[IC] A Mansion in the Woods (Supernatural Mansion RP)

[darkandstar]

He eyed the butler for long seconds before he eventually spoke again, "Be careful who you back into a corner." Blink didn't wait to see the butler's reaction, as he teleported away.

"Oh, so she gets a 'what brings you here', and i get a fist to the gut? Not to mention that poor butler." He interrupted from behind Mikkish. He was standing a distance away, far enough that he felt relatively sure that he could escape before Mikkish could close the distance and attack, given the speed he demonstrated earlier. He was twirling his dagger in his hand. The blade was reminiscent of a katana's, but much shorter, straight, and the rest of the dagger was nothing like the iconic sword.

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish turned slowly to Blink. By his expression, you could tell he was beginning to put all the pieces together.

After a brief pause, with Mikkish staring at Blink, glancing a couple times at the girl, and expecting either one to attack, he asked

"You're not associated with this place or these cultists, are you?" He asked both of them but mostly Blink.

He then more specifically looked at Marlene "You a mage?"

[darkandstar]

"Finally piecing it together, are we?" He said, then added, "I see you got my warning. Why am I not surprised that you didn't heed it?" Should've taken out his Achilles or something. He thought to himself, eyeing up the newcomer. "And what the hell are these cultists you keep talking about?"

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish breathed a slight, hardly noticeable sigh of relief. The teleporter seemed aware of what was happening. A brain washed cultist would have his mind off somewhere else, spouting nonsense that didn't match the situation, while hiz body fought. So this guy was most likely not a cultist.

"You mean you really don't know?" Mikkish was honestly confused, he thought all mages knew. With his teleporting, Blink had to be a mage, right?

"Cults everywhere, full of mages, vampires, and some fucked up human beings. Trying to bring back the Dead Gods."

[darkandstar]

He looked Mikkish up and down. The hell was he speaking about? Vampies, Dead Gods? Perhaps he'd escaped a quarantine. Perhaps he was a victim of that false angel.

"No idea what you're talking about." He admitted. His eyes didn't leave Mikkish, caution taking over. If he was such a victim, he'd be dangerous, and he certainly seemed to have the powers to seek out whatever goals he had in mind.

[Fugitive 22]

Suspiciously, Mikkish slowly approached the butler, then slowly took the key from his hand.

"Oh, its not radioactive, I assure you." The butler joked with a smile "I will leave you to your business." The butler said, before walking off into the hallway.

Mikkish was so confused by the butler, he didn't notice the girl Marlene until she spoke.

He looked her up and down, before determining that she must be another "guest."

"So...Holland, huh? How do you like the States?" He asked her, obviously on edge, as something was going on, he didn't know what, and not to mention the teleporter could strike again at any moment.

"And by the way, what brings you to this mansion?"

Meanwhile, in the hallway where Blink was, the butler gave a similar explanation.

"All our guests get rooms, Mr Sterling. I am sure you will find yours quite accommodating." The butler said gleefully.

@MikkishtheLeprechaun

Marlene blushed.

"America was pretty amazing especially when I got to NYC." She smiled at him obviously in love with him.

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish couldn't believe that a mage could not know about the cults. News had been spreading, last he heard, about the Dead God cults and the magic induced insanity theory. Perhaps, however, there were some very isolated hidden mags communities that hadn't recieved word.

"What kind of backwater hick town are you from?" Mikkish asked, while suspiciously minding Marlene's off behavior. Mikkish knew he was a handsome guy, and could tell a woman's flirtation smile from miles away, but this was no time for flirtation.

[Fugitive 22]

Mikkish couldn't believe that a mage could not know about the cults. News had been spreading, last he heard, about the Dead God cults and the magic induced insanity theory. Perhaps, however, there were some very isolated hidden mags communities that hadn't recieved word.

"What kind of backwater hick town are you from?" Mikkish asked, while suspiciously minding Marlene's off behavior. Mikkish knew he was a handsome guy, and could tell a woman's flirtation smile from miles away, but this was no time for flirtation.

@MikkishtheLeprechaun

"Amsterdam...." She said calmly. Marlene kissed him with a shy smile on her face.

[darkandstar]

"Uhh... Boston?" He replied, carefully gauging the man's reaction. It was another test. Of course, he was from a pretty populated city, it just wasn't Boston, and if Mikkish was whoever he was claiming to be, he wouldn't know that he was lying. Theoretically, any involuntary reaction to the contrary would suggest that Mikkish knew more than he was suggesting. He was about to ask why when Marlene interrupted with her actions, and he left it at that.

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish enjoyed the kiss, but flinched back. Maybe it was normal in Amsterdam for girls to kiss guys they didn't know, but he couldn't take the risk and be fooled yet again.

"K, you can just stay right here" he said as he moved away from Marlene.

"Anyway, how can you not know about the cults? Boston is a haven for Maniacles and their business. Whatever mage society there would be the first to know." Mikkish said glaring at Blink.

[darkandstar]

Blink stared at him for long moments, confusion and wariness clear on his face. "Maniacles? Mage society?" Blink asked, then sighed, "Don't tell me that you're one of those adept types?" He made an almost disgusted face at the notion.

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

"Adept types?" Mikkish said in confusion.

"Ya know what? Yeah, I'm good at what I do. So I get where this Adept thing is coming from."

Mikkish noted the confused expression on Blink's face.

"Really though, are you...not part of some mage society? Where did you learn to teleport so well?"

[darkandstar]

"You don't make any sense, you know?" He replied. "Of course i'm not a part of a mage society, and if you have your powers you obviously know that it just, comes to you. You know, your trigger event. Though considering you seem to think you're magical, you're probably ignoring that exists."

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish paused, confused at what Blink was saying.

"What kind of bullshit have people been feeding you? Some people are born with some magic tendencies, but anyone can learn magic, even my drunk bastard ass." He said. Despite drinking age laws not being followed on the island where he studied, he still felt proud to say he was a drunk bastard. Probably because he was 20.

"But getting that good takes time, where did you practice? You got some kind of private mentor?" He asked, realizing the knife still in his hand. In the increasingly likely chance Blink was not a cultist, then maybe giving the knife back would end their conflict once and for all. In the chance Blink would attack him again, well it didn't work the first time.

"By the way, I think thats yours" Mikkish said as he tossed the knife to the ground in front of Blink

[darkandstar]

He stepped on it, and slid it back to himself, but he didn't pick it up. He was fairly certain Mikkish wasn't out to kill him anymore, but he wouldn't take that chance.

"Magic doesn't exist." He replied, simply. "And no, i don't have a private mentor. If i was rich enough to hire someone to not only teach me how to refine my powers, but to keep them well-paid enough so that they wouldn't expose my identity, i wouldn't need to use my powers in the first place. As for training? Not really, but this isn't exactly my first rodeo, either."

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

"What?" Mikkish was baffled. Did this guy really say magic didn't exist, despite the teleporting, and despite the talk of abilities.

"Wait...alright, so if magic isn't real, explain your teleporting." Mikkish said, in attempt to convince Blink "And aside of all that, maybe you can explain this mansion, and what exactly the fuck is going on, or am I tripping again?"

[darkandstar]

"Just because none of the tinkers have figured it out doesn't mean it automatically defaults to being magic." He rolled his eyes. "The mansion, i'd imagine, is here because someone's testing us?" He then shrugged, "With things like the Slaughterhouse Nine, and the Simurgh, who knows?"

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

Mikkish sighed at the mention of Slaughterhouse 9.

"Oh god, you're one of those book nerds."

What was he doing? Chatting up this teleporting guy when he had set out to hunt down and take out a cult? The guy seemed normal enough, but nothing else really did.

Then it came to mind that he had gotten a key to a room somewhere in this mansion.

"Okay, whatever you want to say about magic, and how teleporting and enhancing strength isn't magic. I got bigger things to worry about." Mikkish pulled the key out of his pocket "By the way, nobody gave you a key to a room, did they?

[darkandstar]

"Book nerds?" He chuckled, "No, just got some common sense. And keys? You mean like this?" He asked, sheathing the blade, shoving his hand in a pocket, retrieving the key from it. He flicked it in the air.

[MikkishtheLeprechaun]

"Excuse me, Miss"

Mikkish overheard a butler saying this to Marlene

"Here is the key to your room. I hope you enjoy your stay." He said, handing her a key and then walking away.

It was becoming more and more obvious to Mikkish that not only weren't either of these people cultists, but in fact they were in the same boat as him. At least it seemed that way. But while he himself was probably being lured into a trap by the staff and whatever magic was at play here, why were these others here? And what other "guests" would be joining them?

"Something tells me you never made any reservations either. So what brought you here?"