Evil's Return 2: School's Out and the Book of Death.

[Astral Harmony]

Laurella wasn't quite sure what to say. Then she had the perfect idea. "I'm going swimming."

So she cleaned her plate, left it on the coffee table for Jenkins and rushed up the stairs. She was back in view in less than three minutes, wearing a simple two-piece. It was pink with royal blue floral patterns. She had a Final Fantasy VIII themed towel depicting Squall, Rinoa and Laguna draped over her right shoulder and wore plain white flip flops with blue bands on them. "Gotta enjoy the days off of school while I can."

Laurella stepped out the back door, set her stuff in one of the lawn chairs, and climbed into the heated above-ground pool. "If Duncan wasn't so old, I'd be his girl just to continue living here forever."

[Incendius]

((OOC: I'll change the last part if it seemed too far TB, though I don't intend it to do anymore then alert the protectors to their being more then the linear possibilities.))


Impassively Michael watched Zack sprint out of the room in a fit of emotions. As soon as he saw Laurella depart as well, he stood up and took a chance to speak. Agression, frustration, conflict; I wonder if this was not the true goal of the cultists today. It would seem appropriate for people such as them to sacrifice a gathering of their own just to ferment dissent amongst their primary enemies. That is seeing as, the amount of cultists that were taken down were barely negligable on the larger picture. As well as there always beeing more eager demons to summon out of hell.

In a rare occurance of eloquence Michael interjected himself into the conversation. "Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt but I want to put something out that may figure into our calculations. Hoping that he had at least a few of the participants attentions, Michael lifted a finger and pointed towards the gluttonous John. "This example here proves something I've been theorizing for a while. Not all the demons in hell; nor the cultists to these same said demons have the same goals. They are as divided as our side of this conflict are."

Michael stopped for a moment to let this thought sink in and to catch his breath. "I would not doubt if many, if not the majority of demons and cultists are not focused on the possibilities surounding Laurella's person. This is so for a few reasons. One being that of experience. Contrary to popular belief, demons and the hell cultists surounding them do learn from their mistakes and what has happened in the past. Many should have theorized by now, that in whatever way the circumstances fall; the prophecy will never advance beyond the stage of the singular person of the Mother of Hell."

Michael reached over to his left and opened his laptop as he continued speaking. "Most of these said unharmonious existances are now seeking to capitulate on the circumstances and establish more of their influence. They will have realized that whenever the Mother of Hell comes into existance much of their enemy combatants will be centered on protecting or destroying the Mother of Hell. This will have, truthfully, left gaps in country's and region's defenses that have not existed before. Thus right now, Hell Cult's will be establishing more and more power as long as the Mother of Hell has a continued existance. As they recieve more and more power, the indirect danger from them will increase. Eventually, they might make a gambit for power and these new emboldened organizations will vie for the MoH; turning their threat from indirect to direct."

Michael ran his hand through his hair as he surveyed the scene again before restarting his speach. "In addition to this there will be others that have interests in maintaing the status quo, or even supporting our efforts. Those in interest of maintaing the status quo will be the hardest demons to repel. These demons will be those of middling to high rank in the heirarchy of Hell. These demons are the ones able to increase their power by achieving hegemony over sections of the Earth, but their power is high enough that they do not want to risk a potentially weak demon gaining undue power by jaunting freely into earth. "

Michael shifted his gaze down conspicously to the sling that held his right arm. "It is from these that the greatest personal danger will be alloted to Laurella and the protectors. For, their minions missions will be nothing more then to kill and reak as much damage as possible. They will be undaunting in their efforts and personal injury or death will not matter for their goal. Whereas in another case, the demons that seek to capture Laurella will need to keep some part of themselves back and unharmed to be able to accomplish their goal. Thus they will have to be dealt with in a different manor."

Michael continued to type away at his computer until finally a satisfied expression alit his face and he started to turn the screen towards the group. "There will most likely be a third major group to this gathering. Those that wish for the protectors to succeed. These will be those under the demons of the greatest power, ones that risk the most from the near certain upheavel of earth being open to demons and the the constant manuevering of the lord under them to gain influence over earth's populace. As evidence I would like those assembled to take a gander at my screen."

On the screen were displayed what seemed to be a series of different police records of different countries and regions that Michael shuffled through slowly. "These all link to various gruesome murders. These murders though, are not as simple as they appear to be on the surface. The majority of the victims were identified as suspected, or confirmed hell cultists. The methods used to kill these cultists were extremely different from anything used by our side of the conflict. However, they were very similar to the methods used to kill by demons and cultists when they have assaulted us."

Closing his laptop with a sharp snap Michael bowed slightly and finished his speech. "Thank you for listening to me. Hopefully this information shall help us prepare for any of the said circumstances I alluded to."

[Truce]

"So," Troy said. "You're worried about getting shot just by approaching here, and you call this a good neighborhood?

"Why in the world did we stay in this town, again?"

With a sigh, he looked up in the sky. There he saw a pigeon. Except, it wasn't acting like a pigeon. It acted like...a ninja. Or a spy.

It had to be a spy. Ninja birds didn't exist.

At least not anymore.

If a pigeon could approach it safely, so could they, right? Well, either way, they were about to find out.

"Let's go - before they try to charge us with loitering."

And, with that, Troy walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

[Sir Pinkleton]

((OoC: Isn't there a gate and other defenses preventing Troy from simply walking up to the door?))

Jacob hadn't said anything. He wasn't much of an arguer, nor a discusser, and he was more of a follower besides that. Most of these ideas were sound, though, he just wondered who he might be paired up with in the end.

He took the situation with Zack as a spectator; Noting things down like a scientist, but not saying or doing anything about it. 'A tad emotional some of these people,' Jacob thought, 'let's just hope that doesn't hinder him later'

Jacob agreed with Simon the most, if only for his bluntness. 'Just a matter of cooperation, elimination, and protect...inization.' Jacob grinned at that. 'But wherever we go, I'll be sure to follow."

[Mr.Bookworm]

Josiah walked up to the gate of McCragge manor, his cane tapping on the ground as he strolled along. He grunted and looked straight at the camera, and said "Josiah Martin, of the Wardens, here for Duncan McCragge".

He waited for a response.

[Krylo]

Jimmy watched Laurella walk past in a two piece, and a moment after she had walked out, so did he, not bothering to say anything about his leaving the meeting. After all, no one had decided to make him an official protector yet or anything, so it didn't really concern him.

Laurella in a two-piece, however? That definately concerned Jimmy StClaire.

He walked out around the pool and took a seat at a random chair where he'd have a good view of Laurella's swimming.

[Krylo]

P.S. Closing until TB gets the new thread up, because I feel like being nice to him.

Also, I'm an admin and I'm allowed to double post. Ha ha.