Gato Community College. (game thread)

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"Nothing so complicated or 'specialized', if some one is living here, should be pretty easy to tell. We'll just need to look for signs of habitation" Sierra said, taking note of Sol's queasiness. "So if anything your probably better suited for this part of things then I am." she said as she snapped a couple more pictures before tucking her phone away.

"You ok? your looking a bit 'green around the gills'." she asked, a dull glow starting to emanate from the Aether Crystals in her horns, tail, and wings, while her clothing blocked the view of the crystals in her arms and legs.

Solomon Thorn

"Nothing so complicated or 'specialized', if some one is living here, should be pretty easy to tell. We'll just need to look for signs of habitation. So if anything your probably better suited for this part of things then I am."

"Well, perhaps? I kinda doubt it, but I could always try." Sol said, feeling uncertain. He wasn't sure if he could do it, both because he wasn't sure if what he was looking for was the same as what it would be on earth, and because he wasn't too keen on doing it either way.

"You ok? your looking a bit 'green around the gills'."

"I'm just... not used to this kind of thing. I need a moment to adjust to it all. It's just that it all looks so wrong to me. No, not just looks, it feels wrong, like I'm not supposed to be here. I can feel it, you know, into my very bones, this isn't earth. It's like the demon world, it's the same feeling. It takes some getting used to." He closed his eyes for a bit, trying to feel a little more at ease, and took a deep breath, before exhaling slowly.

It'll only be a little while, the sooner we find this guy, the better, which means I need to stop fretting and actually act. So,
I dunno Sol, just smile and cheer the fuck up.

He smiled a bright smile, hoping the expression would make him feel a little optimistic.

"Okay, there we go, feeling a little better. Lemme see, we're gonna go looking for signs of habitation, yeah? Just in general, or is there something particular I should be on the lookout for?"

He had to admit that forcing himself to be more cheerful sort of made him a little more so, even if it was a little too early to say he felt comfortable or even welcome in the place. Still, baby steps and all that.
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Alfred Frye

"Oh, my my, you certainly went for the jugular with that first question. As for an answer, the cult was trying to unleash a powerful demonic presence onto the world from its prison within Limbo. As you tell judging from the lack of a hellscape, they failed, at least on the second part."

"Ooh, I do know about this one," Alfred replied. "It's the situation you guys dealt with while I was undercover, yeah? I've heard a fair bit about it, being in the situation I've been in means I'm privy to some neat information, since I'm trusted."

That, and I've asked the others about it. Really, it's more that.

He wasn't going to mention that, however.

"With regards to my employers, they wouldn't like me telling you much Alfred; just that we are, by-and-large, an independent organization based in the UK, but with a global presence. Normally we wouldn't be deployed to nations such as Japan, but this was a priority case that needed to be investigated."

"Well, what made you stay?" Alfred asked. "A personal reason or a new mission? Are you, perhaps, staying here so that you can keep an eye on Gato?" With a chuckle, he added; "That's a joke, of course. You don't seem the type to go undercover. Well, more accurately, you seem like the type to go undercover, which means you're not that likely to go undercover if the people in charge knows what's up. Never send the guy looking like he's going to go undercover as the undercover agent. It might be genre savy, but it's a little too obvious."

He yawned a bit, still feeling tired from the eventful night before. "Got any questions for me? I have a feeling I've been asking a few too many now without answering any, and I'm a gentleman like that."

"It only feels the same, because you lack the experience with Aether to tell the difference." Sierra said, Giving Sol a moment to recover, thought for a moment then shrugged. "I'm sure there's something similar you've dealt with as a hunter, where it looks or feels the same it first but you pick up on the differences the more your around it. But there's a difference, trust me."

She wasn't totally convinced he was better when he said he was, but if he was willing to continue. "A camp site or dwelling would be ideal but anything that would suggest some one had been around recently is fine as well."

"A personal reason or a new mission? Are you, perhaps, staying here so that you can keep an eye on Gato?" Asked Alfred, before following it up with a chuckle.

"That's a joke, of course. You don't seem the type to go undercover. Well, more accurately, you seem like the type to go undercover, which means you're not that likely to go undercover if the people in charge know what's up. Never send the guy looking like he's going to go undercover as the undercover agent. It might be genre savvy, but it's a little too obvious."

Alfred then yawned out of nowhere, although it was possibly due to not having fully woken up yet, it was still the morning after all. "Got any questions for me? I have a feeling I've been asking a few too many now without answering any, and I'm a gentleman like that."

"Well, to answer your first question, a little bit of everything really. An old associate of mine wants me to keep an eye on his daughter, she's a student at Gato obviously; he would do it himself, but his work means he often has to travel a lot with not a lot of free time in-between, which, obviously, does not leave enough time for raising a child. He still loves her and doesn't regret having her." Daniel answered, not wanting to give too much away regarding Raphael and Yvette.

"I'm also acting as a liaison of sorts between my employers and Gato, providing my skills where needed; and periodically sending reports back home regarding Gato itself. From what I can recall, they might see if it is possible to expand into a similar field. So yes, you could argue I am keeping an eye on Gato." He remarked with a bit of a smirk.

"Now, a question for you young Alfred, well, the first of two. What possessed you, for lack of a better term to make a deal with a demon?"

Solomon Thorn

"It only feels the same, because you lack the experience with Aether to tell the difference." Sierra said, Giving Sol a moment to recover, thought for a moment then shrugged. "I'm sure there's something similar you've dealt with as a hunter, where it looks or feels the same it first but you pick up on the differences the more your around it. But there's a difference, trust me."

"I guess I have no choice but to, you're the expert, after all," Sol grinned. He felt at his pockets, everything was still in its proper place. Not that he'd expected it not to be, but it was always nice to remind himself of that he was armed. Just in case.

"A camp site or dwelling would be ideal but anything that would suggest some one had been around recently is fine as well."

"Oh, so it's just something basic like that?" Sol asked, surprised. "I was expecting something a bit more complicated, given where we are."

He stretched a bit, looking around. He supposed he was being a bit too pessimistic then, if it was that simple, looking around for some clues should be easier done than he'd thought. Perhaps he really was over-complicating the whole ordeal.

He let Sierra lead the way, but he started scanning the area. Slowly -but certainly- everything started making a little bit more sense to him, he could see the ways it differed from earth, but also the common threads, how they were similar too. No sign of a camp, though. He supposed that it wouldn't be quite that easy.

"Have you been around this place a lot?" he asked, deciding that wandering quietly was getting a little too boring for his taste. Sure, he'd done this kind of thing alone many, many times, but this was different, walking quietly next to someone was just sort of awkward. "I mean, Limbo in general. There were different levels, right? How "deep" have you been?"

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Alfred Frye

"Well, to answer your first question, a little bit of everything really. An old associate of mine wants me to keep an eye on his daughter, she's a student at Gato obviously; he would do it himself, but his work means he often has to travel a lot with not a lot of free time in-between, which, obviously, does not leave enough time for raising a child. He still loves her and doesn't regret having her."

An old associate, huh. How old? Angel old?

He'd heard whispers about a nephilim student attending the school. Was that it? Or was it something different entirely?

Too few details to tell, but I could look into it. I've heard that angels aren't supposed to be too fond of nephilim, if that's true, then it might be more protecting than keeping an eye on.

Then again, perhaps getting involved with beings like that was too much of a risk at this point.

"I'm also acting as a liaison of sorts between my employers and Gato, providing my skills where needed; and periodically sending reports back home regarding Gato itself. From what I can recall, they might see if it is possible to expand into a similar field. So yes, you could argue I am keeping an eye on Gato."

"Well, at least you're up front about it," Alfred replied. "Not very spy-like. Just be mindful about what you share. I doubt you intend to get into trouble for sharing sensitive information about the inner workings of Gato, the defense system, or missions that are in the works, but there's a very slim line between what's acceptable and what's not. There's a lot of students attending the college, and I can assure you that if you do anything that would harm them or Gato, I will let the higher ups know. I've been deep enough into Regalia to know that information shared with good or noble intentions easily enough get into the hands of the likes of monsters, be them human or otherwise. So be careful, okay? I'd hate to see your organization and Gato at odds." He crossed his arms, tone as friendly as ever, but there was a certain warning in his expression. However, it softened quickly enough.

"Now, a question for you young Alfred, well, the first of two. What possessed you, for lack of a better term to make a deal with a demon?"

"Hah, that's punny," he said, any remainders of his earlier warning vanished from his face. "And let's see... it's kind of a long story, really, but the basics is that I left home to pursue a sort of freedom that I couldn't get from my family. I've got some special abilities, in some sense, and that meant a lot of responsibilities and expectations. Expectations that I couldn't fulfill, because I'm not that kind of person."

He swirled the bag again, thoughtfully, wondering how to really put the next part, but he decided it didn't matter much.

"Anyhow, I ended up in a bit of trouble, and making a deal with the demon both allowed me to get out of that situation, and to further work towards my freedom and independence, and it helped with calming my magical energy. But most of all it allowed me some power where I had none formerly, it gave me the upper hand. And that's something I've been wanting since I was a child."

"Haha, that's punny," Alfred remarked with a fake smile, the expression he had given to Daniel, warning him about not double crossing Gato seemingly vacated. "And let's see... it's kind of a long story, really, but the basics are that I left home to pursue a sort of freedom that I couldn't get from my family. I've got some special abilities, in some sense, and that meant a lot of responsibilities and expectations. Expectations that I couldn't fulfil, because I'm not that kind of person." He paused for a moment, no doubt this was a touchy subject for the man, chances are, he wanted to make sure that he told the story right.

"Anyhow, I ended up in a bit of trouble and making a deal with the demon both allowed me to get out of that situation, and to further work towards my freedom and independence, and it helped with calming my magical energy. But most of all it allowed me some power where I had none formerly, it gave me the upper hand. And that's something I've been wanting since I was a child."

"So your family, or at the very least, your parents, lead a very controlling life if I understood correctly what it is you said? Wow, that's rough, especially to a man of your age, even as a child. No one should force another into doing something they don't agree with, or don't want to do." Daniel said with a bit more of a serious tone in his voice, briefly remembering some of the things that Michael asked of him in order to "Keep the peace" as he often said. He brushed such thoughts aside, both mentally and in reality as he gestured such a motion before returning his focus towards Alfred.

"Sorry about that, I've had some bad experiences with family as well. Well, certain members at the very least. A discussion I'd want to have at another time, and another place." After all, an electronics, manga, music and video game store wasn't exactly the best place to be discussing personal issues.

"You mentioned about how this deal of yours helped with calming your magical energy, I take it you were experiencing some fluctuations before hand? Any idea as to what was causing these?"

"Until I took this new job. I'd only been about as 'deep' as we are now. No real need to go deeper if some one is trying to kill you out of sight of the normal's." She said, stopping to pull the collar of her shirt to the side a bit to show the top of the scar she got the last time she fought here, really just to emphasize the point. "As for how deep since taking the job with the Queens. Pretty deep I guess. Deep enough that if we'd swapped back to the plane Avalon is, or, Earth rather, for a better frame of reference. We'd have been in space." She said pointing up. "Somewhere between Earth's Moon and Mars, or Venus if you wanna go the other way. Least that was the rough approximation that was given to me when I asked."

"As for why We where out that far, all I'm allowed to say at this point is 'for work'. That said, when your out that deep, nothing really to see, it kinda looks like you'd think Limbo should, a whole lot of nothing, save the odd Aether Crystal formations or Abyssalisk." she added with a shrug. "Limbo in the 'shallows', like where we are now, is where it's the most interesting, the deeper parts are really only interesting for studying how Aether works."

Solomon Thorn

"Until I took this new job. I'd only been about as 'deep' as we are now. No real need to go deeper if some one is trying to kill you out of sight of the normal's. As for how deep since taking the job with the Queens. Pretty deep I guess. Deep enough that if we'd swapped back to the plane Avalon is, or, Earth rather, for a better frame of reference. We'd have been in space. Somewhere between Earth's Moon and Mars, or Venus if you wanna go the other way. Least that was the rough approximation that was given to me when I asked."

"Oh, okay then," Sol replied. "So pretty far out." He was about to add something more, but then he realized something about what she'd said.

Wait. Avalon? What the fuck is Avalon?

Was that some sort of term for the earth? He'd heard about the planet being named Tellus or something like that, but Avalon? He supposed the demons wouldn't use the same names as humans would, but still, he'd never heard the term.

Well, that's not entirely true. I've heard the name before, but wasn't that some sort of... mythical place or something?

He couldn't really place it, but at the very least, it did not sound like earth.

"As for why We where out that far, all I'm allowed to say at this point is 'for work'. That said, when your out that deep, nothing really to see, it kinda looks like you'd think Limbo should, a whole lot of nothing, save the odd Aether Crystal formations or Abyssalisk. Limbo in the 'shallows', like where we are now, is where it's the most interesting, the deeper parts are really only interesting for studying how Aether works."

"Huh, okay," Sol replied, scratching the area next to his ear. "I'd have thought that it would be the other way around, that the "shallows" would've been the least interesting part. Then again, if there's nothing in the deeper parts, then yeah, those don't sound that interesting. So, what was this about earth being called Avalon? Is that some old timey demon term?"

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Alfred Frye

"So your family, or at the very least, your parents, lead a very controlling life if I understood correctly what it is you said? Wow, that's rough, especially to a man of your age, even as a child. No one should force another into doing something they don't agree with, or don't want to do."

Alfred was unsure of what he should say. On one hand, he was surprised that much could be deduced from what he said, but on the other hand, it was sort of comforting to hear someone say just about the same thing that he felt about it. Luckily, he didn't need to find something, as Daniel himself filled the somewhat awkward silence between them.

"Sorry about that, I've had some bad experiences with family as well. Well, certain members at the very least. A discussion I'd want to have at another time, and another place."

"Oh, that's fine," Alfred said, a bit surprised. He hadn't expected the other to actually explain why he'd spoken the way he did. "But you're right. No one should force another into doing something they don't want to do." It wasn't as if he'd not done stuff he didn't really want to do while undercover, he obviously had, but that was different. That was a necessarity, but more so, it was still, in the end, part of his choice.

"You mentioned about how this deal of yours helped with calming your magical energy, I take it you were experiencing some fluctuations before hand? Any idea as to what was causing these?"

"Well, fluctuations might not be the right word for it," Alfred replied, thoughtfully. "It's not exactly unstable in itself, it's just, from what I've been told, extremely potent. Like, "if I try to use it in its pure form, I'll start bleeding out of my eyes", potent. It's as if instead of being something that'll flow easy, it's like this... mess of crystalized thorns and burning liquid. That's how it feels to use it, anyhow, which obviously means I can't really control it either. Having too much of it in my body hurts a great deal too." He could still remember the feeling from when he'd gotten a... "boost" in shape of his own, raw, magical ability, the whole ordeal almost killing him.

"Obviously, magical energy is supposed to be used, it feels better when I do. Having a way to convert it into something lighter, softer, like the wind, it truly has helped a great deal. Now I can mix them a little, make the wind more potent, but I doubt there'll be a day where I'll use it in its raw form, ever." He shrugged.

"Anyhow, that's how it is. I had to give 15 years of my life for the ability to control the wind, but from what I've heard, that's me getting off extremely lightly. Demon did almost kill me, once, afterwards, but I think that was just in order to "test his investment", see if I'd be amusing enough to be worth the powers. It's not like I've sold my soul or pledged myself into its service either, I'll just live a slightly shorter life." Alfred tilted his head.

"That's your two questions, right? Is it my turn then? Hmm... well, it'd be interesting to know what you can do, in regards to your abilities. Got any cool powers?"

"Avalon is the real name of 'The Demon Realm'. It's fallen out of use through out most the population though. However most that know the real name tend to use it." Sierra said, looking into a building through a window. "Haven't found out why it stopped being used." She said, as she turned back toward Sol. "There's a lot we don't know still though." walking over to the next building to look into. "As for exploring Limbo, there are challenges to over come. But the general consensus is that there probably is stuff out there, the means just do not yet exist to explore it in reasonable safety."

"Anyhow, that's how it is. I had to give 15 years of my life for the ability to control the wind, but from what I've heard, that's me getting off extremely lightly. The demon did almost kill me, once, afterwards, but I think that was just in order to "test his investment", to see if I'd be amusing enough to be worth the powers. It's not like I've sold my soul or pledged myself into its service either, I'll just live a slightly shorter life." Alfred remarked with a slight tilt of his head after giving a more in-depth description of how his power functions, in terms of the trade-off, Daniel thought the young man had gotten one of the better deals he had heard.

"That's your two questions, right? Is it my turn then? Hmm... well, it'd be interesting to know what you can do, in regards to your abilities. Got any cool powers?" At first, all Daniel could respond with was a sigh, but then he took a moment to think things out, and came up with something that should be enough to sate Alfred's curiosity, for now.

"You could say I have a few... tricks." He said with a smirk as Daniel pulled out a deck of cards seemingly from nowhere and began performing a few complicated shuffling techniques.

"In all seriousness though, I make use of these special playing cards that I created. Infused with my power, they have been gifted a razor sharp edge, allowing them to cut through most, but not all armour, both mundane and magical; and they put a brief delay on the subject's regenerative factor, should they possess one. I usually tend to throw them in groups of one, three, or five.

As for actual abilities, like I said, card tricks, but not the sort of stuff you see performers pull off. It's more for utility purposes in lieu of my swordsmanship, but I can use them to create things like a cloud of smoke, a blinding flash of light, or even a card clone that explodes, although that last one takes a little bit of preparation to pull off. If necessary, they can also be utilized for a short range teleport.

Not exactly impressive I know, given what I am, but, you take what you can get." Daniel said with a flourish before putting the cards away.

"Anyway, perhaps we should get going and continue on with our investigation, I doubt we'll find our HVT here."

"Ok, so i can either make a foam that expands and holds our target, create what's essentially a sticky glue to trap and hinder his movement, or create a liquid that, when splashed on him, will harden and immobilize any part of his body it touches, effectively petrifying him on the outside. None of them are elegant...but we can still work with them...so, which do you want me to make?"

Juliet couldn't help but smile as Mira went about gathering the necessary items, it reminded her of those shows where some hero would cobble together exactly the needed device with duct tape and loose wiring, only with substantially more anime products. The options Mira presented to her were similarly intriguing as she could think of various applications for each.

Glue would be useful as she, and the other winged team members, could easily avoid the hazard but it also seemed the easiest to escape as the target might simply be able to shed glue covered clothing to minimize the effect. Which was an amusing mental image, but perhaps too sizable a potential weakness. The petrification liquid was similarly interesting but if it missed it didn't sound like it would do anything.

"Let's go with the foam," she said "I imagine that even if our target breaks free of it it could block up a passage or create obstacles for him to deal with."

She grinned "You know, I think this is the most energetic I've ever seen you act."

Double post. For whatever reason.

Solomon Thorn

"Avalon is the real name of 'The Demon Realm'. It's fallen out of use through out most the population though. However most that know the real name tend to use it. Haven't found out why it stopped being used."

She turned back to him, and Sol gave her a nod. He could understand wanting to find out why the use of a name changed, especially if it was the real name of the location. Still, part of him was relieved that it wasn't earth.

So it's... the demon realm. Well, beats calling it hell, since that's apparently wrong.

Besides, giving it a proper name made it feel more like an actual separate place as opposed to simply a different term for hell, which it'd been made quite clear that it wasn't.

Then again, do I care? I sort of feel like I'm paying too much attention now. I'm a hunter, right? Not a... whatever this is.

Then again, hunters worked with knowledge, knowing stuff was integral to doing what they did. Even if most of the knowledge was how to kill the creatures they had to deal with. Or incapacitate them. Capture them. Torture them. All of those proper fun, totally not blood-lusty things that hunters did to monsters to "punish" them. Sure, Sol's hands weren't exactly clean, but compared to some of the people he'd met... well, compared to them, Sol was more or less a saint.

I--

He was quickly brought back from his brain's little detour as Sierra started talking again.

"There's a lot we don't know still though. As for exploring Limbo, there are challenges to over come. But the general consensus is that there probably is stuff out there, the means just do not yet exist to explore it in reasonable safety."

"So there's enough people looking into it for there to be a general consensus?" he asked, having stopped following her as she looked through windows, into buildings. He decided to do the same, going over to a different building to look in through the window. He thought he could see something that looked like traces of someone being there, someone who'd hastily covered up the traces of a camp before leaving, but he wasn't sure. Perhaps it was just a trick of the light, perhaps the weirdness of the place was getting to him. Still, he called for Sierra, hoping she'd know better than him.

"Hey, Sierra, is this the kind of thing we're looking for? It looks like someone's at the very least been having a meal here," he said, waiting for her to come over before pointing it out. "So, is it? Or is it just, like, me being silly?"
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Alfred Frye

"You could say I have a few... tricks."

Alfred raised an eyebrow when Daniel started shuffling the cards. He wondered if the other was going to start doing card-tricks, but decided it had to be something more... serious, than that.

Guy sure does like his puns, though. I hope that's not all there is to his sense of humor.

Alfred could appreciate a pun or two, but overdoing it could get tiresome really quickly. Luckily, Daniel started explaining his actual powers instead, making what could've been an awkward situation -for Alfred, at least- into one that continued where they'd left.

"In all seriousness though, I make use of these special playing cards that I created. Infused with my power, they have been gifted a razor sharp edge, allowing them to cut through most, but not all armour, both mundane and magical; and they put a brief delay on the subject's regenerative factor, should they possess one. I usually tend to throw them in groups of one, three, or five.

As for actual abilities, like I said, card tricks, but not the sort of stuff you see performers pull off. It's more for utility purposes in lieu of my swordsmanship, but I can use them to create things like a cloud of smoke, a blinding flash of light, or even a card clone that explodes, although that last one takes a little bit of preparation to pull off. If necessary, they can also be utilized for a short range teleport.

Not exactly impressive I know, given what I am, but, you take what you can get."

"I dunno, teleportation and exploding cards sound impressive to me," Alfred said, his sentiment genuine. "Sounds like you've got to be pretty clever to use the power effectively, though. Plan and think, rather than just destroy everything by looking towards it. That's cool, I respect that kind of ability. Although... "given what I am?" What would that happen to be? I don't think you've mentioned."

He smiled innocently, and crossed his arms. "I guess that's a question better asked for another time."

"Anyway, perhaps we should get going and continue on with our investigation, I doubt we'll find our HVT here."

"I suppose not. Was worth a try, though. Should we, you know..." he looked at the crowds around them. "Head into Limbo to look instead? We don't have the best description of the guy, and I mean, we've been looking around for a while now."

Besides, I would be kinda disappointed if we ran into the guy here, and thus didn't need to travel to Limbo. I really want to check this place out.

Daniel would have to decide, though, Alfred didn't know the place well enough to make an informed decision on it, and besides, Daniel had already let him take the little detour through the shops, letting the angel decide was only polite.

"It's up to you, of course. I've never been to Limbo, so I don't know if it'll be easier to try to track the guy down from that side, or if this is the better location to do such a thing."

"I suppose not. Was worth a try, though. Should we, you know..." Alfred said as he looked around at the crowds that surrounded them. "Head into Limbo to look instead? We don't have the best description of the guy, and I mean, we've been looking around for a while now."

"It's up to you, of course. I've never been to Limbo, so I don't know if it'll be easier to try to track the guy down from that side, or if this is the better location to do such a thing."

"Chances are we would have more luck finding our man on this side of the line between Earth and Limbo; here at least we have some general area in which to search through, rather than the occasional haphazard nature of Limbo. Granted, such intricacies are more common in the thresholds between the two worlds, where things are wilder, and some would argue, more interesting. The deeper you go into Limbo, the more mundane it gets." Daniel said as the pair of them left the store and continued to walk down the street.

"As for actually getting in to Limbo, that is another matter entirely; it is not as if you can simply stumble across a tear in the fabric of dimensions, they are hidden by spell-locks, and these locks are hidden as well, but not too well hidden to the point where they are invisible.

Normal people, that is those without a magical inclination wouldn't notice them even if staring directly at them, simply doesn't register to them in their field of view, a bit like a perception filter. Whereas those with magical talent like you or I, with a little effort and concentration, we can sense their presence, and begin to home in on their location; eventually, we'd start to see them. It's not a passive ability, you'll only see them so long as you look for them." He stated, gesturing at certain points to get the message across.

"We should perhaps check in with Sierra and Solomon, see if they have turned anything up yet."

"Well, among her Highness's research division anyway" She replied, and was going to explain a bit more, but Sol thought he found something. Signs of a recent meal apparently.

"Could be, lets have a closer look." She said after going over to Sol and having a look at what he was pointing to, and then walking into the building and having that closer look these remanence of a meal. It indeed looked as though some one had eaten there recently, but seemed to have left in a hurry, but it didn't seem clear what direction they went. Sierra looked a bit but couldn't get a bead on what direction they could have gone. "Sol, your better at tracking then me, you got a bead on a direction they could have gone?"

"Let's go with the foam, I imagine that even if our target breaks free of it it could block up a passage or create obstacles for him to deal with."

Mira nodded and got to work on that. Of course, given the fact that it was the first one she suggested, Mira had already worked out how to make such a thing. All that was needed was for her to actually mix it up.

"You know, I think this is the most energetic I've ever seen you act."

She looked back up to see Juliet grinning at her, which confused her. She had thought that she had been like this around her before...but every example she could come up with turned out to be someone else, like Tomas and Sierra. Of course, that was to be expected now that she thought about it. They rarely hung out together, mostly due to their differing interests, so it wasn't suprising to see that she'd never seen Mira like this before. Still, it felt a bit weird to see someone take notice of it and compliment her on it. Tomas seemed to just look at her, confused about what she was doing but mostly focusing on helping out while Sierra seemed to just get up and work on things herself as well, maybe calling her over to help proofcheck something but that was about it. This though...she wasn't sure how to react.

She at first thought about trying to explain this stuff, in an effort to show off more enthusiasm and energeticness...but then she remembered when they had first met, and how Mira's explanation of what she was doing seemed to justifiably go over her head. Of course, she wasn't sure a demure reaction would work either, as she could see it coming off as too annoyingly humble or curt. In the end she just decided to say, "Thanks."

She thought about it a bit more and said, "Sorry. I'm not used to people pointing that out. Usually i don't do this in front of people and the few that i have...well, Tomas just tried not to get lost while helping me and Sierra just seemed to get along the same...groove, i guess."

As she talked, the solution finished cooking. Once it did, Mirabelle grabbed the bottles and poured the solution into a couple of them, sealing them off as best she could. Afterwards, she got started on another batch, before telling Juliet, "Ok, so for lack of a more elegant solution, i'm storing the foam....stuff? Prefoam? Liquid, i'm storing the liquid in these. It's a pretty quick liquid , i.e. you'll only really have time to pour it out, after which it will expand rapidly so i wouldn't stay near it immediately afterward. I'm making another batch just in case we need a large load of it for that sealing of paths idea you were mentioning. Preferably, pouring it on the guy would be optimal but if you want to chuck it then go ahead. Just be warned that it may take a second or two to react."

Solomon Thorn

"Well, among her Highness's research division anyway. Could be, lets have a closer look."

Sol followed her inside, though it seemed he'd gotten it right, inside the remainders of the meal were more easily spotted to the point of being obvious. Sol took his knife out and poked at the trash, it seemed fresh enough for not have been there for too long. A day at most. Not that he knew exactly, perhaps Limbo had its own time thing.

"Sol, your better at tracking then me, you got a bead on a direction they could have gone?"

"Well, I'd reckon at the very least that it's not the same direction as the one we came from," he muttered as he made an attempt to see anything that could look like traces -be it footprints, more trash or some sort of clue in the distance- of someone having gone that way. At first, nothing really came to mind, and Sol shrugged.

"But I dunno. If I had any information about---" he trailed off as he noticed what looked to be trails in nearby grass. It could be nothing, obviously, but he still looked towards the horizon. It was opposite of where they'd gone from, and it looked like it lead to an area that would be good for hiding in.

"This way, perhaps?" he said, questioning his own judgement, and looked to Sierra. Crossing his arms, Sol sighed, he didn't really want to guarantee anything despite being rather sure.

"I mean, it's my best guess. And believe me, it's a guess, though I'd say that, given that we saw nothing from where we came from, and where this path is going, there's an about 50 percent chance of it being the right way, which is better than the other directions."
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Alfred Frye

"Chances are we would have more luck finding our man on this side of the line between Earth and Limbo; here at least we have some general area in which to search through, rather than the occasional haphazard nature of Limbo. Granted, such intricacies are more common in the thresholds between the two worlds, where things are wilder, and some would argue, more interesting. The deeper you go into Limbo, the more mundane it gets."

"So I've heard," Alfred replied, thinking back at an explanation he'd heard. He knew it wasn't exactly alike, but it was an akin description. It was where he'd gotten the whole: "milk and cereal" description.

"Well, mundane might not be the word they used, but I've heard something similar." He stopped swirling the bag in his hand as Daniel started explaining how to actually enter Limbo. He couldn't help but go quiet and listening, it was odd how something that interested him could make him lean forward and actually listen, not just rely on his perfect memory to catch everything he half-halfheartedly paid attention to.

"As for actually getting in to Limbo, that is another matter entirely; it is not as if you can simply stumble across a tear in the fabric of dimensions, they are hidden by spell-locks, and these locks are hidden as well, but not too well hidden to the point where they are invisible.

Normal people, that is those without a magical inclination wouldn't notice them even if staring directly at them, simply doesn't register to them in their field of view, a bit like a perception filter. Whereas those with magical talent like you or I, with a little effort and concentration, we can sense their presence, and begin to home in on their location; eventually, we'd start to see them. It's not a passive ability, you'll only see them so long as you look for them."

Alfred raised an eyebrow, but tried to look for what Daniel was talking about. It took some effort and getting used to, but suddenly he could see an outline. And then several more, odd looking ones, but clearly some sort of locks.

"We should perhaps check in with Sierra and Solomon, see if they have turned anything up yet."

"That's up to you, I assume you're the "leader" out of the two of us," he replied, and kept looking towards the locks. He wondered how he was supposed to open them, there had to be some sort of method, right? Was just anyone with magical abilities able to do it?

"I mean, I still think we'd have a better chance if we went to Limbo. So, these locks, can just like, anyone with magical abilities open them?"

"That's up to you, I assume you're the 'leader' out of the two of us," Alfred remarked, seemingly looking at something, Daniel figured that he might be attempting to locate a spell-lock, which given what they were just talking about, seemed all the more logical.

"I mean, I still think we'd have a better chance if we went to Limbo. So, these locks, can just like, anyone with magical abilities open them?" To this Daniel internally ummed and ahhed for a moment or two as he tried to think of a simple explanation to best explain it.

"Yes and no at the same time Alfred. As you are no doubt aware, magic is a complicated power, in order to wield it effectively, one must understand how their powers work, and to train their skills in order to unlock their full potential. Since I do not know how far along this process you are Alfred, I cannot make an accurate guess as to how quickly you would be able to accomplish such a task. That's not to say you can't do it, it just might take a while is all." Whilst Daniel was talking, he was busy pulling his phone and typing in the number to Sierra's phone. It rang a few times before the call connected.

"Ah, Sierra, I was wondering if either you or Solomon have made any progress so far in your investigation?"

"Ok, so for lack of a more elegant solution, i'm storing the foam....stuff? Prefoam? Liquid, i'm storing the liquid in these. It's a pretty quick liquid , i.e. you'll only really have time to pour it out, after which it will expand rapidly so i wouldn't stay near it immediately afterward. I'm making another batch just in case we need a large load of it for that sealing of paths idea you were mentioning. Preferably, pouring it on the guy would be optimal but if you want to chuck it then go ahead. Just be warned that it may take a second or two to react."

"Very nice," Juliet said, weighing the bottle in her hand.

She glanced around their surroundings, things had remained relatively quiet in their region and that seemed unlikely to change for the moment. Perhaps one of the others had encountered something more? If so they hadn't sent a message, still it would be good to check up to make sure everyone was still in contact.

"We should check in with the others, see if things have been any more exciting on their end," she said, before she sent a simple text to the group.

'All good here anyone have anything 2 report'

Sierra nodded to Sol as her phone went off, both from Daniel and Juliet. She walked away from where Sol had said he thought the target went as she answered.

"Hey Daniel, we just found a lead, and a possible direction they went. We where about to investigate when you called. I'll send out a text if we learn any thing." She said, then hung up, and then fired off the same message to Juliet, then a second text as a group message with they're location should the desire to come help, before turning back to Sol giving him the thumbs up.

The two went in the direction Sol had guessed the target went, searching a few hiding places as they went. That is till they saw them, standing there, almost tauntingly before the target dashed off in into a oddly shaped building with about 3 and a half floors.

Sierra quickly sent every one a text with the building location with the extra message of 'here they are'. "Alright, text sent, for now we should wait to the others arrive. On the grounds of, 'I'm sure the target picked this building for a reason'."

"Hey Daniel, we just found a lead and a possible direction they went. We were about to investigate when you called. I'll send out a text if we learn anything." Responded Sierra on the phone before abruptly hanging up. Moments later he received a message from her, along with the picture of a building, presumably the one both she and Solomon were at currently.

"Guess you were right Alfred, looks like Sierra and Solomon found something in Limbo. Shows what I know eh?" Daniel remarked with a smile as he took to looking at the lock that Alfred had found earlier. It looked to be a fairly simple one in comparison to some of the others he had encountered in ages past.

On the front was a series of five rings, each decorated with a series of seemingly random lines, some which appeared to connect to other lines on the surrounding rings. From what Daniel could gather, all one simply had to do was align the rings in such a way that, when they were all rotated to the right position, a pattern would be created, and the lock would come undone, allowing a person access to Limbo.

It took him only a minute or two to find the right combination so to speak, and the moment the pattern vanished, a visible crack appeared, which then turned into a small swirling void of seemingly random colours. It was around this time that Sierra then sent another message to the group. Like before, it was a picture, but it had the simple verbal instruction of; 'here they are' written in bold.

He took a moment to compare the two images they had been sent, and compared their relative locations to where both he and Alfred were currently; whether it was by luck or sheer coincidence, the portal that Alfred found should deposit them in a place not too far off from the target building.

"Looks like you are about to get your wish Alfred, follow me. But be careful when stepping through, first-time entry into Limbo can make some people feel a bit nauseous, so I have heard." Daniel said with caution before entering the portal.

Solomon Thorn

Sol respectfully stepped a bit away when Sierra took the phone-call. It was likely one of the other groups, but he didn't want to risk listening into something he shouldn't if it was someone else. Unsurprisingly, Sierra did not address it, though she gave him a thumbs up when she returned. Then they went looking for the target.

Looking around didn't take long. And that was good, because really, getting the job finished would sooner rather than later meant he could spend the rest of the day somewhere that wasn't outside his own realm.

Sol was happy to be right, and felt a sense of satistfaction as the traces lead them to where the target was. The target looked almost as if he was waiting for them by the way he stood there, watching them before running into an odd building. Sure, there were other strange buildings around, but something about this one seemed off. He didn't want to risk going inside with only the two of them, not when the target had waited for them to show up before heading into that specific building. It seemed like Sierra had the same thought, as she started typing something on her phone, then addressed him.

"Alright, text sent, for now we should wait to the others arrive. On the grounds of, 'I'm sure the target picked this building for a reason'."

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing," Sol said, and eyed the building. "The target seemed to be waiting for us. Ideally, we'd not let him choose the battle-ground, but we should at the very least try to gain the upper hand. It's easier to deal with this in a peaceful manner if we're able to make it clear that there's no way to defeat us." He felt at the gun in his pocket. He really didn't want to end up using it at what might be a kid.

Not that I'll likely be the one to finish the job if something were to happen, though... Yeah, that's not really helping.

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Alfred Frye

"Yes and no at the same time Alfred. As you are no doubt aware, magic is a complicated power, in order to wield it effectively, one must understand how their powers work, and to train their skills in order to unlock their full potential. Since I do not know how far along this process you are Alfred, I cannot make an accurate guess as to how quickly you would be able to accomplish such a task. That's not to say you can't do it, it just might take a while is all."

Alfred nodded. "It likely would, I'm not that far in understanding the non-contract part of my magic. Still, if it is an intellectual issue, I might be able to do better than expected." He didn't want to explain why, people always started treating him different when they found out that he was a "genius", whatever good that ever did him.

Not that I think an angel would care much about it. Nor impressed.

He kept an eye on the people passing by as Daniel took care of the phone call, listening to the conversation the other had as he made sure no one suspicious walked by. With his keen sense of hearing, he could hear both what Sierra and Daniel said, thus it was no surprise when

"Guess you were right Alfred, looks like Sierra and Solomon found something in Limbo. Shows what I know eh?"

The way Daniel said it made Alfred uncertain whether it was meant as a nice thing or if Daniel was miffed about Alfred being right, but the best way to address it seemed to give the other a halfhearted shrug and a smile.

"I guess so."

I was just trying to get us to go to Limbo, but this works out well.

"Looks like you are about to get your wish Alfred, follow me. But be careful when stepping through, first-time entry into Limbo can make some people feel a bit nauseous, so I have heard."

"Oh, okay," Alfred replied, leaning over the phone to see the picture of the building they were headed for. He watched closely as Daniel opened the lock, examining every single action, trying to figure out exactly how it worked, interest keen and attention on the lock. Finally, the portal was opened.

The youth was not hesitating a single second as he entered the portal. He had been wanting to do this since he had heard about Limbo, and doing it in a somewhat "safe" environment meant that he had the chance to really take it in. He didn't really feel any nausea when he entered. Instead it felt... oddly comforting. There was something nice about Limbo. Removing the amulet he'd been given to prevent the whole aether poisoning, and the feeling of comfort got stronger. He could feel the aether in the air, and it just felt kind of right to him. Whether that was because of his natural abilities or because of the whole demon deal thing was difficult to tell, but he was definitely liking Limbo thus far.

"Wow, this is..." He started flying, hoping to get a bit more of a view. Things looked different, but there was conformity to it. It made more sense than he had expected it to. "This is really cool!" he said from about fifteen feet above Daniel. "Oh, I think I can see that building from the picture.. It's like, perhaps two minutes of walking from here. Want me to show you the way?"

"We should check in with the others, see if things have been any more exciting on their end."

Mira nodded her head at that while silently pointing out to herself that if they had found anything exciting on their end, they probably would have heard of it by now. Still, it was in a leader's duty to check so she didn't outwardly say that. She let Juliet text undisturbed, taking the time to make sure that their rice cooker was sealed properly so that, if they suddenly needed to move quickly, it wouldn't spill and trigger an accident. Of course, she also realized that it probably would have been best to also buy some sort of carrying bag while they were shopping, mostly for easy transport of the backup foam...but considering she didn't know she would have enough to make a backup, she didn't beat herself up over it. Still...it was going to be a pain to carry.

Once she was done, Mirabelle decided to check her texts to see if anyone had responded. She saw Juliet's text clear as day, and couple from Sierra talking about a possible lead and giving their coordinates. She was about to put her phone back into her pocket to ask if Juliet wanted to go to them before she saw another text pop up from Sierra, simply saying 'here they are'. She put her phone away after that and took the rice cooker into her hand before looking back at Juliet and saying, "Well...i guess we better hurry to them, before they get flanked or something."

Of course, saying that was all well and good but she couldn't get to limbo by herself so she looked at Juliet and waited, ready to move when she did.

As he appeared from the other side of the portal, it looked as though they arrived in a variant of the street they were just in and saw a momentary flicker of the people passing by before it faded, leaving them with an empty street. The surroundings, Daniel at least, were more vibrant and colourful compared to its counterpart Earth-side. He felt a slight glow across his person as the aether brushed passed him.

Daniel briefly remembered his last visit to Limbo, when he first arrived in Japan months back; he hoped that things wouldn't play out the same way twice. He doubted it, given Sierra's boost in power, but one must not be careless.

"Wow, this is..." Daniel could hear Alfred above him, looking up, he could see the young man flying above him. "This is really cool!" He then looked around his surroundings a bit before looking down at Daniel. "Oh, I think I can see that building from the picture... It's like, perhaps two minutes of walking from here. Want me to show you the way?"

"Sure, lead the way Alfred; a pair of eyes in the sky are always useful," Daniel said as he gestured onwards.

"Well...i guess we better hurry to them, before they get flanked or something."

Juliet nodded and focused her energy on her eyes. The pupils gradually became catlike as things just beyond normal view came sharply into focus. There one is, easy enough. It had been a while since she'd had any reason or inclination to mess around with spell-locks, but she doubted they would give her any trouble.

Every lock could be different, or so she had heard, but this one was relatively simple. Multiple rings of symbols around a series of spheres, clearly meant to be aligned in some way to open the way. At a glance it looked intimidatingly complex, but after a minute or two of consideration and testing proved to be a simple puzzle of matching symbols with similar meanings.

"Let's go, don't want the others getting into trouble without us," she said, stepping through the swirling rift and into Limbo.

There was a sudden sense of weightlessness, a lightness in her stomach as the shift in aether washed over her. She drank it in, feeling her powers rise back closer towards their true extent. As much fun as she had on Earth she missed this feeling. her wings spread behind her and for a moment she let electricity crackle across her fingertips to test its heat.

"This way," she said, taking off towards the others while making sure Mira stayed close behind. With a little luck they would arrive quickly.

"Assuming a peaceful resolution is even an option." Sierra replied as they waited for the others to arrive. "Personally. I'm all for this not coming to blows. Been enough pointless blood shed of late I think." she added, motioning Sol to follow her behind a wrapped wall to keep out of the line of sight of anyone inside.

As they waited Sierra just stared out into the void, or peaked around their cover to see if there was anything of note going on."Huh ... Hey, Sol, look at that." she said, pointing to something off in the distance. "Don't see that often." The 'thing' she was pointing to was a massive beast 'swimming' in the raw Aether of Limbo. "Must be pretty young if it's wandered this far into the 'shallows'." she said, as the beast swam ideally in the distance. "It's an Abysalysc. Don't worry, we're safe. They might be as dangerous as a particularly ill tempered and VERY pissed off Honey Badger, but so long as it doesn't see us, we'll be fine, and this one is apparently isn't old enough to have fully developed Aether senses, so it probably doesn't even know we're here let alone where it is." she comment as the others started to arrive.

Solomon Thorn

"Assuming a peaceful resolution is even an option. Personally. I'm all for this not coming to blows. Been enough pointless blood shed of late I think."

"Well, I'd hate to end up killing a person for being a thief," Sol replied. "Especially if we're just helping the local cops. Seems like a bit of an overreaction."

Not that I'm biased. Nope. Obviously not.

His mind didn't get enough time to get off track this time, as Sierra spoke, carefully.

"Huh ... Hey, Sol, look at that. Don't see that often."

Sierra said, pointing at something further off. Sol turned around and saw a huge beast in the distance. His first reaction was to reach for his weapons, the only way a hunter really reacted to anything in a hostile enviroment. Not that his weapons would do much good against something like this. He listened to what Sierra said, taking it in, but it took a brief moment for his brain to go from "holy shit I need to deal with this or get the fuck out of the way" to "okay I'll listen to what people are saying".

"It's an Abysalysc. Don't worry, we're safe. They might be as dangerous as a particularly ill tempered and VERY pissed off Honey Badger, but so long as it doesn't see us, we'll be fine, and this one is apparently isn't old enough to have fully developed Aether senses, so it probably doesn't even know we're here let alone where it is."

"Right." Sol looked at the creature, trying to keep his body from tensing anymore. It didn't take long, but he had to force his breath out -he hadn't even realized he was holding it- and almost pry the gun from his own hand. He then looked back at Sierra with a slightly sheepish smile. "To be completely honest, I'm kinda still a little worried, though. It's as if I have this instinct, that tells me that huge monsters are like, dangerous. But I'll trust you in that." He whispered it in a somewhat dry manner, but he wasn't going to make a huge deal out of it, if Sierra was correct -which he had to admit she likely was- then they weren't in too bad of a situation.

Well, not the "hanging off a demon's body in the demon world or whatever" kind of situation anyhow.

Which wasn't much of a relief, but at least it was something.

"So, since we're apparently ignoring the creature in the distance... we've all gathered, what now?"

Sol shrugged. "Surround the guy, try to get a nonviolent resolution?"

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Alfred Frye

"Sure, lead the way Alfred; a pair of eyes in the sky are always useful,"

"Gotcha," he replied, cheerfully, then started leading the way. It was easy for him to get to the others, but he had to be a little mindful of the path where Daniel were walking, on the ground.

He should be able to fly, right? Don't angels fly?

It would've been quicker, but at least the guy seemed to have a decent pace, getting them towards the building where the others were waiting quickly. Just as they were approaching the others, Alfred noticed that Sierra was pointing towards something, and Sol seemed to react in a rather odd manner. At least odd until Alfred turned around himself, and noticed the huge creature in the distance.

"Huh. That's really cool looking."

He looked at the huge beast-like creature in the distance. "What is that, I wonder?" It didn't scare Alfred much. He was quick and pretty much impossible to hurt because of his shield, so he felt fairly confident in his safety. However, it would be trouble if whatever that was came over to them. He decided to land next to Daniel and walk the rest of the way, in case his presence in the sky would make them easier to notice. "It's pretty big, isn't it?"

He wondered if it was one of the creatures Sierra had mentioned earlier. Hadn't she explained that they wouldn't be this "shallow" in though?

I guess that's a question for another time.

He thought to himself, as Juliet and Mira approached as well. "So, since we're apparently ignoring the creature in the distance... we've all gathered, what now?" he asked, wondering who the one to reply would be. Didn't Juliet have the leader position? Or perhaps Sierra in this situation, since she was an expert of the area.

"Gotcha," Spoke Alfred before he took off into the sky and started to fly ahead, with Daniel following close behind, albeit on the ground, which also meant he had to clamber over a few obstacles that were in the way. Up ahead, Daniel could see that Sierra was pointing something out to Sol that looked to be swimming in Aether, though he couldn't hear what was being said.

"Huh. That's really cool looking." He could hear Alfred say as the young man also looked at the creature up ahead. Now that they were getting closer, Daniel got a better looking at it; the creature was a young Abysalysc, something he hadn't seen in a while, about a couple centuries at least, though from what he could recall, they didn't often adventure into the shallow parts, poor thing must have gotten lost.

"It's pretty big, isn't it?" Said Alfred, as he finally decided to land next to Daniel.

"That's nothing Alfred, that there Abysalysc is only a juvenile; the adult ones can grow to at least twice, perhaps even three times that size. The interesting thing about them is that they don't see with normal vision, at least, what is considered normal by Earth standards. Rather they sense their surroundings via the Aether, stay out of its line of vision, and you shouldn't have too many problems."

Eventually, the duo managed to link up with both Sierra and Sol, and it wasn't too much more of a wait for Juliet and Mira to show up as well.

"So, since we're apparently ignoring the creature in the distance... we've all gathered, what now?"

"We should probably traverse this building with haste before our target has the chance to escape, or set up any sort of traps. Not the most eloquent plan I know. Shame we don't know where in the building he has run off to."

"Let's go, don't want the others getting into trouble without us." Juliet said as a swirling portal appeared before them. Mira hadn't known how Juliet was going to get them to Limbo or what to expect but apparently it involved solving some puzzle that Juliet was easily able to solve. Either way, she didn't expect to need to bother with those for a while. Stepping into Limbo with her, Mira followed Juliet from the ground at a good pace, not really needing to take it slow with the container. Soon enough, they met up with the others, already having gathered up and staring at/talking about what looked like a space whale monster.

"So, since we're apparently ignoring the creature in the distance... we've all gathered, what now?"

"We should probably traverse this building with haste before our target has the chance to escape, or set up any sort of traps. Not the most eloquent plan I know. Shame we don't know where in the building he has run off to."

Not bothering to question the giant whale, she stopped and said, "Sorry for the delay. We were making...well, something that may help with that plan actually, if we're just running in and trying to force him out." Presenting the rice cooker, she then said, "This will make a quick expanding foam that we can use to maybe block an entrance or something. Juliet has a few smaller ones on her as well to use against the target himself if you want. Either way, it at least gives us more options..."

Juliet paused to assess the situation as the everyone arrived, the Abysalysc could be problematic but on the other hand it could be to their advantage. It was foul tempered enough to probably attack them if it noticed, but that should apply to their target as well, which might make it harder for them to run.

"We should probably traverse this building with haste before our target has the chance to escape, or set up any sort of traps. Not the most eloquent plan I know. Shame we don't know where in the building he has run off to."

"About what I was going to suggest," she said "The Abysalysc should make it harder for them to run away, since they'll want to avoid its notice too. We should try to stick together more in here, Sierra should take the front of the party seeing as she's probably the strongest physically, Sol I want you to stay near the back and keep your eyes open for anything sneaking up on us."

She paused to survey the group.

"Any questions? If not then let's move."

"Not so much a question as a warning." Sierra started.

"When we first spotted the target it seemed as though they where waiting for us, so I doubt highly this building was free of traps, or some sort of defenses when they entered." Sierra explained. "I would have preferred to do a little out side recon, ya know, fly around peaking in the windows, but given our guest floating in the distance I thought better of it. So be extra careful."

After that she turned to Juliet specifically. "Not to throw Mira under the buss here, but she is made out of metal, and is further enchanted to be even more sturdy. Where as I am nether of those things." Emphasizing this by pulling the collar of her shirt a side enough to expose part of the massive scar on her torso. "So I think Mira should take point, with me right behind her for support."

Juliet nodded as Sierra gave her advice, it was sound for the most part and certainly Sierra understood her own durability better than she did. She wasn't certain about Mira's hardiness herself, but then she couldn't recall seeing her ever being hurt badly. Besides she was a construct, which meant that at the very least it ought to be possible to repair her if she was damaged.

"Good point," she said "Mira, take point then, and it should go without saying if anyone spots a trap then let us know."

"Now then, let's go."

With Mira on point and Sierra right behind her as they entered the building, followed by the rest of the group.

As they all entered they felt a 'shift' similar to when they entered Limbo and in stead of the twisted inside of a building, they where greeted by a room, with eight visible doors on two floors and a hallway on each floor promising more doors. The room it self was fairly well lit, a couple of plants as decoration, some from Earth, some from the Demon Realm, and some from the Angelic Realm and looked as though it had been generally well kept and looked a lot like a Hotel in a way.

Sierra, not sensing any immediate danger, walked up to one door and gave the knob a twist, only to find it was locked, then moved to the next one, which wasn't locked, and when opened lead to a dimly lit hallway where one could hear the unmistakable sound of a cheering crowd at a rock concert, AC/DC from the sound of it.

After closing that door, Sierra just shrugged. "Guess this is where we play 'find the right door'."

Solomon Thorn

"Mira, take point then, and it should go without saying if anyone spots a trap then let us know."

Sol didn't know how he felt about anyone being in front, being the "shield" in case something happened. Ideally, they'd have another plan, another way around. However, he was aware of that not everything went the way it should've according to his own sensibilities, and besides, he didn't know if Mira felt as if she was being used, or simply of use. Those two were worlds apart. Still, he made sure to keep an eye on her expression as Sierra and Juliet made the decision for her.

Not that they don't have a point, of course.

Oh well. Nothing to do about it. They didn't get far into the building before something felt out of place. Somehow, they'd been taken elsewhere, there was the same tingly feeling as Sol'd felt when he entered Limbo. It was as if they'd entered another realm, and a shill went down his spine.

Is this really another place? Does that mean...

He shut it out, tried to focus on the doors and the decorations instead. The more economical -or perhaps opportunist was a better word- part of him started wondering how old those decorations were, where they were from, and what they'd be worth. The more seasoned, experienced part, however, knew that taking those was somewhat likely to trigger a trap of some kind.

"Guess this is where we play 'find the right door'."

"I'll try to unlock the locked door. And other locked doors, if we find them. It could just be nothing, but if the open doors yield nothing... well, it feels like it'd be a waste."

He started to work on the door, hoping to get it open in less than a minute with the proper tools, keeping an eye on the lock and door to ensure he didn't accidentally trigger some trap or something. Forcing the lock wouldn't be safe, which was why he was very careful while trying to unlock the door.

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Alfred Frye

"Not to throw Mira under the buss here, but she is made out of metal, and is further enchanted to be even more sturdy. Where as I am nether of those things. So I think Mira should take point, with me right behind her for support."

There was a moment where Alfred considered letting them know that he had this indestructible shield around him and all that, but he decided against it. It was a good opportunity for him to learn a little more about his team-members, both simply letting them make decisions, and potentially seeing how much of a hit Mira really could take.

Besides, I know my ability to fly is retained in Limbo, but I still don't know if it has had any effects on the rest of my powers. I could risk going first and then getting killed because of the wind suddenly no longer protecting me. Or going too far.

He did feel energized, after all. And if anyone asked -presumably after finding out about the extent of his abilities-, the fact that he didn't know if it worked as it was supposed to was what he was going to answer.

I didn't come this far to die on a minor mission, capturing someone using their abilities do petty crime.

The walk into the building was followed by the same feeling as before, the feeling of them being transported to another realm. If so... well, that would explain the odd decorations. However, there was so many questions that followed; why that building? What were they going to go looking for? Were they in another realm, or was this just a special area in Limbo? Deep in thought, Alfred didn't notice that they'd stopped before someone in front of him suddenly stopped moving, and he almost stumbled in his attempt to stop. Luckily, he didn't stumble nor walk into someone, but he couldn't help but feel silly.

"Guess this is where we play 'find the right door'."

"Well, okay," Alfred said, and reached for a nearby door, twisting the knob and opening the door. Staring into what could only be described as some sort of desert, he raised an eyebrow. He could see something in the distance, not a pyramid but something akin to it, and he wondered where exactly the door led. "Well, that's not the right place." He shut the door, carefully, and looked around. There sure was a lot of doors. Wasn't there a more practical way of checking all of them? Would it be safe if they could just open them all at once?

I don't understand anything about this place.

Well, that wasn't true. Given the feeling he had felt when they'd entered the building, and the way every door seemed to lead to real, vivid locations, it was likely what one could refer to a some sort of main building for "travel" through the locks. That was how it seemed to him, at least. If so... He looked around, and then at Sierra. "How do we know if it's the right door?" he asked. "I mean, what exactly are we looking for?" He voiced the question loudly, so that everyone could hear it. He wasn't entirely sure himself, and kept thinking aloud.

"Do we know where he'd go? Did he leave, or are we looking for a door "further" into this place?"

"Not to throw Mira under the bus here, but she is made out of metal, and is further enchanted to be even more sturdy. Whereas I am neither of those things." Sierra remarked, emphasizing her point by pulling the collar of her shirt aside to reveal part of a rather large scar, a reminder of her first trip to Limbo. "So I think Mira should take point, with me right behind her for support."

A scar like that would give some pause in wanting to come back to this place, but I guess your situation has improved recently Sierra.

As they crossed the threshold of the building Daniel could feel another shift transpire, whilst the first one between Earth and Limbo felt like a wave crashing against the rocks to him, this one was more a ripple in a pond by comparison. The sight of the room before was rather... unusual, and by that he meant, unusual for a place like Limbo, as this seemed to be rather neat and tidy.

Daniel noticed the eight doors spread across the two floor that the realm was in, with a corridor on each that presumably lead to further doors. A few of the plants that were on display to give this place a more homely vibe were definitely of Angelic nature, the sight of them almost brought a smile of his face as he was reminded briefly of the gardens back home, where he would often spend the time reading in them.

"Guess this is where we play 'find the right door'." Sierra said with a shrug.

"Quite, perhaps the wrong doors might lead us to the correct one? A sort of clue if you know what I mean?" He asked, unsure if what he said made sense. Daniel then headed up one of the flights of stairs to the upper floor, and towards the first floor that he came across. The door handle appeared to be a little stiff in response at first, but eventually gave way, and showed him some hilly countryside, mostly devoid of features save for a few trees, and what looked like a structure similar to Stonehenge, if some of the stones had been repositioned.

'Huh, well that was a little odd.' Daniel thought to himself as he looked around the room, trying to find some sort of pattern or layout as to how the doors were arranged.

"I mean, what exactly are we looking for?" Alfred asked aloud, drawing the Angel's attention.

"Do we know where he'd go? Did he leave, or are we looking for a door "further" into this place?"

"I imagine one of the doors leads further into or further up the building, depending on of course how the structure of this place works in Limbo. If he left though, then this is a sure way to slow us down."

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