☼ Demon Hunters ☼ Destruction of Angels ☼

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((Nah it's cool I have a data memory I know which page it's on.))

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
"You say that..I don't promise anything" he said and got onto his wolf form, "so...let me see..." he looked around, "I like to stay close to the river...after all water is life"
"My happiness starts at their death."

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...........................∂aмιen ѕтave.
...............Damien watched as Cordell walked off, before Damien had a chance to look around for something useful to do however there was a voice right behind him. Most people in that situation would have either frozen or turned around, Damien did neither. He raised his eyebrows, "Am I going to get a straight answer on who you are and what you want? Or should I have not bothered asking?" He slipped his hands into his pockets and the witch stone onto his finger. Sometimes, witch stones allowed the wearer to see ghosts, though that was dependent on how powerful the ghost was. He glanced around to see if he could see anything odd around him.

ѕєєιиg мσяє нєαяιиg мσяє - ιѕ тнαт яєαℓℓу ℓινιиg мσяє؟

[Ylva Rane]

.* Amos Grey *.

Yes, rebuilding the academy was certainly important. The security measures to prevent further catastrophes was also a crucial point, and should be discussed, but nothing at this moment could make Amos focus on it. Nothing, except perhaps the two liter tropical smoothie that was just calling his name. What a perfect blend of sweet and sour, soft and smooth... nothing else could compare, and Amos was thirsty. He just wanted to leave the meeting, only for a couple of seconds, and get that smoothie. But if he did, he was sure to get reprimanded. Honestly, Amos didn't mind being told off. Anything the other council members could say would be blown right off, but then the meeting would only take longer. Amos wanted to enjoy the smoothie relaxing in the daylight, not sitting in a closed off room. Tropical smoothies just weren't the same without tropical surroundings.

Amos yawned, stretching his jaw back and forth, which made for hysterical facial expressions to anyone who happened to be looking. Right now, he wouldn't mind if moon fell out of the sky, as long as it meant he could leave and get his desired smoothie.

His ticket came in the form of Trinity, who didn't necessarily fall out of the sky, but close enough. Appearing in the middle of the circled table was interesting enough to allow a momentary pause in the meeting. Amos could honestly say he was shocked, since Trinity's disdain for the council always kept her from coming. What surprised him even more was the watch Deryn dropped in his hands. Amos held it up by its chain, stroking his pointed beard, newly styled. "Hmm..." She came bearing a message of apparent great importance, and the watch in question had the Grey family crest on the back. It was certainly intruiging. "I've never seen this watch before, but if it is dangerous enough to kill people, we might as well do as Miss Kane suggests." He looked from the watch to Deryn as Trinity was carried away. "Don't you agree?"

.* Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly *.

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...........................coυncιlor deryn croѕѕ. & coυncιlor adelaιde eмory. & coυncιlor тнσяιѕαи ѕтανє.
............... Deryn chuckled inwardly as Amos began stroking his new pointy beard. Ever since Amos had switched snow for sun, which happened around about the same time Deryn swapped hospitals for sun, Amos had been one of the most amusing people Deryn had met. Sometimes Deryn wondered if Amos actually knew he was so amusing, which he didn't mean in a rude way - more of in the sense that, Amos was the most laid back councilor around the table and seemed to come up with a new fashion all the time. Amos was the first Grey Deryn had ever seen, and he often wondered if they were all as distinctive as the next.

"Most likely, it would be for the best. Would you like me to take it to the vaults?" Now everyone in the room had been shocked out of whatever they were day dreaming about, the room was getting rather loud for the one who could read everyone's minds. Down in the vaults, you might run into one person, but that tended to be it. So Deryn didn't mind going down there, he quite enjoyed it really.

However, he was tempted to read Trinity's thoughts and find out what exactly the watch did - but he decided against it. Even though it'd probably help everyone figure out what had happened, when she'd appeared he'd picked up what was going on in her head anyway and everything was such a jumble he doubted he'd find anything there. That, and it had been painful. Being hurt usually made someone's thoughts painful, but Trinity's were in rather ridiculous levels of it. Fear was there too, enough to choke someone, so Deryn had decided to stay out until she was healed.

Adelaide frowned at the watch, she'd always been fearful of Trinity. Trinity seemed to be driven by the need to kill council members, and the pair of them had fallen out almost straight after they met. Adelaide was the best grudge holder, especially when Trinity was threatening people. 'What? We're just going to do as the assassin says now? It's Trinity Kane this is about, and she's threatening us with people dying. we should send her to the jails and-' She stopped her rant of thought when Deryn raised his eyebrows, she'd forgotten how annoying it was to have a mind reader in the council.

Deryn glanced over at Adelaide, "Adelaide's just volunteered to go call both Esme and the staff at Horia and tell them about current events. So kind of you Adelaide while everyone else goes outside. I hear the heating broke in the office." He turned his attention back to Amos, and a trail of his thoughts drifted towards him. 'You may wish to go and see if Trinity will wake up any time soon. I'm pretty sure the only Grey she knows is your granddaughter. I'll head to the vaults, and on my way back I'll get you the smoothie that you've been thinking about for most of the meeting.'

ѕσмєтιмєѕ, ωнαт'ѕ вєѕт fσя σтнєяѕ σνєяяυℓєѕ ωнαт'ѕ вєѕт fσя уσυяѕєℓf

a perѕon wнo deѕerveѕ мy loyalтy receιveѕ ιт

waтer ιѕ neιтнer ғrιend nor eneмy.

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...........................∂aмιen ѕтave.
............... Damien had been quite calm despite the situation of a voice appearing in random spots around him. Being a teacher at a school for super-powered kids that kept being attacked by demons, finding out your twin is alive and half-demon, and that you yourself are half-angel, really starts to take the surprise out of things. "Who's they--" He trailed off as he heard Cordell. He quickly followed the path that Cordell had made through the trees, wondering what exactly had managed to surprise a person who was a very hard man to catch off guard. Whatever it was must have jumped out at Cordell, otherwise he couldn't have been in pain, he'd have turned himself into a stone statue.

ѕєєιиg мσяє нєαяιиg мσяє - ιѕ тнαт яєαℓℓу ℓινιиg мσяє؟

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars padded beside her softly, "yeah I did" he said, "it killed it on a small rage attack... But well, better him dead then me, that thing left my stomach purple and sore" he complained once more, but well life kept going...at least for him, the Leshy sure didn't have a life to get going anymore.

"Perhaps I should have paid more attention..." he said after a few minutes, "I hadn't heard that thing coming..."
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
Lars blinked, "actually... Not really" he said, "I'll let them stay just to remind myself that being tickled does hurt too" he said bitting his lip.
"My happiness starts at their death."

[Todd.]

.: Lars Ulrich :.
"What a negative way of seeing things, but thinking about it...now that you said" he shifted into his human form, "everything has to hurt at some point" he said, he then remembered his roses and love theory and sighed, "perhaps somethings hurt more then others..." he drew a hand through his hair letting a sigh out, "where have you been walking on the school? I never saw you again" he said.
"My happiness starts at their death."

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............... He came to a stop before he accidentally fell over Cordell and quickly checked him over. Damien was no Harrison but common sense, and a rather medical childhood, Damien could tell most of the time if a wound was fatal or not. By the looks of things, Cordell wasn't going to die anytime soon. There was no chance of dying from blood loss either, Cordell could turn the wound to stone until it was healed.

He frowned at the symbol beginning to form, Cordell had way too many curse marks for Damien to even bother trying to keep track of. "Is that one of yours, or have you acquired another?"

"Cordell. I don't think they like you. I managed to have a nice conversation with one of them. True it was rather cryptic but at least my insides aren't all over the floor." He often wondered if it was a game between Cordell and Trinity to see who could irritate the demons the most. Sometimes, Damien liked being half-angel, it was like a pass for getting out of being beaten up. Though, somethings were irritating. Most people had inner demons, yet Damien had an inner angel who always took the moral high ground seemingly to wind him up. 'You could be much nicer to your friends Damien, especially when they've just been beaten up and are trying to explain to you what happened.' After calmly telling Solace to shut up, Damien reprimanded by offering a hand to the teacher to help him up from the floor that was a lovely mix of decaying leaves and blood.

"Regardless - Whoever it was talking to me, seemed to be able to move between places rather quickly, and I couldn't see them using a witchstone. Whoever it was said, 'I don't know who I am, or why I'm here. They told me to come.' and that; 'They don't like Demon Hunters.' When you shouted out, the voice turned from monotonous, to say 'Told you' as if they were a child."

ѕєєιиg мσяє нєαяιиg мσяє - ιѕ тнαт яєαℓℓу ℓινιиg мσяє؟