[Day: Friday, Oct. 27th. Time: 8:00 p.m.] [Once more, you begin to gather at headquarters, to discuss you-know- what again. There's a Man-in-Black outside the door today. A tall, muscular brute with shades. He's holding an oblong box. Jacqueline is there, peering at it curiously.] [Claire hasn't arrived yet. Or has arrived and went for coffee or noodle soup, or something like that.] [Session Start] * Togo arrives just now, oddly enough, and almost walks by the MiB before stopping and !staring at him for a moment. "... George? That you?" * Ashley is there, having eschewed the pirate garb for a far more laidback... more or less.... pair of white slacks, blue button-down shirt, and white sequined sportcoat. And a sharp-looking hat. He's inside! * Alys walks up to the door, drinking a fresh cup of coffee and looking sort of worn out. She squints at the Man and the Box. "...Where's Ten? Isn't she the patron saint of boxes or something?" [He turns his head towards Togo. "Cheerio! Package for yeh, Mr. Goronov." His voice is a little high pitched for a MiB, but go figure.] * Khalil passes the Man-in-Black and looks at him for a moment oddly, before glancing at Alys. "Oh. Good evening." He bows a little. "Togo." He bows to him too. [The poor guy doesn't get a bow :(] Heeeey, Khalil. I have coffee. Ah, good. That's the package from the States? Went looking for it back at the Yard, but they told me it'd already come here. C'mon in. * Khalil looks at Alys. "Yessss. There is a cafe downstairs." [He nods, and accepts the invitation! He better not be a vampire.] [Jacqueline follows him in. "What's inside?"] It's a lovely place. What with the selling of coffee and all. * Herman opens the door to the Mystery Club office, wandering in. Yup, it's Herman all right. George doesn't get to see him, since he took the express route. * Alys walks inside and settles down in the corner, drinking her coffee slowly. I dunno. Just that it's from my people back across the pond. *points for George to put the box down on the desk* [George does so like a good monkey.] * Khalil shrugs and walks inside as well. You should let Ten open it when she gets here, it'll make her happy. * Togo !eyes the box. "Was there a note with it or something? Or just the box?" ["Just the box, chap, although there may be some note inside."] Hey, Togo. Nice... uh, box. [Jacqueline nods. "Yeah, yeah. Open it up!"] No, wait for my cousin! Yes. We were discussing hiding it from--*eyes Jacqueline* ...was she possessed by the spirit of Ten too? You'd know if she was. She would glow from the awesomeness. ... in the interest of team morale, I'm going to wait for Ten before opening this box. I win! * Jackie eyes Khalil back. "What? There might be something cool inside, like a new power up!"] * Khalil slaps his forehead. "She *is* possessed by the spirit of Ten. Wonderful. Alys, do you do exorcisms?" [George nods. "Well, beg'n yer pardon, but I have to be off, wot wot?"] ["Oh, and yeh can keep the box."] * Togo nods. "Give the boys back at the Yard my best." Pipe Guy does. I think. Don't you? Sure do, but I'm not seeing a possession here. * Herman grins. "Might be a shared soul issue. Can't do a damn thing about those." [He nods, waves, and leaves!] * Alys nods. "Knew it." She drinks more coffee. Can you share souls? Oh, wait, can you actually sell souls? That's interesting stuff there. * Lukas oofs from just outside the door as he barely avoids George. "Whoa, big guy..." he shakes his head and walks in. He looks like he might have even gotten a shower! Gasp! He's also carrying Ten, and his coat is buttoned right up. Look who you're calling big, Lukas. ["Blimey! Beggin' yer pardon, mate," The big guy says as he passes Lukas.] Ten, I made sure we saved the box for you! I was slightly annoying about it and everything. * Lukas chuckles a little and says back to him, "Uh, likewise," before looking to Herman and saying, "Well, okay, but... man, that's mass." His eyes flick to the girls, and the smile fades, and then to the box. "Oh god." * Ten is totally there, and dressed to the nines in blue. She's also noticed that there are more strange people around and acting accordingly? "Box?" (Stilted?) (Yep) (and not moving) Box. You wanna open it? * Ashley looks up from something that might be a book, if you squint. "This should be a good show." * Lukas groans and looks back over his shoulder, to check that George is gone. (What is it if you don't squint?) * Ten vibrates slightly. "Yes." [George is gone.] * Lukas puts a hand to his forehead. "All clear. God have mercy on that box's soul." * Ten reaches out towards the box. "GIMMIE!" * Togo plucks Ten from Lukas' arm and places her on the table. * Ten runs across the table and starts to tear into the box. (How's it sealed?) ( Tape! ) (Packing tape?) ( Yep! ) * Lukas looks around at the people around the box. "This isn't, like, explosives or anything, is it?" * Ten utterly fails to get it open! "Like, I need a sharp pointy! Stat!" Could be. It's a package from my people back in the US. They're unlikely to be sending me cookies. * Herman shrugs and stays a good distance away. "Could be beer. It's the international language of calm the fuck down." * Togo hands Ten a letter opener from his trenchcoat. God, we could use a bit of that, huh? * Lukas yawns. [Jacqueline shakes her head. "Nah, this is Europe. They don't need to send beer from the U.S."] * Ten takes it and is surprisingly deft with a blade that's nearly as big as she is. "Waah! I can't speak beer!" She also get the tape cut off swiftly. [The box opens, revealing another box! This one's metal, and has a keypad on the front.] * Ten clabs her hands. "Oooh! The best kind!" (Claps even) ... well, at least they're thorough. * Lukas looks at Togo with a half-grin. "You sure these are your people?" ... woah. They only use those boxes for transport of the good shit. *removes the box from the box* They look like Ten's people. * Ten looks at the keypad. "Like, you have the combination or can I do it the fun way? Huh Hu... awwwwwwww." Good lord. * Ten looks disappointed as the box is taken away. * Lukas pats Ten on the head and scoops her up. * Ten returns to her spot on Lukas's arm. Sorry, Ten. *punches in a quick code* Is this good shit possibly expensive imported coffee? What's in it? You can tell me, right? I have no idea. [The box opens with a FROOSH noise, like it was filled with dry ice. Inside is...] (The Tooth Fairy!) (Lincoln's Head?) [A rifle! A strange looking one. The barrel looks dull grey, but is at least three full inches in diameter. There's a gold snake coiled around it all the way to the end. The stock is metal, too. The entire gun is, despite that it looks like it came from the 1870s. And there's these parts that stick up on the back that look like horns.] * Phantasm has quit IRC (Ping timeout ) * Phantasm` is now known as Phantasm [There's also a holo-disc recording stuffed in there.] [And a tiny box, like a ring box.] [Jacqueline stares. ".... See? It's a power up!"] Oooh, a flintlock! I've never seen a real one before! And another another box! Can I open that one? Pleeease? I'll give what's in it right back! I'm not much for guns, but at least it's got style. Why can't I get new weaponry? ( You did! Those aren't your old chains, remember? ) * Togo hands Ten the holo-disc. "Can you play this?" * Lukas runs his hand over his head again. "Because you like the weapons you got, kiddo." I know I've heard of something like this, but I can't place it... * Ten shakes her head. "Like not without an adaptor or something. I don't have laser vision installed!" If there is truly a Judeo-Christian god, that will be the eighteenth season of Biggest Brother. (...I guess that counts.) * Herman rubs at the back of his neck and watches. I'm sure if something suitably awesome came around, I'd use something else. ... wait. I have one. *pulls out of a holo-disc player; plays the disc!* * Lukas rolls his eyes, then looks over to Herman. "Shit, that weapon stuff reminds me. I ganked this from the pope." He pulls out that not-quite-forgotten sword and asks, "Does it, uh, do anything?" [A flickering image of a tall, skinny scientist guy with a scraggly goatee appears. He looks to be in his mid-50s. And a thick southern accent. "Togo! How all y'all doin'? Pretty fine after seein' this baby, I reckon."] ["Me an' the boys have been workin' on that thar Valmont fella. Got a few theories on why he dun changed so much.... But all git back t' y'all on that later."] * Herman looks at the sword. "Lemme see that." He takes it and inspects it more carefully. ["Fer now, we agree that he needs to be taken down like a sick cow on the road in August. Sooooo... We sent y'all the Annihilator here."] ... holy fuck. It's the Ace. ["Ah don't think I need to tell you it's history an' all, but let me go over the basics, just in case."] * Togo lifts the gun out of the box with an amount of care usually reserved for lifting a baby. Or nitro. * Lukas says, in explanation, "I sorta forgot about it with everyone's powers disappearing, and then it's just sorta sat around. Been distracted, and all." [Jacqueline peers. "That's neat."] * Herman looks up from the sword. "Hm? And here I was coming up with a way to deal with the bastard." He goes back to sword checking. ["That thar's pretty much the strongest thing we got. It'll take out most anythin' if'n yer aimin' is good. But the ammo ain't easy t' come by. Freely given souls just ain't that common. Still, we scrounged about storage and managed to come up with a few bullets for it. Two #4s and a #7, to be exact."] (Ohshit, Togo's got a Caster!) * Herman taps the flat of the blade and turns it over, then twists it so he's handing it to Lukas hilt first. "Definitely enchanted." (That's exactly what I was thinking.) Not just the blade, either. * Togo is !staring at the gun. ["The #4s are penetrators, fer takin' out big nasties, like Valmont. While the #7 is scattershot, in case he comes at y'all with a mutant army or somethin'."] * Lukas takes it in one hand and lets it slack as he stares at Togo's gun. "You've got a gun. That shoots souls. What the fuck." ... Gotta say, that puts your sword to bloody shame. One bullet for a whole mutant army? -Cool.- Don't come looking around here. Auberon's armpit, who the hell gives up their soul? That's like, some ultimate black magic weapon from SteamQuest or something! You have no idea... I'll explain in a sec, as soon as my brain reboots... ["We'll keep lookin' fer more bullets for that thingy, but can't promise nothin'. So I'm sure I don't have to tell y'all not to waste bullets. In fact, if you could manage the takedown without any of 'em, the brass would be reeeeeeal happy. Ah reckon."] * Lukas shakes his head a little. "Eh, I got mine for free, I can't complain." He looks back to Herman. "Does it actually... do anything? Or do I just try to hawk it?" ["But if not.... Eliminate Valmont. That's most important."] * Herman looks back at Lukas. I bet it *does* something. Enchantments don't do nothing. [He does an awkward saulte, and the holograph fades.] But what... got no idea. The best way to find out is to use it. ( Sometimes they do! :o ) (Waste of an enchantment.) (It's a magic sword that's enchanted to look like a sword!) (Awesome!) * Lukas sighs. "Fantastic. Well, if I'm ever out of ammo and my back's to the wall, I'll see if I can chop someone's leg off." Is there someone he can take it to find out what the enchantment does, exactly? Like an identify spell! ... they sent me the goddamn Ace of Winchesters. Holy Mary Mother of God... * Herman rolls his eyes. Tongue in mouth, Togo. It lacks a pair of breasts. I can try to use it. ... you don't understand. ....On who? Togo got a legendary rare! * Lukas mms, then shrugs and carefully offers it to Herman. "If it doesn't suck, we're square on the favor, huh?" ( "Package for Ashley. It's a gun with a pair of boobs." ) * Togo sits down, still holding the gun out in front of him. "This thing was forged back in the 1800s. The slaughter of the Indians out West, the horrors committed had brought forth things that couldn't be killed with a Colt revolver or a tomahawk. So a mystic bargained his soul with 30 separate demon lords simultaneously for the materials and expertise to make this gun." ( "... I'll be in my bunk.") (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.) What happened to his soul afterwards? Did he have to split it up? Halo steel, wood from the true cross, horns from a direct spawn of Lucifer... *to Alys* Actually got into Heaven on a technicality. None of the 30 would relinquish their claim on him. * Lukas snort-laughs. "Oh, god. Remind me to figure out a way out of a Mexican standoff like that one day." Really? Last I checked, dealing with the devil's a sure way to get into Hell. Not that it bloody matters, since I'm going anyway. I guess the guy killed those monsters? But the key, more than the gun, is the bullets... each one is empowered with the soul of a righteous man, freely given upon death. That's real talent. (Yay. Think I'm actually caught up now.) [Jacqueline stares at the gun. "That'd be so cool for the main character of a video game to have."] It's been passed around from person to person since then, and there was even a secret society that sprung up to protect it and dedicate their souls to providing ammo for it. This gun... *stands up; holds it out* ... is just about the most powerful demon-killing weapon in existence, unless you believe in the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch. * Khalil looks at the gun and the swordishness quietly. He doesn't seem to catch on the HHG comment. * Lukas eyes Togo. "Shit. Is there anything people know of it can't take down?" It'd take more than one shot to take down a god. Or a really powerful demon lord. We've got two! * Togo nods. "If I had enough ammo, it could take down Lucifer himself. But there aren't exactly a ton of people willing to stick their immortal souls in a bullet." * Khalil looks up from his reverie. "One thing at a time though, yesno?" ... Awwwww. What happens to the soul once the bullet goes splodey? * Khalil then looks at Ten for a second and speaks to Togo. "What happens to the--" He stares at Alys. * Alys grins at Khalil, then looks back to Togo. (Word for word actually. Except Khalil wasn't about to say "splodey") * Lukas 's arm droops after holding out the sword for a while. "Ay, heavy." Nobody really knows. * Khalil then glances at Lukas. "May I try it for a moment?" I'd hope they go to Heaven. Can't imagine a much greater sacrifice. * Lukas looks over at Khalil. "Huh? Well, if you want." He offers it to Khalil. ( They go to Discoland for all eternity! ) You'd think people would want to check into that. What with the fate of their soul being in question. * Khalil takes the sword in his hands and tests the weight, making sure people are well out of the way first. (Enough room to test swing it or is that a bad idea?) * Ten moves to the other end of the table. * Lukas flexes his hand a bit and says, "Well, that's great, Togo, I guess. Just as soon as we find the guy and aren't dealing with a theoretical apocalypse, boom." ( Probably not in here ) If you're dedicated enough to the fight against evil that you're willing to bind your soul for who-knows-how-long to a bullet, you're probably dedicated enough to be willing to disregard the aftermath. * Togo stows the gun in his coat, and pulls out the box of bullets... and hold it out to Ten. "You want to do the honors?" Yaaaaaaaay! * Ten runs back across the table to the little box! "Boxboxboxbox!" Ten, they sell twelve-step program templates. I'm sure we could whip one up. * Khalil maneuvers it a little, but doesn't actually swing the blade before turning it back and carefully handing it back to Lukas. "It is an interesting weight, certainly. But you would have to get in an open area to test it more." * Ten takes the little box of bullets and pries up the lid. * Lukas takes it back and lets it hang. "Well, whatever. God knows I can't use one of these things. I'd cut off my leg." * Khalil blinks at Lukas. "Care if I keep it then?" Well, borrow. It would be a good mantle piece after all this is done for you, yesno? * Khalil grins. [The box opens! Inside, on velvet, are three unusually shaped bullets. Two are a light blue color, with concave tips and a spiral shape. The third one is a dark reddish-brown, shaped kind of like a small bottle with a really long neck. There's some string-like things dangling from the end of that one.] [Jacqueline turns to Lukas. "I could teach you!"] [Claire arrives about now.] * Ten looks at the strings. "Oooooh this one's nifty!" * Lukas protests, "Hey, I can probably sell it." He glances to Herman. "I've got debts to--" his head swivels to Jackie and he says, a bit of a chill in his voice, "No, you really can't." * Khalil looks at Lukas. "If this is really an enchanted blade, then it would best be used to keep us ALIVE first for you to be able to pay your debts." [Claire looks at Lukas. "Can't what?"] * Togo sliiiiiiiides the box away from Ten, closes it, and stows it in his trenchcoat. * Ashley is reabsorbed in his book. * Lukas looks to Clare as he holds out the sword to Khalil. "Teach me how to not kill myself with a sword." A glance to Khalil. "If you insist." * Khalil takes the sword and slips it into his belt. "I will make certain to take good care of it." Yeah, it's not like you can just download the sword fighting drivers into him! * Alys takes out a marker and starts drawing one of the Japanese alphabets up and down her arm. [Jacqueline pouts. "I bet I could."] I would...no, I would not train him the way that I learned. (Nasira taught Khalil.) [Claire shakes her head. "No, you really couldn't, Jackie. We don't have time."] The pointy end goes -away- from you. (That can't be right, he's still alive.) (He uses whips generally though.) s'why I like guns. It's really hard to shoot yourself unless you try to. (Unless you're Tairan, in which case it happens once every 3-5 sessions.) (Nasira wouldn't kill someone when teaching them how to fight! That's not the point!) (I think Gryph means that he hasn't killed HIMSELF yet.) (Exactly) * Lukas rolls his eyes, and then looks to Clare. "She's right on that one. If I had a month I'd spend it on something useful." Beat. "So?" Uh, Togo? I've got few hundred thousand news articles that say otherwise. [Claire looks at Togo. "Did you make that call?"] * Alys looks up at Lukas. "If you decide to learn and need a sparring partner, I'll help out. It'd probably be good for me to practice. Or re-learn, as the case might be." Oh wow, does everybody here know how to fight with swords? Not yet. Ran down to the Yard to pick up the package that wasn't there before I could. Gimme a minute, I'll do it now. I got a basic knowledge of a lot of weapons when I was younger, so I'm sort of generalized for the most part, and it's been a while. [She shakes her head. "Don't bother."] * Lukas shakes his head. "Seriously, don't go out of your way. Sharp things and I don't get along. Just forget about it." Don't bother? But that's our cover story for being there. I'd be surprised if I could hold my own in a fight. Now, my darling chains on the other hand, we can kick some serious ass. * Khalil looks over at Ten. "I believe it is just us. And actually, knives are a little simpler." He glances at the sword. "This is a tad bulky." * Phantasm` is now known as Phantasm It's way, way, way, way, way, way, way too big for mee! ["Not anymore. It turns out Interpol had some agents in the available area after all due to the explosion in Saudi Arabia. We'll handle things from here."] [Jacqueline blinks, "Huh?"] * Khalil frowns. "How bad is it?" * Togo stares. Not !stares. STARES. * Herman looks confused. "Wait, but- what?" ... shit, that's a switch. So they can check and make sure that they arn't summoning Satan! Awesome! Aw, but I wanted to visit Xuan! ["I apologize to you all. We never should have gotten civilians involved." She glares at Lukas. "For all our sakes. Anyhow, we'll be leaving."] [She turns and goes! Jacqueline stares, dumbfounded.] Byeeeeeeee! * Herman just looks worried. "I'm going down to get a beer. Anyone else want one?" Jackie, you'll come back when I have my birthday party, right? Can we trust your people to actually- well, fuck you too, lady. *turns to Jackie* No offense to you. You're actually sane. * Lukas catches the last half of the glare and looks back at her, especially as she goes. "Yeah, I won't miss you either," he says in a normal voice. * Khalil looks at Togo. "She is?" [Jacqueline stares at Alys. "Huh? I, uh, I.... Be right back, maybe!" She runs after Claire.] * Ashley looks up. "Oh. Something going on...? Oh, hey, Thing One and Thing Two are leaving. Bloody marvelous!" * Lukas waits for Jackie to get outside and then rubs his arms. "Jesus. That's a roller coaster." Beer could be okay. Coffee would be better. * Alys looks at Herman hopefully. "Caffeeeeeine." By comparison, Khalil. It's all degrees in this business. * Herman sighs. "All right. Hold this, will ya?" He practically plunks his pipe in Alys' lap, then heads out to gather alcohol and caffeine. I'm the Pipe Girl! * Khalil then looks at Alys. "Birthday?" Now you can hit thugs until money falls out! * Alys stands up and starts twirling the pipe around. "Yeah, November first. I'm turning twenty." (And they say "BARF!"?) (YES!) * Lukas watches Herman go and puts a hand to his forehead. Fuckin' unbelievable... * Khalil blinks. "You are... almost a year older than I, then..." * Khalil looks at Lukas. "No. I believe she really is turning twenty." ( Or just Herman, that's cool, too. ) Really? Huh. * Togo pulls out a bottle of vodka, pours himself a shot, and downs it. "Anyone else?" * Lukas snorts and says, "Not what I mean, Khalil." He glances to Togo and then shakes his head, stepping doorward. "I'll just help Herman bring up the juice." I--do not drink. * Alys gives the pipe a little toss and catches it. "I kinda like this. Solid, probably goes 'thwak' when you hit things. Do you have any orange juice?" * Khalil actually seems a bit ashamed saying it this time. * Lukas groans and then heads out the door. * Ten sits on the edge of the table and swings her legs. * Khalil rubs his head and slumps in a comfy chair. "Allah's elbows, what a mess." (... strangest curse ever.) Oh wait, should I be having alcohol and coffee at the same time? Will my body hate me for it? This may require experimentation. (Weep. So tired.) Try a Russian coffee. (It's lost in the translation!) Let me guess, vodka and coffee? I thought you were having orange juice? No, I was going to have a screwdriver, but alcohol actually mixed with coffee sounds good too. * Khalil takes in a deep breath. "I must admit, it has been difficult to keep up the commitment against alcohol while going to college..." Yup. *tosses a Badass Bar to Khalil with his free hand* Have a Badass Bar. It's dark, soul-crushing chocolate really fills up that empty space where your shattered spirit once resided. Especially considering this situation... See, as soon as it was legal, I went out and got drunk on anything I could, and the next day, all I remembered about it was that I really liked screwdrivers. So that's mostly what I stick to. * Khalil looks at the Badass Bar for a moment before picking it up and unwrapping it. "So...we are going against Valmont, then." It's half statement, half question. We totally have to find out if he's evil, 'cause he's so not. But, like, from real far away so he doesn't blow us all up. If he is. You know? * Khalil stares at Ten. "He is not?" * Togo points to his eye sockets. "VERY FUCKING EVIL." Do you not know what this man has done, Ten? (I think I'm about to have to play the memory glitch card. ^^;) (I'll say.) (*hits Ten over the head* You suxed!) (*checks logs* Yep!) (*Ten slaps her player and then Lukas for having a magnet in his pocket!) Huh? Yeah he total saved our.... Hey! That's... *Beep.* * Khalil looks at Ten steadily. "Valmont is the man who kidnapped my sister and destroyed my village, making people believe there was nuclear capabilities there. I would hardly classify that as "good"." * Alys blinks and walks over to Ten. "Hey, are you okay there?" * Ten goes stiff for a second, and then shakes her head. "Like, I think I messed up my last defrag. Wheeee." * Ashley looks up from his book. "He's a pretty bad egg." Ah. Brain fart. Gotcha. Valmont's file so shouldn't be cross-referenced to Dante's like that. Dante's more ... eggs benedict. * Alys smiles and taps Ten on the head. "Probably not. Any other files that are weirded up?" * Khalil nods. "That reminds me..." He looks at the group. "They have been stating that these other people have been involved in summoning Lucifer, yesno?" Yes? (SLIGHTLY PERTURBED FAT MAN OF YUCCA FLATS) * Ten flials and keeps her balance. "I dunno!" The idea is that they're trying to, yes. Yet, I believe we received some of their memory when we transferred. We have not really had a chance to combine what we learned from that..." I'm gonna go back to doodling on myself. 2d8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Herman (2d8) and gets a natural 4 for a result of 4. * Ten sits down. "That'd better still be in here." * Lukas comes back upstairs. With a beer, half-drunk, and a coffee. * Lukas walks the coffee over to Alys. "You owe Herman a coffee. Or whatever." * Alys starts going back to her corner, then spins around. "Coffee! My bloodstream thanks you and the Pipe-less Guy." Told you guys what I know about Maria from the memories. She's a clone made by Asahara. Was nuts for a while. Stopped being nuts. * Alys takes it, drinks some off the top, then goes over to the vodka and pours some in. * Lukas replies, "Yeah, sure," and takes a swig. "Uhg. Shit. So. Now what..." beat, "... the hell are we talking about?" Are you certain about the last part? * Khalil settles back in the chair and takes a breath. "What we learned when we traded bodies. One of us might have had some hints as to why they suspect them of wanting to summon Lucifer." * Alys swirls it around a little, then starts drinking it. Pretty sure. * Lukas shrugs. "I got nothing. They weren't lying about the dead girl." Beat. "But I still... fuck." He puts a hand to his forehead. "Mitsuji's just not that stupid." As for me, I learned Constantine owes Justinius a favor for something. It was too much of a blur to find out for what. Justinius talked about being a general, not a leader..." Oh, and his real name is Carl. Constantine's is Fred. Yeah, that one's still funny. Like, mine was about Mitsuji asking for Liadan to help Hiyoko. * Khalil glances at Ten. "Hiyoko? Who is that?" Their friend! Xuan and the pervert were talking about Mitsuji finding a girl he liked, and then Xuan kicked him. The pervert, not Mitsuji. He deserved it. * Khalil looks at Alys then to Ten. "Did the girl have a name?" I'm sure I'll remember in a second. The coffee and vodka are good for the brain. * Alys takes another sip. * Lukas shrugs. "Chances are good on it being Hiyoko. She's the lynchpin of this whole thing." Exactly my thoughts. * Khalil looks at Togo. "Could you possibly bring up anything you could on this Hiyoko do you think?" He looks at Lukas. "You as well." Didn't see anything about her. * Lukas rolls his eyes. "They SAID she was the whole thing." He gestures at the door. "The cops. They were bitches, but they weren't completely stupid." He rubs his temples. "Uhf. What the hell do you want to know?" Not in your dream. I mean with your resources. * Khalil glances at Lukas sidelong. "I came in after they had already arrested the rest of you, remember?" But apparently, she is tied to this Mitsuji. So learning what their history together is might be important. * Khalil looks at Ashley. * Lukas looks to Khalil and says, with annoyance, "They were romantic. They fought the battle the girls said they did." The girl's dead. They, apparently, want to bring her back, and apparently want to make a deal with Lucifer to do it. * Khalil glares at Lukas. "Quit assuming I know information I was not present for." * Lukas glares back. "Then stop acting like we need to look stuff up. It's a fucking bog standard 'do something stupid to resurrect a dead friend' thing. Whether they're doing it or not... completely different question." * Khalil glances at Togo. "They?" * Khalil rubs his eyes. "Then you figure something. I am tired of your antagonistic attitude." Wasn't the general opinion that we didn't want to have to deal with this? I mean, Khalil, we still need to look for your sister, right? Yeah! * Lukas looks back and says, "There's nothing to figure from here. They've got motive, method, and opportunity. We can't know anything else from here." * Lukas takes another big swig before going, "Christ, man..." How many actually have the motive though? We can discuss it another time. We're not handling it anymore, so we don't hafta worry about it unless Interpol calls asking us to bail them out or Lucifer shows up for a pint. Look, I like Xuan, she's really nice, but I don't see how this is our problem any- oh, fuck it. * Lukas shrugs. "Some. Enough. They had to all know her well." He sighs with annoyance. "This day's been too much. First we're all gonna die, then we..." he trails off. * Alys pours a little more vodka into her cup, then goes back to her corner and sits down. Fine. Forgive me for actually attempting to think things through. Thinking's cool! But humans don't get extra lives! I don't know about anyone else, but it's been a -really- long few days for me, and I'm kind of stressed. So everyone else can figure out what we're going to do next, and I'll go with it. * Khalil glances at Alys. "Oh. That is easy. We have something to take down Valmont. We go after Valmont." * Lukas rubs his head. "We know where he is?" ... this is useless. Everyone has the night off. Go home. Sleep. Get drunk. Come back tomorrow night and we'll start brainstorming on finding Valmont. * Khalil lets out a long breath and gets up. "Fine." Togo, you are the best leader ever. Can I take the vodka? * Lukas puts down his bottle with a clank and mock-salutes Togo. "Yassir." He holds out an arm. "Ten?" * Khalil rubs his head. "I need to log in. I have not had a chance in a long time." I'll stay here for a while, thanks. * Ten stands up and runs across the table to him. "I'm oh em doubleyou!" * Togo hands Alys the bottle. "Plenty more where that come from." *grins* * Lukas rolls his eyes and then says, "Enjoy the life, people. Later." He shifts his backpack and gets headin'. * Alys takes it and grins back. "I would kiss you on the cheek, but you are very, very tall. You will have to settle with having my heartfelt gratitude." Gratitude noted. Now go forth and get plastered. * Alys salutes and leaves. [It starts to rain!] Bye! Don't take any strange cabs! I'm gonna go hit the Dancing Fiend, see if I can't find out some of what's going on for Halloween. * Khalil leaves as quickly as he can. * Dreol is now known as Dreamland * Ten crawls under Lukas's coat to keep dry. * Herman walks in, nearly running into Lukas as he does so. "Watch it," he cautions. * Herman is wet! Probably because of rain. * Lukas twists slightly out of the way, then backs up. "What, world ending out there?" Feels like it, doesn't it? Got my pipe, Ward Girl? Silly Volt. End of the world's not 'till next week. * Alys turns around. "Ye-es. Almost ran off with it, sorry." She hands it over. * Khalil mutters something but watches Herman. "Sorry for what you missed." For a while there, you were Pipe-less Guy! See you tomorrow. * Ten 's voice is muffled from underneath the coat. "Goood niiiiiiiight!" * Herman takes the pipe, hefting it for a moment. He chuckles. "Heh. Yeah, you might." He waves and walks out himself. Back to the rain! * Togo pauses at the door. "The Ace of Winchesters... hot damn." *walks out* [Session End]