[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.org/5xwkbgd73/8402167275e0247750f8d47a1609230f.png[/img][hr][img]https://s9.postimg.org/58drz6ke7/giphy.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@RoccanIronclad][@Peridot][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]December 28th, 2016 - 9:27 P.M. EST - 0 Days Since Hel Returned[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][i][color=9999ff][b]Lobby - Coventry Horrors Hotel, Coventry, Massachussetts...[/b][/color][/i] Folly became rather still as Seraphina mentioned sending Fairfax back to his time. Fairfax, Lilith, and Thalia were all she had left. Her large family of Circus had already dwindled and while she knew that Fairfax would return to his own time, she didn't want to see him leave. If anything, she'd want to go with him and screw the damage to the timeline that would ensue. And unknown to Folly, something similar was running through Fairfax's mind. "After I've made sure that Amiyra is sorted," Fairfax replied with a polite nod. It wasn't a request. "Let's go to the library then," Folly said, in accordance with Lilith's suggestion. Her eyes flickered towards Thalia, an unspoken question in them. Was her friend descending into madness? [i][color=9999ff][b]Jessica's Apartment - Clearwater, Florida...[/b][/color][/i] The phone rang a few times before the line [i]clicked[/i] and someone answered. "[i]Hai[/i], this is Sayuki Chikashi's phone," a young woman answered. In the background of the call, Jessica could hear small explosions, high pitched beeps, and a narration. It wouldn't take her too long to realize that whoever answered the phone was currently playing a video game. "He's not around at the moment. I can take a message." Chikashi did mention that he had a daughter before - could this be her? There's nothing interesting happening on angel radio at the moment either. [i][color=9999ff][b]John F. Kennedy Memorial Airport - Ashland, Wisconsin...[/b][/color][/i] The third agent nodded. Now, anyone who imagines that all government agencies get along is sorely mistaken. O.M.E.N. doesn't have many friends among the other agencies, mostly because of funding. After the events of Altsoba, O.M.E.N. was given a substantial cut of other agencies budgets, including the F.B.I. There's a lot of animosity because of that, with even some O.M.E.N. agents believing that C.I.A., S.H.I.E.LD., F.B.I. agents are all inferior and slow. "We want the information that he neglected to file in the report," the agent explained. "All of our agents in the area are down - there's got to be more that you know than just these reports. Now, it's okay, we know that you aren't the best at filing these...But we need that information regardless." It wasn't long before all of the agents were on the plane, the pilot had completed their checks, and the plane lifted off into the air, headed for Washington D.C. [i][color=9999ff][b]Cedar Creek Pub - Aurora, Colorado...[/b][/color][/i] "Goddess," the agent corrected. "And I didn't say which one," he replied, climbing into a sleek black car and leaving the door open for Walt. Once inside and the door was shut, the driver would begin to take them to the nearest airport. It just so happened to be the Buckley AFB Airport-BKF. They'd be able to take a private plane from there before heading onto Washington D.C. "It's Hel, the Norse Goddess of Death," the agent finally said. "Anything you can tell me about her that I ought to know now? She's already leveled a Circus out in Massachusetts, seems to have taken down some of our finest as well." [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc9900]Fergus[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5836/fe0584a9363da91c7517f6759b899d90a72a5af8_hq.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc9900]Location:[/color][/b] O.M.E.N. Panic Room - O.M.E.N Headquarters - Washington D.C. [b][color=cc9900]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Bronwyn Calliban [@FantasyChic][/center][hr][hr] Cornish was speechless, mentally evaluating Bronwyn once more. He hadn't anticipated for her to have this much information - it was more than they knew about Hel. Their assets with experience when it came to Norse gods were being moved to D.C. currently and they hadn't reported in yet. But apparently, all they needed was this nobody to tell them everything they want to know. Cornish then extended a hand. "Rupert Cornish, MP. Welcome to Project S.P.I.T.F.I.R.E." [color=cc9900]"That's a rubbish name,"[/color] a mildly drunken sounding voice called out. Fergus emerged into the room, adjusting the buttons on his suit as he was escorted by a rather fidgety agent, Rita Evans. [color=cc9900]"Project S.P.I.T.F.I.R.E.? Really? Was project Rubbish Bin Fire already taken?"[/color] Fergus then snorted. He then waved his hand around, as if expecting someone to put a drink in it. [color=cc9900]"Or...What was it...Project Taserface? Where's the bloody raccoon when you need him, eh?"[/color] Fergus then stopped, smirking slightly at Brownyn. He recognized a druid when he saw one. [color=cc9900]"What forest did they chase you from, lovely?"[/color] "Consultant, she's on the task force," Cornish reminded him harshly. "She's an expert on Norse gods." [color=cc9900]"Oh really? Which one?"[/color] Fergus asked with a raised eyebrow. [color=cc9900]"Y'know, you never should pick favorites but...Well, mine's Runa. You might know of her? The twisting words one?"[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#C39BD3]Robin Ramírez[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/8d75beacebe0e0be9991f75a08d81f87/tumblr_inline_mkbxxvxQuI1qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#C39BD3]Location:[/color][/b] Room 307 - Hunter Hotel, Omaha, Nebraska [b][color=#C39BD3]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Aloise Zamora, Mariana Garcia [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr] [color=00ffcc]"She didn't let Lucifer and Michael and the others take over the world without a fight,"[/color] Aloise countered. [color=00ffcc]"For the Judeo-Christian gods, it doesn't get much worse than that. You need to stop thinking about them as protectors, as saviors, as saints...They've got blood on their hands and if they were any other deity, we would have hunted them a long time ago. Just because they're part of the dominant religion doesn't mean they're good. Hell, I'm Catholic. Or at least, I used to be..."[/color] Aloise nodded at Mariana's request to talk it over with her cousin. She didn't expect them to instantly agree to this plan. But it wasn't worth not trying - she earnestly felt that this would be a way to save not just the world, but the people who lived in it. [color=#C39BD3]"[sub]1[/sub]Ella tiene razón sobre las deidades, pero está equivocada sobre Hel. Nunca ha habido un dios en este mundo que no estuviera buscando el poder,"[/color] Robin said carefully. [color=#C39BD3]"[sub]2[/sub]Ella tiene un buen corazón ... Pero ella está haciendo un trato con el diablo, solo por un nombre diferente."[/color] Robin paused for a moment, knowing that her cousin was likely enticed by the idea of slamming the gates of heaven and hell. [color=#C39BD3]"[sub]3[/sub]No me gusta esto, prima,"[/color] Robin concluded. [hider=Translations]1 = She's right about the deities - but wrong about Hel. There's never been a god in this world that wasn't looking for power. 2 = She has a good heart...But she's making a deal with the devil, just by a different name. 3 = I don't like this, cousin. [/hider]