The Quest Giver [Einmal Mod Account] (
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maskeddarkness2017-08-21 07:03 pm
Trial of Trials : Act 2
There's something uneasy that can be felt in the city, and seemingly no end to the rumors springing up in the wake of the downtown explosion that leveled BOARD's headquarters. Stories of an odd sickness where the afflicted suddenly winds up anemic, their blood levels dangerously low, despite feeling fine that morning have already taken root, others of strange animals seen roaming at night, and horrible screams and gunshots in one of the parking garages....
The space where the ill-fated headquarters lays silent, an empty patch of dirt and gravel that seemed to attract those drawn to stories and rumors. Police have already had to shoo away opportunists with metal detectors, hoping to find something interesting in the impressively quickly cleared wreckage, and others have reported something that just feels... wrong, when they walk by the site. The ghosts of those who hadn't made it out of the collapse? Or something else? Noone can really put a finger on it to explain.
And meanwhile, under the cover of shadows, things unknown to those who still walk in the light continue to move. Whispers of the rogue mage and a treasure trove of information, of upsets in the vampire hierarchy, and sworn revenge on the mages who had used one of their own for their gain.
And deep in a hidden lab, BOARD's remains and allies continue to work, twisting all they can get their hands on to create the perfect weapon; made of the very things they wish to cleanse from the world. The loss of the incapacitated vampire elder was only a small one, with how much they had already extracted and drawn from it. And if the rumors of their knowledge being in the hands of their enemies were true? They would just have to speed up their projected timeline. Or simply slow down that of the world. After all, they were mages. Reality bended to their will, not that of those who opposed them....
The space where the ill-fated headquarters lays silent, an empty patch of dirt and gravel that seemed to attract those drawn to stories and rumors. Police have already had to shoo away opportunists with metal detectors, hoping to find something interesting in the impressively quickly cleared wreckage, and others have reported something that just feels... wrong, when they walk by the site. The ghosts of those who hadn't made it out of the collapse? Or something else? Noone can really put a finger on it to explain.
And meanwhile, under the cover of shadows, things unknown to those who still walk in the light continue to move. Whispers of the rogue mage and a treasure trove of information, of upsets in the vampire hierarchy, and sworn revenge on the mages who had used one of their own for their gain.
And deep in a hidden lab, BOARD's remains and allies continue to work, twisting all they can get their hands on to create the perfect weapon; made of the very things they wish to cleanse from the world. The loss of the incapacitated vampire elder was only a small one, with how much they had already extracted and drawn from it. And if the rumors of their knowledge being in the hands of their enemies were true? They would just have to speed up their projected timeline. Or simply slow down that of the world. After all, they were mages. Reality bended to their will, not that of those who opposed them....

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But then again, he never really is. He's not the type to go in over-prepared, because he tried a couple of times and found out he was totally wrong and the situation called for something different. But those rumors have made their way out of town and onto the Twilight Network, and so he's making his way in, the ghostly specter of a creature with a skull for a face and wings made of coffins floating behind him- for those that can see such things, at least.
Ryoji and Thanatos stop in front of the now very empty patch of land that was the headquarters, looking around. Yup. There are ghosts here. This... could be bad.
Of course, this random kid just standing there and looking very interested in front of the BOARD headquarters is totally not suspicious. Not at all.
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...that this time, it was another kid with a.... spirit? Ghost? Whatever it was that had been following Takeru around. Another like him? Or something-- someone else?
He stands a bit to the side, doing a poor job of attempting to not look like he's peering at the suspicious kid, trying to figure out what was going on now. His magic had purified Tennouji's spirit... hadn't it? Takeru would have said something if it hadn't. Or was there something else lingering at the site of BOARD's wreckage? (or lack there of)
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"Hello!" he says cheerfully, waving at the man. He is kind of ridiculously perky, which is oddly offset by the open hostility of the geist.
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...The utterly cheerful greeting, however, makes him blink, frown becoming more confused than annoyed. The confusion quickly passes, however.
"You shouldn't be playing around there," he answered, tone stiff. "It's not safe."
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"It's what was there that makes it dangerous. A clean up that swift likely left something behind."
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Just the a day before, he would have used past tense... but after encountering that monstrosity that had to have come from his former employer... no, BOARD was not gone. Not in the slightest.
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At the question, Tachibana gave a snort. "The answer to that changes on who you ask," he returned, tone dry as he crossed his arms.
"What are you looking for? Other than trouble..."
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"...Whatever you can do to help should have already been taken care of by another."
It was a small gamble, on the off chance that this kid wasn't the same as Takeru had been... but the similarities were too strong for him to ignore.
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He does consider what Tachibana says, though, glancing back at the empty lot. "Should have," he says, looking back at Tachibana. He's pretty sure the man can see Thanatos, but he doesn't have a geist himself... "It's... possible something overshadowed everything else."
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His frown deepened at the tentative musing. Had his magic not been enough to purify the area? Or had that purification faded, allowing the remains of whatever had escaped to sink back into where it had come from? Or....
"Something hid in the shelter of something else?"
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He's... not quite willing to give his full name to a mage, but using a fake one is honestly way too much effort. Not unless he wants to use it all the time.
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He turns back to Tachibana, gentle smile still on his face. "Well, I came here partly for school! So I'm probably going to be here a while." He does look around the age of a freshman college student.
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The frown only deepened as Ryoji continued. "...Still part of the living world?" he frowned further. Had he been mistaken, thinking this child was the same as Takeru?
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Ryoji tilts his head at him, chuckling as he messes with his scarf. "Of course I am. That's kind of the point..." But he's not elaborating on that, redirecting the conversation back at Tachibana. "What did happen to the building? You said there are different stories. I'd like to hear yours, if that's alright."
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