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As the instrument echoed through the arena, Gerald closed his novel with a small sigh and raised his eyes; a subtle glow filling them once more. As he scanned through the gathered crowd around him and those champions beneath the stands his eyes widened slightly at the bright glow that stood opposite to the participants. 'Well, that's to be expected at the least...' Of course the Aesil wouldn't part with their prize money so easily, it was clear to see from the strength of the individual's glow that they were quite a bit stronger than the others that had chosen to participate. As they stepped out into the arena floor, he let his vision return to normal and he took in the Aesil Champion. The novel was slipped back under his coat and he leaned forward, clasping both hands, interest burning in his eyes.

The challengers for Lizaine were dealt with as he had basically expected. The two weren't weak by any means, about equal to the other participants but the disparity between their opponent and themselves was too great. It was quick, brutal, and efficient; admirable that she didn't draw out the matches, but ended them with brutal finesse. Along with crowd he gave polite applause to the victor before she retired for the moment, apparently worn out from the two battles. With a shrug, he flicked on his True Sight once more and raised an eyebrow at what he saw. Unexpectedly he saw that she was quite drained, enough that perhaps a third competitor would have stood a chance. So maybe Aesil wasn't s- 'Yeah... right.' Stifling his scoff, he dismissed the notion and focused his attention onto the tournament as it began for real. The two previous fights had been too quick, too decisive for him to get anything substantial; he knew nothing more than anyone with a pair of eyes could have observed.

His eyebrows climbed a bit as the second participant's name jogged a few memories. 'Spiere...' The man hadbeen part of Goetia many years past before he'd married to another faction's member and eventually retired if Gerald's memory didn't fail him. As he closed his eyes and drifted to distant memories Gerald felt more and more certain; he could recall the girl that had flitted in and out of the buildings on certain days. So they'd raised their daughter to become just as much as a fighter and champion as they had once been? Interesting… With a quiet sigh he slipped back into the present and out of his reminiscing; there was no point in further indulgence of the past. Hopefully this fight would actually last long enough for him to glimpse the two competitors' skills.
 
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An order of removal, an order to feast. Aesil's princess was truly a merciful one, and already, the monster-girl's stomach was rumbling, her appetite stoked by the work at hand. She care not for how her job would consist of menial patrol work, nor that she would not be privy to seeing the throne that Efrida would one day sit on. Aesil was happy simply because she was of use, and that there was a chance that she could eat once more. Her dark brown hair grazed the carpeted floor as she bow once more, before she followed behind Francisca, nails digging so deep into her palms that they pierced skin. It had been some time since her last hunt, and she was growing tired of the scant rations and whatever she could forage from her surroundings.

As she passed the door of the palace, Aesil finally relaxed, opening up her bloodied palms and licking it clean. Underneath, her superficial injuries healed, flesh and skin knitting themselves back together as the Beast of Goetia, the Dog of Aesil, prepared for the hunt that would soon begin.
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Food. Food everywhere, lingering in the open air, delicious scents snatched up by Aesil's sharp nose as they strode through the ghost town that was the First Borough. The smell of a rat, a crow, a snake, a corpse, spoiled meat, spilled alcohol, so many edible aromas roared for her attention that she couldn't help but shiver, pushing aside her hunger as she followed the leader of Efrida's guard. Her stomach was eating her, but she needed to stay hungry, stay hungry so that her next meal would be all the more delicious. She was grinding her teeth again, eyes blind by starvation. There was so much beauty and splendor, so much power and wealth, but she dared not cast her eyes upon those mighty champions and magnificent structures.

Aesil was hungry. It would not do her any good to be tempted by those who were the most delicious meal of all: breathtakingly beautiful, but ugly enough to eat.

There was a voice in the background again, faint in the maelstrom of pain and hunger. A familiar voice, detailing another order. To patrol the borders and hunt those that invaded. Simple, clean, but…Aesil was losing her mind. The chains were coming off, and she dashed off, into a place where she could no longer see those that belonged to Efrida's faction. Opening her mouth wide, she planted her teeth against a brick wall, and sank them in, tearing off pieces of red rock and swallowing it. She ate and ate and ate until she could think properly again, and then, after that, sighed.

It was barely satisfying, but it would do for now. She turned around, and walked back to the other two, ready to follow their lead and begin the hunt.
 
Eleena
"Ah... Well..." Oh wow. Wow. Poor vampires. They were hated so much, even when there were so few of them. Eleena swore that if this was some lonely vampire girl whose parents died so she had no idea how to be discrete or the like... DON'T WORRY VAMPIRE BABY, ELEENA'S GONNA GIVE YOU A HUG! ... After you're good and unconscious. Dun wanna be bitten or anything. That'd be pretty bad. ... Huh, if she turned into a ghoul, what would it be like? ... Nonono, don't imagine stuff you shouldn't. Oh. Hey! At least the warden was on her side! "Oh. Yeah, thanks. Well I was just making sure we weren't being used as pawns on strings, like say being hired by another vampire to take one that's been getting in its way. Or working for something that uses vampires to cover its own feedings~ Ooh, you know! It could also be that the vampire knows someone who wants to be forgetten! That'd be pretty cool, to just kill everyone who has any idea who you are. Remove all evidence of your existence and become a monster. ... I mean, cool for a villain. It's not cool to do at all. I mean, it'd be neater than thugs just running around and bashing people's heads in, but it'd still be bad. No matter how you look, you won't find clues where he is or even what he is. All you can rely on is luck, and hope that wherever you find him it isn't part of his nefarious plans~ ... Yeah I'll shut up now."

Well for her, this was taking an awfully long time to get somewhere. She had to be doing SOMETHING. And if it wasn't talking about hypothetical villains, it'd probably be something more annoying. Like running ahead just to talk to random strangers about hypothetical villains, taking a survey about it and making everyone in the group feel awkward and embarrassed that they're on the same side as her. ... Yeah, at least she didn't do that.

Speaking of, thankfully they reached their destination! ... Apparantly too late though. The guide looked confused... and... What was that? Other people?!? The Warden suddenly ran off. Eleena looked at her other two allies. "... NEFARIOUS PLANS." With those two words and a shake of her head, she ran after the Warden and caught up. "I'll scout upstairs. Find the vampire and I'll report back. If need be, I'll escape from a window. And if I see something running away outside, I'll give chase. That leaves the basement and maybe a hidden feeding room. Probably below ground so it dun stink stuff up. S'good?" If it wasn't -S'good- then Eleena of course would follow the nice Warden lady until orders were given.

The others? Well... They could come along if they wanted to? I mean, if they could keep up. Haha. No! Bad Eleena. Some people are just slow. Just like how you're weak. Those thoughts are bad! Don't think them! ... You're right brain, you always are! Good job. Thanks! Almost went to the dark side for a moment! Well, that was more of a gray area. Hah. Grey? Gray. Grey? Gray. Grey... Had she ever learned which it was? Agh there were a lot of words she didn't remember the specifics of. She needed to go find a teacher. Academics were important! Almost as much as punching vampires in the face.
Almost.
Like maybe, 80%
Or no, 78%?
Should it be 78.5%?
More decimals? Were they even necessary?
I wonder if the vampire is learned. Maybe if they're nice they can teach me really quick. After I punch them in the face. 'Cause that's more important. Priority one. After I make sure they're evil. Or not nice. Yeah, not nice. Gotta do my job.
Wait, do vampries even have schooling? ... I mean, they're old, but how do they learn things? Do they just diguise themselves into society and slip into our educational functions?
Or do they have a super secret vampire highschool where there's a caste system with nobles and ghoul servants and hoity toity uniforms and fights over which girl belongs to which alpha~?​


... Yeah, Eleena's head is a frantic place. She thinks words faster than accompanying thoughts and it causes a lot of havoc. Her mind races as fast as her legs, and it's not good at all for sanity. Let's stay out of there.


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Meanwhile, if Mimo gave okay for Eleena to go scout the upstairs alone, she would be off at a leisurely and careful place. Which was pretty fast, still. Gotta make sure to avoid broken boards and all that. And take your time on the stairs. Tripping and falling on a strangers stairs? Getting a busted bleeding nose in a Vampire's house? Not a good idea. Well at least she didn't have to worry about stepping on nails and splinters thanks to her metal boots.

Up the stairs, up the stairs, up the stairs~ Highest floor. (Assuming she made it without incident, Eleena would take a brief look around.

"... Lunch Break!" ​

With that declaration, she found a wall to lean against and shuffled her hands on her back. Covered by her coat, was a delicious delicacy to divulge herself in decadence! Wrapped in thin paper, the contents had gone luke-warm. Yet as she smacked her lips, the speedster girl looked forward to its contents!

"Ba-na-na Bread~
So light and fluff-y~
Soft and so deli---cious~
Not too dry,
Not too moist.
For Sara's Pastries,
Now's a good time!"​

Unfolded and ready to eat, two pleasant smelling slices of banana bread were inside the wrapping. Smiling with giddy eagerness, Eleena began to eat her snack. Ahaha, but she wasn't smiling at the treat! Well the treat was pretty good. But her devious plan! Her devious, devious plan! You see, there were few things you couldn't train. But there existed some things that you couldn't even think of training. And in this case... it was...

Witty Humor, and the self-satisfaction from a retort!
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That's right! As Eleena sat there eating her bread, she was ever watchful. After her declaration of 'Lunch Time!,' what self-respecting vampire WOULDN'T jump at the chance to jump her for a meal? 'Lunch Time? I'LL SAY!'

COME AT ME VAMPIRE! COME AT ME AND GIVE YOUR BEST RETORT!

Heh heh. Yeah. She was a genius. ... This bread was really freakin' delicious too.

@Asuras
@Jakers
@The_J
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Halberd
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Halberd privately rolled his eyes at Mimo, putting a spare hand in the pocket of his coat. It wasn't like Halberd didn't have a sense of morals... he was just assuming this vampire to be the average manipulative bloodsucker. In that case, they needed to die.

Huh... perhaps he was just being too eager to kill this thing right now. Mimo was right - Eleena had a more right way about looking at things; perhaps Halberd would have seen it that way too if he hadn't seen his Sister killed that day - the true, real nature of people had been revealed. Regardless, he was glad Terren agreed in the real, sensible choice here, as cold as it sounded. They were the law, and the vampire had gone too far; the scales of Justice tipped towards their execution. With that thought, Halberd followed the others in silence.
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After a long walk, they soon arrived. The place sure was a dump, in a place hidden by buildings. Halberd wasn't surprised a vampire would hide in this place... that coward. Feeding from the innocent and night, and hiding away at day. It was such a disgusting idea that it made Halberd's skin crawl. Looking ahead, he must have been too deep in his thought, because he hadn't heard what a young man had said to Mimo. Something had to be serious to make Mimo of all people look concerned.

Halberd raised an eyebrow, wondering what the situation was as soon as Mimo dashed straight into the building. Huh... the boy seemed surprised they were there, even though he'd probably requested for Guardians to be there. God damn it... was someone trying to impersonate them? It was strictly against the rules to impersonate a Guardian, whoever was inside either didn't care about the rules or they were downright stupid. Maybe the situation inside was going to be way more than a mere vampire hunt. Halberd looked sternly at the doorway of the house, then let out a breath at the sound of Eleena's voice.

"Nefarious plans indeed." Halberd mumbled under his breath, before turned to the concerned-looking boy with a pleasant smile. "Don't you worry, kid, we'll get things sorted out. You've been a great help; get somewhere safe while you wait." Halberd said with a thankful nod, before turning his head to Eleena's hyperactive words. He couldn't help but chuckle a little... hopefully this girl wouldn't do anything dumb, but it was quite amusing being around her. Halberd looked at his two comrades for a moment, and was reassured. They definitely looked capible of handling themselves.
"Heheh... I'll be downstairs, then. You two watch yourself; this job's turned out to be more than we bargained for. Remember though, Eleena: this is serious. If anything's around, I'll yell." Halberd said simply, before stepping inside following the direction of Mimo, his axe slung over his shoulder as his serious attitude returned.

Halberd knew his detective skills were awful, and he wasn't the kind of guy who'd notice things quickly. You could probably stab him in the leg and it would take a moment for him to process it. Nonetheless, as he entered the building, he did his best to try and find any tracks that could lead to the vampire, or whoever was cheeky enough to pretend they were a Guardian. No such luck, or in Halberd's eyes at least. Wasn't much to this place other than a dark and dusty shithole. On that note, he pressed on, hoping that he'd come to find a sign of this vampire soon.

Who would try and break the rules just so they could get in here to this vampire? It didn't make any sense... whoever they were better be planning to actually hunt the vampire; Halberd knew he wouldn't sleep easily tonight if a vampire could be terrorizing the citizens of Drisbane whilst he was laying idly in bed. And who could get away with actually looking like a Guardian anyway? These people had to be well equipped - was another faction getting involved with this? Whoever they were, damn them.. they had to make a simple vampire slaying job so damn complicated.
 
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@Asuras @kingdomkeylight

Before their conversation could go on any longer, things finally started to move. Watching those mongrels brawl against each other was opted to be more interesting than paying anymore attention to the armored woman for now. For Este, the show she was expecting would have been comparable to some illegal dog fighting. Though Este did wonder when she missed the chance to sign up fighting against the only worthwhile opponent here. Well, now it was too late, and making a fuss about that way too bothersome.

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Disappointed. Este was simply disappointed. Lizbaine disposed of the contestants as easy as it was stealing a child their sweets. Well, maybe not THAT easy, but it always seemed obvious who the victor was after the first few seconds. With that finally over, and not amused by the announcers quips. Este checked on the little girl, who apparently found the whole show and the various feats the fighters performed to be quite interesting. Did she already forgot about her brother? Well, good for Este, bad for Saya.

Now, they finally announced the fighters for the first round. Herself versus Aurora Spiere...whoever that may be. "Stay strong and wait for me, little one." Stroking over the child's hair Este now into the pit, eagerly awaiting the partner she was supposed to dance with.

"Oh my, what a coincidence~" Giving off a mocking smile, Este licked her lips again, as it turned out said Aurora was the woman she had spoken to just a while ago. Actually standing here now, Este had to hold herself back in regards of thinking her opponent as utterly weak. Sure, Este didn't doubt her being capable of winning BUT she couldn't use the majority of her power...so certainly that was a handicap, no? Certainly fun in its own right.
 
[imga]http://oi59.tinypic.com/jpjwxc.jpg[/imga] Melea made no sound when the man approached her. However, her face remained as solidly unemotional as it usually was. A hand on her waist whilst she stood listening to the mans words. This guy really thinks we're Guardians... Seriously? Melea looked down at herself. She most certainly, as Clanna put it wasn't the most non-Goetia looking one of the group. She scoffed to the side, and then turned her attention to the institute he was pointing at. A narrow formed over her eyes and she looked to the rest of her group.


Following after them quietly, it was the first time they'd left that Melea had been so quiet. She was also aware of Astra's vampiress status within the Goetia. Never the less, if she had been causing trouble for the Guardians, who was to say she wouldn't cause trouble for them too? Never the less Melea went inside and looked around for signs of clues in any sort.
 
Terren Keto
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@Meira @Jakers
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As they walked towards the man in front of the building, Terren noticed a small look of confusion upon his face, perhaps mixed with caution.
Mimo spoke, telling him of their business, and this served not to quell his confusion, but to compound it. His words came out in fits and starts, as he tried to piece it all together in his mind without thinking to stop talking for a moment and work out what had happened.
He himself began to understand. Guardians had already been here? No, not Guardians, they were someone else, whom the man had thought were such - hence the confusion he was experiencing. Terren certainly understood now, as much as was possible. Mimo herself sprung into action, taking her musket and rushing straight past the poor man, and in through the entrance way of the old building, within which resided their quarry. A bloodthirsty, deadly vampire.
Once within, he asked Mimo, "so someone else got here first, great. Any idea who it could be? Goetia, Palace, Aesil? Someone else?"
As he asked this, he began to look around for anything that could be of value. (Per. Check)
 
Kanade accepted her orders without further argument. Things were clear enough. She hoped she wouldn't need to engage in any direct conflict with other factions, particularly when she didn't know who they might be running into. She'd keep the others in the best shape she could if something did break out, and chances are it wasn't a question of if, but when. She paid her respects to the Princess and left with the others to make her way to the First Borough.

The place was...conveniently empty. Either by virtue of the earlier Champions' efforts, or simple enlightened self-interest, it seemed most people had left for other areas. But, it wouldn't take much to see the writing on the wall. Conflict was inevitably brewing. The simple fact that other factions' citizens were likely returning to their own boroughs would be enough to tip them off that something was up. Still, Kanade wondered if this was all necessary. The entire part of the territory was a sort of designated no-man's land before, but couldn't the factions get together again and move back in together, as a group? Though it would still then essentially be neutral territory. Well, her job was entertainment, not politics, so she st such thoughts aside for the moment.

Kanade nodded her acceptance of Francisca's orders, and turned to her companions in time to see Aesil run off...somewhere. "I wonder what that was about," she managed to say out loud. She didn't say more until the other girl returned. "Welcome back," she said, maintaining a friendly tone to show no ill will toward the other girl's sudden disappearance. "Are you feeling well? I hope you're not sick or anything." She was genuinely concerned. Aesil had been acting a little strange.

"Actually, have we been formally introduced," she asked. "If we're working together we might as well get to know each other, too. I'm Kanade Kondou. Nice to meet you."
 
@Skyswimsky @Asuras

Aurora sat silently for the remainder of the time as the tournament began as well did her conversational partner. It was clear at this point that the woman in red was way more interested in the fights to come then any small talk with a stranger, and quite honestly the woman in purple armor agreed. However, the fights to be seen were conducted by those foolish enough to take on the Aesilian champion of the arena so she doubted they would last long. In about what felt like less then five minutes both challengers proved her right as the participants Thassius, and Kain she believed their names were. Were cruelly given a beat down before the Champion of the Arena asked for a small break taking on no other challengers for the time. Most likely the Champion was more bored then tired in Aurora's opinion, but then again some Champions didn't have a high level of endurance so maybe had there been a third contestant a more entertaining fight might have played out. Then as expected the announcer returned to the arena making a rather rude crowd pleasing statement that lightly started to boil her blood.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's tournament is finally upon us! Many fighters have come to prove their might to us, for glory, money, and to be quite honest for many of them, a simple meal!"
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Aye it was true, but none the less wasn't necessary to point out as the crowd gave a hearty laugh at the expense of quite a few of the contestants pride. Aurora was easily reminded why she hated herself for participating in this event, but none the less as the announcer had pointed out a free meal, and the chance to earn a few coins not drenched in blood was in fact her reason for being here. Her ears perked at the first to names called up. Ironically her first opponent happened to be the noble in red. For a mount Aurora didn't stand up as she more then willingly watched her opponent make her way to the battleground. She then sighed softly as she to stood up, and made her way to the fighting grounds. A few steps in, however, she was halted by one of the people running the event.

"Ma'am I am sorry, but Flanged Maces aren't authorized for use in these fights I'll have to confiscate it from you until your fights over," the girl with the clip board hesitantly asked under Aurora's non-expression eyes. For a moment she considered telling the girl off, but she had already come this far so for now she would just suck it up. Handing the girl her mace Aurora started to continue her trek toward the fighting grounds as she tightened up the straps on her shield arm. Well then this fight was going to be a little tougher then expected, but she was skilled with the shield just as much.
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"Oh my, what a coincidence~"
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"Or, maybe it was inevitable who can say," Aurora spoke up as she finished setting up her shield arm the way she wanted it. Taking her eyes off the shield she slowly motioned herself into a fighting stance with her arms up in a defensive manner. It was extremely hard to tell how well this bout was going to go. She knew nothing of her opponent, but then again in her Guardian days that was a common job issue. However, Aurora had a strong desire to knock that smirk off Esterellia's face. With a competitive smirk of her own she narrowed her eyes. Though she hated to admit it there was one thing she could respect about these events... they gave one a temporary sense of renewed excitement that one could only experience from their inexperienced days.

"Why don't you show me how a Noble entertains herself."​
 

As expected, Konyuu wasn't too pleased with a lesser champion asking questions. "Snap at me all you like. We'll see how far it gets you when you want something from me." thought Shotaro as he listened to his leader elaborate on the mission parameters. Good news was that Shotaro's predictions were pretty much spot-on. If nothing else, it showed he had a good head on his shoulders. Now that the details were settled, Shotaro smiled at Utashou and Aosoki before following Kato and Konyuu.

Some time later...

Shotaro followed Konyuu easily enough to the First Borough. But when the stronger champion seemed to freeze in her tracks, it gave him a slight case of the heebie-jeebies. Thankfully Konyuu spoke only a handful of seconds later and assured her backup that there wasn't any sort of barrier or defense set up. She then went on to explain the course of action they would take, elaborating that many civilians had evacuated. Much as he knew he was above the station of the common people, one thing bothered him.

The fact they all ran off for fear of the impending conflict seemed to tug at Shotaro's mind. "Say, Konyuu-" said Shotaro as he followed her signal to move up. "I get why we do what we do, and I love doing it... but something rubs me the wrong way about this." Hopefully Kato was of the same mind here, but with that mask hiding his face, Shotaro couldn't be sure. "If the lower-classes all just run away from us instead of seeing us as their CHAMPIONS like we're supposed to be... are we doing it wrong?"

It wasn't that he felt like he was one of them. Quite the opposite, in fact. He KNEW he was better than them in nearly every way. But he kinda felt that was a reason to not COMPLETELY lord it over them. Let them know on occasion, sure... but making them so terrified that they flee? That frustrated Shotaro to some degree. He wasn't sure why he voiced these concerns, especially while out on assignment, but it was too late to take it back now. What was said could not be unsaid. The best he figured he could hope for was for the inquiry to be ignored until later. In the meantime he would simply keep to cover and follow Konyuu's lead.

Hopefully nothing major would come of this little incursion, but Shotaro's gut told him otherwise. After all... why send THREE champions if you're not expecting trouble of some sort. Whether or not Konyuu answered or dismissed his questions, Shotaro would motion to Kato to hurry up in an attempt to keep his mind on the task at hand and push any other thoughts aside.
 
Well, that was a revelation and a half. Astra, a vampiress? And the Guardians were hunting a vampire in the vicinity of where she'd been seen? Fucking. Great. Just their luck that some taxpayers had to be around. Following Clanna into the house, Natalya muttered "Better step things up a bit - we have no idea how long until the real Guardian patrol turns up. Oh, and Clanna? I sure hope you have some sort of plan if she takes...violent...exception to our looking for her. I don't want to be fighting an angry Vampiress and a pissed off Guardian patrol at the same time - not worth the effort."

Rant over, Natalya followed Clanna up the stairs of the house. Melea was oddly quiet - possibly thinking the same things Natalya had voiced? Unfortunately, the quiet left Natalya wincing at every slight creak of the stairs beneath their feet. Stopping at the top of the stairs, Natalya paused and looked around for anything that seemed out of place.

At the top of the stairs, Natalya was granted a view into an attic-like upper room with a single window bearing light onto a portion of its floor. For all the dinginess of the rest of the building, this one seemed much more well-kept. Beneath the window upon a cushioned seat facing it, Natalya could make out a single, small hand rested on the chair's arm.

Natalya's voice dropped to a hoarse whisper. "Do you all see what I see?"
 
Lyssa stood alongside the other two champions she had been sent with as they patrolled the First Borough. The district was...too empty. Lyssa remembered the days before the Sentence, when the rightful monarchs ruled the city from this district. The First Borough had been teeming with activity back then, bustling with people going about their daily lives. The sheer contrast between her memories of years gone past and the present discomfited her. Honestly, this was one of the only times she'd stepped in the district since Princess Efrida had graciously abdicated the throne. The last scion of the Elspeth family pursed her lips in disapproval as she remembered that incident. She hadn't personally agreed with the princess's decision to surrender the throne, but she would not go against her liege.

Shaking her head of her thoughts, Lyssa brought herself back to the world around her as Aesil ran off for a moment. Raising an eyebrow, she glanced at Kanade before shrugging and sighing. What the bloody hell was she doing? As Aesil returned to the duo and Kanade introduced herself, Lyssa took a moment to remove her armored mask before looking at the two.

"Charmed. Lyssa Elspeth." She said simply before putting her mask back on and hefting her hammer. "But really, we shouldn't be running off like that anymore. If any of the other factions appear, it's best if we stick together." Lyssa chided, directing most of her sentence at Aesil.
 
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Galina jumped as she was mentioned, opening her mouth and closing it again as she realized nobody was asking her a question. Hearing her name usually preceded receiving an order since, after the First Sentence, she hadn't been very social. Before she got lost in thought once more, a shouting young man caught her attention as he approached. Guardians? We're not Guardians, but before she could give voice to her thought, Clanna interjected. Galina's brow furrowed in confusion after listening to her, but quickly relaxed as she realized their mission was in the Guardian Borough. Pretending to be Guardians sounded like a good, albeit risky, idea.

As the conversation between the watchman and Clanna continued, Galina's heart sank further and further. A vampire?! Nobody said anything about us chasing vampires! The blood sucking fiends were said to be fast, strong, and tough. Most of the things she wasn't. Of course, as long as she had three other champions with her and there was only one vampire it couldn't be too hard, or so she hoped. Clanna congratulated the young man and lead the champions onward. Once they neared the building, Galina moved her hand to the discreetly placed belt of throwing knives, leaving the second free to reach for a katar. Even if a vampire is faster than me I'll probably have time to throw at least one of the knives…probably.

Clanna began talking, and Galina was alert enough to pay attention this time, but she didn't understand at first. Astra Forbes was a vampire? That scary champion that Kaileb likes? What does she have to do with… everything was slowly falling into place for Galina. Clanna said it was the right neighborhood, there was a vampire, Astra was a vampire, Astra disappeared, they were looking for someone who disappeared. She unsheathed a throwing knife and kept it ready; they were looking for someone she was not equipped to deal with and she was getting scared. Entering the darkened building, a shudder of that fear coursed through her leaving a tingling sensation on her spine.

Listening to Natalya, Galina realized it could only get worse. A vampire in front and a team of Guardians behind them. This did not look like a promising start to the rest of her life, but she kept quiet and alert. Drawing one katar from the sash across her torso and gripping it tightly, she followed the rest of her team up the stairs. Stopping at the top of the stairs, Galina heard a very ominous question.

"Do you all see what I see?"

Following her fellow champion's gaze, she saw a single hand on the arm of a chair placed in front of the window. The hand that might just end her life in the next few minutes. Speaking for the first time since before she arrived at Kaileb's office, she whispered her reply.

"Yes."
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Konyuu smiled and closed her eyes briefly as they skirted along the edges of streets and buildings. "A noble consideration," she said quietly, "But I do not think we are in the wrong in any sense." Konyuu stopped the two on the underside of a street-side shop's umbrella, now abandoned of merchandise. She turned to Shotaro. "They have left for fear of violence in the streets, possibly even inside of their homes, not because of our specific presence. We are neither invaders nor saviors at this time. Do not think too much on the ethics of our actions. Save that for when we sit our princess on the throne."

Gesturing to continue onward, Konyuu maintained their secretive yet hurried movements, constantly checking behind, above, and everywhere around, skittish enough to halt their progress at the most mundane of noises. Eventually she eyed an open door and made for its interior, stopping short of entering until she scanned the room. With a hand she indicated for Shotaro to wait there, and she quickly entered. Within a minute, she returned outside and approached him.

"I scouted from the roof. I can see the stairs to the Citadel from up there," she said before frowning, "Looks like there's quite a number of Aesil's warriors already there, some of them more recognizable than others." Konyuu crossed her arms and turned back to the way they had come from.

"Efrida left no room for the meek. This will quickly become a battle of the greatest," she said. Tapping her finger on her arm a few times, she seemed in thought until something caught her eye. With a strong grip, she pulled Shotaro to the side, bringing him into the vacated house she had just exited from. Back to the outer wall of the room, Konyuu gazed out of the corner of her eye through the window into the street.

"Someone's coming," she whispered to Shotaro. After a minute of waiting, three individuals did indeed show themselves, stepping closer and closer to their building. Konyuu's eyes narrowed and her fists tightened. Shotaro could tell she was readying herself.



The trio of girls wandered the streets, eyes open and ready for any sign of "intrusion". Their pathway brought them along the outer edges of the First Borough, tracing along the bigger streets that presented themselves readily. Streets empty and winds silent at the feet of particularly tall buildings, they were left in silence for a time until one of them opted to break it time to time.

Eventually they turned a corner and found themselves in a wider street, though such characteristics were unimportant at the time, having long grown bored of the menial task. As they continued along, all three of them spotted a open door, left slightly ajar. Already seen before during their patrol, the sight was practically ignored. Surely it was another case of citizens leaving in a hurry. Still, they kept as attentive as ever.

BOOM. Before the trio could even react properly, the wall beside them burst into rubble, showering the group with bits of glass, wood, and stone. Ultimately none of the debris touched them, and as they came to realize, there was a fourth individual just before them. It seemed as if the cloaked individual had diverted the explosion away from them by standing before it.

As the dust settled, a woman stepped out from the building that had its wall shattered, walking over rubble and waving away smoke around her face.

"A guardian of the Aesil. An angel," Konyuu said, "Why am I not surprised?" The figure in white standing before the Aesil girls twisted its polearm till it rested at its side, and turned back to them.

"The Princess knows her High Guard is a tough individual, mean to a degree. She was worried you would be put in harms way, and bid me look after you three. Forgive me for remaining unseen until now. I did not wish to hinder your pride," the being said from behind a golden mask.

Konyuu turned to the side, as if awaiting Shotaro to come to her side, and cracked her knuckles. "Alright Shotaro. Time to show me what you're made of."



Clanna, too, traced her gaze to what Natalya was seeing, and she kept just as quiet for a brief spell before taking charge. Stepping up further into the attic, she kept well away from the turned-away chair, but spoke out to the one sitting in it.

"Astra? Is that you?" she said tenderly, hands clasped in one another. She expected a tall woman to face her, but instead she was presented with a small girl looking quite frightened. The silver-haired child jumped from the seat and faced Clanna as if she were a terrifying beast, backing away slowly. Clanna made a noise of apology, but it was too late. The small girl screamed.

Cringing, Clanna took a step back and tried making herself as unassuming as possible, though it didn't seem to work. The girl remained as terrified as ever, sinking deeper into the opposite end of the attic. A door at the back slammed open, and out stomped the one they were looking for.

Astra stood just behind the silver-haired girl, a face of absolute conviction upon her face. "Who are you? What do you want?" she growled. Clanna smiled apologetically and sighed, relieved to know they had indeed gone to the right place.

"We're from Goetia, Kaileb sent us to come talk to- GACK." Clanna stopped talking and croaked, her body shuddering before falling over. As she fell upon the ground, it was revealed what had stricken her; a small blade embedded itself deep in her chest. She seemed dead, her eyes open but her movement ceased.

Astra's eyes darted over to the remaining three, her face as unflinching as before.



A scream. The upper and middle floors heard, certainly, and Mimo's head perked up as it resounded through the building. Quickly clenching Terren's shoulder, she urged him to go downstairs and retrieve Halberd and bring him up. Mimo herself darted upstairs, eventually coming face to face with Eleena... happily chowing down on a sandwich. Mimo slammed her forehead with her hand and looked to the side, easily seeing the attic stairs that were there. With an expectant gesture, she motioned to get up and follow.

As Mimo and Eleena ascended the stairs, they were faced the back ends of three other unknown individuals, and one lying on the floor. At the other end of the room, two girls, one much more stern than the other, stood. With a tremendous voice, she called out to the entire room.

"What is going on here?! You tried impersonating us huh?" Anger burst from her mouth, "The Guardians of Drisbane have jurisdiction over this area now! You're all to drop your weapons and lay down on the floor or face the consequences!" She aimed her musket between the three Goetia members closest to her, hand ready to tear a rather large hole in any one of them in an instant.


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"Something about the Spiere's I should be paying attention to?" a male voice said to Gerald. Just to his side, a partially masked young man stood, looking down at him with interest. Quickly taking a seat before he could answer, the man continued on. "Could'nt help but notice your eyes at the mention of the girl. I don't suppose you know if she's something special or not?" He crossed his arms and legs and leaned back.

"I'm a bit more interested in this Esterellia lass. Seems a mighty fine name for someone to be down in the pits fighting for money. Looks a tad bit too hoity-toity to be a soldier, if you ask me," he said with a chuckle, "But there's always surprises in peoples' appearances. Who are you betting on?" he turned to Gerald and leaned his head forward to get a look into his eyes.
 
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A cursory glance through True Sight revealed that both competitors were about roughly equal in terms of power. The grey hair's glow seemed slightly off, as if a bit fraying at the edges, but otherwise there wasn't much of interest that could be seen in that sight. A quick glance at his surroundings revealed that an individual of considerable power, easily his greater, approached.

'Huh?' What he saw trailing behind the individual's glow was quite shocking though. A soft trail of light seemed to reach down towards the man from above; its source drowned out in the brightness of the afternoon "sun". A blink at the strangeness of such a thing and his "sight" revealed no such oddity and Gerald was simply left confused and unaware of why he felt so. And a moment later even that faded away, leaving Gerald only aware of the individual's approach.

Rather than make any overt movements that would attract more attention from the individual, Gerald simply blinked and let his sight return to normal. The situation was not to his advantage and with the man so close already he was not confident he'd be able to escape from the man's reach.

His normal vision revealed two fairly different fighters currently within the arena; the armored form of Aurora in comparison to the casual dress of Esterellia. Then again Guardians could hardly be called normal individuals and some could be far more durable than any armor they might have acquired. The soft footsteps that came to a halt beside him did not go unnoticed by Gerald, though he let the individual speak first rather than risk suspicion; the crowd was fairly loud after all and it would have been unusual for him to notice their presence.

He drew back slightly, leaning against the backrest, and glanced towards the partially covered man's face. His expression was kept stoic and guarded as this stranger mentioned what Gerald could only assume to be the slight change that occurred with the use of his other Sight. While he had the knowledge that this wasn't someone to be ignored, this was a nice little reminder. As he waited for the man to finish, he glanced back down into the Arena where it seemed that the banter had ceased and the fight was to begin. His response was a slight shrug of the shoulders before he said, "Neither, no reason to spend good money in such a manner. As for Spiere? Nothing in particular, just a few old memories of the name."

Shifting his body slightly to angle it towards the man, Gerald gave a slight nod as he extended a black gloved hand, "Harold."
 
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It was concern. A sweet, delicious, soft, creamy concern that was in the undertone of the pink-haired girl's voice, and the taste of that sound made Aesil hunger again. This 'Kanadekondou' was another example of a perfectly delicious meal, but she bit back the hunger, turning away from her fellow champion and walking off towards the outskirts. A bit of brick was stuck between her teeth and, wriggling her tongue against it, the beast-girl managed to get it loose and spat it out. The rock hit the pavement with a ping, bouncing a few times before settling down. Good, focus on what's at hand, not who's around her.

She managed to keep up her silence for just a few moments, before Aesil recalled that it was 'common courtesy' to share one's name with another, if you plan on developing a relationship with them. She didn't understand why she would make relationships with food, but eventually, it became apparent that they were in a name-sharing phase, with the armored knight naming herself as 'Lyssa. Aesil stopped walking, turned around, and said, her voice still coarse from eating all that brick, "Aesil."

And with that, she turned around and started walking once more, letting her nose lead the hunt.
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It was repetitive. It was boring. And she was getting hungrier and hungrier, until she had to cover up her nose simply so she could focus on what's before her. It was eating at her again, and, as she walked, Aesil took bites out of the buildings, trying to stem it enough so that she could at least pay half her attention to doing a patrol. Ah, she really, really, really wanted to eat.

Yeah. Food.

Eat.

Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
Eat. Eat. Eat.
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Suddenly, her head snapped to the side, her hungering instincts screaming out 'LUNCHTIME, I'll SAY!' as she caught the fragrance of banana bread in the air. Someone, somewhere, was eating that, and while it wasn't cooked meat, it was something. And, in that moment, it was something that she really, really, really, really wanted.

Her appetite growled menacingly, as her pupils dilated, her feral eyes ablaze with power.

And then, an explosion blinded her sight, debris rushing towards her at an alarming pace, almost consuming her, before…it disappeared.

Aesil blinked at the sight of the angel, blinked at the sight of the enemies, blinked at the muscular man before her. She blinked at all those things, and then…the dust tickled her sensitive nose, and she sneezed, rather cutely.

Before she had even recovered from all that, she leapt in, teeth first, ready to chomp off the smelly man's side. Ribs. She could really do for some ribs right now.

EAT.
 
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The small girls screams pierced Galina's ears, mirroring Clanna she cringed and stepped back. Fortunately, the girl ran out of breath, but she still didn't seem to understand that Clanna was nice and friendly. Everyone liked Clanna. Before the champions could try anything else, a door within the room slammed open, revealing a woman who Galina vaguely recognized as Astra. If she was Astra, she certainly didn't address them like allies.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

She was just as scary as ever. But she is a Goetian, right? So there shouldn't be any more problems now, Clanna's relaxed posture seemed to agree with her assessment of the situation.

"We're from Goetia, Kaileb sent us to come talk to- GACK." Clanna stopped suddenly, confusing Galina, it wasn't until she fell down that the Goetian realized something was severely wrong. A throwing knife had pierced her heart. Seeing her blank stare sent Galina's heart throbbing with adrenaline, and she turned to Astra with the rare sight of murderous intent in her eyes. Clanna hadn't done anything to deserve that. She tensed to make her move, but a voice cut in from behind.

"What is going on here?! You tried impersonating us huh?" Came the angry shout. "The Guardians of Drisbane have jurisdiction over this area now! You're all to drop your weapons and lay down on the floor or face the consequences!"

Nothing was going right, as far as Galina was concerned none of this should be happening. She thought hard and fast, with enemies in front and behind her there was no way the three could win in a fight, and the angry woman behind them wasn't going to give them time to strategize and talk it over. She had to do something now or surrender. The silver-haired girl was too far away, but Natalya was right next to her. Dropping her throwing knife, she wrapped one arm around the other woman's waste and placed the other over her eyes. Then, closing her eyes and leading with her shoulder, she sprung forward.

The world around her distorted briefly in conformity with her will, and she felt the knives of shattered glass dashing against her exposed skin, after that everything halted and they were falling just outside the window. She did her best to right herself in air, still holding tightly to Natalya. Focusing again turned the wall beside her into the floor. Natalya's weight still pulled forward, throwing her off balance, but it was not far to the ground now. She bolted down the wall, dodging the windows. She was nearing the ground, at door height she tugged with all her meager strength to slow Natalya's decent and then set her down on her feet. Righting gravity, she dropped the last few feet to the ground, panting heavily as she landed.

"Are you okay?"
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Eleena
... Come on! Show up already! ... This was her last slice! Do it vampire! Show your filthy blood-sucking face!

And then suddenly there was a scream of a small girl.​

That changed everything. Suddenly her blood started pumping and her teeth gritted down. Someone was in danger. This wasn't supposed to happen. That voice? That voice didn't sound like a dangerous vampire. Or someone who would impersonate Guardians. She had never heard them scream before, but she was also pretty sure neither Terran or Halberd screamed like a little girl. And Mimo? Well Mimo was... ... Right there. Eleena carefully swallowed a mouthful of bread, crumbling the other slice into her hand as if to hide it.

"Oh! Uh... Hi Miss Warden Mimo. ... WE GO SAVE GIRL NOW!" Apparently she forgot all about the vampire. Or, at least, it became her second priority when there was someone in danger. She rushed alongside Mimo as they climbed the stairs, only to find...

Three annoyingly obscuring backsides. ... Yeah, none of them were-- ... Oh. Someone was... down. ... No, more likely dead. Mimo's voice rang out, but Eleena was deaf to her words. Someone... Someone was already dead or dying. Pointlessly. Meaninglessly. A worm cut in half, buried by mud. At first Eleena thought that... body had been the source of the scream. But her eyes discerned another figure, and one cowering behind it. Fear. Definite and absolute fear. ... No question.

That person became her target. Without reason beyond that girl's anxiety. She wasn't here to fight. But with someone already dead, it was likely going to turn into one. If you fight, you accept the possibility of death. But you shouldn't die just because those around you turn violent. No... You really shouldn't.

With a sudden flash, Eleena blinked. Huh? There were three... and now there was one? A shattering of glass and they seemingly left via window. ... What? Four stories, right? ... And she was really fast...

Damnit all! If they could do it, then so could she! Eleena gritted her teeth, a blue sparkling coming from her body. Her fist clenched, reminding her of the bread in it. It'd have to do. "SPARKING CANNON!" With an erupting voice, the blue-haired lass charged forth and made a loud SNAP of electricity from her hand before throwing the remnants of a piece of banana bread harmlessly at Astra as a distraction.

With that, she closed the distance in no time and all and grabbed the other silver-haired girl, the anxious one, with both hands. And proceeded to leap out the window without a second thought. "Brace yourself!" She wasn't sure how much damage she would receive, but she was sure to hold the girl tight and use her own body as a cushion for her.

With a thump, the result wasn't pretty. But she was alive, and so was the girl. With a groan and sighting the two nearby enemies, Eleena got to her feet. Which. hurt. Like. A. BITCH. Ugh. Great. She had tried landing on her arm, just to prevent exactly this. But now her feet, her most valuable asset, were shooting herself with pain, and her body was winded. Helping the girl up, she stepped in front of her, facing Galina and Natalya.

Eleena stood still, shoulders and legs spread battle-ready. She probably couldn't move that well for a while anyways. And... she didn't seem to particularly mind turning her back on someone who might be a threat to her. She spoke to her, casually and low enough so the other two could only hear a little. "Uh hey... Listen. Sorry 'bout that. We're hunting one vampire, and I don't want to involve someone innocent in a fight they might die in by accident."

Her voice was plainly in pain and had a bit of frustration in it, but it meant no harm. It considered the possibility that the girl might also be a vampire, but didn't seem to care. "I'm sure she'll be fine... So... Take some distance and watch from afar, 'kay?"


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[BCOLOR=transparent]Hah? The armor clad woman seriously let her have the first strike? Well, it was certainly not a dumb thing to do, and under different circumstances, Este would have very well done the same. [/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]"With pleasure~" That said, Este spurted towards Aurora, there were a few options she could have done to confuse her, but why? For now, she just wanted straight-forward simple slaughter, and thus, a frontal attack with her bare hands was all her opponent would get.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Aurora felt her stomach turn as her opponent dashed straight for her with bare slamming a fist straight into her sending her back a few steps as she took a mere second to catch her breath as her eyes filled with adrenaline. Pushing past the damage surprisingly inflicted in one move the armored woman curled her left fingers into a fist before swinging in kind at her opponent.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Mhm, did Este overestimate her opponent? Moving her body a bit back, the vampire noble dodged with ease, nonetheless, Aurora didn't go down after one hit! Which was already an achievement compared to the people who were rude enough to awaken her.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]With an excited and bloodthirsty grin on her face, Este attacked in the same pattern as she did just mere seconds ago, again. Too bad she couldn't aim at her eyes in all the publicity.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Dammit, her opponent was a lot faster than she appeared. Aurora watched as the vampiress dodged her fist before following up with a similar attack. This time, however, the woman in purple was able to register her opponent's movement with just enough time to move out of harm's' way as she felt her opponents fist grazed her skin on the right side of her neck. Aurora finally taking the hint that staying too close was not a swell idea, backed off from her opponent as her shield started to glow a faint plum like color. Once there was a good 10 meters between them Aurora concentrated on her opponent with an intent to harm. With a strong swing a Lunar Orb was ejected off the shield right towards her opponent.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]"Not bad." Missing her second attack, Este knew there was more fun to be had, which in return only made her smile more wild, nearly revealing those sweet fangs. Preparing herself for the next impact, the armor clad woman was, faster than the vampire had anticipated, creating some distance. Why? Though, an answer soon followed in form of some magical projectile.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]"Tzch." Dodging that slow thing, it was now ranged battle what the armor clad woman wanted? Well, if that was the case, the vampire noble had to keep close to her. And that was exactly what she did, sprinting towards Aurora, Este did what she could do best, this time however, she only hinted at striking with her right hand, like the two times before, and instead slashed at Aurora with the left.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Aurora growls in frustration as the woman dodges her attack yet for a brief moment before she had launched the attack she could have sworn she had seen something off about her opponent's smile. Yet at the moment she wouldn't be able to register it as the woman in red dashed at her fooling her with a fake attack as the real attack slashed against her causing even more damage than she had expected the woman to deal out. With a curse upon her inability to hit the vampire Aurora's eyes glowed as she decided to try a more direct action. Opening her mouth wide open Aurora released a second Lunar orb at close quarters distance as she did her best to back off again hoping the attack had hit. At the moment the damage dealt made it hard to fully assess if it had. It was quite clear her opponent was possibly in a different league than her.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Hah! Her second attack connected with ease, good, there was no need for nifty totally unrealistic anime maneuvers, still, 2 hits in and Aurora was still standing? Good, very good. Maybe those eyes were something to be taken into account after all? Regardless, the armored woman tried for another attack: The very same orb, just from her mouth.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Pressing herself to the ground, said orb flew over Este, which in turn gave Aurora more time to run away. "Stop running!" Already on the ground Este, once again, pressed herself from it for the sake of gaining momentum, annoyed enough to try to go for an all out attack with both of her hands![/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Without as much as one hit against her opponent Aurora slowly found herself backing up slowly after being delivered the final blow. Her eyes dilated lightly as she watched the woman in red. She was sure something was not right with her… not that she was stronger than Aurora that much had been proven for now. Yet already losing her conscious grasp Aurora could not discern what she had seen earlier in the fight, and with a final short breath fell flat on her back unconscious.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]And then the armored woman fell. She simply fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes... was she dead? But...the eyes! She didn't overdid it, or did she? No, it couldn't be. Well, whatever, Este was the winner. And it felt good. Though...the act of simply leaving her like that was rather disappointing, which quickly worsened her mood in return. Though now was the perfect time to get a good luck on the crowd, hopefully finding the one or other known face from past a year?[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]Though quickly disappointed, and without batting an second eye for her opponent, Este simply moved back into the waiting area, unless someone would stop her. As she retreated back to the waiting area, the crowd cheered immensely even as another contender lay unconscious on the dirt. A pair of medics summarily jogged into the arena and retrieved Aurora, lifting her elsewhere to recover.[/BCOLOR]

[BCOLOR=transparent]The announcer came back to the stage and began another round of exciting name-calling, spurring on another match between two more individuals.[/BCOLOR]
 

Halberd
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Halberd was busy scouring the lower floor of the room, but everything around the dark and dust-diffused corridors and rooms seemed to be useless to the current situation. He couldn't spot anything hidden in this place... it was just... deathly quiet. Halberd flung his axe back over his shoulder, wiping a hand through his greyish-brown hair as a sign of dismay. The vampire and whoever these imposters were had to be on a higher floor... hopefully the others were having more luck than he was right now.

Settling to move up a floor, Halberd headed back to the stairs by the doorway of this place. He wanted to shout up to the others and ask how they were doing, but giving away his position in a dark and shadowy place where any assassin could be waiting for him seemed like a terrible, terrible idea. Right now, the vampire was the absolute priority - whoever the idiots were that impersonated Guardians could wait for later, or stay out of his way at least.

It was then when he was by the doorway that Halberd saw his comrade fall from the sky, along with three other women he hadn't even seen before. Making a face of bewilderment, Halberd lightly tightened the grip around his axe as he looked behind him up the stairs to the house. What the hell had happened to make them fall from a higher floor like that? Were those the impostors? Damn it... whatever was going on, he needed to get upstairs by the looks of things, but Eleena seemed injured after taking such a fall. Stepping out from the shadows of the doorway, Halberd quickly approached the group of women, his black overcoat trailing behind him.

"Hey, Eleena! What the hell happened... you need some of my bandages?" Halberd enquired, rushing over to her. Slowly, Halberd's eyes darted around the faces of the other women. The people that had the damn nerve to pretend they were a Guardian. Two of them were women... and by the looks of things, Eleena had a little girl by her. Halberd sighed; he wouldn't bring himself to get violent with these people, impostors or not. A little kid didn't need to see bloodshed Nonetheless, the other two still had a lot of explaining to do later.
"So. You're the people who thought it was smart to impersonate us." Halberd said plainly. "...Hmph. You'd better have a good reason for doing that. And for getting my ally here injured." He said, hints of annoyance entwined in his voice as he spoke. Eleena was hobbling around a bit, which wasn't exactly ideal for one of the Guardians' finest, if not the finest runner. Halberd didn't care about that, though. Time was ticking, and the vampire was still breathing.

Looking at the child, a small smile formed on Halberd's lips for a brief moment. At least something good had come of today. He'd have to buy Eleena a drink later in appreciation for her good deed... poor kid must have been terrified, locked up in a house with a vampire and all.
"Heh... wonder if the poor kid's got any carers."

But now it was time to do the dirty work. Halberd's mind switched back to reality, and he turned to the two ladies who presumablely pretended they were guardians. He was surprised they managed to get away with it... they looked more like the 'mysterious' type. Goetians, no doubt. Halberd had the right mind to chew them out, but there wasn't time for that shit right now. The vampire could fly out of the window and kill someone at any moment.

"...Look, I'm pretty sure we're all after the same enemy here. I'll ask you all plain and simple: where's the vampire?" Halberd said, his voice patient yet slightly threatening. Whatever was happening up there could mean that Mimo or Terren could be in danger, and Halberd wouldn't just sit here twiddling thumbs whilst they fought a pissed off vamp. Eleena was already injured, but he could help her out with that later. He needed to know where to move: fast.
 
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