Part One of Three: SEARCH PARTIES // HOSTAGES - Pre-battle prep

[nishimono]

[You've all searched long and hard to get here--a strange manor surrounded by thick forests and right near the mountains that encompass Paradisa's castle. It's old-looking and you can't quite place the architecture...and it has an oddly empty feel to it. It certainly doesn't look like the place where a guts-eating monster would be dwelling, nor

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LOCKED TO HOSTAGES

[nishimono]

[Hostages, you know what sort of situation you're in now. Chains to the walls by pure twisted metal and locked in a room with one confirmed dead body...what are you going to do? Something's obviously amiss down here.

Riful seems oddly absent though; the first time she's left them alone since her return after capturing Morris. Perhaps now would be a good time to try and figure out another way to escape...since time's running out for one of you.]

[ofthefaintsmile]

[Losing limbs wasn't new. That wasn't too bad when you could put them back on. However, being able to reattach them meant being able to REACH them--and at this moment in time, all Teresa has been able to do is stare at her two legs on the floor below her. Riful had cut them off earlier, and her body had taken over and closed to the wounds. There was no way to attach them now. Too much time had passed.

If she survived this, she might be lacking her legs. Maybe it would be better to just let Riful kill her, but she was stubborn. She'd held out way too long already.

Tired from healing previous wounds, Teresa's clearly looking a little worse for wear. Her hair is covering her face, her head is bowed, and she's been quiet for a long time. She's awake, but she's a million miles away, still trying to think of a way out...]

[a_morris_md]

[chained to the wall off to Teresa's side, Morris has taken to staring at Teresa's severed legs. He's exhausted, but unable to fall asleep, because he doesn't want to be caught TOO off-guard whenever Riful comes back. He's horrified, disgusted, and--okay--a little fascinated by the fact that Teresa's body sealed off her wounds. His mind keeps protesting "that's not right!" even though he knows better by now... weird shit shouldn't faze him so much anymore]

[mouthiness]

[Deadpool, by now, is exhausted. He hasn't slept since he got kidnapped, unless you count every time he's been knocked unconscious of course. Even with a healing factor like his this is finally taking it's toll. He's tired. He's tired of being hurt. He just want to get out of here already]

Ahhhh... Are we done with this yet?

FAILDOWN // LOCKED TO ALLEN & DICK

[nishimono]

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[knightprodigy]

[The mansion didn't look particularly suspicious, other than that its location was WAY OUT HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE'STOWN, and that it was the only building they'd come across in two days of travel 8|b

The two had split up on foot - they'd had to leave the gilder some hundred yards back after covering it in branches and debris from the forest floor - and aimed to meet in some bushes at the southern face of the mansion after each taking a half-circle of reconnaissance around the old building.

Batman sat crouched, waiting. Bat-binoculars trained on the mansion for any movement.]

[save_the_souls]

[This was one of those times that Allen really wished he had his eye back. He wasn't sure if he could sense Riful or Teresa's presence with it, but at the very least Crowley would give off something wouldn't he? Then again, since it wasn't here it didn't really matter...]

[For searching the place, he had taken to going along the trees since he knew that was the best way not to be seen. Using his Innocence to jump from tree to tree, he tried to get his best look around before heading back to Dick and landing behind him - deactivating his Innocence as soon as hit the ground]

Do you see anything?

[knightprodigy]

No [But he noted how many windows, doors, floors and ventilation exit the building had. Through that and some basic structural knowledge, he'd been able to build a mental schematic, which'd give them some idea of the mansion's layout once they're inside. In theory, that is.] And I can't see any movement from inside.

Switching to thermal. [The binoculars made a tiny blip of sound and Dick started to scan the mansion for signs of life, but due to their proximity to the dead-zone, they began to glitch, jumping from from thermal to standard like a determined channel hopper.

He waited for Allen to fill him in on any findings of his own.]

SEARCH PARTIES

[nishimono]

[[ooc; Okay guys, here's where everyone is going to start meeting up + figuring out what they're going to do! They shouldn't actually reach the manor until the Battle post later on.

Threads will be made for each of the search parties to comment as they get en route to meet up and converge with one another, and following that will be another post where everyone will meet up! Feel free to make your own threads + sub-threads within these sections! Posting order and thread-jumping is all up to you guys~]]

TEAM ONE: Green Arrow, Ashura, Allan Dale, Xellos

[nishimono]

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[jushinkan]

[Walking and running is for squares. He's taken to flying, but not terribly fast or far ahead, no need to lose the rest of the group here]

Re: TEAM ONE: Green Arrow, Ashura, Allan Dale, Xellos

[wishmadeinfire]

[Ashura agrees with that, so has nabbed a horse. Speed is of the essence here, and getting worn out before the fight not good, so yeah, riding zeh horse! It'll get left a ways off from the castle though, no need for it to get eaten. Plus, if one of the hostages is injured, it'll be a good form of transport if necessary.]

SEARCH PARTIES CONVERGE

[nishimono]

[[ooc; alright guys, this one's all you! Make your own threads/sections/whatever here, this is where everyone will get together and meet up! GO NUTS.]]

[save_the_souls]

[OOC: Also for any of the search parties/traveling people - they may have found a sign in the tree that says "I'M OKAY, SEARCH FOR THE OTHERS INSTEAD - ALLEN" clawed into a tree with a batarang next to it about halfway between the castle and Riful's home. Also about a mile away from Riful's crib, someone is free to find Dick's glider that was left behind, covered by foliage B) ]

[oftheforsaken]

[and so stalks a lone undead!elf, having no particular interest in the goings-on of the panicked in the castle. though there is a strong feeling of something possessing quite a bit of power not too far away, she thinks little of it aside from keeping her guard up.

though, a little something in the corner of her eyes catches her attention. a... flying mount? well, it looked man-made, and the sight of it being so haphazardly abandoned... she wrinkles her nose.]

...gnomish engineering? What is this.

[heirdom]

[have a ten year old coating up on his little motorbike, jumping off and setting the bike on its kickstand.]

Gnoming engineering? How crazy are you? Move.

[he shoves past her to get to the glider, none too nicely]