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Yo, I'm Kidd. 30, latte enjoyer, not immune to anime girls.



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[ Flynn ]

Flynn had been the most vocal about the sedatives, but calmed down once actually given them. She was surprised, too, by how little they gave her; she had expected to be knocked out for the flight. Well, that wasn't so bad, she thought partway through the flight, her blue eyes gazing calmly out the window. When they landed, she happily stretched, feeling completely renewed. "What's next?" she had asked as the vans arrived. When she took her seat inside, she watched Tamara for a bit.

Though, the fellow halfbreed grew less and less interesting as the ride went on, and Flynn's curiosity had shifted over to the human and her data pad instead. However, she didn't understand half of what was on the screen at anytime and she grew bored. Sighing, she contented herself by playing with sparks of electricity between the fingers of both hands until the party arrived at the hotel.

And boy, was the hotel damaged. Eyes wide, she followed everyone else's lead and searched. She wasn't really sure what they were searching for, however, so she mostly wandered aimlessly. Flynn was not trained in this sort of work, so she mostly stared in awe at the destruction that this hotel had meant. Finally, a fellow halfdemon walked over with his hand up. Grateful for the distraction from the fact that she felt like a total dumbass, she peered curiously and her brows furrowed together.

Stupidly, she opened her mouth to speak, but caught Blake's gesture just in time and her mouth immediately shut again. She followed his gaze over to the agents and only crossed her arms instead.



[ KB ]

KB had no idea how the flight went. Like the half demons, he was out: drunk for the first half and self medicated into a minicoma for the second. He was the last one off the plane, and he had stepped into the van with a lazy yawn. The halfbreeds could have crashed the vehicle and escaped, and he'd probably fall asleep through it. Luckily, though, the agent managed to stay awake--if a little grouchy--until they reached their destination.

Yawning again as they were lead into the hotel, he continued to remain silent. In his drowsiness, he decided against being too hard on the halfbreeds; they were here to earn their freedom, after all. They had no reason to compromise the mission. KB, assured by the thought, searched other areas of the hotel and even went ahead to question the staff. Acquiring leads was the one big thing Axis used him for--he figured he could dig something up and put some sort of story together once enough evidence was collected.

When he finally rejoined the others, he only shrugged. He had nothing--nothing yet. The pieces would have to be put together. "Learn anything?" he asked instead, eyes flickering to the other agents. "Why was the dog barking?"


Oh!! You're right, ahaha. Here's one of my faves from season 1:

"Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole."

I'll throw it in the sheet, sorry I missed it! Thanks for accepting anyway
"Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole."

Name: Agrat

Nickname: She's currently going by her vessel's name, Candace "Candy" Cain

Species: Demon

Age: Appears to be in her late teens.

Appearance: Candace is the girl everyone wants to be or have: she's tall and slim with curves in just the right places. Her wide eyes are a brilliant green and her smile blinding white, framed by full pink lips. Her hair is long but manageable, falling in blonde cascades to her lowerback. She has soft, poreless skin and it's a soft olive hue, giving her the best tans come summer time. Throughout most of high school, Candace has worn skirts to compliment her long legs and warm tops to hide her lanky arms. However, something has changed in her appearance: her skirts are higher than ever and necklines lower. Her pink lips are often painted a daring red, and she wears heels that add even more to her incredible height of 5'8", standing sometimes as tall as 6'. Beautiful blonde hair has been highlighted with subtle hues of pink, and her green eyes seem darker. And did she ALWAYS wear that much perfume?

Personality: Candace has always been queen bee material: she's a perfectionist, confident, rich, and a little snobby. She's known her whole life to hang with the "right" crowd and avoid the losers and drop outs. Her hard social work has earned her the titles of cheer captain and most popular girl in the school. Now, she's a senior and ready to rule.

Weapons/Equipment: Her Angel Blade has no unique name, but it's powerful nonetheless. In this world, it takes the form of a tube of red lipstick. However, once the cap is removed, it transforms into a large, two handed blade that a girl of Candy's size should not be able to wield.

Other: Agrat has an affinity for wind. This allows her to float on the air as if she weighs nothing, a common phenomenon among the possessed. However, she doesn't use it often for obvious reasons.
@RainbowFactory I'll go ahead and make a demon now! I was worried everyone and their mother wanted to play a demon, but we have mostly angels and a human right now. After the demon, I may make a hunter, but we'll see
@iHxzardx Yes, I'm in!

@RainbowFactory I love them, too xD My favorite character type to play is the rich brat so
*is very tempted to make a bitchy Queen Bee cliche who's a demon

I'll wait and let everyone else post characters first, though. I'm happy filling any roles that seem to be lacking.
Finally posted. Sorry, between my two jobs' schedules and social life, I'm not on as often as I'd like. And I know I'll be scarce this weekend.
[ Flynn ]

A force of nature. Wide eyed and watching Tamara, that was the impression Flynn got. Unlike most of the people in the room, she was awestruck by the unapologetic confidence and power. Then the hologram continued and she scowled, electricity crackling between her fingers momentarily. Her blue eyes almost seemed to glow. "Sedation?" she growled. "We've been dragged here to help and you want to drug us?" It was difficult to make Flynn angry; at her core, she was a kind and patient person, but she grew more and more intolerant of any sort of oppression toward halfbreeds. "Am I the only one here objecting to this?" she asked, her gaze flickering to the others.



[ KB ]

"Do you know how many people mildly sedate themselves for a plane ride anyway?" KB interjected boredly. He kept it to himself that he, too, would be drugged because fuck planes; they caused anxiety for the agent, so he failed to see any problem with the proposed plan. "Besides," he added as his gaze hardened, "you're here on our terms. If you don't like them, we can terminate the contract and then you." To her credit, the halfbreed didn't completely falter under his glare, but she clearly wanted to say more. She fell back into silence.

He watched Tamara--who had been ignoring until then due to her eccentric nature. She was no doubt the biggest current threat, and he disliked the way she spoke. Cocky as hell. Sarcastic. Almost too smart for her own good. Though, if she was that smart, she wouldn't have been captured at all. "You’re supposed to kill me if I go all 'wild child' on you," she had said, and the general seemed uncomfortable with the idea. However, KB thought to himself, Should probably kill you now. Honestly, what is Axis thinking? He rolled his eyes to himself and continued to study the rest of the files, his finger now tapping against the side of the folder in irritation even without Blake's influence. He knew he wouldn't be the biggest fighter on the team, especially with the half breeds here. So he was taking it upon himself to know as much as possible; it was what he mostly did for Axis anyway.
"This doesn't look the way to cover," Miles stated glumly, his gaze out the front of the van moving to Nobody. The crappy music pounded in his ears and he rubbed at his face. Well, he wasn't the driver. So, he shook his head and finally stepped up front to buckle into the passenger seat. As Nobody drove, he silently doubled checked his guns' ammo. Twelve rounds each, should be more than enough if he was dragged into a fight. Though, by the sound of Maja's description, he'd be fine with far less than that.

Sighing melodramatically, he leaned against the door, glaring out the window like a moody teenager who just lost the front seat to her younger brother. He didn't enjoy talking to Nobody and his abstract ways of communication, so he remained silent, trying to figure out where they had slipped up for the enemy to act so quickly.
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