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Today is a very special day.

No, it's not Independence day; that's tommorow.

No, it's not (as far as I know) anyone's birthday.

What makes today important is that number at the top of this discussion.

As of today, The Glass Scientists has hit the triple digits, and that is a huge accomplishment for our favorite webcomic! So here's to you Miss. Sabrina, and may the comic's pages be as infinite as your beautiful imagination!

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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Here, here! :D

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Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Hooray! :DDD *cheers* *confetti* *toasts with a champagne glass of tea*

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Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

Woohoo! Happy Hundredth page everyone!

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Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

((Helen Jekyll (("Wrong century for that, Hatter." Hela glanced at the light, stepping into the cellar. "And we both know you're a terrible liar."

"Dissapointed makes it sound like you expected better from me. As for the length of your stay... I don't know. That'll depend on you."

[Yeah! :D I think she likes most anything, until proven otherwise. ^-^]))

(( "Did I not convey my uncertainty with my tone? Sorry." Catt followed her, making sure the door stayed open behind them. "Intonation is difficult."

"Depend on me how?" Catt wondered if Hela exercised at all in her days confined to her room. If she didn't, then Catt had an advantage of strength, and a latch-less door. Though she'd be loathe to use it.

[Aw, she's so bright and innocent! ^u^ Protect the Huffle!]))

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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

(("You two must get along, then." She murmured, taking a bottle from its rack and reading the label with mild interest.

"I'm not entirely sure. I'm sorta goin' with my gut feeling, really." She admitted. It was too bad she didn't have any rope or string, she could tie the door handles to keep the cabinet shut.

[So long as the protection doesn't keep her from learning! ^-^]))

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Catt Hatter  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(("Us two who?" Catt asked, confusedly as she scanned the bottles for any marked 'chocolate'.

"Oh." That's boring, or maybe dangerous depending on how things go. She thought.

[Nope! Just keeps her from dying. ^-^]))

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Helen Jekyll  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

((Hela set the bottle back and gave Catt an irked look. "You and intonation?"

"You sound disappointed in me again, Hatter." Though her scow couldn't be seen through the cabinet doors, it could easily be heard in her tone.

[Yaaaay, not dead Huffle is my favorite Huffle! If she did die, she'd maybe become a ghost... hmm...]))

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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

((Helen Jekyll ))

A man and a woman boarded a train for Glasgow.

The man looked to be in his early forties. He had medium-dark brown hair--graying at the temples--and wore, among other things, a green waistcoat which nicely accentuated the kelly or emerald hue of his eyes. By design, his bow tie matched perfectly. He carried a suitcase in his left hand, the right occupied by a cane.

The woman was Helen Jekyll.

The man, her great-great grandfather, Henry.

They found their seats without incident.

Truthfully, the train was not very crowded, as they were leaving at an off time of day. As it happened, they had the entire cabin to themselves, a rare occurrence indeed.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"I know I must have said this a hundred times, but it really is an honor and a pleasure to meet you, sir." Helen said with a smile, settling into her seat.

"As a kid, I never thought I'd meet the Dr. Jekyll, yet here I am."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Henry, for his part, looked simultaneously flattered and a bit sheepish.

"Likewise," he returned. "I never envisioned I'd get to travel to another dimension and meet family," he said, giving Helen a fond smile as he stowed the luggage in the racks above their seats.

He sat across from her, content to see where they'd come from rather than where they were headed on the upcoming train ride.

"I do hope I don't disappoint you, Helen. You mean the world to me. Yet I fear I may not quite meet your expectations if you've put me on a pedestal," he confessed. "I'm just a man, after all."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Not to worry, doctor. I'm not easily disappointed, unlike my counterpart." Helen assured him, "And no matter how the rest of today goes or what happens tomorrow, you're still my grandfather. Still family."

She crossed her legs and clasped her hands together on her lap, flashing another smile.

"So, try not to be too nervous, alright? After all, this is a bit of a vacation, really. And I promise I don't bite."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"I appreciate that, Helen," he said, breaking into a smile.

He rested his right ankle on his left knee and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sometimes I do need a little reminder," he admitted with a chuckle.

The locomotive started slowly rolling forward to pull out of the station.

"So our journey begins," he observed.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She looked to the window, "So it does."

"We ought to make a toast of sorts," suggested Helen, turning back to her grandfather, "Though I'm not entirely sure it would be 'valid' without food or drink."

Chuckling, she added, "I guess we'll have to ask the Gods of Hospitality."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

He chortled.

"We'll keep the toast in our hearts, and celebrate it with something later, in the dining car. How's that?" he asked with a pleased smile.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"That sounds perfect," She nodded, her gaze warm with affection, "A brilliant solution as always, Dr. Jekyll."

"Speaking of the dinning car, I assume we'll be given lunch?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"You flatter me," he returned warmly.

"And, yes. There's a full luncheon service awaiting us there."

He pulled out his pocket watch and took a look.

"I believe it begins in thirty-two minutes, in fact."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"A little over half an hour from now... That should give us plenty of time to chat, then!" She realized and smiled. "What would you like to talk about?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

"Whatever you like," he returned with both politesse and a genuine warmth.

"Do you have any questions you've always wanted to ask, by chance? If I'm not being too presumptuous," he added.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Oh, no at all!"

She smiled sheepishly, admitting, "As a matter of fact, I do have quite a few."

"But rather than have this be an interrogation, perhaps we could take turns? You ask a question, then I do, and so on."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Certainly, if you like," he agreed.

He set both feet on the floor and straightened his posture, then dipped his head as he extended his right hand, palm up, in what looked for all the world like a seated bow.

"Ladies first, should you feel so inclined."

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"I couldn't refuse such a chivalrous offer," She replied, nodding her head and grinning.

"First off, the most important question." Helen paused for effect. "What's your favorite color?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

Henry burst out laughing, a merry, ringing sound.

"Oh, you're too rich," he told Helen, recovering himself.

He cleared his throat.

"Green," he answered, with a sweeping gesture down his waistcoat. "Though blue's a close second."

"What's yours?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Helen blushed, delighted by his reaction. "Coincidentally, it's green as well, though purple is my second favorite."

She tilted her head to the side. "Did you like green before or after you created your potion?"

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Before," he replied. "And purple, too, though I came to like that one less as the years went by..."

Too many people. Too many deaths.

"Still, it's a fine color, despite its associations. Does it have a more positive meaning in future?" he asked, genuinely interested to hear the answer.

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"The things associated with colors don't matter very much then," Helen answered after a moments thought, "Other than wearing all black for mourning or white for weddings, people tend to put on whatever they'd like."

"Oh, and there's plenty of exceptions to the weddings and funerals."

She turned sheepish, realizing she might've given too long of an answer.

"So, uh, it doesn't really mean anything either way, I guess."

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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

He listened intently as Helen spoke.

"That's quite interesting, Helen. Black and white more or less holding their associations, even as the other colors go devoid of them. Hm."

The wheels turned as he nodded to himself...then focused back on her.

"Any reason you like green?" he wondered. "And..." he couldn't entirely suppress a faint, somewhat self-conscious smile, "was it before or after you created your serum that it became your favorite color?"

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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

She turned her head aside and brushed her hair out of her eyes, blushed.

"It was before." Helen managed to meet his eyes for a moment before looking to her lap. "You're actually the main reason I like it, because of your potion."

"I thought it was fitting that something that could help so many people would be the color of life and goodness."

Her gaze flickered up, then down again. "Of course, I wasn't as fond of green after taking it myself, but I've gotten over that."

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RBDECEPTICON17 • 2 years ago

Hurray!! Triple digits! X3

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Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago

YESSS!!!! Happy 100th everyone!

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Elaina Hyde • 2 years ago

Woah! Cool! :>

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The Fox • 2 years ago

Hyde Without a Jekyll:

Sterling nodded a faint smile playing in the depths of his eyes, "Sounds

like a good place to start! Malemi, was that near where she was

before?"

He began walking in the direction of Hyde Park.

The Fox:

Malemi's ears flattened as he threw a glare at the two of them. He muttered something under his breath before addressing Emerson, his temper flaring slightly.

" I don't know. I never got to meet her and I sure don't hear much about her. I know just about as much as you when it comes to her, and that ignoring the fact that I sick this time, so I know even LESS than you two. "

He started moving faster, his tail lashing side to side.

" I know where I was born, where I hunt, where spawns are...I know where

Through is, where I fought Khoros, how far we are from the flat, but

HELL if I know where her post was! "

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Off in the distance, heading right towards the little group, a crow and hound were making their way towards the spider's lair, each with their own minions on hand. With the hound, a man with ill fitting clothes and a beat up cap walked with a carefree stride. With the crow, a handful of others like it flew along its sides.

Jekyll1886:

"Sh*t," cursed Lewis, low and urgent.

He turned and bolted down a side street, tossing a hushed and frantic warning over his shoulder:

"Come on! Or we'll have company!"

If the three could just get down South Audley Street, they could cut around and approach Hyde Park from the south. He prayed they could also avoid the approaching Beasts in the process.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited

"Oh well, pardon me for assuming your creator would have a little more courtesy than to abandon you in the middle of London." Sterling snarled at Malemi's ingratitude for his (and Lewis's) help, "But I shouldn't be surprised considering she was a demon. Just like one to release it's hell-spawn onto the world and leave--"

Lewis spoke and darted off.

"The hell?" Emerson muttered under his breath as he watched the skittish fool disappear down a side street. He glanced about trying to see what may have spooked the goose but saw nothing.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

The word "Hell-spawn" caught his immediate attention, energy coursing through his body, sending shivers down his spine. His heart grew tight in his chest with a sickening energy. He whipped around and gave a wide, savage grin to Sterling, his eyes flashing dangerously.

" That I am, THAT I AM, and I'm mighty proud of it too! You don't even know the hell I've wrought! I'm the Smoke and the Flame, the Sin and the Sinner! I--!! "

The distant presence of Errack and Orin came down the street and took the fire right out of him. He looked to Emerson before shotting across the street to where Lewis was, his heart now racing painfully. His fur stood on end while his tail twitched spastically.

He turned to Weir with a frightened look.

" We have to get out of here. NOW. "

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Callum looked up at the sky with a satisfied grin. He could feel a storm coming over the horizon, more specifically a particular crow headed right at them. He patted the hound next to him and whisper.

" You feel that? We're gonna have a good ol' fight today. "

The red eyed hound didn't respond or even acknowledge the man's touch. It simply kept on making its way down the street, the scent of the trio getting closer with each step.

Errack glided confidently through the air as the spider's lair was coming closer. If his plan went well, he'll have gotten here before the ghost and his friends did and he'd swoop them up and take them to his domain where he could do as he pleased. The crow chuckled to himself while his minions kept up with their master. One held a strange vial in their claws, its shape familiar to those who've seen it before.

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The Fox  The Fox • 2 years ago

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited

"Dammit, Sterling, come on!" hissed Weir as he slowed his pace to shoot an urgent look back at the specter. It was no less serious than Emerson's expression had been when he'd told Lewis to avoid Catt, lest the doctor meet Sterling's own fate.

Malemi caught up with Weir, and spoke.

Lewis concurred wholeheartedly, as evidenced by a nod and a knowing glance. He quickened his pace again, rushing by Tilney and Great Stanhope Streets, only to hang a left at Curzon, followed by a quick right onto Derby Street.

((Hyde without a Jekyll ))

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Emerson was beyond confused. With the egotistical cat spouting off his many self given titles pulling in one direction and Lewis running like a rabbit in the other, he felt it was only out of good luck they both began to flee from the scene.

"Will someone clue me into why we are running?" he asked annoyed, catching up to the duo, and noting Lewis's forceful expression.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

" Errack and Orin are looking for us. "

He looked to the ghost with wide eyes. His ears were swiveling in every direction, listening for any sounds of pursuers. He handed the igniter to Lewis and armed himself with his own claws. Malemi could feel them coming, growing nearer...

He clutched his chest, trembling.

" Errack...He's behind us...He hasn't gotten to too close yet. Orin is close, very close. We're going to have to get past them somehow. "

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The hound kept tracking them steadily, never pausing in its pursuit. A rush of excitement shot through Callum, making him antsy for some action. His hands curled into tight fists and soon a giggle left him. He shook his head to keep bring himself back. Not yet, not yet...

The boarding house came into view much to Errack's pleasure. He flew down and landed on the adjacent house to its left along with the rest of his flock. He signaled for the vial with a claw and turned to watch the boarding house.

In the distance, he could feel the hound's presence approaching with Callum. He croaked to himself unhappily. A change of plans was in order it seems. For now though, he would remain there and wait. No use rushing into battle early.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

"We've gone exactly the opposite direction," put in Lewis. "I'm hoping we can get to the park's south side without coming out from the cover of buildings until we must."

He tucked his cane under one arm and accepted the igniter from Malemi.

"I've no intention of running afoul of that mad dog and his host, nor the world's nastiest murder of crows. But, just in case we do encounter them..." He glanced at the igniter, then to Sterling and Malemi.

And kept running. Through the Pitt's Head Mews and Little Stanhope Street, past Hertford and onto Down, then Brick Street and the tail end of Park Lane. A mad dash across Wellington Place led them into Grosvenor Crescent and its mews, only to come out onto Wilton Place.

Knightsbridge Road lay just ahead.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

"You better not set London on fire!" hissed Emerson in response to Lewis.

They kept sprinting towards the park. Sterling easily kept up with the lot and even took the chance to glance behind them, partially hoping that the flat mates were completely mad, as he had seen neither head nor tail of the dreaded beasts. He was not ready to face Errack yet.

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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Malemi raced alongside the two of them, panic growing more and more. The moment they had bolted, Orin had heard. Behind them, the presence of the hunter drew closer and closer. Wild howls echoed out behind them along with the sounds of tearing clothes and frenzied laughter.

He could feel the hound's intense gaze burn into him, its breath on his neck, teeth already pulling at his fur. Something he hadn't felt in a long time started to surface...Something that he felt when he ran into Kei, a pure, primal sensation of terror. Having Lewis and Emerson there did little to alleviate his alarm, but their own presences kept his terror from completely overcoming him.

Had he looked behind them though, he would've seen that there was not one hound, but three, and Callum had replaced by a tall, lumbering wolf man with a look of utter fiendish joy.

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Errack's feathers fluffed up in outrage. He was late! Not only late, The hound was tracking them!!

The crow's third leg trembled with excess emotion as he signaled to his flock to follow. A flurry of feathers and claws flew down in pursuit while he remained there. His hope was to come in when the fight was ending and completely decimate a tired and exhausted dog and his lackey.

And if it didn't go that way, he could always try and find the trio himself and use his minions as a diversion.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

"Oh, give me a little credit, Sterling!" shot Weir, changing course as he felt the pack gaining ground behind them. "I'd not torch my home!"

He heard the howls, and his blood ran cold.

Followed by a surge of adrenaline arcing through it.

Lewis took a quick right and raced through Albert Gate into Hyde Park, aware the buildings were useless to them now.

I've been fleeing like a person, while they've been tracking us like hounds.

Idiot! he berated himself silently.

They crossed the Carriage Road and Rotten Row, beating a hasty path across the Dell to end up on Serpentine Road. Just beyond it, a myriad of little paths and walks split in a half-sunburst pattern.

Plenty of options, thought Weir.

"I'm open to suggestion, Emerson. If you have none, we shall simply have to turn and face them."

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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Luckily the park wasn't overly crowded today, yet there were still a few who were having a lovely picnic or stroll. However their activities quickly ended as they caught sight of a man and massive cat being perused by three hounds and a wolf-man. Shrieking and shouting, pedestrians took off in several directions. No doubt the police would arrive on the scene soon.

"There's three dogs and a werewolf behind us." Emerson stated, the adrenaline finally kicking in as emotions were put aside for pure action and logical planning. Granted it was not often he made the plan but his experience hopefully would make up for it.

Facts and ideas moved through Sterling's head faster than his feet moved across the park.

Fact: Buck hill was about 1 kilometer North East.

Fact: A police station was about 500 meters North East.

Fact: They were running roughly 800 meters per minute.

Fact: Running away from wolves, dogs and especially werewolves only made things worse.

Fact: Dogs could track them by smell.

Fact: There was a lake behind them.

Fact: The dogs were behind them.

Fact: Wolves could be scared off with intimidation.

Fact: These weren't wolves or dogs or werewolves.

Fact: They were out numbered.

Fact: They probably all had heightened senses.

He was in a situation similar to this before. Chased by a pack of werewolves in a forest. How did he escape them by running? Think! Emerson commanded of himself. Thin--

The idea stuck him like lightening and it was all he could do not to smile.

Fact: A strong wind was blowing towards their pursuers.

"Fighting is a terrible idea." Sterling scoffed, "We're outnumber, they have heightened senses, and while they can probably see me, I won't be able to do anything against them."

They were almost upon the intersection, nestled in mini forest.

"Here's an idea. Lewis burn the trees." So much for subtly but Callum was the first to kill it with his b*tch persona.

God, I hope this works! The frantic thought raced through his head. So many things could go wrong.

"Mr. Smoke and Flame can hide out in the middle of it and fry his tracker's senses while us innocent specters can run away to live another day." He glanced at the people darting in every direction. Families, women, children, men.

"Malemi you need to own up to your mess, and cure your plaguing presence on the world." He looked at the cat and the doctor, "If I don't see you in ten--fifteen minutes, do me a favor and put a lid on your over-lived life!" A melancholy smile tugged at his lips.

God, I hope this works!

He was unsure if the cat understood his intent but Sterling banked on Lewis understanding it. He couldn't believe what he was doing. Breaking every statement just to help those he hated. Emerson just hoped he was doing the right thing.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Infernal ecstasy filled Callum fully, electrifying his soul and driving his limbs forward with rapturous life. His long claws sent soil flying behind him and marked his path of destruction through the once peaceful landscape. The three hounds had split again, making their numbers six, and pounded the ground with endless vigor. Three turned away and doubled back to face the cloud of crows descending on the group of hunters with claws outstretched.

Callum looked back and laughed uproariously.

" Ha HAA!! COME AND GET US YOU FLYIN' F*CKS! "

Another fit of laughter took over and he ran off after the other three hounds, his teeth screaming for bone to crush.

Errack in the meanwhile was nowhere to be found...

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Malemi started to pant, unable to keep his speed up much longer. He manged a swift glance at the hounds behind them and felt his heart almost stop. They split again and they were fighting off a murder of crows, Errack's crows, while Callum had changed into a crazed wolf with hunger in his eyes.

He pushed himself harder, his lungs beginning to burn, when Sterling replied to Lewis. He listened closely as Sterling went about explaining his plan. At first, he thought the ghost was mad. How dare he suggest Malemi turn to face them on his own! But understanding dawned on him when the ghost gave a morose smile to him.

They entered the copse of trees and he smiled back with a daring look in his eyes.

" As if Emerson. "

With that, he swiveled back and let out a roar, a wordless challenge to the snarling faces of the hounds. Callum came thundering down the path with a howl of his own and stood at the sight of Malemi. He looking Malemi over with wicked intent while Malemi bared his teeth in a show of bravado.

Callum looked at the hounds and back to the defiant beast and snapped his fingers. All three shot forward but they didn't get far. Smoke had flooded out of Malemi, choking the air and all its occupants. The expected yelps were heard as well as the flustered beating of frantic wings as Errack beat a swift retreat.

The shape shifter however was not heard. Callum had expected the assault and dodged to the side and launched past Malemi and continued his chase. Meanwhile, Malemi ducked in and out of his smoke and launched an guerrilla style offense against the red eyed beasts. For every attack, he billowed out more smoke to keep his attackers confused and bewildered.

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A thick smoke hung thick over the grove of trees eliciting screams of fright from bystanders watching. Some sent out for fire fighters while other watched in horror.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

Lewis, meanwhile, had ignited trees as he ran, knowing the prevailing wind would speed the blaze on its way.

It soon spread south, toward the hounds.

He consoled himself (regarding everyday citizens and his obligations to the Organization) that the fleeing parkgoers had perfectly good pavement paths by which to make good their escape. And that the fire brigade ought to be there shortly.

Weir himself bolted down a northwest path for the nearest police station, one he knew to be located right next to the park's Guard House.

However, he'd only made it halfway there when he sensed Callum behind him.

And what of Errack? he wondered, reaching out metaphysically in an attempt to find him.

At the same time, he slowed to a stop, ready to face his pursuer.

Pointing the nozzle of the igniter to the ground, he turned...and waved in greeting.

"Hello, Callum!" he called with a smile. "Fine day for a jog, don't you think?"

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Emerson broke through the smoke and fire coming out unscathed. A quick glance around the area revealed many bits of information.

The plan had been a success in many regards. The hounds were easily being defeated (Malemi seemed to be holding his own well enough, for a sick cat), the smoke had created a way to cloak battle from viewers, and the fire a reasonable cover up. No doubt the police would be emerging from the Hyde park's station in seconds and firefighters were surely to follow. Lucky for them the roaring blaze was right next to one of the park lakes.

Malemi had to just hold out a bit longer until Weir was able to reach the hill. Though as Lewis was almost to the police station a massive dark werewolf blocked his path.

Sh*t.

This turn of events meant a change of plans. Sterling changed his direction from that towards a man who looked like Lewis to the doctor himself. As he pivoted Emerson caught a scene of crows and dogs fighting beyond the smoke. Errack was here.

Sh*t!

Sterling took off full tilt towards Weir, and could that man run! In a matter of moments he was besides Lewis.

"Forget him! We need to move!"

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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Callum rose up to his feet with a dark, roguish look in his eyes. His shirt was torn apart with only a scrap of cloth hanging on his back. His pants remained mostly intact though his boots didn't survive the ordeal, his massive paws spilled out onto the ground. His eyes were live with a great, furious energy the twisted and writhed in him. It was like a snake thrashing about in the center of his very being.

The werewolf grinned back, his tongue lolling out his jaws, yearning for blood.

" Speak for yourself! You didn't have to f*cking run y'know? You're making my job a whole lot harder ya damn bastard! Now you've gone and started a fire!

Now come with me or sh*t here's gonna get real ugly. "

His voice was a perpetual growl and his body was tense and impatient. He shot a look up into the sky and snarled out in glee.

" Well, look who it is! "

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Errack had flown clear of the smoky battle and flew along the side of the thicket in hopes of spotting the ghost. He hissed out furiously, the smoke of a fire coming over the trees. He rose above the canopy and pushed through the thick smoke billowing up. He popped into clear air, the front of the thicket untouched by the growing fire, and spotted Lewis with Callum.

He glared down at the two and dove down...

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Malemi had started the fight well enough. He had given it his best effort, weaved between the three hounds and clawing at them the best he could, but soon, he was swiftly being overwhelmed by the beast's numbers.

A swift kick in his side sent him sprawling as another came behind him and bit his scruff. He let at a violent snarl and slashed the dog's nose. He went to crawl away but felt the weight of the third hound slam into head, pinning him down. An elbow buried itself in its side causing the beast to yelp.

Now fighting for his life, he squirmed out from underneath the injured and hound and darted away into the trees. He could smell the oncoming fire and saw a darker smoke beginning to join with his. Turning back, he saw the hound's emerge with enraged howls. He turned back, running with every once of energy he could muster. He had to run, he had to keep going...

--

Feathers and blood lay on the ground with the corpses of crows whose bodies were gutted and ripped apart. Satisfied with their work, the other three entered the copse to join the others while a tall, blue eyed hound slowly emerged from behind a tree, trotting after them as though the whole situation was nothing.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

Callum rose and addressed Lewis.

"I was running from--" Weir broke off as he caught sight of Errack. "'Speak of the devil'..."

Callum noticed the baleful crow as well.

Deciding the two could sort out their differences themselves, Lewis took Sterling's suggestion and ran for it, praying he could reach the police in time.

He felt Malemi in trouble, then racing their way.

If only Emerson weren't dead! Weir lamented. He wanted to defend Malemi. He wished Sterling--apparently a fast runner in life--could go for the police. He didn't know whether to turn back and help one flatmate or keep running and possibly save the other, if Errack came for him. Lewis could feel the hounds' approach like a gathering storm.

In the end...he just kept running.

Back to the world of men. To police and guards and rangers, to additional manpower.

There was simply no hope of overcoming so many foes on his own.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Callum rose to his full looming height. His dark fur against the grey sky darkening with smoke. At least his pants are still in one piece. was Emerson first thought. But Lewis took his advice and broke into a run--making it his last thought about the creature.

Easily keeping up with Lewis and sprinting towards the station he once again glanced back. Errack.

Shit!

No doubt that the crow had seen him running besides Weir. This wasn't a battle they could win--not alone. If they could only find Selan....

A few seconds they were practically upon the Guard House. The solid doors that could possibly protect them--

The Guard House doors swung open and a blue suit emerged, doubt coming to see what the ruckus was about.

"THE DEVIL IS GOING ON 'ERE!" The first man to appear shouted out. (His voice oddly familiar to Lewis.)

A tall, thinner, younger man quickly appeared behind the first, "W-W-Werewolves and W-Witches!", he stuttered out. (Another familiar voice)

"I can bloody well see that!" The first man yelled, pulling out his club and reading his whistle. "Go get the others!"

With that the younger man hurriedly and shakily ran back inside while the older first man blew his whistle and approached Weir, Sterling, Callum and company. "BREAK IT UP YOU TWO!!"

Emerson hopped the police could handle their own against the beast...just long enough to make it to the hill and well enough to survive.

"Keep running." Sterling hissed. "If anyone has any hope to live we need to find Selan."



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Callum put one foot forward, one foot back, and spread his arms out wide in eager giddiness. He roared out in challenge to the dark bird, happy to finally get the fight he was longing for. Any sense of humanity finally fell apart to the great, ugly hunger for carnage.

" COME ON, I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY!! "

A feathery blur shot right into his stomach in response only to be caught by a swift hand and thrown to the side. Errack rolled across the ground with a wounded caw as Callum leapt on top of him and began making short work of the bird. Blood stained his muzzle and glee blinded him to his surroundings.

Errack didn't resist, sending out a emergency call to all crows that may be near. His eyes rolled up as he was gutted with wild fervor and soon life drained away from his form...or so it seemed. A feather caught a breeze and rode the wind. As it did, Errack's form exploded into the world and beat his wings with frantic energy.

He saw the ghost go to the nearby station so, summoning a draft to carry him, started to glide back around to come from behind the station.

--

He had sent Callum on a simple errand and this is what he was given?

Orin trotted through the mayhem surrounding him, surveying the destruction with a critical eye. He took note of every detail, from the upturned soil, to the thick smoke covering the area, the fire up ahead...

And most importantly, his six doubles surrounding Malemi in the distance.

He turned off of the path of ruin made by Callum and followed the path of his doubles.

--

Malemi was a sitting duck.

His body was too exhausted to keep fighting the hounds and he was acutely aware of his body still hadn't recovered from the trip to Through. He clutched his rib and he panted heavily. The hounds all watched with bright, wild eyes while they circled around him, keeping him corralled.

He glared back at them but didn't do much more. He could feel nothing but Orin's presence crowding him and didn't notice the source of it coming up behind him.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

"HELP! Monsters!" cried Weir as he raced past the police, fear etched upon his every feature, as if he were a hapless Londoner attacked by something otherworldly on his otherwise perfectly ordinary day at the park.

He passed the police station, ran between the Guard House and the Superintendent's Lodge, and suddenly hared off to the left, into another group of trees.

"Do you want to me cap you?" he asked Emerson while they were under the cover of the foliage.

"Errack's hot on our trail!"

In the distance, he spotted a sheepfold.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Animal tore apart animal. Feathers and blood covered the grass in front of the police station. Carriage. Frightful pedestrians. Pandemonium.

"The 'ell..." The inspector stood there, mouth agape, club in hand. Behind him the younger man appeared (a sergeant) with several other policemen.

"O-oh dear god--" The sergeant's exclamation was cut off as he staggered and began retching.

The inspector swallowed and then blew his whistle. Half-formed werewolves during daylight...what the 'ell is the world coming to...

"YOU ARE DISTURBING THE PEACE!" He shouted to Callum, "EITHER CEASE OR LEAVE THE PARK!" The sergeant called to them men behind him, "Ready yourselves boys!"

And they did. Each officer reading their club and nerves.

In the mean time Emerson's mind was constantly spewing expletives. Things were going down hill and fast. The fighting behind them had stopped, no doubt Malemi was in trouble considering he hadn't appeared yet; Errack was on their tails; and Callum was no doubt about to shred an entire police station.

"Shit!"

Emerson did not look back this time. They had less than 300 meters to go and forward was their only option. Returning to Malemi was near impossible as Lewis (the only tangible one of the two) would have to go through Errack and Callum. Thus they pressed onward.

"Not yet!" Sterling replied to Weir.

The continued forward. Two hundred meters left.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

The werewolf jumped up at the sound of the oncoming officers with feverish joy. He saw one of them shouting and let out a deafening howl.

The creature once known as Callum smiled with bared teeth and went forth tearing through their ranks like a wild whirlwind of violent ecstasy...

---

" EMERSON! "

Errack screamed out the moment he got the spirit in his sights. He was royally pissed, no doubt about it. This whole situation made him mad. Callum, Orin, the fire, the whole thing wore his patience into nonexistence. For Christ's sake, he didn't even have any crows to back him up AND he just used up all his energy to build a new body...

Yup, he was PISSED.

The enraged bird dove down and gathered speed, quickly gaining on the duo, consumed with fury. He reached out with all three legs, ready to bury themselves in Emerson's ghostly form. His eyes burned like he coals of a fire.

" I'LL KILL YOU IF IT'S THE LAST THING I'LL DO! "

Malemi sat frozen, transfixed by the ice cold gaze looking at him from behind. His fear, which until this point had taken a back seat, came back with even greater intensity than before. He stared at the ground, all too aware of the paw steps coming closer to him.

Orin looked over him with a sharp scrutiny. His doubles took a step back to let him into the circle. The beast came up to Malemi and stood in front of his petrified prey. He lowered his head and looked Malemi face on. The cat looked up and meet his gaze.

Orin didn't show it, but a flicker of satisfaction entered him. This was the beast he was after. It was a shame really, to think that this little beast could manage to take down a beast like Khoros. It was a painful thing to see, such potential wasted because the pig couldn't stand the idea of someone else defeating him. It was always a legacy that hurt creatures more than simply accepting the fact that they were disposable.

But who was he to judge? Did he not have a legacy as well?

No matter. That wasn't what was important. What was important was that the beast had already chosen which path to take. Whether he was conscious of this or not was unimportant, the fact that he has already chosen meant that he must be dealt with. He stood up and closed his eyes.

He hated to think what the beast's friends would react.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited

Lewis waited until Errack was practically upon them, sailing through the trees to dive at Emerson...

...and promptly blasted both the Beast and the surrounding foliage with the full force of Sinnett's phlogistonic igniter. Anything caught within the ignition spread automatically caught fire from within, its internal capacity to burn shooting to the surface and a ready supply of oxygen.

'Wonder if Errack would taste like chicken... came the passing thought.

Weir darted out of the trees and back in the direction of Malemi and Orin, their path being far enough removed from the police now that they wouldn't immediately run the risk of encountering Callum.

"Emerson," said Lewis, looking him directly in the eye. "Please, if you can, find Selan and bring an end to this madness. And don't step on or kill any moths--it's important.

"I have to go back, for Malemi and for anyone else caught up in this...lunacy."

He peeled away, racing at breakneck speed.

"ORIN!" he shouted, hoping against hope the Hound would hear him...and listen. The shift in energies worried him to no end. "WAIT!"

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

Callum lunged upon the group of now ten police officers, knocking over four of them over, including the inspector. Upon hitting the ground, one unfortunate officer was knocked out. Now prone Callum tore into him.

The remaining officers who were knocked over retreated behind those standing who began to take their clubs to the beast. The police were efficient, recovering or attacking--well all but one of the policemen were efficient.

The poor sick sergeant had taken a few more steps back, quaking (literately) in his shoes at the gory sight.

"GO FOR THE HEAD! KNOCK THE MONSTER OUT!" commanded the inspector, who then turned to the pale youth, "Get in there Roy! We need everyone!"

***

All the while, Errack screamed death threats from above.

It's been not even twenty four hours, bird brain! Sterling's brain quipped back, yet he made sure not to speak aloud where Lewis could hear him. How thick was the feather pillow to think that their potential deal was off?! Did the fool know nothing of Espionage?!

Lewis then turned, burning the noisy nuisance to a crisp. This brought a satisfied smile to his face. But it was short lived as Weir doubled back and began to run towards the chaos. Sterling continued forward.

"Moths!?" He shouted back. "What the f*ck do moths have t--"

The man suddenly stopped, a vibration running through his body and sending him flying backwards a solid meter. He landed on his shoulder but the unseen force was upon him, pushing him backwards at a breakneck speed.

"Nonononono!!" He was moving too fast over the ground too fast to regain his balance and stand up. His eyes wide and face pale with panic.

"LEWIS!!! STOP!!!" Sterling shrieked, fear a tangible element in his voice.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Orin turned a slow ear to the sound of someone calling his name and opened his eyes. Their friend was coming, how unfortunate. He turned to direction the sound was coming from and thought to himself. He could call Callum, but he wasn't all together currently. There'd be another body on the ground. He could send his doubles, they were his eyes and ears of course, but he'd be spreading himself thin and he couldn't have that right now.

Malemi heard Lewis too and went to bolt but was blocked by Orin's tall form.

Orin decided to let the man simply come. It was better to have an audience anyways.

--

Errack screamed out in agony as his whole body went ablaze. He tumbled onto the ground in a writhing heap of burning flesh. He threw himself against the ground in a vain attempt to put himself out.

For the first time in a decade, he was scared, genuinely terrified for his life. He cried out in desperation, for his own kind, for anyone to come to his aid. The fire around him spread, trapping him where he was. In blind panic, he started kicking up dirt and rolling in it.

This was a mistake, a terrible mistake! He shouldn't come today, he should've waited, he should've actually been patience for once! He was so stupid! Stupid stupid STUPID!!! Regret came over him like a tidal wave as he beat the fire out.

--

The werewolf pounced on top of the fallen police officer and immediately tore into his exposed throat. The blood spilled out on the ground and stained Callum's dark fur. The fresh taste of human flesh was so fulfilling! He needed MORE.

Before he could properly enjoy his meal, the other officers threw themselves at him with their clubs raised. This sent him into a frenzy. He launched into their ranks, his claws tearing into any legs within range. His eyes had locked onto one particular officer, a shaky young man hiding behind his commanding officer.

Oh, how he wanted to feel that one's skull crack in his teeth!

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited

The urgency in Emerson's tone shot through Lewis like a bullet.

Weir skidded to a halt, the heavy igniter nearly toppling him as he did.

Regaining his balance, he pivoted to face Sterling, who was...on the ground?

Lewis was about to ask him what the Hell had happened, seeking to tune into Emerson's vibration to get a better handle on the situation.

However, Weir's question died unvoiced in his throat as he was hit all at once by myriad waves of emotion.

Sterling: panicked.

The police: frightened, sickened, appalled, angry...dying dead.

Errack: in pain, terrified...but still alive.

Callum: lost to bloodlust.

Orin: the utter opposite, cool and calculating.

Malemi: hopeful...then disappointed.

Trapped, thought Lewis, as he began to shake off everyone else's energies enough to formulate a plan.

Not necessarily a good plan, he knew...but they were rapidly running out of options.

In his mind, he weighed the lives of the police--one of whom had charged him an exorbitant amount of bail money to free Alice--against Malemi's.

No contest.

"With me, Emerson!" he cried, gesticulating in a wide, overhead arc with his cane. "New plan: Let's go! Errack's still alive!"

If a full blast from a phlogistonic igniter hadn't killed the Beast, Weir frankly didn't know what could.

What is he, part phoenix? he thought bitterly.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Callum spun, claws outstretched and was able to hit all three attacking officer's legs. One was a nick, another a scratch, but third was completely gutted.

The damaged office dropped to the ground with a cry of pain, holding his right leg in agony as blood spilled out of it. His scream was their battle cry as all the officers jumped upon the beast, beating him with their clubs.

Roy didn't move as he watched the carnage unfold, a fresh wave of stomach contents unloading itself onto the grass.

***

Weir quit running and Emerson rolled to a stop, quick stood up, and scampered away from the unseen force and back to Lewis. Still a bit shaken by the experience he was pleased that it was pressed no further. The more distance he could put between himself and that infernal wall the better.

"He's still alive?!" Sterling exclaimed coming up along side the doctor, "Bloody hell you roasted the overgrown chicken!!" He paused a moment a malicious smile coming onto his lips as he whispered, "Please tell me we're using him as bait!"



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Malemi glared daggers at the beast standing over him. Even in all his fear, a burgeoning hate began burning within him. It wasn't like any regular hate. This was raw and new, the sort of thing death wishes were made of.

He sunk his claws into the ground with a hiss. Orin only turned an ear back to Malemi. This change wasn't lost on him, in fact, this had been what he was waiting for. Something, evidence of a change he could mess with. If he could properly change the cat's mind, physically alter his thoughts and his decided path, maybe this all will be done and out of mind.

He watched ever diligent for his audience to arrive so he may begin solving this problem once and for all. Though perhaps he could speed things up a bit...

--

Callum ecstatic, OVERJOYED, with the fresh waves of pain washing over him as he tore into another hapless officer. This would be a feast for the AGES! A true celebration of DEATH! And he would be the the divine host of it ALL!

His fur was soaked in the blood of his victim while his face seemed permanently changed to the depraved look of sadistic pleasure. The small of iron filled the air and fueled his animalistic passions. it was unlikely to stop until he had slain the small one if he hadn't felt a strange tingling come over him.

His master was calling him. And he was willing to SERVE.

Throwing off the officers beating him, he ran off into the fiery woods with a long howl. His claws tore through the ground and stained the soil red as he made his way back to his one and only commander.

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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago

"Malemi!" gasped Lewis, finally coming upon the scene. He wanted to get closer to his friend, despite the pack of hounds around.

However, force was not an option.

"Orin," Weir panted, then coughed from the smoke.

He pointed behind him with his cane.

"Errack is wounded. It's your chance now, if you or Callum want to take it."

Lewis knew Orin sending Callum or the hounds to deal with Errack was unlikely to put the odds in Malemi's favor, in the end. But Weir still felt compelled to try. At least Sterling might be out of harm's way, so far as the bird was concerned.

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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Callum turned and fled from the scene. Eight officers were left standing, the other two a bloody unrecognizable mess.

"Shaw!" The inspector called out to a big burly "Get the wounded and Roy inside!" He knew the poor chaps that were torn apart were too far gone but calling the people he knew bodies--things did not feel right.

Shaw nodded and began to collect the corpses.

"Roy!" The inspector continued, "When you get your act together help Harris and Carter put out the fire behind the House!"

Roy was too sick to his stomach to nod, only continue to stay motionless in his bent over position. Meanwhile Harris and Carter, the two Callum wounded, set to the task of putting out the inferno Lewis started.

"The rest of you, with me!" The inspector commanded setting off towards the trees that burned around the seeds of destruction.

***

Lewis, Callum, Emerson, Orin, and Malemi all amidst a thick cloud of smoke with the authorities encroaching fast. Things were not looking up.

Sterling was willing to bet his flask that Weir's plan would fail, thus--jaw set--he took the time to size up the dogs and the beast.



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The Fox  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited

Orin looked off into the distance for a brief moment. He could feel Errack in the distance, flopping along the ground in search of safety. The beast considered the thought of sending Callum to tear the bird apart but ultimately chose not to. He would need Callum here just in case things got out of hand.

He turned back to the two and settled his gaze on Emerson. His eyes narrowed ever so slightly.

Three doubles turned their attention to the ghost as if by some silent command and broke rank. One blocked Emerson while the other blocked Lewis. The third filled in their spaces and turned back to the enraged cat.

Malemi only passingly acknowledged the presence of his friends. His focus was locked on the blue eyed hound standing in front of him. His fear was burning away in favor for the unfiltered hate that throbbed within him. The tumor had gone completely still, preparing itself for what was about to come...

Callum exploded through the surrounding foliage panting heavily. The werewolf pushed past the doubles and knelt down at Orin's feet. His eyes were bright with anticipation, ready to leap at any command. Orin looked down at him and blinked slowly.

The fire were coming closer with every minute. It was now or never...

He flicked an ear to the side and Callum launched into action. Exiting the circle, he stood to the side in wait. He knew what was going to happen and was excited to see the show finally start. His hands curled into enthusiastic fists and he shouted out to Orin.

" Come on! Come on! I've been waiting all day for this! "

The beast didn't acknowledge his call and meet Weir's gaze coolly. His came out in a soft, haunting whisper.

--" You know of his condition. You know he must make decision, he must chose to die or change...

I am here to tell you that's you're too late. He has already decided whether he knows it or not. And with his decision, I must act accordingly... "--

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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

Cheers everyone!

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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

(Mz.Hyde let's get those drugs to the surface, shall we? It's your turn!)

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Hastie Lanyon  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

( Mz.Hyde did you forget about me? :p )

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

(No. Xp)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

(Sorry for taking so long, been helping Mom around the house!)

Relax, the cops rarely patrol the backstreets! We've got all day lon-AH!

* As Mz. Hyde was walking and talking to Hastie, she bumped into, who else, but the head of Death's guard.*

"Well look who it is!"

* The head of the guard was a dark skinned succubus with raven hair and red eyes. She was accompanied by two male demons.*

(As for uniforms, wellllll think N*zi minus the swastika and more kawaii.)

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

("More kawaii", got it! x) )

* Hastie could only stare in shock at the three demons in front of them. All three were at least a head taller than him, and absolutely towered over Mz. Hyde.*

More of your friends, I take it?

(Don't worry about the wait, it's fine!)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

You can say that...hello there Anastasia.

"What are you doing here Hyde?"

Nothing, as always! What are YOU doing here?

"Patrolling the side streets. We've been doing it ever since the new law prohibiting drug trades with the surface. I figured that smugglers would be using the backstreets to evade the guard."

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

Yes, you would expect them to do that, wouldn't you. *He side-eyed Mz. Hyde before adressing the creatures in front of them.*

Luckily we aren't smuggling anything ! So there's no need to hold us back.

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

(I have an important question: is Hastie a vampire or not?)

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited

(Technically yes, but as I have no idea when in the storyline he got bitten, I can't say for sure if he is one right here and now in our RP. I didn't think of him as a vampire when they first set off to the underground, though.)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

(Ah, ok. Just checking!~)

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

Yes! We are just walking around, doing some shopping to boost the local economy!

"Don't give me that bullshit, you know how exactly I feel about you running around down here!"

* She marches up to Hastie and sniffs him.*

"And you brought another filthy HUMAN down with you!"

* Sigh* I keep telling you Anastasia-

"That's Commander Blackheart to you!"

Yeah yeah whatever, I keep telling you that I'm NOT a human!

"Oh really?! You LOOK like a human, you SOUND like a human, and you certainly SMELL like a human!"

HEY! I don't smell! Why I oughta-

'If it flies like a bat and squeeks like a bat, it's a bat. Right Commander?'

* The demon officer smiles for a second before Anastasia punches him to the ground.*

"I don't remember giving YOU orders to speak! Now where was I....ah yes, its as the old adage goes: if it flies like a bat and squeeks like a bat, it is certainly a bat. You look, sound, and smell like a HUMAN. And everyone knows that HUMANS can't be monsters!"

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

Surely, us being human isn't breaking any laws, is it? We were just... doing some shopping and taking in the lovely sights of your... cavern.

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

"Traditionally, yes it does. It used to be that humans were only allowed to pass through here on certain occasions. Such as on the way to Hell."

BUT do to recent increases in emigration and trade between here and the Overworld, humans have been allowed to come to the underworld!

"In certain capacities AND with a visa!

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited

Well, I mean, the two of us can't do any harm to your beautiful metropolis. Not with impressive guards like you keeping order. Now, just because I want to repay your kindness of reviewing the law for tourists like me, I would like to bring two shady-looking types three blocks down to your attention. They seemed to be transporting some heavy looking crates in a very hush-hush manner. In fact, I'd go as far as to say that it's worth investigating!

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

"Sure...just after we check those bags."

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

Check these bags? W-why would you want to do that?

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

"Because you're with Hyde."

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

Ah, yes of course. That's sound logic right there. Let me just put these down for you. * Hastie lowered the bags he was carrying to the ground, but he didn't let go. Suddenly he froze, his eyes locked in something behind the three guards.*

OH MY GOD HE'S GOT A GUN! *As the guards turned around to face the "danger", Hastie picked up his bags again and sprinted the other way.*

RUN MZ. HYDE

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

WAY AHEAD OF YOU!!!

* She runs off with Hastie.*

"HEY! GET BACK HERE!!!"

* Mz. Hyde and Hastie run off right into the busiest place in the whole city, the River Styx Marketplace. As she was running, Mz. Hyde knocked over a couple of barrels behind her, hoping to slow the guard down.*

Hastie, we can't go back the way we came! We'll have to take the sewers!

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

(Ohhh noooo Hastie x) )

* Hastie felt like a cold, heavy stone was dropped on his stomach. He could only imagine all of the filth that would be floating around in those disgusting underground tunnels. For a moment he considered just stopping and getting arrested instead.*

What happens if they catch us?

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

We go under trial in Lady Death's court. If we're innocent we'll be let go. If not, we'll be quartered by the guard....which I'm sure Ana will do with a smile...

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited

* Hastie was considering his options as they ran. Quartering might not be so bad. Maybe they'll be quick about it? Maybe I could ingest all of the opium before they catch me, then I wouldn't be able to feel a thing...*

"Hastie, come on!"

* He was torn from his thoughts as they had reached the edge of the busiest marketplace he had ever seen. It was filled to the brim sith all sorts of creatures.*

I'm thinking!

* But as he heard the armored guards stampede through the street behind them, he knew surrender would probably result in a long and painful death. With a small wimper he ran into the crowd with Mz. Hyde, which soon closed them in.*

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Mz.Hyde Mod  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago

* Mz. Hyde scanned the crowd, looking for something, anything to help them escape. And then she sees it: a moped!*

Hastie, over there!

* She points and runs over to the scooter, knocking off the small one-eyed monster on it.*

Sorry, I need this now! HASTIE GET ON!

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Hastie Lanyon  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago

* Hastie had never seen such a contraption before, but he figured he would ask questions later as he saw the guards get a little too close for comfort. He clung on tightly to Mz. Hyde as she drove straight through the crowd, honking for people to get out of the way.*

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Setae • 2 years ago

* raises glass* Cheers indeed.

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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

((Hyde without a Jekyll The SFM continuation.))

Hyde without a Jekyll Jekyll1886 • a day ago

"That's perfectly fine." Spinks nodded in understanding, "The Society for Arcane Sciences does a lot of our job for us. More often than not, the community that has been built in those walls tends to self inspect." Not to mention those walls also corral many of the scientists into one area making observations simpler.

"We're not asking you to go our of your way, just inform us of any information you may come across in your day to day life." Nicholas concluded.

"Any and all information is vital, Doctor." Miss Brightman tacked on. Her serious eyes staring intently at Lewis.

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Weir nodded.

"It is pretty decent about policing itself...mostly," he agreed.

"And if passing information on to your organization can help ameliorate the times when something does slip past the Society's members...that does sound amenable.

"You seem to me a good man, Nicholas," said Lewis earnestly. "Someone who does what's necessary, for the greater good. I naturally would like to know more about your group, if I'm to pass information to it on a regular basis. But to know you believe in it goes a long way toward establishing my faith in such an institution.

"What do you call yourselves, by the by?" he asked them both.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

((Thank you!))

Nicholas nodded as Lewis spoke. A kind smile formed on his lips to know that his first meeting with the man was not inconsequential.

"That is confidential." Miss Brightman replied firmly to the doctor.

"I'm very sorry, Lewis." Spinks added in earnest, as he continued with an explanation, "Secret organizations can be a bugger about their identity and specific information. I will try to answer your questions as thoroughly as I am able to, but please keep in mind that I am bound by oath not to disclose certain facts and other facts I, frankly, do not know. However, for now, you can just think of us as 'The Organization' and the silver feather emblem," he gestured towards Weir's hat, "will speak for itself."

"An emblem that you should not have nor wear in public." Emma shot Spinks a look.

"I admit, I may have bent a few rules for you as it is." He chuckled sheepishly.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Very well," Weir genially replied to Spinks. "'The Organization' it is."

"And you have my apologies," he said to Brightman as he removed the hat and held it so that his hand obscured the emblem on the band. "I was unaware."

"I suppose I should ask--and I'll understand if you don't answer--what the purpose of the Organization is. I'm perfectly fine with gathering intelligence if I know what the primary concern is. Safety, for example, seems to be a priority. For the scientists? For London? For Britain? These are questions which naturally occur.

"Also, should I report anything in particular, outside the bounds of the Society? I go to different parts of town now and then. And I do like to be useful."

Keeps me from getting bored.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Emma seemed satisfied by the removal of Lewis's hat.

"The Organization's main purpose is for intelligence gathering though if necessary we will step in to prevent tragedy." Spinks clarified. "The entire agency works for the befit of Britain and it's citizens, but we're in the London district which limits our field of focus quite a bit."

"Your concern will be the Society, nothing more." Miss Brightman added on flatly, unimpressed and amused by Lewis's initiative.

"Though," Nicholas picked up her conversation thread, becoming a bit annoyed by Emma's own initiative, "if you happen across something of interest outside of the Rogue Scientist's Society feel free to report it. But please keep in mind your main area of interest is inside the Society."

A fine line of balance between achieving and overachieving must be managed. Those who go above and beyond will reap rewards but stretching oneself too thin can do more harm than good. Spink's last underling got himself fired for overachieving to the point of neglecting his original task.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"I understand," said Lewis. "Thank you both for the clarification."

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Spinks nodded.

"Are there any other questions you wish to ask before we finalize anything?" He hoped Lewis would take up the offer, he seemed like a good man. These days, Nicholas couldn't truthfully say that about most youth.

Emma had stood quietly sensing she had overstepped.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Just logistical ones, I suppose," answered Weir. "How to get in contact--particularly in case of emergency. Whether to write in code. Whether reports are expected on a regular schedule or just as developments of interest occur. That sort of thing."

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Miss Brightman." Spinks looked towards the woman as she was his contact.

"Weekly to Bi-weekly reports in English," She seemed annoyed that anyone would think otherwise, "will be needed and any major updates should be given the day of. Seal the reports and hand post them here." Emma produced a business card containing the name of a small barber shop upon it. The Gentlemen's Barber & Shoppe. "If you need to make contact with me in person, leave a sealed envelop containing your first name in the letter box. I'll contact you the next day similarly to how today's meeting was arranged."

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Lewis listened.

He took the card, examined it, and poked it away in a card case of his own.

"Understood, Miss Brightman," he confirmed with a nod when she'd finished.

"Is there anything else I ought to know?"

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Not at this point in time." She replied.

"I believe Miss Brightman covered the basics." Spinks nodded satisfied.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"In that case...I look forward to working with you, Miss Brightman.

"And, Nicholas...I wish you a safe journey. Your holiday is well earned."

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"As do I." She held out a hand to Dr. Weir.

"Thank you, Lewis." Spinks smiled, "And I do hope you enjoy your time as a consultant for the Organization, I have no doubt you will be essential."

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

Weir shook Brightman's hand gently but firmly, and gave an efficient nod.

He smiled warmly at Spinks.

"We all do what we can," put in Lewis.

I've chosen to make my home here. And I'll be damned if let anything endanger Hastie.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"That we do." Nicholas warmly replied.

"I expect to see your first report in a week." Emma nodded readying herself for the journey back.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"A week, then," Weir confirmed.

"Fare well," he said in earnest, looking to each in turn. "Both of you."

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"And you." Miss Brightman replied.

"Good day, Lewis." Spinks nodded, "And I hope to meet with you again, in the future."

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

"Likewise, Nicholas."

He gave a final nod to Spinks, and they went their separate ways.

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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

((Helen Jekyll Catt Hatter Continuation of the Father's Day/Sophia RP, if it's okay that it's Sozo who comes to find Hela.))

Jekyll1886 Helen Jekyll • 7 days ago

"Thank you," said Sophia with infinite politesse as, in one fluid motion, she performed a small curtsy and opened the fan, her hands clasped together.

This done, she gracefully yet efficiently minced past Hela.

Helen Jekyll Jekyll1886 • 7 days ago

"Anything for family," chuckled Hela with a smirk, remaining in place as she watched Sophia begin to leave.

Jekyll1886 Helen Jekyll • 7 days ago

Sophia walked right past her, but nearly bumped into a...striped individual as she left? Who seemed to be...buzzing?

"What in Heaven's name...?" she said softly.

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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Not Heaven, but my name is Sozo." The youth answered, giving her an appraising look. "Nicely handled in there."

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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

"Aehm...thank you, Sozo," she returned, doing her level best not to stare overlong at his rather...unique appearance.

"Sophia Weir," she introduced herself with a gracious dip of her head and a half-curtsy.

The buzzing continued.

"Sozo..." she said, her expression a mix of confusion and worry masked by politeness, "I'm afraid you may have a bee in your pocket, if I dare say so."

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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"That's just an enchanted coin Dr. Weir handed out to everyone." He pulled out the buzzing currency and held it out to her. "It serves as a proximity alarm for your opponent, as she isn't exactly the friendliest dog in the pack."

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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

"My brother--enchanted--proximity--what?

"Opponent?"

She looked toward the supply room.

"Not the friendliest..." she said softly.

She shook her head.

"It appears I'll have several questions for dear Lewy."

She gave a little sigh, deciding to make the best of it.

"Well, it's been a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sozo."

She stole another glance at the closet and its occupant.

"But I'm afraid I simply must be going."

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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

He nodded and tucked the coin back in his pocket.

"Anywhere I can direct you to, uh, Ma'am?" These new rules of what was considered polite were annoyingly complicated. However he didn't want to offend anyone, especially someone related to that doctor!

While Sozo might respect him as a superior officer, there was no mistaking that he was a dangerous man beneath all his niceties.

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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

"Well..." said Sophia, "if it's not too much trouble, would you be so kind as to direct me to someone here who knows my brother's home address? Unless he lives here, of course."

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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Dr. Weir is one of the feiw people wise enough not to live in this building." He chuckled. "He hands out his card often enough, but I only know of one person who definitely knows how to find his place. She lives down on the ground floor, just down the hall from the kitchen. Her name is Alice."

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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

"Thank you kindly," replied Sophia with a small smile. She seemed genuinely relieved.

"A good evening to you, then, Sozo. Farewell."

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Catt Hatter  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"Evening to you too." He gave his best effort at a half-bow and stepped to the side.

((Hyde without a Jekyll Tag! You're it!))

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Jekyll1886  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago

She gave a half-curtsy in return, and was on her way.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Alice was in her room finishing up putting away her laundry. The day was rather uneventful but she didn't mind. A normal day is needed every once in a while to off set the Society's abnormalities.

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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

There came a gentle but audible rapping at her door.

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

The hinges creaked slightly as the door opened revealing a small figure in the gap.

"Yes?" The girl looked at the new woman dressed in blue.

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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago

AMAZING!!! Here's to another 100 pages! :DD

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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited

((Tairais A repost of your last post (as the discussion's timed out), plus the response.))

Tairais Jekyll1886 • 11 hours ago

(( Heads up, we've got quite a bit in the way of gruesome content ahead, and I went into a bit of detail. ))

Charricthran noticed the man fleeing the scene the same time he noticed the knife arcing towards his throat. While it wouldn't really do anything deadly per say, it would still hurt a helluva lot to be stabbed. And while normally he'd respect anyone who had the sense to run away from a fight where they were clearly outmatched...

He was hungry. Hunger did not discriminate. It was not merciful. It bled and bled and coated all things it could reach.

He hungered for violence in the mist, and he would have it.

Time shifted and time slowed in a way only those with the predisposition towards supernatural or preternatural speed and agility could hope to understand. All things blurred at the edges. Tar and plasma dripped from his eyes, his hollow eyes and gaping mouth, things that had not been there before and still weren't quite there anyways.

It coated everything- his hands, his lips, his chin- it coated nothing. It glitched and twitched and shuddered in and out of existence, pressed between two worlds, humming under his skin.

And as the silver flash of a blade in the night arced towards his throat, he flicked out a hand and twisted. He listened to the lurching sound of a shoulder being dislocated and a wrist crushed under his grip all in one movement. He listened closer still to the sickening rip and squelching tear of flesh, wrenched from joint and bone and tissue.

He listened to the pop of the nameless thug's eye and the blood that bubbled around it as he stabbed the man in the eye with his own knife, arm still attached, and he listened to the scrape of steel against bone as he twisted and jerked the knife upwards, through the skull, through the brain. He watched as sclera and gray matter oozed onto his hand slightly, and he relished the flavor of it all, of fear and agony and so many energies and racing, jittering things that could not and would not be put into words.

He savored the taste of the squishing ring that painted the air next to the screams that hadn't finished yet on the back of his tongue and wondered if he could ever find a way to recreate these tastes without going out into the world. He rather liked the way this death tasted- earthy, like mushrooms and rotting logs. Bitter, like regret and the unfortunate realization of a mistake far too late. Sharp, like the blade of the knife poking through the roof of the man's skull like an angry steel tooth.

And when all that was done in less than twenty seconds, he adored the flip of the knife in his hand as he tested its weight, and he eyed the retreating tough with amusement as he made it towards the end of the exit, very nearly into the dredges of civilization once more.

He pinched the blade in his hand and he let the blade sing to him as it flew from it, whispering and laughing as it tumbled end over end to bury itself in the back of the poor, retreating soul's neck. He laughed with it, a dark thing made of smoke and blood and mercy scattered for the birds.

His foes dealt with, he resumed his study of (devastating) Lewis, leaning against the wall with a face that no longer bled and oozed from a triplet of slashes in his face and the blood of three more men on his hands, delivered with inhuman, breathtaking brutality.

Still human. Only technically. He wondered how much longer that'd be true.

He didn't particularly care on nights like these.

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As one tough lunged with a knife for Charricthran's throat, the other went straight for Weir's gut.

Lewis stepped back and right as the blade arced forward and left, raising his cane as he did so...only to bring it down hard on the back of the man's left knee joint.

The thug staggered, but did not fall.

Still, it provided a moment's distraction, enough for Weir to whip around behind him and plunge a knife into his back three times in quick succession: Heart, lung, kidney. And a final kick to send him sprawling.

With not a second to lose, Lewis raced after the last, fleeing lout...only to stop short with a flinch as a blade whizzed by his chin.

Charricthran's knife felled the final foe.

The fog was blessedly thick now. The steady spatter of raindrops masked the moans and gurgles of the dying and dead.

Weir tilted his head upward, eyes closed, breathing heavy. He let the rain wash away whatever blood it could, not caring if it soaked him through. A smile of sweet release and profound relief perched on his lips.

After a moment, he let out one large breath, and opened his eyes.

"Heh," he chuckled, smile shifting to a satisfied grin as took in the surrounding carnage.

He met the steady gaze of Charricthran.

"Nice work."

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Charricthran cocked his head and grinned, sparks of wicked glee dancing in his eyes like sparks off a city-wide fire, like the gleam of moonlight off an army of swords. His chuckle crackled against the mist

"Same to you, kid. You were... a treat to watch. I don't say that lightly."

He closed his eyes and listened to the symphony of the dead and smiled, mind temporarily transported to a time when this music was played, more often than not, by his own hands. He seared the image of Lewis moving like blood in the water as he fought on top of the glorious harmonies of rain and fading misery and tucked it away somewhere in the darkest corner of his mind, easily retrievable for nights where his motivation or inspiration lacked.

The moment saved and savored, he exhaled softly and watched the spiral of fog that trailed out of his mouth spiral upwards into the embrace of its fellows.

He was still hungry. The creature behind his eyes wasn't always sated by the rending of flesh by claw and blade and tooth alone, no.

It was hungry in the inhuman sort of ways. It hungered for marrow and brain and the crunch of bone between teeth, and the devouring of the shadows that lay underneath.

The rictus grin in his eyes turned to a snarl of fury when he refused to give in to its secret whisperings. He'd not expose Lewis to it, delightfully dark though he was in this form. It had a hard time distinguishing friend from foe- all things were flesh to the pair of them, and all things were meat. Whereas he didn't eat because he didn't see the point, it ate because it savored, and it devoured because it enjoyed.

His fingers twitched, and the blackened ends extended quickly to scissor-like claws before shrinking back to fingernails just as fast.

Soon.

With permission, or not at all. An experiment of sorts, just to see what shape exactly this puzzle made. He wondered if he'd ever find all the pieces. He wondered why he cared.

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited

"Flattered," he replied, with a theatrical version of a gentlemanly bow.

He stood.

Took his time surveying the damage to each man. Memorized their faces--or what was left of them.

Found the one who'd called him a "Nancy-boy Edinbuggerer"--the would-be backstabber, as it turned out.

Pity I didn't get to kill him.

Ah, well.

There are other ways to make up for it, he reflected, turning the man's body to get at his waistband.

"Charricthran..." he began, looking to his partner in crime.

He noticed a momentary shift in Charrcthran's energy, accompanied by a brief change of form.

"Well now," Weir remarked, intrigued. "'Seems I'm not the only one with a trick up my sleeve."

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Charricthran smirked at Lewis, but between the exhilaration coursing through his veins and the thing biting behind his rows of teeth, it ended up more like a snarl or a grimace.

"Live long enough and ya acquire a veritable deck of aces up your sleeve, y'know? This one's jus'... particularly volatile, 'specially now that Torkes left his mark."

He shook his head and pushed off the wall to stand at a sort of parade rest, gripping his forearms behind his back.

He smiled at Lewis, and it was not like the kind expressions they'd exchanged when delivering the news of the death of another, no. This was a smile that spoke of secret, shared violence, words that bound silence, and the only traces of his human blood, hidden in the sigil on his chest.

"It wants its turn to play. Keheh. Pity it can't play nice with other people, else I would come out and say hello." He noted the switch between pronouns with a lip quirked in amusement.

As if to accentuate his thoughts, the light behind his eyes flickered and warped again- from maroon and red to empty black sockets that dripped and snapped at the skin in its reach and back again.

Sooner than he thought, then.

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited

So much for asking him to watch the exit, thought Weir.

F*ck. Why does every-bloody-thing have to be so sodding complicated? Can't a man just have a good old-fashioned fight to the death without having to babysit anyone? Does nobody have any self-control?

The irony of the thought was not lost on him.

...

My fun's at an end, then, he at last concluded.

A stream of silent curses roared through his head even as he outwardly heaved a sigh, and stood.

"Are you interested in the bodies, me, or obliterating the entire city?" he asked point-blank, his mirthless tone tinged with equal parts irritation and resignation.

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Charricthran scoffed even as he continued smiling. "None of those in the way you're thinkin', kid. I was going ta go off-world for what it craves. It can wait its damn turn for once!"

He'd addressed the last bit of his answer towards himself with a singsong voice and stifled a sigh of relief when the blood rushing in his veins stilled itself with an angry, rumbling growl.

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his own internal melodrama. Honestly, patience was a virtue for a reason. It made the hunt that much... sweeter.

"This is your time for fun. I had plenty already- am, having plenty already." He said, enunciating the 'p' and 't' of the second plenty for sh*ts and giggles.

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago

Though glad he wasn't a target, Lewis was not exactly reassured by Charricthran's conversation with himself, particularly when added to the preceding pronoun switch.

"Any chance you can take the bodies off-world, too?" asked Weir, all practicality now.

The time for his fun had passed, he knew. Charricthran could have his own brand elsewhere, doubtless someplace no mortal had ever dreamed of, there to be the god of whatever-many-things-he-was-now.

His own thoughts turned to home, going over his schedule for tomorrow, even as he kept his senses focused on Charricthran.

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

"'Course. Give me a moment."

He stretched out his hands and arms like a languid cat before walking over to each of the six corpses. As he reached each one, he crouched and pushed down against the spot where each of their stilled hearts rested until they fell into their own shadows. When all six of the bodies had vanished into darkness, he made an odd circular motion with his hands. When the momentum of the gesture crossed his arms together, he flicked his hands outward as if cutting a series of strings and watched as six jet-black streaks raced into his shadow, falling into the Other through him.

It always left a strange taste in his mouth, using his own body as a Gate. Like ash and caramel.

That done, he huffed a sigh and leaned back against the wall, glancing at Lewis in an attempt to judge the other's mood. He was aware he'd likely shattered the moment with his ill-timed outburst and it irked him.

He wasn't gonna get anywhere with that- his eyes ached too much to try and read the emotions of another person. He swallowed the urge to sigh or shake his head again- too morose, too repetitive.

He went with gazing at the exit of the yard in a false sort of contemplative silence. That usually worked pretty well.

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago

"Thank you, Charricthran," he said, placing a hand gently on the man's forearm.

A smile.

"Go now," he advised him, stepping back. "Have your fun. I know how trying it can be to hold things back overlong."

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

He sincerely doubted he'd be able to stop being surprised at the fact Lewis could touch him with such ease any time soon. The minute expression of such surprise and disbelief flickered across his face for a single moment before it was smoothed into some sort of bemusement.

"'Course. Though I do wonder how you're s'posed ta get back to London if I bugger off right now, hm? Should I take you back first, or do you have other business to attend to here or somethin' that'll keep ya occupied for a day or so? Can't leave ya stranded, after all."

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago

"I do have a trifling bit of business I've been meaning to take care of. Might as well, since I'm in town."

He shrugged.

"I'll catch the express train back, be home before dawn."

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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago

Charricthran tilted his head, quietly acquiescing. He was cautious to move too suddenly now- Lewis's grant of leave skittered and snapped at the heels of the thing he was so stubbornly trying to hold at arm's reach, which made it scrape and bite at the underside of his skin in return.

Obnoxious bugger.

"Fair enough. Hope all goes well." He rolled his shoulders and listened to the tell-tale sound of the snaps and cracks of his construct as it popped where there shouldn't have been joints, taking it as his final sign to leave.

He pushed off the wall for the final time that evening and began walking to the exit of the yard. At the mouth of it, he paused and flashed a grin over his shoulder.

For a single, shuddering moment, the creature submerged in his subconscious clawed its way to the surface to share its own hideous smile with Lewis. Tar and saliva dripped from a peeling, cracking mouth set in a skeletal, only somewhat human skull as it towered as tall as the surrounding buildings. Shifting and overlapping wings brushed against stone like so many glass and feather moths. Mist and rain fell through holes in the glass shards that made up its lower half, which constantly built and reformed itself in an abstract, kaleidoscopic nature.

"Be seein' ya around, kid."

They turned the corner, and the apparition vanished into mist the same time Charricthran slipped along the border of the Other once more, the primal call of blood and flesh luring him to a planet where they were always looking for creatures like it to roam their so-called 'Death Zone' and.. dispose of those sentenced to wander it.

He doubted anyone would mind his showing up unannounced too terribly.

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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited

In that moment of unmasking, as Weir beheld what lay beneath Charricthran's exterior, an image bobbed to the surface of his conscious thoughts: the creature of glass and feathers and myriad hues which had revealed itself in Richard's mindscape, after Lewis and the Patchwork Prince had had their run-in over (the thankfully hypothetical) Hastie. It, too, had towered above him in a not-entirely-dissimilar fashion.

The present being spoke.

"Ta," Weir answered as he raised his left fist and opened it--palm flat and fingers together--in a stylized wave.

Lewis felt him leave--first in a border-ish sort of way, then gone completely.

He sighed, left the yard, and went to the river to dispose of Conall's knife.

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MillieGriffin • 2 years ago

( Miss-Dreamerkat : Kito followed her, he didn't trust Griffin and he couldn't help but give a growl to him as he left with Millie, hair flaring up from his anger. But he had to stay calm, he held the money in his hand and pulled out a hidden pouch that was around his leg underneath the armored grass. He extended the strap and put it around his waist and put the money inside it.)

MillieGriffin : As they stood in line Millie kept trying distract Kito for Griffin with conversation. It didn't matter if Kito didn't always answer so long as everyone was being peaceful with each other, it was obvious Griffin didn't trust him in the least, Millie was sure that if left to their devices thies two would be at each other's throats. When they finally reached the ticket booth Millie helped Kito purchase the tickets and soon they were on their way.

(Sorry this took so long)

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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago

(That's fine.)

Kito tried to participate in the conversations as much as he could. He tried to remain calm and not to get in a fight, if he did, he had a good chance of having his mask cracked or worse. He took the tickets and followed Millie.

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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago

They proceeded underground and found the right train to get on. Underground and over crowded in the training even Griffin looked nervous being in such a small space with so many people he uncomfortably shuffled around as his claustrophobia started to kick in. Millietried to keep him settled but he just couldn't sit still.

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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago

Kito wasn't any better then Griffin, feeling so cramped and crowded. He felt anxious and couldn't sit still either.

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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago

When the train finally got to thier stop the two men couldn't get out fast enough, it was practically a mad dash race between them of who could get off the train and back to the surface the quickest, Millie was almost completely left behind. Thankfully it did take Millie long at all to catch up with the boys, "Are you two alright?" She asked with concern for both of them.

"I'm fine!" Griffin snapped defensively although releaved to be out of there.

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Miss-Dreamerkat  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago

"I am alright now," Kito said relaxed to be off that train. He was glad to be up in the open and not cramped with people with no exit or even sky in sight.

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MillieGriffin  Miss-Dreamerkat • 2 years ago

Thankfully getting the other tickets was much easier, Millie bought them this time with some of the stolen money Griffin stuffed in her pockets. The train to Wimbledon wasn't nearly as crowded, the trio was able to find private booth in a nearly empty car. It was around lunch time when the train departed, everything from then on seemed like it could be a more peaceful trip. "Millie..." Griffin spoke up after a time, "would you go find the dinning cart and bring me something," he glanced at Kito, "I'm sure the wolf-boy is hungry too."

Millie glanced between Griffin and Kito unsure if leaving them alone was a good idea, "Will you two be alright without me?" she asked concerned.

"Of course, we'er not children! Go on!"

Millie glanced between them one more time then got up to leave the booth then quickly turned back to Griffin, "I better not have to brake up any fights when I come back..." she said warningly.

"You won't!" he dismissively assured her. When she left to find some food Griffin closed and locked the door to their booth then sat back down across from Kito with both hands in his coat pockets, "Now," he said in a low but slightly threatening tone as he was giving him a stone cold look, " Lets have ourselves a little chat..."

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Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago • edited

Late at night, Alicia and Nyx were in their room. Alicia was still mourning the loss of Artemis, and hadn't slept very well in a couple days.

Alicia was curled up under Nyx's wings, crying and yawning. She was exhausted and kept mumbling nonsense.

After a couple of minutes, she looked up at her friend. "Hey Nyx... I gotta tell you a secret!" She whispered.

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Helen Jekyll  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

"Oh?" Nyx shifted so she could better see Alicia's face, brushing aside a few strands of her wild, fiery hair. "I'm all ears."

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Alicia Ghast  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

She sat up, moving to her ear. "I think I like you, like... love like you.... but I thought it was just friendship at first, but I think I like you... I was just too scared of myself to say it..."

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Nyx Silverfang  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

Nyx blinked, blush slowly creeping up on her face.

"O-Oh... I... think you're getting pretty tired, Alicia." She told her as she folded her wings neatly against her back and stood. "You're starting to ramble..."

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Alicia Ghast  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

She frowned. "But I wanted to tell you so you know! I don't wanna sleeeeep!!!"

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Nyx Silverfang  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

"Alicia, you sound like a drunk... I think it's time you get rest." She told the red head gently, but firmly, pushing her back against her pillow with a hand.

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Alicia Ghast  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

She scowled and pouted. "I am not drunk, and I refuse to sleep until you acknowledge that I just admitted my love for you!"

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Nyx Silverfang  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

She sighed softly.

"Alright... Due to exhasution and the stress of your recent loss, you've claimed to have fallen for me."

Despite keeping her tone level, her cheeks flushed again.

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Alicia Ghast  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago

"I'm not claiming anything! I'm telling the truuuuuuuuth..."

She flopped onto her back, groaning.

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chatterghosts  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago

(( Well. She bounced back fast. ))

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Alicia Ghast  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

((shE'S SLEEPY AND SHE'S HAD THIS CRUSH FOREVER

she's still sad, but she's gotten used to her love interests dying

This is the... fifth one to die.))

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Nyx Silverfang  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago

(IMPOSTER! XD)

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Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Here's one I drew for the fanart thread hcallenge... nearly managed to get it in on time for the fanart thread this time, but

not quite! Proud of this one for the slightly back-to-front reason

that I did the whole thing in two half-hours, and didn't faff around

pecking at it for days on end like I usually do.

This is more me than her. I would do this, but then I'm mad and she isn't. I don't know what would make Bell behave like this in the open street. Still, there's exceptions to everyhing. Perhaps the Society was on fire. Or perhaps she caused the rain; rule of magic is that you never know what you can do until you try.

Jekyll1886 do you read Girl Grnius at all?

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Wizardblizzard  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Forgot the actual drawing.

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https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/419371fae1ec049900b7cac335674f59415c6583b5d92486d1333c5e849a51a5.jpg?w=600&h=790

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Hyde without a Jekyll  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

Oh that is such a lovely picture!! The reflections in the water are perfect and she looks so happy! :DDD

And she's probably doing because there is a fire (considering our party track record. XD) and for fun! That's my bet at least!

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Jekyll1886  Wizardblizzard • 2 years ago

I'd like to think she caused the rain! :-D

And, honestly, as many fires as the Society tends to have...that'd be a really useful skill.

Sadly, I haven't read that.

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