Demonic Angel

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

Killian Jones

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Time

Day 2

Location

Charles House

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“Good morning Azulia.” The man said as he shifted the eggs inside the pan. His mouth opened, as if to say something, until they both heard a bang followed by Charles’ voice grumbling something. The former gangster sighed and shook his head. “I see that someone is having a bad day.” He mumbled to himself.

The guy slowly turned the bacon as a yawn worked out of his throat. He stretched his arms above his head in attempt to help lessen the stiffness inside his muscles. The human made a mental note to call his old tattooist after asking Charles to remove the whole ink set. Something which made his body tense up. How long had it been since the first tattoo was done? How long had it been since the young man added the rose and rain to the gang tattoo? Years? Day? Months? In truth Killian had lost count during the time the professor had taken him under his wing. Granted that they're time was slowly creeping to an end due to the teacher’s new responsibility being inside the house now. Yes, it wasn't the young woman’s fault or even his best friend’s fault. In the back of his mind the African American truly wished that this day would have never come but it was time to look for a new home. One which he could call his own.

The young man’s eyes shifted towards the door and noted Charles dragging his feet. This was fairly unusual for the man making curiosity claw at Killian’s mind for more details. Though the injury healing by the time they had gotten home had caught him by surprise. Then again this was Charles and weird seemed to be the main constancy in his life. The human stirred the eggs once again before grabbing three plates out of the cabinet. As much as he loved some of the antiques inside the house, though at times the man wanted to chuck that damn coffee grounder into a pawnshop and be done with the blasted thing forever, some more modern items would have been appreciated. Granted this action would cost the life span of his already limited money and paints.

His eyes flickered towards the right when something moved in the corner of his eyesight. The guy’s lips curled into a small smile while the oldest of the three took the tray and exited the kitchen. Most times he would have went back inside the other room and took the tray back but considering that they had another mouth to feed it was best the other two started eating now. The guy turned off the heat from the stove and began to clean his mess. It didn't seem to take long thankfully so the human began plating their food and then brought two of them out.

"It's nothing fancy but it's food. Charles when you and Azulia are done may I ask for your help removing my tattoo?” He asked while placing the plates down.

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Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

~| The Sacking of Coruscant- Training Ground|~
~| Day 1, 11th hour |~

Talon’s claws gently scraped against the temple’s flooring as she walked towards one of the many training grounds. Most days after a mission the Amaran just wanted to be left alone, isolated from the rest of the world, and unbothered from any contact from the outside world like the good old days. Then again the “good old days” consisted in constant running from guards or even gangsters, who were attempting to protect their valuables. How many years had it been since the young woman had left? Cast out from her home moon, vowing to never walk upon its comforting ground, just to stay alive for a longer time span? What would have happened if the girl had successfully dodged the Jedi until he had left the criminal moon? The answer would have most likely been dead inside some back alley. Buried like a dirty secret which should have never been brought into the light.

A soft chuckle slipped from her throat, as she shook her mind clear of such bothersome thoughts. There wasn't anything which would allow her to go back in time and change the life’s path that had been unburied from its darkest depths. Nothing would help Talon erase all the wrongs that cluttered her pure black slate. Granted that if there was such a thing, the young woman would have kept her parents from going to such a dangerous place and get killed second upon arrival.

She couldn't help but wonder if they were attempting to go after something. Something much more important than their lives or the life of their child. The Amaran’s right front paw slowly ran against her temple, shifting the usually messy red fur from its place, before scratching the back of her neck. [color=#CD853]”Looks like I chose the right hallway. I wonder if the human was able to gain another mission. Hmm…”[/color] she said out loud to herself. The woman walked a little bit farther out, paw just touching the soft grass, before her right ear flickered towards the temple front. Something felt wrong. As if something had forced its way into the Amaran’s den. The girl sighed as she rushed back into the temple with one goal in mind. Get the younglings out before they were harmed.

The farther Talon ran inside the louder the noises seemed to increase. There was a hint of what smelt like oil, burning flesh, and something else she couldn't quite grasp. Which clearly told the girl that the Jedi was under attack by the Sith. If the past had ever taught her something important than it would have been having the element of surprise on your side. An advantage that they had just lost within a day. The Amaran slowly leaned forward while trying to decide if going on all four paws was a good idea or not. Yes it would help her build momentum faster but if the young woman ran into Sith then that would be one hell of a chase. Thankfully she knew she was much more slimmer in build compared to the stories which other Jedi had brought with them. Not adding to the advantage of fitting into tight spaces. [color=#CD853]” I might be able to switch my positions fairly quickly. Though the timing might be a bit harder. On the plus side they would have to hit a moving target.”[/color] the woman commented inside her mind. Before she could make a logical decision she was down on all fours half way down the hallway.

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~| The Sacking of Coruscant- Cerria’s Room|~
~| Day 1, 11th hour |~

5 Minutes Earlier

Plopping down on her bunk, Cerria let out a side, her damp brown hair surround her like a halo. She was dressed in her usual white Jedi robes. She had gotten done with another round of training and gotten a shower after making her feel refreshed. Though throughout her training, she kept getting a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was going to happen.

”I could be just imagining it. After all that last mission really left me quite on edge.” she muttered to herself. Sitting up, she grabbed her water canister that was sitting by her lightsaber and frowned when she felt how severely light.

”Hmm I better go get some more water then...” Grumbling, she grabbed her lightsaber and attached it to her side. Leaving her room, she felt her blood run cold as she heard loud, booming noises.

”What the hell?” She ran towards a nearby window and felt just pure coldness seem across her body. She backed away and ran down the hall.

Present

Ignoring the soreness that was now choosing to set in. She bumped into her master. He had turned his head, a worried expression. She had already seen Shiri already bolting towards a different area. Cerria met eyes with her master as he said:

“Cerria, I want you to go to the temple archives and wait there. You’re not fit for combat but you can heal the wounded and we can shepherd them to you. Now go.” Unable to disobey her master no matter how much she wanted to stay by his side, she nodded.

”Yes master” She started to run again only to stop and look at her master. She couldn't shake the dreaded feeling that this would be the last time she would ever see him. Blinking the tears away, she ran down a hallway. With her heartbeat pounding against her ear drums, she was unaware of how loud her running footsteps were.

Looking up finally, she could see two glowing orbs of yellow ahead. She knew is instantly whose eyes they belonged to.

”TALON!” She called out.

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I'm getting there... Slowly

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Location: National History Museum
Time: Late Afternoon

”At times I wished I brought my own phone. But considering I don't I'm in need of one.” Yeong’s head turned towards Ji's, a smirk placed on her lips, before she attempted to locate the number from Ben’s shredded clothes. Under normal circumstances the woman would have mentioned that the using many should always bring on extra pair with him. Just in case something like this like this would happen again in the future. Which would considering how the guy was going so far.

The girl noticed that there was something embedded into what was left of one of the pockets. She gently grabbed at one of the bloodied corners, nose wrinkling, as the youngest sibling groan in disgust. ”I always hated the first few transformations. They always made me think that I was going to bleed to death.” she commented as she patted her sister’s pockets down. When Yeong founded what she was looking for she slipped Ji’s phone out of her pocket and called the number. After a few minutes of talking the woman hung up. ”They're on their way.”

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

*plays heroic music* Talon to Xid's rescue!!!!@Fallenreaper

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Location: National History Museum
Time: Late Afternoon

The youngest sibling allowed her eyes to flicker from her sibling towards the exasperated sigh. It felt strange having another werewolf inside the same room but then again it also felt strange having the person in wolf form with what seemed to be a human inside the room. Most cases the young woman’s sibling would have been freaking out or even attempting to form a logical excuse. Yet here she was attempting to be calm as well as stern. A single question formed inside the girl’s mind as she listened to the new aqantence closely. What had just happened to keep Ji from wanting to rip her a new one?

The werewolf’s eyes returned back towards her sibling once she spoke. In a way she wished the oldest would just keep her mouth shut at times so they wouldn't argue. ”If you were human we wouldn't be having this conversation Ji. I'm not a puppy anymore so you don't need to keep an eye on me 24/7. Did you ever think that the reason I'm acting up is because I want you to stop treating me like a child? I mean I understand that you're the oldest but give me some space and start trusting me.” The young woman said in a harsh tone. It wasn't that Yeong didn't Emory her sister’s guidance but at times she always felt like a demotic pet. Leashed up for a walk until the wolf learned to obey her master. In truth this wasn't what she needed to feel. The girl missed feeling free and the ground underneath her paws, running deeper in the inhabited range. ” As for anyone else appearing I wouldn't know. As far as I know Ji and me are the only ones who should be here.”

Her attention then turned towards the other woman. ”I take it as Ji spilled our little secret. Some much for keeping that one under wraps. Guess she just couldn't help but show off a bit.” the woman commented mentally scolding Ji for taking a huge ass risk before continuing. ”I hate to say this but I believe you're correct. At least for now. Though if you don't mind introducing yourself once we’re in a safe place,” she commented just as Marie leaned down in front of Ben.

When the puppy turned back into his human form the woman shifted in her spot. For once she was speechless considering that Marie was able to shift him back fairly easy though by the looks of things the young man’s body still wasn't quite used to change. Perhaps a few more shifts and it would become just like theirs. Flesh turning into what seemed like dead skin, making it easier to peel away, leaving less of a mess behind. ”” It gets easier as time goes by kid. Unless you're like Ji and tend to get dusty. Unlike the OCD person I tend to be much more cleaner.” the girl shot at her sister.

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

I'll post when I can... Need to do one for CAH

Long Lost Love

"Nothing major." Keri said as Seth rolled his eyes.
"Heart stopping for about four times is major."

Keri and Colette: Twisted Love

The man shouted in pain and then held his arm. Once the children were inside Keri's attention towards the fight and rushed to save her father. As a result when Colette went to strike at him again she managed to strike a vital vein making the human bleed out.