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On the surface,
an Elysium of unsurpassed splendor. Beneath, something sinister lurks...
Vash *Vash watches the procedings with interest. He slowly moves his balance from one leg to another, just for something to do while he works the situation over in his mind* *With a carefree shrug of his shoulders he strolls over to the bar and takes his usual seat. He glances over next to him where Voracia sometimes sits hoping she'll be there* *When she doesn't magically appear he shrugs again and turns back towards the bar. He's about to take a drink from his glass when he notices something in it* What have we here? *Vash moves his fingers in the sparkling water and manages to fish the object out. He stares at it before realizing what the small chess shaped piece resembling him is* Wow, a gift from Miss Voracia! (People listening in might want to slap their foreheads) *Vash dries the piece off with a napkin and sets it on the bartop. He lowers his head until his chin rests on the bar and stares at the piece. The piece seems to stare back, matching Vash's puzzled look* Hmmm... this is nice, but I would of loved a minature of her. *Vash snaps his fingers and sits up, scooping the figurine into his hand* I know! The "first rate weird s***" that Mr. Krouser was talking about turned a figurine of her into a figurine of me! That has to be the only possible answer, or else it would mean that this isn't a gift... and that's just ridiculous to think that. *Vash stands up and begins to wander down the hallway trying to find someone to change the figure back* Nikodemus
"Ummm...Slayer, there are no, and I repeat, no pain sensors within your skull, beyond that of normal skin and muscle. With that in mind, there are no such critters as headaches....But, you're right....you'd think we'd be immune." Stercus After this Altiriel looks over something that is dropped. With the use of hieghtened sences Jacks looks in closer. Its a figure of Elijah. The start to talk about it, but it turns back into spooky magic talk and Jack loses interest. 'This is getting wierd' Jack mumbles. After this Vash could be seen talking to a bucket on the bar. Looking closer he got a little figure of himself also. What the hell is going on around here...? Looking around again at everone, Jack says a bit to loud "I friggin Hate chess. I used to beat up the nerds that played it back in school." Jack unstraps his pistol holster, and leaves it with the pistol on the table hes at. It wont do him much good in here anyhow. Best to reley on the gifts i have myself... Altiriel Twice-Born *finds a door and begins walking toward it, out of the main hall* Elijah Robert Marks "I'd like to know what I've forgotten. It looks like the only way to do that is to find it again. Although, based on what everyone's told me, I didn't handle that discovery very well the first time." ooc/ although maybe that's not a good idea, since I probably won't be posting again until late tomorrow evening... though I might. Anyway, I'll be interested to see where everyone takes this. /ooc ------------------ Altiriel Twice-Born Altiriel walked through the maze of tunnels, making sure that Elijah follows close behind. They had already almost been separated several times, and that would be disastrous. In this maze, Altiriel did not want to take any chances. He had already seen Elijah's room--at least, he thought that he had. It looked exactly the same as the room that his Sight had picked up from Elijah's chesspiece, but when he looked again down that corridor, it was only a blank wall. Twice since then, he thought that he had seen it...but nothing ever came of it besides a empty wall or another endless passage. The maze spread out in all directions like a vine--or a cancer. Altiriel had already lost all sense of direction, merely wandering wherever his whims took him. "Is that it?" Elijah asked. Altiriel turned to look. He followed Elijah's finger and saw a room looming just ahead. He could see shadowed shapes looming just inside the entrance, but noticed that they did not seem to be moving. "No..." Altiriel answered, "but it would be worth checking out." He walked into the room and looked around, drawing on the gifts that Aoibheann had taught him. In the red glow of his eyes, the shapes lost their shadows and became clear. Zadkiel? Altiriel thought. There he was--as lifelike a carving as Altiriel had ever seen. Even the sword was there, and the flames along its blade were carved so realistically that Elijah flinched away for a moment, before realizing what it was he faced. "It's...him," Altiriel whispered. For a moment--a moment only--his serenity cracked as a single blood-tear rolled down his cheek. He turned around and found himself face to face with a statue of Aoibheann O'Connor, the Gangrel who taught him how to survive in the wild. He looked around the rest of the room now. They were all here--Aoibheann, Zadkiel, Gustav, Renee, Ardanol, Don Fernando...all the characters from his unlife, done in stone and arranged in the order he had met them. "What is this place?" Elijah asked. "My history," Altiriel answered. "I'm not sure I like this Hall so much anymore. It looks innocent, and it is open to all, but many of the most colorful animals are the most poisonous." Altiriel stares at the statue of Zadkiel. "'Welcome to my parlor,' said the spider to the fly..." Larson *Walks over to Vash sitting at the bar and puts a finger in Vash's face* Watch what you say or you'll be next. *With one powerful downward swing of his arm Larson polverizes "Mr Bucket". Looking a the remnants of "Mr Bucket" he picks out a small figure that is obviously meant to be him* Saw that one comming, I hate it when weird s--t starts happening. *Larson follows the hunter into the dark tunnel with his eyes glowing. Keeping a close eye on the hunter in front of him. Larson is obviously not used to being taken by supprise.* ------------------ Krouser "two hundred dollars, down the pot." *pulls it on anyway, and heads over to Vash.* "Hey, Vash, I'm going back in. You up to it?" Stercus ...getting the just of the story... "Ah," Jack says grinning "Finnaly some action around this friggin place." With that Jack pulls his knife. Its silvered and is written with latin. The handle is a crucifix. The weapon looks deadly in Jacks hands, and he seems at ease with it. "This is my pig sticker, most of the *******s just get shot, but when I come across someone I just dont like, I get to use this." Jacks grin seems to get even bigger. /ooc Krouser *pulls Katana, and a 9mm. Offers the gun to Vash* "whoever goes in with me, goes in armed." OldanVisuce *mocking Krouser's deep native voice* "No one goes in unarmed." But, I have no need of weapons, just make sure you stay in front of me. *grins and winks* Besides, Krouser, I trust in your abilities should violence occur again. *Begins to traipse off in the same direction that he saw Elijah, Altiriel, and Larson head. Turns around* Well, are you coming or not? Krouser "Use it, don't use it, I don't care. Truth told, I just want to be sure you guys can down me without ashing me, in case whatever is in there p***es me off again." looks back to the rest of the hall. "If you hear screams, don't wait up." ------------------ Krouser Daimon to Locke, Tzimice Bishop Vash I'm in... I don't like what's going on one bit. *Vash waves Krouser's gun away* No thanks, I can handle myself... Elijah Robert Marks Elijah was confused. None of this felt right -- Altiriel led him through an intricate maze of corridors and intersections that, for some reason, Elijah was certain shouldn't be there. When Altiriel pointed out to him the room that he saw in the glimpses of Elijah's past, all he felt was a strange heaviness on his brain. Then they were faced with Alitiriel's past, apparently -- and though the Salubri hid it very well under a mask of serenity, Elijah sensed he was shaken by it. Elijah looked back behind they way they'd come, wondering why the maze of hallways itched at his brain... "A hallway!" The revelation hit him in an instant. "Eh?" Altiriel was jarred from his musings and looked at Elijah quizzically. "What are you talking about?" "I remembered something. We've been travelling through a maze. Before, I was walking down a single hallway, with big oak doors on each side. A very, very long hallway." Alitiriel considered this. "Do you remember anything else?" Elijah shook his head. The flash of memory hadn't stirred any others to the surface. "Just the hall," he said apologetically. ------------------ OldanVisuce How does this work? *manages to chamber a round, while the barrel is pointed directly at his head* Hey, I think I figured it out! *Proceeds to play with various components of the weapon and manages to make it go off, at a point somewhere above and to the right of Krouser's head. Grins, obviously embarrassed* Um, I have never used gun before. I am scared of what it do. *hands the gun back to Krouser* You don't have to worry about Oldan. *Opens the side of his jacket that didn't contain the bogus watches, therein lie a series of immaculately made throwing knives* Usually use for juggling, but they can do trick, if need be. I don't like fighting, most of time, Oldan find a way out. If you go crazy, I throw Vash at you and run fast. *winks at Vash* Now, lets try to find friend Elijah, and Altiriel. You should lead way, Krouser, you would know what we look for. *as Krouser leads the trio, Oldan manages to get himself interested in a door with a carving of a Chaos Wheel, a series of eight arrows radiating from a central hub, with the shortened cross of the Ravnos Clan connecting to the upward pointing arrow.* Hmmm, strange symbol, I wonder if maybe the Hostess could be a.... *opens the door quickly, with the hopes of a child about to open that Christmas present that HAS to be what they've been begging for all year long. And like the child who doesn't get what they want, Oldan finds himself stunned into inactivity upon entering into the room. Swiftly, the door shuts behind* /OOC/ As I am honestly too lazy to look up translations at this point, the following conversation is in the American swill that we try to call English. Huh, a lazy American. Who would of thought? *In Romanian* My Son, why have you done this to me? Why did you MURDER me? Did I not give all there was to give? *another voice enters into the Accusations* Unfit! A disgrace to the Clan, a giorgio at heart! *The accusations continue, starting to blend with one another, and more voices join, a female voice speaking in English* You let it happen, Dear Oldan. You could have prevented it, but you chose to let it happen. *still speaking in anguished Romanian* Noo, Please, I did what I could. Father, Papa, Olga, Please forgive me. I did not... *The sounds of Oldan's haunting continue....* Krouser "I thought I made it clear, bad things happen when you go into one of these rooms alone." *grabs door handle, and yanks. anyone remotely nearby hears a dull rip. he pops his arm back into the socket, and throws his full weight against the door. something vaugely reminicent of a clang sounds in responce.* *the following can be heard all the way in the central antechamber.* "What the F***!!??!!" Stormcaller Maybe if I hang back a little I will be able to see it when the Hall starts to play it's tricks. David follows the trio for several minutes until he sees hallway that catches his attention. A feeling inside tells him to follow this hall rather than the trio ahead. Now I wonder why this place looks so familiar. I just wish I could remember more of my past maybe that would help me figure this strange place out. David walks along the hallway looking at the various doors as he passes until he comes to a door that bears a marking that resembles one that would be found on the crest of the family of a crusader. For some reason this symbol is oddly familiar to him. He finds himself opening the door and going in. Why do these places always have to be so dark and what the heck is all of this unfinished stone doing in a place like the Hall. I know this stuff wasn't there on the outside. At least there is a fire over in that fireplace. As David walks toward around the room looking at the various suits of armor and other devices of war he suddenly hears a voice behind him. (In French) Upon hearing the voice David swiftly turns around and sees a very large man wearing ancient armor standing at the door that he came in What, who are you? Do I know you? What did you just say, I can't speak what ever language that was. The man, hearing this starts to smile and advances on David (In French) The man, now in front of David, raises his hand and touches David on the forehead Remember. Upon first contact David feels a searing pain in his head as a steady stream of images burns through his mind. He begins to remember his human life as a young crusader. He remembers his life before the crusades when he was the apprentice of the local scribe. He also remembers his final nights on the field when he was separated from his unit,which was commanded by the man that spoke to him in the Hall, by a strange man that had an overpowering presence. Finally, David remembers being led into the woods by the stranger where he was embraced and taught the basics of being a vampire, including how to feed from mortals by feeding from his commander. Noooo, the dreams were true. upon saying this David passes into unconsciousness ------------------ Krouser "well, fine, Oldan can take care of himself. Vash, so help me, if you go into one of these rooms while I'm not looking...." *stops, realizing that continuing could be taken as a threat, and runs back down the hall, stoping when he finds the door that the second set of screams came from. raises the hilt of his sword, and drops it heavily, breaking the knob off. carefully manipulates lock, and opens door* "another idiot.* *pulls uncontious kindred out of room, and slaps him lightly until he perks up.* OldanVisuce *In Romanian* *a deep bass voice* Why, why Oldan do you run from us? Why do you not accept your evil. *baritone* You could have saved us, Oldan. *English from a feminine voice* You could have saved yourself from this pain, if you would have accepted. *Oldan, In Romanian* I did what I did, I cannot change the past. The path to humanity, ahhh, it is lost. *all of the voices, in a myriad of tones and languages* Lost to you, forever. *baritone, Romanian* If you were there, if you were not so obsessed with being what you are not, maybe I would not have been destroyed. Maybe you could have been the Saviour that was needed. *Woman's Voice, in English* Ahh, my love, your humanity brought me to the grave. If you would have raised your hand in my defense.... *Oldan's reply choked with emotion* If you would have followed the path with me, Olga you would not have been put into that position. *feminine voice replies* So now your cowardice is my fault? *deep bass voice, in Romanian* And what is your pathetic excuse for me, *a disgusted tone in his voice* Son? *Oldan replies in Romanian* I..father. I tried to not harm the family, I was young, I did not wish to bring harm to anyone. The Sin was not my own, it was the Beast's. That is why I try the path of humanity, to prevent harm to others...As I did to you. *the baritone, in Romanian* Whelp, I was destroyed, along with your kin.. you bring shame to the Ravnos. *Oldan replies in Romanian, sounding more sure of himself* Had I been there, along with the few survivors, the Clan would have ceased to exist. You should find pride in the fact that we still do. The name Ravnos may one day become strong again. *The sound of a body meeting a concrete floor penetrates the door, moments before it opens. The gypsy is lying on the floor, disheveled, half his face covered from the blood that gushed from his eyes. He is unconscious, with what appears to be a chess piece, carved into his form, laying loosely in his hand. Surrounding him are three marble statues. One of an old, worn looking gypsy, with his throat ripped out. One of a lady, dressed lavishly in Victorian-era gowns, with a stake placed squarely in the middle of her breast. And the last is the statue of a proud, awe-inspiring, somehow regal looking gypsy. A Ravnos Clan symbol appears branded upon his forehead, his flesh exquisitely carved to appear to be burning. A window, allowing the moonbeams to penetrate the darkness is nearby. Outside is the rugged landscape full of beauty that would be what a gypsy would call "home"* /OOC/ Is there anything better than a good old-fashioned Harrowing? Vash V" with a line through the middle. Vash stares at the door and then turns to catch up with the group but realizes they aren't around* Somebody... is playing tricks, me thinks... *Vash slowly opens the door and sticks his head inside. A hand grabs him by the collar and yanks him into the room, the door slamming shut with a faint click* *Vash flies through the air but manages to twist his body and land in a semi-crouched position. He glances around and realizes that he is in the center of a spotlight and the rest of the room is pitch-black* Ummm... hello? *A soft voice whispers in his ear* Vashhhhhh... *Vash's eyes widen as he spins around, trying to find the source of the voice* Uhhh... who is that? Come now Vash... don't say you don't recognize meeeeeeee...? *Vash's scratches his head* Uhhh... Caine? No Vashhhhhhhh... *Vash rests his hands on his hips and frowns* You aren't giving me a lot to go on here. Remember the days past... days not long agoooooo... *Vash rubs his chin as he thinks* Err... Mom? Too far back. *Vash smiles* Yeah, I was kidding there. *Vash shivers when a delicate hand brushes against his neck* Ohhh... May! *Vash realizes what he said* May?! *Vash spins around and stares into the smiling face of a short girl with golden blonde hair. She wears a simple dress and has her hands clasped behind her back* Oh jeez... everybody else imagines somebody that tries to kill them, yet I imagine you. That's not fair. *May tips her head and grins* Maybe it's because you looooove me? *Vash pats May on the head* Haha. No. My real enemy must be around here somewhere... *Vash turns away and begins to walk forwards, his spotlight following him and one staying on May. She frowns, her head sagging* So... you're just going to leave me? *Vash nods as he tries to feel around* That's the plan. Just like always. *A tear rolls down May's cheek as her fists clench* But something is different... *Vash presses his hands up against a wall looking for a light switch* Oh yeah? What is that? *A tearing sound can be heard and then a deep growl. Suddenly a large, furry fist smashes into the wall next to Vash's head. Vash turns around and stares right into the eyes of May's other form. Her teeth glint as her mouth forms a menacing snarl. She finally speaks in a much deeper threatening voice* I'm not the real May... *Vash's eyes widen as the lights suddenly go out. From outside the door, loud growls can be heard along with the scuffling of a kindred trying to find his way out* *Suddenly Vash opens the door and rushes out, slamming it shut behind him. He uses his body to brace it shut and breath's a sigh of releaf out of reflex* Girls... sheesh... *A large fist flies through the door above his head. The clawed hand reaches down and tries to take his head off but Vash rolls away to safety. He presses up against the opposite side of the hallway and slowly inches his way down the hall all while a bright red eye watches his from the hole in the door* *"Ohh, why couldn't it have been my mortal enemy in there?" Vash whines as he dashes down the hallway. As soon as he's gone the door slowly fades away until just a wall is there* Stormcaller (In French) No, I didn't mean it. I didn't know. (In English) What, oh it's you Krouser. Thank you for getting me out of that room. I don't want to think what may have happened if I had awakened in there. Notices that Oldan and Vash are missing Where are Oldan and Vash? Have they gone back to the main room or did you let them wonder off on their own? Krouser explains what has happened to Oldan and that he doesn't know where Vash is. They start back back down the hallway. As they walk away from the room a whisper can be heard from inside (Female voice in German) We are not done with you yet young one. Only David seems to hear the words and he also feels a chill breeze blow past. I think we should hurry up and find out if we can get Oldan out of that room and if we can find Vash before he enters one himself. The two walks down the hallway ------------------ Vash Krouser "Bet you wish you'd taken the Nine. I told you not to go in one of these things alone." *hunts around some, and finds Oldan. enters the room using the same forceful technique as previously described, picks the Rom up, and carrys him back to the antechamber, where he wakes up to an ice cold splash of water, and Krouser's frowning visage.* "I thought you said you could handle yourself, sleeping beauty." OldanVisuce Oldan think that there may be possibility that the Hall, or the Hostess tried to make me Malcrazian. Or it could be trying to make Oldan stronger. Did you find Elijah? Is still missing? We must go! And if anyone open the door I was in again, I take their pants! *Oldan seems to be smiling much less, and a shadow seems to fallen across his general demeanor.* Darkana1 Dakran walks to the trapdoor and climbs down with a large bag that sounds like it has a lot of satues in it ------------------
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