(I'm taking it that the general consensus is yes and if not, I'm gonna do it anyways so).
N E X T . D A Y
Sylvia is up at a fairly early time, though it's a little later than usual - the events yesterday must have tired her out and knocked her schedule a little, but it was no biggie. Work is not until much later, but she decides that she probably should do something productive today. Maybe she could find Mason and find out a little more about these hard-hitter demons he kept harking on about. Entering her living room, her eyes travel to the blaring television and she suddenly remembers her guest, as if she could forget. Roisin is sleeping soundly and Sylvia does not wish to wake her. She would go for a short walk and make breakfast upon returning. As quietly as she can, Sylvia slips out of her apartment and swiftly makes her way downstairs at quite a quick pace. She passes a few people, but does not greet them. She was not one to really make friends with the neighbors. Before exiting the building, she makes sure she is wearing a cross necklace. Not that she was planning to go hunting at this time, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
As Rajan walks he bumbs into Sylvia losing his balance and falling to the ground "can't you watch where your going?" he says rather crudely, much different from what his normal self. he had yet to have his morning coffee. while tired he tended to return to his Jamaican heritage. his accent sharpens and the words roll out of his mouth"Gallis nah fret when badman ah walk pwan street. nah pre when mi ah see you yah nah wake pwan morning" he says in a crisp Jamaican accent. he gets up and brushes his self off."cha man" he says looking at her.
(translation: girl you cant watch out where your walking when a man of importance and stature with bad intentions walks. you wont wake to see morning next time. god man. | i'm Jamaican i though it would be nice to add some patwa for character affect.)
"we have been looking all night, the sun is rising and still no sign of her, are you sure she even lives around here?" Crowley shouts at the angel, who had practically led him in a circle all night.
"sorry, yes I am sure she is near, it's just...someone around here isn't vary into angels. Enochian symbols are all around the casino a few blocks away and it is throwing off my ability to track her human soul. couple that with the fact that, as a hunter, she is probably ccarrying a hex bag, preventing demons from locating her soul..." Cas states,
"and we are practically blind guys search a haystack for a needle." Crowley finishes.
"wait, that's her over there." Castiel says pointing to the girl as she exits a building about a block away from them. "come on, lets go." he says walking towards her.
Crowley follows him "finally." he says, obviously upset with how close they had been to her this whole time.
She had felt someone collide with her, but she had only stumbled for a moment. She recognizes him from yesterday, as the strange warlock in the bar, and her mouth curls. As he speaks a language she is unfamiliar with, her eyes narrow slightly and she responds to the only part she understood, "You walked into me." she states coldly, though she isn't really in the mood for confrontation and leaves it at that. Tearing her gaze from him, her eyes focus in on two males approaching her, one of whom she recognizes. Instinctively, she fumbles for the chain around her neck and takes several steps back.
Rajan touches her shoulder"i didn't know hunters demons and angels had morning walks together" he slurred the words together. he watched them come closer and closer. "you either have terrible luck or your blessed by god himself" Rajan says slowly walking back.
"i would love to see where this is going but i should go get my coffee before things get out of hand"
Crowley stops as he sees the girls face. he kept his distance until Castiel could explain things "hello agian love, sorry about last night...Hope there wasn't any stains." he says to her cheekily.
Cas continues to walk to her until he is right upon her. he smiles at the cross in her hand and says "hello, I am Castiel, I am an angel of the Lord. I have been sent by the devine grace of God to help you save the monsters, and vanquish the wicked. my associate, Mr.Crowley is also here to help." he says turning and realizing Crowley was still a few paces behind him, he gestures for crowley to move closer, but Crowley refuses.
Antonio was in his gym working out. He was basically demolishing a punching bag. There where plenty of new ones in his gym, but he still worked on an old ragged bag. He looked around his gym, smilling at the other men and women inside. He knew he needed to get serious, he realized yesterday he had a lot of training before he was a serious hunter.
He looked outside and noticed four people outside. He smiled as he recognized three of them. He was still in his work out suit, but decided to head outside. "Hey yo, what's going on out here. I don't need no trouble outside my business."
Sylvia takes a step back, deeming Castiel to be uncomfortably close. She had been about to snap back at Crowley, but her attention was caught when the other male began to speak. She listens intently, but keeps her eye on the one she knows to be a danger. An angel? Through her research, Sylvia had come across angels, but she had never been the most religious of people. Her mouth twitches, "You realize your associate," she jerks her head towards Crowley, "Is a demon?"
Castiel looks at the girl a bit confused then has a realization. "of course, you are a hunter so, his kind would be seen as pure evil, darkness incarnate, the most diabolical, disgusting, putrid creatures to crawl out of the shadow of creation... Castiel says.
"you do realize I am standing right here." Crowley says, insulted.
"yes, I have not forgotten where you where standing, I have a fantastic memory." Castiel says, not getting that it was a rhetorical question "my point is that Demons are all of these things. but he is no ordinary demon, when Satan created him he made him to be the perfect crossroads demon. he could sell sin to a saint because he could understand a saint. he was given free will to better understand your needs, and it is what allowed him to break out of hell and relinquish his bonds with Lucifer. he can be good, I am here to make sure he is good, and you...you are going to teach him to be good." Castiel says matter of factly, with a grin on his face.
Grinding her teeth, Sylvia eyes Crowley up once more before turning her attention to Castiel, "You claim to be an angel, but you are clearly a mad man." she tells him bitterly, "I already have one little monster to babysit; what makes you think I want another?" She had not meant to say that, but she was cranky. What did they think she was running - a rehabilitation center for the evil? No, she was a hunter. That was all she was, "If you are an angel, as you say your are, surely you can teach him." It was a statement, not a question.
"angels do not have the freedom of will humans have." Castiel says bluntly. we have a form of freedom, but there are guidelines to follow. I can't teach him to be good because I do not understand it myself. it is second nature to me." Cas looks up at the sky. "he needed us to be good at all times, to protect humans, so he gave us are minds devoid of sin. you humans have a unique gift and now, so does Crowley. you can be good or evil because both are natures that are taught to you, learned. you are not born good nor evil, you decide through your own understanding. that is why I can not teach him." Castiel says to her. "as for the vampire you are helping, it might be easier for both of them knowing they are not the only monsters trying to be something they where not born to be."
Crowley looked at cas as he talked about Angels being forced to do good, no say in the matter. no chance to enjoy sin then repent for it like humans have. he had felt bad for his brothers and sister in hell who followed Lucifer blindly, and now he could feel those same feelings of sympathy for this Angel.
Antonio smiled, he looked at the situation unfolding and was enjobing it. He turned towards the group, an angel, a demon, two hunters, and a warlock. "So what is the issue, and do we really need to do this Infront of my gym. You know what NEVERMIND I'm enjoying this to much. So what seems to he the problem, cause I'm sure we can settle this somewhere else.". He smiled just trying to make small talk, it's how he dealt with confusing situations.
Rajan left the group. he had what he needed and didn't want to know anything else. he was getting more irritated as time went forward and briskly walked to the small cafe. he entered ordering a coffee and sat near the window eyeing the group for afar. "this is new i must say" he said aloud as he continued to sip on his coffee delicately.
Mason woke up ... he looked at his apartment making sure all the wards were intact... no demons no vampires could get him. He didn't train like most hunters but he was always in peak shape. All Mason ever did was follow this urge to rid this world and it worked out fine, having a father who abandoned him and his mother protecting him all those years made him see the world for what it really was a pool of darkness with a few glimmers of light. He put his weapons together and turned around to see someone standing there.
Mason jerks up a moment...."Jesus Jordan don't you reapers don't knock so whats the job today?" he says walking past him.
{Jordan}"You summoned me...Mason". he replied.
Mason looks around ....he had placed his palm on one of his symbols to summon Jordan a reaper who is neutral...."well now that your here how many souls are you taking today?". he asked
{Jordan}"2,398". he replied and Mason drank some coffee.... "And what supernatural creature can i kill to avoid even one of those deaths?
{Jordan}"you know i cannot tell you that.... i can only point you in the right direction...". he says and disappears.
Mason wonders what he meant for a moment and walks back into his bedroom and saw on a paper that 4 rich CEO's died today. Mason hated reaper neutrality but then again reapers followed deaths order they couldn't actively prevent death. Mason thought for a moment... he wanted to see what these four people had in common and find out the source of their death. He left his apartment... looking at the paper he circled their names and looked them up in his phone.
(Basically Males character has taken in a vampire, went on a morning walk and ran into my two characters, an angel castiel and a demon Crowley, Castiel is trying to convince her to train Crowley to do good because she is the only hunter who would even begin to consider doing something like that. if I missed anything I am sorry.)
Mason looked them up in his car... he had a whole high-tech set up in there... most hunters didn't use much tech... sucks for them HA!!!
The only common denominator was that they all were hospitalized at the same time... same hospital in Newport. Other than being rich anything that stemmed from Newport was bad news. He drove to the hospital....he opened up his glove compartment...Hmmm DEA...no... CDC.... no....ahhh yes FBI.... he thought to himself as he walked into the hospital and went to the front desk seeing a nurse there.
He walks up to the Woman..."Excuse me Vella.. is it" (he saw her name tag).."Yes i am agent Mars... i need the four files associated with these names please federal business". He says flashing the badge
Vella's laughter was cut short by a voice. The nurses at the front desk fall silent at the sight of the man, and all of their gazes seem to rest upon the badge. Vella blinks, and then arches her brows. She decides to speak up for the group that had been previously telling each other stories of their past vacations. Vella had never taken a vacation before. But that didn't mean she would toss aside the chance to hear about someone else having a great time. "I'm sorry, but if you're here for federal business I'm going to have to ask you to please speak to one of the administrators," she tells him, her tone apologetic. She wears a half smile upon her face, and then glances over to watch as the other nurses begin to disperse. Guess I won't be hearing the rest of that story. She then returns her attention to the man, knowing very well that she could access the files herself. She could tell he was lying. She could smell it. He isn't with the FBI. There were too many other pungent aromas around him as well. She shudders, getting a sudden chill. There was something about this man she doesn't like. She doesn't like at all. And her muscles visibly begin to tense as she loses her ability to speak for a moment. Vocal cords contracting and throat becoming dry. Swallowing down the words that had wanted to spew, Vella tries to make herself look like she's busy as she fumbles through a calendar on the front desk.
Mason looks at her... notices the tense look on her face... her nose twitched... somehow she knew he was lying...did she hear my heartbeat...is she a monster. He thought but he ignored the thought no she probably just intuitive..he then did something he didn't think he would do... he looked at her...."Look woman ... i am trying to help some people there are a lot of bad things in this world bad people that i can stop but i could really use those files i promise you its for the greater good help me help save some lives. he says laying the proposition on the table.
(just a heads up that i won't be able to post for a day or so, because i need to concentrate on studying, but you're free to continue without me. though i might need a heads up when i get back to this thread. thanks).
Lillian is at home on her couch as she looks at the paper..."Four more souls are going to burn who needs Crowley"[b] she says outloud.
Braiden walks in...[b]"Well hello dear sister, you won't believe what i found today" he says as he drank some wine......"I believe an old one is here in Newport isn't that great... the streets will soon be paved in blood for me and souls for you... so how'd the Crowley thing go... you called about that. He says
Lillian sits up...."That asshole was actually saved by an angel..HA.. can you believe that...no matter theres a crossroads demon that's gaining more souls and power... and i dealt with the Warlock its safe to say that we are in the clear for whats coming next... and kill anyone Crowley has come in contact with so the hunter Sylvia must die a painful death. she says
Braiden looks at her...Sylvia was a well known Vampire Hunter.. Braiden wanted to kill her himself but didn't want to risk possible death..."How do you know Crowley associates with the Hunter he's a demon? he asked. "One of my lesser's noticed them together...so kill her Braiden". she says
And Braiden smiles..."No... sister i'll handle it... not like Sylvia knows every Vampire in Newport... just tell me where she is .. i will handle it my way and if I fail we will do it your way and rip her throat out" he says sadistically ...with a grin but Lillian agreed.
(Sorry, I haven't been on,I had to take care of some important buisness. Here's the detailed description of my character)
He has white hair, emerald green eyes, very pale skinned, wears a black leather jacket, a red button down shirt, black pants, black combat boots, very prominent cheek bones, slightly pointed ears, he is thin not twig like but thin.
With pursed lips, Sylvia's features contort at the mention of the vampire. Eyes flickering to Crowley for a moment, she looks back at the angel before her her voice lowers so that only Castiel may hear, "I will keep your friend out of trouble as best I can, but do not mention Roisin to anyone else, and make sure he understands the same thing." Doubt remained, but she had the feeling that she had little choice in the matter. She was Sylvia, 'defender of humanity', and if that meant looking after a few supernaturals then so be it. "Just-" there is a pause as she inhales and exhales deeply, "Tell me what I need to do."
Castiel whispers to her "your secret is safe with me, and if crowley promises to keep it you can bet he will, I have watched him for quite some time and any deal he has ever made, he followed through on. as for what you need to do, well, take him on your hunting trips. I will also accompany you, but only to make sure he stays...in gods good graces." he says. " also keep the demons from getting to close. he can still be persuaded to do evil, and the chance to have a helpful demon ally will be out the window." he then turns to Crowley and tells him the agreement to keep the Vampire a secret.
"well, I'm not one for favors, I am more of a fair trade kinda guy, but seeing as I don't have a choice, I guess I can agree to those terms." Crowley says so only cas can hear. "next time though, there better be something more in it for me then just I get to stay out of hell, I am tired of you exploiting that."
"So a demon is joining the fray, interesting. Sylvia, I'll be sure to help, not that you'll need it." He showed a slight smile at just the thought of a hunter relying on demons, or more so, the demon relying on the hunter. He decided to actually step closer, he knew not to kill this one, as if he would anyways, Vampires are more of his forte. "Nice to see you again, Crowley, you where the guy at the bar yesterday correct."