Story & Lore

The scribes of Olympus pen down all legends of the heroes of New Athens and can be published into new library books below. (All information here is accessible knowledge in-character by loaning out the respective book titles)
==Lore Books: Group History 3/3==
The scribes of Olympus have three history books on the history of Hell's Coven, housed in the newly built Library of Lucy Killinger.
==2022 Coven of Heaven & Hell==
This story began with an attack on Wiltshire Villa in Dorset, England. A demon killed all family members of the noble house of Wiltshire in order to flush out the archangels inhabiting the vessels of the Lady Maryane Wiltshire and Lord Nathaniel Wiltshire. The ensuing battle threatened to destroy the isle of Portland, so the angels opened a gate into purgatory to sacrificed themselves to keep the evil locked away, especially to protect their daughter Lucyane. Lucy had only recently learned about the existence of angels and absent her family, she sought aid from her friends at school, eventually forming Hell's Coven to later avenge her parents, even journeying into El'jahim.
==2023 Witchpunks of Neon City==
Wiltshire Hill
This story began after the defeat of the Styxian Leviathan in Hades where Archangel Alakai chastised Lucy and the Hell's Coven witches for endangering her mission in Purgatory. Wanting to learn more about what her mother was up to off-world, Lucy investigated Maryane Wiltshire's office at Hexcorp, Cyber City where she learned about the Hex Portal project. Hexcorp project manager Doctor Erik Szhevsk hired Lucy and her witches on a defence contract that sent them all around the multiverse and into the Fae realm to stop violent monsters who were reportedly endangering the corporation's expansion efforts. A mole within the business Stayci Liu later came to shed light on several illegal practices of forced experimentations on magical creatures which took the media by storm. With the aid of Star City heroes, Sylvan Forest cats, Infernus demon legion and the Salvatore Academy students, Hexcorp Labs was shut down. Even city-wide corruption between the Cyber City police force and Revontuli Corp was exposed and handled (through street justice).
The now exonerated scientist Doctor Erik Szhevsk is hired by Hexcorp rival Revontuli Corp after his failed attack on the witch caves under Wiltshire Villa. Dr Erik sought to steal from the Witches of Dorset after the collapse of his lab and tried to extract all remaining arcanite ore from the Portland mines. The ensuing battle had destroyed the caves and the adjoining portal bridging the Hexcorp labs to Dorset, resulting in the infamous Cyber City explosions. Tobias Wiltshire (Lucy's alter ego) now named CEO of Hexcorp handed shared control of the company assets to the Witchpunk coven as a gesture of full transparency, and offered the group safe work and residence in New London, USA. 
New London
But the Red Skulls Gang, local warlocks of Sexton Street were known for their witch massacre and did not take kindly to the coven moving in. A protracted war waged for months, culminating in the warlocks summoning a Hellion dragon to destroy the Hideout Bar and Wiltshire Manor along County Road. Unfortunately the Netrunners were monitoring gang activities linked with police corruption and were quick to respond to the draconic threat mid-summon. The ploy had backfired as the only district to suffer damages was their own neighbourhood. The Red Skulls were forced to evacuate Sexton Street and have since relocated to Groton Port where they continue their efforts to sabotage Witchpunk's day to day operations, even in the newly built Neon City.
At the time, a Devil's Contract which has passed from the warlocks of Sexton Street to the Witchpunks upon their victory in New London, allowed the witches access to a hell plane called El'jahim where the warlock gangs once drew power from. Witchpunks established communications with the demons of El'jahim and learned of their subjugation under an overzealous unit of angels, lead by Archangel Alakai, aka Maryane Wiltshire, who as it turned out, was siphoning hellion arcanite to power her Hexportal projects.
Archangel Alakai was in fact Lucilin's mother, and head of Hexcorp and had been building teleportation portals between Hell and Earth in a plan to take over the demon realm. To stop this over-reach, the Alliance of Worlds came together once more since saving Cyber City but this time, to bring down a rogue Archangel. Demons from the Demon Legion, Cheshires from the Sylvan Forest, dark angels from the Fallen Gate, mages from Salvatore Academy and the witches of Hell's Coven, the Witchpunks banded as one. Together they overcame the archangels but at the cost of their city being razed to the ground. This created a pattern of destruction that has been following the Coven for years and was beginning to draw negative attention. Due to the bombing in Dorset, the attacks in Hong Kong and now New London, the FBI considered three times as a pattern and had labelled the coven as international fugitives. Going by a new name of Hex Coven, the girls fled to a remote village town called Ashoaks to regroup and recover.
Neon City
After half a year since the city bombings, New London and the neighbourhood of Groton Road had finally been rebuilt by the Hexportal Corporation (Hex Corp). The futuristic zone on the east coast rivaling its neighbouring New York city's skyscrapers had been named 'Neon City' for its bright lights. But new gangs from China Town (Revontuli Corp) and Little Japan (Biotech Corp) have moved in, vying for control of the city's rare arcanium resources. Local NLPD are currently working with the Witchpunks to regain control of the city.
America's first futuristic city inspired by the Tokyo's cityscape, was once known as New London. Neon City sits on the east coast, not far from New York, and this proximity to the city of crime has brought in an influx of New York vampires and demons from Massachusetts. More pressing are the corrupt Corporations that have set up business in the area all mining for the fabled stores of celestial minerals known as Arcanite. The supernatural keep their existence from humankind under the Masquerade but as the monsters war for power and riches, the Cyberpunk city never sleeps.
==2024 Heroes of New Athens==
While business continues in America, the witches of Hell's Coven enter into a new age of their legendary journies. Lucyane, now known for her victory over the overzealous Archangel Alakai, is brought to Mount Olympus and tasked with the honour of serving the King of the Gods himself, Zeus. Alakai was an enemy of the Old Gods, who waged war against the extraplanar pantheons and still her angel armies remain sworn to their oath. As a messenger to the gods of Athens, Lucyane was tasked to aid in the rebuilding of an island off the Grecian city where new legends may be trained and gifted with deific magic, in preparation for an iminent cross-pantheon war that threatens the balance of all worlds.
And so begins the third epic of Hell's Coven and the age of New Athens.
==Fact Books: Encyclopedia 5/5==
The scribes of Olympus have five encyclopedias on the items and groups affiliated with the Hell's Coven, housed in the newly built Library of Lucy Killinger.
==Who are The Witchpunks==
Witchpunk is the name of the coven of witches operating out of Neon City set in New London, USA. The name was coined by the original circle of witches, the Gemini Coven who lived on Groton Road before it became Cyber Road. The new coven is lead by Lucilin Anna Wiltshire, second lady of the Wiltshire Manor.
Other members included; Ashenthia, Tome, Cody Burton, Isabella Lotus, Van, Lucy and Vivi Killinger, Florine, Lucilin, Izzyibeth, Talena, Velocity and Selene Deveross, Lunaxo, Vivian and Allice Rose and Minerva.
==What is Arcanite Ore==
Arcanite Ore has been described by the Minster Church of St Cuthburga as celestial rocks deposited on Earth from ages past, landing in 9 different countries worldwide, with different elements scattered across each corner Earth Air and Light, Lightning Fire and Shadow, Ice Water and Spirit. The ore vibrates with preternatural energies that can be harnessed into high tech processes based on its metallurgical properties. The infamous New Orleans sorceress Marylin Anika Wiltshire sold the first schematics of hextech, or 'magi-tech' portals to Hexcorp in the 90's which propelled the energy company into what it is today.
Developed by Maryane Wiltshire for the Hexcorp Portal Corporation, hextech is a method of creating technological devices without battery or electrical dependency using only magical energy harnessed from extradimensional rocks known as arcanite. Hextech weapons have now been appropriated by Hells Coven witches as a means of enhancing their arcane spells. Armed with technomancy weapons and martial arts, these gun-totting mages are known as Witchpunks.
==Who are Hexportal Corp==
The Big Black Corporation invited a merger with Hex Portal Corp back in 1999 to manage the Cyber City energy crisis by using arcane power mined from rare arcanite crystals in England. Now known as Hexcorp, the company recently fell into a public scandal when hired mercenary witches from Hell's Coven turned on the corporation and revealed their illegal practices of trafficking and harnessing enslaved magical animals. Newly appointed CEO Tobias Wiltshire fired all executives and scientists involved in an effort to clean house. However, if Gao is to be believed, these employees have since been absorbed into the ranks of the Revontuli Corp.
==Who are Revontuli Corp==
Lead by new CEO Zara Hart and CFO Irene Revontuli, the biochemicals and pharmaceutical company now trading in eco-centric renewable energy was once linked to the Hexplague disaster that befell Cyber City at the turn of the millennium and is currently a financial giant in the Hong Kong area, passing their rival energy company Hexcorp. In a recent expose by blogger and gossipmonger Georgina Gao, Irene Revontuli was accused of being the disgraced Hexcorp ex-employee Stayci Liu, though this has been disregarded as fake news.
==What was Maryane Wiltshire==
Marilin Anika Summers known as Maryane, was a feared New Orleans witch before her soul was sacrificed to house the archangel Alakai. Alakai and her lover Tariel were sent to Earth to avoid civil war on their plane of Heaven. Tariel was hosted into the body of the Englishman, one Lord Nathaniel Wiltshire while the commander herself chose the american pagan. And so she became mother to Lucy Wiltshire and business executive of the Hexcorp Portal Corporation. Assuming herself into the Wiltshire family, Maryane quickly claimed their Dorset home as her own, giving her direct access to the then undiscovered arcanite wells.
==Map of New Athens==
New Athens, home of the acolytes and legends of Camp Olympus.
Lower Town (Homes)
*Lower Houses, residential home for rent at 40gold a week. - Sarah, Lisa, Mintha.
*Balcony Home, residential home for rent at 60gold a week. - Izzyibeth, Lucyane.
*Upper House, residential home for rent at 80gold a week. - Currently housing Lucy and Vivi Killinger.
Artemis Garden
*Temple of Artemis, goddess of the hunt and the wild.
*Temple of Iris and Arke, the twin messenger goddesses.
*Temple of Demeter, goddess of the harvest and plants.
*Gardens for growing crops, plants and flowers for gardening and foraging crafting and food supplies.
Aphrodite Baths
*Temple of Aphrodite, goddess of beauty.
*Baths for daily cleansing of the town locals.
Dionysus Palace
*Temple of Dionysus god of wine and merriment.
*Temple of Cybele, the mother goddess, protector of mountains and towns.
*Brothel and partyhouse for the entertainment of town locals.
Atlas Plaza (School)
*Temple of Atlas, titan-god of philosophy, mathematics, and astronomy.
*Amphitheater of Camp Olympus, school of the gods, raised to educate new legends in the art of magic.
Athena Plaza (Arena)
*Temple of Athena, goddes of war and wisdom
*Arena of Camp Olympus, school of the gods, raised to educate new legends in the art of warfare.
Themiscyra Beach
*The Amazon Bar, catering to the thirst of town locals.
*Rainforest wilderness for tracking and taming beasts and magical creatures to train for the hunt.
*Glade clearing for rearing and caring for beasts and magical creatures in the animal keep.
Hades Underworld
*Elysium floats in the Firmaments, buts also resides in the Underworld and connects to other heavens.
*Hades, the dark pit ruled by Hades, god of the Underworld. Has links bridging up into Elysium.
*Temple to Hephae, god of crafts and the disabled.
*Temple of Hades, lord of the underworld.
*Temple to Zues, lord of lightning, king of the gods.
*Forge for blacksmithing and armourforging new gear from collected diefic materials.
*Magma fields for mining diefic hellion materials.
*Holy mountain rocks for mining celestial materials.
==Interpol Investigations==
===Case of the Scarab Plague===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on your bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Cairo, Egypt, a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Egypt. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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Menna doesn't have much to pack... In fact, she hardly has anything to her name aside from the clothes on her back. So, of course, the first thing to do is seek out advice, and who better to do so from than the Liquid Assassin Ouro himself?
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Ouro himself would be looking over the letter, whistling in his room packing up his clothes. Some where just basic clothing items. All while he was spinning a curved dagger on his fingers with the ring on the end of it. He wonders how well the airport security has gotten. He was only slightly worried since Interpol asked for him and yet he was wanted cuz of the incident he caused in New London. They would know about that situation and yet they asked for him. But he shrugged figuring there was a reason. He had his suit, casual clothes, and desert clothes. He'd have Luci, fast ship his daggers to Cairo since she had pull like that. Figured this would also be a good to teach Aquamage Menna a few things out in an area where water was limited, get her exposed to the world as well.. Speaking of he should probably check if she packed correctly for this trip
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When they finally encounter each other, Menna only has a small backpack of things on her shoulders, and looks incredibly nervous as she approaches Ouro. "M-Mister Ouro," she mumbles. "I... I found a letter next to me when I woke up, and I-I don't know how it got there, and I think M-Miss Luci mentioned something about an investigation but I-- I didn't-- I've never been to Egypt, I've never done anything like this...!" The poor girl is panicking.
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Ouro puts his hands up to try and calm her down upon seeing her and panicing "Calm calm...." He would emit a very cool and relaxing air around her "Im not sure why, you were also given a letter but maybe Luci wants me to mentor you im not sure. Besides I believe it's good that you experience parts of the world, you need proper exposure"" spots her bag and tilts his head "Is that all you're packing?"
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Biting her lip, she takes a few deep, shaking breaths, relaxing somewhat, especially with the knowledge that he'll be with her. Sheepishly, she looks back at her bag, and shrugs. "It's... all I have..."
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She really did have a sheltered life and was ripped out of her life so she was basically on a restart "Ok we're going shopping then" he would zip off his suitcase and make a phone call for a boat to come to the island in an hour "We're getting you some clothes for Cairo, and luckily for you. I love me some clothes shopping" he smirked as he actually did very much.
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The poor girl went from panicked to flustered with a measure of shame-- she wished she had more to help them with, and hated being a burden... "I-If you're sure," she said after a moment, fussing with her hair and not looking him in the eye. "I don't really... know what all I-I'd need... I'm sorry..."
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"I am absolutely sure, plus it's been a hot minute since I've been shopping so let me spoil you a bit, I'm one of the guys who loves clothes shopping so if anything I am excited to figure out your style my dear" He would chuckle and smile "Plus it'll be my first time to Cairo as well, so we're on the same boat. It may be an investigation but think of it as a vacation and Im sure you'll see things that I can't since things will be fresh and new for you. We'll rely on each ok alright?"
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Hesitantly, Menna nodded, nearly overwhelmed by the kindness. "I... I'll pay you back, I-I promise," she said softly, "a-and I promise, I'll do my best in the, um, investigation... よろしくお願いします!" The last part was said with a stiff bow at the waist, hands clasped firmly in front of her.
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Ouro smiles and bows in return "一緒に仕事ができることを楽しみにしている" sticking his tongue out at Menna playfully "And don't feel a need to pay me back just think of it as a mentor looking after his student" He would pack up his bag. And Have Lucy send his weapons to be expedited to where they were staying.
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The two go shopping, buying the kind of clothes that all subtle, and yet small steps out of Menna's comfort zone, mostly outfits meant for the desert heat.
===Case of the Missing Reporter===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Yucatan, Mexico, a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Mexico. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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AAAAACHOO! Aomame woke with a sneeze that sent the envelope sailing. She rubbed her lips, still tickling from the parcel that shimmied with her snores. With a yawn and a stretch she rolled out from under her favorite napping bush. She gave her armpits a sniff and and nodded with an expression that said “that’ll do”. Drowsily she fished the envelope from the ground. The blank sealed side gazed up through a Pollock pattern of peaceful sleepy drool and sneeze and Aomame pondered the possible significance of the emergent design. Satisfied no answer would come without sacrifices to Apollo, as best she knew, she set off to rummage around the grounds of New Athens for a good offering. When she absentmindedly flipped it over in her hands she FROZE! The insignia of the International Police was an icepick through her heart. “Oooooooooh, god they got me! They’re gonna get me!” Aomame dashed back to her napping bush to hide and shivered as she recalled the time she left that big box retail store with a cart full of marshmallows that obscured the bag of dog food on the tray below the bin. “They’re gonna get me all the way out here! I’m a thief! I mean I’m not a thief! It isn’t my fault! I meant to buy it! Why didn’t that cashier check my cart?!” “I will not stand ACCUSED of this crime!” Her mind raced. “I need a lawyer! And, and buns! And money!”
That sounded about right and with a plan coming together her heartbeat settled from a full blown raga to a waltz. Gathering her courage she opened the envelope ready to face the music once and for all. Aomame’s nose scrunched as she looked up at the clouds and searched her memory… “Oh, yea! Lucy said something about an investigation but I thought she was just kidding. This is the real deal!” Am I gonna need a badge? That’d be good, pretty good, I could use a badge, she mused. She made sure she had her trusty shades, that her crocs had her visa and few 20 dollar bills and ambled up to the baths to resume napping while she had a soak. Ascelin will find me up here, I bet, she thought as she drifted back to sleep.
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Ascelin lays in his bed in his dark cool room, looking up at the ceiling as he had been for the past hour and a half. Thinking of the past, remembering good times and bad times. He closes his eyes and sighs remembering an embarrassing story that involved a dare, perhaps a bit too much vodka and a fire... at least he sorta remembers a fire. "Why did I do that... It's all in the past now, Ascelin... no one but you even remembers." He turns to the curtains over his windows and notices blurry specks of light dotting them. Morning already. Another long and only sorta restful night. He reaches over to the night stand for his glasses, moving his hand over it unable to find them. He touches an envelope on the stand, one that wasn't there at night. He sits up and grabs the envelope. He raises and eyebrow and wonders... "Did somebody come in here while I was asleep?" It's far too dark too read. He gets up out of bed and stretches hard with a long and loud yawn as he walks to the window to open the curtains. The rush of sunlight stings his eyes. He squints and looks down at the envelope.
It says "Ascelin" in pretty hand writing. He flips it and sees an insignia that he doesn't recognize. "Uhhh... ok?" He opens the envelope and reads. Suddenly kinda remembering what Lucyane had told him a few days back. Something about an investigation, a cult, Mexico... he only caught half of what she had said as he had been too distracted by Lucy herself to listen too well. "Inter- pol. Going to Mexico? Órale. Best get ready!" Puts his clothes on and packs some stuff he needs. 1 piece of luggage and the clothes on his back. "Thas enough I think! Alright time for morning bath time." He wanders on over to the baths, waving and greeting all those he comes across. He spots Aomame at the bath. Her name was on the letter! He begins to disrobe and asks excitedly. "Hey there, partner! Ready for Mexico?"
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Chichen Itza International Airport Whether or not the country of Mexico was ready for the zany duo was yet to be seen. The plane in from Athens, Greece lands with the grace of a routine pilot and joins the carriageway docking to alight its passengers. Ascelin and Aomame would be ferried along the ranka nd file of passengers through passport check and baggage reclaim, where a uniformed police woman awaits them at the arrivals hall.
===Curse of the Firstborns===
Act 1 - Introductions
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Odisha, India, a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in India. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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After reading the message and examining the airplane tickets she takes a trip to the library to read up on customs and deities in India. Spotting herself in a dress mirror she mutters to herself "I'm going to spook the natives like this." Wrapping my wings around my body I give a quick shake and form them into a fashionable green leather jacket. I Hold out my hand and grasp a hat from thin air and place it onto my head, obscuring the horns. Finishing off the ensemble with a pair of long boots to hide my clawed feet. Nodding to myself I think "I'll blend right in. Now to the Library, I have a few hours to spare before I need to catch the plane" 
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Ivy arrives into the library a few hours later, flanked by two large owls carrying her suitcases in exchange for snacks and headpats. She notices Tonklin in here and offers an excited wave. "Hey girl hey. Long time no see, how those Abyssal dragons coping on into adulthood? And your young leviathan, Myxel? Hope he's doing ahlright?"
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"Hey Ivy. We're gonna be teaming up on this mission? The Dragons are still riled up from what happened to their little sister - target practice while paralysed? I'm half tempted to open a portal here for them to wreak their revenge. Any Myxel is as mischeivous as ever, I'm not sure if she takes after her mother or father the most." Reaches out a hand to give the owls a gentle scritch. "Do you know much about the case? All I got is an invitation and a plane ticket."
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"From what ah understand the dragon an' Sybil have a history, not sure how or when, but they've done battle in the past an' our dragon lost. Ended up petrified by the Gorgon warrior herself before you came to free her." Ivy reaches into her purse and unrolls the document that accompanies her Interpol letter. "I was at the initial briefin' in Athens with the New London police commander Ada representin' Interpol. The way ah took it, it's a murder case. Infanticide. But they ain't got no leads and that's where we come in. How would you normally solve an unsolvable case Tonklin dear? I'm thinkin' a Clairevoyance ritual but those are so resource expensive, with a low success rate." 
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"Why not ask the child?"
"We go to India, get something that belonged to the child, a cherished toy perhaps, or a body sample. Then we head down to Hades, cross the river Styx, paying Charon his due. Then using the Correspondences we track down the child's spirit and ask him what happened."
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Ivy nods along, understanding that desperate measures call for desperate times. "Alright, whell letter said ta meet with a Commander Longoria again so... how should we head over?" She holds up the plane tickets. "Mundane?" She nods out the window greeting her own waiting dragon. "Or medieval?"
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"We don't want to spook the locals, so let's go mundane. At least until we are sure of how they will react to magical means."
===Case of the Two-headed Goat===
Act 1 - Introductions
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Faeroe Islands, Denmark, a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Denmark. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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Arisaya had been staying in Greece, under the hole that led through the gateway to Hades. The underworld was starting to feel like home to her, from the hellish realms of Tartaros to the ghostly afterlife of Hades. Every day, she would look up at the passing shades, hoping for a glimpse. A glimpse of her. Deep down, she knew her friend was in the other place. Paradise. Where the souls of the innocents reside. She sighs and holds up the envelope about the Norse job. She had heard about some two-headed goat cursing the mountain farmers or something. "Kurro?" she looked around, hoping to get sight of the other demon that lived down here with her. The shadow cat. "Are you awake, kitty?"
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Kuro comes out of the shade in a peaceful corner and stretches her back while on all fours, looking over at the witch "Yeeees? What is it, and why do you keep looking at those shades, theres probably endless amounts of them. Besides, this shadow kitty is much nicer to look at"
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Grim smiles at the flirty cat, and takes a look at her, up and down. She licks her lips and nods. "You're right, you're good eye candy, and probably an even better catch." She floats down from her perch and lands near Kuro close enough to pet her hair. "Did you get the mission memo from Interpol as well?" She holds up her envelope. "If not, I could use the company. The angel girl Lucy said something about flying into a Danish island to stop a goat monster?"
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Kuro purrs slightly, looking up at the witch. "Lucy? the girl who summoned me instead of a regular cat because she was horny? Also, how powerful can a goat be that it needs two demons to stop it" She taps her face "Im curious, but curiosity killed the cat didnt it"
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"Well that is true, curiosity killed the cat, but also, satisfaction brought it back." Ari nods her head towards the hole in the walls leading topside. "As a self-made scholar and occultist, my motto tells me that curiosity is learning, and we must always be open to learning new things in order to grow and evolve." She steps through the threshold and pauses to think. "How exactly do we get to Denmark? I don't have the power to fly nor the energy to last that long in the sky anyway. Will we have to use an actual airplane?"
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"an airplane with like, regular people in it you mean? Well, as long as I get to have food on there its fine." Kuro stands up smoothly and gets through the threshold as well, putting on her rounded glasses "We look like cosplayers to regular folk, good thing thats popular with the nerds, I read all about it on those japanese comics"
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"Yeah, yeah I guess that's some comfort." Ari follows the road down to the beach pier and hops on the next ferry into mainland Greece and a taxi to the airport. "You ever traveled into the real world like this before?"
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"Ive only had a boat in hell so far. But an airplane cant be that bad right? Just a big bird with seats" Kuro seems very sure of herself
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Ari leans back immediately once inside the taxi and chuckles at the oversimplification of the airplane 'mechanical bird'. "Aright shadow cat, just know I'm here if you need to hold my hand or anything."
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"Why would I need to do that? Its just a bird thing" She pokes her tail against the witch "Also i thought witches could fly on like a broom or something"
===Case of the Lost Vineyard===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a bus ticket to the neighbouring island of Amorgos, Greece, a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several island trips between the training camp on New Athens and the Interpol HQ in mainland Greece. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the island? 
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New Athens, Early morning. Luci was already awake and up in the clouds over the town, practicing her aerobics. Her wings guide her along the sky, diving down like an eagle and catching herself last minute inside an air-pocket for drastic vertical lifts. She twists and turns around wet heavy clouds, doing loop the loops to avoid getting her body-tight lingerie all wet. Soon enough, she was done with her morning exercise and sails back down, landing with a graceful ballerina's twirl on the threshold into Aphrodite's baths. She thought she had seen Chados heading that way after a morning jog and peeks her head in to find him, holding her own copy of the Interpol letter she'd forwarded to the team.
"Morning shy boy.... hope you're not still pissed about Caitt ruining you at B-ball last week. You doing okay?"
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Chados looks up from the bath he found himself in after a much truncated version of his normally psychotic morning workout. He regards Luci warily "I am doing fine...although I find myself apprehensive about this trip... also I AM TOTALLY NOT MAD ABOUT THAT GAME OF BASKETBALL" he seems unaware of how much louder his voice got when speaking about his crushing defeat. "Now would you kindly turn around so I can get out of this bath with my modesty in tact?"
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Lucy scuffs and does one better, confiscating all the towels and stacking them on a bench behind her. She smirks and strips down from her lingerie for a quick dip herself. "You'll have to go get them now Chad, show me that leaning tower, see if I can't get it to erect straight up." She winks mischievously while spreading bubbled soap over her skin, lathered over her chest and down between her thighs. She slows down while washing her rump and turns to intentionally tease Chad with a view, bending over to collect pool water for rinsing herself.
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Chados goes into flight or fight mode as his mind perceives her stacking of towels as a declaration of war "I wont lose that easily!" he manages to pry his eyes away from her curves for a moment "if you think soapy...luscious curves..." he shakes his head snapping out of it "are enough to stop me you have another thing coming!" his hands move to cover his holy scepter as he stands defiant. With a war cry he charges forward leaping out of the bath over lucy his athleticism on full display his wet feet skid on the tile floor right towards the towels. In one lightning fast motion he wraps the towel around his waist and turns to Luci triumphant his Modesty in tact for the time being.
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Lucy lays on her belly, watching Chados scramble for the towel. She raises her brows impressed by the athletic feat. "Welll well, good job Tom Cruise." She teases. "That mission impossible slide at the end was especially impresive." She climbs out of the pool, swaying her hips side to side as she walks towards the godling and reaches for the towel, pressing her naked body onto his. "My job as an agel is delivering messages to gods, and I have a message for you... unless you'd rather have a massage instead of the message" she smirks, kissing Chados's cheek as she whispers seductively. "There is famine in Amorgos, poisoned wine, missing vineyards. The people need a hero, unless... you're zero."
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Chados blushes a bright red and staggers back towards the wall as the angelic beauty boldly presses herself into him. his mouth opens for a moment before he is cut off by her message. His eyes widen as her soft words fill his ears "I am not a zero" he blurts out the moment she is finished. "I dont know if I am a hero yet either... but if those are the two options then I have to try!" he can hear his own exclamation echo around the baths and its bravado makes him cringe a little.
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"Swimmer boy's got balls" Lucy grins, reaching to cup the golden jewels. "Come on, get dressed and we'll hit the road. I assume you can't fly so we'll take my yacht. Amorgos isn't too far from here." She spins around and her skin is bathed in glittering, flashing rainbow lights, wrapping her body in the white and gold fabric of a new toga, like Sailer Moon floating among the starts of a wardrobe change and make up. Lucy reemerges from the cocoon of dazzling lights with her wings unfurled and a playful grin. "While you're on this quest, I'm technically your boss but I'm not going to give you details of Hexcorp HR department, you'll only file workplace sexual harassment. Everyone complains when I grab their dick, what's the fun in that?"
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Chados starts to sputter and protest as he feels her hand wrap around his sack if only for a moment. "How are you an Angel exactly? you are straight up demonic!" he continues to rant and rave on presumably deaf ears as she transforms though his words slow a bit as he takes in the spectacle. He shakes his head and starts to collect his clothes "let me guess your Yacht is somehow only going to have one bedroom? maybe dont answer that actually" as he finishes getting dressed he gives Luci a wary look as if considering his fate one last time finally he sighs resigning himself to whatever she has in store "alright lets do this lead the way..."
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Luci giggls to herself, shaking her head at Chados's protests. "You of all people should know angel, demon or gods, we are not bound to human laws and our morality is more, self-governed." She spins around, walking backwards as they talk, all the way down to the beach pier where she spies Mintha and Nerine queuing for a public ferry. "Don't you get it, free will is the one thing bestowed upon us living beings and denied to the serving beyond the realms. If we're being honest, you're probably more free than I am. I still have heavenly rules I must follow. I go into heaven when summoned, fight their battles if commanded. Even here on earth, as a spirit of Eros, I am bound to encourage and harvest love between mortals." She smirks and shrugs her shoulders. "It doesn't hurt to bend the rules and have a spot of erotic fun while I'm at it." She giggles, hoping into the back of her massive yacht. "Yes, it has three bedrooms, but you hot-stuff are definitely staying in mine. Why else do you think I abused my powers and paired you on my team silly."
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Chados looks the massive yacht up and down as he drags his feet behind Luci and listens "Well if your a spirit of Eros I guess I should be a little more understanding...Still though you seem like a particular sort of aggressive" he follows her onto the yacht after a moment of hesitation giving the shore one last wistful look before turning to face the devious Angel "I feel like I might be going through a heroic trial before we even reach our destination" he steels himself with a grim resolve before marching head first into the lair of the beast or as some might call it Luci's Yacht.
===Vanishing of the Cruise Atlantis===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a ferry ticket to the neighbouring island of Santorini, Greece, with a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several island hopping trips back and forth between the training camp at New Athens and the Interpol HQ in mainland Greece. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the islands? Describe your scene.
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Rubs her eyes as she awakens in her beach house off the coast of New Athens, laying there a moment as she listens to the sound of the waves crashing into shore. Laying there with a smile, she begins to hum the Siren’s Call. A beautiful and alluring tune born of abyssal currents and happier times. After what seemed like hours the siren demigod finally sits up, giving a good stretch as her song comes to a close. She looks down to notice the envelope resting at the foot of her bed and immediately begins looking around for signs of an intruder. She slowly peels away the blankets of her bed, letting them roll to the side like a crashing wave as her near perfect body is exposed to the air. Her heart now beating from her chest as she grabs her trident from her bed side, quietly taking a look around with a sinking feeling of dread. Thinking that she had been found by the agents of her father she spent the next half hour or so scoping out her own place before finally feeling relaxed enough to read the letter. She grabs the envelope and takes a seat on the deck, pouring herself a hefty glass of wine before clawing open the letter. Takes a sip of her morning drink and a deep breath as she then begins to skim over the contents of the call for help.
 “Both your presence and that of the Nymph Mintha have been officially requested via the International Criminal Police Organization in Santorini, Greece. Enclosed with this message are a provided means of transportation. Upon arrival it is imperative that you both seek out Police Commander Ada Longoria for a full briefing.” She reads through the contents of the notice aloud as she gives it a bit of thought, more relieved that it wasn’t some malicious act of her father’s agents. Tapping her trident onto the wooden floor with a loud clank, it evaporates into a mist. That same mist wraps around her voluptuous figure like an abyssal fabric. She collects her things and the letter, then makes her way to the ferry dock.''
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The young flower nymph stirs from a pleasant slumber in her small apartment at the edge of the small town and notices the letter on a bedside table. She feels momentarily unnerved by the notion of someone sneaking in in the middle of the night without her knowing, but shrugs the feeling off soon enough since she wasn't harmed. Although she would have to talk of some added security measures for future with the proprietor once she got ready for the day. She opens the letter right away and reads through the message. It perks her right up with its promise of intrigue, so she hops up to take a morning shower, eats a quick breakfast, gets dressed and packs up before heading out, taking a little detour by the proprietor before making her way to the docks. There she sees Nerine waiting before the nereid notices her, but a subtle yet distinct scent of mint floating in the air would alarm the other to her presence soon enough. "Good day, Nerine!" Mintha chirps her greeting with a spirited wave as soon as she reaches the other woman's side, her green skin and hair retaining a warm glow under the sun climbing towards its zenith and the white flowers sprouting from her head and always bare feet look as healthy as ever. "Looking ready for a little adventure."
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The nereid made her way to the ferry docks, and having packed lightly she was able to navigate her way through the crowds with ease. Feeling a bit put off with so many land-wallers wondering about, she clinged to a guardrail that overlooked her domain. Looking out at the rising sun as its radiant beams kiss the rolling waves below. Letting the sounds of the rolling waters and the starved cries of hungry seagulls drown out the commotion of the bustling docks as she awaited her companion for the trip. “Ka pdi qiuhzb…” She muttered under her breath with the slightest shake of her head. “Even having spent months in New Athens.. their kind are still so jarring to be around..” Her muttering stopped by a strong but refreshing scent, a familiar one too. Turning to locate the source, she is soon greeted by the floral nymph.. “M~Mintha!..”
She gives Mintha a soft smile in greeting, seeming genuinely relieved to see a familiar face. Chucking a bit to her complement, she responds “Every day beyond the waves is an adventure for me. Though I must say, you are looking rather… lush?” She would give the nymph another gentle nod before returning to the railing, motioning for her companion to join her. “S~sooo.. We have a few moments to wait as the ferry empties before we can board..” Turning slightly to look at her minty friend with a puzzled look. “.. Have you the slightest idea what this is all about? The letter I was given wasn’t very informative.”
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Mintha beams at the compliment paid to her and plops down her knapsack next to Nerine's items before joining her by the guardrail, peering into the horizon with a giddy smile that reveals her white teeth. She shakes her head in response to the question. "Unfortunately no. I guess it must be something better disclosed in person. Makes me all kinds of curious~"
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Chuckles softly to herself seeing the giddy flower nymph with such a contagious attitude. Turning her attention to the waves below as her lips curl into a subtle smile. “Curious indeed darling… Curious indeed..” She would reply in a soft, warm, tone. Her voice, while subtle and soft, would echo across the docks. A sickeningly sweet sound that numbs the mind in such an addictive fashion. Smirking softly as the docks are suddenly silent.
“Finally.. Some peace and quiet..” She would say as the crowds would resume to their normal volume. She rolls her eyes a bit and faces Mintha with a forced smile, exposing the nymph to the Siren’s serrated teeth. “Such short-live silen-” Her words being cut off by the sound of the ferry's boarding call, a few soft bursts from the ship's air-horn. This seems to only further the siren’s aggravation of sound sensitivity. “Shall we then?..”
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She was momentarily lulled into a silent revelry over the lovely voice as well, and only begins to pay attention once the others arouns also begin bustling yet again. The horn signals the boarding approaching fast, and so the nymph in her flowy and lacy white summer dress picks up her bag again. "We shall!" She skips ahead with steps light and airy like a dancer towards where the rest of the fellow travellers are gathering in preparation.
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Takes a deep breath and releases it as a sigh as she attempts to collect herself along with her things before following her companion in boarding the ferry. Waking her way the the boarding gate where she would offer the attendant her boarding pass for her round trip journey to Santorini. She would take her first few steps aboard the vessel and looks around seeming a bit puzzled, "S~soo... like..." She pauses and looks around the deck of the ferry as she adjusts her satchel. ".. Do we just take a seat.. or?" seeming genuinely confused and lost. Perhaps her first time on a boat, or maybe it's just her anxiety eating at her as she waits to arrive at their destination.
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On the far end of the ferry, a familiar blonde sits with a knowing smile, waving at the two confused-looking strangers. She was out of uniform and dressed in blue bikini beachwear.
===Disappearance of Springbreakers===
Act 1 - Introduction (NSFW, adult themes and elements of fantasy family play)
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to the Grenadine islands, namely Port Elizabeth in Bequia with a passage for two, probably in human guide, but pink naked cats in the Caribbean, who's to complain? The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Jamaica. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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Slowly regaining consciousness as annoying feathered snacks noisily announce the start to another day, the predator in me tempted to show them just how ridiculous was their claim to owning these lands. Bright sun already warming the air despite the early hour. Confusion fill my sleep addled mind as I try to move, half my body trapped under a soft, warm weight. Looking down, I smile lovingly as memories from the previous night come back in a rush as I see Van’s tousled head resting on my chest, laying in bed together in a tangle of limbs and bedsheets, still feeling pleasantly spent. Despite having eagerly tried to break the bed the night before, my member in her small hand couldn’t have been stiffer, probably the reason why my brain was taking so long to process this new day, wrapping my arms around her as I watch her peaceful face, chuckling a little at the small pool of drool gathered between my pectoral muscles, fully content to watch her sleep, heart filled with love, and due to her unconscious stroking, more than a little lust.
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Van first feels the wetness of drool on something hard, heaving breaths, her hand grip holding something throbbing and as her somniferous cat eyes open so very slowly to see the pink soft patterned spots, the realisation of where Van is & who she is with begins to slowly dawn on her as the morning does. Van inhales deeply, beaming a smile filled with warmth of the sun. Out of habit, Van unconsciously resumes sliding her loose grip along rock hard throbbing stiffness, Van gasps happily: (edited)
"MmmmmMorning, Daddikin$."
Van slides down sensually, her luscious lips sensually seal around her father's cockhead, going down on him before they have their Breakfast of Champions: Suzy's Mead. "Mmmmm..."
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A slight purr in my voice as I cheerfully answer, the nice company almost making me forget I’m not a morning person.
« It is a good morning my sweet Van and you are well on your way to make it into a great one »
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The bobbing of bedsheets betray Van's whereabouts, as soft slutty moans from under the covers begin to surface, Van answers her father with a slightly sluttier moan:
"Mmmmmmm...Hm."
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Gently scratching her ears while her lips slide up and down my swollen member, admiring her dedication despite the early hour. As usual her sweet moans and whimpers making me even harder. Moving the sheets to the side so I can admire my talented daughter practice her craft while mentally giving thanks to her goddess.
« Mmmmm you’re spoiling me kiddo »
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Van smiles as she picks up his dick, lifting his ball sack carefully into the air, as Van licks from balls along shaft to prod peehole with the tip of her tongue. Van's eyes flare wide with passion, smiles seductively at her father, moaning even louder, as the licks go up and down faster and faster: "Mmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmm..."
Van licks cock clean on all sides before sliding her lips back around cock, closing her eyes, her slutty moans are barely muted by the floorboards from downstairs, diving her fingers into her squelching hot, tight wet pussy, before Van's esophagus tightens around cock as Van begins to gurgle, choking on cock: Glug, glug, glug.
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Pleasure rapidly building up from her expert care, I feel tempted to just lay there and give her some morning cream, but my love for her as well as feeling her hand going to work on her tight slit, finishes waking me up, and with it a burning hunger flares up from my core. Gently interrupting her vigorous sucking, grinning wide as I gently caress her cheek while slowly pulling out from between her full lips, having to fight a part of me that wants to rebel at exposing my wet shaft to the cool morning air. Chiding my needy cock and willing it to be patient, this only being a temporary discomfort in pursuit of a greater prize. Van knowing me well, looks at me with her dazzling smile, probably able to guess where this is going by her lack of protest at being interrupted. Pulling her towards me so I can press my lips to hers, full breasts and stiff nipples sliding the length of my torso, sending a shiver up my spine and making my stiff cock twitch. Groaning as we kiss passionately, breaking the kiss as I roll us over, cute giggles escaping her as I end up on top. Our bodies being well acquainted to each other by now, I can feel her spread her legs, welcoming me and giving me full access to her bare labia. Thick shaft sliding up and down, spreading her lower lips and sliding between them without penetration, her increasing wetness coating my cock. Her needy whimpers coupled with the grinding of her hips telling me more eloquently than any words what she want to happen, and sooner than later by the hungry look in her eyes. Unable to keep teasing her any longer, my own lust begging me to get on with it. Looking into her eyes, the unconditional love I see there mirroring my own as I say:
« Seems like there’s some work for us today my love, sadly that means we don’t have as much time to play as I would like, but I wouldn’t dream of not sharing the fun, specially since in order to avoid suspicion we decided to use mundane ways of transportation once we get to the human world, who knows when we will get some privacy again »
Punctuating the last word by thrusting forward, burying my needy length in her soft folds with a relieved sigh, staying there, enjoying the warmth of her snug channel, happy to keep still, not moving as I let her adapt to my invading cock
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Van cuts off her father, only hearing a few of his words with a loud slutty moan, which drowns out sound in the Stregatti Family Orgy Room dissipating into the Inn's hall. Van's Vagina immediately forms around Daddy Dick, like memory foam, reshaping to shut close like an aperture & clamp cock tight, only for Van's pussy to vacuum suck cock in deep to drain surprisingly shaven daddy's ball sack dry - twitching lower lips go limp, as Van aches for her walls & spots to be smothered by her perverted, devious desires & desperation for dick:
"NyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaH!" Van takes a few deep breaths to steady her trained Sorceress mind and focus on her withering cognitive abilities such as transcribing thoughts into coherent speech: "Chu know i don't care for privacy being the sExhibitionist $LuT that i L❤vE to be..." Van pauses, considers her father's personal preference for privacy before finishing off that tangent of thinking to ask instead: "Does that mean i should get off chu, Daddikin$, so we can discuss and focus on whatever insane enterprise Angel Lucyane haz install for us?"
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Grinning at her before crushing her lips with mine, pulling back to start thrusting inside her feverishly, her slick walls providing just the right amount of friction. For a few moments the room is filled with the creaking of the bed and the loud wet squelching sound of Van’s pussy getting hammered. The intensity of our wild rutting building up to a crescendo as we both reach our quivering climax almost at the same time, her clenching hole triggering my own intense release. Holding on to each other, panting heavily in the quiet morning.
“I don’t mind giving a show and teaching everyone how it’s done, but I believe humans can be very weird about that. Plus with your mom’s rule for the inn I’ve become used to be discreet. That being said if it’s just the two of us left unsupervised……well I have no doubt that we will have some opportunities for some sneaky sex, so pack plenty of skirts”
Smiling tenderly at my beautiful daughter as we both still bask in the blissful haze of our explosive release. Hands wandering as we indulge in a few more moments of quiet intimacy. Finally shaking myself, slowly sitting up still holding Van who turns in my arms so we are sitting with her back resting against my chest, my arms on either side of her. Looking to the nightstand and the very obviously modern Manila folder resting there, stretching at bit to pick it up and open it so we can both consult the information about our assignment, kissing Van’s bare shoulder before resting my chin on it to start reading and look at some pictures.
“As agreed, it will be better not to teleport directly over there in case someone does a background check on us. Had I been travelling alone, the snail pace would of been torture, but I’m looking forward to do this with you, I’ve heard of this mile high club I really want to join”
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Van moans softly, feels his wet dick slide along her body, his gentle caress, tender love and care; Van feels happy, safe and sound in her father's strong arms, then giggles excitedly listening to her father, while looking at the photo, wiggling her bubblebutt into groin: "I am also soooooo looking forward to doing whatever this is wif chu! No matter what, we are together supa dupa cooLie$...and cheah, i wouldn't mind getting high a mile up in the air wif chu..do we really gotta join a club? Clubs are for nerdz. "
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Looking through the scarce information, only partially succeeding at not getting distracted by Van. Attention lashing on to the one interesting detail in there as I was about to go cross eyed trying to do the math in my head for inter dimensional time conversion, needing to figure out when we would need to board our plane. The name of our contact standing out among boring the technical details of our travel
“Oh Ada Longoria”, slowly enunciating each syllable of our contacts name, as if tasting it.
“I bet you she’s hot, think we will get to play with her? I know this is serious business but no reason not to get friendly with the locals. We could present it as a team building exercise? And from what I’ve heard I’m not sure it’s an actual club but any that you join would automatically become cool.” 
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"CooLie$! i like being automatically cooLIe$. Cheah, i bet Miss Longoria is HawT! So how do yo wanna approach team building wif Miss Longoria...? Just tell mE what to do, i'm in."
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Shrugging a little, I flash her one of our signature grin “We will know more once we meet her, for now I’m confident that just being our charming selves and going with the flow should be enough of a plan”
Hugging her and kissing her graceful neck before starting to get up, having to catch our plane and needing to pack some clothes since we would be travelling in human form for convenience, there wasn’t a moment to waste “Time to get ready Van, I’m sure you have lots of skimpy outfits to pack”
Making sure to shove a few pairs of boxer briefs in my bag, the dad in me whispering about the potential for a joke with debriefing……..a pun maybe. Imagining myself on top of a hill, chest sticking out and hair flowing in the breeze, hordes of dads crying in despair below me as they know they could never match my greatness!!!!
Chuckling to myself at my own silliness, I light a joint to help myself focus, catching a slight visual distortion in the corner of my eye as Van polymorph, a shimmer similar to that caused by the heat in summer wrapping her entire body before fading away, leaving a stunning young human female that quickly starts to shimmy into a tiny skirt and top, making me forget about anything else. Puffing on the blunt as I approach her from behind, also in human form. My arm going around her to offer her the ganja, feeling her take it from me, my hands move slowly down her sides, caressing the side of her breasts, perfectly defined by her form fitting top, I feel her shiver, still naked, my cock comes to rest on the soft fabric covering her firm butt. Hands stopping as they find the hem of her skirt, carefully lifting it from side to side, an inch at a time.
Leaning forward to whisper in her ear as I move her panties to the side, chuckling at finding them already moist.
“Surely a few more minutes before we leave won’t hurt anything”
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Swaying her hips seductively as Van CyberCooL-like takes two puffs of the joint, feeling Daddy Dick harden from the black latex mini skirt inching upwards, as her bubblebutt grinds backwards into him. Van moans looking with a sex-drunk look at her father through the mirror, passes the joint back before bending forward more, shoving thicc ass into groin. Van giggles softly enjoying how hard she can make her father: "Surely, Daddy."
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Feeling her spread her legs to give me easier access as she braces herself against the dresser. The heat from her slick opening radiating on my throbbing cockhead, eagerly getting to work after rapidly burying every inch inside her without a moment to lose, this was the start of a big important mission after all, had to act professionally……..
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Van feels her mind blank out in sexual pleasure only to be woken at the sound of the dresser rattling as a thought fills Van's mind, trying her best to speak, Van moans erotically: "Daddy...i still need...to pack...."
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Athens International Airport
Chuckling to myself as we run through the glass hallway of the airport, still picturing the shocked expression of the smelly man in rags as Van and I teleported in a nearby alley. By the strong stench of cheap wine and urine coming from him I doubted that anyone would give credence to any tales of his, poor fellow probably believed he lost it.
The neutral voice droning through the speakers announcing final boarding for our flight, was starting to really get on my nerves. Good thing Van was running in front of me, at least I had a nice view as our quick pace was proving quite a challenge for her clothes to contain her curves.
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Van felt eyes glued to her bubblebutt, pulling her skirt down, having ditched her luggage at home, Van unwavers from her Sorceress Focus as she bolts; Van looks back at her father his eyes locked on her, she knows what he is thinking, -probably. Van smiles cheekily having to mute her giggle as Van remembers this is no time to play, Van calls back at him yelling in a commanding voice: "Hurry up, Daddy! Gate Sixty Nine is just up ahead! We're gonna make it! Keep running!"
The neutral voice droning through the speakers announcing final boarding for our flight, was starting to really get on my nerves. Good thing Van was running in front of me, at least I had a nice view as our quick pace was proving quite a challenge for her clothes to contain her curves.
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Flight 312
"Welcome on board flight 312 from Greece to St. Vincent and the Grenadines," the hostess's voice sings over the tannoy, her Indies accent clear in her speech. "Flight will be 17 hours, going over the Atlantic. Food and entertainment will be provided throughout the journey. We'll be landing in Argyle International Airport, linking to Bequia islands. We hope ya have a safe flight and thank you for choosing Virgin Atlantic." The voice fades away and other hostesses help you both into your first-class seats before demonstrations of emergency flight evacuation procedures begin down the aisle.
===Case of the Headless Killer===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to New York, North America with a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in New York. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport?
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reading the letter i check the tickets making sure they are first class looking at my familiar you two wanna join me in this. they both jump for joy loving aiding me over the time as I grab my moon blade placing it in a case. Grabbing my phone I go ready to go as my rats look at me speaking into my mind what I can do this alone.... yes I know safety is in numbers.... aren't I the lucy killinger..... come on.... fine I'll get help.... I know someone I can trust. I go to Nicole with my familiars to personally invite her to join me
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Nicole sees Lucy and gives her a big hug followed by tiny pats to Sir Squeeks and Lady Whiskers before reading the letter Woooo that sounds like an adventureee, letss gooo !!! She picks up her bow, arrows and an emergency choci bar in her pocket, following Lucy as they set off to the destination
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I smile as a hug her back as I walk with her offering her a case to store the bow as we travel knowing new Yorkers won't appreciate us carrying weapons knowing we won't lack positivity for this trip new York is quite the city but I do have contacts there that could help
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Nicole happily places her weapons in the case Lucy offered Thats great ! Honestly I'm a little intimidated by the big city, Nicole will be sticking close to you. Is there anything else we need to bring along for the trip ? Secretly starts thinking if she should have apple juice or wine on the flight
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Money I can cover. Unless you have a potion or other items that might be good I can't think of anything. I open a case showing currency from different city and realism as I grab some us dollars to use incase I can't use my card as I have a private car eacort us to the airport
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Ponders for a moment Hmm i think im good, Nicole doesnt have much stuff anyway XD. Im readyyy !!
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Did you know Nicole new York is one of the birth places of punk rock and hardcore punk
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Wooo really ? Hopefully we can see some concerts or go sightseeing after
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The corporate car pulls up with the Hexcorp driver dressed smart and sharp, armed at the waist. They notice the two agents arrive from the building and holds the car doors open for them to enter. Once inside and secure, the wide space inside would provide ample entertainment, snacks and drinks for the drive to the airport.
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Now Nicole vampire even in the mortal realms are quite dangerous so be careful
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Gets into the car with Lucy and admires the luxurious car Ohhh okies Lucy, i will be careful and follow closely. Nicole will watch your back too With a serious face, Nicole adjusts her bunny ears, pours herself a glass of water and pops a lollipop in her mouth
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I smile and nod have a few bites of cheese and crackers sharing some with my familiars enjoying an orange soda for myself I know when pushs comes to shove I can trust you
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Checks when the driver is not looking and keeps a bottle of water and some snacks for later use. Then continues to enjoy her lollipop like nothing happened
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i giggle at nicoles antics smiling at the company i have present as we get close to the airport
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LaGuardia Airport, New York
The drive to the airport in Santorini was a comfortable one and the flight into Queens, New York was even more lavish, with a Hexcorp private jet and hired staff catering to their every need. The nine-hour flight seemed to pass by, and soon the skyscrapers of the New York skyline came into view. The hostesses had explained that the plane would be landing soon and border control would be waiting at the arrivals check-in for their passports review.
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i smile my rats keeping warm in a blanket as i let they hand in my handbag once we land as i flash my US passport to fast track me through it all being up to date and code
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Follows Lucy and shows her (possibly fake) US passport while trying not to look nervous Flashing a smile as she pass through and catches up to Lucy and da ratz
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so nicole, first we see the police, then we solve our issues and then shoping spree
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Okiees dokiess Lucy ^^
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A border control officer calls the strangely tall woman back, with an authoritative barking voice, and beckons Nicole back over. What do you do?
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Panics and looks to Lucy for help L-llucy.. helppp me
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DM note, please give me a /dice roll d100 40+ to pass Deception.
The officer takes the passport and double-checks it again with a suspicious frown. He looks between the woman and her strange-coloured hair to the photo, a few times. Fortunately or unfortunately, his colleagues call after him to check that's causing the hold-up, and reluctantly, he hands the passport back over with an unsure grunt. He does however continue asking more questions. "You don't sound like you're from around here. Please state again, your name and purpose of visit?"
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i nod to nicole to seeing that she has the passport back but moves in to assist I am a representative from hexcorp here on business so I would ask if we can please speed this along, I dont wish to keep my clients waiting nor have my assistant answer all the questions
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Nods nods after Lucy's statement My name is Nicole, and we are here for business as mentioned
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The border control officer takes a step back from Lucy's authoritative tone and considers the truth of her words. Her credentials did check out, and by his accounts, the story was starting to connect. "Assistant, well that explains the nervousness. Sorry to delay you Ms Killlinger." He tips his head at the two before returning to his post, clearing the travelers to continue to their Interpol contact at NYPD, 105 Precinct in Queens
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Thanks Mr Officer, sorry for the trouble ^^. Nicole thanks the officer and leaves with Lucy Waits until they are a good distance past the customs before she sighs in relief and hooks Lucy's arm with her own Piewwwwww, thanks for the help there Lucyy. I was really panicking
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i pull out my phone texting to make sure our ride is ready out the front of the airport as i nod to you allowing you to take my arm happy to help but I won't be able to bail you out everytime so be ready to think on your feet
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Nicole nods and leans her head on Lucy's shoulder Yusss Lucyy, I will try my best
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Imagination is the killinger secret to magic
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Nicole doesn't have imagination, Nicole gets by by being adorable
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leaving the airport the new car picks us up for our trip to the police station as i sigh a moment taking a seat and buckling in ughhh what i hate about traveling is all the sitting you have to do
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Nicole gets into the car and buckles herself in too Hmm Lucy, have you been to the NYPD ? This city looks so hugeee
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no, i've only had one issue with the police in vice city but it was self defense. been here a few time as the CFO but not as much as johnathan on tour
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Ahhh ic, yea johnathan probably has a membership there by now giggles Can't wait till we get there
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amoungst others things, probably a wrap sheet i relax in the car looking through some work emails on the ways as my two rats sit in my lap enjoying the sights of new york city god the traffic here is fucked. now nicole do not let the police intimidate you, were are here helping them not to be their slaves
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Yusssss Lucyyy !! takes a lollipop she stole from the earlier ride, unwraps and pops it in her mouth Nicole enjoying the scenery on the car ride
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New York City Police, 105 Precinct, Queens
The lobby of the police station was crawling with blues. Street thieves are being manhandled on their way into the holding cells, and criminals are being processed into the system with prints. One of the officers approaches you both as you exit the expensive-looking corporate car and make your way into the building. He seems to recognise one of you from a photo in a file.
"Good morning, I'm Lieutenant Scofield. You must be Miss Killinger, we've been expecting you." He gestures down the hall towards an office where a familiar-looking blonde can be seen through the glass windows sitting at a meeting table, in full uniform. "Commander Longoria says your team is one of the best for handling these magical freakshows. We'll need all the help we can get, please right this way."
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i nod to the lieutenant as i walk down the fall approaching toward the familiar women Lucy Killinger, besides being the corporate princess of hexcorp I am also the famed dark witch, destoryer of the order of saint micheal, respect in multiple realms, master of the dark magics, expert in horrors and sister to the most infamous mage you all probably still can't catch... does that show why I am chosen i continue following smile as i remind them I am no ordinary witch and just incase they get ideas of betrayal in the future what awaits them if they try it
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Nicole silently follows beind Lucy, secretly in awe of Lucy's long list of introductory titles
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Ada stands up to greet Nicole and Lucy. She swings her rifle onto her back and makes room to shake hands. Her leather gloves crease tightly at every firm squeeze. "Glad you're here, take a seat. Hope your flight over was comfortable and sorry we're out of coffee" she says curtly, before turning to face the projection wall. She gestures with her hand to have the window blinds closed and lights turned off, before starting.
"The investigation is being referred to as the case of the Headless Killer" she clicks a button and the slides load up, showing a few images of the crime scenes and photos of strangely drained corpses with wooden stakes inside their chests. "But something tells me these so-called victims are no ordinary human. Vampires, is that correct, Miss Killinger?"
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i take her hand shaking it returning as good as she gives as i take a seat looking to her that is a very irresponsible way to handle a gun but yes, granted I wonder if they are actually vampire and not a vampire hunter making bad guesses. some vampires turn to dust when they die
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Nicole shakes the Commander's hand and looks closely at the images brought up on the projector "Hmm do the victims have those sharp vampire fangs ?"
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Ada flicks to the next slide showing body examinations of the beings staked down at the crime scenes. "These three bodies were recovered between Ridge road and Park. Here you'll see the teeth are all serrated, and canine elongated. Wood through the chest seems to be the cause of death, unless it is just injury. These corpses remain in rigor mortis down at the mortuary, if you wish for a closer look."
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I would actually i might know a few tricks to get info
I smile leaning on the table looking up at the commander what does your police for think about necromancy
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Looks at Lucy and then glances back to the commander
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Ada lowers the clicker on the table and gestures to the door, returning her rifle to the front. "Lieutenant Scofield, please lead the way." 
The older dark-skinned man pulls open the door and leads the Interpol contingent down the hallway and through a door, headed down into the morgue. As you enter, you feel the cold temperature biting at you, and the fluorescent lights seem to shimmer and blink on and off. Row after row of dead bodies kept in drawers line the walls, and you see the mortician pull open a few to present the three corpses for your examination. "All yours boss" the mortician says, inviting you to begin.
"OASIS department does not yet recognise necromancy, so whatever you do, cannot be governed as it technically does not exists in our books." Ada nods, giving you permission.
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i smiles at the word boss as i breath in the cold air blowing out a my breath now visible as I move to the bodies examining them closely for a moment seeing the details up close if vampires must be a more generic brand, not turned to dust and stake might be the cause of death i remove the stake from one seeing if it wakes up and also to examine it for marking and runes
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Sure enough, the disconnection from the natural wood frees the corpse from its earthy effects and it begins to visibly heal. The chest wound slowly begins to close and its skin flushes with colour. From the features, this vampire was a good-looking man in life, with a chiseled jaw, thick eyebrows, and blue eyes. Its blonde hair starts to grow back in, fading from grey back to its youthful blonde. The mortician had long left the room but both Scofield and Longoria took measured steps back, cautious of the strange and bizarre scene unfolding before them.
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Ahhhh one of cains children i knew it. The stake must of just stunned him. I admire the man for a moment admitting he is quite the looker in my mind as I prepare myself incase the wake up is violent
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Amazed and shocked at the sight of the vampire recovery, Nicole gets into a defensive stance just in case
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The blonde vampire slowly sits up, showing the stab wound in his heart finally closes up completely. At that moment, his eyes flick open, and a sullen expression washes over him. To him, he had just been attacked and killed a moment ago, and now he was a lab rat to some fleshy mortals. The metallic slate holding him up bends and crunches under his weight as his celerity allows him to dart to his prey in the blink of an eye. He stands at 6 feet 3 inches, towering over the stucky lieutenant. Longria trains her rifle up instantly and aims her gun at the undead, yelling commands. "Stop, or I'll shoot!"
Scofield could feel the vampire's hungry gaze settle directly on him, and fights the instinct to run. "S-sir? We are police, 105th precinct. We're here to help. You've suffered a fatal wound, we think. Do-do you know where you are?"
You sense the situation has grown tense and this man may be in mortal peril. What do you do? Try to ntervene or watch on?
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I decide intervening moving between them moving my hands to get the officers to lower their guns as I go to speak to the vampire do not worry we aren't here to hurt you, I was infact the one to wake you, don't worry I know your nature and do not fear it I speak in a calm and friendly tone hoping to calm the beast and also knowing bullet won't do much again a vampire
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Steps close to Scofield and the vampire while constantly watching his movement. Ready to step in between to protect if the vampire attacks
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The ancient remains deathly still, glancing between the two selfless women putting themselves in harm's way. He contemplates simply removing their heads and being done with it, but he considers their valour indeed remarkable. He looks contemplative over his shoulder at his brethren impaled on the morgue tables and walks to bid them farewell. "Keep them asleep" he orders, looking at the policewoman. His accent sounded European, slavic perhaps. "And you. Give me your trousers, and your jacket." He returns to Scofield and tugs off his jacket to get dressed. "As for you, in exchange for sparing his life, I will have your magic, are we clear?" He stands ass naked before the two girls, muscles rippling and flexing as he swings the stolen jacket over himself. "Or there is option 2.." his dark sunken sockets around his eyes seem to grow darker with black veins stretching across his face as his auspex heightens. "...I protect my secrets, and kill everyone myself." 
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i smiles deciding to see if I can take the upper hand in this conversation, his demeanor shows he cares nothing for killing humans making him a threat but I speak with confidence as i look to him there is one issue to your plan, it is the daytime right now, meaning you leave this area you die, you kill anyone and my magic won't protect you, you kill me, you are stuck here and will die. but if you tell me what I need to know I can use magic to get you out of here alive my rats pop out of my bag speaking to the cops and nicole in deep speak to their minds telling them she intends to stake him after
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===Case of the Virgin Cult Mystery===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Bournemouth, England with a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Cheltenham. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport?
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Van wakes upstairs in the Inn in Sylvan Forest, jumping excited in the air - psyched and happy to finally have received the envelope. Van immediately rushes to pack lightly: In the first suitcase, Van packs clothes, in the second Van packs more clothes. Van takes a quick toke break rolling some of Rowan Dryad's Dank Strain into a few joints, Van smokes one then Van packs a whole bunch of sex toys into a backpack with lube for days and other sex play comforts and novelties, like edible panties. Van wonders if she should pack another bag but then suddenly realises that Van really doesn't need to pack as Van can magically conjure anything from multiple dimensions and alternative timelines.
Anyways, after having wasted the reader's time by being totally insane, Van decides to seek out her friend, Caitt…something she doesn't really do…So she leaves her luggage packed upstairs & heads downstairs to pour herself a glass of Breakfast of Champions: Suzy's, her mother's, Homemade Honey Mead.
Van plonks her bubble butt onto a barstool as she ponders how to get in contact with Caitt: While smoking the second joint, Van finally realises she should communicate telepathically with Caitt
"Um, Caitt...? iT's mE…Vanny...…hope chu are not in the middle of somethin'?”
Van asks exhaling pHat smoke, all super cool-like, then takes a sip of her mead before she coughs and says out loud:
""Mmmmm...ℱuck, this weed is so dank." 
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Caitt wakes up in Athens from a very erotic dream, panties a little damp as she tosses and turns, horny from her dream. As she turns over on her side she notices the envelope on her bedside table. With a long yawn she stretches and reaches over to grab it and see what it is. She sees the insignia of the International Police and that it is marked as confidential. She peers around to make sure no one is around as she tears open the envelope and hauls out the note as well as the plane ticket. Reading the cryptic instructions she learns of this new mission and that she will need to pack for travel.
She grabs a moderately sized suitcase as well as a more carry on sized bag and begins to fill her suitcase with a few clothing options, toiletries, makeup and some maps of Bournemouth, England as well as the surrounding areas. She fills her smaller bag with sunglasses, a scarf, her plane ticket and passport as well as her favorite sex toy. Wanting to pack light but still having plenty of room she tries to stash some non-metallic weapons in her bag such as a police baton, a home made taser and some bear mace. Thinking she probably won't need this stuff but better to have it and not need it.
Caitt heads out of her room to sit down and roll some joints of her own from some Canadian BC kush she was sent. While rolling her joint she hears a voice in her mind that surprises her and almost makes her drop her weed. Gathering her self and realizing she is not crazy, it's just Van looking to chat. "Oh!! Van, you startled me... I was just rolling a joint. Why, what's up beautiful?" Caitt continues to roll her joints and pack up a travel kit. Stashing one joint in her cleavage as she pours her self some OJ and communicates with Van telepathically.
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Van continues puffing away, sipping her Local Mead while communicating telepathically.
"Oh, sorry about startling chu...Cheah, great minds think a like when iT cums to Drug$, $eX and Majix..maybe even Music, butt cheah...anyways, i digress...i was wonderin' whether chu got the envelope thingie from Angel Lucyane, too...? Cuz i am aLL packed and ready to head out to this air portal thingie Humies use."
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Caitt, also continuing the telepathic communication:
"Oh not a problem at all! They certainly do."
"I did indeed receive the same letter! I am all packed and ready to go! I was just about to head out myself. These planes might be fun. I will see you there!" Sending loads of warm wishes, eager to see Van and get into this investigation.
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Van poofs in a side alley near the airport, appears near a surprised CyberHobo, basically a hobo wearing a Meta VR headset and wearing a shirt with the part from the movie Terminator where naked Arnold Schwarzenegger time travels; the shirt reads: "I am Gay for my T-100", the stench overwhelming even her dulled senses in Human Form. Van bolts out the alley, hoping to escape the stench as the CyberHobo with his jaw dropped points his finger at Van: "You! I saw you...You weren't alone...Please Miss T100..."
Van is already out of the alley before the CyberHobo finishes muttering his mad meth rantings, Van has no idea what he is on about and doesn't care as she has a plane to catch. 
Van, still panting to catch her breath from running and for as much fresh air as the city allows, has no luggage to check in so, Van heads to the boarding area. Van looks around to see if she can see Caitt...
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Athens International Airport
The check-in desks were fairly busy this time of the year, with many British tourists returning to England after a springtime holiday in the Mediterranean city. It would be easy enough for the traveling supernatural pair to blend in among them, hand in their tickets and board the plan to find their seats. The homeless man, however, would remain in Van's peripherals like a ghost stalking her on the edges of her vision.
===Mystery of the Red Ronin===
Act 1 - Introduction
You both wake up at your usual rest place, with mail on the bedside. An envelope with the official insignia of the International Police marked as confidential. You've already been alerted about an investigation job from Lucyane so this must be it. Inside is a plane ticket to Tokyo, Japan with a passage for two. The attached file doesn't say much for security reasons, except to meet with police commander Ada Longoria for briefing upon landing. You expect this case will take a month to resolve, with several cross-country flights back and forth between the training camp in Greece and the Interpol HQ in Tokyo. Pack well and have a safe journey. What do you do, before heading to the airport? Describe your scene.
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Starts to pack his bag, grabbing any supplies he might need to bring with him before starting to set off. Leaving Athens behind him for now
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She reads the envelope carefully, mutters and curses under her breath. She goes to the closet and searches through her clothes, at the back of the closet she finds the clothes she used to wear when she was living in Japan for a couple of years, she takes them and puts them on the bed and looks at them a couple of times before Folding it and putting it in her suitcase, she speaks out loud to herself, "at least I have the camouflage."
She looks around her and sees her katana on the furniture, she rubs her chin thinking out loud "mmm... im not in the mood to asking for special permits to transport it..." She takes the katana with her right hand and raises her left arm, opens the palm of her hand and with her thumb draws a symbol on her left hand, places the katana against her left hand and exerts force, it disappears little by little as if was introducing it into her body. She grabs her suitcase and walks out the door heading to the airport.
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Reading the letter, he shakes his head and sighs. Grabbing a drab old suitcase, he stuffs some of his clothing in it, readying himself for the long flight to Japan. Not entirely sure why he needed a plane ticket due to the fact he can rip open portals and travel rather quickly to his destination but proceeds to make his way to the airport.
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Haneda Airport, Tokyo
The flight was over half a day, sitting in a tin can soaring over continental Europe. But in-flight entertainment wasn't bad and the air hostesses gave homely Asian hospitality. The journey only became uncomfortable after landing and filing with the other passengers down the arrivals hall, into Border control. Thunderboy Cody and Demononi Dany would've been on the same flight and are likely to see each other now, stuck in the long queue into passport checks. The line moves slowly giving you plenty of time to catch up with each other, maybe look around you to learn any clues or if bored, use magic to skip ahead.
Scene 1 - Potential clues available based on choice
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Departing off the plane, he notices Dany and nods his head to her not saying much as he looks around the airport. Noticing the camera's near by, he starts to make his way through the airport to a more secure and secluded location. Looking over at the cameras, he pulls out his arcanite ring and slips it onto his fingers and starts to focus the energy in it muttering to himself accessing his Cyber Deck with "Input command, cyber deck; initiate trace objective" hacking into the security camera's.
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She stands in line like everyone else and looks around to distract herself while time passes, she sees Cody and nods back, sees him walk away from the crowd towards a quieter area, she watches him since she is bored and sees him playing with something magical object. She rolls her eyes and steps out of line to approach Cody.
She sits next to him and tells him "Hello! Are you coming to Japan for business or pleasure?" She whispers "What are you doing? You look suspicious, you have to cross customs, it's simple paperwork and don't worry, they speak English, not necessary to do any trick" "Remember im half japanese i know what im doing, i ve done this lot of times, just smile and act like a tourist"
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turns his eyes to look at Dany. Having already connected with the security systems, and speaking in a distracted tone as he watches previous days security camera recording. "trying to see if there is anything to gather from this place."
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The camera footage accessible only shows footage of normal day-to-day passengers moving through passport control. Danyela being wary of onlookers might notice the Japanese customs officers taking note of the pair sitting fiddling with something in their hands. Two of them head over, speaking Japanese to the pair, asking them to show their passports. "Ima sugu pasupōto o misetekudasai! Anata wa daredesuka?"
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