Beyond the Rift

[Rin]

Rin runs through the city gates quickly following the scents of the others wondering where they could be

[Angel]

*Abaddod lands with a paving cracking thump in the centre square and glances at the chaos and hole in the ground that could only have been made by one thing, Zamiel.

he glances up at at the obelisk and swears loudly.*

just GREAT. of all places we come to where the WHORSHIP Him. ch'sha...

*he reads the section on Temples a little more cautiously and then goes on to the Ranks. an evil grin spread across his face, his armour, weapons and the heavy red and black clothes would mark him as a Lord to anyone without two days worth of time to work out that he isnt. the imense wings on his back make him imposing, even without the hard muscles and heavy build he would have carried authority. he streaches those wings far above his head, reaching the sky and thretening anyone standing too close with concusion as he sweeps them down, before folding them across his back. *

i could really like this place.

*the crash of broken glass from the temple perks his intrest and he grins again, no matter how he thinks of it that guy- no, that God has style.

he marches up the steps, every thing becomes background to him. he dosent move through the landscape, he wears it, its an old trick, move right, look right and people will hope like hell that you are who you say you are because there is no WAY they are going to stop you.

the doors are thrown back to let him through and as he passes the petrified Monks he looks at them with a faint smile on his face, the monks whimper, i will remember you. it says everything you never want to happen will happen. he looks away and strides into the temple*

[Embri]

Embers groaned, shaking his head.

~What the !@#@#$(%*$# was THAT!~ He sends, scrambling to his hooves. Or that's what should have happened, at least. Instead, the stallion finds himself still on his front knees, back legs standing.

Twisting this way and that, the stallion goes cross-eyed trying to see why he's stuck. When several tugs fail to bring him upright, the equine finally concludes that his horn is stuck.

Cursing and growling, Embers sets to work on freeing himself, all the while scenting the tantalizing smells of food all around him. This was a very good place...

The stone spire the stallion had speared with his horn whilst tumbling out of the rift finally split under his assaults, fissuring apart and freeing Embers to take a good look around.

His sensitive ears pick out the sounds of anarchy far ahead... a whiff of fear, the shrill music of screams. A twisted grin on his face, the unisus takes flight, following the trail of destruction.

[Rin]

Rin follows the sounds as well, changing back into himself as he runs, the darts into the temple and shouts "what the hell are you two doing!". Breathing heavily he looks behind him and into the distance, on the way here he had passed two lines of men, one was a set of elite knights and archmages along with a few men armed with rifles, the other seemed to be a group of high priests garbed in black who kept saying somthing about Zamiel

[GBE]

Jo ran towards the sound of commotion without thinking. It was always her flaw in life, but it got her from adventure to adventure. Running past the mages, knights and soldiers that she managed to not notice, and ran into the temple itself. She saw a metallic demon or something, stood in the centre of the room.

Then, she looked around at the armed forces, and realized she didn't want to be here. But knowing the stranger should not be here as much as she should not, she can't help but yell out, "This isn't your place to do things. We're strangers here!"


Adam, seeing everyone else running, ran quietly behind them, still as so far unnoticed, and he was happier that way. No pressure on him. No pressure on them. No awkward situations, just a quiet person being quiet.

[Angel]

*Abaddon glances at Rin and smiles the kind of smile that you never want to see again. he steps up behind Jo and grips her shoulder. his shadow almost compleatly covers her,*

is that the way you speak to a god?

*he whispers in her ear. her squeazes her shoulder almost painfully tight*

[Sephirothsicase]

Zamiel finally manages to pull his taloned feet from the cracks he made as he landed, he sharpens his claws on a rock before walking over to the entrance, battering a monk out of the way as he did so.

"What iss going on here?"

He shoots in Icy glance to Abaddon, then Rin, Jo, then back to Abaddon.

"And why are you wearing red? Peasent."

[Rin]

The Karlakian soldiers surrond the group and aim all thrie weapons at them. Rin watches them all with a hand on the hitl of his obsidian cleaver. At the same time a priest pushes his way through the crowd of soldiers and walks up to zamiel with a devious smile. "so it is you m'lord" he says circling around the metallic being.

[Angel]

*Abaddon growls, quick to anger. for a moment he entertains thoughts of attacking Zamiel but the bristling weapons make him pause. he thinks, no he knows, that he could take them on and no doubt the chaos would be amusing but he has a better idea, two can play at this game.

he bows stifly to the preist*
Abaddon, Spirit of blood and fire, at your service Sir.

*he recites, covering his lies with sugary speech and an honest smile, looking him in the eye. he is sorley tempted to glance at Zamiel but holds it in check, not knowing what Zamiel is doing can be fatal but being caught lieing about ones spirit hood is almost as bad.*

[GBE]

Jo winced as Abaddon gripped her shoulders. She was about to teach him a lesson, but then he let go to speak to some kind of monk. Checking her shoulders, partially lowering her top around her shoulders to do so, she could already see the marks coming up to the surface of her skin.

She stares at Abaddon for a few moments before looking around at the warriors. She's not exactly skilled at fighting, other than trying to scratch someones eyes, and delivering a swift crotch kick. She sidles up to Rin, not knowing him, but still full of confidence. She slides her arm around his, out of need of safety for herself from the big bad men.

Whispering in his ear, "I can get us out of here, without fighting...." She leaves it hanging in the air for him to consider.

[GBE]

Jo winced as Abaddon gripped her shoulders. She was about to teach him a lesson, but then he let go to speak to some kind of monk. Checking her shoulders, partially lowering her top around her shoulders to do so, she could already see the marks coming up to the surface of her skin.

She stares at Abaddon for a few moments before looking around at the warriors. She's not exactly skilled at fighting, other than trying to scratch someones eyes, and delivering a swift crotch kick. She sidles up to Rin, not knowing him, but still full of confidence. She slides her arm around his, out of need of safety for herself from the big bad men.

Whispering in his ear, "I can get us out of here, without fighting...." She leaves it hanging in the air for him to consider.

[Jent]

*Natu woke up, or did he? He rised from the ground, then spots a nearby human child in pure white cloths, the demon has control now. The upper canines got sharper, the demon was focusing only on his vampire side. Leaping into the air, biting on the child neck. Turning him into a vampire, instead of killing him.*

"Child, you now serve me and me alone." *Whispering into the child's ear.*

"Yes master." *He replies.*

"Now go to the city over there." *The demon points over to the city where most of the others lay.*

"By mind link, I'll see and hear, of what you see and hear. If needed, or you betray me, I'll control your body myself."

*The child nods, then he ventures off to the city of Karlakticus, while the demon lays back now, reverting back to Natu.*

((Is that the city where you are at? If not, I will change my post accordingly.))

[GBE]

((Bump - I liked this RP... Is it just going to die.....?))

[Rin]

((most likly....))