I will be singing Megami no Senshi ~Pegasus Forever~
With the appearance of Henrik, Alistair could confirm that this was the same man he saw being tormented by his little mistress. "Of course not", Alistair said casually with a smile before glancing over at the man with his golden eyes before closing them once more. He was glad to see that Henrik was speaking English and knew of him so this made things much more easier for Alistair than he thought, though the problem was how the man would react to what he would have to say. Human kind was always unpredictable and thats what he always like about them. "Well now...lets get to the point shall we? According to two certain angels, my name is Azrael, angel of death, like you I was born no more human than any other, but even so, we are in a similar position..." Alistair said before shaking his head "Of course that similarity is possibly quite thin now...but regardless, so far your the only one who is...hmm how to put this...the same species?" Alistair said shaking his head before glancing back at Henrik as he placed on hand in his jacket pocket. "with this said I flew all this way to discuss with you about this whole scenario with Lucifer...That is if you wish to..." Alistair said before closing his eyes. "Tempykins has caused quite some trouble with you...she can be a reaaaaal bitch" Alistair said casually with a smile.
For now Julius merely listened to the girl speak about what happened as he stared down over at the wounded hand. So far the hand was well treated and unless Julius wished to actually see it then he would have to remove the bandages and see for himself. She was nervous and having difficult time speaking, and though Julius wished she would get to the point, Julius remained calm and didn't say a word while she spoke. The explanation began and all too instantly Julius found Zoey was already beginning to hesitate with her explanation to him. Julius question just what was there to hide and before he knew it the topic changed instantly over to a sudden book that Zoey began to show him. Julius was starting to get fed up and had he not kept his cool then the book would have found itself being flung half way across the room, but regardless Julius merely grabbed the book and stared down at the page that Zoey showed him. Scanning down at the book, his eyebrow raised in curiosity as he noticed the card and immediately read just what it had to say to him. After reading such a thing, a flood of things entered the mind, but regardless Julius closed his eyes. The first thing that stood strong and clear in the mind of Julius was that he couldnt arise any suspicion, and so Julius merely let out a sigh and closed the book. "....look I don't care about a book like this at the moment, I don't want you running around like an idiot in the middle of the night...I don't know whatever you did last night but...whatever..."Julius said letting out sigh once more before noticing the arrival of Dennis "Ah..perfect timing...keep Zoey company would you?" Julius said before heading off with the book in hand. Julius merely hoped that Zoey had at least realized that he actually got the note, but whether she got what he was trying to hide or not was not the issue at the moment. Even though he got to look at it, he still merely skimmed it and didn't get the most proper time to check its contents. A migraine was starting to form and many things were changing in his mind. Julius never read nor saw the hunger games, but he knew what Zoey was trying to get at and made it clear that others were hunting each other. Pierce, Oliver, Shane and Estelle were also there...but did they come back? did they survive? Patrick was an enigma so him becoming a threat was no surprise, but still...from what Zoey said it seems that there were people in Bentley that knew of this. Reentering his room once more, Julius merely closed his eyes and lightly tossed the book onto Erik's sleeping form. "Hey, its morning...time to get up...there is something important I want you guys to read" Julius said loudly to the three other that shared the same room as him. Cane didn't want Zoey to say anything so at the moment Julius had to watch his own moves.
Just wanna inform you all that my cousin is getting married on the weekend so I will be busier than expected...sorry for not saying anything earlier
Julius was never a heavy sleeper and sleeping in an unknown enemy territory made much more difficult for him to get any rest at all. If the human body didn't require sleep to function then he would have been awake all night trying to at least get the bottom of this mystery. For now he continued to sleep, but the sudden sound of a door shutting had reached his ears and his eyes soon enough opened. Not checking to see if the others had awoken, Julius arose from his bed and after heading off to take a quick shower, Julius placed his clothes on and walked out of his room. Morning had already arrived, but he wondered why anybody would be moving about before the day. The door from earlier had made quite a loud bang, but there was no sounds of struggles or anything. Waking up early to check this out was a pain in the ass, but Julius really had nobody to complain to about this. Closing his eyes and scratching the back of his head, Julius' eye opened as he noticed somebody ahead. "Zoey?" Julius said walking up to the girl calmly. Something was wrong, but what could have possibly gone wrong? Did something happen in the inn? or maybe some of them were not even in the inn last night. Her hands were bandaged, and her face had a scratch, which only proved that something happened. He needed answers and Zoey would need to answer otherwise things would become far more problematic. "Alright Zoey what happened? Are you okay?" Julius asked grabbing her hand immediately in order to get a better look at the wounds.
Heeeeeeeey Things have been alright, how are things with you?
Alistair had awoken quite early and started his daily routine. Nothing new, nothing strange, but something interesting for him to do later on. After having his morning tea and starring over at the newspaper. The newspaper was an old and far less efficient than things like the internet, but regardless, Alistair liked gazing down at the black and white paper before him. As he took a sip his eyebrow rose as he stared down at an interesting article. "Hmmm...The Ripper? so thats the nickname being formed...how quick...yet fitting..." Alistair said with a smile. Before he knew it he received a call and then soon enough Alistair was out with a smile as he found his own personal aircraft set and ready for him. Entering his jet, Alistair was soon of into the air and allowed to relax a bit. The skies were quite pleasant and though Alistair preferred the darker and more gloomier thunderstorm, he was quite content with the peaceful outdoors. After reading the paper in his hand he memorized what he needed before soon enough his craft landed and allowed Alistair to walk out, finally making it to Norway. Following the piece of paper, he soon enough found himself a taxi and he was off to his destination. Travelling far off places were not unknown to him, but such a trip was quite...new to him. He almost felt that this trip would be quite the useless one, but at the same time it held quite amount of potential to develop into something...interesting. Once the taxi dropped his off, Alistair merely walked out and stared up at the door before him. He was sure this was the place since he recalled coming here before. Simply walking up to the door he merely knocked on it and once a woman answered, Alistair merely closed his eyes and gave her a pleasant smile "Greetings, may I speak to Herrick my dear?" Alistair said.
This whole entire decision to check out the festival showed that some of them really did not know the true meaning of this trip to Bentley. They were not here for fun and games and had they at least said something that gave them a good reason for this investigation then Julius wouldn't have been so annoyed by this decision. Regardless there was an actual chance that something could happen and they could actually find out something about Bentley. There were times where Julius felt that this was more than Frank, and quite possibly something about Bentley. Unlike the others he didn't care about Bentley nor did he care about all it's citizens, but what Julius cared about was the murderer of the two precious people in his life and those associated with him. Even if they did meet Frank he still didn't know exactly what he would do, but that would be a thought for when it came up or when it seemed their meeting would come again. With another sigh Julius could only stand with the others that decided to stick in the group. The sudden voice of Tucker reached his ears and soon enough a discussion began about what was going on and how they were truly going to discuss their issue. The Ferris wheel sounded nice and was a great place, but after their encounters with fate, he felt ill at ease about it. Regardless of this fact, they entered it and after a discussion they head back to the inn. Fatigued and tired, Julius head onto the bed and fell asleep.
Alistair's morning started like any other, he got out of bed, took a shower, and got himself dressed in his usual attire. Walking down from his bedroom, Alistair merely made himself a cup of tea and before he knew it he was off to his usual chair to turn on the news in order to see what was going on in the world. Apparently news reached fast and from the television, Alistair was informed of an earthquake that had just occurred in England. The ways of the world were always intriguing and it always interested him so much. The tales of the murderer that stalked the streets of Ireland. Why did he roam the streets? why did Alistair find so much interest in ripping apart their bodies? Always covered in blood, always the enigmatic figure. This was the third night that this began, he did not do this for Lucifer nor his little mistress, but for his own self. Killing these people, each who had forsaken another, it felt wondrous...it felt...nostalgic... Aside from the murders...Alistair felt there was something he needed to check out...one that he was interested in. Alistair still recalled his trip with his mistress and he recalled the one she played with. It was time maybe he paid this Henrik fellow a little visit, but for now he fell asleep.
Julius did not want to get out of the inn... Had he had the choice, had it only been a luxury he could have then he would have stayed in the inn as the others went about and gallivanted around carelessly. A festive brought Julius great displeasure and it was not because of any danger or any sort of disaster. A festival brought thought that he did not wish to think and it pained him to even think of them. Even though he hated the thought, he had to go with the others and he had to make sure things didn't go wrong. Festivals were things that were meant to bring smiles to other faces, but Julius, who had trouble genuinely smiling, could not enjoy such an event. It reminded him of why they were hear and it reminded him of the two people he would have loved to bring to such an event. Back then there were times where he thought maybe taking out his class on a field trip to a festival would have been a great reward, that they would have lots of fun and be happy. He was sure Noelle and Jonathan would have had a blast...but how could he ever take them to one now? did he truly miss such a chance? With a sigh Julius soon found himself out of the inn and along with Bryan he walked along to the festival. At the moment Julius truly hoped that this trip actually had some purpose other than to merely have fun otherwise if something unexpected would occur then there really wasn't anybody to blame. For now they had to blend into the crowd to the best of their ability and hope nothing goes wrong. "Lets keep close...with this amount of people it may be easy for one of us to be whisked away without the others knowing it..." Julius said quietly over to Bryan as they walked on. Even in this crowd, Julius merely hoped that Bryan didn't do anything rash otherwise all sorts of problems would arise.
What Torvald asked for was not something unreasonable and in general could benefit them quite well in their endeavours. Julius knew that Torvald was a smart one...weird...but smart regardless. With a sigh Julius could merely stared forward and continue to drive as he started to gather his thoughts about what had occurred that day. "Alright then...I shall answer your questions to the best of my abilities" Julius said "It starts after the sudden fire in the camp...we were on the ferry back home when it mysteriously tipped over...many died, but the rest of us managed to get out. It was then that Patrick Grant and his wife Delilah conveniently appeared and took us to Bentley. We arrived at their private dock...something an aristocrat would own. They put us in a car and in a few ours we reached at the Bentley inn run by a girl name Cane. She was a bitch and seemed to hate us mooching off her, but she did it cause Patrick said. Across there was a clinic for us to be mended....it smelt like a bakery..." Julius said narrowing his eyes at that part before returning to his reply. “we spent the night there, and before we decided to leave to catch the train we decided to explore a bit. We took a trolly and soon reached the Dreamer’s Candies. It smelt of sugar and bubble gum. It held two floors and was not unlike any other candy store one would seem. The owner’s name was Lucas and his wife’s name was Glenda. They had a daughter…and she drew an odd picture…a picture of a forest on fire, people sinking, a train, a truck, a rest sign, and a bloody knife. Each sign had a happy or sad face and only the truck and knife had a smiley face…” Julius said taking the time to answer two questions at once. “Take that picture as whatever you want, in the end Glenda took the girl away and we head for the train. The train stopped and then the conductor Frank….” Julius began and paused as he tried to maintain his cool after saying the piece of ****’s name. “….he told us it was the end of the road…that his cousin David would take us back to Candlewood. He did so…but he passed through the toxic city named LightBrook…yellow gas assaulted the people that sat on the back, but David refused to let any of us in…Noelle tried to stop him and let us in but he attacked her. Bryan got David out of the truck, Lexi found a knife in the truck and killed him…” Julius said before closing his eyes and let out a sigh. “We decided to take the truck back home…some of us died while at the pitstop due to the gas in LightBrook, but in the end we made it home” Julius said. “One more thing…there was a message in the cellphone…it was from Frank and it said that we were important, it revealed that the trip through LightBrook was something that wasn’t supposed to happen and they needed us unharmed…they said we were important…They had a meeting scheduled for the next morning and it included somebody named Victoria…” Julius said. “None of my students really developed any drastic changes in their personality…true paranoia has hit them hard, and true they have learned a lot from this encounter, but nothing I can say drastic.” Julius said answering the third question before moving onto the final and most difficult one. “As for what I think…well it’s still too early to predict anything, but still…they are up to something…and they need guinea pigs for whatever they are planning. They needed us unharmed…but for what?...thats the question…” Julius said.
There was a commotion going on, but Julius paid little mind to it as he focused on the open road...err...seas and sailed on. Everything was peaceful until... << PROOOOOFESSSOOOOOR JUUUUULIUUUUUUS, COMRAAAAADE. >> The loud crashing sound and even louder voice startled Julius as Torvald came rushing in all of a sudden. "WHAT FUCKING FUCKITY FUCKING SHITTY SHIT SHITING BITCHING FAGGATORY IS FUCKING SHITTINGLY GOING ON?!" Julius yelled as he stared dumbfound at the man in the shark costume with his eye wide and his jaw dropped. Torvald was ridiculous, but the shark suit took it to another level. All this yelling was just hurting his head and he just couldn't think with all the noise going on "ALRIGHT YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONE FUCKING MOMENT! I DON'T WANT A FUCKING HEADACHE! I MEAN WHAT THE FUCKING HELL! IF I'M GOING TO FUCKING CRASH THE BOAT ITS GOING TO BE BOTH YOUR FUCKING FAULT" Julius yelled out as he let out a deep sigh and rubbed his temples with one hand as he simmered down. He had absolutely no idea how to actually react to this and after saying only a few of the swears in his mind, Julius just remained silent before clearing his own throat. "Erm...alright then now thats over one of you speak to me...err...speak my revolutionary friend...let us enlighten our minds and speak towards sparking a greater future for us to seize....or some shit like that....man I don't even fucking know...just fucking ask your damn questions" Julius said with a deep sigh as he turned his attention back towards where he was driving. He found at least playing along with Torvald would at least be better than trying his hardest to comprehend what the idiot was saying.
There was much information going about from the other day, and though they learned much, it was still hard to learn how to use it effectively for their cause. Julius spent most of the time pondering and making as much of a note in his mind to find any sort of clue for them to use. It was mind-boggling and the importance of him finding out what to do was critical to their survival. They were going to Bentley and they still had no plan or anything. Regardless of this fact, when morning came Julius prepared himself for the morning and got his things ready. Everybody started to get ready and together they began to head off to docks. This was the final moment of peace that they could have and depending on what would happen next, Julius had to be on guard at all times. Who knew what would await them at Bentley and even while they were traversing past the water. With this Julius head over and rented him a boat. They needed something that would hold good power as well as be able to hold them all. At first Julius' eyes drifted over at the row boats and thought the idea of whipping the others into shape sounded tempting, Julius went for the yacht. With a sigh Julius entered the yacht and waited for the others. With another sigh Julius sat down on the driver's seat and glanced forward. Hearing the words of Oliver only made Julius let out a third sigh. "....we tried...." Julius said groan as he rested his head on the wheels. Raising his head, Julius grabbed the hat next to him and placed it on his head before staring ahead. "Alright...this shouldn't be too hard now...so long as a Sharknado doesn't hit it should be alright....I've seen enough movies to run this thing" Julius muttered quietly to himself before he started the boat. With everybody on, a smirk crept across Julius and before anybody knew it, the yacht began to speed forward instantly, heading towards its destination as Julius grinned.
"I see great minds think alike" said the voice of Julius behind Pierce as he placed his on top of the back of her chair and crouched over her shoulder and stared over at the computer screen. The internet was always a great source for information and it was quick to boot. Heading to the computers was a good choice for Julius but he didn't expect to find Pierce there as well. Pierce was always quiet and far too nervous but he always felt that the quiet ones could always surprise a person the most when shit came down. Julius was quite impressed to see that Pierce was searching up what he was going to search as well so Julius decided to join the girl and see just what she could find on the net. "Sorry to interrupt, but lets see what we can find shall we?" Julius said. So far from what he saw Julius could tell that the girl was searching up exactly what he wanted to search so there really wasn't any point for him to get another computer. Nothing was needed to be said at the moment, but he did hope that the girl wasn't getting nervous due to him, it would be quite annoying.
Things were starting to get set and for now all that is left was for them was to start their investigation so they would be fully prepared for their Attack on Bentley. Julius felt they wouldn't get as far as they wanted but they still needed to try and any information, no matter how small, was better than nothing. Julius figured that there were places that they needed to avoid and merely staying in one place was not a smart idea. For now Julius felt that they should at least avoid anything involving the authorities. The police weren't somebody he was willing to put faith in, especially with their reaction to Bentley. Did Bentley have some sort of political power? it was annoying to believe such a thing and if things turned out like that then everything would be extremely hard. The booking for the rooms was quite...odd as a the woman in charge of booking continued to stared over at him. He raised an eyebrow and blinked, but what caught him of guard was that Bryan was willing to room with both Erik and Maria. Rooming with Bryan was something Julius had to do in order to keep the guy in check, but for him to want Erik and Maria joining them was something he definitely did not expect. With all that done Julius head off to his next destination. If he was to find out things about Bentley then a library wouldn't be a bad place for him to start looking. Rubbing his temples he hoped the others didn't attract any attention, they main goal was not to arise any suspicion. With a sigh he pondered on what to search up next. Mr.Grant seemed to have much influence in Bentley and the Dreamer family were suspicious, so it wouldn't hurt to find out more about them.
16 ♥ Gaining sleep was far too difficult for Julius as he was plagued with unpleasant thoughts. These thoughts were not new to him as they were things that plagued him for the many months that had gone by without Noelle and Jonathan. A peaceful rest did not seem like something that Julius was going to get unless he found Noelle and Jonathan....whether dead or alive. He needed his answers and he was going to get them. The sound of Bryan reentering the cabin had caught the attention of Julius and soon enough Julius found himself awake and ready for the day. With him finally getting up, he got himself ready and prepared to leave the cabin that he was in. Everybody was staring to get up and upon realizing they reached their place, Julius exited out of train and decided to await the others. With a yawn, Julius merely walked out and stood outside with his arms crossed. They needed to get themselves in gear and if they really stuck around one place for too long then something tragic was bound to happen.
Nothing was said other than him talking and soon enough fatigue was starting to build for the others. In the end they really didn't come up with anything at all and so far had to rely on what Julius told them. It was a pain, but like before he would have to act like a leader and push forward in order to come out victorious in their mission. Who knew what exactly would arrive before them and what exactly would happen. Julius still held on to the belief that Jonathan and Noelle was alive and as long as he continued to breath, Julius would do whatever it took to find the answers and end everything. Erik soon left the cabin and Bryan soon went and returned with pillows and blankets to sleep on. Before he knew it, Bryan and Maria were off sound as sleep, leaving Julius the only one awake in the cabin. Resting his elbow on the windowsill and his cheek on his hand, Julius sighed with a soft smile as he watched the two of them sleep. "Heh...wish things could be this peaceful all the time..." Julius said closing his eyes with a sigh. Bryan's mind had been breaking at a fast rate and if he didn't know better it would have been shattered had he not been able to maintain himself with the others. Thinking about the fate of everybody brought stress to him and all he really wished for them was that they lived their life happily not cause some damn curse. Regardless, Bryan and Julius shared the same goal and knew just how hard things would be and what the consequences of their travel would be. It hurt so bad every time he thought about Noelle and Jonathan. Jonathan had only just began to start living his life, he began to truly see the world for himself and for this to happen was tragic. It was only a day before that Julius told Noelle that she had nothing to fear, that she would live a long life and that he would be there whenever she needed him......BUT WHERE WAS HE WHEN SHE TRULY NEEDED HIM?! HE WAS WEAK! HE WAS USELESS! HE WAS PATHETIC! HE COULDN'T DO ANYTHING AS THE TWO PRECIOUS PEOPLE IN HIS LIFE VANISHED BEFORE HIM! A massive migraine hit Julius and the man instantly began to hold his head in pain. The pain of regret and sadness was great and as he held his head the tears he tried holding back fell. He couldn't be weak, he couldn't falter, he would turn his mind to steel if he had to in order to save them. And so Julius hid those feelings of regret and anguish, he locked them away and chose to remain the man that focus on his mission and the welfare of his own team. The tears that fell stopped and Julius merely wiped away whatever remained. He would end this...his self-worth meant nothing. His eyes closed and arms crossed, Julius soon drifted off to sleep.
Morning had arrived and the sunshine that had been absent for quite the long while had finally arrived and welcomed Alistair. With a yawn Alistair rose and stretched with a sigh as he arose from his bed with a smile. "Well now this is quite interesting" Alistair said he silently walked from his bed over towards the window in order to observe the outdoors. After getting so used to used to the rainy weather, Alistair was a bit disappointed to see it end. The question was just what caused the rain...was it because of the plane crash the other day? After a shower and getting dressed, Alistair headed down and soon enough made some tea for himself before sitting down and placing on his television to see just what was going on in the world. The migraine that had assaulted him earlier was something that had now passed and it merely felt like having the horrid feeling of a hangover now coming to an end. As Alistair placed on the television he watched on and witnessed just what was the latest news going on. The news about the airplane crash in New York was certainly the main issue going on and about and many people were now starting to get a bit terrified about even entering the plane. Sure people began to speak about this, but another bit of news caught his attention. The news began to speak of 4 men who were found out in the streets who were found brutally murdered and gutted. The report went on about how the police were out searching for this man and how people should be wary. "Interesting..." Alistair said narrowing his eyes with a small smile as he watched on. Seeing something like this on the news always made life quite interesting and added a little spice to it, making this far more...enjoyable.
He heard the girl speak to him and correct him about the way he called her the wrong thing and with that Seth merely let out a sigh as he closed his eyes and continued to walk on "Sorry..." Seth said quietly as he continued on with Armaris towards their destination. Armaris began to speak once more, speaking to him about the tower and as usual Seth merely remained quite. Though he didn't really say anything it wasn't like he was tuning out the girl and merely listened to her words as she spoke on as the progressed. So far the tower was quite impressive, but nothing overwhelmingly special to Seth. As they continued on they soon found themselves towards the elevator and soon enough they were offered up a small trinket for their journey. Raising an eyebrow at the trinket being offered at him, Seth took one and stared down at it. It was weird in his eyes, and though Seth never had any use for such a trinket, he still held onto it nonetheless. Grabbing an extra one, Seth tossed it over towards Armaris with a sigh "Make sure not to lose it" Seth said.
The water rushing down was a nice and soothing one that washed away any doubt or concerns. Alistair merely stood in the shower with his eyes closed and enjoyed as the water hit his hair and skin and washed it all away. Eyes calmly opening up, Alistair glanced downwards and watched as the water rushed downwards and into the drain. The migraine that assaulted him still remained, but it would not be there for long. Soon enough Alistair managed to get out of the shower and after getting dressed, he head over to the window once more and stared out of it for a bit before heading to sleep.
