"Angel's House"

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: yeah allright ( he decided to comply he figured he might be provided with atleAst some answers) so I'm with this guy ( he looks at the other two inductees or his "team mates" as it appeared a confident woman who was older and a man with crimson hair) nice to meet you?...( he looks at zorlo) umm zorlo? What exactly do we do now? ( he decided to ignore the talking sword question he figured there was much more crazy and interesting things to see in this place there was a part of him that was excited)

[Zorolo]

Another bead clicked as Zorlo's eyes opened slightly to look at Kyousuke as he broke his prayer. "It is what it is." That was all Zorlo said as he shifted his sword into his hand and began to walk off. That was all there was to this place. Everything was as it seemed. Or, at least, that these new recruits knew. "And if you'll follow me to the third floor, I'll show you to the shared space."

[AZURE-KITE]

And look at this! he was on the 'what was left' group with a strangely confident woman and an immature kid, what can br worst at this point? The guy leading us doesn't even coordinates with his own sword! A company doesn't work this way. As he heard the green haired guy saying again 'it is what it is' he just patted the young guy who that woman had called Esper earlier on his shoulder "It is what it is... we're all going broke with sword boy leading us... I have only five minutes in here and I already know he's loco" He turned and listened to the sword boy's order "I can tell you're the most normal in here, you seem confused as well..." He followed the sword boy, accompanied by this 'Esper' guy "I'm soraka... Its a pleasure to make your acquaintances if you keep me away from going nuts..." He walked along silent, following Sword Boy.

Madness it is merely an illusion, what it really is a menace is uncoordination.

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: I'm Kyousuke...( he follows along with the three of them he looks and glances around getting a feel for the place) I guess this is our home now that's the one thing I'm pretty sure of As for everything else I'm about as lost as the next guy...truthfully I think I'm slowly starting to figure it out but I'm not sure unfortunately...though to be honest I'm Abit curious ( he looks back at Isaac and Claudia) so theres 4 of us?

[Furie]

Akiko cracks a small smile as she approaches the gothic lolita girl who had chosen her for her group. She noted that the other in the group was also a blonde girl, and wondered to herself whether it was a coincidence. She took a quiet place at her leader's side, and surveyed the group that remained.

[DeusExLupus]

'Calm, introverted, composed, energetic, stoic..' Faces labeled with characteristics before knowing their names. That's how Claudia worked. With a single glance she delved into the person's mannerism, clothing, stance, unconscious indications of a person's self. She had almost gotten to the only other foreigner among the natives, an old man, when her concentration was shattered by a loud thud. What the hell? What am I ? A dog?.' Brown orbs shifted towards the green haired man with a slight flutter, a half-hearted attempt at keeping from rolling her eyes. What was this thing about teams? It was not like being dead was a matter complicated even, no, LIFE had to have the last laugh and drag Claudia into whatever the hell this was.

Something about swords, green hair, teams, just unregistered noise entering her ear canal. Right now she was busy dissecting the imposing man. Standing straight yet with an air of superiority, yet slightly hunched as he held unto the round beads with a curious humility of a pastor. A strange character indeed. This time it was a disembodied voice that broke through her study; one crass comment was all it took for the woman's lips to lift at a corner in a snarl. " Suck my..."the growl ebbing as she bit her tongue to silence the rest. It just seemed wrong to retaliate with another crude comment once she saw the knight (based on his characteristics, he fitted the profile) return to his rosary. Her snarl turning into a smirk when the sword voiced its disdain for the man. "Really?" she couldn't help but interject, her smirk widening " I like the man".

Let the introductions begin. Turning on her heel towards the rest of her squad, she bowed her head slightly at the young boy. "Nice to meet you as well" she replied as she passed him, her eyes fixated on the leader figure. Always a step behind the leader, that was the infallible tactic she couldn't wait to test its validity in the world of the dead.

"Soraka, we're dead. So what if the man is mad?" her shoulders pump nonchalantly, her head turning slightly towards him."What have we to worry about?" Amused, the light grin upon her plush lips read of wild abandon.

[Zorolo]

As the group arrived on the third floor, he noticed the three of them standing there (OoC: As Shugo hasn't made an opening, I'm just gonna run with this number until he enters. Hope that's all right) before he cast a smile upon the group. "All right, you all are to decide who you want to room with. Remiss though I am to admit it, one of you poor souls must share space with me. "I'll pray for whomever among the three of you must share that ill fate. I don't eat, sleep or do anything too interesting all that often," the swordsman said with a smile as he opened his door.

"Each room has a common area and two individual rooms. You can put your stuff there. Whoever shares my room will have to deal with my incense, which I am also sorry for," the green-haired man stated as he shifted another prayer bead as he looked at the group. "When the lady has more missions, we shall carry them out with all haste and capacity. I trust you all learn quickly."

As Zorlo entered his room, he shifted and looked at his wards. "As for my sword, I must ask you to excuse his rudeness. After a long time, I've grown accustomed to him voicing his concerns and issues. As such, please excuse me if he is around for long periods of time complaining. Now then, excuse me," Zorlo said as he slightly bowed and gave a quick prayer before heading into his room. Slowly, the smell of Nag Champa began to fill the floor.

[nekoryuuha]

As Zorlo lead his group off to the third floor to show them around, Araihan motioned for Akiko & Yuriko to follow in a different direction. "Let's go this way, instead," she said calmly as she moved toward another door. Akiko's Doll landed on her shoulder with a gentle smile while Yuriko's Doll stayed in her arms, seemingly loving the attention the shy girl gave it. "As Zorlo covers the third floor, me & mine have the second floor. I'd give you both the reasons now, but there's no need quite yet," she finished as she lead them to another staircase near the kitchen to go up to the Second floor. "Each room has a Bathroom, Bedroom, and a common room to relax in as you wish, within reason. The rooms are all inter connect too, for the most part as well, so feel free to move around as you wish, since we have the room for it," Araihan explained warmly as she opened the door to her own room. Then she paused. "Those Dolls with you both. They're for you both to keep. They'll protect you to an extent and will let you find me if you need me and I'm not in my room." Then she smiled slightly. "They can't talk, but they're great listeners. If you need me feel free to give one of my doors a knock, okay?"

[Helbaworshipper]

Yuriko looked at the woman and nodded lightly with her head. She still gave the doll attention as she listened to the information their captain provided. 'I hope that woman doesn't always sound like she's angry. It felt a bit like she was trying to intimidate us.' She drew her attention to her room mate. She didn't know how to exactly talk to her, now that they were expected to get along with the others in this floor. They had barely any time to interact in the three day preparation the group had.

Maemi waited until it seemed the others were probably upstairs and spoke. "Seems like they always do the same routine." She commented, taking another drag of her cigarette. "I'll start briefing you before we get up, Bill." She looked at the older man and moved her hand to show he could move forward ahead of her They were walking to the right at the moment. "This is the big kitchen. We try and have kitchen duty but there's a high chance sword boy or doll girl will be doing it for whatever reason they make up for that time. The door there is to the big dining room. You can eat whenever you feel like it and there is a kitchen upstairs if you feel it's better to have privacy. Make sure any food you buy is legally obtained or they'll be on you for some other crimes too." She kept a calm tone, though a little annoyed when she seemed to be talking about the other people.

She went to the left with him in front, waiting for the elevator. "There are three shifts for duties. Morning, afternoon, and evening. Most of the time I end up with afternoon shift. You'll be with one of my older members who just lost their partner. Her name for my purposes is Briar Rose." When the elevator went to the fourth floor, she walked to the right and motioned towards her door. "Knock if you need anything, but don't come in unless I say so." She continued walking and stopped at a similar door a few steps down. She knocked on the door with considerable force. After a few moments, an older woman with slightly gray hair opened the door.

"What brings you here mother?" She spoke, seeming to chuckle a bit at her words. "Oh, I see, another room mate."

[Furie]

Akiko grinned at the doll on her shoulder. She found the thing extremely neat. Having nothing better to do, she went into her room to simply take in everything that had been said to her.

[Giegue]

Angel's House Character Sheet

Name: Fon
Nickname: Dragon
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: The world's greatest martial artist.
Power: Physical
Gungnir: In a fashion similar to Odin's spear, Fon's physical attacks cannot ever miss. Even though they appear to have missed, a target will still feel the full imapact of Fon's assault.
Personality: A young man who is in search of love. Fon could stike any enemy he wished, and saved many from countless attackers, Fon can never "hit" one target. A woman for whom he wishes to spend the rest of his life with.
History: Born to a family of martial artists all Fon strove for was to be the best. After nearly a decade of training, both in mind and body, Fon became what he strove for. Fon was the self proclaimed best martial artist in the world. Absolutely unaware of his power, Fon believed he was gifted. Fights became less challenging after a few years, Fon desired a companion. His parents were proud, but their admiration was unsatisfactory. Fon knew he'd recieved their praised when he had bested his father. Fon soon became aware of his gift, but he was unable to turn it off. Fights became aggrivatingly easy. He could not be stopped, his victories hollow, trophies and awards meaningless. Was Fon really the best, or had his ability given him the most unfair advantage. He signed up for Angel's house after hearing of it, perhaps inside he could find someone like him. Either a rival or a lover.

[Zorolo]

(Well Giegue, your character is gonna be with mine, methinks. Z'll find an interesting associate in him.)

"You missed one," a voice said as one of the soldiers shoved a slightly older man into the room before rushing downstairs to try and leave.

"I suppose you're with me," the green-haired man stated as he smiled and peered out of his room at the newcomer before stepping out. "And in fairness, I miss saw nothing. THey overlooked you. What an interesting day this has been. You inductees can spend time deciding who you wish to room with. When you've decided, knock upon my door. This even number is good, as it means you'll have time to bond amongst each other," the sword-user stated as he pushed another prayer bead.

"Sir, if you have any questions, ask me later. I require some time to meditate," the swordsman stated as he went back into his room and closed the door, thick smoke flowing from his door in the mean time before its closing again.

[DeusExLupus]

"I ,for one ,REFUSE to share a room with anyone. " raising a delicate hand her eyes fell to the pastel green of her painted nails, stating her mandate firmly. She lend no room for debate, quickly gathering her belongings and dropping them in front of one of the door ." Seeing as I am the only female in this group, it is only proper that I get my own chamber. "

[Zorolo]

A dagger embedded itself in the door that Claudia was moving towards as he stood with his door open and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his gloved hand. "I didn't lend this to debate, milady. Woman or otherwise, we're all dead now. The physical differences we had in life have little meaning here. If you wish to debate this, there is an easy way to settle it, but I somehow doubt you'd agree to the rule of this floor," the man said as his sword appeared.

"Finally! I return and... that wench is being a-" the sword almost finished as it vanished again.

"Forgive me, I forgot it speaks. My Karma," the man stated as he drew another dagger from his jacket. "Milady, please reconsider. This floor only has three rooms, including mine. I doubt any of you could handle the exotic smells and nature of my eccentric behaviors and mannerisms."

[Giegue]

((Coolio!))

Fon's voice was deeper than one might expect. Not from his appearance, a man of over 6 feet tall with a deep voice was no surprise. However, the power of his voice boomed, and almost seemed to echo withing the halls. "I'm afraid one's wishes are easily overlooked in situations such as this. That being said, I'll stay with whosoever wishes to have me. Be it the fine lady or anyone else." Fon's surprise at the talking blade was well hidden. His training had taught him how to deal with surprises. A calm demeanor and a level-headed mindset. Fon's aloof mannerisms had saved his live many times before. Or at least that is what he presumed. It might have been his spear that kept him calm. "I come from a land of many exotic smells and eccentric people. I'll have no difficulty rooming with one such as yourself."

[Zorolo]

"Another visitor from the Orient. I was a visitor in India, but I sense you are of a more exotic locale than that. Mayhap China or Japan. I can feel it, though. Thou hath the warrior's spirit. Were my varna different, I'd suggest we spar. Kshatriya caste are superior soldiers in all nature. Mayhap in life that was my varna, but now I am a Brahman guiding these lost souls to their next life in hopes that I may one day move on as well," he said with a smile.

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: I'm okay with forming with anyone honestly what does it matter? ( he leans against the wall as he glances to see Claudia's reaction) I figured as much...let's just get this figured out allready who wants to dorm with the youngest? ( he looks up and smiles)

[Giegue]

"From China in fact." Fon replied, a heaty laugh followed. Fon's smile was welcoming and he now enjoyed this man's words. "I think a spar might be fun, but I'll have to be settled in first." Fon's bag dropped, it was not heavy nor large. It seemed as though all the it held was a change of clothes. "But I too have visited the Land of India. And many others throughout my life. Challengers throughtout the world were my quest, and I travelled to every land under the sun to learn them all. I'll hope that I have." Fon took a step forward, and then rotated so that his back might rest upon the wall. "I feel as though I may enjoy being a roomate with you, Green-haired sir." His eyes met with his possible roomate. "Should you hold no objections of course."

[Helbaworshipper]

Yuriko followed Akiko into the apartment. Slowly, she moved towards the bedroom that Akiko had not entered. She placed the doll down slowly and lay down beside it. "You're quite a pretty doll." She spoke, closing her eyes as she held the hand of the doll. "I'll do my best to not let you break." She remembered how broken the previous one had looked when a client had gotten angry at her.

[Zorolo]

"Young one, before this man appeared, I had considered asking you to live in my room. Mayhap I could help you calm your mind if you have not found some measure of peace already. As for if we can room together, Mr. Fon, my sole rule is that to share my room, one must prove their worth in combat. Only strong souls can withstand the Asura that my sword entails. Should your spirit not be hardy enough, the great dark Karma it breaths shall swallow your soul. Has happened to many unfortunate associates here I've had before. Only the doll girl is exempt."

Zorlo smiled as he crossed his arms. "I am Zorlo, by the by. Perchance my memory fades me of my names, at times. In fairness, names are merely what we refer to our illusionary shell as, so they can as easily be cast aside for more pertinent things, such as spiritual purity."