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Welcome to my Bio, random person. Yeah, my name is pretty redundant (Polaris - North Star, North... well north.)

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I live in the Philippines. I'm a student and life gets a bit hectic so please understand if I suddenly become more sporadic when it comes to replies.

I'm involved in a lot of fandoms (mostly anime) and as long as it gets my interest, I'll join. My range is from free to casual [or well, as long as I can get it from the post I'm replying to]. I'm more of a fantasy kid than a slice of life but I think I can join something like that. I'm not much of a romance writer so I keep myself to PG-13 and not exceed anything else.

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Baradiel let out a small sigh as they appeared in the London HQ. And here he was again. He didn't care much this place was infinitely better than theirs back at Seattle. The Corrumpi Household was obviously quite organized and they have a lot of members, unlike their own. Baradiel was looking forward to having more members so everything wouldn't pile up too much, but he wanted for Alice to choose her members well. No need to rush, after all. He wanted for her to find that spark for her members, just as she did with Desmond - the only one who she actually chose among the three of them.

He looked over to Desmond when he let out his opinion. "Yeah. This place is better, especially since she falls asleep in the office all too often." But he knew that Alice wouldn't budge just because that was her family's. Besides, she switched every now and then since they needed to guard London too. But it was a pain when they needed to split the group up, just like times like these.

Baradiel walked forward to get out of the office. "Yeah. The quicker we finish, the quicker we get back to our master." He gave him a thumbs up. He wasn't about to take this longer than he should. From what he remembered, there wasn't any complaints. "We should check up on the devil contracts section first. See if there's some complications then we can go on patrol." He was aware that Desmond was more of the action type of guy. It was painfully obvious, and even without the knowledge of Desmond's past, Baradiel knew this guy was dangerous.

With that, he began to move towards the other department, descending from the CEO's office to talk with the Corrumpi household people. Baradiel got along with them somewhat well, but maybe having the previous Corrumpi household member - Alfonse - would be ideal in talking with them. Ah but whatever, they'll make do with what they had.


Interacting with: Hikari, Kelly, Mari
Mentions: @Rai @blackdragon @AtomicNut

Alex stepped back once more when Hikari charged forward. Ah, she had such an active partner. But even with every single Nightmare they had cut down, she still felt like the power she absorbed wasn't enough. Was it because there were so many of them there? Was the power being distributed between them? Or was it because she was further from the action because of her long-range capabilities? What a hassle. But whatever, she can make do with this for now. Maybe she'll go on another hunt if there were more sites for the night.

It was only then that she noticed the ice forming around the other buildings - saving it from further destruction. It was those two who were fighting. What a hassle. They're involving too much of the world around them. Alex wondered what kind of repurcussions might happen once the sun rises.

She looked back at Hikari who had delved into the horde. How can a lightning user keep up with that? Well a ligthning whip user. She then noticed that Hikari seemed to have isolated some of the Nightmares for her. She grinned. "Good girl." She followed and raised her gun - one shot after another. Each purple plasma sped forward - gaining speed the farther the target was. Alex's pride didn't reside within her ability to control lightning - but rather with her outstanding aim. She made sure every shot counted because she only had one gun now. And when she got to the Nightmares Hikari isolated - only three remained. They turned towards her, paying more attention to the danger right in front of them instead of the juicy treat right over yonder.

Alex looked over to Hikari when she started shouting at her. She then looked over to where she pointed. Alex hurriedly went to Hikari's side to get a better vantage point. Indeed, some of their fellow Dark Magical Girls were starting to surround the Light Magical Girl. A rogue thought passed by her head.

Let them fight. More Nightmares for them right? But one look at Hikari told her that she didn't think like that. Well, she'd play by her partner's rules. It wasn't like she wanted to get swept into that fight either.

"I don't think they're going to try something. Just a bit of a scare but that won't be enough for her." She reassured the girl with a pat to her helmeted head. She then crossed her arms, looking at the scene before them. The Hag was way more powerful than she let on. She had more experience than any of them after all. "We can step in once things get rough."

She then turned to Kelly. "Oi, Wither! We still got some prey to hunt here! Stop wasting your time on that girl. There's plenty of time to do that in the morning." She teased before letting out a laugh.
@Apocalypse

Oh whoops. Well I see that you already edited it but it would have been fine if you didn't.

Nevertheless...

Looks like we have our first interaction. This should be interesting.
"Okay, Marvin. Remember that you should he careful. No one knows what's inside the Necropolis and even if you have a bunch of mercenaries with you. Not that that puts me in any ease but..."

Marvin looked at Emily as she continued to blabber on about warnings and what he should do and what he should bring. The ghoul was impressed how worried she was when she was the one who told him to accept Pariah's offer. So he did. As a mercenary, he already knew what he should do. He wouldn't have survived for all this time without knowing the basics.

Gordon cleared his throat. "With all due respect Emily, I believe Marvin already knows all of this." He reminded the agent in a deadpan tone.

Emily pouted as her hands bawled into fists. "I know that. It's just that I want him to come back from the place."

"Don't worry kiddo. I've lived this long. I'll be damned if I die now." Gordon reassured the girl and patted her head. "Just make sure I have a home to go back to." Without waiting for their reply, he departed the base and headed to the station where they would meet up.


Marvin wasn't sure what to make of this place. It had a sense of foreboding. Beyond those kind faces, Marvin could clearly tell that they didn't believe that they were going to come back. No one has after all. But at least they didn't care who went through the place. He didn't bother putting on the mask since they would know that he was a ghoul once they go through. He didn't need those fancy radiation suits or power armor to repel the radiation after all.

He picked out a relatively peaceful spot and began checking up on his Combat Rifle to make sure that it wasn't going to fail him when he needed it the most. But after a while, he just ended up polishing it because he didn't have anything else to do. He looked around to survey who they had. He could see some from the Talon Company. Poor group. Marvin wasn't sure what happened to them but they soon lost their notoriety among the mercenary groups.

Then, two BoS soldiers entered in full power armor. Talk about a show of power, but he could hear the sound of Power Armor a mile away. Of course, those guys tackled problems head on. Geez, if it so happens that they'd always want to just run and shoot, Marvin wasn't sure just how well this mission would go. He could clearly see that the woman had a sword - and it was a mean one. A melee fighter huh? Amusing.

He wasn't sure how they felt about ghouls but right now, he hoped they wouldn't attack him on the spot for not being the same as them. A human.

"You'd think the boss would come huh?" He thought out loud. As with most of them there, he was expecting to see someone who would at least give them the orders. Unless this Pariah is already here and disguising himself as one of the mercenaries. He leaned back and then continued to listen to the music. Looks like someone fixed it at least.


Baradiel couldn't help but shake his head. "Hey, battery acid really is too much." He muttered. But he didn't say anything else. Maybe he'll go for tea tomorrow though. It was time to shake things up a bit. Been a while since he went with tea. It didn't help with keeping him awake though, so maybe he needed to get a good night's sleep later that night. Though that would remain to be seen. A ridiculous pain in the back called memories and Alice usually kept him from getting that sweet, sweet sleep.

Once Narti was taken out to find the Stray Devil, Baradiel knew he had to go as well. "Oi Kouta." He called out and from under the couch, the small white wolf emerged. As he walked, the wolf grew bigger until it was normal sized. He placd a hand on Kouta's head. "Alrighty, you know what to do boy." Kouta seemed to do a nod before padding over to the room. If anything, Kouta pretty much acted like Alice's teddy bear from time to time. If Baradiel needed back-up, it was easy to call the familiar to him.

When Desmond replied that he was ready to go, Baradiel nodded and then grabbed the paper bag he packed the croissant in. He'll eat it while they're on patrol. No shame in that. It's like getting takeout from a takeout. "And back to the teleportation rune I go." He then nodded at Alfonse when he asked if they were going to use it. Better to take that now than fly over the Atlantic just to get there. It would've been so inconvenient if those runes weren't made. He remembered just how much of a pain it would be back when he was still...

"Right." Baradiel nodded to himself, suddenly energized. Or trying to escape from something. He then gestured for Desmond to follow. "Come Desmond, London awaits!" He exclaimed with a small grin on his face. He walked over to the room that contained there teleportation rune and waited for Desmond. Once he was there, he waved at Alfonse. "See you later Alfonse."

And with that, they would disappear and reappear in their HQ in London.

There was some merit to being distracted by the pan in front of you as Jensen didn't get to witness Bridget bumping her head onto the door from the stairwell. He only heard her warning and when he turned, he missed it entirely. He didn't mind though as Bridget seemed to be in a sour mood after that. She hasn't been there for long and Jensen was still rather nervous around her. Nevermind the supermodel status, she towered over him and he was used to being the tallest person in his class. Though he did try his best to get on her good graces; if anything, so that they could work together well for missions.

"Stunning look there. I expect no less from you, Bridget." He said with a thumbs up and a grin. He wasn't sure how compliments work on her. When he saw her on interviews thanks to Faye dragging him along, Jensen knew that she reacted well to them. Though when she came to SYNBAD, he's been having doubts on how to actually approach her as a teammate and friend. So, he opted to just do what he does to Stirling.

Greet. Compliment. End of conversation unless they want something.

He raised his fork at Jack. "Thanks man." He replied to the compliment. Jensen then continued to cut a small piece before handing it to Alyssa who munched on it happily on his shoulder. He then began feasting on his own pancake, occassionally giving one to Alyssa when she would poke his cheek for more.

When he saw viorel descend with Gemina, he practically froze up on the spot when Gemina turned her head to them. They had just finished cooking and it was quite obvious who did all the cooking. He gave her a nervous laugh and waved his hand. "I can explain." He started. "I thought you guys were going on a date outside so I thought we could whip something up in the meantime." He continued. Though, of course, Gemina wasn't really all that impressed with his excuse.

He saw Stirling peek from there but then quickly dashed up. Probably looking for Harper and Foster. Jensen tried to give him a wave but he was pretty sure that Stirling wasn't exactly going to respond back. Saddening, but it was the truth he had come to accept.

Jensen wondered what Viorel wanted with Myles and Luka, but it didn't seem to be anything too bad so he wasn't particularly worried.
So I'm just throwing this in here for anyone who's curious. He's still a work in progress.

If I have a mistake in there somewhere or if I accidentally misunderstood something, everyone's welcome to scream tell me about it.


Raviel Husk

Rav couldn't help but nod when Alicia mentioned the long lines from before. "Took hours just to get registered." He muttered in agreement. He remembered that he had to stand in line for so long that he was just glad they opened early so the sun wasn't beating down on them constantly. Plenty of his friends woke up early to stand in line, but Rav almost always wakes up late for things like this. Don't blame him for not looking forward to something as long and as boring as that.

"This line is nothing compared then. Probably because Varjan's participating in the tournament."

"You're right about that. Guess they chickened out." Varjan was their school's prodigy. Something of a star student. He was in a league of his own even among the best of the best. Their teachers always sung praises for the guy. Sometimes, it gets a little too much. Rav knew that he was a great mage and all, but people don't have to always rub that in his face. Geez.

His ears perked up when he heard shouting. Angry shouting. He looked over as the others did and there Varjan was, being shouted at by his mother. "Is he being told off again?" He asked in no one in particular. Rav held no fondness for their family, aside from Varjan of course. There was something about them that rubbed him the wrong way.

"Well at least she has ideas. I got nothing." Rav replied with a shrug, not bothered by his lack of knowledge of defeating Varjan. "I'll make one up on the spot. I always do." He grinned at them as he said this. It's not like he would die when the duel is done.

@PaulHaynek @Rune_Alchemist


"Though it is disappointing, I find other cases as interesting. Strays who become strays because of their own master's carelessness." Baradiel said before sipping his coffee again. There were times when he actually did delve into the case a bit further than he should. Call it morbid interest. Sometimes, they were so drunk in power that they decided to simply kill their masters or leave. But sometimes, rare occassions really, they do it for a reason. A morally valid one, if anything. Though, a Stray is a Stray, and they must be put down. "There are Kings out there who isn't as kind as our master." He continued, knowing the cases all too well. Though, thankfully, not from personal experience.

When brought the question of his preferences for breakfast, Baradiel couldn't help but be surprised. After all, he was the type of person who would eat anything as long as there was something to eat. Though considering how Alfonse moves and how he acts, it shouldn't have been a wonder that he would be picky over these things. "I'll keep that in mind, Alfonse. Though, your selection is quite excellent as it is." He gave the male a thankful smile. He then laughed. "I still don't get why you and Alice don't like coffee." Baradiel could see why the Corrumpi Household decided to give him over to them. He was more than useful. And more than powerful in his own sense. A very helpful Queen, this one was.

He then looked over to Alice when he gave out the instructions, internally grimacing when he heard that he was returning to London. While the trip of going here to there only took a few seconds, the fact that he had to be completely separated from the peerage wasn't something he preferred. Though, hearing that Desmond was coming with him at least did put him at ease. "Alright. I'll be out once we're done eating. Just this one croissant..." He said. Baradiel hadn't eaten anything for the past nine hours and these pastries were looking really good.

He then turned to Alice when she began to trail off, a soft smile on his face. Even when she's a young adult, he just can't seem to see her as anything but. Baradiel walked over to her. He bent down and whispered, "Good night, princess." He placed a light hand on her head and then looked at Alfonse. "Well then, might as well get her to the room, Alfonse. We'll head on out."

He took out a paper bag and then placed the croissant he's been eyeing inside. He then gulped down the coffee. "Come on Desmond, we have a patrol to do. Unless you need a bit more time to eat." Baradiel wasn't in a complete rush. He could always get more coffee and wait for Desmond to finish anyway. After all, Baradiel needed more than one cup of coffee to last him the day, especially if he had to go into battle later that night with a Stray.


His face scrunched up at the question. "You know I hate those kinds of questions." The kind of questions that made him expend more energy that he'd want. He leaned on the wall as he waited for his coffee to prepare. "But I suppose that means that more paperwork appeared overnight?" The amount of what they had to do was seriously ridiculous. Putting this much pressure on a little girl - in his eyes - was not ideal. Then again, he thought of most of them as 'children' and 'little ones' because of their age. The new generation were only as old as two hundred years old and Baradiel didn't quite see that age as someone who has reached complete maturity.

He rubbed the back of his head, messing up his already unruly hair. "A stray huh? Shouldn't be too difficult. Let's finish it fast." He said. Baradiel was used to being ordered around to do the near impossible. That's how it is in war. He knew that giving up your life was almost a near constant need for all of them. It was a combination of luck and skill that some of them didn't die during the Great War. "You should go to bed Alice. I can take care of Alfonse and Desmond." There was clear worry in his tone as he suggested his King to do what needed to be done. "There's still some time until night time."

That was when Alfonse made his appearance. The young devil was something of a butler. Baradiel knows the motions, as he had done it once before during Alice's father's reign. But he appreciated that someone else wanted to take over that part of his life. It would give him more time to actually handle Alice... who rarely slept. So, of course, Baradiel has to keep a keen eye on the girl so she doesn't pass out on them suddenly. Who knows how many times she fell asleep on her desk doing her paperwork.

"Good morning, Alfonse." He greeted with a smile before pouring him his cup of coffee. Bagels and pastries huh? Sounds delicious. He kept his cup close to him, a smirk on his face as he knew that Alice wasn't exactly fond of coffee. Teasing his King was something he actually did frequently.

He took a sip as he waited for everything to be prepared, but he wasn't sitting down yet. That was when Desmond waltzed in. "Desmond." He greeted back with a nod and a smile before pouring him a cup of coffee. The only other person who appreciated coffee like he did as both Alfonse and Alice preferred tea and didn't exactly like coffee. "Here you go Desmond." Baradiel gave the devil his cup of coffee.

He leaned his head back onto the wall, his eyes closing momentarily. "By the by," He looked at Desmond and Alfonse. "There was a report of a Stray Devil, so we're going out later." He alerted the two males. He wondered if he could patrol this day and see where the stray would find itself at. Abandoned churches was usually the area of interest and he knew every location in there. It's what he first did when he got into Seattle, which was an unfamiliar place to him.

He turned to Alice. "Shall I go out later and collect information?" He questioned with a lazy look on his face which meant that there wasn't enough coffee in his system yet.
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