"Think back to the explosions. I'm sure you're thinking that they were random; but they weren't. I set those explosions, like I said, and they were not supposed to explode at those times. You made them explode, Avaritia."
"Years Avaritia. I've watched you and Avaritia for years. Copies of me have watched ten of our kind. Made sure that 'The Syndicate' wasn't interested in them. Until they came for me. They didn't realise how special I was, and they only took one copy hostage. I decided to work with them, and get closer to you. So Avaritia, are you special enough to warrant my protection and my interest?"
I dunno what I need protection from but I'll play along and maybe I can leave
"So, you, me and nine others are special and you have been atching them? How are we special? Please give me as many details as you can. What exactly can we do? You can apperantly multiply yourself what about us ten?"
OOC: The Syndicate... The Orzhov are involved!!!
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Why are you so eager to know? Don't you realise the danger you are in?"
Kristina shifted back into one form. She walked up to Avaritia and glared at him.
"Alright. I guess you do want to know. Hopefully I can teach you how to control it. Your power is..."
The room explodes in bright light as the sound of glass is heard. Men descend from ropes from the large windows of the house. The men wear dark clothing and some sort of military gear.
The men landed on the floor and rushed at Avaritia and Kristina. Kristina scowled at Avaritia.
"Why didn't you do something?!"
Kritstina shivered and copied herself into thirty copies. Each copy rushed at a military man and engaged in hand to hand combat. Unfortunately, the men were armed with rifles and batons, and soon the clones were fighting a losing battle. Kristina shouted at Avaritia.
The guards gave a cry as the guns in their hands began to melt. Their attacks stopped, as they attempted to comprehend what was going on. Kristina gave a yelp of victory, and threw her copies onto Avaritia, covering him.
Loud explosions erupted, tearing the building apart. The grenades hanging off each man's belt had exploded, their metal pins torn off. Avaritia remained unharmed due to the clones of Kristina which lay upon him. The explosions died down, and Kristina absorbed the clones back into her original body.
Kristina grimaced as she surveyed the bodies.
"You wanted to know what you can do? There's your answer. Those bombs from the bank and your house? You set them off when you became emotional. And this is what i'm trying to protect you against."
"If you don't take this seriously, you will die Avaritia. Always remember that this power is new, and is therefore unstable. The first time I discovered my power, I split into over ten thousand copies. It was a good thing I was alone. Probably a bad thing that I couldn't control the copies. You just blew up some bombs. Now, these men are part of an enemy who wants to control us. Now I know that they realise I am no longer a friend, I have a few urgent things, and people, to take care of. You'll have to take care of yourself for a little while - but i'll be back. Get out of here as soon as you can, and never come here again if you want to live."
Kristina shook Avaritia's hand and kissed him on the cheek.
"Take care".
Kristina disappeared out the door and into a nearby car. The car leapt and fled into the distance.
The wind rustled as it stirred the smell of gunpowder which hung in the air.
Not much happened on the trip to the library. The library was open and there seemed to be a crowd gathering near a nearby electronics store opposite the library.
Only one person in the crowd tore their eyes away from the plasma television screens in the window. The man glanced at Avaritia.
"Some guys got killed. They think it was a terrorist attack or something. Pretty big stuff."
The news report shifted back to an attractive reporter behind a desk. Pictures of the house Avaritia had been at flashed across the screen.
"...And it is currently believed that the terrorist group R.A.V.E.N. is behind the killings, although a spokesman for the President has failed to give an information regarding the killings. No evidence has currently been made public, but the anti-terrorism response team have stated that they have begun ten strikes against what they believe to be RAVEN leaders and sympathisers. The pictures you are seeing at the moment are believed to be the work of terrorist magnetic weapons, having torn the grenades' pins from their holdings. We'll keep you up to date on these gruesome killings throughout the day. You're watching..."
The words faded away as the crowd buzzed, discussing these new terrorist movements. Fear and anger surged through the crowd, but soon it began to disperse, the news report spotlight over.
Avaritia arrived home to an empty house. The doors were locked and the windows tightly shut. Luxuria was nowhere to be found although her car was still locked in the garage.
Avaritia's car pulled up in the driveway, humming like it had never stalled a few hours previously.
Maybe she just went for a walk. I need some time alone right now any way. So, according to the news report I can cause magnet force.
*Looks around for a small metal object* A penny okay, Kristina told me to imagine the guns gone.
*Imagines coin mmoving to hand.*
OOC: That last one was half thought half action hence the Italics in asterixes.
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
The coin shifted and shuddered. Suddenly, it moved and leapt into Avaritia's face, striking his forehead. The penny fell to the floor and rolled under a chair.
HOLY ****. It actually worked. Wait maybe this is one of those hidden camera shows.
"Ok, I get it now this is a hidden camera show where is the host come on out!"
*Waits nervously for response* ****!
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Break, O Earth.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
A sudden rustle came from the window. A squirrel popped up and scampered off, giving Avaritia a fright.
It had been fifteen minutes without word from Luxuria. There was no note left, and the car was still in the driveway. The house was locked tight, and nothing seemed to be missing.
"Which is what?"
Why can't she just tell me what is going on?
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
WHAT?!
"What?!"
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"So, you, me and nine others are special and you have been atching them? How are we special? Please give me as many details as you can. What exactly can we do? You can apperantly multiply yourself what about us ten?"
OOC: The Syndicate... The Orzhov are involved!!!
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Kristina shifted back into one form. She walked up to Avaritia and glared at him.
"Alright. I guess you do want to know. Hopefully I can teach you how to control it. Your power is..."
The room explodes in bright light as the sound of glass is heard. Men descend from ropes from the large windows of the house. The men wear dark clothing and some sort of military gear.
"Get down on the floor!"
Kristina spins around, fear in her eyes.
"Avaritia!" she yells.
**** what is going on, whatever she just might be right. Just in case she is, EXPLODE!!!
OOC: As long as I understand my power correctly nothing should happen but I'll find out when you update.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Why didn't you do something?!"
Kritstina shivered and copied herself into thirty copies. Each copy rushed at a military man and engaged in hand to hand combat. Unfortunately, the men were armed with rifles and batons, and soon the clones were fighting a losing battle. Kristina shouted at Avaritia.
"Concentrate on the guns and imagine them gone!"
*Looks around*
Did it work?
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Loud explosions erupted, tearing the building apart. The grenades hanging off each man's belt had exploded, their metal pins torn off. Avaritia remained unharmed due to the clones of Kristina which lay upon him. The explosions died down, and Kristina absorbed the clones back into her original body.
Kristina grimaced as she surveyed the bodies.
"You wanted to know what you can do? There's your answer. Those bombs from the bank and your house? You set them off when you became emotional. And this is what i'm trying to protect you against."
*Over exagerated hand movements*
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"If you don't take this seriously, you will die Avaritia. Always remember that this power is new, and is therefore unstable. The first time I discovered my power, I split into over ten thousand copies. It was a good thing I was alone. Probably a bad thing that I couldn't control the copies. You just blew up some bombs. Now, these men are part of an enemy who wants to control us. Now I know that they realise I am no longer a friend, I have a few urgent things, and people, to take care of. You'll have to take care of yourself for a little while - but i'll be back. Get out of here as soon as you can, and never come here again if you want to live."
Kristina shook Avaritia's hand and kissed him on the cheek.
"Take care".
Kristina disappeared out the door and into a nearby car. The car leapt and fled into the distance.
The wind rustled as it stirred the smell of gunpowder which hung in the air.
*Run to car and drive to library*
I need some time to relax
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
*Heads over to electronics store.*
"Whats happening here?"
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Some guys got killed. They think it was a terrorist attack or something. Pretty big stuff."
The news report shifted back to an attractive reporter behind a desk. Pictures of the house Avaritia had been at flashed across the screen.
"...And it is currently believed that the terrorist group R.A.V.E.N. is behind the killings, although a spokesman for the President has failed to give an information regarding the killings. No evidence has currently been made public, but the anti-terrorism response team have stated that they have begun ten strikes against what they believe to be RAVEN leaders and sympathisers. The pictures you are seeing at the moment are believed to be the work of terrorist magnetic weapons, having torn the grenades' pins from their holdings. We'll keep you up to date on these gruesome killings throughout the day. You're watching..."
The words faded away as the crowd buzzed, discussing these new terrorist movements. Fear and anger surged through the crowd, but soon it began to disperse, the news report spotlight over.
*Drive home*
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
Avaritia's car pulled up in the driveway, humming like it had never stalled a few hours previously.
*Looks around for a small metal object*
A penny okay, Kristina told me to imagine the guns gone.
*Imagines coin mmoving to hand.*
OOC: That last one was half thought half action hence the Italics in asterixes.
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
OOC: No problems.
"Ok, I get it now this is a hidden camera show where is the host come on out!"
*Waits nervously for response*
****!
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
It had been fifteen minutes without word from Luxuria. There was no note left, and the car was still in the driveway. The house was locked tight, and nothing seemed to be missing.
*Calls Luxuria's cell number from his own cell.*
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.
"Avaritia."
"Hello, who is this and why do you have Luxuria's phone?"
Dry up, O Sea.
Burn out, O Sun.
Grant us power Earthly Leaders and Gatekeepers of Hell.
Guide us Makers of the Underworld.