Zephyrus the Priestess

tfw you come here expecting Jeri to have posted a picture only to find out that he didn't

... I didn't see this coming but okay why who's your favorite niece? Why do you like Ground types most? What're you doing? Where do you get your swag? Why bears? Do you wololo?

Ah, we've met on the server recently, da? It's nice to formally meet you. ~ Funny coincidence, but another new member who'd just joined is also fond of Bug and Poison types. Flygon is <3 though. Welcome to Reborn! \o/ wololoooo

When I played Tekken, my personal favorites were Asuka Kazama, Alisa the robot chick whose last name I forgot, and sometimes Mokujin. I reached something like Lone Wolf or whatever came before Virtuoso level in Tekken Dark Resurrection with Asuka and stopped playing cause I couldn't beat anybody up to that point anymore :c Anyway, welcome to Reborn ~ \o/ you might wanna hide that bit about Ground types before Uncle Jerry sees

Sorry, 'm not Vinny, but my blue brother in the faith should be coming along. And soon, he shall be one of your brethren too. It's as easy as one, two, thr-- Wololooooo done. ~ Anyway, welcome to Reborn!

... Is this a Cryaotic reference aaaaaah Anyway, nice avy, Aurorain. Bug and Poison types are pretty cool, but I'm more of a Dark type, myself. ~ Welcome to Reborn! \o/

Bryth's mouth opened a fraction, then closed when Cohington turned away before she could reply. Nobody would've noticed the corner of Bryth's lips twitch a bit in restrained frustration. Already, a fiasco on the first day and on her watch. I've got to talk to Bomoriel about human stuff more. Who knew demons didn't joke around? "Sir," she called out, this time, for the owner of the facility. "Sorry about that. But could you step over here for a moment and identify these stains?"

Awh, you guys. <3 don't worry; I'll come running/crawling/slithering back should I find the ideas and interest again and if you guys will have me. Till then, keep doin' what you guys are doin'.

When the tower of bone and fur receded into the shadows, the usually cool woman let her breath out, slowly. Why did I agree to dealing with demons, again? she thought to herself, rhetorically. There was a perfectly good reason why and she was well aware of it, and it was good and sensible enough for her to not argue with even if she was reluctant to deal with a demon. Turning to the Lieutenant to check on the man, she said, "Sorry. Heat of the moment. Are you okay?" As tactless as he could be at times, Cohington was still her father's friend, whom she'd sometimes thought of as an uncle.

All right, I don't know how to put this... But I'm kinda fading in terms of interest and ideas right now, so I think I might drop this RP. Don't get me wrong, I had tons of fun and all and really looked forward to the Henry and Raiza ship happening roleplaying here with you guys though, but I just can't... Rack my brains for anything or find it in me to make something up or to get creative. >< Boss Chim, Mom Sub-Boss Dobby and Sub-Boss Jory can do whatever they want with Raiza if they'd like... Maybe she could be forced to go home or something or get sent to a more Breeder-centric school... Or kill her or something, whichever's more fun.

Leocain, I made that bit about hitting your character vague or made it so that you can dictate whether it connects or not since Brythit didn't see or feel if it did. I'm just trying to not get us maimed by a being possibly millenniums old and powerful so yeah

The dark-haired woman had been quietly inspecting the blue stains from over Lia's shoulder when Lt. Cohington came up to inspect the strange markings, himself. You'd have expected a forty-something year old man who'd come from the military to have even a shred of chivalry or honor or a presence of mind to remember that he wasn't insulting a human, but something-- somebody that was anything but. Honestly speaking, Brythit wasn't even remotely surprised at the turn out of events... not that it eased the rapid influx of adrenaline and fear that she was getting from just seeing the demon's form. She'd been warned and had attempted many, many times to train her mind in preparation for a moment like this, should the time come that they would need Bomoriel to reveal his demonic form. If it weren't for Lia's cry of urgency, perhaps nothing would've kept her in reality or from screaming in terror. Her reflexes, pumped with adrenaline, kicked in, combining with her first impulse. Bomoriel was pissed off at Cohington, after all. In a fluid and quick motion, she spun and kicked the Lieutenant across the face; she'd make up for it later, but right now, what had to be done was to appease the seemingly omnipotent entity. Not bothering to check and see it her foot had hit its mark, she righted and forced herself to look into the towering lupine demon's eyes-- or wherever the heck they were supposed to be. "Bomoriel Hibaam!" rang Brythit's voice, loud and clear in an attempt to catch his attention, as she'd somehow managed to take all of the fright and tension she felt and momentarily throw them away. Her tone was respectful, but firm, as she continued: "Your race surpasses us in terms of age and those like you surpass us in power and erudition. But though you say that he knows nothing other than to kill, I believe differently, otherwise he would not be here in the first place. You have the upper hand over him-- or over any of us, for that matter-- not just in strength and ability, but in knowledge. Putting him in his place or hurting him will do more harm than necessary and none among us present can stop you; you and I both know this." It was a form of pleading, in Bryth's book. With demons or any ancient entity, though, really, you had to address them in such a way that you weren't threatening them or posing as prey. You had to treat them as equals-- with respect.

S'no problem at all, Tacps; you take as much time as you need. Again, we're here if you need us.

WOLOLO \o/ oh is... that not what you meant? ... awkward. Uncle Jerry. Cover me pls

Welcome ~ \o/ wololoooo SSB's pretty popular here, too.

Wololooooo \o/ welcome, new child of blue ~

I assume Bryth might have had to "interview" each of the members, so she would have a general idea of what they can do. I suppose that, in Bom's case, she would know about his powers, but of course, not to the point of having seen him in his true forms or anything like that. ps bom why are you so cute

... okay I'm super out of ideas as to what to do, now, to be honest

hi Blue Priestess here to ask you if you have time to talk about our lord and savior wololoooo \o/ Also, here's a good place for sprites, as our local mod Sheep's posted elsewhere and in the past. anyway, welcome to Reborn ~

... are we talking FFVIII cause I know Leviathan as a Guardian Force from there-- But either way, I love the name and your avy. Absol is <3 and Dark types are love and life ~ Welcome \o/ wololo ~

The little quarrel between demon and human didn't go past Brythit unnoticed. "Knock it off," she said, without a visible sign of irritation on her face. Forced patience emanated from her, though, and the calm in her voice did little to mask it. "Bomoriel works best in the dark, but I'm sure he wouldn't appreciate getting shot, and that'd just be a waste of ammo. Lia's the best damn shot out there and wouldn't like being attacked by unknown, possibly demonic forces. I don't want to lose two of my team on the first job or any goddamn day for that matter. We can definitely meet each other halfway and agree, yeah?" Her steely tone left no room for arguments, despite her ending with a question. She allowed the silence to ring for a while before replying to Will. "Were they affiliated with anything other than weaponry or computers?" Whoever's got these missing workers mightn't just be into making WMDs or a droid army or something like that.

Red's still in; he told me that he's just a bit busy at the moment, but he'll try to get a reply in asap. also zephy needs to learn how investigations work

ayyyy. I had them link cables too but... nobody to... link with. :c you'll find friends here for sure. ~ hang around the server if you've got time! I hold occasional rituals where we sacrifice pencilcases in blue fires to wololoooo \o/