Rosesong

Tema, there's no need to worry. Admittedly, I don't post as often as I should considering I stay at school for 11-13 hours 4 days a week, with the 5th day being a regularly timed school day. Just post when you can, it's all good

In the Bank Rose hugged the younger girl tightly, soothing her in hush tones. "It's all right Enya, no one can harm you now," she murmured, adding, "Or Ace," as an afterthought. "Who exactly saw Ace, and why would they take him from you," she tried to ask the younger girl. Looking up at Ethic, she mouthed, What happened to her? Gestas rolled his eyes and tapped his foot impatiently. "This sentiment is getting on my nerves, and quite frankly is wasting my time," he said with more impatience than normal. "Plus, I have that fool to deal with... Ah, of course, why didn't I think of this before. Morgana!" he called with a tap of his staff, and in a puff of smoke a young woman appeared. Her jet black hair was pulled into a bun, showing her pale face with a scar crossing down her left eye. The long navy robes she wore swirled around her frame as the air stilled. "You called, Gestas?" she inquired in a low, monotone that could send a shiver of fear down the toughest person's spine. Looking rather pleased for once, Gestas clapped his hands. "It's time for you to make up for trying to steal from the weaponry vault. Bring the wayward aura user back to his vault; it's time he learned a lesson." With a smirk that could have passed for a grimace, Morgana nodded. "I have told you it's just Morgan, right?" she said icily before heading to Kenny's redesigned vault. There were books that lined the walls, with computers in the center of the room. Rolling her stony grey eyes, the sorceress snapped her fingers and, in another puff of smoke, appeared Kenny once more. "Don't bother with your aura, boy," she droned. "This room was made specifically so that you couldn't use it." Once she was sure she had the boy's full attention, not wanting to repeat herself, Morgana continued, "You've been told that this place has the answer to everything. It seems that you've earned your stay for eternity," Gesturing with a stiff hand, she stated drily, "Welcome home." Gestas looked around once again as Morgana disappeared, the impatient look coming back to his face. "Now, finish reporting," he ordered, looking at his watch. "We have other things to do." Rose gestured for Eva to come to her, whispering, "We're in hell, literally. This is the circle of Greed," she explained, a twinge hitting her as she remembered Ellaria. In the midst of all this, she had forgotten her other companion, though the girl in front of her bore a striking resemblance in personality, it seemed. In the Slums Bonnie was on her feet and had her pistol cocked and at the ready before anyone else. "I suggest you come out here, sugar," she called, taking aim. "My trigger finger's all itchy and it would be a darn shame if I were to waste my ammo on you." Meanwhile, Clyde took the time to observe Phantom and Noella's entrances. "Hey, spooky boy, glad to see you made it back. And you, little lady... Welcome to hell. This here's the circle of Avarice, Greed, whatever them yellowbellies call it." Prometheus and Francois stayed in the background as introductions were made. "Name's Clyde, that's my girl Bonnie," the bandit proclaimed with a smirk. "Then ya got Prometheus and Francois over there. As for pay," he eyed Noella with slight disdain, "You help us into that bank, you'll get all the pay you want."

Will update for both groups in a bit, probably when I get home. And actually, I need to thank Kenny. He just made what I'm going to do all the better~

Go for it Kuna, this is hell after all

In the Bank Gestas watched as those whom he had employed walked into the room, tapping his foot and looking at his watch impatiently. "I should say it's about time you all got here," he said in agitation. Kicking Kenny's body, the bank keeper looked down in frustration. "Wake up, you're wasting my time," came the impatient response and a snap of the fingers. "I don't have time to wait on you all day." He then looked at the rest of the travelers. "You certainly took your time; I thought I said no dawdling." Glancing about, the security chief tapped his staff on the ground. "Now, why on earth did you bring people with you?" he inquired, looking at Eva and Caleb with a deadly gleam in his eye. Rose turned around and wanted to roll her eyes about seeing the clueless boy and a new girl there. Deciding that the two of them could use a break, she interjected before either could reply, "Ah, sorry. They're with me, both mortals with special powers," she hastily explained as she walked over to them, unsure if she was telling the truth about the girl. "See, this is Caleb, and he has healing powers," the woman spoke, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. She then turned to the girl, feigning confusion. "I'm sorry, I missed your name, miss...?" A roll of the eyes was what she received from Gestas, though Marcus began to speak before he did. "Shall I... take care of them for you?" the killer asked with an almost hungry glint in his eye as he fingered his knife. "No, that won't be necessary; I don't want a mess," Gestas dismissed, noting the angry look on Marcus' face. "Now, can we stop wasting time? What happened during your patrols?" "Nothing troubling, sir," came the response from the red-headed girl as she moved to Ethic and Enya. "Enya, I was worried sick about you, are you alright?" Looking at Ethic greatfully, she added, "I'm glad you found her, Ethic." Marcus, rolling his eyes at the sentiment and wanting to put his knife in Ethic, responded, "I found a couple of dawdlers, but nothing I couldn't handle," he smirked, twirling his knife around. Mr. Taylor responded next, trying not to keep a wary eye on Ethic or Marcus. "Nothing to report here," came the southern accent of his younger self.

I'm just getting to that~

He threatens but hasn't yet. Anyway, enough digression here, yeah?

You aren't on the server enough then. And no, there are no armadas to be found

They happen quite often. Like, if you ever see references to my "armada", that's because of server shenanigans

Strat, it's a very long story that involves server shenanigans

Yes, please drag Kyo here. The more people I get to torture in hell, the better

Both were perfect, no need to worry

That's perfect Dobby. So, after Panda posts I'll start the bank scene, and will update slums shortly

Ok, I'm going to trust you to play that well Dobby, and we'll talk if it's not working out. I'd personally like to see her fatigue while doing these things, to show that the action's are taking some toll on her. But anyway, welcome to hell!

Dobby, submit your character, and I'll get you up to speed via PM. And folks, just a reminder that Kuna is an honorary cohost of this RP, so treat him with the same respect you'd give Notus or myself~

((Ok, so as of this moment, I'm bunnying Mr. Taylor and Reil)) Rose and Caleb With a slight roll of her eyes, slightly apprehensive of what Gestas said about dawdling, Rose looked at the boy incredulously. "Look, I don't purposely look for injury. Honestly, I'm just trying to save our necks," she exclaimed, frustration seeping through. "You have no reason to trust me and no reason to distrust me," she declared, brushing her reddish hair our of her face. "You can follow me and I'll do what I can to keep you safe or you can go on your own; it's really none of my concern." With that, Rose started jogging to Gestas' office, afraid for what would happen if she were late. With any luck, Enya will be there, she thought nervously. I don't know what got into that girl... In the Slums Discussion was already underway with those in the slums-- or at least some form of it, seeing as a bullet whistled through the air, the dark alleyway becoming silent at the gunshot. "Now, now, remember you said no wasting ammo, darlin'," drawled Bonnie's voice from a corner, Reil laying in a heap on the ground next to her. "Sorry hun, just starting the meeting," Clyde responded, rubbing the back of his head, abashed by being called out by his girl. "Anywho, what news do we have? I'd like to get this heist done with tonight if at all possible," he declared, glancing around at the others. "What new information do we have? Bonnie and I were stuck moving those blasted gold bars and from the looks of him," the man nudged Reil with his foot, "he wasn't much help either." Prometheus hummed in soft agreement. "Near the loading docks, it appeared to me as though there are more security measures being put into place," the titan said thoughtfully. "It's going to be difficult to get in without a solid plan. Perhaps Edward was able to find us a way in?" he inquired, turning to look at the aura-user with interest. At that moment, before Edward could respond, François walked up, nursing a battered arm. "The jewel guard was particularly malheureux today," he explained briefly. "He couldn't understand that I planned to give one of his gems to a belle perle in here own right, oui Mademoiselle Annie?" As he glanced around, François' face became that of unease. "Mes amis, where are Monsieur Robin and Mademoiselle Annie?" ((btw, Notus says hi to you all and hugs for everyone! He's just past Adaptation and is an official student of the Marine Academy!))

Alright, tomorrow I'm sending a PM to those that have mysteriously poofed, and then we'll be on with the show! We could even have a special guest, who knows...

Well damn

Jelly pls, you forgot your shorts for our oh so harsh winter

Aqui, you understand Gradun perfectly XD

<3

Like omg, we are like two rad peeps in the like same pod!~

I'll do what I can Strat

Nah, Nick