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Post by Kro on Mar 4, 2015 6:44:02 GMT
"Armsocks, sir...Your manners.You don't retort to people with that tone." You do it politely. Especially when throwing down some sick shade. "Now. Where were we." Right, getting the ghost out of the door. A magic circle of sorts started to illuminate right under Caplet's feet and lightning shot from Titania, striking the door. The ghost quickly lashed out at the disturbance, whipping a tendril appendage right at Caplet. They managed to avoid being hit by using their hair as a shield, mostly wrapping around the ghost's appendage. "Armsocks, quick! Pull it out of the door!"
Hairpin stepped back. More like he scooted well behind the couches and watched this spectacle. Holy shit, this ghost was aggressive.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2015 16:18:24 GMT
Pencil was let down in more than one way. She had liked feeling tall, what a short lived experience though she dared not to look like it was any big deal. Especially in front of the Angels. So she took her disappointment out on the red headed idiot and kicked him from behind while he idly watched the others handle the door.
"Whoa!" Chaleco nearly lost his balance from that, skidding a few steps forward. He spun around and tilted his head at the girl, " Did I do something wrong?" What did he do upset you this time? Normally she'd just flick his forehead or punch him but kicking was new!
"Yes for being an absolute-". Hold the phone. Who's watching mangears? If no one was then... the pictures she did collect were fairly blurry for having to take them at a distance. She took out her phone, a surprisingly girly cover adored it with its soft colors and tiny bears arranged in a pattern. Pencil shoved it into into his hand, held for a while as she whispered. "Get me a g-g-good picture of the twin bots and i'll forgive you. No way was she going to get her hands dirty."Chaleco's heart skipped a beat for a second when his hand made contact with Pencil's. No don't do that he can't- "Um... I'm not sure if boss would-" Pencil's brows furrowed at him, "That's an order." And then she walked away to observe the Angels at work.
Well if it was an order from a demon, he was obligated to do it then. Man did he take a lot of orders from short people. Of all the things he has done in his life thus far, this was the oddest of them all he admitted. He strode his way back to where the sleeping twins were, snapped a few pictures after making sure the coast was clear, and pretended he was on guard duty.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2015 17:23:04 GMT
Waist skirt continued wobbling on the chair, looking over at the scene by the door, but before she knew it she went from on a chair, to in the air, and then to hitting the ground with a loud THUMP. She didn't really react much to hitting the ground, she more or less just lied where she had landed and stared at the ceiling, just before passing out to sleep, she had been really tired but hadn't really noticed much, but hitting the ground so hard had made all that not sleeping really get to her, and she just didnt want to be awake right now, so the natural solution is to sleep, which she did.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2015 21:51:07 GMT
Mous would shoot back another remark, but she figured it wouldn't do much good to piss off the angels while they were dealing with the ghost. And boy that thing looked aggressive. She stepped back again, a bit on the fence on who she wanted to come out on top in this situation. She hoped that at least Armsocks got hurt, after how he spoke to her. Self-important prick.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 1:30:36 GMT
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, PULL? I CAN ONLY CUT!" Armsocks stammered, the ghost getting more and more aggressive and suddenly lashing out at him now; he managed to avoid the first hit, until something hit him. He rolled his eyes. now exactly WHY didnt that come to mind sooner?
He unhinged Cross-Stitch, Using the bend in Cross-Stitch Left as a hook. The ghost started to latch onto the weapon, steam coming off of the tendril--, he moved Right to his teeth, giving a forceful jerk onto Left and trying to tug it backwards.
After enough tugging, the ghost flew out, and Armsocks stumbled back, the ghost...latching onto him. Oh no.
Muffled yelling could be heard. His face was obscured by a black mass. Oh dear.
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Post by Kro on Mar 5, 2015 4:34:38 GMT
Holy shit that was something they weren't prepared for. Caplet was instinctively about to swing their axe but stopped themselves seeing as it was clearly on Armsock's face. We don't need an Angel with a split head being brought back to the Abbey now, do we?
As this was happening, Hairpin quickly went to the labs and grabbed a proton pack. If anything, he was going to capture this ghost. It was a rarity after all! Not everyday do you get graced by the presence of a naturally occurring ghost. Now it was truly Luigi's Mansion all up in Hell Corp. "It's ok, I got it!" Turning on the proton pack quickly dislodged the ghost from Armsocks' face but before it could get sucked down the vacuum's tube, it slashed it and scurried off. "Cheating piece of shit!" Hairpin threw the proton pack down in disgust. Wow, these things sure are crafty.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 9:48:18 GMT
Mous did her best to suppress a laugh as the ghost latched onto Armsocks's face, stepping back a bit and allowing Hairpin space to rush in with the proton pack. She jumped back as it cut itself loose, though, the thing scurrying past her, though she wasn't about to just stand there. Mous quickly gave chase, dooing her best not to let the ghost out of her sight.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 14:16:43 GMT
He lurched forward as the thing was removed from his face, shaking his head. What was all the ruckus abou---
oh shit.
He fused Cross-stitch once more and looked around. Well it seemed to be on the run...
Avi broke out into a heavy sprint, trying to make damn sure he wasn't going to lose the ghost, especially if it could get back into the building and cause more problems--Cerise was running with him, huh? Alright, he can work with this.
"Watch out, it might try to split up at forks in the floorplan, be prepared!" Boy did he hope they'd be able to at least incapacitate this fucker.
Armsocks noticed demons were sprinting after it already and decided to keep a slower flank pace; hopefully if it was restrained or tried to backtrack he'd be able to take care of it then.
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Post by Kro on Mar 5, 2015 16:54:40 GMT
With these turn of events, Hairpin retreated back into the labs to fix the proton pack. These things were expensive and he was fortunate to have an absolute fund him to even purchase it. Since he was in the lab, he might as well make something sturdier to contain the ghost in. There's no way he was going to let Angels repent it, but if it came to that it would be more of a disappointment. Things just happen.
Caplet on the other hand went over to catch up with Armsocks, stopping the guy briefly to inspect his face. "Milord, are you okay? It didn't hurt you too much?" They were genuinely concerned, but it seemed as if he was okay.
Fedora was muffling his laugh in the background. Holy shit that was rich and well deserved, take that Armsocks.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 0:50:20 GMT
Pencil tagged along with the other demons in chase. Well, not really, she just sorta walked while they ran. She had done enough wheezing and panting for the day.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 1:34:06 GMT
Mous glanced to Avi only for a moment, and nodded in understanding, before returning her attention to the ghost. It didn't seem like she was gaining at all, but at least for now it remained in her sight. At least with Avi here they stood a better chance of cornering the thing, at least until HP returned from repairing the proton pack and brought a better means of containing it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 3:05:28 GMT
He stood still as the other angel inspected his face, glancing off in embarassment. There was a slight bruise on his ego considering the welcoming reception he'd been getting. Expected given it's hell and he busted a window open, but still. Not to mention more interesting things managed to come up and he had to deal with the peanut gallery of Mous and Fedora. Fuck them, seriously.
"I-I'm fine, things happen....shouldn't we follow after the ghost though?"
Avi was chasing after the ghost until....he lost sight of it? That can't be right. He darted around the immediate area of the path, wondering what happened...where the hell did it go.
"Keep your eyes peeled, I think it might've pulled something on us."
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Post by Kro on Mar 6, 2015 4:41:26 GMT
"A-Ah! Yes. Forgive me, sir. We should make haste then." Caplet pulled Armsocks along to catch up with the Demons but it seemed as if the ghost slipped by them. "Oh no, are we too late?" They were now beating themselves up a little for wasting too much time. "Forgive me, I should have been quicker." Let them take the full blame for it.
Well, the two species went off and now Fedora was left to his own devices. He went up to the door to test it out and lo' and behold he could open it. "Finally." He muttered to himself. As the doors were open, Fedora snapped his fingers looking off into Challeco's general direction. "Oye, kid. Help me with these to, to bring them to the elevator. We're taking them back to the surface before they run out of charge." Before he forgets, he slaps Cocktail Hat on the side of her head to wake her up. "We're going." She yawned loudly and stood up, nodding. Wow she was woozy as hell.
Meanwhile, HP was trying to find something he's been working on for the past couple of months. He was sure he placed this particular item somewhere, but he can't remember exactly where- AHA! There it was. "There we go!" It was a round object, but that's about it. Now to catch up to the rest of the Demons. "Alright guys! I got something that can capture this ghost." He showed off the device that was roughly the size of a baseball. Maybe a bit bigger than that.
Jokki had knocked out shortly after the Angels' arrival, the poor man hadn't slept for about 3 days and he needed this quick nap terribly. Where the hell did everybody go, are the Angels okay? Shit, maybe he shouldn't have taken a quick nap, time to look for people.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 5:06:26 GMT
All it seemed to take was for Mous to blink once, and the ghost slipped out of sight. Slowing to a stop, she quickly glanced around the immediate area, scowling a bit at the fact that they'd been given the slip. Looking to Avi, she nodded again. "Perhaps we should check any immediate doors," Mous replied, carefully approaching one to her right. "It may have jumped into one of them to try and hide." She glanced to the angels as they came running, grimacing a bit, but returning her focus to the task at hand. Carefully taking the handle, she tried to open the door...
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 5:22:01 GMT
"Got it~!" He gave a quick salute, put the phone away, and propped Domino over his shoulder. Whoa, was the boss right they were heavier than they looked but nothing he honestly couldn't handle. "Epa! I got you compadre." He gave Domino a pat on his back as he quickly made his way to the elevator, placing him inside, and then returned to retrieve Tux. Dragging would of been easier maybe, but he wanted to be careful with the boss's hijos. The boy would have to return Pencil's phone to her tomorrow, hopefully she wouldn't mind being without her borderline necrophilic pictures till tomorrow.
Pencil cocked a brow at HP, a hand idly twirling at the ends of her hair. "What is that?"
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