Demonic Angel

After the Asteroid-Closed

@WickAs much as enjoy rping with you, and I do Wick, I afraid to say that I'm already nearly past my maximum number of rps. But I will keep this link in mind for the future. I do apologize for this. 😔

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Killian Jones

The room was smaller than the man would have like. Yes there was room to walk around, unlike so many bedrooms in his past, even with the set up but something was off about it. The human was just about to curl his fingers around the answer which laid on the tip of his tongue until a voice called out welcome to the resistance. Killian's jaw tightened as his stomach slowly filling his insides with both a small pit and a sickening feeling. This couldn't be good. Especially if Charles since sitting inside this room.

His head turned back towards the middle as his body slowly felt odd. It wasn't heavy to cancel out movement but it was noticeably. Even from those who had just walked inside the store it seemed. As the two made eye contact instantly the guy knew his teacher wasn't the least bit happy about the three being there. Than again it always seemed like he was always surprised by the student's actions, though the trust which the 19 year old placed on the man would have clashed his lack of judement years ago. When the three seemed to be summoned the guy sighed quietly while listening to the meeting going on. If Charles was into some troublesome shot the man wanted to know. Granted at the moment a Licenti had helped the professor up. Even though his facial features didn't show the surpirse which his mind held but to be honest Killian was still suspicious of this act of kindness.

Walking forward the human gave his usual nodding greeting before noting the hand pressed against his side. A sure sign of keeping someone from bleeding to death. Something which Killian was quite familiar with in his troubled past. Though unlike the professor the friend was unable to make it. Mainly due to having several bullet wounds, allowing blood to escape from his friend's body quickly, thankfully from what Killian could tell the comrade passed away with as little pain as possible. On the contrary to the ones who had failed their jobs or even ran away like he had.

He shook his head clear and focused on the problem in front of him. The guy couldn't help one of those people but he could sure as hell help Charles. He opened the medical bag, shifting through the items inside, until finding the thing he wanted. It was a small circliar piece of wood, an inch thick in diameter and about two or three in length, just big enough to fit inside a human's mouth. Around the item were faint bit marks showing how many times Killian had used it. The piece of wood was used to keep quiet when injured on the job. "Bite down on this. I need to get this cleaned up and when we get home I'll give you some pain killers. Unless you plan on another suicide run which I advise against. Considering there's a girl who you sent me after." he said more in a hiss than a whisper.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

My sister is so weird

The Cruise Retreat

"That's not what I'm worried about." She mumbled. The girl sighed and got her phone out. She texted someone she hadn't talked to in a long while. 'How are you brother?' This would most likely catch her lover's attention straight away.

Long Lost Love

"Sorry." The man said as the other three tried to calm the witch down. After hours and hours Hiji had repaired everything. Inside it had looked like something had clawed it's way out. On her back would be something new.

Hetaoni-The Final Timeloop

No problem babe

Keri and Colette: Twisted Love

He blinked trying to figure out what was going on. The man closed the door and lead her towards what seemed like a small family area. There was couple of children running around, a pregnant woman watching them, two men rough housing inside the bedroom, and a very familiar girl talking with a woman. The small child which had blossomed into a woman.

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Killian Damien Jones

Killian inched his frame out of the car, eyes glued upon the small store's entrance, before tuning them towards his companions. Oscar wouldn't be a problem. Azulia on the other hand showed every sign of mourning. Then again there where still humans who did tend to stick to gothic traditions, as if shouting to the prae that they were rebels waiting for a massive war, which would most likely happen sooner then wanted. Or at least in the guy's opinion.

He glanced at his party once again before clearing his throat. Damn did the man want to tell them to stay put but in the other hand none of the three knew what to expect. Would they open the entrance to a massive blood bath? We're there enemies inside laying in wait to ambush them? Was the bad ass professor finally killed? "Impossible. The outcome so far had been proved to be a challenge. Well considering what the professor had been through over the years I've known him."The human thought to himself. As if the man had found the fountain of immortality. Something which even the kindest of souls would kill in order to gain a everlasting life.

The man nearly choked on the idea. Where had that single thought originated? Was it always there inside the back of his mind just waiting for the perfect timing to strike? " Focus on taking care of the professor. After that ask what happened."The human mumbled to himself as he turned right at the front of vehicle. Once at the left corner Killian turned left and walked to the passenger side, discreetly avoiding accidentally slamming in Oscar. He opened the glove apartment, practally throwing newspaper clippings into the floor, then mentioning something to the effect of found it out loud.

At first glance the small object looked like a leather bag but closer inspection would tell other wise. On the front, where the paint had lightened in color, showed the familiar first aid symbol. At the edges the black paint had worn down to reveal the usual red coloring. Killian quickly opened the bag, noting that the kit had been recently filled with basic medical supplies, ostensible nodding while shutting the bag.

"Azulia, might I suggest on waiting on giving that letter to Charles? At least until we know what exactly happened and if he's truly injured?"He commented. The human patiently waited for her response, giving a slight nod to show he had received the message, and lead the small unit to the entrance. When the man was directly at the door he placed a hand on the knob, being as quiet as possible to open it on instinct. There was no doubt this would backfire on the three of them later on which could lead towards a punishment of some shorts. A well earned action in the human's mind.

The man forced himself to completely open the object, releasing a small groan at noticing a tiny crowd of strangers, as well as looking for his friend.

The Cruise Retreat

Moiji Heart

Moiji's Info

Name: Moiji Heart
Age: 17 (actually born in during the civil War)
Appearance:
Species: Vampire
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Birthday: November 22
Parents: Reba and Frost Heart
Position in the group: Keri's killing buddy, Keri's and Leanna's older brother, and "Isaac's son"

Likes
Death
Darkness in people's hearts
Causing Pain

Dislikes
Life
Sane People
People who deny what they are

~History~
In and out of states

Long Lost Love

Moiji Heart

Moiji's Info

Name: Moiji Heart
Age: 17 (actually born in during the civil War)
Appearance:
Species: Vampire
Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius
Birthday: November 22
Parents: Reba and Frost Heart
Position in the group: Keri's killing buddy, Keri's and Leanna's older brother, and "Isaac's son"

Likes
Death
Darkness in people's hearts
Causing Pain

Dislikes
Life
Sane People
People who deny what they are

~History~
In and out of states