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True Flight The One         Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| ((I'm going to start the rp. Enforcement investigators are on site. Black Ops is in HQ waiting on commands from high ups. Research and Development will be helping Black Ops for now, remember Research cannot know what Black Ops is. Black Ops is treated just like enforcement. All heads of departments are not on field. Mikhail is not going to be on field for now.))
"Fancy Mel, this is Gomer Pyle." Melina blinked. "This is Fancy Mel..." she said putting a hand on her ear. "Are you on site?" "Yes, I'm on site..." Her pink high heel boots thumped across the carpet to a large corridor. "What was the treaty signing doing in Los Angeles anyway?" "You know how Angels are... They think they can hid in plain site..." She looked around. Every turn she made the white rabbit ears swished left and right. Melina stuck out like a sore thumb wearing a white collared shirt purple bow, pink overall dress that flared out with a white underskirt. Melina stood there as her eyes glanced in different directions. On the ground were three dead bodies. All sprawled out on the ground with stab wounds to the stomach. They each held a katana. One had brown skin and wore skin tight shorts and a sleeveless shirt. Her eyes thinned as she looked at him. "Are you getting this Gomer Pyle?" "That's Ashika... She was a shape shifting demon. Highest ranked... I didn't know she was going to sign the treaty..." She turned her eyes to the other body. Melina blinked. "There's an aura around him." The body was a male who wore jeans and a white shirt. The shirt was blood stained. Melina's face turned pale. "I feel sad for him..." "That's weird." "What's weird?" Melina asked. "What color is the aura?" "It's blue... just like Bookworm's." "There you have it... He was a mind bender. Andrew Larmont. He was the son of the mayor of New York City.... This has to be suicide..." Melina turned her eyes again looking at the final body. "The seven wings haven't been severed..." She said walking over a body in blood stained cloaks. Melina turned the body over and held a hand over her mouth. "Make that six..." "Where's the seventh wing?" "It's gone... Completely severed off. I'm taking pictures." Melina took out a camera and began to take pictures. She looked up. "I see something..." "What do you see?" "This is my first case ever... I have never ran into this trail before. It lingers all over the bodies... It's a blue trail but it only appears here. It must've worn out everywhere else so we don't know where this is going? It's just that it's so faint too..." "Okay I'll take your word for it... I'm sending this footage to Bookworm. Continue looking around... Gomer Pyle out." |
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Katana Dark Wizard \"She said tonight...come on come on collide...see what I fire feels like..I bet its just like heaven.\"  Since: 08-15-04 From: Philadelphia, P.A. Since last post: 1567 days Last activity: 1384 days |
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| Alice grimaced as she trudged through the grotesque cadavers.
"Suicide?" Alice questioned as Melina finished taking the pictures. Slowly, she crept toward the angel with the severed wing. "It looks like...torture." She concluded with a gasp. |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Melina looked at Alice. "There's no doubt here, the signees killed themselves. This isn't a suicide thought." Melina pointed to the shapeshifter. "Demons usually have an aura around them even after death. But this one has her faded aura and someone elses." Melina smirked. "I thought that Heaven's Bell only had rogue angels and normal humans," she took another picture. "It turns out there's traces of a Mind Bender's aura still here." Melina blinked. "It seems a mind bender's true power of protection pale in comparison to the will of a high ranked angel." Melina sighed. "What I don't get is why the seventh wing is gone... is there something special about it?"
"Fancy Mel, Alice, this is Bookworm." Sounded in their communicators. "I was scanning the area, there are other things in that room so be very careful." |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream  Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1689 days Last activity: 876 days |
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| A wicked smirk crept it's way up his face as he crouched low within the shadow of the spot that engulfed his form. Behind his sunglasses lay two eagle formed eyes as he watched from a great distance.
Death to Hiru was just a game... A slick hand glided it's way through his black and red streaked hair as he pondered his next move during the situation. Getting any closer would reveal his demonic aura to the reader in the murder scene... Fancy Mel, they said. "I do believe this could get a little interesting... " The smirk never left his face, while lifting his body enough to start moving in his crouch, staying within his radius of the shadows, and out of the aura reader's range. Though he wouldn't doubt it if they would catch him anyway. Getting in and out was easy, but staying concealed was a whole other story... |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Fancy Mel nodded and continued to take pictures. "Other things...." She smirked. "I hope we don't run into any valkyries... They're a bitch to fight..." | |||
Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5086 days Last activity: 1396 days |
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| "No Valkyries here, m'dear, only disenchanted Angels."
White stepped into the crime scene. He was part of Black Ops, but doubled as Research, just to ensure no one finds any tracks he might have left during his operations. His aura wings were suppressed, hidden away, but he was an Angel. He spoke like one, acted like one, hell, he frequently admitted he was one. It was sure a pleasure to be a unique in this group of Demons. "Seems peculiar to be able to kill a Chosen. What we are after is powerful indeed. Anomalistic, at best, well, well. Could be part of fate, no treaty between light and dark has ever been signed, and possibly, never will be." White ran a tan hand through his alabaster hair, opening his eyes to witness the scene again. There was little aura trace, but the Chosen did have a wing removed, perhaps that was the key to disabling his power. Adalmus chuckled, he was wearing relatively normal clothing, white and black shoes, white blazer and dress-pants, light blue button-down. To everyone else, he appeared to be an average guy. |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4861 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Mikhail sat in his room, brooding. So, the treaty had failed again...This was significant.
He reached across his desk and raised the phone to his head. There was no need to dial, it was programmed for only one partner. "I want two agents scouting the scene, looking for HIS presence. Pose as Enforcers. That is all." |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Melina looked at White. She nodded. "You're right, we need to put a stop to this treatment towards the angel..." Melina spoke into her headset. "Bookworm what did you research last time with the chosen."
"Everytime the Chosen was killed his seventh wing was severed off. The seventh wing is part of his power but so are the rest of the wings. I'm still looking into this. The problem is... I need a seventh wing to find out. Perhaps an aura feather from that wing... but Heaven's Bell is a sly group. They know what to do... There are no trace of holy weapons, so angels have not killed the signees. There's no evidence of demonic aura too is there Fancy Mel?" Melina blinked and looked around. "My senses are beginning to see purple blend into the scene... something else is here. Neither human nor angel." She looked at White. "You're a high priest do you sense the cold purple color too?" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4861 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Even if one could not see the aura, they could feel it. It became as thick as a weather front, a thick invisible fog. Despite this wave of cold, things grew quiet and calm. Crickets chirped to the silent song of the soft breeze.
And then, as though he had always been there, appeared the man in the long black coat. (Last edited by Cairoi on 05-23-08 04:42 PM) |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Melina looked up at the man with the long cloak. "Bookworm... Are you getting this?" She said looking forward.
Meanwhile back in HQ. A dark female figure began typing on her computer. A screen blinked to see the man with the long coat infront of Fancy Mel. "Fancy Mel, I'm getting everything... What is HE doing here?" Only the glint of her glasses could be seen from the silhouette. Suddenly bars appeared around the figure on the screen. "You have got to be kidding me..." She said aloud. "Get out of there... He's too powerful?" Melina looked around. "The only exit out is infront of us. The other entrances to the scene have been damaged greatly. You can't use these." "I'm getting Boss then." The figure got out of her seat and began to run down the halls. Her face finaly revealed a tan skin tone. She wore a short black skirt, a turtle neck black blouse, a lab coat, and around her neck a black cross with white wings. "Boss!!" She said slamming through the door. "We have a problem! HE's there on the scene and there's no way out of the conference room!" |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4861 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| Mikhail rose, facing Bookworm.
"Just as I suspected. Fernina, we have no time to waste. I want you to call Black Ops and get everyone who can there as soon as possible. I'll be making an appearance as well. It will take all of us to prevent any extra deaths this evening." Mikhail grabbed his blade from its resting place aside his bookcase. As he drew it from its sheath, his six heavenly wings extended in a flash of white light. "Go!" |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Fernina looked at Mikhail. She nodded and looked at him. To you, I'm just your bird in this cage... she thought. "I'm going to call in our newest spell caster as well..." She grabbed her phone and hit zero.
Underground the intercoms went off. "Special Enforcements are needed fellas... Time for you all to get your behinds to the conference center." She pressed 01. Then send. "Okay Rock... You're needed, do your best..." "Yes ma'am... I've been on scene..." A girl said over the phone. She hung up then looked forward. Her red eyes glowed. "Let's go Malachite and Ruby..." She poked two stones that surrounded her. She walked forward into the room. "Messing with humans is very low you know that right?" |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5086 days Last activity: 1396 days |
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| "Well, well, well. This is going to be quite interesting."
A flash of light appeared before White, and in his right hand was a golden spear, his Centurion's armor also covered his body, protecting him from harm. Shall I Judge you? Adalmus wondered if he should try to strike his foe down. Though there were some tricky plagues he would like to try. The communicator in his ear rang off that reinforcements were on their way, what a pity. "Blessing of Shields!" Adalmus shouted at the top of his lungs, and before him, barring the path of the demon upon all sides, were holy shields of purest light. |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Melina looked at the angel. She looked at her partner who was on site with her. "Just so you know. All those reports about angels being show offs were written by me." She points to White. "Proof right there..." She smirked. Melina's rabbit ears bounced as she came into action as winds began to spur around the man. A fierce tornado began to surround him. It grew into category 5 winds... | |||
The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1178 days Last activity: 1178 days |
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| Hat Man stood within the confines of the shadows. Delegated to home base for the Black Ops, the leader of the department got the message, and his eyes narrowed, either in fury or in pleasure. He spoke raspy words through the twisting nether of his form. "I'm going."
At the scene of the action, the shadows in the background grew bold and pronounced, and Hat Man made his entry, and stared at the aggressor. "They will run. Perhaps I will not." His words were ice as they scratched against the air. This man in the long black coat seemed very familiar. (OOC: I am going about this the right way, right?) |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| "Fancy Mel, Alice..." This was heard in their communicators. "This is book worm... get out of there!!"
"Alright!" Melina said grabbing Alice's hand. "Let's get out of here, obviously this isn't a battle we need to get involved in. "That's right," a girl that looked no younger than 18 walked in. "This for the special enforcements got it agent?" Melina looked at the girl. She stared that girl down. "You're a demon..." She said blinking. "A spellcaster... what's a spellcaster doing?" The girl put a hand through her green hair and stomped the ground. Boulder's flew up and flew straight at the man. "I'm here to help. Leave while you can..." Melina nodded and looked over at the shape shifter. "I bet you're above her... well we're off!!" Melina began to head for the door with Alice's hand in her's. (Last edited by One Shot One Kill on 05-24-08 01:46 AM) |
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Cairoi This isn't about you and your loud mouth, This is about me and my fucking beard. Since: 08-29-04 From: PA Since last post: 4861 days Last activity: 4484 days |
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| The man in the long black coat lifted his hand as he disappeared behind the barrage of attacks. The shields of holy energy surrounding him flew outwards, absorbing the blow of the boulders before dissipating. The insane winds seemed not even to affect the man in the long black coat, as with a raise of his hand, it died down.
It was as if nothing had happened to him. Mikhail flew through the air at supersonic speeds. The Man in the Long Black Coat was something different than anything anyone had ever faced before. Would they still be alive when he arrived? The thought of his best agents sprawled dead on the ground willed his wings to fly faster. |
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Kaijin Surohm Living the dream Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 1689 days Last activity: 876 days |
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| "Purple?" Hiru though to himself. He raised an arm and looked at it to see any Purple Auras, but felt at a loss. Of course it didn't take long for it to click they were in on him.
He quickly froze as he kept perfectly still in his little hiding spot, and as the weapons began to come out, his sun glasses began to slide down the bridge of his nose while at a loss. He seriously doubted he could win against a group that big. No, he knew better. Then the fire tornado hit elsewhere. Completely at a loss, he just blinked as he started at the miniature war that almost happened in the room, while still no idea how there was room for another to hide. "Now now, thoughts best left to old sages and those with less luck." |
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True Flight The One Since: 08-21-04 Since last post: 112 days Last activity: 112 days |
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| Melina leads Alice out of the conference center. The two stand outside away from the battle going on. "That was not the aura that was covering everything up..." She said to her communicator. "I knew that purple aura belonged to him... but the other one was a bit of a different shade..... I never saw it before..."
The girl smirked as she kicked up more boulders sending straight at the man in the long coat. "Don't be fooled..." She said with a smirk as she kept using the boulders she sent to the man as a diversion for Mikhail and her upper boss. |
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Xeios You WANKER! Since: 08-16-04 Since last post: 5086 days Last activity: 1396 days |
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| Adalmus clapped his hands, the man in the long coat dismissed his attacks with the wave of a hand, impressive.
"A show-off would have done more than that, my dear." He turned his eyes back to the man in the long coat, what a terribly long name for a powerful villain to have. Clearly something shorter was in order if the victim of his was to be able to shout his whole name out before death. 'The Man in the Long Coat' surely does not roll off the tongue, nor does it work well in a sense of urgency. "He, is the true show-off, dismissing our offense as though it were nothing, though actually expending quite a bit of energy." I wonder how deep the rabbit-hole of his power goes? Would he do well in an extended bout? Or is his power expelled as quickly as a fifteen-year-old's? (lo-fucking-l) |
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