[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/5xwkbgd73/8402167275e0247750f8d47a1609230f.png[/img][hr][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/v6mgdxf27/giphy.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]December 29th, 2016 - 12:15 P.M. EST - 1 Day Since Hel Returned[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#339933]Jade Cornish[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/3odi9y3vz/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=339933]Location:[/color][/b] Cromwell House - Suite 313 - O.M.E.N. Temporary HQ 
[b][color=339933]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Various[/center][hr][hr]	Mallory nodded at Jessica in agreement on the second floor. "This house is filled with restless spirits...Souls who did not move on and yet are somehow preserved..." she murmured. She appeared to be human to all who saw her, yet to Jessica, her spiritual form was becoming more and more prominent. The shadowy outline of her true self, a kumakatok, was easy to see in this place. She was standing by the window, just looking outside before she turned to look at her temporary roommate. "I want to find the source of this darkness...Whatever it is that traps these spirits here..."

	Outside of the house, Folly glanced at her companions as they entered the property. All they needed to do was find the O.M.E.N. agents, tell them what had happened, and then they would be absolved of their debt. Hel wouldn't be their problem much longer. It wouldn't bring back everyone they had lost, but it would be a start at least. "We're not screwed..." Folly whispered softly. She walked up and down the halls of the first floor, but there didn't seem to be anyone matching the description of an O.M.E.N. agent. "Maybe they're just upstairs..." 

	Up on the third floor, Jade nodded at Alex. Ricky was standing to Alex's side like a shadow. He wasn't the nervous type, but he also wasn't incredibly talkative. He'd been relatively quiet ever since the massacre at O.M.E.N. HQ, preferring to just speak when it was necessary. Of all the psychological responses to witnessing an event such as that, it wasn't that bad. It could have easily been far worse - a complete mental break like some of the other witnesses had experienced. And none of them had been at the true Ground Zero. 

	[color=339933]"I'm assuming you didn't make good on her deal...So no one will have followed through with her command. She easily could enact her threat but...No, this is about power. And real power isn't weapons - it's fear and collecting followers,"[/color] Jade mused, more talking to herself than to Alex. [color=339933]"She'll do the same thing she did at O.M.E.N. soon. Tonight, I'm guessing. Leave a handful of survivors, instruct another to play messenger. After all...if the governments bow to her, then the people will follow."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#C39BD3]Robin Ramírez[/color] & [color=00ffcc]Aloise Zamora[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s17.postimg.cc/wmm321jsv/ezgif-2-0869d8c78d.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#C39BD3]Location:[/color][/b] Cabin in Springfield
[b][color=00ffcc]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Mariana Garcia [@Nallore], [color=C3D1C0]Hel[/color][/center][hr][hr]	Although Robin appreciated her cousin's hug, it didn't help to calm her nerves. A hug from a hunter before a hunt was essentially a prediction of death. And while Robin had already come to that conclusion, hearing Mariana confirm it just made it all the more real. She wanted to notch an arrow on one of her bows and shoot at Hel the moment she entered the cabin, but she knew that it'd jeopardize the plan and the fate of the world as well. 

	The door flew off its hinges as Hel entered. Her body was like a grotesque mirror of itself - one side youthful and radiant, the other old and decaying. On the damaged side, some of her skin had fallen off in flakes to reveal rotted muscle and bone below. Aloise slowly bent her knee, before motioning for Mariana and Robin to do the same. Robin did so with hesitation, hating that she had to bow to a mass murderer - but knowing that they needed Hel to shut the gates before they could reveal their status as traitors to her. 	

	[color=C3D1C0]"My messenger failed me,"[/color] Hel said simply, not motioning that it was acceptable to rise. [color=C3D1C0]"Fenrir has been slain. And I am no nearer to regaining my cloak than I was when I first arrived on Midgard after centuries of exile...In fact, I am further from it..."[/color] Hel said coldly. [color=C3D1C0]"I will make an example of him, show this planet what happens when I am disobeyed...I do not relish in their misery and pain, but it must be done for the good of all. They must learn that I am not one that can be trifled with."[/color]

	[color=00ffcc]"Of course, my goddess,"[/color] Aloise said. [color=00ffcc]"We'll do our best to aid you however we can."[/color]