My name is Charles Hodges. And if I've done my job right you’ve likely never heard of me, and most never will, sadly. Today was the day and Agares was not doing me any good as I made sure all parts of my expansive manor were secure and intact. A lovely Egyptian spell I had found while in Egypt had made this humble abode into quite the marvel. What they called a ‘Perpetual Dimensions’ spell had made his small London flat into an almost unrealistically deep mansion. Some rooms fell off and some doors opened into nothing but a wall. There was a pool, four libraries, two tennis courts, a zoo and roughly 400 rooms. It had taken me years to build up this place and now, Mages and Magicians from Gods know where, about to trample through it. It’s for the best you insolent bastard. Demons should not be the only people you talk to. I opened my mouth to comment on what sounded like an almost pleasant comment out of Agares when she cut me off.

Don’t get it fucked up, Human. She said in that old man's husky voice, going back to her usual ways of being a complete bitch. Not all Demons were mean just most of them had their particular quirks or problems that had to be dealt with. I’d sooner see one of these shits behead you than see you breath another day. But as of now, I'm content with you not losing your mind while I'm trapped in it. That's it. I laughed as she said that in the husky voice.”Just lay off the Camels for me there Agares, I’d miss you oh so dearly.” I said letting the sarcasm seep in. I looked around for a servant Imp and found one near a door sucking on the knob.

“Hey, you little bastard.” I said and the Imp stood straight up and looked to me for an order. “Suscipiant liciti, utrum accipiam vos ad me velim et ad inferos” The Imp disappeared in a cloud of smoke and I wiped the blood from the prick I had just made on my finger. Agares chimed in as always What did you send that poor little imp to find? You know you don't have to be so dramatic with you spells a simple ‘quid me vis’ and the imp would have done the same thing. I laughed at that. Agares hated Latin… that amused me. How could I torture her any other way than speaking a language, a language Demon hated. “He's finding my cigarettes i seem to have lost them.” If a Demon in your head can smack its own forehead, that is what she did. The doorbell rang.

Zayn's feet touchdown on the rooftop of a tall building. His attire stood out like a sore thumb. The wind was almost silent however, almost scared to move in his presence. "Look at all these worms." Zayn had spoke, to which a man in white joined him, almost out of thin air, "What gives you the right to drag me around boy? Where are we going!?" The voice of Pride was that of anger. Zayn simply kept quiet, he knew it would turn into a fight if he spoke. He raised his right hand, closed hand except for his middle and index finger pointed up against his face, "Me ni miemasen" Zayn's body had faded into the wind, travelling through the open skies before stopping at an old apartment. The address he was given. Zayn's face turned to anger quickly when no one came to greet him so he knocked on the door angrily, pissed off he had to knock.

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I quickly made my way to the door as the imp slipped the goods into my pocket. [color=BCD4E6][i]Which fu-[i/] [/color] “Please, just for a moment can we not with this bulocs!” I said gripping the doorknob, putting on as much of a smile as I could muster, though in the mirror it looked rather painful. It was.
I opened the door and cool London air blew in as I pulled out a smoke. “Zayn, a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I’ve heard… well not so much actually.” I motioned for him to come in pointing to the jacket rack. “I had to talk to a particularly crazy aboriginal with the shrunken head of some french queen he kept going on about to even catch wind of you. And of course Pride.” I gave the demon my best if disdainful respectful nod. Pride had a temper not to be Fucked with? Sure, for lack of a better wording, fucked with. I lead him into the main room a huge room full of historical art and a very long dining table. Three Imps scurried away as I opened the two broad, elegantly carved doors leading to the dining room. My left hand itched, it seemed someone wanted to play. My hand turned to sand as I whispered the spell, it fell to the floor and the sand piled up revealing Agares in all her glory.
“How longs it been?” I said wiggling my earlobe… finally silence. Agares looked at me and turned to her old Hawk Face.
“Stuck in your fucking head?” He said limping over to me “I don't know maybe two years laddy,” His face pinched up “If i could cut your balls off and hang them in my viewing room, I would.” She turned back into her usual beautiful self and greeted Pride.
“I own your viewing room” I said turning to Zayn,[color=f5f5dc] “How was your trip?" [/color/

Zayn gave the man a blank stare, How dare this worm track ME down, ME!? That's it, I'll sho- Pride stepped in front of Zayn, giving him a look. Pride turned to Charles, "Charles. I am Pride, leader of the seven deadly sins. This... IS NOT A WELCOME FIT FOR ME!" Pride's eye turned a dark red, his fuse about to explode. Crap... Zayn walked into the room, slightly tugging at Pride. Once inside Zayn finally had a look at the building, it was massive inside, completely different inside. "This spell is Egyptian, no? But anyway Charles, I pride myself on being hard to track. So for you going to a lot of trouble for me, I assumed something is up. Why do you call for me and my Demon?"

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Charles laughed at Pride and Agares jaw ticked. “I don't adhere to Demons, I control them…” I said looking at Pride then Agares who murmured to Pride about this one having a mouth or something, harder to keep the Demon shut up when she wasn't dirtying my mind. Zayn was getting straight to the point, no time for pleasantries, eh? Good that's how I like it. “I called you here because I understand you control it,” I said pointing toward Pride “... and it is a powerful foe for any Mage. And well, Agares is an obedient but unpleasant example as you’ll find out. Others will be here, you don't have to talk to them or anything, painstakingly I do have to do that however.” I took a deep drag of my Cigarette and exhaled. “If they have questions I can easily answer them though I must ask where did you learn your Magics?” I took a seat at the table crossing my legs and ashing my smoke. “Of course you can go back to wherever you came from if you don't want to stay, I would understand. Though…” I took another drag of the cigarette. “You may want to stay for the ending? I have a little story to tell about a particularly naughty Mage I need help dealing with, ‘save the world’ and all that good jazz as it goes.” I exhaled.

Zayn turned to Pride who gave a simple nodding to agree to the terms. Zayn sat opposite him and Zayn's sword became obvious. It was two handed mammoth of a sword and it was strange as to how Zayn could conceal it so easily. Zayn pulled his sword and sat it down next to him. "Me? I learnt it at a very young age. So young I almost killed a kid. Summoning this Demon took more then an arm from me. It took both my parents lives. So Pride raised me as his own, and I've sent my life since that point in time, training my magic. Well... Magic and swordsmanship. Tell me, Charlie. Have you heard the rumor of some female who summoned... Lucifer?" Zayn let the question float in the air for a second before continuing, "I was tracking her down to see if it was true when I got your invite. Now if I amto stay, Pride and I demand the biggest room."

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Charles laughed again… this was getting scary stop laughing Charles. “Janet? Whatever do you need her for? Good Mage but weak in the moral fibers, can’t fight much but she's a smart one. Last I heard she was in antarctica doing some sort of ritual there, she was supposed to be here but said she couldn’t. I don't know how that whole lucifer thing panned out for her, rather greedy that demon, she gave him her son and nothing, that alone is enough to drive anyone mad. I hear they have some sort of pact though she’s never told me of it. Strange Magic on that little girl. Hard to believe she's only 16, eh? And you’ll come to see that your room if it's the biggest is just like 24 others so don't feel to special, there are 23 just as big…” I stood up snapping an Imp into the room with a quick incantation. “Show Mr. Zayn to his room so he may do what he wishes with so much room. I warn you though asking for one of those rooms you're bound to get lost I use them as villas, you see. Never have to leave home. Your welcome to whichever you like just don't get to deep so i don't have to send an Imp after you. Maybe a tour once you get settled, no other guest have arrived yet.” I said turning to him.

Riley let out a bit of a huff and rubbed their hands together feeling rather cold. The whole place had been making them feel rather off edge, probably because it was a new setting for them entirely. Sticking to the back alleys had hopefully been the right choice and likely was since Riley was not ‘himself’ currently and instead something else for comfort. It was rather relieving when Riley approached what they assumed to be apartment but was rather unsure. Riley quickly tried knocking at the door and sitting down limply in front of it. Briefly muttering to themselves. “Hopefully this is the right place, all the cranes that it took to get here..”

If someone had come to answer the door they would be met with a cartoonish looking polar bear creature, rather resembling a teddy bear of some sort. It was currently around 3’5” and wearing baggy clothing (Sweat pants and a hoodie) as well as a backpack. A wide and practiced grin printed across its face as it tried to look from the corner of its eye whether or not someone had opened the door and came to it. There was a small wish for having some more methods to prepare but none had come directly to mind. Especially not in a somewhat tired and hungry state. Perhaps something should have been grabbed along the way. "It is..or should be here.." A quiet whisper ran through Riley's mind.

The door buzzed as Zayn was shown to his room. An odd looking polar bear stood on my doorstep, I looked out past it and checked the streets, making sure no one was looking. What a sight indeed. ” Hello I am Charles Hodges and whoever might you be?” I said motioning for the creature to come in. There was a rather strong spell transforming this Mage and it stroked my curiosity. @AwesomeZero5

Riley sitting upon the doorstep of sorts noticed someone standing near the door. It seemed that the person had rather, already recognized them as a being rather than just a doll so that was a sign. A sign showing that this definitely appeared to be the right place. It seem the person gave out there own name immediately so that was rather welcoming. It, being Riley in this case rather stood up slowly and was being motioned to be lead inside. Riley rather took a slow approach to this and was uncomfortable of giving up his indentity quite yet. It may have been rude but it felt 'safer' to do so. "Well, umm.. for now I hope you don't mind calling me Kuma! Sorry for the improper introduction, just a bit.. on edge for a while." The creature's voice would likely come off sounding as young as a child and perhaps a bit robotic in more of a practiced manner. He would try to take a few slow steps toward the building before quickly slipping in.

Leander casually strolled along the sidewalk, lost in his own thought. He was questioning why he even bothered to come to this party. Who exactly was Charles Hodges? What did he want with me? Surely Leander hadnt caught any unwanted attention, he only had imps at his command right now. Although if they knew about the plans he had for the future, that could be why. How would anyone know though? He had told nobody. Unless he had been followed sometime recently. No matter, he had nothing else to do. Whats the worst that could happen, somebody murder him? Leander resisted the urge to lick his lips. Death, what a lovely goal. He could only hope the altercation got bloody. He shuffled to the door and knocked, wary of what lay on the other side.

Nicolai nods to the fledgling necromancer, and collects his modest fee. After saying their farewells he leaves and begins to wander the streets of London with a vague idea that he is supposed to be somewhere, but just cant think of where it was. He paused to get his barrings, as he looked around he noticed a pair of glowing eyes in the shadows of an alley. Nicolai sighed as the creature moved into the light, it was a drooling and grotesque ghoul.





Nicolai watches the Ghoul as it begins to slowly approach him. It is an illusion, it couldn't do him any actual harm but it would seem to hurt him until Ahriman was satisfied. Nicolai could force the illusion away but Ahriman would push back, he wouldn't give up on this cruel game. Nicolai begins to walk quickly down the street hoping that it was in the right direction. While he walked a Figure appeared walking next to him clad in red. Ahriman wasn't actually there either, simply an illusion cast from within Nicolai's mind. Out of frustration Nicolai begins reciting an elaborate conjuration ritual, he put nothing behind it so that he wouldn't summon a lesser deity into the streets of London. He was certainly not going to make that mistake again.



Nicolai listened, and glanced behind him. The Ghoul was closer, matching his pace and then some so that his there was a time limit on the game. He didn't have long but he should make it to this shindig before the game was up. Once he was about a block away he realized where he was actually supposed to be, some apartment for a gathering of mages. As rounded a corner and noticed the door to the apartment close, he hurried up towards the apartment hearing the ghoul only a few steps behind him. The moment he reached the door the sound of the ghoul vanished abruptly.



Nicolai hesitated but knocked anyway, as his knuckles hit the door Ahriman vanished and Nicolai stood on the doorstep alone.

The bear walked in a bit warily, and was quickly escorted into the dining room where Agares was waiting to tell him… maybe that wasn’t right. At any note, I really had hoped for more of a turn out than this, was this the best he could do against the forces of Evil that were currently at work stitching the fabrics of Fate. Changing it to their every whim. My eyes glazed over as I recited a spell, to any onlooker it would appear as though my eyes had turned into small galaxies. I sifted through the goings on of Ms. Downey on Baker street, then a man in Peru being beaten by a drug addled youth. I shook my head, dispelling the tiny lights in my eyes along with the spell. For some reason I could never find him… hell I didn’t even know who he was.

But he was. And that was all that mattered, not for the first time he felt a tug on the scales of the universe. Felt the Dark Army being built as one by one more Demons were obtained by a single Mage. Whatever it was it rivaled the God’s in power. And this was all I had to work with. I looked around the room seeing Agares standing there. “Someone knocked you know…” She said hands on hips. “Two times in fact.” I stood up quickly pushing the Demon out of my way and pulling the door open. Cold air blew in and two figures stood there.

“My name is Hodges! Who may you be.” I said the with the best smile i could muster.

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Riley simply and slowly followed as they were escorted into the dining room. Riley seemed briefly surprised and curious about Agares presence inside the room but decided not to say anything yet. They felt rather unsure of how to greet the other being physically in the room besides their escort. Riley's tilted their head and scratched at its left cheek with a small curiosity rising from the uncertainty. It certainly did not seem proper to give out a simple, hello or hi in this situation. It would briefly bother him for a moment.

Riley's escort having his eyes filled with stars rather literally was something else of interest. They quickly tried to divert their attention upon such and stepped back a little in order to prepare for a dash. It seemed that the demon was somewhat, sassy but not overwhelming at the moment. It seemed Riley's escort went to answer the door and that more people were arriving.

"Bowing slightly and adding 'your grace' would be the fitting greeting." A voice whispered and perhaps somewhat complained in the depths of Riley's mind. Riley quickly followed the instruction, bowing forward as to tilt his back and so on forward. "Um, um..Hello, Your Grace..?" Riley tried to say but it may have come off in an uncertain manner. Seeing as Riley was still somewhat unsure if that was proper at this moment. "Would you happen to have a kitchen I could use? Your Grace?" Riley tried adding the title of sorts toward the end having not phrased it into the flow of the question.

Leander stayed silent, evaluating both the person next to him and the owner of the apartment, presumably a Mr. Hodges. Immediately he could sense their energies as well as those already in the house. He could not ever come to terms with the way others used their magic. More often than not summoners give up too much of themselves to bind their demons to them once summoned, often sharing both mind and body with the entities. Foolish, he thought. He much preferred to sacrifice a strangers body and mind than his own. A demon with power enough to influence a mind like his? Mass murder awaits in a scenario like that. Sensing the social akwardness of the two others he decided a nod to Hodges would suffice, brushing past him into the enormous foyer.