Gilgamesh looked at the hand for a split second. He barely showed people the right to shake hands, to touch such vile Mongrels was beneath someone of his stature. But, in this case even more than the last his Mana was gone, and he needed allies. On top of which, if he truly hoped to investigate the Murder Games, he needed more eyes and ears. So sucking it up he shook her hand before saying "You may call me Gilgamesh".
@Gen. Gwazi Senpai @BarrenThin @Shattered♦Secrets™
So much effort to catch a little cat, and little did that they know that the cat was going to do another cheapshot again. With some of those butterflies holding the window open, the cat broke apart into the butterflies again to slip by the bunch of people trying to cut it's path off. Once those butterflies were outside at the garden, the cat shifted back to normal and continued to scamper away.
"Out of the way!"
Seemingly that devoted to catch the cat presumably for the key it had on its tail, Ange pushed the people out of the way towards the window. Regardless if people tried to stop her, the girl also took a risk and literally leapt out of the window. Though, as if she were doing some magic of her own, she flicked her wrist downwards as she was in the air and falling, shutting the window completely closed behind her. It wasn't clear why she didn't want others following her, but people near the window could see that she made a perfect landing on the ground, even if it were from the 2nd floor for crying out loud. The chase continued outside until both Ange and the cat ran into the forest beyond, obscuring to the others on what they could see.
For now... it was back to dreadful waiting... waiting to see what this Witch's Game was all about.
Jamie was still rubbing his forehead and hair like he'd been at a bar all night... even if he wasn't. Or was one of his dupes living it up last night? He was having an internal nosebleed just thinking about the possibilities.
"Uh, me?", he asked. "Well, I just woke up, practically. I was here the whole time. I think." He waved his hand at the lady. "Jamie Madrox, X-Factor Investigations, at your service", he said.
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She smiled at Jamie, at least someone in here had manners. "Well it's nice to meet you Mr. Jamie Madrox. You can call me Heather... The Musical Prodigy at you service." She saluted him... which didn't even make sense, but what did in this place? "So... do you have any clue what is going on around here? Because I am lost, and it seems like we might never get out of here."
@Wedge Antilles
Mikleo: A Inn, or a hospital. Judging by the Beds lining the walls."
Sorey Looks to Sarah and then the rest of the room* I also wish to know where we are, As Mr. Meebo points out the obvious.
@Mari
Sorey: Well.....I remember the others declining the Letter, But we were on our way to fight the Lord of Calamity to quell the malevolence in the world, and we wound up here."Sarah looked at the two. She nodded to Gilgamesh without saying another word, and approached these two. "Well that makes two or more of us", she said. These two didn't seem threatening at all, but still, Sarah would be cautious and careful. While still trying to learn more about the situation, including the other people that were involved in it.
"I'm Sarah Connor", she said to them. "What do you two remember last, before being here I mean, before waking up here I guess. Maybe that'll give some clue as to why we're all here."
@FireDrake150 @Gen. Gwazi Senpai
Sarah Connor nodded to Gilgamesh. "I'm not the best at people skills, since I don't get to interact with very many people in my lifestyle," she said, "but you might want to be a little more careful with yours. Gilgamesh. King of Heroes. Whatever it is you would want to be referred to." She then looked around at the others, not wary so much of the HK any more... if it were truly an agent of Skynet it would have made an attempt on her life by now, surely.
"Does anyone have a clue where we are? And what we're doing here?", she asked Gilgamesh, and anyone else nearby.
@Gen. Gwazi Senpai @BarrenThin @Shattered♦Secrets™ @FireDrake150
Sorey: Well.....I remember the others declining the Letter, But we were on our way to fight the Lord of Calamity to quell the malevolence in the world, and we wound up here."
Mikleo: Well, That's one way to put it, Sheps.
Sorey: Meebo
Mikleo: Sheps
Sorey: Meebo
Mikleo: Sheps
Sorey: Meebo
Mikleo: Sheps
Sorey and Mikleo: Grrr...." Foreheads inches from each other as they stare into each others eyes in a sort of friendly sibling rivalry*
"You're very quick to assume things. Like my reasoning for being here at your side. If Jason were to have seriously injured you, who's to say that he would not do the same to anyone else here or to myself? I cannot allow even the slightest chance of that risk to become to a reality. In doing so that included to make sure that you at the very least were still breathing properly. Now, that it seems that's clear I no longer have any..What?" Herbert took pause at the mention of some kind of films being based around Jason apparently. He didn't particularly see himself as the pinnacle of human emotion, he had a hard enough time keeping up a decent facade whenever he went places.
"Somehow making movies around someone as merciless as Mister Voorhees seems grossly insensitive to those he butchered. But then I suppose the masses that Hollywood aims at would lap up something like that in a heartbeat. In any case, I can't afford to waste any more time with you. I have to catch up to Jason and give him another dose of Reagent before he acts up any further. Otherwise, he may very well follow through with what you had in mind if I do not keep him under control." Before Herbert could move on to do so yet again, he was halted dead in his tracks by Zombina. This was not a predicament he cared to be a part of. He had no doubt in his mind that if she had half a mind to, Zombina could easily overpower him or shoot him before he even had any time to react. He seemed to take visible offense however at the accusations thrown his way.
"Am I controlling him you say? You speak as if I'm pulling his strings like some kind of macbre puppet-show for my own amusement! That is not the case! Jason Voorhees was a monster through and through in life and after death, it was thanks to my research that he walks among the living once more. He caused so much suffering for those unfortunate enough to cross his path in life and look at him now! With your marvelous blood helping to perfect my Reagent and with Jason to serve as my experiment, I'll be able to defeat Death once and for all. Would you say that is not a goal worth reaching for? A goal worthy enough to bring back life to one who had lost it?!" He'd exclaim while gesturing towards Jason.
Jason raised his head to stare Kyle down before returning his gaze back to Aya. He hadn't meant to bump into her, he'd been too focused on his goal to worry about any outside circumstances beyond moving whoever got in his way. This child just so happened to be one of the unfortunate recipients of this mentality. However, Jason could not vocalize his thoughts. Whether this was a self-conscious choice or if his vocal chords had detiorated, no one really knew.
Taking a step forward however, he reached out towards the young child. If only to assure her that he meant no harm. What he planned to do to Kyle and just about everyone else here was another story entirely. Once his hand was out far enough, he'd gently pat the girl's side to brush off any dust she might have gathered on account of him almost knocking her to the floor. From there is when Jason would have made his exit and resumed his search for the cat only to stop as Hazama showed up.
That sly attitude and acting as if he understood anything about Jason angered the undead serial killer. It reminded him far more of a certain dream demon than Jason was comfortable with. The same dream demon that had impersonated his mother to get him to do his bidding and then tried to kill him! Slowly turning his head in Hazama's direction, Jason's hands balled up into fists and soon his entire body followed as he stood in front of the man and it was clear just by his body language that he did not appreciate Hazama's words one, little, bit.
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Heather didn't really think Jamie would know where they were... but she was hoping he did. "I have no clue... and it's pretty annoying." She turned to hear Gilgamesh rant about some Murder Games? "So we are here to be killed... that's freaking fantastic!" She threw her hands up in the air, falling down on the bed. "Well... let's find these traitors and get out of here." She really needed her violin now, if someone was out to kill her an all of this, who could she actually trust here? No one...
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Prolouge: Lucina's Awakening
Lucina woke up slowly. She couldn't remember the last time she slept so well. Which was strange, since last she remembered she was assisting in a war. She sat up and took a moment to glance around. Well now, this was new. Then, what appeared to be a letter sat on the pillow next to where her head had rested caught her attention. Having the urge to keep it somewhere safe she put it away on her person. When she looked down she realized that Parallel Falchion was gone along with it's sheath. She instantly frowned at the thought of not having the blade she had gotten from her father with her. Oh well, she couldn't do much about it at the moment and could only hope she got it back in the end.
The last thing she remembered was sitting in her tent at the camp set up about to reply to some letter or something then everything went dark...
With a sigh the princess stood, unsure of who to ask about what was going on.
@Anybody that wanna interact with Luci :D
Jamie nodded to Heather. "That's a great plan," he said, "but do we have any leads on those traitors? I guess it could be anyone in here huh?" Detective and investigative stuff was right up his wheelhouse, but a de powered Jamie Madrox was going to be far less effective, he realized. He was going to have to rely on help from others.
@Shattered♦Secrets™
As another seemed to painfully awaken, Jamie smiled. He could very well relate. He approached the lady.
"Had a bad night last night?", he asked. "I'm Jamie Madrox, by the way. X-Factor Investigations."
@Lizzy
Sarah looked over her shoulder to find the HK looking at her now. The moments that she would have feared it was a Terminator, an Agent of Skynet, was long past by now. If it were, it would have went straight to her by now, not taking the chance of losing the golden opportunity of wiping out Sarah Connor, the mother of the Leader of the Resistance against the Machines.
"Name and make, machine?", she asked.
@BarrenThin
Sarah wasn't amused. Growing up under the constant threat of being killed, there was rarely ever a chance to breath easy, much less to make jokes. Especially with someone she did not know, someone she did not trust. "You'll want to stay on my good side", she said, not showing any emotion as she spoke.
"If you want to live".
@Gen. Gwazi Senpai
He could onyl shrug at Diamuids opinion on the Murder Games however before replying "It seems we agree, these games lack any sort of honour. And need to ended as soon as possible, so that we can return to wars that actually have honour in them".
"Diarmuid!" Iskander exclaiming, charging right up behind him and slapping him on the back forcefully but playfully "You're here too!? Before you know it the whole Gang will be here again!".
Then quickly glancing across the room "Say uh... Blue Beard didn't follow you here right? Cause that would be bad..." he then asked in a much more hushed manner, as if he didn't want anyone other than the three of them to hear.
Gilgamesh then watching the two simply said "It seems Iskander is eager to be reacquainted. Meanwhile I shall continue seeing what I can find" giving the two a nod before walking off.
Well... That escalated quickly, to say the very least. Even with Mark's hands covering her ears, she heard well enough, and the little girl was mortified. Yeah... This wasn't the kind of stuff you were supposed to be witnessing when you were hardly five years old. She didn't pipe up at all, though, simply remaining still in a stunned and frightened silence. Mark's actions and words just confirmed what she had been afraid of and, somewhere deep down, already knew.
Mark was going to suffer the same fate as the rest of her village.
The thought made Deedee both terrified and deeply upset, and the child felt tears prick at her eyes. Uh oh.
@Forrest @Mighty Roman @The Tactician @Kaykay
"You're very quick to assume things. Like my reasoning for being here at your side. If Jason were to have seriously injured you, who's to say that he would not do the same to anyone else here or to myself? I cannot allow even the slightest chance of that risk to become to a reality. In doing so that included to make sure that you at the very least were still breathing properly. Now, that it seems that's clear I no longer have any..What?" Herbert took pause at the mention of some kind of films being based around Jason apparently. He didn't particularly see himself as the pinnacle of human emotion, he had a hard enough time keeping up a decent facade whenever he went places.
"Somehow making movies around someone as merciless as Mister Voorhees seems grossly insensitive to those he butchered. But then I suppose the masses that Hollywood aims at would lap up something like that in a heartbeat. In any case, I can't afford to waste any more time with you. I have to catch up to Jason and give him another dose of Reagent before he acts up any further. Otherwise, he may very well follow through with what you had in mind if I do not keep him under control." Before Herbert could move on to do so yet again, he was halted dead in his tracks by Zombina. This was not a predicament he cared to be a part of. He had no doubt in his mind that if she had half a mind to, Zombina could easily overpower him or shoot him before he even had any time to react. He seemed to take visible offense however at the accusations thrown his way.
"Am I controlling him you say? You speak as if I'm pulling his strings like some kind of macbre puppet-show for my own amusement! That is not the case! Jason Voorhees was a monster through and through in life and after death, it was thanks to my research that he walks among the living once more. He caused so much suffering for those unfortunate enough to cross his path in life and look at him now! With your marvelous blood helping to perfect my Reagent and with Jason to serve as my experiment, I'll be able to defeat Death once and for all. Would you say that is not a goal worth reaching for? A goal worthy enough to bring back life to one who had lost it?!" He'd exclaim while gesturing towards Jason.
Jason raised his head to stare Kyle down before returning his gaze back to Aya. He hadn't meant to bump into her, he'd been too focused on his goal to worry about any outside circumstances beyond moving whoever got in his way. This child just so happened to be one of the unfortunate recipients of this mentality. However, Jason could not vocalize his thoughts. Whether this was a self-conscious choice or if his vocal chords had detiorated, no one really knew.
Taking a step forward however, he reached out towards the young child. If only to assure her that he meant no harm. What he planned to do to Kyle and just about everyone else here was another story entirely. Once his hand was out far enough, he'd gently pat the girl's side to brush off any dust she might have gathered on account of him almost knocking her to the floor. From there is when Jason would have made his exit and resumed his search for the cat only to stop as Hazama showed up.
That sly attitude and acting as if he understood anything about Jason angered the undead serial killer. It reminded him far more of a certain dream demon than Jason was comfortable with. The same dream demon that had impersonated his mother to get him to do his bidding and then tried to kill him! Slowly turning his head in Hazama's direction, Jason's hands balled up into fists and soon his entire body followed as he stood in front of the man and it was clear just by his body language that he did not appreciate Hazama's words one, little, bit.
@Kaykay @Jeremi @Atomyk @CCC Kouhai
"Thanks!" said Shazam. He liked this one. She understood him. He put his thumbs up.
"That's because I am an American superhero! I'm kind of new to the gig, but the Justice League think that I'm pretty cool.
The name's sorta where my Shazam powers come from. I don't plan on turning back to my normal self though, just in case I can't change back again. I feel so weak here-I can't fly, or anything!
It's nice to meet you, Yuki!' He sounded really enthusiastic, in the way he rambled on, especially for someone who appeared to be a grown-up. Billy thought that Yuki was pretty cool. She was kind of like Mary, just less bossy, and less of a goody-two shoes. They also seemed o be roughly the same age, although Yuki probably didn't know that.
Oh, and he loved the praise he was getting.
@Kaykay