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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.
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.
[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!]]
[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.]]
[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?]]
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 ...]]
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.
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.
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?"]
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.
[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?]]
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."
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.
Anu’s explanation of the rules brought a lot of clarity to how things were to be conducted. Having a safety beacon made their mission feel more real. They were going to the Surface— the place where the humans dwell, no, where humans rule and destroy. One mistake and that beacon would be their saving grace. Alicia knew all too well what happens to those who fail to escape in time. Old memories flashed before her. She’d never forget the sight of her father’s tattered body and decimated wings being carried past her. It was done so swiftly, but time seemed to slow down as the adults kept her from going near him. She never saw him again.
Alicia noticed he was talking about something else now, so she forced her focus away from that time and back into the present. [i No wings… Not even a feather…] Anu’s gaze was unsettling, but his words made sense. This would not only protect their lives, but prevent possible mutilation. Hiding her wings was the best way to protect them, but they only retracted so far.
She never mastered the art required to hide them within her back, more like she avoided that practice. The likeliness of needing that art was slim and her pride in her wings had little to compare. So, why would she have practiced a method to ‘put them away’? The math only just added up in this mission. Glancing at the others, there had to be a plan of action for them to blend in. Whatever the plan was, she’d just have to grit and bear the absence of her wings when she had to.
The last thing Anu mentioned was for them to stick together. It wasn’t hard to see why this needed to be stated. As thrown together this group was, it’d be easy for everyone to go their separate ways. In enemy territory, that could backfire rather easily and left little to no chance of them being able to reach a group consensus if they were able to reconvene. The entire mission would be pointless.
If Alicia was wary of Riley and Rulian before their introduction and claim to team captain, she was on high alert after. Good thing she wasn’t the only one. Divine Retribution and Peace Pact alike, they all seemed unnerved by their or his declaration. Alicia spoke before the converged twins could reply to Azrael’s remark. [#c99013 “I agree with the rest. It’s too soon to decide on a position like that. Let’s see who’s best for such a role as more trust develops between everyone. Like what Azrael said, we don’t know who’s best suited to lead this mission yet.”]
[b [#7d5a1c “Another reason why we’ve picked a starting location for this mission instead of taking additional time for you all to decide. You will be going to Bogota, Columbia. There are a couple of events there that will aid you on your journey,”]] said the centaurian elder from before as he approached the group.
[b [#7d5a1c “My name is Cieron. I’m in charge of guiding your departure. Before that,”]] he reached into a large satchel hanging from the straps draped across him. He pulled out 6 smaller bags and distributed them among the group. [b [#7d5a1c “inside these bags are some essential items for ur stay among humans. Each one has a safety beacon, a plastic credit card that is used to make purchases there, a passport booklet for identification, a communication notebook to request additional and/or refill supplies, and a special spray labeled The Blend.
The Blend is a mixture that temporarily suppresses external supernatural traits upon contact with skin, fur, feathers, etc. It does not need to be applied to a specified area as long as it is your body. Keep in mind, this effect only lasts 12 hours. Know when to reapply.
The notebook will let us know if you need more of the spray or if you all will need something else along your journey. We are able to approve or deny any requests. If approved, we’ll send a timeframe of when we will send someone to deliver the items and state the name of who sent the request. This will be sent to everyone. The one conducting the errand will be ported to the location of the person giving the request. If the time needs to be amended, write that in the book. Within reason, we will send 6 of each item for each member of this mission. Personal items will be handled case by case. If any or all items are denied, we will send a list of denied items. This will only be sent to the one making the request.
If you wish to change the name on the passport, you can do so by swiping your finger over what is there and stating what you wish it to be. Your change will automatically update in the human database. This will only work if it is your passport. The cards have ample funds. There is no reason for there to be an issue. Anu already demonstrated the safety beacon. Keep all of these items safe. If any of them are lost, we will deal with that on a case by case basis as well. If any, I expect no more than a couple of those. There are harsh consequences for negligence. However, if it is truly out of your control that is another conversation.]]
As Cieron finished his explanation of their items, Alicia found this to be a good time to ask, [#c99013 “What about clothing? I doubt our trends are the same.”]
[b [#7d5a1c “That’s where your initial location plays a key role. You’ll understand more when you get there, but one of the events is going to help your cover while you buy whatever clothes help you blend in. The other is a meeting discussing the events at hand. We recommend going there during your stay to best make use of the location. Are there any other questions regarding your departure or items?”]]
After making sure all inquiries were taken care of, Cieron announced that they had less than two minutes left to depart. He had a teleportation orb that will allow for any of the members to gather any last minute items that may have been forgotten within the hour break. It would take them to the place of the item and give them 30 seconds to grab what they needed before force teleporting them back.
When it was time to depart, Cieron had everyone use the Blend and grabbed a scroll out of his satchel and began to mumble a barely audible incantation. Even those with the most heightened enhanced senses would hear mere whispers. A portal appeared before the group and the last thing the centaur said before they all went in was [b [#7d5a1c “We wish your group success.”]]
When they came through on the other side there was a door behind them, tons of humans bustling around them, and a large sign saying Comic Con Colombia Bogotá before them.
Tension seemed to be sprouting between the six already. Everyone looked unsettled when the twins declared themselves as captain, and then shifted into their single person form. Azrael wasn’t so sure they had time for arguing or voting. The trip to the human world was meant to happen with little delay, which emphasized the urgency of the entire mission.
As leaders already, Riley and Rulian were used to taking charge, that much was apparent. Although Azrael didn’t exactly approve of their means of handling the power dynamic, he was curious to know what they thought the next move should be. Azrael introduced himself quickly to the team before he asked, with a hint of sarcasm, “Where do you suggest we travel to first, ‘ey captain?” He smiled before he added, “Voting wouldn’t hurt though, if we have time. Some of us may be more knowledgeable about the human world than others.”
Azrael himself had spent a significant amount of time in the human world. Obviously, he was there regularly on what he liked to refer to as “business calls”, but he also returned in his free time. Azrael had made connections with various humans throughout his long life. Some humans he considered friends, while he despised others. There were humans he only dealt with for business matters, and even a few he had been romantically entangled with, although such relationships were risky and very controversial among the supernaturals. He had witnessed the good and the bad in humans, but he’d been around for enough wars to leave him jaded.
In his experience, humans liked the chaos they created. That’s why Azrael sided with the DRF. He didn’t hate all humans, as did many of the supernatural beings that sided with the DRF, but he had seen enough to believe that they were unable to fix their problems on their own.
Azrael looked around at his new teammates, trying to gauge how they were feeling about the mission they had been thrust into. Most of them he knew of but hadn’t met previously. He wasn’t exactly someone a lot of creatures sought out, although there were always exceptions. He just hoped they could get along well enough to function successfully as a team. Failure was not an option for him.
[center [h3 Captain?]]
[center [b Yatsu had stood around the group keeping to himself. He hadn't really figured his opinion should have mattered that match. He was a living sheathed blade as far he was concerned. He wasn't the type of person to make this kind of choice. He had taken a deep breath letting the others talk it all out as he shifted his stance. Casually laying his hands behind the back of his head as he shifted the weight of his body lazily onto his right leg.]]
[center [b He had noticed a few of the women had a few animal traits to them. Something they'd possibly have to hide or find an excuse for. Yatsu had found himself looking at them both and to Tsuki as he gave a soft smirk. Knowing Yatsu it probably came off a bit more threatening than he had intended. He wasn't shy to admit to himself that the lady in question was rather attractive. He had looked to the twins a man fused into one taking the shots. Yatsu had taken a shrug he prefered not being in charge so this worked out for the demon.]]
[center [b All though the foxy little girl had decided to speak up. She didn't seem to appreciate him calling the shots. He found himself with a hearty laugh she wasn't just a pretty face at all was she? She had a fire to her! Yatsu liked that he placed his hands on hips with a grin letting his laughter die down a bit before speaking a smile plastered on his face.]]
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[center [+red Haha she has a point! I don't particularly mind who's in charge as long as I'm not stuck with the job myself. Not that my word is to be taken too seriously but..]]
[center [b Yatsu had taken a moment placing his fingers at his chin as he gave it some thought.]]
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[center [+red Perhaps we can take on a vote on the matter? Once we get to know each other better? Or have two captains one from each faction to keep a feeling of balance.]]
[center [b He had followed by with a shrug to indicate the rest was really up to them. If he was forced to vote on a captain? Well he'd cross that bridge when he'd get to it says to making a decision as he's never really given much thought to the bigger picture before anyway.]]
[center [+red So when do we head out? I might have to pack a bit before going. Don't worry I travel rather light.]]
[center [b Yatsu was the type to only take what he could keep on his person not really a whole excess amount of luggage. Most of all he would need his three blades. His two shorts followed by his greatsword if he could take a bit of sake he'd be glad too. If not? Well he only needed the blades.]]
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