This is a private rp for Retsu and myself, and because we're just so damned creative--or eccentric, whichever you like--and decided to cross over Trinity Blood and Yu Yu Hakusho.

Feel free to read, but please don't comment. :)

Silver's Characters

I'll do these more in depth later, since we're both kinda on time constraints here. :3

For now, all I'll say is I'm prolly playing all the main TB charries, and also I'm playing Kurama (which by extension obviously includes Youko)

Retsu's Characters

Alright, I'm definitely playing Hiei Jaganshi, as well as two of my OCs, Retsu and her small pet dragon, Amethyst. I'll do a profile for them later, if Silver wants. Lol I will also probably be playing Yusuke Urameshi, and any TB character Silver wants, as long as she describes them well enough for me! XD

Amethyst:

Small enough to fit in your cupped hands, very fierce and protective of Retsu, and, by extension, Hiei. Can spit fire and has very sharp claws and fangs.

Name:Retsu
Species:Ice demon
Age:???(same as Hiei)
Gender:Female
Height:5 ft(about 2 inches taller than Hiei's 4 ft, 10 in)
Eyes:Purple
Hair:Pale lavender; mid-back-length; silver bangs
Powers:Speed, Sword of Tainted Ice, Twin Dragons of the Bloodstained Ice, and various other ice techniques, offense and defense

Retsu is a powerful ice demon who was born with a jagan eye. Unlike Hiei, she rarely hides her jagan, preferring instead to simply keep it closed. Like Hiei though, she has been hated and shunned by the people of her birth, the Volcano Village of fire demons. Somehow, by some freak chance, she was born an ice demon, and the village turned her out, abandoning her in the wilderness when she was very young. She was found and raised by the same bandits who raised Hiei, and was also trained as a deadly fighter. Because they were raised together, Hiei and Retsu have known each other for a long time.

Her most devastating attack, the Twin Dragons of Bloodstained Ice, summons two dragons, made of ice stained a dull red as if by blood, from the netherworld, much like Hiei’s Dragon of the Darkness Flame. As a result of the contract she has with the Dragons, her forearms are marked with red dragons, which are kept hidden under her bandages.

Retsu’s favorite weapon is her Sword of Tainted Ice. Ice tinted faintly red as if with old blood gathers around her hand, then extends out past her fingers to create a razor-sharp blade. Although she is most deadly with a weapon in her hands, she is also very well-trained as a martial artist, in addition to being able to create and manipulate ice, even without liquid to freeze. With this power, she is capable of a wide range of techniques, both offensive and defensive.

She hardly ever speaks, although when she does, she typically makes some sarcastic or biting remark. Her personality and temper are in direct opposition to her nature. Although she is usually quite cold and distant, she does have a hot temper. On the rare occasions when Retsu wants to conceal her jagan eye, she simply ties a black bandanna around her forehead, covering the third eye.

General Appearance:

Tensions were high in Carthage. Cardinal Caterina Sforza, Duchess of Milan and the head of both Ministry of Holy Affairs and the Special Secret Service Annex, the Arcanum Cella ex Dono Dei, or AX as it was more commonly known, was currently on a tour to lower these tensions worldwide. With the threat of Vampires rising evermore with the traitors to the Tzara Methuselate, or New Human Empire, escalating in number, it was only common sense that a high-ranking Vatican member do something to try and calm things down.

However, as it was a Cardinal under service to the Pope, no expenses had been spared. Her best AX members had accompanied her, including Gunslinger, Iron Maiden, Crusnik, and Sister Esther Blanchett, who was accompanying as Crusnik's assistant. An in-training nun was hardly in her place here in the frying pan, but she needed the training, no question.

Unfortunately, there was quite a fuss in the place where Cardinal Sforza was staying. There had been a fire started in one of the nearby chapels, at which Esther Blanchett and Gunslinger were currently engaging an Efreet.

Seeing the fire, Father Abel Nightroad, also known as AX Agent Crusnik, was running full-clip towards the chapel in order to get to the bottom of the matter. That had been where their new prisoner, Professor Pietro Borromini had been held.

Held? Hah, we'd be lucky if he's still alive. Is this the Orden's work?

A scowl marred his features as he ran...and then everything went white.

"Agh!!"

The obscenely tall priest staggered back. It was a good thing he had, otherwise the body would have landed on his head and probably knocked him out cold.

Instead, he ended up involuntarily catching the person, which drove him to his knees. Silverish locks much like his own hovered before his winter blue eyes, and in that same instant, the silver darkened to deep blood-red.

The person he'd caught wasn't conscious at the moment. Probably the fall, or something more...

"Oh lord...people falling from the sky now?" he groused.

A moment later, a large, orange-haired figure fell, landing on his rear end with a loud yelp. A black-haired teen fell, flailing about like an idiot, and landed squarely on top of the large one.

"Dangit, Urameshi! Get off me!" the large one bellowed, which triggered a struggle. As the two wrestled, a short black-haired male and a purple-haired female of approximately the same height landed, relatively gracefully, nearby. "Heh. Bakas..." the female snorted, as the male looked over at Abel. "Who are you?"

What the hell just happened...? he thought.

"I think I should be asking you that," Abel said, blinking as he eyes the motley crew. "Who are you...and who is this?"

"This person has a name. I thank you for breaking my fall, but put me down."

Abel yelped, pulling his hands away rapidly, which led to the red-haired teen falling on his bottom. He didn't appreciate it either, and it showed in his vibrant jade eyes.

"That is not quite what I meant."

The silver-haired priest just stood there, completely unsure of how to deal with things here...until he realized there was more going on at that burning chapel.

"Ahh...can you all just stay here?" he queried. "I promise I'll be right back!"

And with that, he raced off.

The red haired fellow picked himself up off the ground, dusting his red pants off and straightening his jacket. He raised an eyebrow at the running priest.

"Hmm."

He seemed able to tune out the idiotic fighting, and was currently attempting to assess their situation. The first question that came to mind? Where were they?

Retsu rolled her eyes as the man ran off, then gestured subtly towards the two idiots. Blood-red ice sprang up and seperated them, holding them securely. "Are you two done, yet?" she inquired coldly. Kuwabara gulped and nodded. Yusuke grumbled, but nodded. Retsu dropped them unceremoniously on their rears.

"Kurama, you okay?" she asked, while Hiei looked around. This wasn't making any sense...

"Fine. I was only out for a moment," Kurama responded cooly. Just that moment had been enough for him to regress from his Youko form. That was troublesome, but not altogether a bad thing. It seemed Shuuichi would do well enough. (I have no idea how to spell his name. That was a guess)

"More to the point, this area is unfamiliar to me, and even if it were, the circumstances of our arrival don't make sense. Were we not fighting a demon just moments ago?"

Of course it was a more or less rhetorical question, but he asked it anyway, to pretty much hammer the point home that they weren't home.

((Crap. I just lost my post... >.<)) ((That's one way to spell it. It can also be spelled "Shuichi". Just like Yusuke can also be spelled "Yuusuke". Good guess!))

"Hn."

Three guess who that was.

Now that they weren't fighting, Yusuke and Kuwabara finally started looking around. Yusuke scowled.

"Ah, great... If we dunno how the heck we even got here, how're we s'posed to get home??" he complained. Kuwabara paled. "I can't be away for very long!!! Eikitchi'll miss me! Not to mention my lovely Yukina!" His eyes became hearts at the mention of the koorime. Of course, he didn't notice the slight twitch Hiei's right eyebrow had developed...

((Eikitchi is Kuwabara's beloved cat. Remember, he has a major weakness for cats and kittens. Lol))

Retsu snorted. "The cat will be fine, baka..." Kuwabara bristled. "What was that, Shrimpette?" he barked. Retsu just shook her head.

A moment later, a small purple creature appeared at her shoulder. Perching there for a moment, it then flopped forward, swirly-eyed. Retsu yelped a little and caught the small dragon. "Well, however we got here, wherever 'here' is, Amethyst sure didn't like it..." she commented, and Hiei looked over at her. He then walked over to join her, looking down at the little purple dragon in the ice demon's brown hands.

"Hn. What kind of transport could make a flying creature that dizzy?" he wondered, his crimson eyes thoughtful.

(Eugh...post losing. We all hate it...and I thought it was spelled Eiikichi. But I could be wrong, lol. Sure, remember the cat's name, forget Shuuichi.)

"The method is irrelevant for now. I think our best bet would be to follow that fellow who just ran off. It seems a fire has started in that building further up. If we were to offer our assistance, he could incur a debt to us. In this place, that would certainly work to our advantage."

This actually served several purposes. In addition to being the appropriate course of action given the situation, it also prevented fighting from breaking out, cut down on asinine insults, and took a bit of pressure off of Hiei at the mention of Kuwabara all but swooning over his sister. He felt quite assured that the fire demon didn't like the thought.

((Eh, the good thing about having to re-type that post, though, is that the second time, I remembered to have Kuwabara mention Yukina... >.> <.< I actually forgot that, the first time around... Lol And, again, it can be spelled either "Eikitchi" or "Eiikichi". Lol))

And he would be correct. Hiei shot a glance at Kurama. Only those who knew the fire koorime quite well could discern the gratitude in it. Therefore, only Retsu and Kurama.

Kuwabara struck what he apparently thought of as a heroic pose. "Perfect! A chance to be a hero!" he all but yelled. Yusuke sweatdropped. "We already are heroes, dumbass..." he snickered. Kuwabara fumbled for an answer. "Yeah, well... Not here, we're not!" he came up with.

Retsu shook her head slightly, shifting Amethyst so she was resting in the crook of one arm, leaving the ice demon's other arm free. "Good idea, Kurama." She paused, her purple eyes going slightly out of focus for a moment, then frowned slightly. "Mm... Well, you and Hiei probably already knew this, Kurama, but this is definitely not Makai... No matter where you are in Makai, there's always at least a little bloodshed happening nearby... Here, though... Not so much..." she muttered, and Hiei nodded slightly in agreement. He sniffed the slight breeze. "Hn. Still smells similar. Must be plenty of bloodshed in general here..." he murmured, then looked at Kurama.

"Well, fox, since you're acting like more of a leader than the Detective over there," he jerked a thumb over his shoulder towards Yusuke. "Lead on."

Yusuke almost pouted. "Hey!" he yelled, and Hiei ignored him.

Kurama smiled softly, apparently not as annoyed with Yusuke and Kuwabara's antics as either he was showing, or as much as Hiei and Retsu seemed. He turned to the female ice demon, nodding.

"Yes, it is quite obvious that this is not Makai. In fact, it seems to be a very...different Ningenkai from what we are used to. Judging from the architecture, I would venture to guess that we've been pulled into an area of Europe--"

Several loud shots punctuated the more or less silent night, not counting the steady conflagration of the chapel. He frowned. There was no time to linger any longer. He wasn't fond of the leader position at the moment, but given his general comprehension of the situation, he felt that he was best-suited to it.

"Everyone, if you know English, please do use it. If this is Europe, that may work best. If you don't understand what's being said, don't talk."

That man...he understood Japanese, yes...but we cannot assume that the rest do.

Without another word, the kitsune youkai turned tail and began to sprint towards the burning chapel. True enough, this situation most likely did not call for Youko's power...but he was still regretful that he did not currently have access to it, without being angered or in great danger.

My power is enough. I need not draw his, he convinced himself as the building neared.

Hiei and Retsu nodded, while Kuwabara and Yusuke looked uncomfortable, but all four followed the redhead. Hiei and Retsu easily caught up with him, with the human and half-demon trailing behind.

Kuwabara glanced at Yusuke. "So... How good are you at English?" he muttered, and Yusuke grimaced. "Okay... Keiko's always bugging me to study harder, but I guess I've never really seen the point to learning English. I mean, we live in Japan, for cryin' out loud! Never thought I'd need it!" he responded, starting to complain near the end. Kuwabara grinned.

"Heh. For once, Urameshi, I actually do have you beat! I'm pretty good with English! 'Course, Kurama's probably even better, considerin' he's such a study freak..." he commented, puffing his chest out in pride. Despite their "discussion", however, the two kept up with the other three relatively well.

For them, at least...

Once Kurama made his way into the chapel, several things became quite obvious. First off, this chapel had been remade into an area of incarceration, and that in the room where all the noise was coming from, well...it had been the source of the fire.

Also, it was confirmed that the sound he'd heard before was gunfire. Barring his way currently stood the same silver-haired fellow, now holding a percussion revolver.

"I'll shoot you if you move," he said coolly. "I'm not in a very pleasant mood, so I suggest you back away, Mr. Ifrit."

Ifrit?

Kurama's eyes widened as he saw the creature before him. In its palm it held a ball of fire, and a dark grin split it's face, revealing fangs.

Is this a fire demon...? No. It's something else...

Abel's winter-blue eyes shifted slightly, but only very.

"I thought I told you to wait out there," he said coldly, and Kurama could not help but feel reminded of...well, himself.

"I am under no servitude to you, and thus have no need to follow your orders. We have come here to offer you assistance if you require it."

"Not necessary. Stay where you are...until I can ascertain your allegiances."

Retsu and Hiei came to a halt on either side of their red-haired friend, and Kuwabara and Yusuke skidded to a stop behind them, panting slightly. Hiei's crimson eyes widened fractionally, then narrowed, as he examined the creature before them. Retsu sneered a little, blood-red ice beginning to gather around her free hand, just in case. "Actually, you never told us to stay put. You asked us to. It was up to us whether we moved or not..." she commented. Black flames were starting to dance around Hiei's right hand, but only the fingertips. He was ready.

"I dunno what the heck's goin' on, or what the hell that thing is, but I know a fight when I see one!!" Yusuke yelled with a wild grin.

"Then I'm telling you now. Keep out of it!" Abel snapped. The cloaked figure snorted, the fireball in his hand enlarging and shooting out towards the assortment of Vatican workers and mysterious people. It split apart into an assortment of smaller balls and moved towards everyone.

"Father Nightroad!" a red-haired young woman in a nun's habit called from next to her fallen comrade. "The Vampire!!"

"Tch. Damn!"

Abel sidestepped away from the flames, deciding to leave the apparently capable strangers to their own devices. Kurama wasn't in the room, so it was easier for him to dodge out of the way.

It provided a decent distraction for the Ifrit to make his escape.

Hiei simply caught a couple fireballs heading for him, the flames not even scorching him, thanks to his own fire abilities. He then dispersed them as Retsu yelped quietly. "Shit. I hate fire..." she muttered under her breath, easily dodging one fireball while Hiei quickly caught the other and dispersed it.

Yusuke dodged a fireball, and Kuwabara ducked under another. It hit his hair, though, and lit it up. He ran around, yelling like an idiot, until Retsu shook her head and lobbed a small chunk of clear ice onto his head. She pulled her youki out of it, so that the flames would melt it. The flames did so, and were put out, leaving Kuwabara with soaking wet hair. "Gee, thanks, Shrimpette..." he muttered when he finally stopped running around like a headless chicken. "But next time, couldja watch the hair??"

Retsu snorted, watching the other people that were there.

The red-headed girl escaped harm, though at the silver-haired priest's expense. He had defended her with his own body, thus causing his back to be scorched by fireballs.

"Esther...are you alright?" he questioned softly.

"I...I'm fine, Father...b-but Professor Borromini...he's--"

"It's alright. But Father Tres..."

Abel moved to his fallen comrade's side, moving swiftly despite his injuries. Oe gloved hand moved to "Tres's" cheek, his thumb pressing against the charred skin under the man's eye.

"Your eyes were struck...ouch!"

Tres's powerful hand rose up, grabbing ABel's tightly. He sat up mechanically.

"Father Nightroad. You must find the Vampire. It is unlikely that the target has come simply to finish off an ex-computer engineer. More than likely, his target is milady Cardinal Sforza."

Abel scowled lightly. That was most likely it...they had to get back to the main building double quick. But the problem was...he still had 4 loaded pistols do deal with.

"Tres, Esther, go deal with the Ifrit. I have work here."

"Positive," Tres acknowledged, rising swiftly as if he hadn't been lain out on the ground. He took hold of the nun named Esther quite unceremoniously, then headed out of the building via the hole that the Vampire had created in the wall to escape.

Abel, in the meantime, turned back to the others. His revolver still had a couple of shots left, and if worst came to worst...he could use his unholy powers.

Kurama's eyes narrowed as the priest turned to them.

"Now, then. Would you be willing ot explain yourself? Who are you, and why are you here?" Abel questioned flatly.

"Hn."

Hiei, obviously. Retsu just retracted all her ice and shifted Amethyst's slight weight to her other arm, watching Abel.

"Father"? What kind of priest fights things like that? she wondered, while Kuwabara and Yusuke, for once, were silent.

Evidently, they were all leaving it up to Kurama to answer the man's questions...

Kurama sighed. Why was he always relegated the duty of explanation? Even as he asked himself, the answer came to him: He was the most intelligent of the group, or at least perceived as such.

"Allow me," he began. As if I have any choice in the matter. Sometimes his comrades did try him so. "My name is Kurama. My friends and I are currently not here of our own will. Rather, we were busy fighting some demons in our home, or in some cases, general area of inhabitance..."

That was meant to refer to Hiei and Retsu, who did not really live in the same areas as Yusuke, Kuwabara, and Kurama, but spent some time there.

"...when we were pulled into some manner of vortex and emptied here."

Abel's eyes narrowed.

"What's this about demons now?" he questioned, though his tone was not as hard as his gaze. Kurama had to wonder at his tolerance, for he knew the man had sustained injuries from those fireballs.

"Demons. That is what we are. Mm...perhaps it would help if I knew where we are. I assumed Europe, but is that correct?"

Abel paused, relaxing slightly but not lowering his revolver.

"This is Carthage," he answered. "On the nation of Tunisia."

"I see..."

Tunisia? That's on Africa, and a great deal of distance from Japan. What have we gotten into?

"Father, we are from Japan. I'm sure you realized that from the initial language which I spoke to you, but you don't seem to be of the same nationality. Not surprising, given how far astray we have gone. I am not quite sure how it is that we will return from where we came, but perhaps you could provide us with a plane...?"

Abel stiffened. Planes? What was this of planes...? Of course knew what they were, but airplanes were a lost technology he had not seen in...well, quite a long time.

"Sir, if you would...tell me what year it is," Abel questioned. Kurama appeared confused.

"The year?"

((Let's just say that the year for the YYH gang is about 2008 or so... Just for simplicity's sake, shall we? Lol))

Kuwabara chose this moment to butt in. "The year is 2008," he said in relatively good English. "My name is Kazuma, by the way." ((Do you have any idea how ridiculously difficult it was to remember how to spell Kuwabara's first name? *sweatdrop* Considering everyone calls him by his last name, aside from his sister Shizuru... Lol))

Seeing as how introductions were apparently being made, Yusuke added, "I'm Yusuke." He figured that that short of a sentence wouldn't be too difficult, even in English.

"Retsu. And this little creature is Amethyst."

"Hn." Hiei shoved his hands into his pockets, looking bored. Retsu rolled her purple eyes. "And this oh-so-talkative one here is Hiei..." she continued with a "-.-" look.

Suddenly, something occurred to her. "Oh, damn..." she whispered, then Amethyst slowly crawled up to her shoulder. Once the little dragon was out of her arms, the ice demon reached into her pocket and pulled out a long black strip of cloth. She tied it swiftly around her forehead, underneath her silver bangs, and allowed the tails to hang down her back.

~Almost forgot to hide my jagan...~ she murmured to Hiei with a slight sweatdrop. ~That could have been... awkward...~

~Hn. Luckily he didn't seem to notice it...~ Hiei responded.

((It should be obvious, but I'll go ahead and point it out anyway. That little mini-conversation between the two shorties was all telepathic. That's how I'll be showing telepathic speech from now on, alright? Lol))

"I'd say nice to meet you all, but there's a problem with your appearance here. And I'm afraid I'm going to have to put you all under arrest. Please do comply, I don't want to have to use force," Abel said plainly. He had not neglected to see the strange slit on Retsu's forehead, and he could have sworn he'd peeked an actual eye in there...but he decided he'd let her think he hadn't seen it, even with her obvious movements.

Kurama didn't like the idea of being arrested, but neither did he like the idea of being possibly shot at, or creating enemies in this area.

"Pray tell, why did you need to know the year?" he questioned a little scathingly. Abel turned towards him, considering his question.

"Because it is in the three-thousands. You're about one thousand years behind in the time. Hence, I am not sure I can trust you, nor am I sure that, should I be able to trust you, I would still be unable to explain how you came to be here."

"That is fair enough. I personally hold no objection to being arrested. I have committed no crime."

He snorted inwardly. Not this time, I haven't.

Retsu stiffened, ever so slightly, before relaxing once more. "Fine..." she muttered, and Hiei simply narrowed his eyes, snorting quietly. Not this time, fox... he thought, not knowing that the redhead was thinking the same basic thing.

~Figures...~ the ice demon commented. ~When I have commited a crime, I get away with it. When I haven't even done anything wrong, I get arrested...~

Hiei sent her the mental equivalent of rolling his eyes, then waited. Kuwabara's jaw dropped. "A-arrest? What th' heck did we do?" he cried, and Yusuke didn't respond.

A few moments later, though, the black-haired teen responded in almost the exact same way as Kuwabara, having taken a while longer to translate Abel's words into Japanese in his mind.

"No way!!" he yelled, but didn't act on it.

Abel grinned nervously.

"Ahahah...it's only an inquisition of sorts, if you aren't perceived as an enemy and your story checks out, you might get some help straight from the Vatican."

The priest would make sure of it, actually. He had a feeling that these five had been victims of the Orden...of the Wizard in particular.

"Can you really be so blaise about it?" Kurama commented. "Well, I'm sure you can. It isn't your life on the line. Do not think that I can't guess at what will become of us if we don't make it into your good books."

He was sardonic on the outside, but on the inside, he wondered at what the priest had said. The Vatican? Hmm...a priest with a gun was rather farfetched. What had the world become in a mere thousand years that the Catholic capital of the world now held so much power, and their clergy now wielded weapons of destruction?

Retsu and Hiei both shrugged slightly, and Kuwabara heaved a sigh. "Well, if everybody else agrees... There's no point to me arguing," he commented. Yusuke almost looked like he was pouting, as he muttered various pissed-off things.

Amethyst crawled around to the back of Retsu's neck, hiding in her hair, now that she was pretty much recovered from their bizarre little trip.

((Kurama:I hide seeds and a rose in my hair!))
((Retsu:Yeah? Well, I've got a dragon in my hair!!))