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Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy perked up at the sound of her name, though she wasn't sure why it had been said. Something told her that she was being scolded for something that she had done. Possibly she was being scolded for drinking half a bottle of vodka by herself. "Micael? As in the demon?" Effy asked, blowing strands of blonde hair out of her face. She couldn't remember how she knew Micael, but she felt as if their meeting had been a thoroughly unpleasant one on her part.

The drunken girl sat up once again, her eyes wide with fear as she realized who Micael was. "Micael...he's the one...he's the..." She swallowed her words, uncapping the bottle of vodka. If she was beginning to remember, she wasn't drunk enough. She was never drunk enough.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy had not heard him call her name, she was too taken by the bottle of vodka. She would drink until the world around her was black. It was the only way she knew how to cope with things. Alcohol was not the answer to all her questions, but it sure as hell made her forget what she was asking. With a glance at Gin, she began to chug the bottle. Before long she had already downed a third. She was beginning to feel ill, but was determined to continue drinking. Anything to help her forget what was going on around her.

Effy had made her way through half the bottle of vodka before Gin was even able to take a sip of his. She pointed at Gin, one eye opened and one eye closed. Her body swayed back and forth ever so slightly as she did her best to push herself into a sitting position. After what felt like years, she was finally sitting up with one eye still trained on Gin. "Gin, tell me something." She slurred. "Why do I love you soooooooooooooo much, when all I wanna do right now is hit that pretty little face of yours with a bottle?" The question seemed reasonable to her. Then again, everything seemed reasonable at the moment. "Sober me wouldn't tell you this, but I'm scared shitless of this...dead bringer back to lifer guy. He sounds like a right dick." She took a giant gulp of the vodka before continuing on. "I just don't want to see you get hurt, because I don't know if I've mentioned this...but I love you. I'm sorry I sleep with other men. I don't like to, but I don't have a choice" Rants like these had grown increasingly common during her episodes of drinking. It was as if her conscious was trying to clean itself.

Effy fell back onto the pillow with the vodka clutched to her chest. Somehow she had managed to put the cap back on before falling back.

The Bloodstained Flags

Viktoriya watched people trickled into the small room, all of them men. Not that she minded, she was rather fond of men. Though they all came from different walks of life, they all had one goal in mind: stopping the Axis powers. A wave of sorrow washed over her as she thought about her family back home in Russia. She had no way of knowing if they were still alive, though she prayed every night that they were. Viktoriya stood over to the side, and mostly out of the way, as she continued to watch in silence. This briefing was either going to go very well for her, or very poorly. She hoped for the former.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy was way ahead of Gin, and had replaced her feline friend with a large bottle of vodka. "You can grab your own bottle, this one is mine." She had collapsed onto the cat pillow, a herd of cats flocking to her as if she was covered in catnip. The black and white cat his protectively, settling himself on her lap. With bottle in hand she fell back, her head resting on the floor. She poured the clear liquid directly into her mouth, choking a little as she tried to swallow.

"So, what exactly is he? Flauros?" Effy asked as curiosity got the best of her. Months ago, she would have never even asked a question such as that. She would have never doubted he was anything more than human. Odd and a little eccentric, but human nonetheless. As she waited for Gin to answer her question, she poured more of the vodka into her mouth. Swallowing hard, this time without choking. She was mildly proud of herself on this very, very small accomplishment.

A cold numbness began creeping into her as she laid there in silence. Effy was terrified, and more than that...she was angry. She was angry at everyone around her for lying to her for so long. Angry at Gin for making her love him. She held back a scream as she covered her face with her hands.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy followed him quickly, excited by the prospect of vodka. There was no situation that alcohol couldn't remedy. It was the perfect cure all, fixing everything from broken hearts to self esteem issues. The black and white cat was still wrapped tightly in Effy's arms, and now appeared to be smirking at Gin. If Effy was shocked by Flauros' rude remarks towards gin, she didn't show it. She was curious as to why their new companion hated Gin so much and what type of trouble he was referring to. Had Gin brought issues such as this to him before? She highly doubted it, but she thought it was best if she didn't ask many questions when it came to matters such as that.

"How have you been, Flauros?" Effy asked as she bridged the gap between them. She had to job to keep up with his large strides. "Oh, and I like your cat. If I didn't know better, I would try and steal him." She nodded towards the cat in her arms whom was still purring contentedly. She glanced at the large man, trying to gauge his reaction to her questions and statement. Nothing. It would have been easier for her to read a book in a foreign language than it was to read this man.

The Bloodstained Flags

Ah, perfect! When will we start?

The Bloodstained Flags

So I was just curious, but are all our characters together? As in the Allies are with the Allies, and the Axis are with the Axis? Because it would be hella hard to RP if we're all in different countries.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy stared at Gin with expressionless eyes. Pushy cats? Visiting someone she hadn't seen in at least nine months? This was all too much. Too much far too soon. With a sigh she rested her head against the window, closing her eyes as her breath fogged up the window. She tried her best to collect her thoughts, but quickly abandoned the attempt. It would have been easier to herd blind cants."We're going into the creepy looking church, aren't we?" She had to ask, though she already new the question. Of course they were going into the church. Where else would they go?

Effy got out of the car, meows resounding around her as she slammed the door. Five cats of different sizes and colors darted out at her, rubbing themselves against her legs with loud purrs and tails happily swaying. A sleek black and white cat with vibrant eyes rocketed himself into her arms. For some reason unknown to her she held him close, burying her face in his soft fur. He purred contentedly, head resting on Effy's shoulder. He winked at Gin, as if to say "got your girl."

"I feel like a crazy cat lady. Cats usually hate me, so this is kinda freaking me out." Effy said as she reluctantly lifted her face from the cat's back. Of all things that should have freaked her out, it was this. Odd.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

Effy threw Gin her keys, her thoughts racing. What the hell cats had to do with escaping necromancers, she did not know. "I guess cats are okay. I don't know, I'm allergic." She was exasperated. Too many things were going on at once. she wished it would all just slow down. If she were a magical creature, she would have stopped time hours ago and disappeared into the night. "I swear to fuck, shit like this would only happen to me."

She slid into her VW Bug, climbing over to the passenger seat once she had realized her mistake. Folding her hands into her lap she sat in silence, waiting. She waited for a hooded man to jump in front of the car. Or for a werewolf to sit up in the cramped back seat. In a span of two hours, her world had crumbled around her. That had to be a record. Where was Guinness when you needed them? "Where are we going?" she asked as the slamming of Gin's door brought her back to the harsh reality she was in.

Since you didn't ask... (Mayadere and raleighallynn)

"I think you're going to miss it more than I will." Effy said as she repositioned the bag on her shoulder. This was fucking crazy. She was fucking crazy, leaving everything behind at the urgings of a monster. No, Gin wasn't a monster; she didn't know what to think he was. "I know you hate it, but you're going to have to drive. You know where we'll be safe." Pushing passed Gin, as she made her way out of the building and into the night.

The air was oddly cool for a summer night, making Effy wish she had thought to grab a jacket. There was no one to be seen on the street, but somehow she felt as if they weren't alone. Yellow eyes, or what she thought were eyes at a glance, peered at them from the shadows. She glanced at Gin, searching his face. His mannerism seemed foreign to her, his body only a little less deflated than before. Guilt filled her, replacing the fear with something worse. She wanted to reverse time, change the way she had reacted, but she couldn't. There was only room to move forward at this point. She groaned. "Would you mind cluing me in as to why a necromancer wants me for his...collection?" Collection of what, Effy didn't want to know. She was already part of a collection. Samual's collection. She had no desire to be part of another one.