J.J. just blinked, absolutely confused. "Great....I haven't even reached adulthood yet..." she grumbled, turning to lumber away. Just great. She shouldn't have let that thing out. It had made her eat a spider and now she was going to die. LOVELY!!!

(I'm gonna bring in my character Emma a little bit later. Flamigcatdemon should know her. I mentioned her over at Norburton's.)

(oooh. the mother of chaos and death?)

Virgil just stood there, his mind unable to process the information. He had always taken the immortality for granted, and now it was going to be taken away. All of them would be taken away.
"Wait... Oh my god! Do you mean all seven sins will be reaped?!"

Alastair nodded.
"Yes. I was given a list of seven names. I came for you first, but I seem to have had an unexpected stroke of luck and found three of you together."

(K, introduce the new character. It's fine by me. Hopefully it'll get Kotone out of this situation)

"But..." Kotone tried to wrap her mind around the situation and find any loopholes. Sadly, she couldn't find anything. She moved closer to Virgil and whispered, "Do you have any idea how to get us out of this?"

Virgil thought for a second, one of his cat ears absentmindedly flicking.
"If the rules can't be changed, we'll have to figure out how to trap him. I don't know how though."

Alastair's head twitched in their direction. Had he heard that right?
"Ahem... I'll be using one of your beds. My journey has made me weary."
Alastair shifted his weight forward ever so slightly, so that his seal slipped out of his robes.

As Virgil watched, the wraith leaned forward a bit and a gold coin on a chain slipped out of his robes and dangled around his neck. The wrath then made a big production of putting it back into his robes. Virgil suddenly got the universal image from all anime of discomfort. You know, that HUGE sweatdrop, If he could do that, it seemed very appropriate for this situation. Virgil put his hand to his face and leaned toward Kotone, whispering so only she could hear.
"Oh god... he wants us to stop him..."

J.J. let out a startled roar soemwhere down teh hall, the sound of wood splintering also drifting down the wooden hallway. Soon after, something seemed to grunt and teh sound of footsteps came speeding toward them, the owner obviously running for his life.

He was having a bad day. Well, it had started out as good. After all, no one was here when he had found this house, so moving in sounded comepletely acceptable. But no. It had to be haunted, didn't it? And by a ghost who looked EXACTLY like a corpse. Wonderful Just wonderful. And now, after he had just gotten out of the room, he, Bradin, former government experiment, was now being chased by a giant purple monster. Well, now that he thought about, it wasn't so bad; it could be a particularly creepy purple dinosaur.

(Actually, you're thinking of Order. I'm talking about my little 'giver of life'...that psychotic, bubbly bitch.)

Virgil and Alastair simultaneously turned and looked in the direction of the commotion.

Alastair lifted his head and inhaled deeply.
"Hmmmm... I smell death..."

Virgil cocked his head to the side.
"Are we expecting any uninvited, noisy visitors. God, just what we need right now."

(-.-? I'll reread the last couple of pages and find out wtf you're talking about.)

J.J. thumped after the little annoyance, but soon slowed, an odd smell entering the air. Also, there wa sthat weird tingly feeling in the air wherever that boy went.

Bradin skidded to a halt as three more figures came into view, two of them almost as weird as the purple monster, but not quite. They just didn't seem to fit the level of creepy as the maneating purple FUCKING MONSTER. He just blinked, looking in both directions, trying to decide which way was the safest. He eventually just sighed and, moving quickly, hid behind the odd cat-man, hoping he'd make a good, cooperative sheild.

Virgil sighed, and again decided the over-large sweatdrop thing would fit this situation. He then turned and addressed the strange man hiding behind him.
"And what, exactly, are you running from?"
Virgil's eyes widened and he jumped back.
"The [email protected]#$! He's radioactive."
Red welts came into existence on his arm, futilely, before disappearing again.

Alastair lifted his hands in the air and gestured at what had just happened.
"You see!? that is exactly why I'm here. That is not something that should happen."

"That beast back there and yes, I am, but that's no reason to be rude, thank you," Bradin said, narrowing his acidic eyes at Virgil, tapping his foot. He glanced to Alastair, lifting an eyebrow, looking over the odd whispy shadow.

Alastair smiled beneath his hood and waved at Brandin.
"Just pretend I'm not here."

Virgil's hair raised and his pupils became even more slitted, like a threatened cat.
"RUDE!? Rude is when someone bumps into you and doesn't apologize. Rude IS NOT when you are surprised by being BURNED by radiation. You should just thank your lucky stars we're all immortal or I would have cut you down where you stand."

(^^; inner pride showing through...)

Bradin just turned to look to Virgil, a small smile creeping to his lips. "Oh really? Well, I'm sorry, princess," he said in an almost sing-song voice, lifting his hand and raising his middle finger to the cat man, smiling widely.

Virgil's flaring anger suddenly changed to cold fury. His hair settled and his eyes narrowed. Suddenly he was gone, the space he had occupied only a split second before was empty.
"I would advise you not insult your betters. Especially when you are but an irradiated human, and your better is an immortal demon general."
Virgil was suddenly behind Brandin, his extended claws caressing Brandin's throat.

Alastair sighed from the doorway,
"Please, I would rather not deal with one of my brothers..."

"Go ahead, cupcake!" Bradin said, grin widening. "You kill me, this house and half the city go up in smoke. It's a slight drawback from being filled with with enough uranium to blow up who know how many Hiroshima's." He looked back, eyes flashing with obvious amusment. Coming here had been a good ide after all.

Kotone blinked at the new arrival. She was still in shock to find out that the embodiment of death wanted them to stop him from killing him. That's when the weird guy ran in. She felt herself grow sicker with him nearby and when Virgil yelled out radiactive, she knew the reason why. But, she didn't move away from him and stood between him and Virgil. "I don't want all my hardwork to blow up, so you kill him now and you're going to regret it... brother." She felt her confidence rise since she knew she had enough power to stop Pride. Maybe she should make someone insult her to get even stronger, but she'll wait till Virgil made a move.

Virgil sighed,
"Fine."
Suddenly Brandin was sent for a very painful ride up through two floors of house and then about 3000 feet into the air. Virgil smiled and motioned to the hole going all the way through to the roof.
"Don't worry, I'll fix that. And I'll catch him in a few minutes when he comes back down from his little..."
Virgil smiled sadistically here.
".... Trip. We wouldn't want him detonating when he hits the ground now would we..."

Alastair sighed in relief.
"Well at least this is better than half the planet getting nuked... I think ALL my brothers would be here for that one..."
Alastair turned to the now fuming kotone.
"Really now, could you expect PRIDE to give up? This is the lesser of two evils..."

(For anyone who didn't understand that, Virgil just threw brandin up through the house.)
(also, funny thing 'confidence' is essentially pride... so you would make virgil a bit stronger with your confidence...)

Bradin flailed his arms slightly, looking around. He calmed, eyeing teh view and actually enjoying teh breeze. "Heh. Not that bad up here," he murmered to himself, stomach lurching as he found himself suddenly plumetting downward. He winced, suddenly aware of the very large and very painful splinter in his lower back, cursing the blue-cat-man for all he was worth. Oh he'd get his soon enough. Very soon.

(... *smacks forehead*)

Kotone's jaw dropped when she saw the giant hole in her ceiling. She turned to Virgil fuming and grabbed the collar of his shirt. "WHO THE F*$% IS GONNA PAY FOR THAT?!?!?" She screamed as she shook him wildly, not even realizing it was her who got Pride stronger.

Virgil gently, but firmly, removed Kotone's hands from his shirt.
"I already said I'd fix it..."
Virgil Motioned to one of the trees outside and spoke a few words from the ancient language of the druids. The tree pulled itself out of the ground and melted into the side of the house, flowing to the holes and filling them seamlessly.

Kotone was still twitching angrily and glared at her brother. "I hate you so much right now..." She stated before walking up to Alastair. "If you're going to be staying here for a few days, at least let me get you a room. Follow me." Without even waiting for a response, she walked past him and started for the stairs.

Virgil smiled innocently at Kotone and then darted outside quickly, catching brandin just before he hit the ground.

Bradin just sat there, a surprisingly blissful smile on his face. "Wowie, princess, you do know how to please a man," he said, patting Virgil's shoulder. He winced, looking to his side, a brackish color spreading on his back. "Oh, lovely." He sighed, reaching back to grab ahold of it, wincing as his fingers brushed against the piece of wood.

Virgil smiled,
"Oh allow me."
Virgil grasped the large splinter and intentionally twisted it as he yanked it out of brandin's back.

Bradin cried out, curling up, before his grimace twisted, turning into a smile. "Oooh....bit of warning next time, Princess," he said, voice a tad shakey. "You could really hurt a guy that way." He turned to glare up at Virgil, eyes glittering playfully, but with a hint of warning. Not that it mattered. There was so much pride and cofnidence in cat-man's gaze, he highly doubted that nything fazed him. At all. What a selfish man.

Kotone heard a cry downstairs and turned down towards the railing. "NO KILLING!!" She screamed, assuming someone was about to die, "AND HURRY UP ALASTAIR, DO YOU WANT A ROOM OR NOT?!?!" She really needed an asprin right about now.

Virgil smiled back, his face apathetic yet threatening.
"Oh there are other ways to hurt someone..."
Virgil stroked the side of brandin's face with a finger, his nail leaving a thin, but deep, scratch. Virgil lifted the finger to his mouth, tasting a drop of the blood.
"Mmmmm. Tangy."

Alastair had been entranced by the cold war going on between Brandin and Virgil when he heard Kotone yelling.
"Oh! Right! Sorry! Coming!!!"