"Angel's House"

[DeusExLupus]

A small "EEP managed to slip past her defenses, heart quivering with the startle of a dagger whistling past her. In a flash of rage she snatched the dagger and threw it at the green-haired man's feet. Snorting out a short laugh, Claudia placed her hands low on her hips. " Then three of you can share a room." she spat with a bite. A quick sideways glance revealed Claudia's annoyance at the sword turn the more sour, the usual rich tinge to her deep, rich voice lowering into a threatening octave "Shut it, you rusty-ass butter knife".

Rolling her eyes and steadfastly ignoring a tiny twitch of interest, Claudia a sighed deeply exhaling her boiling anger. Playing the lap dog was not coming to her this evening, and the prospects of having to share a room with a man had shattered her facade to crumbles. Forcing the hitch out of her breath, a thin finger pushed her thick glasses up the bridge of her nose. "Since you and China boy here are rooming, let the kid and the red-head be roomies. I get my own room. No one gets smothered by a pillow in their sleep."

[Zorolo]

Zorlo laughed as he now stood behind the woman. When he had moved, no one knew. Those who were oddly perceptive realized that this wasn't the first time he'd done this. "You were spoiled in life, you are condemned in death. You belong here as much as I, madam. If for no other reason than to keep you in line, mayhap I shall keep you under wraps?"

His question was posed as he looked at the others. "No one among us is here without ill karma, even I. You must learn to work together if you wish to survive," the swordsman stated as he looked between them. "Now then, if you don't wish to have rooms assigned by me, pick quickly and quietly. All of this negative karma is ruining the flow of my Qi."

[DeusExLupus]

Only a slight plume of wind blowing past her gave indication of the swordsman's movement, a deviation far too acute for the mere politician to perceive. A slight shiver crawled up her spine when his dark voice slithered into her ear making the raven tresses at her nape stand on end. Masking yet another slip she tossed her hair back, brown orbs staring intently behind lenses "If by spoiled you mean soil, then yes. But make no mistake that anything that I had was handed to me". Turning around she tilted her head a fraction, not even her heels adding enough height to stand eye to eye with the man. Nonetheless, she gave the man her most defiant stare, taking a step forward to eradicate all space that might separate them. A wry quirk to her mouth, she said " Just try to tame me" words laced in a teasing purr.

All her life she had to bust her ass to get what she wanted. Murder, adultery, forgery, lies, and the list when on and on. Nothing in life came for free, not even for such wicked souls as was the once-secretary. After all, was she not in that place to seek repentance from her many sins? She was a relentless fighter unafraid of making a Faustian contract were it necessary. What made him think he could threaten her with his little toothpick?

Lips pursed, she stood her ground stomping on the floor in a silent gesture of her unrevised decision.

[nekoryuuha]

As Akiko returned her room to take stock of what was there, her Doll floated up from her shoulder to float leisurely around the bedroom. Darting here and there every so often, It was less like a doll and more like the Fairy it resembled. Then again, other then its size, the Doll didn't really look all that fake either...
With an (unnecessary) flutter of its wings, Yuriko's Doll floated up to lightly sit on her stomach, a rather happy look on its face as it smiled its thanks to the shy girl. Looking at it so closely, it really felt like the doll was something living rather then a controlled creature. After all, it even blinked and its tiny chest almost seemed to rise and fall...

As for the 'Doll Girl' herself, Araihan was relaxing in an easy chair in what was supposed to be a fourth half-suite of rooms and was now sealed off to be her 'Monitoring Room', as it laid in the near absolute center of the building. It made it easier to maintain her surveillance network of support dolls while relaxing or even eating, since she'd put in a few cheap mini-fridges to keep her own snacks and such in, much to Maemi's likely chagrin. "That went well... They seem to be bounding with their 'Partners' too," she said to herself as she passively watched the two, reading their lips as they spoke to the Dolls before withdrawing her gaze from them. She had things to do. Getting up, she got a bottle of soda from her fridge and sat down, taking a drink as she closed her eyes. "Okay..." and she began. A few Dolls appeared on each floor near to ceiling to evade attention as they looked around for Araihan. Several formed in the Kitchen to begin making lunch for everyone as a few appeared near entrances to watch comings and goings. Huh... Green Hair's got something interesting going on... she thought was she 'pulled' that to the front of her attention with the 'Lunch Dolls' in the kitchen.

[Zorolo]

"Tame? Madam, you jest," he said with a chuckle as he appeared elsewhere, his back to the group. There was no wind. No sign or hint that he had moved at all except he was now elsewhere. Time, itself, seemed to not notice that his dagger had been removed and the opened doors had shut with naught a sound. "I am not here to tame you, but instead to help you tame yourselves. Should you desire to return to the cycle, you must first overcome this trial to be reborn into your next life in search of Moksha. I am merely the spiritual guide to that point," he stated, looking at Claudia's eyes, his spirit flaring from within.

His whole body turned as he shifted his glance to everyone else. "That goes for the rest of you as well. I am here to guide and protect when necessary. My job is not to make automatons out of you; nor to exploit your capacities for gain. You must learn the folly of your soul that guided your bewildered and beguiled spirits here. Should you seek to ever move on, you must first defeat the demons that appear before you. Then you must slay the demons within yourself. Order doesn't matter."

Zorlo clicked another prayer bead as he seemed to move without moving again. Once again no air disturbed. Nothing out of place, except for two open doors. "Miss Claudia, I'll state it again. You have no choice but to live with one of these people. You all must learn camaraderie. If not, I'll be waiting for new souls to attempt to guide into the next life. Really, its your loss. I'm not going anywhere any time soon. Sin such as mine deserves the bleak Karma of my sword and my post."

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: *sigh* this is taking forever like it or not this is the situation... ( he listens to the conversation before him and he smiles at how stubborn Claudia is being and he laughs) fine ( he walks to zorlo) I'll dorm with you of that's cool...( he looks up at him with his eyes full of determination its almost like there's a fire in them) I will figure out how your teleporting all over the place though and solve it. Much less this whole thing

[AZURE-KITE]

(ugh, I get on homework And this happens... well it won't happen again cuz I got a few days off. P.S. the pres died)

They went from speaking about Zorlo being mad to the arrogant wanting a room for her own. Hah! If she only knew; Soraka dropped his bag and stepped between the two "We are four, right?" Looking at the newcommer, welcoming him with a bow, he then turned at the girl "You--" he pointed at her with a hate glance. She hasn't even got 5 minutes in here and she had already gained everyone's dislikes -with a few exceptions-. But what mattered now is to-- "Shut up and choose a companion, I don't mind being with anyone here as long as my roommate doesn't goes loco and starts throwing clothes at the flies" He just stepped back and looked at Zorlo "You, stop being a nice guy and listen. You're on command, right? If she doesn't obey either make her obey or make her sleep outside by herself--" he glanced at the girl "As she said she wanted to" He crossed his arms and layed his foot on the wall "I can't stand looking at newbies claiming for privileges they haven't earned yet--" he spoke to himself, but in a tone that could be heard by everyone close "... What are you looking at?" He raised an eyebrow "I just did what the 'boss' here was supposed to do..." He remained silent and looked at how the situation went on and on

Until the young kid approached zorlo and said He would share rooms with him, so that means... ugh! Maybe I'll b stuck with that arrogant newbie.

As long as I keep my mind out of Zorlo's room, my sanity will be untouched

(Ugh Dx I'm falling asleep, sorry guys too much homework. I posted this quick short post just to catch up tonight--or day?-- anyways, I think it is understandable. Will check when I wake up)

[DeusExLupus]

A soon as he retracted his finger, the woman slapped his dirty digits from her vision giving him a look that meant she would bite it off if he dared do it again. While alive she was a master at being in everyone's favor. But all of that was lost. All her life's work for nothing. Resentment tore through the delicate fibers of the usually composed woman bringing nothing but pure discord at anyone who dared push her buttons. Dying wasn't easy. Even for someone who had put into perspective her inadvertent damnation, passing from one state to the next was almost overwhelming. Inside she felt like punching a wall,like screaming, like yelling. She had pictured hell for herself. Fire, pain, none of this ****. This was worse than hell; this was indeed a punishment worthy of her crimes. Eternal life had been her worst fear.

Claudia swallowed her pride. If doing this meant she would be done existing, then she would obey. It would still be a while until she returned to normalcy, but she would do her best to cooperate. The raven-haired dame breathed out a garbled string of words, easy to decipher when coupled with her heel digging at the ground and the way she pushed her fingers through her ebony locks, releasing a sigh of defeat. The red-head was a lunatic douche bag with a superiority complex to challenge her own, and dormming with a child just felt..wrong.

Displacing all the rage that had twisted her features, her face softened. Still, she draped her arm over her eyes, mustering all she had for the next to come out in a more agreeable manner "I'll agree to the accommodation with the sole condition that I get to room with China boy " Out of the motley crew he seemed to be the person with the least conflicting traits. God give me patience, because if you give me strength I'll punch their faces in.

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: ( he looked at the two)...I think it's best Soraka-San and Claudia-San leave each other be at the moment It doesn't look like you too are going toget along well...Soraka-San he seems easily irritable and volatile... well it' looks like we certain have ourselves a motley crew here don't we? ( he decides to change the topic to lighten up the mood and ease the tension) lets all just relax there it's decided right?

[Giegue]

Fon laughed heartily once more. This was all he had hoped for. A house full of mysterious figures. Zorlo's movements were mysterious. They weren't fast, not faster than Fon's trained eyes, no they were different than speed, something akin to magic. It mattered not, Gungnir was just as magical, and Zorlo wouldn't see it coming, now would he?

"I'm fine with that arrangement. However, do not think this means I'm denying you of your challenge Zorlo. I have indeed walked down the path of Asura." Fon's eyes showed his truth. Fon had trained in India and developed a style from there. Fon's body itched for battle, but now was not the time. Now was not the stage. A hot blooded battle now would only fuel something worse. Zorlo was right, they needed to be companions, and Fon felt he had a chance to open up with this girl. His feelings on these matters usually proved futile, however...

[GamerKale]

Bill smiled and offered his hand to the first person that at least looked to be in his same age group. "I'm Bill, you must be Briar Rose. Don't know what I would've done if left by myself after all these years."

[Helbaworshipper]

"An honor to meet someone as well trained as you seem to be." She felt his hand as she shook it. "I think we'll get along." She looked towards Maemi. The woman turned and opened her door, closing it with a slightly audible thud and locking it. "She's got a soft side if you can stick around long enough." The woman spoke, allowing Bill to enter the common area. She moved towards the door that wasn't decorated at the moment while making some small chat. "Most of the others aren't going to be back until evening. Briar Rose is a rather long nick name, but you may call me Mary if you wish. You seem to have a rather normal nickname."

Maemi plopped into her leather chair, tossing her heeled shoes off while tearing the hair tie off to let her hair down. It'd been awhile since she had last had to choose even one person. Still, why was that Seiji making it so hard to keep the balance. If only he hadn't left there'd be no way she'd still be stuck doing duties here at Angel's House. She looked at the bottle of vodka and thought better of it. Tomorrow they'd have to start active duties and she couldn't quite be as at ease with new recruits being trained.

[GamerKale]

Bill followed, looking around, "I was with the marines throughout the pacific theater, so if that makes me well trained then I guess I am." He sat down in an easy chair and settled in. Just like home... "Really? I thought it was quite original." He chuckled and continued, "My first name is William." He stated with a shrug. "My buddies tried Wild Bill for a while there, but it never took. Don't know why... she never did give us her name." He shrugged, "why mother decided to call me it. So, Mary, you know why she calls you Briar Rose?"

[Helbaworshipper]

"I'm a rather dangerous woman when attacked, like a rose." Mary spoke, her voice still in a rather jovial tone. "I believe it has to do with the crime that I committed while alive." She didn't know if it was particularly the crime of defending herself or her rather sharp words when hit deep. "Lunch should be ready soon, whether it's the nice girl who uses her dolls to make food or the rather quiet religious fellow."

[GamerKale]

His lips twinged up slightly more at her joking tone and then flattened slightly at her comment about a crime. Somebody said something about prisoners earlier too, didn't they? What did I do to get thrown in here? I mean, sure I'd have probably volunteered, maybe I even did at some point, to wait for my wife before moving on, or maybe it's because of all of the people I killed. "Yeah, about lunch." He said with a raised finger, "We're dead, aren't we?" Bill let his hand drop to the armrest, "Do we need to eat?"

[DeusExLupus]

'Claudia-SAN, Soraka-SAN' an eyebrow rose, partially because she had forgotten how annoying she found Japanese honorifics but mostly out of gladness the boy had the decency to call her by her name. In her country of Scotland the closest thing to an honorifics was 'master' or 'the much honored' both which were used in a mocking manner rather that for their original purpose. Even after three years that she had lived in Japan and the whole san, kun, sama, chan, had never stuck to her resulting in many a rude squints from the natives. At the next comment her brow twitched "Hehe" she choked an awkward chuckle "It does appear so ,my young friend." A little boy who looked so frail he could snap like a branch, the fire-hot-headed lunatic whose favorite word was loco, some green haired swordsman with a lewd blade so dull it couldn't slice through melted butter, and she, the ex-secretary who had just lost her temper to complicate matters. The only worthy team member appeared to be the Chinese man with whom she'd be rooming. Claudia admired his composure, but that did not mean she trusted him.

Still, he was the perfect target to commence her usual infiltration technique. "Come," soft digits wrapping around Fon's strong bicep, pulling him slightly towards her like a predator luring its prey. " what say you we practice good camaraderie and get to know each other?". Cocoa orbs stared from beneath mercurial lashes, devoid of her true intentions. The curve of her thick lips dipping in a pleasant smile as she formed the words " I'm Claudia Elsworth, Scottish. Pleasure to meet you, Sir" and stretched out an ivory hand for him to shake.She would make the man trust her, then maneuver her way into the rest of the group like a virus infecting the entirety of the building. Claudia had never been without power in life, and she would damn make sure it would stay that way in her after life.

[Zorolo]

Zorlo looked around at his new inductees before their distractions caused him to vanish. Soraka's body hit the ground as Zorlo chopped him in the back of the neck, green lines extending from the man's gloves as energy seemed to roll from his hand. "Well, I don't think he realizes that the only reason I didn't strike Miss Claudia is a gentlemen waits for a woman to strike him before taking action. I have no such reservations towards men or beasts, however. Kyosuke, you'll room with Mr. rage here. Make sure he knows that I do punish insubordination, it just takes a lot to make me do so," Zorlo said as he rolled the red-haired man over with his foot.

"Now then, Kyosuke, you're going to be taking care of Soraka, and please refrain from Honorifics. They are not as used elsewhere in the world. Oh, and Fon, be weary of that woman. She's a most deadly kind of demon. The Christ Followers call her a succubus. She steals the souls of men through their orifices," the green-haired man stated as he smiled at the woman before crossing his arms. "We can train tomorrow, Fon. I'd much like to see your techniques before they're thrown into combat, as I would you all. This event will be dangerous... or at least I hope so."

Zorlo stepped past the group and opened his door. "If you need me, knock on the door. If you don't, ignore me." The click of his prayer beads filled the air again. "I must regain spiritual balance now. Farewell," he stated as he passed beyond the threshold and into his room.

[Giegue]

Zorlo was too late, Fon had fallen prey. Fon's composure was still calm, but his mind flew off in millions of directions. Thoughts upon thoughts collided and circled around in his skull. Fon's hand found his way into Claudia's. Her hand was softer than silk. Fon's hands were rather rough in contrast. "My name is Fon. I come here from China." He had not made it obvious, but his delayed response was surely an indicator. Fon had failed in love countless times. A women off the battlefield was Fon's greatest enemy. How could he say no? Fon's mind was in a paradox. He believed the words Zorlor spoke were true, but this porcelain masterpiece was softer and much warmer than the touch of any before him.

[AZURE-KITE]

How did he-? WHEN did he-? These words passed through his mind in a flash, maybe we are dead yes, but this sure hurts. In one moment he was there and them boom: Lights out. Has he forgotten his manners? Or maybe is just the confusion and crazyness in the air that had him like that. Whatever the reason was, he realized he just almost hitted a woman-- even if she had a queen complex, she was still a woman.

Just when he recovered consciousness he hardly stood up and picked his bag "... You--" he stopped, he didn't want to embarass himself anymore. Closing his eyes and holding his bag onto his shoulder he walked slowly towards the room "So kid!" He slightly turned around to face kyousuke "Hurry up, I don't wanna keep smelling this air" he scratched under his nose and turned towards the room, second to this; he kept walking until he got into the room.

Not so big, but spacey enough for two people. Maybe with time people in here would stop being ridiculous and start thinking straight-- but then again we're all dead. Nothing makes sence after all, the only thing that made sence at the moment was the new people. But, what where they planning to do in here? Missions? As in missions for the sake of the 'earth'? Like military missions?. He had joined the military once but left after a month because of the people being so bullet-headed-- as he likes to call them.

But even if we are here to fight... what are we fighting? Or a better question; How? He had already noticed that not only he felt stronger than before-- but also a few of the people welcoming us had strange powers. Just like that Doll girl, or even Zorlo-- our someone-at-command. Which reminded: "My neck!" He put his stuff on a side of the bed and layed on it, rubbing his neck.

[kai the pkk]

Kyousuke: ( he glances to notice Fon and claudia) This can't be a good sign... ah r-Right! ( he opens the door to his room) I'll see you guys tomorrow then... ( he quickly walked inside and he shut the door as he throws his bag onto his bed as he breathes softly).....it took a lot out of me to stay composed out there....( he takes his coat off as he removes his shirt despite his look he has definitive muscle tone for a boy his age as he removes his glasses he changes his shirt as he breathes softy)....So I have to fight now? ( he takes a jeet kune doo stance) even if I'm dead all those times with sis And grandpa ( he falls back onto his bed) jeez I may not of wanted to but maybe the old mans can training will help me here...they say stick to your strengths...*sigh* can I really do this?