** Another log where the first half got cut... grr... well, you can figure
it out **
Odin Street Church: Sanctuary(#1639RA)
The tall stained glass windows of the old building flood the room with a dusty
light. Your ears hear every creak and bend as you step across the old wooden
floor. This once joyous place of worship has long since fallen into a state of
disrepair, yet through the dirt and the cobwebs the atmosphere remains bright
and comforting. A portion of the wooden floor is even broken away, revealing a
patch of wild flowers growing in the center of the room.
[Exits : (B)ack room, and (O)ut ]
[Players : Kigou(Pup), Felicia, Lyrae, and Yuffie ]
No one that you are watching for is online.
[Sleepers: Banpei-kun, Kim, Urd, Belldandy, and Skuld ]
[Things : None ]
>Ryan raises a finger. "So, get Tifa something nice, OK?" . o O ( And Cloud is
a dead man. )
>Lyrae blinks at Ryan, "What.. Me? I thought you were getting it."
>Kitty hopes she doesn't become a present next. o O;
>Ryan says, "I'm getting one by myself."
>Lyrae wouldn't do that ^_^
>Kitty -.- (That is where I draw the line.)
>Lyrae pikus, "I already got Tifa a present o.o"
>Ryan sweatdrops. "You DID? Well golly!" ^^;;
>Lyrae . o O ( ..well..golly? )
>Lyrae sweatdrops herself. o.o;
>Lyrae asks, "Yeah o.o; o O ( Maybe he's running a fever o.o; ) "Areyou feeling
okay?
>Ryan waves dismissively. "I'm FINE, really, FINE"
>Kitty o O (Well golly....?)
>Kitty giggle/snezzes. (What a putz..)
>Lyrae glances at the cat, "Bless you.." She looks back at Ryan, "You sure? o.o;"
>Ryan nods o.o;
>Lyrae looks at Ryan o.-
>Lyrae . o O ( ...Well golly? )
>Ryan looks like Ryan. Jut more nervous then usual ^^;
>Kitty looks between Lyrae and Ryan.
>Lyrae reaches over to place a hand against Ryan's forehead.
>Feels like a forehead.
>Lyrae quietly says, "Have you been getting enough rest?" She sits back, pulling
her hand away and looking at the cat briefly.
>Ryan . o O ( Uh oh, she's starting to get suspicious... o.o; )
>Ryan hmms. "That's probably it, been staying up REAL late."
>Kitty sniffsniffs at Ryan's foot.
>Kitty rolls back onto her hind legs and bats her paws in a beg. (Scratch me!)
^.^
>Lyrae accepts that, "Oh. Well you should get more rest. You look like you could
use it."
>Lyrae glances at Kitty and giggles n.n;
>Ryan nods to Lyrae. "Good idea!", he says halheartedly
>Lyrae blinkblinks, looking at Ryan carefully again. "Well if you're tired you
can rest a bit there. I have to go fix up the other room," she points through
the hole where Kim and Charlie are working, "So I wn't be disturbing you any."
She reaches down and scritches the feline n.n
>Ryan nods to Lyrae. "I think I'll just go home and li... er... go out and buy
Tifa's birthday present ^^;"
>Lyrae blinks and brushes her hair out of her face, "....Right. Well happy
hunting ^_^;"
>Kitty purrs at the scritching. ^^
>Lyrae grins at kitty n.n
>Ryan quickly exits
You exit the building, returning to the street.
** Ryan heads home **
Obelisk : Room 508 - Ryan's Apartment(#618R)
One word springs to mind as you walk into Ryan's apartment: cluttered. Stuff is
strewn everywhere, from the multitude of shelves tht line the wall, to the
comic books and CD's on the floor.
The main room, which makes up most of the apartment, has apparently been
relegated to storage duty. Aside from the King-sized bed, the desk, and the TV,
all the rest of the furniture here is book shelves. As you look the shelves
over, you see a roughly equal proportion of both scholarly texts (physics
textbooks, archaeological logs, etc.), and comic books. How unusual. Hooked up
to the TV is a wide variety of video game consoles, some no longer supported.
The small kitchenette and bathroom are comparatively unremarkable.
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Things : None ]
>Eria pages, "Okay, you hear a scream coming from 507, which is suddenly cut
off." to you.
>You page-pose, "Ryan blinks and looks up from his reading. "..." to Eria
>Eria pages, "You also might be able to hear a dull 'thump' like someone falling
to the floor." to you.
>You page-pose, "Ryan is investigating NOW..." to Eria
>You open the door and walk out into the hallway.
Obelisk Apartments: Fifth Floor
Exactly as you'd expect. The clean hallways of this floor are maintained by a
constant, almost literal army of custodians and maids. The lighting is
adequate, and a few security cameras add to the sense of protection. Sparse,
fragrant, potted plants also dispell any odors that might make their way inside
here.
[Exits : 509, (508) Ryan's Apartment, 507, 506, 505, 504, 503, 502, (501)
Alhana's Apartment, and (E)levator ]
[Things : None ]
>Eria pages, "Well, the door's locked. Probably won't be too much trouble." to
you.
>You page-pose, "Ryan jiggles the knob" to Eria
>Eria pages, "You can hear someone moving about in the apartment, but they seem
to be bumping into things, like they're stumbling around." to you.
>You page-pose, "Ryan knocks on the door" to Eria
>Eria pages, "Someone draws a quick breath, and then there's a shattering sound,
as something is knocked over to the floor. Footsteps head towards the back of
the apartment." to you.
>Eria pages, "Don't know how good your sense of smell is, but the smell of blood
is getting pretty noticable from inside the apartment." to you.
>Eria pages, "Nobody is moving around in the apartment anymore, but it just
gives off a feeling of something being VERY wrong." to you.
>Alhana has arrived.
>Ryan runs his shoulder into the door, not noticing Alhana
>You page-pose, "Ryan rams the door" to Alhana and Eria
>Alhana runs out, throwing her cloak about her shoulders (since her player has
no time to make a new desc ;). "What in the blazes is going on out here!?" she
utters, throwing a glance both ways down the hall. Spotting Ryan, she
immediately runs towards him, "Ryan?? What was that sound?"
>Ryan exclaims, "How the heck should I know!? Something funky's going on in
there!"
>Eria pages, "It probably won't take much more of that to get in. And if the
scream didn't get the attention of the rest of the floor, the loud banging on
the door will." to Alhana and you.
>Alhana draws a dagger from her belt, taking up a station next to the door.
Examining it quickly with a critical eye, she nods. "Almost there.." . o O (
Who the hell is in there?? )
>You page-pose, "Ryan walks backwards, running towards the door shoulder first!
. o O ( I am gonna lose my deposit over this... )" to Alhana and Eria
>Eria pages, "The lock breaks, and the door finally opens." to Alhana and you.
Obelisk Apartments: Room 507 - Unclaimed
A carpeted, erm, bare room. Ready to be moved into! To do so, go back
outside, and chown the entrance to yourself. Then, @name the entrance to
something like.. [201] Foobar's Apaato;201;foobar. Make sure to set it !CHOWN
when you're done! Then, come back inside, and @chown the room, and out exit.
Name them as desired, and set them !C. Feel free to describe and create from
there, though keep in mind, this is an apartment building. There won't be much
room for a secret labaratory or subspace field generator.
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Players : Eria ]
[Things : None ]
>Alhana has arrived.
>Ryan stumbles in, nearly sprawling forward as the door gives @.o
>Alhana turns around the corner immediately following ryan, a dagger in her
right hand. She steps around it smoothly, trying to avoid falling over Ryan in
the meanwhile as her eyes seek out the disturbance. "What in the.." she mutters.
Most of the apartment looks okay. But then you see the middle-aged woman, lying
on the floor with her throat slashed out, a shattered vase near one of her
hands. Eria stands nearby, splashed with blood, staring at the body. At least,
until Ryan and Alhana arrive. Then she begins stumbling over furniture as she
backs towards the window.
>Ryan pauses as he regains his balance. "What the...?"
>Alhana's eyes widen at the scene, swearing under her breath. She takes a step
forward cautiously, her eyes locking onto Eria. "Who the hell are you?!" she
asks without preamble.
>Eria takes a few steps back, raising her right hand. All five of her fingers
are capped with long, sharp looking claws, all of which are covered in blood.
"D... don't come any closer!"
>Ryan snarls, cracking his knuckles. "I don't know who you are, but you're in
DEEP trouble."
>Eria glances at the body, then back up to Ryan and Alhana. "I... I... I didn't
mean to! I didn't think anyone was home, but then she tried to hit me with that
vase, and I just... just..."
>Alhana dares another step forward, dagger held before her in a defensive
posture. She watches Eria with a disturbed expression, "And you KILLED her?!"
she asks, incredulously. o O ( She looks like one of Hojo's more... unusual
experiments.. )
>Eria takes another step back towards the open window. Looks like that's how she
got in. She takes a deep breath. "I didn't mean to!"
>Ryan takes a step forward. He's unarmed, but that doesn't seem like much of a
handicap for him. "Explain. NOW."
>Alhana raises her other hand warningly at Eria, palm open. "Now hold on a damn
minute here, just who.. *WHAT* are you!?"
>Eria babbles. "I was just coming for jewelry, watches, stuff I could sell. I
didn't think anyone was home! I was just going to come in here, take some
stuff, and leave. But she was in here, and she saw me and..."
>Eria doesn't answer Alhana's question. She's still moving slowly towards the
window, though.
>Ryan takes another step forward...
>Alhana narrows her eyes, a dangerous glint touching them. She raises the
dagger higher, sliding a foot forward.. "Stop -right- there." . o O ( Who IS
this..? )
>Eria stops moving towards the window. Her claws retract, as well. "I didn't
want to kill her!"
>Alhana shakes her head a moment, frowning. "I'm not questioning your damned
motives, I'm asking you, who the hell are you??" Clearly, she's not the most
subtle person in the world.
>Ryan just frowns, letting Alhana ask the questions from here out. Any more
prodding and he might do something not nice.
>Eria still doesn't answer the question. Instead she leaps backwards towards the
window with incredible speed... And low accuracy. She bangs the back of her
head on the wall, and falls to her knees on the floor in front of the window.
"Ow! Damn..."
>Ryan would sweatdrop if this was a less serious situation
>Alhana doesn't even flinch, although her eyes widen in clear surprise at the
speed. Moving forward, she falls into a roll, coming up near Eria and moving
towards her.. not in an offensive gesture, the dagger is held away, but trying
to prevent her from moving further out the window all the same. o O ( She's
FAST. )
>Ryan follows Alhana, making the stupid mistake of leaving the door unguarded
>Eria doesn't even try to get up off her knees. "I didn't want to kill anyone..."
>This is only the second person Eria has killed. And this time, there's nobody
around telling her that it was a good thing.
>Alhana, frowning, hesitates.. then, her shoulders tightening as though making a
decision, she rests a hand on Eria's shoulder. "What happened?" she asks.. o O
( That was hardly a dagger she used.. )
>Ryan crosses his arms as he stands a few feet behind Alhana. His teeth are
clenched, but he doesn't say anything further at this point.
>Eria flinches at Alhana's touch. "I came to steal some stuff for money... Es
said that it'd be easy, now that I've been improved. But I messed up, and
killed that woman..."
>Ryan blinks, and goes wide-eyed. Only one 'Es' around here.
>Eria blinks, and suddenly realizes she's said too much. . o O ( Oh no... )
>Alhana's eyes widen at those words. Unfortunately, she's far from a subtle
woman and doesn't pause to consider her actions. Grabbing Eria by the collar
with one hand, she attempts to pull her forward a bit.. a deep frown settling
into her face. "Esmerelda? And just -where- might we find her?" she asks in a
failed attempt at a casual tone, a cold underline within her voice.
>Eria asks, "And why should I tell you?"
>Ryan cracks his knuckles. "The reasons are lying all over the place."
>Eria says, "I've said too much already. Now let go of me."
>Alhana replies, following Ryan's words, in an even less reasonable tone of
voice. "Why, so you can run off and kill someone else?" she pauses before
adding, "She did this to you.. didn't she."
>Eria says, "..."
>Eria says, "Just let me go. I really don't want to have to hurt anyone else..."
>Alhana growls under her breath, eyes narrowing to emerald slits. "Do you even
realize how many )#*$()#*$ people this Esmerelda's already killed or hurt? Tell
us where she is, before she kills the rest of this god-forsaken city."
>Ryan turns to Alhana. He'd mention that this tone probably isn't helping, but
he's in a bit of a snit himself.
>Eria extends claws from all of her fingers. "Don't make me fight you."
>Alhana eyes flicker nervously at the claws, yet she forces them to meet your
eyes with as even a gaze as she can muster. Attempting a reasonable tone and
not succeeding too well she responds, tightening her other hand's grip on the
dagger, "You waltz into our apartment building, on my floor, kill an innocent
woman, and speak about Esmerelda.. and you want us to let you *go*?"
>Ryan scowls. With Alhana keeping her covered, he heads towards the phone.
>Eria says, "I keep telling you, I didn't mean to kill her! It was an
accident..."
>Alhana levels her eyes, unamused at what she perceives as excuses. "I really
don't give a damn, girl. She's dead though, and you're working with
Esmerelda.. who's more than once almost killed one if not more of my friends."
>Ryan picks up the phone, and dials 911. Simple enough.
>Eria looks over at Ryan. "Hey! What're you doing?"
>Ryan says, in an angry tone, "Calling the police."
>Eria exclaims, "No! You can't do that!"
>Ryan hangs up. "Did."
>Alhana asks, a dangerous lilt to her voice, "I suggest you start talking." . o
O ( What kind of power -does- this Esmerelda have..? To frighten everyone like
this. )
>Eria looks down at the floor. "I'm not telling you where she is."
>Ryan . o O ( Dammit... why does everything bad around here seem to end up with
Esmerelda...? )
>Alhana is silent a moment, an angered expression upon her face. Suddenly, she
tilts her head sharply at the nearby corpse as she speaks through gritted
teeth, "...Look."
>Eria glances at the corpse, and pales.
>Alhana, unheedful of the danger of the razor-sharp claws, drops her own dagger
behind her to grab Eria's blood-stained wrist. Raising it roughly before her,
she speaks again in the same tone of voice, "See this blood? Hers. On you.
Someone YOU'VE killed, someone with family they'll never see again. That's
one. Do you have any *#$)(#* idea how many Esmerelda's killed by now, from all
accounts? Do you LIKE seeing this kind of death?"
>Ryan stands by the door, head dropped, as he waits for the police to arrive.
"..."
>Eria just looks at the blood on her hands. "..."
>Alhana, eyes flaring dangerously, speaks again. "How MANY more does she have to
murder??!"
>Eria says, "...As many as she wants to."
>Alhana is silent a moment before she replies, "...You're not a bad girl, Eria.
That much I can see... but if you stand by, and not tell us where we can find
her while she does this... you may as well )#$#* go off and kill them your
damned self, it'd be about the same thing. Is that what you WANT?"
>Eria says, "...No. Unless it's what Es wants."
>Alhana rolls her eyes in an exasperated gesture, tossing her hair with a look
of frustration. "Dammit, girl! Do you think she cares in the least bit about
you!? Why in the name of Midgaard do you care so much about what she wants!
She's practically tryin' to kill the WORLD, and you're just going to sit by and
cheer her on?"
>Ryan paces nervously . o O ( I haven't seen stuff like this in years... )
>Eria narrows her eyes. "She's the only person who's ever actually cared about
what happens to me. None of you humans gave a damn when I was starving on the
streets."
>Ryan exclaims at the top of his lungs, "So killing her makes it better?"
>Alhana nearly bristles, quickly losing her patience. "So she tosses you a piece
of bread and you're suddenly willing to help her kill anyone and everyone?" she
speaks in a sarcastic tone of voice. "Is that it? Personally, I've never met
you before, and I don't know how we would have gotten along except what I see
now. And what I see now is a young lady ripping people's throats out with her
claws because someone else tells her it's okay!"
>Eria says, "...But what are you going to do about it? Hand me over to the
police? I'll escape, you know."
>Ryan asks, "... Then what?"
>Eria says, "Then I'll keep doing what I'm good at, and I'll do it for Es."
>Ryan scowls. "hen enjoy your life, murderer."
>Eria exclaims, "No! I'm not a murderer! I'm not!"
>Alhana, her eyes dark, finally releases Eria from her grip and stands up.
Retrieving her dagger with a careful hand, she glances derisively at Eria, "...
Get the hell out of here. And while you're at it.." her eyes narrow as she
speaks, "Tell Esmerelda we'll find her, soon enough, and when that happens..."
her knuckles tighten whitely on her dagger hilt as she sheathes it, "...I'll
rip her #)(*#) throat out myself if we have to. But she's not going to hurt
any more friends of mine." stepping away, she casts another scathing glance at
Eria, "By protecting her.. you're a murderer of the worst kind. I almost hope
you live a longer life than all the children she murders.. just for the guilt
alone."
>Eria slips quietly out the window, without looking back...
>Ryan blinks. "H... HEY!"
>Alhana looks back to Ryan, dusting her hands off with an utterly disgusted look
upon her face. "What else could we do? If the police came and took her back...
she'd manage to escape. You saw her speed, and they can hardly take away her
weapons. She'd kill however many of them it'd take. And even if she didn't.."
her expression darkens, "You know as well as I do that Esmerelda, damn her,
would probably destroy the entire station and everyone in it to free her.
They'd be like crushing an anthill, from all accounts. The police force around
here is sorely... lacking."
>Ryan nods, slowly. "Dammit, is there anyone Esmerelda HASN'T corrupted yet?"
>Eria has left.
>Alhana frowns, crossing her arms across her midsection. "Who knows. You and I
know Cloud.." you -may- catch something in her voice at the mention of his
name, immediately hidden.. "and the others, but.. how many -are- we really
opposing do you think? I don't know anymore." she shrugs, stepping away. "Who
knows if even the police force isn't working for her."
>Ryan shakes his head. "All I know is, if she wants to get any of us, I'm going
down fighting. Never underestimate a human."
>Alhana casts you a quick, re-assessing look. After a fashion, a faint twist of
her lips forms into a tight smile. "Amen to that."
>Ryan turns to exit. The way he's walking slowly, and rubbing his neck, likely
means he won't get much sleep, even after the poice finish the investigation.
>Alhana follows along, shaking her head with another backwards glance at the
victim's body upon the ground. o O ( This is going to only get bloodier... )
>Ryan . o O ( I'll kill Esmerelda myself if I have to... )
>Alhana asks, "(OOC) Okay, definitely time to go to bed. x.x think we can safely
assume we'd be questioned all night, etc. etc.?"
>Ryan (OOC) Sounds like a plan.
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