Camael watched as the teens scurried off, looking for all the world as if they'd seen a ghost. Arching a brow at Abaddon, she asked, "What did you say to them?" She was utterly curious, as she wasn't able to hear it. Whatever it was, if it had that effect on those teens, it must have been something utterly terrifying.
"Don't tell me you've damned them all to hell," she muttered.
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Call me Spencer not my real name. I'm 17 years old, from the Philippines, pansexual, a Journalism student, and a generally badass person, if I do say so myself.
I roleplay in any genre, as long as it's a plot that I'm interested in and can grasp easily. I mostly play females, but can sometimes play males. If you wanna 1x1, I really wanna do some fxf plots. :>
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Silas shook his head. Of course he'd expected her answer. "Don't be so surly, girly," he muttered with a small smile.
Sitting down on his throne, he continued, "Since we're staying together a little longer, I guess you'd better call me by my name. It's only fair, right? It's Silas." He lowered his voice and averted his eyes. "Piss on that damn Alpha's face," he muttered under his breath.
Sitting down on his throne, he continued, "Since we're staying together a little longer, I guess you'd better call me by my name. It's only fair, right? It's Silas." He lowered his voice and averted his eyes. "Piss on that damn Alpha's face," he muttered under his breath.
Silas chuckled, but it was dry and humourless. "Nothing gets past you, huh?" Never one to divulge his troubles to his friends, much less to a person that was barely above a stranger, he attempted to continue and make light of the situation.
"You know, being in a room filled to the brim with cash and a very beautiful lady," he grinned, a bit more believeable this time around, "I oughta be happy. I'm probably the luckiest man in the world right now, and the extra time is just cherry on top of everything."
He raised a brow. "Don't tell me you're not into this? Cured of your stockholm syndrome already?"
"You know, being in a room filled to the brim with cash and a very beautiful lady," he grinned, a bit more believeable this time around, "I oughta be happy. I'm probably the luckiest man in the world right now, and the extra time is just cherry on top of everything."
He raised a brow. "Don't tell me you're not into this? Cured of your stockholm syndrome already?"
Camael grimaced as she watched the teens laugh hysterically. Sadly, Abaddon was right. There was no way she'd be able to take them off the premises without the use of a little force. Sighing, and silently blaming the sin that reeked off the city, she gestured for Abaddon to take the stage.
"I'm not well versed in dealing with the likes of them," she admitted. "Perhaps, your expertise would be more appropriate. But don't kill them, okay?"
"I'm not well versed in dealing with the likes of them," she admitted. "Perhaps, your expertise would be more appropriate. But don't kill them, okay?"
"Wonderful," Silas cheered as he moved to tap the first song on the list. He never expected to meet someone like Yolanda when he woke up that morning. He expected to do a job and be done with it within ten minutes or so. He expected a normal afternoon with Slanie, playing video games and eating pizza. But, he supposed, the unexpected can have its perks.
Asthe first seconds of the song played and Silas was just getting ready to show off his moves, rapid footsteps echoed in the hallways. Not a second later, Beta peeked in with a panicked look in her eyes. "We've got trouble, Omega," she said, grimacing briefly at the sight of the two of them. She gestured for Silas to follow her in a more private setting.
Silas tossed an apologetic smile towards Yolanda before doing as he was asked. When he returned, Beta going back to her own station as well, his face was pale and deathly. Still, being Silas, he forced a smile to appear as a mask when he neared Yolanda. "Looks like we're going to be here a bit longer," he said in a noticeably shaky voice. "A whole lot longer."
Asthe first seconds of the song played and Silas was just getting ready to show off his moves, rapid footsteps echoed in the hallways. Not a second later, Beta peeked in with a panicked look in her eyes. "We've got trouble, Omega," she said, grimacing briefly at the sight of the two of them. She gestured for Silas to follow her in a more private setting.
Silas tossed an apologetic smile towards Yolanda before doing as he was asked. When he returned, Beta going back to her own station as well, his face was pale and deathly. Still, being Silas, he forced a smile to appear as a mask when he neared Yolanda. "Looks like we're going to be here a bit longer," he said in a noticeably shaky voice. "A whole lot longer."
Camael narrowed her eyes at Abaddon. The true meaning in his words was evident, and she had to admit that for a moment, she was tempted to answer an affirmative. But her moral code wouldn't allow it. No matter how wretched these children were, they were still the children of the Creator, and as an angel, it was her lifelong duty to look after them.
"No, Abe," she answered, her yes betraying her words. If only it were possible...
Turning back to the teens, she noticed that they'd stopped their shenanigans to ogle at them. She paid them no mind, knowing that their minds were clouded because of the harmful chemicals mixing within their bodies. "As I was saying," she told them. "You're trespassing. Leave. Now." Her tone was final, something that always had the young angels scurrying to follow. But as she gazed at the fanatics who had their heads up in the clouds, she knew they wouldn't be smart enough to listen.
"No, Abe," she answered, her yes betraying her words. If only it were possible...
Turning back to the teens, she noticed that they'd stopped their shenanigans to ogle at them. She paid them no mind, knowing that their minds were clouded because of the harmful chemicals mixing within their bodies. "As I was saying," she told them. "You're trespassing. Leave. Now." Her tone was final, something that always had the young angels scurrying to follow. But as she gazed at the fanatics who had their heads up in the clouds, she knew they wouldn't be smart enough to listen.
Silas gave Yolanda a playful shove. "You got me in trouble," he faux-pouted before a huge grin took over.
He took out his phone, something Colin had stolen for him, from his pocket and opened up the music player. He showed the screen to Yolanda, which was flashing his dance playlist. He'd only played it with Slanie and the others before to let loose and have fun, but he decided that it would be just as fun with Yolanda. "Want to mess with him a bit more?" He knew he shouldn't be doing this, that it wasn't part of the job, but to hell with it. He could already feel the whole thing fall apart, so why not just have fun in the process. Besides, prison isn't quite a new sight for him.
He took out his phone, something Colin had stolen for him, from his pocket and opened up the music player. He showed the screen to Yolanda, which was flashing his dance playlist. He'd only played it with Slanie and the others before to let loose and have fun, but he decided that it would be just as fun with Yolanda. "Want to mess with him a bit more?" He knew he shouldn't be doing this, that it wasn't part of the job, but to hell with it. He could already feel the whole thing fall apart, so why not just have fun in the process. Besides, prison isn't quite a new sight for him.
Camael shot a small smile towards Abaddon before heading inside the house, where loud electro pop music was blaring and seemed to echo against the walls. The teenagers could easily be spotted as they danced around the trashcan fire they created. One stood to the side, smoking a cigarette while holding a book that, if Camael tilted her head at an angle, had a false Satanic symbol encrypted on it. Camael wanted to slam her head into a wall.
These children were attempting, and gloriously failing, to summon a demon. She looked over her shoulder to see Abaddon. She supposed that they hadn't failed entirely.
When the teens decided it was high time to do some chant composed of random three lettered words being shouted into the air, Camael made herself known. She clicked her tongue, irritation radiating off her in waves as she felt that none of their souls were pure any longer. "You're trespassing," she announced, and she meant it. They were trespassing in Abaddon's home, and in the paradise that the Creator made for the kind souls.
These children were attempting, and gloriously failing, to summon a demon. She looked over her shoulder to see Abaddon. She supposed that they hadn't failed entirely.
When the teens decided it was high time to do some chant composed of random three lettered words being shouted into the air, Camael made herself known. She clicked her tongue, irritation radiating off her in waves as she felt that none of their souls were pure any longer. "You're trespassing," she announced, and she meant it. They were trespassing in Abaddon's home, and in the paradise that the Creator made for the kind souls.
Elizabeth Fontaine
Beth grimaced at the sight of the Ravenclaw that got thrown into the trees. She hadn't expected for Scrubbles to be that strong, but what she hadn't expected even more was the headmaster and his deputy's arrival. The sight of them caused an involuntary smile to find its way to Beth's lips. The headmaster was a man Beth felt gratitude towards, considering that she would not have had a second chance to study magic if it hadn't been for his kind heart.
"I hope there's no pop quiz or anything," she whispered to Tessa. She didn't want to look like a mess in front of the headmaster by having a blank mind when asked a question... Or by being thrown to the trees as the Ravenclaw had done.
Beth arched a brow as MacFusty approached them, slyly smirking at Tessa. She tossed a faux-hurt look towards him as she gasped, "For shame, James. And here I was thinking I'm your favourite." She gave Tessa a teasing glare before turning to Ryan and grinning. "I'm still you favourite Quidditch player, right? You're not going to betray me like these two."
Beth grimaced at the sight of the Ravenclaw that got thrown into the trees. She hadn't expected for Scrubbles to be that strong, but what she hadn't expected even more was the headmaster and his deputy's arrival. The sight of them caused an involuntary smile to find its way to Beth's lips. The headmaster was a man Beth felt gratitude towards, considering that she would not have had a second chance to study magic if it hadn't been for his kind heart.
"I hope there's no pop quiz or anything," she whispered to Tessa. She didn't want to look like a mess in front of the headmaster by having a blank mind when asked a question... Or by being thrown to the trees as the Ravenclaw had done.
Beth arched a brow as MacFusty approached them, slyly smirking at Tessa. She tossed a faux-hurt look towards him as she gasped, "For shame, James. And here I was thinking I'm your favourite." She gave Tessa a teasing glare before turning to Ryan and grinning. "I'm still you favourite Quidditch player, right? You're not going to betray me like these two."
Brianna continued to grimace at the sight of his uniform. A little scruffy didn't do it any justice, and even the tie was crooked. Sighing in irritation, she stood and walked over to him, fixing his tie with a practiced hand. She also attempted to fix what little of his uniform that she could before taking a step back. He looked a bit better, but still below the usual school standards. "I expect you to be neater next time."
She then moved over to her desk where a folder was sat. She handed it to Max, explaining, "Inside are your schedule, a list of additional requirements, every subject's syllabus, a map, and a slip that you need to have signed by every teacher you have." She also took out a copy of the handbook and handed to to Max. "Read on this," she ordered with a firm glare.
"I suppose you would need a guide to show you around the school for the rest of the day," Brianna said as she checked her wristwatch. A quarter before the first period would start. "I'll be showing you around. Do you have a phone? I'll give you my number so you can contact me in case you need anything."
She then moved over to her desk where a folder was sat. She handed it to Max, explaining, "Inside are your schedule, a list of additional requirements, every subject's syllabus, a map, and a slip that you need to have signed by every teacher you have." She also took out a copy of the handbook and handed to to Max. "Read on this," she ordered with a firm glare.
"I suppose you would need a guide to show you around the school for the rest of the day," Brianna said as she checked her wristwatch. A quarter before the first period would start. "I'll be showing you around. Do you have a phone? I'll give you my number so you can contact me in case you need anything."
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