Ravyn: The alleyway looks just as it did the other night. It's a deep one, one of those kind with one entrance and exit, a large brick wall on the other end. A good dozen homeless people are currently inside it, resting about.

Murphy Macguire: (So, since Cherry's living with them, Murphy will fill her in on the slight change of plan: they got a Blessed soccer net to trap Onsetsu, and Murph's going to jump off the roof and throw it on Onsetu and fill her full of blessed bullets.

Connor Maguire: (Alright so we have a blessed net and 2 clips of blessed ammo - I think Murph has one and Rocco has the other?)

Murphy Macguire: He'd also apprise Jarod of the same thing. As soon as they knock down Onsetsu's host, the plan is for everybody to attempt to consume her (that way if someone fails maybe the next one will suceed)

Cherry Matthews: She waits about midway down the alley. Crowtching down leaning against a wall. No cane, she gave that to Rocco to hold for her, it's easier this way. she waits for the signal.

Murphy Macguire: (No, Murph has them both, one in each gun. Are you kidding? He'd never let Roc have a gun with blessed bullets he's shooting toward Connor's direction. *g*))

Connor Maguire: So he's waiting out side of the ally, watching from the car I believe, and he's going ito rush in and block off her escape and then attack her.

Jarod Freeman: 1,10,6,1,9,8,

Cherry Matthews: ((Okay....))

Murphy Macguire: Murph's on the roof, keeping a lookout on the street below.

Jarod Freeman: 9,2,4,4,10,7,

Jarod Freeman: He's sitting in the alleyway, looking very much the homeless, angry black kid. He looks about 19, with his hair in dreadlocks and an angry at the world demanor. He's smoking a hand-rolled cigarette as he squats in the alley.

Murphy Macguire: ((I do have a rules question tho...does taking apocalyptic form give others an awareness roll? If so, is it only while you are taking that form, or for as long as you are in it?))

Ravyn: ((Yes, it does, because when in your Apoc Form, you pretty much are a beacon of Faith. Anyone coming within vicinity can get a roll to sense it.))

Ravyn: ((As long as you are in it, I mean.))

Murphy Macguire: ((because it if it's only the act of taking it that would alert her, Murph would take it while he's on the roof, before she shows up.))

Murphy Macguire: ((ah ok, so he stays human until it's time, then.))

Connor Maguire: *noddles. Here too.*

Murphy Macguire: (rolling per+alert for Murph's lookout duties))

Murphy Macguire: 4,5,3,8,5,6,

Ravyn: ((Per+Alerness, Brothers dear))

Connor Maguire: 1,3,10,2,

Ravyn: Connor, sitting in his car, doesn't notice the approach, but Murphy does. She's hobbling her way down the street, muttering to herself. She reeks of the degradation of the street, and looks like it, too. As for her age, you couldn’t begin to esitamte it other then “old.” Her face is heavily lined from an exceptionally hard life, framed by stringy grey hair, and her dull green eyes seem nearly devoid of life, but for a burning resentment for life and everything involved with it. Dressed in little more then a few layers of rags and her feet bare and covered with dirt and old cuts and scrapes, she shuffles along, muttering to herself in Russian. Those who look closer may detect a seething anger burning underneath the outer shell of near-catatonia.

Murphy Macguire: Murph presses the speed dial on his phone to give the signal to Roc.

Connor Maguire: He keeps smoking in the car, watching the alley, absently drumbing his fingers on the dashboard to a tune only he can hear.

Ravyn: Rocco, next to Cherry, whispers to her and gives Jarod a meaningful look.

Murphy Macguire: (Can I roll per+alert to see if Connor sees her?))

Cherry Matthews: She pretends to be sleeping as she sits there, waiting. Keeping her ears tuned into everything going on around.

Ravyn: The old woman wanders her way into the alley, looking around at the people inside with a slightly unfocused gaze. ~Rus~ "Food, food...useless, but for food..." She starts to dodder her way forward, toward one of the homeless...a young boy, maybe 12.

Ravyn: ((Yeah, Murph.))

Cherry Matthews: A slight nod of her head ever so slightly atRocco's wisper.

Ravyn -> Cherry Matthews: "She's a-comin'."

Murphy Macguire: 7,3,9,8,7,1,

Jarod Freeman: He looks back to Rocco, meeting his gaze, then starts to get to his feet, stumbling a little as he does, as if drunk.

Ravyn -> Murphy Macguire: ((Connor has noticed nothing.))

Cherry Matthews: She stands up streatching and with a hand out to the wall she turns to walk to the middle of the alley. Both of her hands out in front of her making herself more obvious to her blindness.

Jarod Freeman: 5,6,4,3,4,

Jarod Freeman: ((All praise Ability Aptitude: Performance)) He does a more-then-passable job of looking drunk, too.

Murphy Macguire: He throws a pebble at the window of the car to get Connor's attention and hooks a thumb toward Onsetsu making "C'mon you idiot!" face.

Ravyn -> Murphy Macguire: ((How far away is the car?))

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((I'd imagine it's on the side of the street that the alley is, about 2 or 3 carlengths from the mouth of the alley))

Ravyn: 8,3,3,1,9,5,

Cherry Matthews: "Fuck me where did the wall go?" trying to gain the attention to herself.

Ravyn: The smack of pebble on glass seems to be registered to the old woman, but only vaguely, and she passes it off, continuing toward the boy.

: I'm alive just dealing with a massive mess here

Jarod Freeman: He staggers his way forward, knocking the targeted kid back as he loses his footing and grabs the kid for support. It manages to put him inbetween Onsetsu and the kid. "Watch where yer' goin', kid..." he grunts.

Murphy Macguire: (Should we pause until SG's ready?)

Ravyn: ((Yeah, prolly a good idea. We'll wait for ya. *S*))

Cherry Matthews: ((Yep that works))

Connor Macguire: He pulls his head up and looks around. Hm what. He glances out the window. (I get another per roll or can I see her now)

Connor Macguire: (back mostly just bear with me a sec there was cheerios and milk all over the rug)

Ravyn: ((Go for it. *S*))

Connor Macguire: 9,6,7,8,

Connor Macguire: (woot much better)

Ravyn: Ohhh. THERE she is. Connor catches her form just disappearing into the alleyway.

Murphy Macguire: Murph gives him one of those "C'mon!" looks and ducks back behind the lip of the roof, scrambling quietly over to the side of the building over looking the alley, where all his stuff is set up.

Ravyn: 4,4,2,8,8,9,

Ravyn: She sneers as the child is pushed away, and looks to Jarod. A twisted smirk comes on her face, and she speaks. ~Rus~ "You'll do." And, suddenly, her form starts to ripple and change.

Ravyn: ((Murphy, gimme a Per+Alertness))

Connor Macguire: Ah. Yeah. SHow time. He stubs out his cigarette. glances up at the roof and starts walking over to the alley.

Ravyn: 1,7,9,8,9,

Murphy Macguire: 9,9,6,2,5,2,

Murphy Macguire: 2,2,5,2,6,8,

Murphy Macguire: (and the escond was awareness. *G*))

Cherry Matthews: She comes to a stop and turns towards the back of the alley this was it was easier to scare people.

Ravyn: It's about eight feet tall, panther-like, covered in mangy fur, emaciated and with rows of sharp fangs and claws. A prehensile tail hangs down, and rabid foam drops from her large, fang-filled maw. Glowing yellow, cat-like eyes stare at Jarod.

Cherry Matthews: 1,8,8,9,7,7,4,

Ravyn: Murphy senses a hint of movement behind him.

Jarod Freeman: He looks up at Onsetsu, suddenly smirking and straightening up, looking at the thing without fear. "I brought friends."

Cherry Matthews: When she feels that it's her turn ((High torment form. ))

Cherry Matthews: ((Spending faith))

Cherry Matthews: And Cherry drops way to reveal Like the human myths of the ferrymen, her appearance is one that seems to move the air about her cowling her features in perpetual darkness and night. What she let's be seen of her skeletal hands are alabaster. Her eyeless stare seems to look through even the boldest of hearts straight to their soul. The black robes that seem to drape her form are like a portal into the land of the dead exuding an air of loss and despair. Her feet do not seem touch the floor, appearing as if she was merely floating there, hovering for just an instant. As she moves it is as if without any effort as the sound that should make her approach never comes. Although her voice when she speaks to you is one that carries with it the bleakness of the world.

Murphy Macguire: He goes apocalyptic, using his Lore to determine where to jump to intercept her.

Cherry Matthews -> Ravyn: ((High torment ability dread gaze.))

Ravyn: The homeless people need no encouragement to start running in fear, what with two high-torment forms coming out. Run they do, toward the back of the alley, except for the one boy, who is trapped between Sotiterael and Onsetsu and is shaking in terror.

Murphy Macguire: 7,2,4,9,6,5,

Murphy Macguire: ((should we roll init?))

Ravyn: ((Init time, folks))

Ravyn: 3,

Ravyn: 10,

Jarod Freeman: 5,

Jarod Freeman: ((11))

Connor Macguire: 4,

Murphy Macguire: 4,

Cherry Matthews: 2,

Connor Macguire: (9)

Ravyn: ((Onsetsu 12, Other 16))

Murphy Macguire: (10)

Cherry Matthews: ((8))

Ravyn: ((StreamLined Combat...ah, y'all know. Order of declaration is: Cherry, Connor, Murphy, Jarod, Onsetsu, Other))

Cherry Matthews: ((Were we going for a run? 8,9,10, 11, 12))

Connor Macguire: (Lols)

Cherry Matthews: She is turning towards Onsetsu and pulling a Scythe out.

Ravyn: ((For clarification: Apocalyptic Form must always be rolled, and is an action, though the change does happen instantaneously.))

Ravyn: ((As in, must be rolled Faith or Faith Point Spent.))

Murphy Macguire: ((so are we counting this round to include us taking the apoc form or not?)

Ravyn: ((Anyone who declared it before initiative had taken form before combat.))

Connor Macguire: Connor's taking apoc. form. taking three torment to manifest teeth/claws, scales and incresed size as well.

Connor Macguire: 10,5,6,

Connor Macguire: (does it take up an action action? In the book it says success is instantanious)

Murphy Macguire: (since I didn't roll, we'll say I spent Faith, then)) He is using his Extra Actions from his Apocalyptic form, so he has 4 actions total this round. His first is to use his Lore (with Enhanced Intuition) to anticipate where Onsetsu will be so he can get the net there. (Already rolled for that, points upward)

Cherry Matthews: ((*Points back up to Ravyn's statement* That would be an action even though the change is instantanious.*S))

Murphy Macguire: repost of roll: Murphy Macguire: 7,2,4,9,6,5,

Murphy Macguire: He has no wings, and his entire body is a indigo blue, covered with fine, glowing patterns that integrate his tattoos into an intricate endlessly looping Celestial pattern that takes the Celtic knotwork type of thing to a divine level.

Connor Macguire: (gotcha I was looking stuff up at the time - connor's holding back from actually attacking to let Murph throw the next any how)

Jarod Freeman: He goes to take his Apocalyptic Form, morphing into his Tormented Apocalyptic Form. It is that of an incredibly, very darkly beautiful being, as nuch then anything that's probably ever graced this world. His hair is black, luciours, and wavy, going down to his shoulders. His facial features perfectly formed, as if it was a mold upon which man was idealized. His eyes are the greenish-blue of the sea, with murky, fathomless whirlppols to them, threatening to draw people in and drown them inside.

Jarod Freeman: 4,3,9,5,

Jarod Freeman: ((I should roll before I post. Duh. :P))

Ravyn: She snarls, recognizing the voice, and moves to attack the young black Jarod in front of her. ((Dex+Brawl))

Ravyn: 10,2,7,6,4,10,

Ravyn: 6,1,1,1,4,3,6,5,7,

Jarod Freeman: ((*Breathes a sigh of relief*))

Ravyn: From behind Murphy comes the sound of a flare gun, firing at him. ((Dex+Firearms))

Ravyn: 8,4,6,5,1,

Connor Macguire: Conor swells inot a rather massive scale covered humonoid form, sweeping angel wings pushing out of his back, demonic fangs from his mouth and deadly claws from his fingers and yet as horrific as he appears there is something intensely compelling about him, stirring the desire to follow in those who cast eyes on him.

Ravyn: 8,10,10,8,

Ravyn: ((Recap time.))

Cherry Matthews: (*GASPS*))

Ravyn: RECAP, FIRST ACTIONS: Murphy feels a flare slam into his back, burning bright and hot ((4 Agg, OUCH)). Onsestu claws across Jarod, but luckily, just gets his claws got in the extra folds of clothes. Jarod takes his apocalyptic form, as does Connor, as Murphy's Lore goes off. Cherry pulls her Scythe and turns to Onsetsy

Ravyn: ((My bad,m 4 Lethal. Roll Soak))

Murphy Macguire: 2,7,5,

Ravyn: ((SO 3 Lethal. Murphy, you're the only guy with Extra Actions, so you're up.))

Murphy Macguire: He throws the net where Onsetsu's going to be (Action #2). He draws both guns and shoots whoever shot at him with a 3 round burst from both silenced weapons (Action #3) Then shoots Onsetsu with both weapons (action #4)

Ravyn: ((Dex+Athletics, then Dex+Firearms's))

Murphy Macguire: (spending 1 WP for the throw)

Murphy Macguire: 2,6,6,5,3,

Murphy Macguire: (and Onsetsu is also a 3 round burst both weapons)

Murphy Macguire: 4,3,6,4,6,9,4,

Murphy Macguire: 3,5,4,7,10,2,7,

Murphy Macguire: 9,

Murphy Macguire: 5,6,6,6,1,5,

Ravyn: ((Roll Damage))

Murphy Macguire: 7,2,5,2,3,3,6,6,4,

Ravyn: 9,2,9,4,8,9,9,6,

Ravyn: 3,4,1,5,4,10,6,5,

Murphy Macguire: (that was 4 base+2 for 3 round burst, +sux @ diff 7)

Ravyn: ((Sorry, ignore those rolls. Forgot, mystery man was first.))

Murphy Macguire: ((plus they take 2 Lethal for each bullet for every round it's in them))

Murphy Macguire: (if they're demons. *G*)

Ravyn: ((Yep.))

Ravyn: ((IF their torment is higher then 3.))

Murphy Macguire: (*nods*)

Ravyn: The man behind Murphy gets blasted.

Murphy Macguire: 2,2,3,8,9,1,8,

Murphy Macguire: 9,4,2,1,6,4,3,

Murphy Macguire: 2,5,9,7,2,6,9,

Ravyn: 9,5,1,3,7,2,3,6,

Murphy Macguire: (second hand missed)

Ravyn: Onstsu snarls as the bullets go into her.

Ravyn: ((New Round. Same initiatives. Cherry, Connor, Murphy, Jarod, Onsetsu, Man))

Cherry Matthews: She raises the scythe and tirews to hit onsetsue with it.

Cherry Matthews: 3,4,8,7,

Connor Maguire : He attacks Onsetu from behind, ripping into her with his claws.

Connor Maguire : 4,3,7,8,5,3,5,9,

Connor Maguire : 6,8,8,5,10,6,7,10,6,

Connor Maguire : (and that last one was damage. All aggevated)

Murphy Macguire: If the guy is still up, and still pointing that fookin' gun at him, he goes into all out, total defense dodging mode.

Cherry Matthews: 9,6,10,9,

Ravyn: 5,6,9,3,

Ravyn: ((He is still up. Shoot away.))

Murphy Macguire: ((not shooting, dodging. *G* with Enhanced Dodge))

Murphy Macguire: 3,2,7,4,3,

Murphy Macguire: (gah. sucky)

Ravyn: 6,2,1,1,4,6,7,5,

Ravyn: Onsetsu, before she has a chance to do anything, takes 7 lethal from the various items on her, and goes down.

Ravyn: ((The other man, for the record, looks like this: The man making his way in this direction is nothing if not confidant and the kind of man that throws caution to the wind. Well-built and muscular, dressed in a white tank-top and beige cargo pants, he’s not the most attractive man on the planet, but far from the ugliest. His hair is a dark brown, with blonde streaks. A pair of Oakleys adorn his face, and he’s got a perpetual five-o-clock shadow...the look of a man who’s just having too much damn fun to be bothered to shave. There’s something almost dangerous in his walk, like that of a lion. He’s king of his jungle, and if you don’t either stay out of his way or get on his good side, look out.))

Murphy Macguire: "A li'l help here!" he shouts, dodging (or trying to dodge) the guy's next shot

Ravyn: Murphy recognizes him as Xander Titus from the man's ID's. Yes, the dead one who has halved and burned to a crisp.

Murphy Macguire: "It's fookin' Titus!"

Ravyn: And, seeming to know that he's doomed, he fires his other Flaregun at Murphy.

Ravyn: ((Wp Spent))

Ravyn: 8,2,9,

Ravyn: 9,2,4,8,

Ravyn: ((Roll Soak))

Murphy Macguire: 6,6,5,

Ravyn: RECAP: Xander Titus shoots Murphy, but the flare burns harmlessly off the side. Onsetsu goes down between everyone's attacks: Connor's claws, Sotiterael's scythe, and Melioth's (unmentioned, whoops) Claws.

Connor Maguire : (is she down for the count down?)

Ravyn: ((Let's see, 7 lethal damage from the Blessed Items, 6 agg from claws, and the rest...the host is shredded, yes. *G*))

Ravyn: Onsetsu's apocalyptic form coalesces over the destroyed Host form, hazy & indistinct.

Ravyn: ((new Round. Same as before: Cherry, Connor, Murph, Jarod, Xander))

Connor Maguire : Alright then this round Connor leans forwards and starts sucking up Omsetsu's essence.

Connor Maguire : (or Onsetsu even)

Murphy Macguire: (Does Xander have any other weapons?)

Cherry Matthews: And as stated before that everyone try to make sure Onsetsue doesn't get away... Sotiterael will try and consume Onsetsu.

Connor Maguire : (haha it's the battle to consume the baddy - we know her true name so we get our faith pool + her faith pool if I'm correct vs either her faith or torment which ever is higher?)

Ravyn: ((Everyone trying to consume, roll Faith, Onsetsu resists with Faith or Torment, whichever is higher...yes, Torment is higher))

Ravyn: ((No, you know her CELESTIAL Name. Different from True Name.))

Connor Maguire : (ah gotcha okay)

Connor Maguire : 7,4,4,

: ((Ya really had me impressed for a sec. there *G*))

Ravyn: ((No, Murphy.))

Cherry Matthews: 9,6,7,5,

Ravyn: 2,5,5,8,3,6,6,5,

Ravyn: 4,2,4,9,8,8,10,2,

Jarod Freeman: Jarod is trying, too.

Murphy Macguire: He shoots 3 round bursts with both weapons while backing off the roof away from Titus.

Jarod Freeman: 8,6,4,5,

Ravyn: 10,3,10,9,6,2,6,6,

Murphy Macguire: 5,3,3,5,3,9,8,

Murphy Macguire: 7,4,3,2,1,6,4,

Murphy Macguire: hits with one of the guns.

Murphy Macguire: 8,4,6,4,6,9,9,

Cherry Matthews: (*Kicks something*)

Ravyn: Xander knows he's done, so he just takes the bullets...almost with glee.

Ravyn: And he goes down in a heap.

Murphy Macguire: he moves to the body when it goes down, shouting "Nevermind! I got it!" and reaches into his pocket for the silver dimes he keeps there.

Ravyn: RECAP: Murphy caps Xander, causing his Apocalyptic Form to coalesce. Jarod attempt to Consume Onsetsu, but fails, faltering as all of his Faith is sucked into Onsetsu. Connor & Cherry try and fail to, but the Devourer can suck no more Faith.

Ravyn: ((New Round. Order is Cherry, Connor, Murphy, Jarod, Onsestu's form. Abaldioth is still forming this round.))

Ravyn: ((If you're continuing the Consuming attempts, go ahead.))

Cherry Matthews: she is trying once again to consume Onsetsu.

Connor Maguire : Still trying to consume. (can't spend wp can we? if so I would like to)

Connor Maguire : 6,2,9,

Cherry Matthews: 6,5,9,2,

Murphy Macguire: He moves in to place the dimes on the hosts eyes, breathing in Titus' essence, intoning his prayer. "And shepherds we shall be, for Thee, oh Lord, for Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, so that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy Command. . And we shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be..."

Ravyn: ((Yes, you can...doesn't say ya can't.))

Ravyn: 6,6,5,9,4,10,4,9,

Cherry Matthews: ((Same here spending WP))

Ravyn: 8,5,4,8,7,2,6,6,

Jarod Freeman: ((And so is Jarod. *S*))

Jarod Freeman: 10,6,2,9,

Murphy Macguire: He's grasping his rosary at the same time. (Spending WP if possible))

-> Ravyn: ((I thought you couldnt spen willpower in any faith related roll?))

Jarod Freeman: 6,9,3,7,6,3,8,8,

Ravyn: ((Lurker, please get a tag or ICQ me.))

Murphy Macguire: ((wait, can Murph recognize this guy as Abaldioth? Cause I don't think he'd be silly enough to try and consume somebody that powerful if he knew who he was.))

Ravyn -> Murphy Macguire: ((You know that Abaldioth is NOT the Earthbound...it's the Earthbound's follower, right?))

Murphy Macguire -> Ravyn: ((ah, no, that wasn't explained clearly. so sure, he'll try it. *G*))

Murphy Macguire: 4,2,9,4,

Ravyn: 2,6,3,8,6,8,

Ravyn: 1,6,6,2,1,

Ravyn: 1,4,4,5,2,8,

Ravyn: RECAP: Much consumption is attempted, but fails. However, Abaldioth & Onsetsu both feel the pull of the Abyss drag them down, and they go shrieking back to it.

Cherry Matthews: Sotiterael lets the scyth go back into nothingness, feeling saddened that the consumption didn't work but grins as they go screaming away, hoping that the abyssal walls will hold them there for a while.

Murphy Macguire: "In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti." He crosses himself, kisses the rosary, and puts it away, rising from one knee.

Jarod Freeman: He sighs in relief, as he watches them go back to Hell. And slumps to the ground.

Connor Maguire : He hisses and shrinks down to his human form with slow reluctance. His hands dip into his pockets and he pulls out two silver coins.

Murphy Macguire: He walks away from the body, jumping off the roof to join the others in the alley way.

Jarod Freeman: His Host Form reforms, in it's natural state, as opposed to the homeless disguise. He's still dressed in the rags, though.

Murphy Macguire: (Fundament 1, spending WP)

Murphy Macguire: 9,8,10,5,

Cherry Matthews: She sighs so much for sight. As she slips back into her host form.

Connor Maguire : His wings flap irritibly and he glances over at Murphy as he joins them. "She got away."

Jarod Freeman: ((Cherry & Jarod can roll Int+Legacy on Connor now, having seen his Apocalyptic Form, btw.))

Murphy Macguire: He shifts back to his host form before jumping and lands on his feet beside Connor, and takes his rosary out, kneeling beside the body.

Jarod Freeman: 6,8,5,5,5,

Cherry Matthews: 9,7,1,3,8,

Connor Maguire : (oh fook :) )

Jarod Freeman: Any recognition he has toward Connor isn't vocalized. He pulls himself to his feet, wincing at his old wounds, still healing.

Connor Maguire : (oh no wing flapping there cause he was human again doh)

Murphy Macguire: He looks to Connor, to see if he's ready. Whe he is, he joins him in prayer: "And shepherds we shall be, for Thee, oh Lord, for Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand, so that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy Command. And we shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."

Cherry Matthews: (*S* it's okay.....just like I asked how could she see his form doh while she was in her Apoc form *L*))

Jarod Freeman -> Cherry Matthews: Shahrevar, Protector of the poor and helpless. A Devil in the Iron Legion.

Connor Maguire: He leans over to put the coins in the womans eyes and pulls out his own rosery to kneel beside his brother. In near perfect unison he crosses himself and begins the prayer, ""And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

Cherry Matthews: Still has that same blank expression on her face as she blinks in rememberance of something. She waits for the boys to be done.

Murphy Macguire: He's got a pretty bad burn in his back where the flare hit. It's dripping blood, and he tosses a bottle to Rocco to spritz where it drops with ammonia.

Jarod Freeman: He watches the brothers' ritual calmly, stepping away and lighting a cigarette. He watches them more with curiosity then anything else, accepting with with neither approval nor disapproval.

Murphy Macguire: "Fooker shot me in th'back," he grouses.

Connor Maguire: He kisses the cross and rises, glancing briefly over Murph's back before looking around, "What a fook'n coward. We'll get 'em for that."

Jarod Freeman: "I'm only sorry I didn't get to take that particular fucker down myself." He nods to Murphy. "Thanks. You just avenged my Thrall."

Cherry Matthews: "Cheep shot, we should go before the natives get restless." she says although not moving.

Rocco: *he finishes herding his homelss and hoofs it back over, running a hand through his hair, wild eyed* What the fuck? you fucking guys! i mean.. FUck! What the Fuck was that?

Murphy Macguire: "Well, there's definitely a connection between our girl here and Mr. Linky," he toes the body and tilts his head toward the car. "Soombody get me a towel, ta bind this oop with."

Murphy Macguire: He nods to Jarod, then looks to Roc. "Everyone alright? None o' the folks there traumitized?"

Jarod Freeman: He reaches into his layers of clothes, coming out with a couple rolls of gauze. Yes, someone came prepared for post-fight patch-up. He hands it over to Murphy.

Cherry Matthews: She tilts her head to Murphy ignoring Rocco's comments on what was that, not her place to explain things. Although wonder what he thinks of her now.

Jarod Freeman: They're all highly traumatized, but it doesn't look like any of them will remember this, from the uncomprehending looks on their dazed faces.

Connor Maguire: "I think there's somethin' in the car." He drops the cross back under his shirt and grins over at Rocco. "You saw that ey? Fook'n cow went down like nothing!"

Murphy Macguire: He snorts at Jarod and shakes his head. "It's me fookin' back, I can't bloody well deal with 't."

Murphy Macguire: ((JOOC, did the net ever hit where it was aimed?))

Jarod Freeman: ((Yes. Thus why Onsetsu had to soak 8 lethal that second round, besides all the rest of the stuff. 1 net, 3 bullets. *S*))

Cherry Matthews: "Oh give it here and turn around." she holds out one hand for the gauze. pursing her lips.

Rocco: *he snorts and waves a hand towards the homeless* Don't worry about these dirty mooks, they're just happy for some excitement..*looks to them again* that was maybe a bit of over load..

Murphy Macguire: "Hey, Roc, get th'net willya? 'twas a great idea yeh had."

Jarod Freeman: He frowns a little and puts the gauze away. "Sorry...trying to help." He shrugs it off.

Jarod Freeman: Correction: He presses the gauze into Cherry's hand, and then turns around as requested.

Cherry Matthews: She takes the gauze. "Thanks Jarod." and puts her hand out to make sure Murphy's back is to her.

Murphy Macguire: He half laughs and shakes his head his head at Jarod. "Don't put it away, just give 't ta Cherry." He eases his ruined peacoat off, revealing a charred hole in his t-shirt and raw, weeping wound charred around the edges.

Rocco: *he moves and grabs the net, huffing it over his shoulder* we need to get the fuck outta here man. *he looks to murph, nearly dropping the net* shit man, you're shot!

Jarod Freeman: ((Gaah. Misread something DRASTICALLY. Jarod shows no pissiness.))

Murphy Macguire: He backs into Cherry gently, hissing a bit in pain as she feels around the wound. "Hey, if this was Connor this'd be one a those 'Blind healin' the Blonde' things eh, Roc?"

Cherry Matthews: She sighs and does her best to patch Murphy up.

Cherry Matthews: 5,2,6,3,3,

Murphy Macguire: He nods. "Put th'net in the trunk, Roc. They can't tooch 't." He tilts his head toward the others.

Cherry Matthews: Okay so she isn't the gentlist or the best in the world but she knows something of what she is doing.

Connor Maguire: He rolls his eyes and punches Murh lightly in the shoulder. "I think the fooker hit yeh on the head Murphy that was horrible."

Murphy Macguire: He does his best to look stoic.

Jarod Freeman: He goes to talk to the homeless people. Money is passed out, with directions for them to all get cheap hotel rooms for the night. He sends them off on their way.

Rocco: *he snorts* no shit. *he hauls the net to the trunk, and looks at everyone* well what are we waiting for? You fuckers wanting to see red and blue? get in the damn car before we're explaining this shit to a bunch of greasy donutdowners.

Murphy Macguire: He laughs at Connor, but there's pain in his eyes. He stays still until Cherry tells him he can move.

Cherry Matthews: "There you go tough guy." another shake of her head. "We were luck thatwas the only hurtin that was gotten. We should go now tho."

Murphy Macguire: He tilts his head to Connor. "Spray my blood down willya?"

Murphy Macguire: He nods to Cherry and leads her to the car, helping her in before he gently eases himself into the backseat. "Two fer one sale at 7-11 tonight." He grins, but doesn't rest his back against the seat.

Connor Maguire: He pulls out his cigarettes, lighting one before he grabs the amonia bottle and starts spraying down any stray drops of blood he can find.

Rocco: *Rocco does some pointing of blood.. likelythat connors already got.. and gets into the car, starting it up with a bunch of noise*

Jarod Freeman: Once the homeless are gone, he moves to the car, sliding in the shotgun spot, assuming the brothers will want the back. He chain-lights another smoke, and sighs deeply, feeling much better.

Cherry Matthews: "Let's hope the others did their jobs." she says getting comfortable in the car. "Roc whaddya do with my shoes?"

Connor Maguire: Once he's done he heads back to the car, climbing into the back.

Rocco: what? *he blinks back atthe blink woman, eyes hooding a little* what the hell are you talking about?

Rocco: ((shoes!??! *laughs*))

Cherry Matthews: "I thought I left my shoes in the car...."she shrugsa. "Oh well doesn't matter to me."

Murphy Macguire: "Hey," he taps Jarod on the shoulder. "Hand me one a those." He points to his cig.

Rocco: Shoes.. *he starts digging around* Shoes.. shoes.. Hey what'd they look like? *like he's going to have other shoes in the car??!*

Cherry Matthews: ((Sorry I cannot spell tonight.....well I cannot spell EVER *L* ))

Jarod Freeman: He pulls a cigarette and hands it back to Murphy. "Job well done, guys. Thanks for the help."

Murphy Macguire: He takes the cig and inhales the smoke gratefully, nodding to Jarod. "Thanks, man."

Murphy Macguire: "I see we'll have ta find oot some true names."

Cherry Matthews: "You really expect me to answer that one." she syas straight face.

Murphy Macguire: "I'm thinkin' Titus wasn't really actin' like his heart was in 't. So he might be enslaved or soomthin'."

Jarod Freeman: "It was Titus? As in, the actual man?" He looks at Murphy, frowning a little.

Jarod Freeman: "The actual Host, I mean."

Murphy Macguire: "Light, Roc." he points out the street light ahead, that Roc's about to run because he's looking for shoes.

Rocco: aaaaah shit bitch what do they FEEL like? *his hands groping under the seat for shoes, voice muffled*

Connor Maguire: He nods as he unrolls the window, his left hand and cigarette, poking out of it, "Aye we do brother."

Rocco: *screech. thats a halt.*

Murphy Macguire: "Yeh. Same as on his driver's license. D'yeh want ta go back and look?"

Cherry Matthews: She leans forward and feels around with her hands. she things she has one of em, nope it's murphys. "That one isn't mine...."

Murphy Macguire: He winces, bracing himself against Jarod's chair as Roc slams on the brakes.

Rocco: *his head comes up, hair a little wild* fuck.. shoes later. *shakes his head* we'll find em later. ..where the hell we going anyway?

Connor Maguire: "Ah Smeck got back to me bout that license."

Jarod Freeman: He frowns. "No, I believe you. Problem being, we killed him. And burned his body. Xander Titus shouldn't have been walking around. He was cut literally in two."

Murphy Macguire: He closes his eyes, lips moving silently in prayer as he clutches the rosary under his shirt.

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((Pattern 1, trying to find out when and where Abaldi will reenter a host))

Cherry Matthews: As she ends up on the floor of the backseat. "Okay later works." She manouvers herself around so thather legs are now up on the seat and her back is to the front seats.

Murphy Macguire: 4,4,8,6,6,7,

Murphy Macguire: He can't resist as as soon as he finishes praying he tickles one of Cherry's bare feet.

Jarod Freeman -> Murphy Macguire: ((Murphy sees Abaldioth being summoned back into a comatose, naked Xander Titus's body this Monday, at the house in Staten Island, during a summoning Ritual.))

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((Does he hear Abaldi's True Name during the summoning?))

Connor Maguire: He looks over at Jarod with a frown, "I neve' heard a some one surving like that." He smirks a bit over at Murphy.

Rocco: *rocco just drives. feeling occasionally for a shoe*

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((and did they cut all the blessed bullets out of him?))

Jarod Freeman -> Murphy Macguire: ((No, his Celestial name is called, by a loud, booming, hideous voice coming from the head summoner, who seems to be literally falling to pieces as he does so.))

Jarod Freeman -> Murphy Macguire: ((The naked body is whole and undamaged.))

Cherry Matthews: Murphy and connor can see that there are scars on her feet. She laughs though when her feet are tickles and she squirms. "Hey now no fair you have yer's on." she taps Murphy's shoe.

Jarod Freeman: "Neither have I, Connor." He exhales a drag of smoke, frowning deeply.

Murphy Macguire: He laughs and then winces. Forgot it was gonna hurt. "Yeh, alright, Cher." He takes a long drag on his smoke. (And yeah I forgot when he was praying ya'll could do the awareness thing.)

Jarod Freeman: ((Oh, yeah. My bad, too. :P))

Murphy Macguire: "They're gonna summon Titus back into a whole body. Unwounded. This Monday. Durin' a ritual."

Jarod Freeman: 9,2,7,2,1,

Cherry Matthews: 5,5,6,7,7,2,2,

Connor Maguire: He nods a bit, "So 'ny one know how we kin find his bloody true name 'fore then?"

Jarod Freeman: "Shit." He shakes his head. "I'd like to know how the fuck they're pulling THIS off..."

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((is it the same house in Staten Island as the Earthbound and the others are going to congregate in?))

Rocco: yellow pages? *he snorts and stops at a light, leaning back with a groan as he stretches his back. a huff*

Jarod Freeman: ((And just to remind everyone...technically, this takes place tomorrow night. Just that Thursday was a bad day in general.))

Murphy Macguire: He pats Roc on the shoulder. "Yeh did good, Roc. I'm proud o' yeh."

Jarod Freeman -> Murphy Macguire: ((It's the same house in SI that Abaldioth and the others were going to congregate in, yes. Not the Earthbound. More Abaldi/EB confusion, I think. *S*))

Connor Maguire: (*nods*)

Cherry Matthews: "Huh?" she pulls her foot up to feel..."oh yeah" a shrug as she puts her foot back up oon the seat. "One way to hide the fact that you cut yerself to feel...." she holds out both of her arms. "I already told ya about em." old scars along her arrms cut marks. And her wrists look like they at one point had been slashed. "

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: ((yeah. ok. *nods*))

Rocco: *nods, shrugging off the praise* Fucking hobo's woulda payed attention to paint drying. no fucking deal.

Murphy Macguire: "No. Really," he tells Roc. "Saved a lot o' lives today. And yer net idea was a good one."

Connor Maguire: "Aye yeah did Rocco. I got a beer back 'ome wit your name on it. Yeh deserve it."

Murphy Macguire: He pats Cher's foot, looking sad.

Rocco: What about you guys with your big fucking slash bam boom anihalation. hell. I could put you fucks in a cage and sell tickets! Thats quality fucking entertainment right there. *he continues on a driving, having given up on the shoes*

Murphy Macguire: He grasp his rosary through his shirt again, lips moving in prayer. (awareness again)

Murphy Macguire: 6,7,8,8,2,6,

Connor Maguire: 9,3,9,8,

Jarod Freeman: He nods to all around. "Everyone did a great job. Including you, Rocco." He claps the man's shoulder, grinning a little. "If you guys could drop me off in Midtown Manhattan, I'd appreciate it. If that's out of your way, just take me to a subway station. I've got to get home, check on someone."

Murphy Macguire -> Jarod Freeman: (he's looking to see if Onsetsu re-enters a host's body)

Jarod Freeman: 7,7,4,9,3,

Cherry Matthews: 'Yeah Roc....somethin extra specail for all yer hard work." she grins. she feels the pat to her foot and curls her toes a bit. "So okay we gots ta stop em from getting Titus back again."

Connor Maguire: He glances over to Murph and lifts a scarred brow a bit in a silent 'everything okay?'.

Jarod Freeman -> Murphy Macguire: ((Not as far out as he can see.))

Murphy Macguire: He keeps praying.

Murphy Macguire: 9,3,5,3,1,2,

Cherry Matthews: 2,7,8,7,8,9,6,

Jarod Freeman: 8,4,6,2,3,

Murphy Macguire: (And that was to see if any retaliations came their way but obviously it failed. *G*) He sighs, leaning on his side against the door and window. "Liongirl's not coomin' back in th' next four days."

Rocco: *Rocco swings round to head towards midtown manhatten, silent from all the praise*

Connor Maguire: "Good. She won' be a problem when we go ta take out the other then."

Murphy Macguire: He pats Jarod's shoulder. "If yeh don't mind we'll drop yeh af at a soobway station. I need ta get home 'n rest."

Jarod Freeman: He grins at that. "Good. Means Kerioth has to find himself another fuckin' Minister of Lions. And he's all out of Raveners, far as I know."

Jarod Freeman: "Subway's perfect, thanks."

Rocco: *he swings in to park, and grins to jarod* right. get the fuck out.

Rocco: *he's joking obviously, car idling like a damn train*

Murphy Macguire: ((And if you guys want to keep playing, just drop Murph off home, cause he's pretty whacked.))

Connor Maguire: He looks up at Jarod and nods a bit, "Thanks fer all the help Jarod. As fer the lions I"m sure they'll find some one soon eh?"

Cherry Matthews: "Les just hope the sneak bitch can't worm herf way in there.Oh yeah Jarod.....need ta make an appearance before the tyrant....see about helpiong ya guys out a bit." she grins.

Rocco: (rocco'd be stayin with murph likely. he's hurt after all. and rocco needs a beer. all the hobo's had beers.. *grumbles*))

Jarod Freeman: He nods to Cherry. "I'll arrange a meeting for you." A grin goes to Connor. "No problem...you guys take it easy. Call or invoke if you need anything." And with a light, friendly smack on the arm to Rocco, he gets out of the car, heading for the subway entrance.

Connor Maguire: (Yeah I think Connor'll stay with Murph... he needs beer too.)

Cherry Matthews: ((Cherry wopuld wander off after this, no shoes who cares, but she would grab her cane. *S*))

Murphy Macguire: "Might be good t'have soomone keep an eye on Miss Black Widow en see if she tries ta take Liongirl's place."

Murphy Macguire: ((alright, we just gonna fade this scene then?))

Murphy Macguire: ((or if you guys want to go back to the apartment, and BS Murph'll pass out on his bed after another smoke or two.*G*))

Rocco: ((i thiiink so. Roc'd find cherry's shoes eventually. with half goodnatured grumbling about bitches and their shoes. why would a blind woman take her clothes off .. bla bla bla))

Jarod Freeman: ((Sounds like. THanks for the scene, guys...gotta make more bad guys now! *G*))

Connor Maguire: He waves to Jarod and takes another dag off his cigarette. "Which one's the black widow 'gain?"

Connor Maguire: (*nods*)

Murphy Macguire: "Cynthia Connors. The Flesh-eatin' Fiend."

Cherry Matthews: ((*S* thanks for the scene guys....*hugs all around* I am making my exit here ))

Connor Maguire: "Aye. Yeah... We'll certinly have ta keep an eye on 'er."

Connor Maguire: (Bed for moi aussi. Nini all!)

Murphy Macguire: ((okies. Thanks all great job. *waves and heads out*))