[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Azana Brown]

Azana led Joseph down the hall to another vacant room, helping him into bed as well. She pulled the Void Blade, sheath and all, off her strap, leaving it on the nightstand.

"Thanks for letting us borrow that," she whispered with a smirk before heading back toward the door. "See you later."

Her room was next, and she couldn't have been happier. Her helmet and boots were first to go, and in record time she found herself in a relatively comfortable outfit from her pack. To be lying in a bed, a real bed...in clothes that could breathe and didn't itch after a few hours...

She was out in no time.

((Goodnight, y'all!))  

[Cerberus77]

With the sun now hitting his face, Joseph opened his eyes, feeling much better than he did last night. Sitting up and leaning on the wall, he merely enjoyed the warm of the sun and that of his bed...even though he didn't own it. However, something was off...it felt too normal.

Where was the odd feeling of being human once more? Where was the lack of paranormal hearing? Slowly, he looked down at his hands to discover the horrible truth: His beast traits had returned. He was more beast than man now...but he had to make sure.

Rushing to a mirror, Joseph could only comfirm his thoughts. The ears, the claws, the tail...everything. Everything had returned.

Using the table to support himself, he muttered in defeat, "I guess this is my judgement. Very well. I shall acecpt this form, as punishment for crimes during the war..." Falling back into bed, Joseph could only sigh, thinking over the war, over Cerberus, and SIN.

(Look at the time. Oh, my...I best be going. Later, everyone)  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren stared vacantly out the window from his chair. He'd always found it strange, those days that the sky was such an overcast color to make the snow look black in comparison, or falling up. Comes from staring at it for too long...he sipped at his coffee, a drink he hadn't had much of recently, but was rather fond of.  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik was in distress. He was in a chair with his head down. Because he took time away to fight Angeles, Ultima was gone. Where though? He sighed and took some water for himself. He had to think of what came next. "Missing brother, gone without a trace..." The lightbulb clicked on.


(did you see my newest peice of art?)  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles's eyes slowly opened already glowing. She had not slept, having been lost in thought as everyone had retired. She had been the only one to witness the three SIN members enter the inn, exhausted ordering rooms from no one. They had not noticed Angeles sitting there, glaring at the burden they carried. It was too early to forgive the girl, that was for sure, but she would not kill her as she said she would.

Either way Angeles was displeased with the three of them being inside the inn, so she remained still, forcing herself not to think of them and the possible reasons for them to be here. She waited until the sun rose and stole away her powers. Her mind had focused on many things. Where Ultima had gone, who Rose's masters were, what she could do for Zulma to make her happier. She thought of anything but the girl.

But now she allowed herself to wonder what had happened to the three sin members to come to a BOO operated inn and have the security to sleep in it. She grabbed her hat and her deathwhisper from the table and put them on. She would leave them be, this was an inn of peace, a sanctuary, neutral ground. But she would remain armed in case they started something.  

[Gren_Eckener]

Gren glanced over. Erik still hadn't found Ultima, and there was no information to be found. Gren sighed. He couldn't help the man, and it was rather depressing. The silence from Angeles implied that she was not open for chatting either...

(The story of the dogs? I saw both...:3 )  

[MacPere]

"... Are you alright there, sweetheart?" MacPere gave Gren a warm smile, settling himself before in the sofa before the crackling fire.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Yeah..." he said with a stretch. "My mind's just wandering...it's good to see you awake, though..." he added with a smile. "I hope I made my point clear yesterday..."  

[MacPere]

MacPere returned the smile, hugging the duvet around him tighter. "So very, Grencis, so very..."  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles smirked as she heard Gren's comment and she looked over at the too. She stood and added wood to the fire before sitting down next to it and sighing. One of the SIN had woken up but hadn't come out of his room. She had heard him moving around, but now he was silent. Perhaps he had gone back to sleep.

"I told you your lifestyle would bring trouble here," murmured Angeles to Erik. That's the difference between assassins and hunters. Assassins kill whatever name is on their papers, whether its a good person or an evil one, and they make enemies. Hunters kill those who cause trouble, make suffering, and therefore only make enemies of people that good people want dead anyway."

She looked over at Erik, "so tell me, how many enemies have you made? Ones brave enough to take your brother?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

'Heh...and don't you forget it..." he said, jokingly. "Sleep well, anyway? You seem to be in an interesting mood yourself."  

[Valentine Valtieri]

Erik laughed. "Not enemies, not exactly." He looked up. "They are most likely from my clan anyway." He thought for a second. "I was supposed to bring him back, everyone thinks he's powerful enough to handle the darkness I use." He chocked out the word. "If his body can't handle it...he'll die."  

[alexlesage123]

Alex came down stairs in a racket she was holding a lot of books  

[MacPere]

"Very well, thank you. I'm just glad that I have no place to go... Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow?" MacPere laughed to himself at the small, not-all-that funny joke. He never was a mastermind at them.  

[Angeles Valentine]

Angeles' eyes narrowed, "then go get him back," she said in a dark tone as if it were the most simple thing in the world, "bring him here, and if any more of you clan tries to come get him once more, you kill them. If you don't, I will."

She blinked and looked over at a girl carrying a lot of books. She recognized the darkelf and told Erik, "shield your thoughts," as she began to think of a heavy snowfall to protect her mind from the darkelf."