Liam Matthews
Location: the Church
Interacting With: Aloise Zamora
@Morose
Aloise certainly knew what she was talking about, in fact, everyone there, even Dr. Chang seemed to know a fair bit more than he did, or at least, she was more confident. Liam was easily getting lost in this, and it was already far bigger than he would have liked it to be. Trapping Lucifer? Locking him
back in his cage? This was far more than he had ever asked or hoped for, all he'd wanted out of coming to Altsoba was a damn pay rise.
Liam didn't bother to say he was in, he figured they would all assume he was, and as much as he wanted to say 'fuck it' and head home, he knew he didn't have a chance of lasting about three seconds without Aloise looking after him right then. Instead, he went back to asking questions, probably a terrible idea, considering the fact he'd barely understand anyway.
"So... How do we uh... Get those, it's not going to be easy, is it?" It was just a vague guess, but if the 'demonic omens' were roughly what Liam figured they were, it would be an immense pain in the ass, and that was still probably a massive understatement.
Darren Andrews
Location: Altsoba County Prison
Interacting With: Jade Cornish
@Morose
Hearing the gunfire and the other scream, Darren spun to face its direction, watching as the figure came out from behind the door. Staring at him, Darren kept his gun held rather at the ready, staring at the man as he stood there, still peppered with, what Darren assumed was his sisters blood from murdering her around the corner. Seeing the angel blade in his hand, and knowing what kind of person he was, didn't exactly make Darren fuss too much about making decisions, he glanced to Jade a moment as she spoke, before looking back to to the man.
"Y'know what, not feelin' it." He said simply, feeling an inspirational moment, all too reminiscent of the swordsman scene from Raiders of the Lost Ark, talking with or engaging in some protracted fight with this, clearly insane, dangerous convict, was not high on Darren's 'end of the world' to-do list. Part of him considered the fact the man might've been possessed by something, or may not have been human at all, but for once Darren didn't care to get technical with things. Pumping the shotgun again, he pulled the trigger a couple of times, firing at least three shells in the man's direction.
Javier Crypt
Chuckling as he watched his wife's rather graceful dispatching of the fallen undead, a charmed Grin remained on Javier's face as he offered her a quick one-handed clap.
"Bravo, mi amor, were I feeling sportish, I would score that most highly." He assured her with a grin, turning back to his own undead, still impaled through the head. Sighing however as it didn't seem to do much but nail down the undead, he set a foot on the upper part of the back of its head, tucking his free arm behind his back.
With a well-trained flourish and grace, he drew the blade back out, almost giving it a twirl as he swung it around and downward in a blur, letting the blade slice down through the flesh of the corpses' neck, to sever the head from its body. Whether or not it would actually kill the zombie, a good decapitation was fun every now and then, a fact Javier knew full and well from experience, of course.