[LOST SOUL] A Grim Situation in the Churchyard

Loincloth stopped dead in his tracks when the dog began running towards him and was ready to fight before it jumped over him and Raincoat. He quickly turned to the direction it was running and growled. “You’re not getting away that easily, you mutt!” He said as he chase the dog further into the graveyard.

“Wait for me, Brother Crucifix! I shall assist you!” Helmet exclaimed, pulling his sword and following close behind Crucifix. 

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“FINALLY! Time for some hacking and slashing!” Ruka shouted happily as he ran off with Fishnets, Dress Socks, and G-Strings. 

Realizing that it was only him and Etch at the grave, Vest decided to take this opportunity to sneak off and head home but was soon grabbed by Ruka and yelped as he was yanked off to the chase.

"Father Crucifix, don't be an idiot!" Strappon yelled after him, there was sorta clear fear in his voice, "Leave the demons to the Angels! You're being reckless and foolish if you think you can fight a demon on your own! Your weapons aren't even equipped to damage them correctly!"

Yeah, he was completely not okay with a human trying to go toe-to-toe with demons. After Handcuffs and the Grand Master, can ya blame the guy? He peered back at Shady and noticed Sukafu was present, nodding before taking off after Crucifix.

Jacket was almost unphased by being manhandled by Boxer as he yanked him outta the tree, a huge grin on his face.

"Eyyyy, let's go after the doggo! I'm sure he's a good boy! Look, he just got Mary outta that hole!" He said, pointing after the lost soul as he ran straight for the middle of the graveyard. He blinked, "Oh, shit! That one a' those Lost Souls, like that Kuchisake-girl! Didn't the demons corrupt her before?"

He tapped his chin.

"There's gotta be another way, because our weapons did jack shit to help her! She wasn't hurtin' anybody before." He explained, pulling himself free from Boxer's grip, "Shit, son. What are we gonna do?"

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In the meantime, Fishnet kicked his boots off and summoned two Criss-Cross, making sure to put his boots on before he did anything else. He didn't intend to do all the work, that was for the neophytes. He'd just take some of the glory.

"Alright, ya shits, let's hit this thing with all we got!" He laughed, "I hate green!"

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The Grim pattered off and settled by the church, shaking Mary off his back and sitting by, growling at those who approached him. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he was clearly not in the mood to deal with people.

Collier gave the suited angel a smirk and walked in front of them, hands together at his chest.

"Of course it pays well, you see a young angel, I run a rather successful business in the... escort industry... I presume you know what that is, and you look like you might be the type to enjoy such a wealthy way of living. I promise all my workers good money, with an 80-20 split of all funds they make. I can assure you we are very successful, I am certain you've heard of the brothel ring around Daten, well most of them are run by me."

He put his hands on his hips and ran a hand slicking his hair back, before fixing his glasses.

"I do understand however that this is not for everybody, I simply wished to put forth the offer."

Ah but before he could really do anything the lost soul showed up. 

"It appears my target has found itself here, I came for the heavens as I am interested in a heaven only product, so I do believe fighting the thing is a requirement."

Cloak was still sort of just focusing on Virgin Killer for the most part, speaking up gently.

"I suppose my research on demons could be classified as kinky, though not really... well that depends what you're into I guess."

And then the lost soul showed itself, and cloak has a mental orgasm. Almost immediately the boy began to foam at the mouth, as some mysterious liquid dripped from it, it was much too thick to be saliva.

"Ah! So that is what A lost soul looks like!!! I MUST!! Immediately perform my research!"

He takes out his scythe which towers over his body, who knows where he was keeping it, and he took out a book and began scribbling drawings and theories into it. "This will prove very useful to future angels and heavenbent researchers of ghosts!"

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Meanwhile, Etch was in a  hole now, and his back hurt, he puffed his cheeks a little because he did want to help, but if this higher ranked demon told him to get in a hole, he was going to stay in it. He didn't want to upset the other after all.

However, after some time he gave the order to "ya shits" which etch assumed he was also a part of, so he hopped on out of the hole, and summoned his weapon. A long Shinai that he was quite skilled with. Twirling the sword around he waited for an opportunity to do something. Unless of course Mr. Fishnet shoved him back in the hole, in which case hed just kinda stay there. 

Etch was still nervous regardless, he wasn't good in stressful situations but he could at least act like he wasn't crying on the inside.

"Welp." Polo said, he unbuttoned his namesake and transformed it into Flannel, his gladius, he shivered at the cold air.



"Mary!" Sneakers ran towards the dog and his friend, his eyes were mixed with fear and wonder, "Is that...?"

Mary Janes looks up at Loincloth and he glares. He hides under the Doggos floof under his arms and he sticks out his tongue. "Do it peacefully cause you're gonna scare it."

Strappon headed at Crucifix, a short man with a lot of anger in his eyes. He didn't slow down one bit as he pulled his fist back and socked Father Crucifix in the face, putting all his weight into the punch. It was enough force to knock the man down. He breathed heavy to catch his breath, looking down at the older man before adjusting his cape.

"Do not defy my orders again, Father." He uttered in a rather fierce manner, but calming himself "The Demons are not ours to take. We will assist the Angels in finding a way to repent the ghost. Split up, find a way to repent the Lost Soul."

He looked at the Angels around him.

"Split the group, half should distract the demons." He ordered, then looking down again at Crucifix, "If you get off your arse, we can look for a way to repent the dog together, but you're not leaving my sight."

The Grim sniffed the dog treat Mary had given him and snorted at it. He wasn't hungry, thanks, though. As Loincloth approached, the Lost Soul's growling became more intense and he let out a loud, supersonic bark at him and anyone approaching- the force not only caused your ears to ring, but also sent them flying backward.

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Fishnet braced for impact as the Holy Water rained over them. He made some sort of cat-like hissing noise and shook the water off.

"Damn, they brought a useless priest with them? How fucking catty." He grumbled, "Hey, shitheads! Split up! Someone's gotta distract those fucking featherheads!"

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Jacket nodded as Boxer regarded the event with some surprise.

"Yeah! We've only seen one so far, but this guy's clearly just trying to do something. Maybe he's protecting someone? Look! He's protecting Mary or something!" He said, pointing to the dog and the boy, "Hey, Loincloth! Stop, ya can't repent--"

As Loincloth had approached, the dog's bark had sent him flying back. Jacket tumbled into a tombstone and grumbled as he hit his head. He got up quickly and whined a bit.

"Son of a bitch! That bark's got some bite!" He yelled, "And now we're all wet!"