Witches' Side

Aug 29, 2010 13:29

Characters: OPEN, Witches' Side
Location: Factory #1
Rating: R
Time: SEPTEMBER 1-15TH 2019
Description: A place where you either live in splendor, or squalor. Where has fate thrown you? The Witches and their kin have picked up an unusual bit of excitement from those in Shibusen, just what could it be? All sorts of rumors are flying around, and not ( Read more... )

vergil sparda, seishirou sakurazuka, franziska von karma, ling yao, !event, giovanni rammsteiner, kamui (monou fuuma), kozato enma, izaya orihara, sakura kinomoto, jonathan crane (scarecrow), altair ibn la'ahad, dawn, luki, spitfire, suzaku kururugi, nataku, !tyl, sasuke uchiha, lovino vargas (south italy), saralegui

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Slave's den: September 10th for_xing August 30 2010, 07:21:56 UTC
It had been an odd week. Ling wasn't one to be sent out on missions too often at the request of his Master, but there seemed to have been quite a stir lately. He'd only heard passing things, something to thank his somewhat guard-dog status with Eruka for and it made him wary.

When something riled up the upper levels, it only meant work for them. And what a grim work it was. He'd had a lucky track record so far- having not had to physically kill someone he held dear, but it was only for so long one could keep hope in something as unreliable as luck.

All he could do for now was try and help the others, undoubted they were fearing possible upcoming missions. He would do what he could. Hence the small basket he was carrying. He'd gotten it from Eruka just after returning from a scouting mission. He really could have been the dog of far worse Witches-- frog theme aside.

[ooc: Ling has a mini!slave care package for anyone feeling short of food and clothes thanks to his mostly lenient Master. Anyone is welcome to approach him.]

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Re: Slave's den: September 10th coordinatingly August 31 2010, 00:28:42 UTC

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for_xing August 31 2010, 01:14:59 UTC
"Gotten used to it" was a good way to describe Ling as well. Though, sadly death had been something he acquainted himself with far before this whole war. Such was the life of a prince with forty or more murderous siblings. He didn't like killing- but he could do it without killing too much of himself on the inside.

At Dawn's appearance he turned his head slightly and offered the girl a smile, one far less mischievous than hers.

"Not quite. It's for anyone who may need it." At that, he lifted the cover on the basket to show her its contents: Extra food rations and clothes. Not that Ling with such a thing was too surprising.

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coordinatingly August 31 2010, 03:00:58 UTC

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KITCHEN [OPEN] soulparadox August 30 2010, 08:03:47 UTC
Nataku was so hungry. The souls that he had eaten before were not enough. He still felt like he needed more. What to do? Nothing that he could do until he was told that he was allowed to leave to go on more missions to find more to eat. The clone understood that he would become stronger; he already felt so much stronger than those that were left alive that opposed the Witches. When will it be time?

Lying on the floor in one of the kitchens, he turned his head toward the oven where the pie he had made was still baking. It was a hobby that he picked up originally to ease Kamui's concerns about cooking for him, and now helped to pass the time when he was not looking for souls. Something to do other than have all his thoughts on the taste of souls and the wish for power. Only minor distraction, but it was better than -- than what? He could not remember and return to staring at the ceiling.

What to do? Closing his eyes, he would just wait for the alarm to ring before he got up from where he was.

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blue_darkslayer August 30 2010, 09:26:09 UTC
[Too bad, Vergil's going to make you obsess over souls even more.]

Vergil had been combing the facility patiently, drifting between the usual hangouts of each of APOC's members in hopes of finding them. The absence of a more convenient form of communication was bothersome... but that had been one of the costs of allowing this world to descend into madness. It was a small price to pay for the power it brought. The Lair had been empty, so the first of his allies he went looking for was the one who, in his own mind, was the one most trusted to watch his back and nearly as dedicated as he was to APOC's 'cause'.

Striding into the usual kitchen, at first he thought it empty until he noticed the familiar prostrate body of Nataku. He'd almost appear languid if his other hunger wasn't radiating from him in palpable waves. Vergil blinked once, his eyes taking a moment to come properly into focus, as the vacant expression on his face roused into a semblance of animation.

"Nataku," he said brusquely, by way of greeting.

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soulparadox August 30 2010, 10:00:20 UTC
Nataku did not open his eyes, but greeted all the same. "Hello, brother."

It was something that he picked up in the later years. Something to keep him from wanting to eat the souls of those that were the Witches, because he would be weakened otherwise if he was all alone. Furthermore, they were so much stronger than he was. But, that was fine. He would just gather more souls into his stomach. The stronger that he got, the less he would have to be concerned with -- ah, what was he concerned about at that time?

Either way, so long as they were "family," it was more or less difficult to try to kill them. Less as Tassadar had been family, too. Family and meister, but he supposed that it was the thought and the preservation was that helped him. Logic was best over emotions, after all. Those that remain that fight against the Kishin and Witches will be difficult to kill on my own. Not strong enough. Have to stay and feast with these people.

"Do you need me?"

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blue_darkslayer August 30 2010, 10:42:35 UTC
Concentrating, his brow furrowed, Vergil paused for several moments before finally replying, "On two counts ( ... )

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OPEN | CITY/CORRIDORS | SEPT 7 blindingrevenge August 30 2010, 18:21:46 UTC

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Re: OPEN | CITY/CORRIDORS | SEPT 7 coordinatingly August 30 2010, 21:19:08 UTC

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blindingrevenge August 30 2010, 21:53:12 UTC

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coordinatingly August 31 2010, 00:18:12 UTC

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[OPEN; CITY/CORRIDORS/LIBRARY; SEPT 8 AFTERNOON] popupshadow August 30 2010, 19:08:13 UTC
Kamui spent another day around the city, mostly among the libraries, reading. There's a small amount of talk going around in the air and it's sometimes the best place to listen in for news ( ... )

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histrionicflair September 1 2010, 18:34:08 UTC
She used to not consider reading as something of great importance. It was necessary, yes. A little girl couldn't make her way up to being a prodigy prosecutor without reading book upon book of things that were supposedly above her level. As a prosecutor, she wouldn't seem as intelligent if she didn't carry books to read during her spare time. And she would rather spend her spare time traveling, seeing the world, trying out different cuisines and watching Kids Masterpiece Theater so she could understand the so-called classics better. Reading was for keeping appearances. Reading was for people like Miles Edgeworth who did not have the courage to explore the world beyond their office desks ( ... )

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popupshadow September 2 2010, 01:38:54 UTC
"It wasn't directed at you," he replied, amused. "I'm sorry if it distracted." Kamui closes the book, returns it, opens another one he thinks will probably have more pictures. He's always fascinated with the history of things; pity the general information flew by his head since he's pretty distracted at the moment.

"Have you heard ... about those rumours?"

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histrionicflair September 2 2010, 13:24:27 UTC
“Of course not,” she huffs in response. She takes the seat just next to the one across his. She looks at the book he's reading. Not interested.

"Rumors are merely that: rumors. Unless you think there's some worth in trying to prove that people from the past can appear out of thin air into this future then you probably shouldn't bother."

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OPEN | SLAVES' DEN | SEPTEMBER 8 neverbeenworse August 31 2010, 00:12:35 UTC

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untilitburns August 31 2010, 08:19:28 UTC
"I had hoped I would find you here, Enma-kun." His voice floated in through the den's entrance just moments before Spitfire himself rounded the corner, pausing for a moment to glance around the inside of the den. The physical act was mostly for show, he doubted that there was anyone interested enough in encroaching upon what little privacy they had down here, but catching Enma when he was alone was typically more favorable to Spitfire in terms of mood than interrupting him when he was with others ( ... )

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neverbeenworse September 1 2010, 01:10:31 UTC

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untilitburns September 1 2010, 01:28:46 UTC
Spitfire's gaze held steadily with Enma's own, flickering down just briefly to take in that odd little smile he made. Not directed at himself, he was sure, which meant that Enma was thinking of something else, a fact that piqued Spitfire's interest mildly. A general policy he had found over his time with his current Meister was that it was easier to let Enma speak his own mind first rather than questioning him. Any information the other man didn't want to volunteer immediately, Spitfire could usually coax him into talking about eventually. A special privilege that he liked to think few others shared with the younger man.

At this moment though, there was a more interesting matter at hand.

"Exactly what I'd heard as well. Do you suppose it's true?" The silent question in Spitfire's words was if Enma was interested in the matter in any way. Who knew, perhaps in this bit of news there was a way to alleviate the boredom that Enma was feeling.

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