Covenants Are Writen in Red

[Valodya Bassarov]

What does it mean, who knows, just keep posting and dont think too deeply about it.

Actually it has a lot of meaning....

[Zero 009]

(More than covenants will be written in red when I get through with them)

"Now, time for preparation is over, however, I still need people to join my private army. Keep in mind that a great battle is going to take place in Helsinki. Hopefully, I can get people to join..." Zero said.

At the moment, Ookami, Kisa, and he were about to embark on a suicide quest to battle a giant alien, an angel, and a Dragon.."

((OOC: Ambrosia, your help would be appreciated!))

[Sinipunainen]

"Hmmm... seems Linnea is no longer here..." Sin murmured to himself.

Kneeling down on his knee, he jetted upwards, following the smell of a Light Angel, something a Dark One never forgets...


((OOC: Sorry Linnea, I was going to fight because Light/Dark Angel. But apparently your on your way to the rebel hideout so I'll fight you there.))

[Dionysus]

"Have you seen a woman, about my height, armor, named Amber?"

The rebel shakes his head and Dionysus storms off, muttering to himself.

" Darn that woman. Where'd she go? Probably off trying to slayer some or another thing. Bet she didn't even file the paparwork for a quest or for a slaying and I'm going to have to when she comes back!"

The diplomat sighs and sits down on a rock near the cabin, returning to the report he was working on. A status report of the rebel's abilites and estimated strength at the moment as well as a side note about the bizzard connection between the rebel group here and the Angels in Chi-kage.

Normally they stayed out of human affairs. Perhaps this was a sign. Dionysus would have prefured they stay out of it, they were irratic and they only worked for that hethin king of their's Gregory.

Finishing his report Dionysus rolls the scroll up and whistles for a pigeon. One flutters down to his hand. One always does. A few seconds later the messanger is on wing, returning the report to the GOD.

"Now, let's find Amber."

[Timithy of the Green Winds]

Timithy sighs, "I suppose your right." He releases Amber, floating back slightly, his wings beating slowly.

"We shall have to finish our... decusion another time then." He holds out his hand like he's offering to help her into a cab, "Shall we then?"

[Ambrosia]

Ambrosia hesitates for a moment, then accepts his hand.

"I suppose so."

'Dionysus will be so furious with me that it won't even be funny. Oh well, it's not as if there was anything I could do not to annoy him.'

She smiled wryly to herself for a moment. She didn't deliberately want to annoy Dionysus, it was just extremely easy for her to do.

[Jareth]

Jareth's attention is taken from the newly fleshed out necromancer and Rikus scent to this Doreamon.

"I killed him you idiot! I am here to visit his body and complete what i have started. If everyone would leave me alone that is. I was going to get a piece of flesh from him but noooo, i can't even have that to myself. I am sorry for my rudeness but the longer we wait the colder the flesh gets. Omadon i hold no ill will to you and perhaps someday in the future we can actually work together. As for the gift i am not sure i know nothing of what would be most useful to me at this moment. Turning her attetion to Doreamon. And you.....what are you talking about you blue fool?"

Jareth puts her mind sheild up. No one can penetrate it.

~Riku i know you around here. Don't worry i am not going to eat you*laughs*. If we get left alone i would explain it all to you.~

[Omadon]

Omadon nods and smile, "No ill will, that is very good, very good indeed for you see I was hoping to find you anyway."

The Necromancer steps forward and takes something from his pocket. It appears to be a small vial of red liquid.

"Do you know what this is? It is blood. Blood is not so uncommon these days and I've managed to find much of it. Some of it from things you'd never think I could. This vial is the blood of a prisoner at the Ministry of Terror.

Mr. Kaschei is unaware of my servent in his ranks I think for I have been collecting from him for sometime now. The prisioner I speak of was quite intersting. Half angel... half elf."

The Necromancer pockets the blood and when he speaks again he is serious, his face grim.

"The world is growing dark and you are near the center of that darkness. I wish to extend to you an offering Jareth. Join me.

I have seen your skills, I have read your aura and your blood, you would be truly great if you learned properly. With your help I can craft this dead blood a new body, fill it with blood, even bind a spirit to it. Perhaps the spirit of the once departed.

Help me Jareth and we can weather this storm. Even the gods can not kill what is already dead. Already I have begun my plans, my new crypt is ready, a new lab finished. All I need do is complete the final steps and I can return the dead to the world of the living!"

Omadon's aura is chilling, like icy wind that blows under the skin. Power creeps long the ground like long fingers of ice, seaching for warmth.

"Who would stand agaisnt us Jareth? Who can fight death? Even your master Kaschei can only hold death back with his time, he can never stop it's coming. What do you say?"

[Jareth]

Jareth stands and ponders Omadons offer. She thinks back on how her master has been lately, and before. She is loyal to him like a dog you kick continues to be loyal to that master. Maybe it was time for the dog to kick back? But she loved him, or the closest thing she thought to be love. She is confused. But then she thinks to their drunken party, he wouldn't kiss her but kissed Mac. She was hurt by it all but Mac had told her love is not for us. She would be dead soon. Perhaps she didn't want to die. Her rage returns but towards her master.

"Omadon the half elf half angel is not important. Do not think on him anymore for he is dead. I killed him and he was my friend. Kaschei has turned me by whelping me into a demon who loves destruction and pain. I owe my master a lot and can not just abandon him. As much as i might like to for personal reasons my professional ones tie me to him. If my circumstances were different i might actually comply to you. Perhaps the sorcerer of death could give me what the sorcerer of destruction could not with a fleshy body. She goes up to him and touches his hair then walks back away from him facing him once more. "But to risk it all for revenge i don't know. Feh i will not be living much longer myself necromancer so you will see my spirit soon enough. It may be grand to be free though. Allow me to think on this. I will give you an answer as soon as i can. I need to weigh things. If i were to consider helping you what could you offer me that i would want? SHe bores into him with her glowing golden eyes.

[Omadon]

"Very well Jareth I will play your games. But think on what I do offer you. An eternity without death. You would be forced to feel nothing. You could release all the pain, release your hopeless love into the icy void of death."

Omadon play with the dagger at his belt, running his finger alone the blade. The sharp blade cuts into his flesh easily but he does not react to it. No blood comes from his wound, though his finger is layed open. Green light flares in the wound and the flesh seals, perfect as it was before.

"Peace, dear Jareth, would be your's. When you wish to speak with me you have but to invoke my name and I shall come." The Necromancer turns and begins to walk away, his hair still drifting as though in water. "Think on my offer, I doubt you shall find a better one."

[Zero 009]

With Ookami and Kisa at his sides, he marched on towards Helsinki with his eyes turned downward and the courage to fight the enemy, knowing that he had friends that would aid him. It would be torturous and treacherous time through Hel and they might even be killed.
His sensors clicked.

"Comrades, I think we've been relieved of one enemy. It seems the Fallen Angel has left the playing field..."
It was not much more comfort. They would have to relive the horror of Helsinki. An event few tried to remember. But it would have to be done, for the greater cause of humanity...

And as a band of friends, rather than a group of weirdos, they marched on towards a battle that would be the difference between the RI finding out the rebel hideout and their slight victory of RI.

((OOC: Bass, what exactly is the symbolism of the title? It's eating me...))

[Kith]

I go into work. Before I go to the office, I stop by Genovia's room.

I enter quietly.
She is laying there in a pile of wall paper strippings. Her hair is a mess and she is bloody.

Her dresser was torn apart and there are holes in the walls.

++++++++

"Genovia...what is happening to you?"

I pick her bruised and scratched body up, and place her in her bed.

I heal her, but she continues to sleep....

+++++++++

I sit there for a while, not sure what to do.

[Jareth]

Jareth watches him walk away.

"I play no games i just don't know what i should do. But you may be hearing from me necromancer."

She is overcome by his words. The pain and ache would be gone. No more feelings. I would be greater than even my master. But i would have no friends, no love. This is all so confusing.

And Doreamon just stands there looking at her. She ignores him. Why should she say anything to him anyways.

"Ok, Doreamon, Riku is dead i killed him. Leave me be. please i need to be alone!"

She walks away from the crypt to the grave under the tree she had gathered dirt. Her shield goes up again.

~RIku i did not kill you i merely put you into a long slumber. I was glad when they asked me to be part of your trial because i knew this trial was fixed so i did the execution so i could fix it. Sorry to have kissed you like that, although it was nice. Anyway it is not safe here everyone seems to be following me around today. i came here just to say i spared you because you showed me that even after doing something bad that one can be forgiven.~

She stroked the necklace he had given her. it was now the channel of her Ookami powers. For she had set him free. She was setting everyone free it seemed for her love of them.

[Genovia]

I awaken suddenly and angrily. Kith is in my room. I will kill him. I hate him. I spring up out of bed, jump to the other side of the room, and crouch in the corner.

"Go away, leave me alone.GO AWAY!"

I blast him with an energy blast, sending him through the wall, and further damaging my room. He lays on the floor, sprawled out on his back.

"DIE!"

I grab a dowel rod from the closet, the one that my hangers once hung on. My clothes fall to the floor.
I run at him, rod in hand, and spear him in the chest with it. I leave the rod in his chest and run out the door.

[Zshar-ptitsa]

The bird lands in the forest, and begins to search for Alkinost