"You alright there?" said Lukos as he walked towards the man who seemed to be uninjured by ramming himself into the restricted door, and then crashing into a wall.
Though as he did, he realized his smoothie wasn't in his hand, instead he found the cup empty on the floor, and it's contents splattered against the white walls.
Wonderful... I was still thirsty... thought Lukos with a slight frown. He shook his head, and turned his attention back towards the man who was still in the wall.
edited 12th Oct '11 5:21:40 PM by Wolffang
"What the hell are you doing?" "I'm playing a role, sir, what are you doing?"Aisha casually walked into the library: After all, she was faculty.
Once inside the building, getting to restricted intel was a matter of mere gossip... And boy, could she gossip! The theban necromancer recognized some of those present at the impact site... She winked at them and zoomed in.
"Aisha al Asad, Department of Necromancy.", she introduced herself. "I remember y'all: Weren't you at the impact site a while ago?", she asked.
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.As Lukos looked back, the man pulled himself out of the wall, his eyes closed. He appeared to be visibly steaming. As he stood up, it looked as though patches of his skin were peeling off, leaving only scales behind. As he breathed, small billows of smoke escaped his mouth. He opened his eyes, the pupils now snake-like in appearance.
'Son of a bitch. I'm not going to be humiliated BY A DOOR!'
He rushes again, this time the heat significantly higher. His fist, now covered in scales, collides with the door. A odd sound, like shattering glass, but an octave lower, resounds through the lobby. As the dust settles, there's literally nothing left of the door. What little hadn't been smashed through existed only as ash on the floor.
"Looks like we are getting some help here", said Rosette.
"Perhaps...", said Raymond, putting his eyepatch back on, "and perhaps not. If you remember correctly, the last name of our mysterious missing profile was none other then Faust."
But before he could say anything more, a large noise came from outside the library, as if was someone was trying to ram something down. All Raymond knew was that their missing friend had better not be doing anything stupid. But before he could act on that, a new player entered the library.
"Aisha al Asad, Department of Necromancy.", she introduced herself. "I remember y'all: Weren't you at the impact site a while ago?", she asked.
Raymond suddenly figured a way of this situation, if only a temporary one. "Oh, you must be referring to this girl here.", said Raymond, seemingly moving forward to Aisha, but as he continued speaking, stopped when he was right next to Rosette. "Alas, I was not anywhere near the impact site; a shame. However, I believe that this girl here was. Now, if you'll excuse me, you can question her if you like, but I have a dear friend that I must check on, for personal reasons; you understand."
Raymond was now smiling by this point. But before he left, he whispered something very softly in Rossete's nearest ear, his mouth moving only slightly, hoping that her senses would allow her to better hear it. "I'll take care of our 'friend'; you keep her busy." Raymond then left with a simple "Well now, ta-ta!", and left the room to find their wandering troublemaker. He quickly walked over to where he heard the ramming noise... and what he saw was, in a word, dumbfounding. "Oh my..."
edited 12th Oct '11 5:48:52 PM by kkhohoho
H-Hey! He left me stuck here with her!
Frowning a little at the retreating man, Rosette was faced with the reality that she would have to answer to the woman. Letting out a little sigh she tried to be as pleasant as possible... no need to have her irritation at Raymond sour her talk with the woman "Ah, yes I was there at the site..."
Aisha kept her friendly smile: "I run the graveyard.", she explained. "If buildings blowing up become a regular occurrence, I'll have to hire a couple of aides.", she said, matter-of-factly.
edited 12th Oct '11 7:54:25 PM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.Matthew walked over and looked over the newest of people. She talked about being a necromancer, and was a lot friendlier than the last one Matthew had to deal with. The last one wanted to take over the world through a zombie army. Matthew put a stop to that pretty quickly before things got...well, complicated.
He introduced himself to Aisha, "Hello, Miss Aisha, my name's Matthew Streika, its nice to meet you." As usual, he went back to his usual Nice Guy appearance as soon as the likelihood of a fight went down.
And then he heard the banging sounds, but for now paid it no mind.
The lights came back on, and Charles snuffed the mote of light that he'd nearly flung at the shadow imp, no happier than before. Ahead of him, the remainder of the crew had gathered around Raymond and the crumpled sheet of paper in his hand.
That reminded him. Before they'd been so rudely interrupted, Raymond had approached him with the offer of larceny - one which he'd been on the verge of rejecting - and a story which, while evidently ludicrous, held a drop of truth that made him wonder. There were too many coincidences...
And right on cue, another two entered the scene.
The first was a stunning Egyptian girl who he recognised almost immediately. He'd crossed paths with her than once in the past, but their history was... complicated.
Naturally, things had started when the then-recently deceased Charles McCoy became one of the first of Aisha al-Asad's patients to walk off the mortuary slab. One would have expected a lich and a necromancer to get along like a house on fire, but between the brash outspoken polytheistic mortuarian and the conservative Christian doctor, the only common ground the two shared was the liberal application of snark - usually on each other. Still, Charles admired her professional expertise: you didn't run the city mortuary at such a young age on the strength of your lineage alone, and she was usually willing to help however she could when the Medical Department inevitably lost a patient, despite their best efforts.
Aisha had walked in and immediately started a casual conversation with the group's sole female, as though nothing had happened. Typical Aisha, he mused - and from the corner of his eye, he saw Raymond walking away furtively. That was hardly a good sign - the man had clearly declared that whatever he was in the Academy for, it was hardly a good thing.
"No offence, Aisha, but you picked a really bad time to turn up-"
And the second coincidence struck - a loud rumble welled up from the west wing, like the sound of breaking glass - only more sonorous and sinister.
Charles would've recognised the sound of a security barrier breaking anywhere.
Not a substitute for a formal medical consultation."Well, there's morbid human curiosity to account for, too.", Aisha said, grinning and briefly sticking her tongue out at Rosette. "What did you hear?", she asked.
"Nice to meet you, Matt!", she said.
She then turned to the lich, her grin devoid of her previous friendliness. "Ain't they all bad times? Nobody expects Da Gravedigga to turn up, anyway.", she joked. "So how's the whole bein' one of the Damned shtick going, getting used to it?", she asked.
edited 13th Oct '11 5:38:13 AM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it."Alright... well..."
Rosette then told the woman everything she had seen and heard... The statue that fell from the sky like a meteor, what the police said about the statue, their assumptions about the origin of the thing and how members of the Academy had promptly made a portal to the scene to drag the statue within this place.
"It would be a lot more bearable if you didn't keep trying to exorcise me, woman." Yep. Same old, same old. "And thanks for providing the recap - sorry, Miss, didn't catch your name - but did you remember to leave in the part about your party trying to steal said statue? As a matter of fact, I'd suppose that sound has something to do with your presence - it sounds like one of the Academy's security barriers has just been destroyed."
edited 13th Oct '11 3:49:41 PM by Pyrite
Not a substitute for a formal medical consultation.Aisha smirked, slightly. "Exorcizing you wouldn't work.", she said, sighing. "As for stealing the statue, well... Stealing from The Man is not like stealing from actual people.", she said, shrugging. "Did anyone get to see what that Statue was?"
edited 13th Oct '11 4:41:13 PM by SavageHeathen
You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it."As I said, I saw but a little of it" Rosette says before proceeding to describe the few details she was able to make out "It looked like a stone statue of some sort. One arm outstretched in a defensive posture, the figure didn't look like a subject one would often carve... It was strange"
edited 13th Oct '11 4:56:38 PM by daltar
Lukos, who was standing fairly out of the way, was rather dumbfounded by the strange man's appearance as he busted through the security door. Either way the strange man- whom he assumed had went straight for the relic, since he didn't see him anymore- had created an opening for him. He looked at the wall where his smoothie had splattered upon, and found that the once red wall was literally scorched, the scent of blood no longer in the air.
"How lovely... time to find the relic, and that other animal user!"
Lukos felt himself suddenly overflowing with joy; not only did he find one animal user, but he had found a second one! Smiling widely, the young man lifted his bracelet in the air, and made a familiar gesture.
After going through a painful transformation, that caused him to crouch on the ground, he stood up, and raised his head high in the air, before giving off an extremely loud howl, that anyone could hear with ease.
"This is definitely a sign from the gods!" roared Lukos as he placed his claws on the walls, scratching and marking them as he began to follow after the mysterious reptilian man who could control fire.
edited 13th Oct '11 6:50:29 PM by Wolffang
"What the hell are you doing?" "I'm playing a role, sir, what are you doing?""Oh no you don't!" shouted Raymond, whose time of arrival had just happened to coincide with the... 'wolf-man's' transformation, though he had seen just enough to know that this new werewolf was their — now apparently completely reckless — companion. And he was also now seemingly a werewolf. Who had followed after the door that was somehow broken in by whoever or whatever was making that ramming sound. And so, Raymond chased in after the... were-wolf, brandishing his right gun out of instinct...

Matthew slowly walked over to collect the piece of paper left by...whatever the hell that creature was.
"That kind of reminded me of the shadow imp..."