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*Taeria pulls her in and kisses her*
Taeria: my heart will always belong to you, Ciri... I love you so much..
*Taeria hugs Ciri *
Taeria: You are mine... I am yours..

If you betray me, I know many ways to take care of deal breaking demons.

*Commissar slides away his pistol*

I will bring her to you.

*Lyr tilts her head, then moves back towards RT*
I ain't your sister. I'm not a demon.
*De-summons her scythe, and her black wings fly towards RT, trying to wrap around his sword and arms*

*the patrols continue, looking for any signs of something unnatural occurring in the forest or near the Room*

*Ciri returns the kiss, and manages a weak smile.*
Ciri: I love you too... more then anything.
*She returns the hug, and nods.*
Ciri: I'm yours... and you are mine...

---
*Rt eyes stare at the wings wrapped around sword, and arm. His demonic sword starts squealing with anger.*
Rt: {All demons were once angels... and I was taught by Tyrael himself... so yes... we are siblings.}
*Rt pulls against Lyr, trying to pry his sword away.*

*Nods*
Excellent.

Vitani first.

*Lyr pauses in shock, and her grip on RT's sword basically stops*
What?

~

*Somewhere else, a scary looking figure is looking into two different puddles of blood, one showing Izriel and Rita, the other showing Lyr fighting RT*
Hmm.
*Fades to smoke, and reappears in the Room's forest*
*Slithers through the forest, looking for something as evil as he*

*Sighs*
*Waves a hand, forming a black blob in the air, which flows into the form of Vitani, unconcious and trapped inside a bubble*
*True to Nyarlathotep's word, she looks exactly the same as Nick remembers*
Now, get me Ciri. I release her after I speak. I don't want you running off... I follow the rules. Can you say the same about yourself?

...Fine.

*Commissar mutters under his breath*

For Vitani...

*He turns and heads to find Ciri*

Hey, Ciri.

*Taeria smiles and hugs Ciri lovingly*
Taeria: Always...
*Taeria gives Ciri a kiss on the head*
Taeria: My beautiful Witcher...

*Ciri smiles, and return the hug.*
Ciri: Always... my perfect princesses...
*She looks over at Nick, and frowns.*
Ciri: What is it Nick?

---
*Rt chuckles darkly.*
Rt: {You heard me sister... we are kin...}
*He wrenches his sword away, and withdraws his corrupt shotgun. The gun almost seems to come to life at his touch, and fires wildly at Lyr.*

Sorry if i'm interrupted, somebody that claimed they knew you was looking for you. Supposedly a 'friend'.

*Lyr barely manages to cover herself with her wings to protect her from the shots, and gets sent back as well*
*Winces from the impact of the shots, though none of them get through her wings*

~

*The figure stops dragging itself, then starts floating around*
Where are the gods I was told so much about? Busy mulling about in the daaaaaaark?

*Taeria nuzzles Ciri *
Taeria: Your princess...
*Taeria giggles and looks at CN as he approached *

*Ciri frowns at Cn, then looks at Taeria.*
Ciri: Why don't you save a seat for us on the couch.. I'll be right back.
*Reluctantly lets Taeria go, kisses her forehead, and follows after Nick.*
Ciri: Don't understand why my friend can't just meet us out here...

----
*Rt suppress Lyr, then boosts forward (Stryder titans have jets) sword tip aimed for Lyr.*
Rt: {Die sister! Let me feel your terror before I send you to oblivion!}
*A few of his eyes scan the surrounding area, feeling the presence of a far greater evil.*

*Commissar lead Ciri and shrugged*

Dunno, must be something private..?

*Commissar thought about this in his head, his shoulder slumped low*

*the patrol continues to make its way around the Room's perimeter, occasionally going a short ways into the forest to look for any signs of movement*
*I'm in the middle of the patrol*

*Taeria watches Ciri leave*
Taeria; Be back soon!

*Lyr opens up her wings to attack back, then gets impaled by Rt's sword, taken completely by surprise*
!!!
*Weakly grabs hold of the blade, and tries pulling herself free of it*

~

*Izriel's stomach churns as she too feels the darker presence*

~

*The figure continues floating around, looking for some greater god of evil, cough*

OOC:
You are truly a master of subtlety Vanden. Teach me your ways

OOC $5 entry fee to my dojo.

OOC:
Can I pay you in Trident Layers?

OOC Dafuk is a Trident Layer?

 Sgt. Vanden wrote:
OOC Dafuk is a Trident Layer?

OOC:
Must be just an American product/ad then. It's basically chewing gum

Ciri to Taeria: Don't worry be back quick!
*Ciri frowns at the commissar, and has a sinking feeling.*
Ciri: What do you mean... who is this friend?
*She starts to worry, and looks at Nicks shoulder slump with a quizzical gaze.*

---
*Rt's laughs his metallic laugh, then with gentle care he grabs Lyr, and slides her off his blade.*
Rt: {Oh... sister. You will be missed...}
*Rt's cockpit opens revealing his gaping maw, he slowly lowers her into the tusk filled cockpit.*
Rt: {Say goodbye...}

---
*Flagg watches the duel between Rt and Lyr, he giggles wildly at it. He then turns his head, and frowns at the dark presence.*
Flagg: Who dares?
*He starts running towards this supposed "greater evil"*

OOC: Wait your turn, he has a busy schedule, despite being able to be in more than one place at once.

BIC:
*The Crawling Chaos waits patiently for Nick and Ciri*
*A tiny portion of his perspective looks at the figure speaking in darkred, and whispers into his mind*
Yes...?

Don't know, just said to bring you to them.

*Commissar rolls his right shoulder and leans on the door that N wanted Ciri to be lead to*

In there.

OOC: going to be gone for around an hour, driving stuff.

*Lyr cries silently, knowing that she's not going to see Izriel again, and with her last bit of strength, manages to pull out the flowers that she was collecting for Izy, and drop them away from RT*

~

*The figure smiles at Flagg's presence, then morphs into a small child, no older than 10*
*Child is dressed in elaborate clothes, and looks middle-eastern*
*A voice resonates back into The Crawling Chaos' mind, however expansive*
Wait your turn, Aspect.

OOC Ah, if that's the case, then no. Cash or Paypal only.

*Ciri stops at the door, and stares at it for a long moment.*
Ciri: Nick... how dumb do you think I am?
*She turns to him her eyes glowing green.*
Ciri: Do you know how many times I have been lead into traps? Do you?
*Ciri grabs Nick by the neck, and lifts him to eye level.*
Ciri: DO YOU?! CAUSE YOU AREN'T SUBTLE AT ALL!
*She throws nick into the room, and draws the Aerondight. She steps into the room, rage in her eyes.*

----
*Flagg sighs at the child.*
Flagg: Nice get up... going for the freaky kid look... who are you, and what do you want?

---
*Rt slams his cockpit down on the Fallen angel, and chews slowly savoring the moment.*

---
*Rita's head shoots off of Izriels lap, and she screams.*
*Immediately grabs head, and shakes it violently. She rambles incoherent babble as she does this.*