A ticking time bomb – BC.

 

When magic is happening right out in the open, it would be very hard to explain.  Knocking out Selina in order to keep her true self repressed posed even more problems for Ava and the young Teacher; Joel.  

Scene setting :  The Council HQ, Blood City Series.

This is co-written with Gene and Temp.

 

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Insane. That was the best word to describe what was happening in the reading room. We know and accept what happens in our world, because, logic. Logic and what we are taught from a young age as to what is real and what is fantasy. But what if everything you had ever believed could be turned on it’s head in a single moment. That being when a plush toy comes to life and starts screaming at you. Not just to do the unthinkable – knocking out a child, but also telling you off for picking it up. Joel, dropped Tallulah on the table, right at the same time that all the papers and documents that had been in the box blew up and danced about the room as though there was a freak wind storm. It was enough not only to block Joel from seeing Ava perform a spell on Selina to put her to sleep, but it also stopped passersby in the corridor to seeing what was going on within. Papers danced and whizzed past Joel at an alarming speed. It was like being in a wind tunnel and he madly tried to catch them out of the air. If any of them ripped or tore, he was going to be up for more then the initial fee that the paid in the beginning.

Only when the papers started to settle, and Joel was trying to put them in a pile, did the plushie talk again.

“Woah man, that was CLOSE! Good job human.”

Course, the plushie was speaking to Selina. Joel had no inkling that there was not just one witch in that room, but two. Rising to stand and putting the papers back into the box, the young teacher realized that he was in way over his head this time. He wanted to have a cigarette so badly, just to calm his nerves which were frayed. It was one thing to deal with an abusive talking plushie, but now they had an unconscious girl, who could be a real danger to them – not that he even could begin to understand why. One thing he did know though, they couldn’t stay in here.

“Okay….so the name Steiness is bad for some reason.” He couldn’t believe he was going to even attempt to talk to the abusive plushie, but he had to know. “Why?” You don’t just knock a girl out for no reason.

 

~RB~

 

Gene:

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With a spell being a success, Ava now held Selina in her arms. She quietly shuffled, doing her best to move Selina onto the chair. Now, since Selina was only sleeping, Ava knew if they continued talking loudly, she might wake. After ensuring Selina wouldn’t fall off of the chair, she looked to Joel and the toy and placed a finger on her lips, indicating they should be quiet.
Ava moved away from Selina, picking up the papers as quickly as she could and organising them into a pile. Her speed yet carefulness to not make a sound made it clear she wanted to move away from Selina. After seeing that display, it no longer surprised Ava that Selina was once a High Priestess. Even a human could have recognised the danger and power displayed in that one action. Her own magic tingled from sensing the immense power in Selina. But, now she could no longer sense it. There was definitely more to the girl than papers could reveal. Out of the corner of her eyes, Ava eyed the toy. It knew something important. Even though she had initially ignored the instructions of the toy – due to being bewildered – it knew what to do. It knew what was happening to Selina.

Finally cleaning up her own mess, Ava gestured for Joel to follow her. She would have proceeded to pick up the toy – or whatever it was – however, the way it reacted to Joel picking it up gave a clear impression. Instead, she settled with also waving her hand to the toy. Ava moved to the far corner of the room and waited for Joel and Selina’s toy to come.

“You know something,” She whispered, looking at the toy, “Who is she?” Despite their current situation, Ava’s voice was surprisingly calm, even though inside she was afraid. As of now, Ava didn’t care what had set Selina off.

 

Temp:  Selina was completely knocked out, and wouldn’t be causing trouble any time soon. Tallulah on the other hand was still very much awake, and she wasn’t very happy. Joel had picked her up which pissed her off, and then Ava seemed like she was going to attempt the same thing. Fortunately she decided against it and instead motioned for her to follow her and Joel. Obviously she didn’t want to wake Selina up. The Grimoire hopped off of the table and over to the two humans, looking up at them with an unmoving face. So they wanted to know more about Selina? At this point sharing information probably wouldn’t matter, so there was no need to ignore them. “Selina Shamandalie, High Priestess of The Black Halo. What else is there…She isn’t a child? Her real form is being suppressed?” What more was there to say about Selina that would make them understand who she was? Probably nothing. It’d be best to show them, but at the same time would be a bad move.

 

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Everything about this situation was now so fucked up, that Joel was beginning to regret ever having been a gentleman towards the young Selina in the first place. They were in the worst possible place to have just discovered that not only was Selina a High Priestess of the Black Halo, but she was not a real child. Her real form was being suppressed. Why would she be suppressed and kept asleep for five or so centuries. Probably because she was the be all and end all of dark magic. Joel was no idiot. He knew that the fact a talking cursed cat plushie was now opening up that her Mistress was someone of great importance and a danger not only to those around her but also herself. The flashing of her eyes, was the start of the troubles, so….if she had started to remember, as the teacher was trying to get his head around this, that not only were they in trouble, but those that worked and visited the Council HQ.

Joel slapped his hand to his forehead. Of all the places they had brought her too. Now, they had to get her out of there….and fast. Also, they had to keep her unconscious, for fear of what she could do if she woke up. The young teacher knew that there was no way that Ava was going to take the girl home, knowing what she was. Her parents were very important people in the city, and the last thing they needed was the High Priestess of the Black halo under their roof. Joel was also thinking that he couldn’t possibly take her home with him. What would his sister say?

He honestly didn’t know what to do. Or who to turn too.

Joel scratched his hair line and looked at Ava with a worried expression.

“Any ideas on where we can take her?”

~RB~

 

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The concise explanation the toy presented only left Ava with more questions. She began to say something, but stopped, instead choosing to rub her head. The silence that occurred after gave her some time to think about how to construct her questions.

“Any ideas on where we can take her?”

Ava looked up to Joel. That was a good question. Unfortunately, it was one she couldn’t answer. Where could Selina go? She’d need to be watched. By who? The two couldn’t do it; despite her appearance, Selina was dangerous, that much was clear. It was only by fluke that Ava had managed to stop her ‘real’ self from coming out.
Her face waned as a possible solution came to her mind.

“Should we-“ Ava hesitated. Even possessing the thought sent shivers down her spine, “If she poses a threat… Shouldn’t we,” Ava began to shake and her voice wavered, “Kill her?” After voicing her suggestion, she shook her head, “No, no, we can’t,” Though, her eyes flickered to Joel.

Tallulah would have obviously been against the idea. Joel, on the other hand, might not; even though Ava had backtracked on what she said, a part of her wanted Joel to agree with her and fuel the suggestion.

“What is her real form capable of?” Ava decided to ask Tallulah; maybe – just maybe – her real form wouldn’t be as bad as they thought. “Why would her real form pose a threat to us and the city? If it would, at all?”

 

Temp:  Tallulah would have had a very angry look on her face due to Ava’s suggestion, but she was not capable of that in this form. “I suggest you never say or consider that again, human.” Selina was her mistress, and as such she was bound to protect her. The fact this girl had the nerve to suggest such a thing in front of her was outrageous. At the mention of Selina being a threat to them she sighed. It wasn’t very easy to explain why Selina was a threat. “Selina was brought into this world with blood and dark magic rituals…so her mind is a bit…twisted…and her magic is unlike anything you’ve likely ever seen.” She was definitely dangerous, but whether or not she went about killing or blowing things up was uncertain. It was hard to figure out what Selina was thinking in her true form.

 

Razorbackwriter:  Joel could hardly believe his ears when Ava started to suggest that they kill the High priestess, rather than do any more to help her. Was she insane? Murder carried a life jail sentence, and Joel rather liked his life….on the outside of a prison cell. He hadn’t even been caught speeding, or had a traffic ticket. Breaking the law just was not in his books, no matter how dangerous a person or individual could be. Truth was, they really didn’t know what she was capable of, though Ava may have a better idea considering what and who she was – not that Joel was clued in to her true self. The Teacher just stood there, slack jawed. That was until the cat plushie demon thing put forth that they were never to say of consider that course of action. Joel held his hands up as though he was not taking part in that sort of plan.
“Don’t look at me, I can’t even kill a spider, let alone another being.” It was true, he simply didn’t have what it took to kill someone. So that was definitely out.

“Selina was brought into this world with blood and dark magic rituals…so her mind is a bit…twisted…and her magic is unlike anything you’ve likely ever seen.”

“I have yet to see anything magical in this day and age, aside….from well you…talking.” This was pointed out to Tallulah, as Joel didn’t have anything to compare with what Selina may or may not be capable of. Glancing down at Selina’s unconscious form, Joel knew that she would be too heavy for Ava to carry, and that it would be up to Joel to do the honors. He could hardly believe what he was now going to have to do.

“I’m going to have to take her home. I don’t know of anywhere else.” He looked exasperated and in need of a cigarette, but again he couldn’t exactly light up in the reading room of the Council HQ. Putting on his satchel across he body and swinging it to his back, he went to pick up the sleeping Selina in a fireman’s lift and then motioned for Ava to get the door.“You get the fluff ball, and we just leave the documents here for the officials.” They couldn’t take those with them, as they were government property. “There is a bus stop not far, we should head out there now, and I take her and Tallulah home with me.”

If Ava wanted an out, this was it. She probably had gotten more than she bargained for in the first place from the time she entered the Peach Cafe. Going home with a teacher probably wouldn’t look good.

 

~RB~

 

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As expected, the two didn’t respond well to her first suggestion; it might have been better in the long run to eradicate any possible threats by eliminating the source of them in the first place. It was a utilitarianism approach and maybe the whole City would have benefitted from their actions, however it didn’t deter from the fact it’d scar the morality of Ava and probably Joel.

As Tallulah responded to her question, it crossed out any possibility that they could reason with Selina’s true form.
“She’s evil,” Ava whispered to herself and then muttered, “Great…” When Joel commented about Tallulah’s ability to talk, Ava piped in, “How are you able to talk? And move?” As soon as Ava posed the question, she dismissed it, “Never mind,” It was clear they had to leave. Now.

Thankfully, Joel had volunteered to have Selina stay with him; it was likely Joel would be the one who had to do so. Ava couldn’t return home with an unconscious girl – what would her parents say? Her only concern, for Joel, was that Selina’s real form wouldn’t awaken in his house. With Joel’s instruction, Ava leaned towards Tallulah then recoiled, not wanting her to act badly.

“Do you want to go in one of my bags?” She suggested, gesturing over to them by the table. The thought hadn’t crossed Ava’s mind that she could back out. Her concerns regarding Selina clouded any thoughts – if there were any – of letting Joel handle Selina and going home; she was a part of the problem too. Perhaps, it was because she too was a Witch. Whilst Ava had never been in a coven – mostly due to her lack of knowledge if there were any other Witches – she still felt duty bound ensure Selina wouldn’t do anything bad. What chance did humans stand against a Witch like Selina, whom was supposedly powerful?

“We should say we are talking her to the hospital,” Ava advised; people would notice a man holding an unconscious girl more than a girl wearing the sort of attire Selina did.
If Tallulah jumped one of her bags, or allowed Ava to hold her, Ava would be following Joel, heading to his house.

 

Temp:  Tallulah watched Joel as he picked Selina up and eyed him to make sure he didn’t try anything. She’d been with her mistress for centuries now, so it should be obvious that they shared a bond of sorts. The real form of Selina loved her just like this fake did, but the two were different in every other way. It was obvious to her that these humans considered Selina to be some kind of ticking time bomb, and they weren’t really in the wrong. This was a matter that wasn’t going to be handled as easily as killing one person though, that much was certain. For now she would follow the humans, as they had her mistress, and jumped into the bag that Ava mentioned. She had no idea what was the best thing to do with Selina at the moment, but she needed to keep her safe.

 

 

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The eyes have it – BC.

Right in the heart of the city, Joel and Selina find themselves in a whole lot of trouble, as Tallulah tells them what to do.  Will it be too late? Scene setting: The Council HQ – Blood City. Co-written with Temp and Gene.

 

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As the paper was moved across the table toward Joel and Selina, Joel took out his reading glasses and placed them on so he could better understand the text. It was a very floral way of writing and harder to read than more modern text. Ava managed it without problem, but discovered that there were two family names with both owning vast amounts of estate. It was concluded that at some point, the city was actually two villages. Joel mused over this finding, unaware that the name Steiness had any significance. The small plushie, that had been silent up till now – decided that this was the time to finally become animated. Leaping from the small girl’s arms and yelling obscenities of how if they didn’t knock the girl out they would both be fucked. A swearing plushie? Joel fell back in his seat at the sight of the yelling cat doll. “Knock the girl out?”The teacher would never hit a child, especially not in a public place like this. Joel jumped up from his chair and shot a look through the glass panes that gave those outside the reading room a chance to see in. Oh this was bad. The teacher then made a grab for the plushie, to try and shut it up. It was only as he lent across the table, did he see Selina’s eyes changing colour. It was like before at the Peach cafe, and when she was losing control. Joel had been able to calm her then, but he didn’t know if he could do it now.

“Ava….hit her!” He cried out, while still trying to scoop up Tallulah.

 

~RB~

 

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When Selina mentioned the name, Ava turned to her. “Do you kn-“ “Ohh boy…this ain’t good.” She did a double take, looking for the source of voice. Had her toy just spoken? Ava stared at it; Selina was once again successful at blowing Ava’s mind. If anything, she wouldn’t have expected a toy to start talking. When the toy jumped onto the table, Ava recoiled, falling back onto her chair, just as Joel did. Even though she wasn’t focusing on him, a minor thought lingered in the back of her mind: at least he seemed as shocked as she did. Joel hadn’t reacted much – in fact, he might have come across as emotionless – to the other things that were revealed about Selina. The reason why was still a mystery to Ava. Perhaps he… No, it was too absurd to even fuel the thought. As if she was in a horror movie, Ava jumped when Joel leaped up and went for the toy; he was far quicker thinking than her. It was when the toy spoke once again that Ava finally looked to Selina. She hadn’t noticed the girl had gone silent. But, it wasn’t what she was focusing on right now. Her eyes; they were stained a bright red. If Joel hadn’t repeated the instruction Tallulah had given, Ava would have just sat there, and amazed at what was going on; whenever she did a spell, her eyes never transformed into another colour. “What? Oh,” This time, it was Ava who pounced up from her chair; it didn’t take a genius to realise red-glowing-eyes always symbolized something bad. Ava was just too fascinated to concentrate on the consequences of Selina’s current state. The only thing that would have sufficed to render Selina unconscious would have been the book in the box. Instinctively, her hand moved to the book and the book moved to her hand, Ava took hold of the book, spun on her heels and with as much strength she could muster, struck Selina across the head with it. Ava wasn’t a strong individual, so it was most likely it wouldn’t do the trick, Ava would raise her hand to strike the girl again, but then a better method came to her head. Shifting her glance to Joel, the papers on the table and box would blast into the air; Ava attempted to obscure Joel’s vision. After using the telekinetic move, she’d try to grab Selina’s hand and whisper, “Somnus,” (Sleep spell) If the spell worked, Ava would do her best to catch Selina if she fell.

 

Temp:  Selina had not reacted to the words of Tallulah, Joel, or Ava, and instead remained completely silent. Her body was void of motion and her expression was blank. Tallulah on the other hand was flailing about like crazy as soon as she was picked up by Joel.“OYE! Put me down you stupid human!” The plushie was not very fond of being picked up by random people, but at least the two humans seemed to be responding to her warning. Selina stumbled to the side as she was bashed with a book, but it didn’t do much else. Thankfully, Ava was able to use a spell to put her asleep. Her small body immediately lost it’s ability to stand and fell into Ava, who would hopefully assist her. Tallulah looked between the two and sighed in relief when she saw that Selina was no longer conscious. “Woah man, that was CLOSE! Good job human.” Once more Selina was prevented from awakening, but how successful would they be next time?    

Awakening a Nightmare – BC.

 

 

Little did Ava and Joel understand, that the more they tried to unlock the mysteries to Selina’s past that there were treading on dangerous ground.  Just why had she forgotten her past, or was this all part of a curse?

Scene setting : Council HQ – Blood City Series.

Co-written with Gene and Temp.

 

Gene:

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It proved to be a wise decision to be behind the two. Noticing Selina taking Joel’s hand, it gave the impression that the two were related. This still did not stop the ever-so-daunting looks from the public. Luckily enough most were fixated on Selina – and Joel to an extent – to not notice Ava behind them. She maintained a distance which wasn’t too close, nor too far – it was unclear whether she was a part of the trio. It wasn’t as though Ava didn’t want to be associated with Selina – it was so hypocritical; she was entering the mind set of girls who kept away from her for being different – she just didn’t feel comfortable with the attention.

The doors themselves were as grand as the stairs; though entering the building took her breath away. This was where her father worked? It was magnificent, yet so unnerving. Perhaps it was the statues, lifelessly glaring at those who walked by. Or perhaps it was the colour scheme; Ava felt as though she was in a rather posh hotel. It could have been the size; whilst walking to the reception, her head turned here and there, looking down the countless hallways which led to more halls and rooms. Was it really necessary to have so many rooms? Perhaps it was. One could tell many people worked here. This was where the intelligent of the intelligent came to work; this was where the rich make their money; this was the heart of the city. Ava knew all too well the decorations were just an illusion, masking away the cancerous tumours which existed in the city.
As Joel spoke to the receptionist, Ava was still inspecting the building. She raised her head, counting the amount of floors they had. Her eyes made no notice of the guards – they were as lifeless as the statues. Only when the women provided the gloves is when Ava began to focus on the current scenario. She took the gloves, though did not wear them. Instead, Ava felt bad Joel was paying for the fee. Even Ava – a girl who certainly had no shortage of money – recognised such an amount to be too much. She watched as he handed over the money; it appeared they would be sticking to the excuse that Selina was a cosplayer – she hadn’t really anticipated Joel would have listened to her suggestion. The idea of a convention going on made the excuse much more believable; despite Ava not being superior to Joel in any way shape or form, she had to commend him for his quick thinking.

With the woman now gone and the trio left there, Ava took the opportunity to take out fifty dollars and hand it to Joel. She’d insist on him to take it, even if he denied – if it came to extremes, Ava would remind him who she was and that she had no shortage on money. Whilst it might have come across as her bragging, Ava’s intention was to use it as a reason as to why he should take the money. When the whole dilemma ended, Ava would go back to being silent and observing the building, whilst looking out for anyone who might know her. That was until the woman came – approximately half an hour had gone. As she led them into another room, Ava peaked out of the window to see the sun was setting.
With the woman gone, Ava put her gloves on and sat down, eyeing the box.

“Okay,” the box was filled with all sorts of paper. She wanted to ask Selina if she could read – Ava wasn’t sure if everyone in the fifteenth century would know how to read – but refrained from doing so. Carefully, she picked up the first documentation; it was coloured brown with a rough texture – it was obviously old. The writing was too fancy; unnecessary squiggles, pen strokes, etc. Though, it was still readable. It became evident the woman had piled a lot of documents, regarding the fifteenth century, into the box. The first Ava began to expect was one focusing on housing.
“Selina, your family owned a property, right?”

She started from the top of the paper and began to scan; the names were listed in alphabetical order, but Ava wanted to read each and every one. The document was split into a few categories; the first was the name, the second was details about the property (primarily where it was located), the cost or rent, date of purchase and more. Hopefully, the document would include the properties the Shamandalie family owned and, if luck was surely favouring them, perhaps even the building where the Black Halo coven was centred.

 

Temp: Selina really didn’t know what to think about all this. This entire building felt somewhat ‘off’ to her for some reason. Whatever the reason was didn’t matter. She was in this situation and was being assisted by Joel and Ava, and all she could do was appreciate it. Then again, at this point this was more about Joel and Ava finding out who she really was and not about helping her. She was just happy to have some company. For now she happily followed along with whatever the two were doing, and sat down with them. The question about any property that her family owned was interesting, but she wasn’t sure why they wanted to know. “Mine family own’d a mansion, which was the center of our village. The entire area more or less belonged to us.” Hopefully that would be enough to assist them in their investigation.

 

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Joel hadn’t expected Ava to be paying attention when he handed over the fifty dollar fee for the rights to look through the box of aging documents. She insisted that he take it from her, and this immediately got a disdainful look. The last thing he wanted was for the girl to have to pay, simply because he was the one that had led them here, and so he took it as his responsibility. After all, he was brought up with the belief that the man pays. Ava wasn’t taking no for an answer by the look on her face, and the young teacher grumbled as he took the notes from her and stuffed them into his pocket. Was this her way of saying that she came from money and could throw it around?

Moving on into the small meeting room, Joel took a seat opposite Ava, allowing Selina to chose where she wanted to sit. Ava got stuck into the boxes first and pulled out documents that were kept in a brown file of sorts. The handwriting was definitely of another age. They’d hit the jackpot as for the right era, but would this file contain evidence as to where the Shamandalie family lived.

According to Selina, they owned a mansion that was the center point of the village. But it was when she added that the entire area belonged to that family, Joel shot a look at Ava. Didn’t her family have great influence in the city? Could Ava possibly be a distant relation to Selina? The young teacher glanced between them both, to see if there were any similarities, but sadly he couldn’t pick up on it if there were.

“So you’re saying that the Shamandalie were…influential people of their day?” Joel pressed a bit further.“Councilmen?” Was he onto something?

 

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Shamandalie, Shamandalie, Shamandalie, Shamandalie. Finally, Ava had found the name. But, it wasn’t the name Ava was concerned with; her gaze was fixated on the number which indicated the amount of land they owned. Indeed, Selina was right. In comparison to other names, the amount of digits next to the Shamandalie name put the other families to shame.

“Wow,” She raised her brow, pressing her finger below the number, so both Joel and Selina would know where it was, “Even if your family were influential or not, they were certainly rich!”

Above Shamandalie, the family Steiness seemed to own a good amount of land; at least, more than the average land owned. Ava completely overlooked them. She moved the paper towards Selina and Joel, in case they wanted to review it. Taking out the next piece of paper, it resembled the previous one; in both colour and topic, the two were the same. Ava furrowed her brow; it quickly became evident both papers – even if they both addressed housing – were quite different. The one she now held focused on the housing of a nearby village; it even specified the distance between both of them. Had Ozyrn once been two separate villages? Was there any reason why this was the case? When did the two villages merge?

“Guys,” Ava muttered as she placed the sheet on the table, “Is this City the result of two villages? Do you recognise any of the names?” Unbeknownst to Ava, one of the names on the sheet belonged to the leader of the then-formal-coven.

 

Temp:  Selina didn’t really know how this city came to be, but the merging of two villages was definitely a possibility. The one thing that stood out to her was the name Steiness. Her eyes narrowed onto the name, and she stared at it with a rather blank expression on her face. “Stei…ness…?” What was with this name’s importance? “Ohh boy…this ain’t good.” Tallulah had decided to speak up, and jumped out of Selina’s hands and onto the papers on the table. Selina didn’t say anything or react to her Grimoire deciding to speak up. Her mind was focused on that name, and nothing more. If either of them decided to look at her they would see her eyes had shifted into a bright red color, just like earlier on in the cafe. Only this time they were remaining in that color, and not flashing. “Oye! You two! Knock her out immediately or you’re both FUCKED!” Tallulah was not one that cared for being reserved or having proper manners. She was a demon after all. If these two humans didn’t knock Selina out then there was a good chance she would Awaken. Seeing the name of one of her good friends had triggered quite a few dark memories. Tallulah had suppressed the majority of her memories in regards to the things she had done, as well as the people that she had known. There was nothing she could do to stop Selina from recognizing that name however.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Council HQ – BC

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Near the border of the Vestro District and the Inner City is where the Council HQ is located. This is essentially the heart of the town. Many of the halls are restricted to public access, whilst others aren’t, such as the Hall of Public Records, historical objects, etc.

 

Joel, Ava and the cat carrying Selina now make their way to the Hall of records at the Council HQ of the Inner City.  

Scene setting : Council HQ – Blood city.

Co-written with Gene and Temp.

 

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The bus pulled up just shy of the entrance to the the Council Head Quarters – an ancient structure that lay near the border of the Vestro District and the inner city. While this might not be a place where you see youth hanging out, or the usual cafe latte set, it was a place of importance amongst the leaders and business people of the city. Two large stone lions guarded the entrance to the outer stairs. Silently stalking those that entered, though frozen within their marble shells. It was here that Joel alighted from the bus with his companions, Ava and the child priestess Selina. Having come from the city library with only a book on the myths of the supernatural of the city and districts, it was here that they had more chance of finding clues to Selina’s birthright and also just where her descendants were in a modern world.

Joel was already considering what he may have to do, if they had no luck in the Hall of records. The poor girl couldn’t simply be left on the streets, and he was pretty sure that Ava’s parents would throw a fit if she was taken home to their fine estate. A girl dressed from the fifteenth century and speaking the lingo of that day. They may well call for the men in white shirts…or worse. Adults were often the worst skeptics, especially those that were not young at heart.

Standing on the second step from the bottom, Joel looked down at Selina and then at Ava.

“This is the place. Ominous looking building, isn’t it?” It was not exactly the kind of building that charmed you when you first saw it. “Shall we go inside, and continue our quest?” Joel now ready to continue the hunt for clues to their little child Priestess.

~RB~

 

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Whilst on the bus, Ava kept her bags close by, as if she feared anyone would steal them. This was not the case. The bus was crammed with people heading home and that in itself was a flaw. Their eyes would linger over Selina; Ava had to sit elsewhere from the two, luckily, so she went unscathed by the attention. That was until the bus came to a stop, outside the Council Headquarters. Rather uncomfortably, Ava stood and shuffled out of her place, cradling her bags, following Joel and Selina out the bus.

The fresh air came to a relief to Ava. She stretched; after being crammed for so long, one could not blame her for doing so. The headquarters towered over her. It was odd looking at the place her father worked at. Perhaps, he was in there now. If so, she’d have to tread carefully. Ava had no business here, even her father knew that. Only from afar Ava had ever gazed upon the building. Now, with it so up close, it felt daunting.

Moving to the lion statues, she reached up and placed a hand on them; the cold served to calm Ava after such a warm day. After stroking the statues – and admiring the intricate designs – she returned to Joel and Selina.
“Yeah. If someone asks, we should say Selina is a cosplayer.”

Most of the youth might have come to that conclusion. However, it didn’t mean they wouldn’t view her as peculiar. Ava moved her bags from her left hand to her right; she tensed her left arm, now aching from holding the bags. If she had foreseen how her day would have turned out, she wouldn’t have purchased anything. It was frustrating having to carry bags around all day. Ava made it clear she wouldn’t climb the stairs first; she’d wait for Joel to lead the way and Selina to follow, then proceed to trail behind them, keeping a look out for her father.

 

Temp:  Selina hadn’t been all that fond of the bus ride they took over to this place, but she refrained from voicing her opinion. She found the metal contraption to be very noisy and bumpy. What made it really bad though was the people that accompanied them on the bus. They had all been staring at her, and she found it to be very uncomfortable. At least now she understood why they were giving her such odd looks. As soon as they reached their destination Selina let out a sigh of relief, and then followed Joel rather closely. He seemed to be much more fond of her than Ava was, but she really wasn’t sure why. So long as she wasn’t in danger there was no need to make it a concern, so she decided to simply let it be. In an attempt to get looked at a little less Selina decided not to speak and instead remained silent. She unconsciously snuck one of her small hands into one of Joel’s as she moved closer to him, finding this place to be a little bit intimidating. Hopefully he wouldn’t mind.

 

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The teacher had been well aware of how the public were reacting to Selina. The bus being another example of their curiosity, though the stares went from their cell phones to Selina and then back down again. There was really only so much that Joel could do, like he had done in the Peach Cafe, but in a moving bus, that was a different story. Now on the stairs, with Ava following along behind, the trio were ready to hit the hall of records. What did surprise Joel however, was when Selina silently reached for his hand and moved closer to him. At first he raised a brow – instinctively curious to this sudden need to be close. However, it became more clear as people that were coming in and out of the building were now looking at them. Joel felt this sudden urge to be protective once more and offered Selina a smile, before giving her hand a reassuring squeeze. He wasn’t going to let her down.

Entering the building finally, there was a large reception desk. Guards were on several chamber doors. The real heavy weights of the city conducted their day to day business activities here, and the teacher assumed that the need for the guards was warranted. Not all that were in power were that popular in some of the outer districts. Politics was a grubby game at best. The teacher had never really taken much of an interest, but just knew that there were shady things going on in the name of progress.

Walking up to the reception desk, they were met by a woman in a long grey cardigan and she had her silvery locks tied up in a tight bun, that pulled on her face, like it was a mask. Beady eyes looked up from her book as she saw the three approach.

“Can I help you?” The woman spoke with a dry voice, no hint of emotion. She must have been in this same job for years. There was no passion to her. She was as dull and grey as her cardigan.

“Ah…yes we are seeking any records you would have on the Shamandalie family. Circa….uhm..Fifteenth century. Say a census form, or…birth certificates?”

Would the woman notice Selina, and the fact that she was dressed from that era.

“One moment. You will need to fill out these forms in triplicate and all wear these gloves.” She slapped down a pile of paperwork for Joel, and then three sets of special gloves, that were used for aging documents. “It’s our normal procedure. Oh…and there is a fifty dollar fee for the lodgement of the papers.”

Joel had not expected there to be a cost involved, but…considering the ornate surrounds, it should be no surprise that they would charge a fee where they could. The teacher took out his wallet and handed over his last fifty dollar bill. His lips thinned as he knew his sister was not going to be happy. They were going to have to have ramen for a few nights.

The receptionist took the bill with a smirk before staring down at Selina and then cocking a brow. “Why is she….” The woman started, and Joel cut her off very fast. “Cos player. Convention on at the Powerhouse.”

“Oh…”

That was close.

Joel handed over the completed forms and the receptionist went to go and start tapping in what the trio were after. She trotted away for a good half hour, that left Joel having to try and entertain the girls the best he could. Once the woman returned, she had a large box, and then motioned for them to follow her to an observing room. The room had four chairs, and a table in the middle. The box was placed in the center and then she left the three to go through it.

 

~RB~