The Doors are Locked and We're all Screwed

Fedora quickly hit the call button and settled the phone next to his ear. There it is. Ringing. Mofo better pick up or he's hunting the Angel down.

Sash waved his hand dismissively, "No it's fine! Go ahead and sleep, the Absolute just made a bed tent so maybe you want to crash there?"

The papping then turned into a pap contest. Who's the best papper? Stay tuned to find out.

"Good morning sleeping beauty. Listen I have a job for you, Gloves: the mayor's building sealed shut and we need someone to exorcise the doors. Every single employee in this building is trapped in here, including me and my men. So get over here, pronto. Unless you want you know who coming after you." Fedora then waited for a response.

"I like her! She'th thwell!" Everybody was swell to Sash, though. Swell enough to eat.

Eventually the papping contest led to Tuxedo tipping Domino over and he just slumped over his twin unit. He was now feeling the effects of low battery, Lord save them.

Avi yelled from his position on the floor. "Miss, we suspect the ghost is IN the door, so the best plan of action is obviously for an angel to ATTACK the door,"

There was a lot of panicked noises from the phone for about a solid minute. Finally, a sigh.

Ascot grinned. "I'm glad to see you two are well, sort of getting along? I mean, sure, some conflict would be absolutely amusing, but this is fine."
Domino was covered in android. God save them. He tried to roll over so he could get out from the mess, but before doing so managed to bump into Tux's face, creating a small electric shock. He scrunched his face. Ow! He actually felt that.

"You may have a point," HP started, "But a sweep could end up being too time consuming, this is a pretty tall building that stands several meters into the sky of Daten so it would take a while. May be worth a shot." That was a nice way of saying that the technology to have a quick sweep of the building was simply not yet available. Perhaps HP should work on creating that should something like this happen again in the future. "Our main suspicion's that the ghost is directly in the door, hence why our ghosts are stuck. Besides, we can't risk striking both the door and the key ghosts without some catastrophic results. We can tame synthetic ghosts with our weapons no problem, but who knows about natural ghosts. They're rare nowadays and data about them is scarce." It was known that natural ghosts can be tamed much like synthetic ghosts, but who's to say that the ghost population hasn't evolved to avoid demons.  "At this point, having an Angel come in would be a good idea." 

"In the North, it is protocol for both Demons and Angels to asses ghosts to determine whether or not it should be tamed or repented," Jokki interjected. He was trying to reassure people that they were not weak for calling up Angels for assistance, but handy to have them in these type of situations as well. "If you ask me, that's a very effective way to handle ghosts. I haven't heard them have problems with them as of yet. Perhaps we should be less hostile to Angels should this happen to us again. Besides, we could either be dramatic and smash a window open for the Angel or they can exorcise the door located in the Surface World." He was contemplating on having a window smashed open, that seemed more fun. 

Fedora stared at his phone, then put it back to his ear, "You done? Good. Get your ass here. Bring friends along if possible. Whatever has the doors shut seems to be very aggressive." He didn't wait for the person to respond, he hung up the phone and put it away. "There you go, I called in your Angel...Or Angels, we'll see." Now to go back and take care of his androids. Shit, they looked like they now had very little charge. 

Tuxedo looked away from Domino from the static going off. He couldn't really do much or say much from how little charge he had, but if it was to keep his twin operating he didn't care! He was just there kinda limp. 

Cocktail Hat patted Mouse, "Desperate times call for desperate measures, unfortunately.." 
"Precisely," Jokki added in, "And please, when the Angel or Angels do come in, don't murder them. Unless you all want to be unemployed and stripped of your ranking." He was watching the lot of you. 

"Not much of a conflict guy mythelf, but ya know!" Sash was just glad he managed to get along with another member of the Pheles family. Suddenly his stomach grumbled. He hid it, blushing a little with a cheeky smile. "Oof...Haven't eaten for a while..I'm thinking of going to the kitchen to make thomething, do you want anything?" 

Waist skirt turned to look back a Jokki, a slightly unsettling smile on her face "You say that like a ghost going crazy and getting angry is a bad thing! That would be frickin' awesome!" She stood herself up and put her hands up as if pretending to be a monster "It'd be all like, RAWR IM GONNA EAT YOU! and then everybody would freak out and start screaming and going to beat it up, it would be hilarious!" She began to laugh to herself just thinking of the scenario. She stretched her arms and yawned before sitting back down staring at the door with excitement in her eyes, and she began to nibble on her already chewed up tie.

"Oh you young thing." Jokki cupped one side of his face, he rested his elbow on the palm of his free hand shaking his head a little at Waist Skirt. "It can get pretty bad, you're lucky you're in the West." Saying that resurfaced a lot of things he managed to suppress. Great, now his insides feel icky and gross and he feels like squirming. He decide to take a seat, hanging his head and covering his eyes with his hands. Let him be for a while, he'll eventually feel better. 

Fedora caught glimpses of the flashes going about. It reminded him of the fact that he still had two androids that were nearing a dead battery. Getting up from his comfortable couch, he went over to Tuxedo and Domino, "You're both going to get such a scolding when we get back home, but is...he ok?" First it was Domino, but now he looked fine. Tuxedo seemed to be doing pretty badly now. 
Tuxedo attempted to get up, but his hands slipped. Upon conking his head on the floor he let out what seemed to be laughter but it was terribly glitched. Talk about something that sounds like the screams of the damned. All Fedora could do at the moment was pinch the bridge of his nose. 

HP sighed and picked up his dog as it reverted back to a tiny toy breed. "For now it's only a matter of waiting for Angels to show up so perhaps it would be best to gather bedding material. I don't think we'll be able to go home for the night." Which was completely O.K. for HP. He was considering on going back to the lab and take out some stuff that may or may not include working on some cosplays for an upcoming convention. 

"Alright, let'th go. Let'th be attholeth and bring back the food with uth and eat it in front of everybody elthe." Sash pointed to the kitchen's direction with his thumb. Time's a-wasting, let's get cooking.