regardless of how she had played it off, missing out on other transformations was embarrassing. However her failure over the mere basics was evident. These consequences ate at her pride. [#c99013 [i What kind of tengu had to have some adhesive spray suppress their wings?]] She couldn't go through the whole trip so shamefully. Here in the human realm, she needed to explore without feeling so trapped and having this weighing over her.

Getting her thoughts back on track, Alicia noticed she couldn't locate Azrael at all anymore. So, Alicia started scanning through the store to see if she could locate their missing angel. She ended up finding Yatsu making his purchase. The cashier properly had some fear in his eyes after Yatsu picked up the table. For this feeble species, such a simple task was almost impossible without aid. She disregarded their conversation to return to her search for Azrael, just to find Andreana rushing back through the store as well. Judging by how she went right by entire racks, she seemed to be looking for something specific to add to her clothes. Alicia made sure to keep an eye out for her as she continued her own search. She didn't want to lose track of two teammates.

Although he was an Angel of Death, Alicia was getting worried. They wouldn't have him escorting souls during this mission. So, it didn't make sense why he would suddenly disappear. If those subnaturals did something to him… This mission would conclude very he l early with their entails scattered around. Her gaze went back to Yatsu as an unfamiliar figure approached him.

Alicia left Ra and Tsuki to make her way over there, cautiously surveying what was around them and herself. The figure finally walked out of the maze of clothes racks and reached Yatsu. She had long silver hair and wore what was called 'business attire', at least based on the signage in the store. After hearing her introduction to Yastu, Alicia finally relaxed a bit and walked over to them. She was taking over for Azrael. Even if something happened, that meant the Council stepped in and have Azrael back.

When there was a break in their conversation, Alicia asked, [#c99013 "Excuse me for interrupting. Ylva Grimhildsdottir, right?"] She noticed a moment before saying that that Yatsu was in the middle of flirting, but Alicia didn't feel too bad. He could easily continue during their upcoming meet and greet. Relocating to their space away from humans was her first priority. She could ask about Azrael then. [#c99013 "It's nice to meet you. I'm Alicia Kazeki, also from the DRF. We're about to regroup at the place we'll be staying. So, I'm glad you arrived now."]

When everyone was set to leave, Tsuki took them to a place referred to as a 5-star hotel. She stepped up to a long desk with multiple humans behind it and started talking to one. A minute later, she was back with key cards for their suite and rooms. They entered a cramped metal box that uses cables to carry people up and down the building. This 'elevator' took them to the top floor.

The doors opened directly into their living quarters. They walked into an open room with a table and chairs and a kitchen sectioned off to the back with a bunch of metal appliances and drawers. On each side of this area was a door. Tsuki explained that one room was for the girls and the other was for the boys. Each room had their own bathrooms, but the rest was shared. Tsuki really knew how things worked here. While everyone was looking around, she picked up this bulky combination device and ordered for a bunch of drinks to be brought up.

While Tsuki did that, Alicia went to the bedroom the girls were sharing. There was a window at the back of it. It was already nighttime. The soft glow of the moon beckoned her to join in the skies. Looking down, the tree leaves danced to a light breeze that flowed through. Instead of the artificial cold air being pumped into the room, She could almost feel the cool, refreshing air around her. She decided to back away from the window. There were two beds that seemed big enough for two people to be comfortable.

There was a little pamphlet on a small table with pictures and diagrams about different styles for rooms and what they came with. Apparently this suite had two king size beds in both rooms, fully-equipped kitchen, comfortable seating and amenities, three 40" flatscreen TVs and complementary WiFi. There was more, but stopped reading after whatever that WiFi thing was. [#c99013 [i So these are beds sized for kings?]] According to the paper, there were also queen and twin sizes.... Humans were so backwards... After setting the brochure back onto the table, she walked over to the windows again and closed the curtains. In order to mark it, Alicia set her bags next to the closest king bed on the side that faced the window. Although she wanted to go outside and fly, Alicia took out the Blend spray at set it on the nightstand to her right. It wasn't safe to go out, but she'd at least breathe in the room. She wiped off the Blend, instantly freeing her dark wings from its suppression. It was so reassuring to have them. Finally taking in that they were on the Surface, she sat down on the corner of her spot. With that moment over, she went into the living area to meet up with everyone and start their group meeting.
  Alicia Kazeki / Yoruneko / 70d 13h 45m 9s
[center [h3 Valkyries and Demons]]

[center [b "Salutations fellow human being" Yatsu turned while he looked the women over with a light laugh. He wasn't exactly subtle but the way she was talking? Yatsu found it hilarious and a bit charming too. He offered a light whistle with a grin as he shook her hand.]]

[center [+darkred A replacement for that stiff huh? Guess that puts in different factions huh? Doesn't mean we can't get a friendly drink together though huh?]]

[center [b He didn't have a defined loyalty to the peace corp. Honestly how he felt about humans? He wasn't even entirely sure he was half human after all but that hardly affected his preference either way. He grinned at Ylva though it was meant to be a flirtatious grin it came off a bit insidious with a strange aura. Maybe if one was perceptive enough they could tell he was checking her out not trying to eat her. Though on a surface level? He almost looked like he was more so trying to pick a fight rather then take her out for a drink.]]

[center [+darkred Hey the names Yatsu Chikushou but Yatsu's just fine! A pleasure to make your acquaintance Ylva!]]

[center [b After shaking her hand aggressively he stretched his shoulders out. Regardless if he'd be going alone or not he was dying to go out and get some Sake.]]

[center [h3 OOC]]

[center [b Sorry if the post is a tad short been a bit since I played Yatsu so trying to get back into character!]]
  Yatsu Chikushou / ShieldHero- / 101d 15h 13m 52s
[font "Times New Roman" [size14 Ylva stretched her wings and back as she made her way towards the Hall of Divine Retribution. Having been one of the original Valkyries, most of the Norse pantheon knew of her, as did most of the other Valkyries. As she approached the Hall, Valkyries, Tengu, Jötunn, and even a Serpopard fled her path. Whispers fluttered through the frigid air about her being on a war path. Passing a skin walker, she made her way into the Hall. Looking towards a very regal looking Tengu male. [#24f0d1 "Renkoku!"] Her voice boomed across the Hall, conveying her annoyance and frustration. [#24f0d1 "Why in Odin's name has all of Azrael's duties been dumped upon myself and my ladies?! You know Valna has been worked to the bone. During peak war season, no less."]]]

[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Renkoku merely stared at Ylva as she brought her production his way. His posture was composed and his eyes were steadfast with authority and reason. [#85f067 "Ylva. No need to worry. Azrael had to be recalled to his post due to some unfortunate circumstances with his replacement. You are the most qualified person to take this on in his stead."] Renkoku did not need anymore complications. He was already on edge with the nature of this mission as much, if not overshadowed by the personal risk involved. Azrael's failed replacement sent everything into utter chaos, and more was still being added. He took a deep breath that came out almost as a sigh. [#85f067 "As for Valna and the rest, the outcome of this mission will be a determining factor in their upcoming workload. So this, not only lies in your jurisdiction, but will be in your favor to have a hand in it."] He paused for a moment to let her ponder his words. [#85f067 "Nevertheless, the decision is final and you'll be leaving at once. Cieron will direct you from here."]]]

[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Receiving the news with grace, Ylva nodded to Renkoku. [#24f0d1 "Thank you, Renkoku. I shall depart immediately."] After getting instructions to Cieron, and a written set of new orders to give to Azrael, she turned on her heel. Making her way out of the Hall, she flapped her wings and took off towards Cieron. After a short and concise discussion with Cieron, and a quick spray of the Blend, Ylva found herself on the surface world.]]

[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Watching humans walk around, not killing each other was kind of refreshing and unsettling in it's own right. For over a thousand years, all she had seen of these creatures were their blood thirsty and wrathful side. Attempting to ignore them, and her senses not alerting her to nearby deaths, she made her way into the store. Hunting Azrael down wasn't that difficult, especially with that hell hound of his. Giving him the orders from Renkoku, Ylva got a quick briefing and rundown as to what the plans were currently, before heading off to do a little shopping for herself. Not quite sure how these things worked, she wanted to make it clear to the other five representatives that she was here on business, not for leisure.]]

[size14 [font "Times New Roman" It took Ylva a bit, but she found what she was looking for. In a shop a few stores down, they were selling formal wear. The man behind the counter was more than happy to assist her, if only to get the oddly dressed woman out of his store as soon as possibly. Ylva didn't mind it though, as she didn't want to interact with such a lowly being any longer than possible. After taking some quick measurements, and choosing a style, she was brought out five jackets, each with matching blouses and skirts. Handing the man her card, she watched as the lowly being pushed some buttons onto a box, and jumped a little as it beeped. Seeing the man not react to the beeping, she relaxed a little, watching the numerical value increase with interest. Not quite understanding the connection between the number displayed, she vaguely heard the cashier mention a "sale", and the number decreasing. Handing over the plastic card when prompted, she completed her purchase. Borrowing a changing room, she quickly changed into a white blouse, black skirt, and black jacket. Gently taking the rest of her clothing, and a briefcase which she bought quickly, she headed towards the front of the other store.]]

[size14 [font "Times New Roman" That was when she spotted the odd looking human lifting a table with one arm. Coming to the conclusion that such a person not only being supernaturally gifted, being in this general area, and not being a part of the representatives were very low, Ylva made her way over to the musclebound creature. [#24f0d1 "Salutations, fellow human being. I am here to replace our companion, Azrael. My name is Ylva. You may call me Ms. Grimhildsdottir."] She offered the creature a handshake, as she was informed was a customary greeting Topside.]]
  Ylva Grimhildsdottir / GuardianAngel / 102d 11h 22m 48s
[center [h3 Start Of A Journey]]

[center [b "So this is the human world huh?" Yatsu wouldn't struggle fitting in. The only thing was his right eye being of demonic nature. It seemed the humans had ways of changing eye colors sure... But the way it appeared? Maybe that couldn't easily be explained away? Except.. The council had ways of hiding such things it appeared.]]

[center [b The first thing Yatsu wanted to do? Was get a drink. Perhaps it was the wild swordsman in him but he was curious if humans had found anyway to grow stronger since last he met one. His father was a strange case who used to combat with the demons. needless to say his father's thoughts on the matter changed when he met Yatsu's mother. Still Yatsu was curious... He was here as the peace corp though wasn't he? He shouldn't be trying to pick any fights with "Tough" opponents. So a drink it was! The others however seemed more curious to get clothes.]]

[center [+blue Nice Samurai outfit man! Is that Edo period?]]

[center [b A man called to Yatsu as he strolled. He chuckled lightly offering a simple wave but no exchange of words. So that's how his outfit appeared? An edo period "Samurai" he's heard of Samurai and the code of Bushido. It was a class of warrior like many others he respected. The "weapons" these cosplayers had? Along with their "armor" seemed... Impractical and frail. "It must be ceremonial yes?" than again he understood some of humans from his childhood. The humans liked to dazzle and wonder on the supernatural. Despite not knowing it truly exist.]]

[center [b Yatsu didn't ponder on it long. It was hard for an idea to keep his attention long. It seemed they had been given the humans currency to make purchases such as clothes. Yatsu had gotten nothing but long jeans both torn and not. With a few plain T-Shirts, he barely even paid attention to all he got he'd look later as he packed it tight into a suitcase. Yatsu looked around the store before finding a nice marble table.]]

[center [+darkred How much for this? Hmm.. Maybe I shouldn't.. But I like the style. I could just carry it till we find a place..]]

[center [b The table was rather large and unwieldy and the shop keep had only tilted his head. Yatsu had grabbed the table with one hand lifting it up under his arm. Even by other supernatural creatures standards? Yatsu's physical prowess was immense. On the negative side he couldn't wield or cast magic. Even by Demon's standard Yatsu's never met one with more brute force than him. The shop keep had stammered a bit as Yatsu blinked tiling his head confused.]]

[center Your.. Oh I get it! Your a magician right? Is this for a new tv show? You guys get me every year but this takes the cake! How'd you do it?]

[center [+darkred Magician.. You have magicians? So you can use magic now huh..]]

[center [b Yatsu put the table to catch up with the others. Interesting.. If humans can use magic now? Maybe they weren't so hopeless. Was this part of the mission? To learn such things? Maybe he should tell the others of the "Magicians" he's learned about. First though.. He grinned looking back to see Andreana was going back for more.]]

[center [+darkred I see she's enjoying the humans shops well huh? Isn't strange how many humans try to mimic the appearance of her and Tsuki? The ears and the tails? Do they mourn not having such things? I for one enjoy not having either one in the way. So how about we look for a tavern and get a drink?]]
  Yatsu Chikushou / ShieldHero- / 162d 9h 41m 12s
The land of the humans, the upper world. It was a change of scenery to the usual supernatural world which somehow badly coexisted under the natural world. Whether the change was for the better was debatable, on the one hand you had something different to look at while on the other hand you were living within a society where people had an aptitude combined with a high tendency for violence. An interesting combination, existing in a world which had beauty but every second faced the threat of total annihilation. And there was the question their group of six, seven if you asked Andreana’s opinion, had come to solve, whether by convincing the humans or going exterminatus on them.

Now Andreana had in the past traveled to the human world so she wasn’t completely lost, but those inter-world travels had been few and mostly consisted of visiting various temples and churches to have theological discussions with human priests, popes, and whatever other name for all the religious positions there were. If one wanted a long and interesting debate about the religions of the human world then Andreana would be the best bet amongst the group, but that was her limit of the understanding of the human world.

Andreana eyed around, meticulously scanning everyone and everything as her nose took in the smell of the place. The humans, every single one of the what seemed millions of them, wore costumes which either have them an animalistic appearance or something even Andreana could not comprehend. Even though her understanding of the human world was shitty, Andreana knew enough that this place hosted one of those human things where they dressed up completely out of the norm. A good starting location to find more suitable clothing to help blend, for the six, [i [+purple Seven you idiot narrator]], looked out of the ordinary and being in a place which was all about existing out of the norm would divert all suspicion.

And now they were issued a quest, to get some more suitable clothing. Evidently inside this building no such clothing could be bought, the only clothing in this place would be helping in making oneself look even more out of the ordinary instead of more ordinary. This meant walking outside of the building and exposing all six, [i [+purple Seven!!!!]], as looking out of the ordinary. But that didn’t mean anything, it appeared as if the people outside the building who hadn’t or couldn’t get inside enjoyed watching those inside come out.

They all followed Alicia’s lead, the six, [i [+purple SEVEN, not six but SEVEN!]], entering the same clothing shop. That’s where they split up, each finding their unique taste in human fashion to wear.

As Andreana walked around, her curiosity focused on a particular set of clothing. [+purple “Interesting and curious”], clothes which purposely had holes in them. Andreana felt them over, the smoothness of the countless pants and T-shirt’s interrupted by sudden holes. She nodded her head, accepting the curiosity to wear these purposely, partially destroyed clothes. Picking out six, [i [+purple Sev...]], please excuse me for a moment.

[i If you continue to be triggered by the word six, I will shut your mouth.]
[i [+purple You wouldn’t dare. ]]
[i Oh I will. You are causing me great annoyance and distracting my audience from what I am trying to write. Interrupt me one more time and you’ll be silenced faster than snapping fingers to wipe out half-a-world’s-worth of population.]
[i [+purple ...]]
[i Good]

Six pairs of pants with holes, three pairs of blue jeans and three pairs of hiking jeans, and six T-shirts, all with various metal band logos. Before leaving, the council centaur had given them each those plastic card things which humans used to make purchases, giving the six of them exactly the same way to purchase things. Along the way to the cashier register, Andreana snagged a baseball cap, all black with a silver hellish design to go all with the rest of the clothing. All these clothes made the cashier mention something about a punk girl, which Andreana did not want to pursue for it sounded as if a ‘punk’ wasn’t exactly a good thing. But Andreana didn’t give a damn because she was no ‘punk’, whatever the word meant, she was a dangerous priestess.

After changing out into a pair of jeans, a single hole around the right knee, and into one of the T-shirts, Andreana joined the others to discuss what would happen next. Before the next word could be said, Andreana ran back quickly to buy a brown belt for humans usually wore belts with the blue jeans.
  Andreana Elenora / NorthernWolves / 171d 20h 54m 41s
Pride, that was his sin and that would be forever his vanity. Ra knew of it and so did the other council members. Of course his unlimited knowledge on the world around them meant that he had a slight up on the other members of the group. Even with that access to the human world Ra kept to himself on tendencies and those who's jobs would force them to come here to the world were other matters. The Angel of Death, And the more frequent visits of other members; it was to be expected others would have more insight into the specifics of areas they would visit while on their travels. Ra had a vast knowledge indeed, but not into minor details such as language, frequented spots and areas to avoid during the day or night or even areas to avoid all together.

Appearing at the front doors of the convention the group at first went in to walk around only to have several point them out and guess what it was they were trying to "cosplay" as. Many Guessed Ra had dressed up to be the character Harley Quinn the King of the Fairies. It had mostly bothered him to know he looked a lot like the little bugger who he hadn't seen in nearly three centuries much less spoken to the thing for differences in opinion on important matters. Before he could say a word the others were off towards the exit and hopefully to a more peaceful part of the mission and away from all the eyes.

It wasn't until the Xirn had ran into one of his companions that he noticed she had stopped. Rubbing his noise a little bit he followed Alicia's gaze and had it fall upon nothing less then Wings. Brutal...Savage creatures humans were Harvesting things from creatures that had no way to defend themselves from humans and even less to defile them with paint and god knows what else, even less to have them glued back together to form the wings that were on the person's back. Watching as the person made the wings move through some kind of mechanical works set inside the wings themselves he had half a mind to go up and rip them right apart, but like Alicia kept walking as it was better if he did not.

Having the odd feeling crawl up his spine across his sholder blades where scales and wings alike would be began to settle in the back of his head Ra closed the gap between him and the others as they went into clothing stores close by. The store owner made a comment about how they must have just come from the Con looking up and down the group at their clothing and how he could understand why they would want to stop and get "normal" clothing instead of walking around town in their customs all day. Paying the shop owner no heed the creature walked around the male's section to find what he was looking for. His usual attire while within the human realm, the suits. Of course instead of dawning on his usual business man full three piece suit he instead put on some black jeans that would work just fine if they had to fight or run. He also placed upon himself several different shades of button down shirts only to settle on two black, one white, and a silver gray tone. As he walked towards the counter to pay for his items he picked up one more thing, a crown of sorts or a wreath of golden wire shaped in the form of vines.

Placing all his items on the counter the shop keeper rang up all the items and looked towards Ra. [b "I hope you found everything to your liking. We have limited dress cloths, but I'm sure they look nice on you."] Nodding he paid for his items and stepped into one of the dressing rooms like Alicia had. Glad with his choice of cloths Ra took a wet rag and wiped away the Goo that was left over from the mist spray they had used. It felt good to have his wings free for even a moment. Shifting his body around his wings folded into his back with a few popping noises coming out of the dressing room he was changing in. Having now his wings tattooed on his back the only notable difference was his eye color was now a golden hue instead of a natural brown, hazel, or amber.
  R&R fused / Colorful_insanity / 175d 11h 58m 22s
This was it. The Surface. The land where those humans dwell. The place that cut down her father. Yet, here she was among them, with their smiling faces, dressed as if they were some form outside of their kind. Though, that was putting things nicely. The outfits looked as if they were made of low quality scraps. Their weaponry looked so easy to snap in half, one flick of her pinky would decimate them all. [i 'Was this some sort of mockery? A mere ruse to make themselves feel more powerful? These creatures and their arrogance...']

They would gaze at one another from far away, pointing, smiling and laughing. Many of them gathered together in little pockets. Some would separate to join other groups and use this rectangular device and face it towards each other. It looked really awkward to keep and hold. The bulky thing was about the same size as their entire hand. They all had one too… [i 'Is that a new human requirement?'] They always kept it somewhat accessible. Maybe that was some type of mass system they used to control the collective.

Listening in, none of it was in nt'gri. Of course it wouldn't. There was no way mere humans would know the unidimensional language common among all supernaturals. As she continued to pay attention to them, she began to feel this soothing energy flow into her. She could feel how it started from the bag gently resting along the side her back, then traveled along the strap that crossed to her opposite shoulder, up her neck & made a home within her mind. As they continued to talk, Alicia could understand them. This enchanted backpack was teaching her their language—Spanish.

Alicia was wondering if the rest were experiencing this as well. However, Tsuki was sharing that she knew some things about this area and could find place for them to stay in. Deciding it would be a better topic for their gathering, she didn't bring up the language thing.

They agreed to look around before heading out. Azrael also suggested they get new clothes to blend in. Alicia added [#c99013 "That all sounds good. We can also get a better idea of our environment and take note of any spots to check out later on. It's convenient to have you here, Tsuki."]

Continuing through the convention, Alicia noticed some humans walking around in colorful fuzzy encasements with enormous weird-looking eyes and features that could at best be described as animal inspired. The more she saw, the more she noticed how much their ‘cosplays’ varied from one another. There were even some wearing bright capes and holding signs.

As she listened to their comments about each other, she heard them getting excited to see ‘a good Capt’ or arguing about who another human was supposed to be. When it came to comments about her group, it was a lot of the latter. They kept trying to identify what they were supposed to be and each kept defending their guess. Of course, no matter what their minds could come up with, it'd be wrong. Yet, they were all adamant that they were right. It was funny how flustered they got even though they were all wrong. Funny, but not. Greater versions of that were why they were here.

Since Azrael said the clothes sold at the convention wouldn't work well outside of it, they made their way to the nearest exit. On her way out, she noticed two distinct cosplayers with poor excuses of wings strapped onto them. The were just painted feathers adhered in the shape of wings… bird feathers. Those were actual bird feathers! Those subnatural ingrates defiled so many of their pride and joy, and morphed them into [I that] like it was nothing. How many died for this? They're not even as trophy pieces, just senseless debauchery.

She stared them down, ready to tear out their throats. There was no way they got all of them from molting. Humans were too greedy and crude for that. Just like— Alicia looked away from them & continued out the door with the rest of her group. She couldn't afford to finish that train of thought. Back. To. The. Mission. Back to. The mission. [I Or there wouldn't be a mission to go back to.]

They didn't have to go far before finding suitable shops. There were a few stores to look through and these clothes weren't going to make them stand out. Alicia's main goal was to find something bearable where her back could be out. Although her bare skin felt weird without her wings, it would be worse to feel trapped by having it covered by fabric.

Surprisingly, they had workable options. There was this deep orchid colored dress with ribbons for sleeves. The front stretched just below her neck and wrapped around while the back of the dress ended along the middle of her back. The skirt went a bit past her knees and had enough material to flow in and out as it wrapped around . So if she needed to run or jump, she could without being impaired.

As she continued to look, she noticed that they called tops that close off around the neck were called halters. During her search for more halters, she found a 'jumper' that also matched it. It was both a shirt and pants in one. The jumper was black with countless narrow streaks surrounded by small strokes of white, powder blue, and aqua. Each one reminded her of flowers stretching out along a tree branch. The top of this one scooped to the top of her chest and had long thin straps that tied behind her neck. A wide strip of fabric was set around her waist to adjust the fit, also done by tying. The legs of it went straight down, but the outsides were slit open, allowing for more air, room, and convenience.

Including some 'strappy sandals' and a few other items, Alicia liked what she found. It would be weird to admit it, but she it was hard to deny. Humans could make some nice outfits. She grabbed a few variations of certain styles, and headed to the counter. Although she could understand what they were saying, Alicia hadn't tried speaking yet. So, when the worker asked if she found everything okay, Alicia attempted her first reply. It was a bit awkward and it felt weird, but the words really came forward.

There wasn't any dialogue until after the transaction ended. He thanked her for shopping as he handed her the 'receipt' and a bag of her new clothes. She tried speaking again, [#c99013 [I "Is there a place to change?"]] It sounded more natural since she had a better idea of what to expect. He directed her to use the changing room or the bathroom. She wasn't ready to visit where humans relieved their waste. She would go in if she needed to for some reason, but that wasn't the case. After entering the fitting room, she changed into that jumper she tried before, wanting to leave the dress for later.

After everyone finished and met back up, she took note of everyone's style. It was interesting to see what they all chose. As they headed out, she turned to their most capable guide. [#c99013 "Hey, Tsuki. Did you something to drink or are we going to have to find some alone the way? Also, does anyone have a food requirement?"]
  Alicia Kazeki / Yoruneko / 178d 13h 18m 46s
Most of the group seemed to agree with Tsuki’s idea, and Azrael was no exception. “Remember to keep an eye out for more appropriate clothing while we explore. We won’t exactly blend in outside of the con.” Azrael said.

He looked down at himself. He was still wearing his large black robe, which would certainly not be appropriate for their mission. He felt a little ridiculous in it now, even at the comic con, where people wearing ridiculous outfits was encouraged. The robe was out of place, but it wasn’t as if he could escort people to Death’s door in sweatpants. His job earlier that day seemed very far away now.

Azrael was used to suppressing his natural appearance in the human world but this was his first time using the Blend. His wings were of course fully hidden but there were more subtle changes as well. His true eye color was disguised, going from solid black to a much softer brown. His skin lost its grey hue and as a result he looked more alive and he looked human.

The group wandered around the comic con for a bit, taking it all in. At first, they were mostly silent as they walked through the convention among the humans. In their own individual ways, they were adjusting to the transition from their world, to the less familiar human world. Azrael had done it countless times, but every location brought something new. He hadn’t spent much personal time in Bogota, so he was relieved when Tsuki spoke up.

They didn’t have much luck finding any suitable clothing at the comic con. There were t-shirts and costumes but they needed more than that. Azrael suggested they move on and search for shops outside of the con. They stayed near the convention center though so that they wouldn’t stick out. They found several shops with clothing that would suffice for their mission. Azrael purchased one formal black suit, as well as some more casual clothing. He changed into his new clothes before he left the shop. Now he wore a pair of dark jeans, a black t-shirt, and a button-up shirt that he left open to look more casual. Of course, his robe had to come with him one way or another, so he stuffed it in one of the clothing bags he’d gotten from the store. They were beginning to look more like tourists with all their shopping bags and their matching kit bags that Cieron had given them.

Now that their disguises had been taken care of, it was time for them to secure a place to stay. What came after that, Azrael did not look forward too. Drinks were fine, but it was the expectations that came along with it that worried him a little. They would finally sit down to attempt to figure out how they worked as a team, and what was needed to be done to drive the mission forward. He was eager to make progress, but teamwork was not exactly a skill he had needed to perfect in his line of work. Fortunately, it seemed like some of the others were more skilled in that area. This knowledge reassured Azrael as Tsuki led the group to the place that they could stay.
  Azrael / Aangskate / 294d 23h 45m 58s
[center [h3 Setting Out]]

[center [b Yatsu had the others prepare and head through the portal. Yatsu had decided to pass on the spray. All he had to hide was his red eye and he did that with his hair. If needed he could hide it with an eye patch. As for the black markings? He could write that off as tattoo's easily enough. Even though Yatsu's father was human he didn't know exactly a ton about them. Probably more than most demons but that didn't mean much really.]]

[center [b He saw the foxy woman had given the dark-haired male some reassurance that he would fit right in. Even though they were part of different factions she seemed kind to the man all the same. Well, Yatsu didn't feel the need to exactly be nasty to the other side. He wasn't even exactly sure where he stood despite his placement. He knew the old man had something to do with this like when he was first spared ages ago. What was the reason though? Yatsu had decided to not think about that as he saw the woman use the spray herself. Her rather attractive tails and ears were at the blink of an eye gone. Yatsu had walked up right beside her as she started talking about a plan to get some drinks and get to know each other. He had nodded agreeing with her but he had decided to comment on the spray she had used.]]

[center [+darkred It's a shame the humans can't appreciate your more... Foxy attributes.]]

[center [b Yatsu had given her a playful grin this time, less threatening than the last. He hadn't meant to before and really hadn't realized it. Though he may have seemed like he was just hitting on the girl. That was also his way of sharing he didn't enjoy her and the others had to hide who they were. Funny considering he was part of the peace corp huh?]]

[center [+darkred I'll gladly take you up on those drinks. I wouldn't mind taking the chance to look around and see how the humans spend their time.]]

[center [b He said agreeing with her plan she seemed to have an idea of what to do. Yatsu was glad it meant it wouldn't be up to him to come up with an idea. So far everything she said seemed pretty reasonable. Yatsu almost felt bad that he really didn't wanna go on this mission. He was more suited for combat missions. The last thing he could go around doing was going around slicing people up. He'd have to find other ways to spend his time. In a way, it was a simple mission, right? Just observe the humans and give his honest opinions on them. It seemed there was a lot of rules about not losing things and such but all in all it didn't seem too bad. This mission would only be stressful if you really had strong beliefs one way or the other. So Yatsu thought maybe it could just be a fun vacation though he wasn't the type to let himself get rusty and lay back and relax. Even so taking one break couldn't hurt right?]]
  Yatsu Chikushou / Knight- / 316d 16h 24m 57s
Quite honestly, she was a little relieved that the people around her had the same feelings of the role of leadership. Her eyes glanced over at Alicia, whom she barely ever talked to. She seemed like a good leader in Tsuki's taste but unfortunately, Tsuki was not fond of her bias against the humans. Though considering her position, Tsuki doesn't blame her. One thing's for certain is the fact that Tsuki is determined to steer clear away from the leadership position. She watched as Rulian and Riley fused together, somewhat intrigued. Her brows raised as she hummed, "I think you'll fit right in," she told the dark haired male.

As the centaur spoke about their location, Tsuki glanced at him. Her expression was rather dull but she was raving internally. Her heart sped rapid-ally as her mind spun erratically. Bogota, Colombia. She knew that place well, perhaps a little too well. But why? Why Bogota of all places? Her eyes narrowed narrowed at the half-horse half man, Cireon was his name. Bells alarmed in her head and her suspicion heightened.

Looking through her supplies she took out the spray. Carefully reading the content, her thumb caressed over the metallic bottle. Such a thing existed and she never knew. After spraying herself, she watched her reflection and soon her animal parts were completely suppressed. Tsuki's breath hitched as her fingers roamed over hair, gone. Her ears were gone and so were her tail. She looked... normal, like a human. Finally, she rid of her animal parts, for a while, and could finally look at herself without it. Although, tiny fraction of herself knew it didn't feel right.

As the arrived at Bogota, Colombia, she inhaled the familiar scent of the air. Her eyes scanned at the comic con costumes and a smile arose. Everyone looked like they were having a good time. Looking back at the others she spoke, "Coincidentally, I've done research about this place. I think I know a place where we can stay. Maybe we can all get together around a table and perhaps get to know each other, with drinks of course. After this, since we should take a chance and explore. That is... if everybody is alright with that."
  Tsuki / Sina13 / 321d 23h 19m 10s
Rulian and Riley had fused together the blinding light was a short burst of energy given off by his true form of the two merging together. It was an easy process, but a painful one merging two bodies into a single entity. First was the breaking of all the bones into tiny little fragments so that the bone structure would settle into a single thing as it regrew itself. Next was the painful tearing of muscles and destroying of each organ as the two merged. Last was the splitting headache of merging their heads together.

He would now be known as Ra, it was an easy simple form of his chosen names to use sense his coming from the council of the DFR. Ra watched as the centaur entered the room and explained to them the trip details How the bags worked and the request system for items from their realm outside of the food and such that would be provided as they went.

The person watched as the old centaur talk about their mission and the first destination they would be going to. Bogota, Columbia. It was a place Ra knew little about and tried to avoid with a very specific purpose. The population was the problem, there 8.081 million people within the sprawling city meant they would be well hidden even in their 'cosplay' type appear, but it was a place he avoided for the reason of being to large of a crowed for his own taste. That and most of the time he was in Northern Russia so the climate change would be different as well to adjust to.
  R&R fused / Colorful_insanity / 1y 35d 21h 52m 0s
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