Cross Effects 3.0 - June 23, 2016—April 02, 2018

[SINIB]

Olgamally Animusphere

Olga smiled at this Grigori person. She seemed rather interesting. And powerful. Powerful was interesting. The Magus in her began to think about what she was doing, and how she could learn to do it as well. "And I only arrived about thirty minutes before I met you two." She answered both of them. "So I wouldn't say you're much more of a newcomer. Would you two like to go find a better place to talk about our current predicament?"

[Thedoctor]

Molly

The self proclaimed dead man led her down to a far more desolated alley in order to prove he was right. She had grudgingly moved her hand away to allow him to walk properly.

She was surprised when he suddenly pulled her close, was he  actually coming on to her? This was a pretty lame eat to do it. Then he took one of her hands and lowered his mouth as to kiss it.

It stung.

Then it happened.

A wave of emotion burst through her. She tried to hold it in but it was futile. A nearby inaudible high pitched moan did leave her small throat.

That wasn't the end, no it was only the beginning. She rubbed her thighs together as a familiar wetness appeared between her legs.

Thud.

It felt like her heart was beating a thousand times per minute and she was left speechless.

[Aiden]

Gabriel

While Fey weren't on the top of the list when it came to supernatural senses except when it came to magic, but Incubi, while not on a vampire or werewolf's level, had fairly decent senses of hearing, sight, and smell.  Well, enough to know that both Annabeth and her partner were upset about his presence, and Annabeth's partner felt . . . well the closest he could think of was a werewolf.  Yet he felt different than the werewolves that he was used to dealing with.

If push came to shove, this werewolf was tapped into primal forces that would take Gabriel months to understand.

The Shadow cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I have came to discuss business.  And Sir Big Bad Wolf, I did nothing untoward to your mate."

Ron

Well, this was always a good thing: Anne pointing her scariness at someone else. That was something the werewolf could get behind. It let him push down the competitive urge lurking in his chest, driving him to escalate against this unknown - incredibly handsome - threat. Just having her there was escalation enough for his tastes.

"Gonna have to ask you how you figured that one out so fast. Unless Anne here told you that much...?" Not that it bugged him by itself, but he had to glance between them. Well less that, and more taking a step to the side so he could keep them both in his peripheral vision while still letting him intercept.

But seriously, wow, damn, no wonder she was tempted. Ron wasn't even into guys that way and he might have been kinda tempted if he got a few good drinks in him first. Good meaning high-proof vodka or something, because beer didn't cut it anymore.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Grigori

The mage gracefully nodded her head. Then she adjusted her hat. There would be no greater shame than having her hat fall off. "Is there a specific place that you have in mind? Between the three of us privacy should not be nearly as much of a concern as a proper area to speak in."

[Elf]

Roderick

"I actually think that would be advantageous to all of our situations," Roderick said with a nod, "Privacy is a concern, but I would also suggest somewhere somewhat public in case any of us have enemies who have followed us here.  Perhaps a tavern?"

"Oh, I am Roderick Blakely," he said almost absently as he looked around.

[SINIB]

Olgamally Animusphere

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Roderick." Marie answered politely. After all, it was important to be nice to younger magi. Just because they were weaker didn't make them less worthy of her respect.

So the three found their way to a park, where they went inside a gazebo to talk. Olga snapped her fingers, creating a bounded field around them shielding them from the notice of any snoopers. "It should be safe to talk here now." She said with not a small amount of pride. Showing off was also fun.

[Umbra of Chaos]

Grigori

She nodded her head at Olga's greeting before following the younger girl to the park. As she took her seat she took note of the field around them and quirked her lips for a moment. Maybe they could have fun with this?

Grigori twisted a field of magic tight around the gazebo that would twist their words into a different meaningless conversation to anyone who could actually hear them. "So then, Lady Animusphere, what sort of plan have you come up with regarding our mutual inconvenience?"

[MissingMandible]

Gojira:

Adjutor is still full of surprises. Her strength appeared beyond that of a human, but Gojira didn't know by how much. She didn't show shock however - with that shadow-walk thing earlier, Gojira is no longer passing off the other woman as an "Insignificant". Adutor's status is now "Unknown". Not a threat, at least not at the moment, but something to be wary of. Gojira's more...primal instincts have not entirely vanished. At least she isn't roaring early each morning to declare her territory anymore.

After smashing...whatever that loud thingy was (Gojira still didn't quite understand what everything humans build were, exactly), she suggested going to a burger place. Surely, she doesn't mean that joint, right? If Adutor was thinking about the Wild Bill's nearby, the one she was banned from going to, they probably wouldn't receive any service at best.

But, if it was Adjutor that led the outing, then it wouldn't be Gojira's fault for going near, per se. Besides, what right did those mongrels have with denying her food anyways? This was her turf, after all. There are only a few individuals who have had earned the right to ask her to step aside (Joshua immediately comes to mind, but his concerns begins and ends with the apartments). In fact, their attempt to ban her from the restaurant's premises is practically rebellious.

So, it is settled. If it's Wild Bill's, it is time to show them their place. If it isn't, then she's able to eat without conflict. Win-win for her. "Sure," Gojira siad, "Why not? You know where it is at?"

[Aiden]

Auspicious Breeze

Wait, people were beating up her Oren? Oh that just wasn't right! You don't go beating up cute girls like one of her girlfriends like that. Okay, maybe they were kinda creeped out by Oren wanting to skin dead bodies, but it wasn't like she'd gone out of her way to kill them first! They were already like that. She knew, because Oren promised her she'd be good about that.

These are the things Breeze thought about with her serious face on while trying not to let the wind blow in her eyes too much. It kinda ruined the effect.

Then they touched down, and she pouted and started looking Oren over. "I should beat 'em up myself...

[Panda]

Emily

The changeling watched closely as the frown turned into a smile, Emily practically able to see the gears turning in the other woman's head. In spite of herself, the redhead couldn't help a giggle at the lavender-head's comment, a sultry little grin working its way onto her face as well.

"Mmm, nice?" Emily all but purred, her grin widening as she leaned in, "Well, that would depend on what kind of company you'd prefer, but yes, that is certainly one way to put it."

"Ah, but where are my manners," the redhead said, suddenly pulling back to a more relaxed position, curious to how the lavender-head would react to being left hanging, "I'm Emily, and to whom do I owe this pleasure?"


Annabeth

The Hunter also found herself curious as to how Gabe had noticed that bit about Ron so quickly. She was fairly sure she hadn't let anything on back then, but...

"No, don't think I did," Annabeth said, glancing at Ron before training her focus back on Gabriel, letting the hammer on her revolver release before she lowered it, "What kinda business is this that you follow me all the way home to discuss it?"

[yinsukin]

Forest

Forest blinked as Jasey got off the phone with her.  "Eh, I'll text her my address or something," the blond said with a sigh before giving Marcus a sheepish look.

He'll probably leave as soon as he finds out that I'll have someone else here.  I know part of the reason he's staying is pity.  I mean, I know everyone else leaves, Forest thought to herself before sighing.

"Well, someone else, I think maybe two others, are coming to stay.  I met this girl who didn't have a home a little while back and offered her a place to stay.  Now she's taking that offer," Forest said before turning away and waiting for the inevitable rejection.


Roderick

Roderick tilted his head at the white haired young woman and held out his hands, getting the reading of at least the general area around them.  Normally Identify was used on things, not places, but he tweaked the spell ever so slightly.  His blue eyes glowed for a moment as he took the reading with a nod.

"You are correct.  This is some sort of odd pocket dimension that takes people, places, and things and brings them here.  This place is called Nexus City," Roderick said before his handsome face twisted into the scowl as the spell informed him of something alarming.

Roderick eyed the young woman and said, "Apparently once someone or something is brought here, it can never leave."

And at that moment something crashed on him from above.

He didn't even have time to conjure some Mage Armor in reaction and his face hit the ground again.  The smell of tar and things he was completely unfamiliar with hit his nostrils as he felt a warm weight on his back.  A soft, warm weight.

He felt healing magic pour over him and sat up, eying a rather lovely blond human in front of him.  If she had been an elf, he would have mistaken her for Brona, the daughter of the monk who slayed the Death Shadow Thrice with her bare hands.  Except Brona generally scowled around him and looked as if she was about to punch him in preemptive defense.

He smiled at her and said, "I had a similar experience getting here, but I hadn't botched a teleportation spell since I was thirteen."


Rin

Rin nodded and said, "Of course!  And I won't even charge you for them."

"Magical bullets Rin. Really, are you planning on getting your own hitman?" the medieval French colored voice belonging to Jeanne of Arc said as the Servant entered the room.  The blond bowed, her armor clanging ever so slightly as she said, "I'm servant Ruler and I welcome you to this mansion, I hope Rin has been an entertaining host."

I swear, next person who comes in to "check" on me I will gandr in the goddamn face, Rin thought to herself before forcing a smile towards the blond.  "I mean, my younger sister has a small army of Servants and her husband at her beck and call.  I at least need something that's mine," she said with a shrug.

Marcus

Marcus just stared at Forest as she talked on the phone, raising his eyebrow as she warned the caller against bringing a "body" or "face" collection.  He wasn't sure why that came up in conversation, but from how the vampire was talking, it sounded like they were going to have visitors, or roommates.

When she gave her explanation, Marcus couldn't help but scrunch his face into a concerned frown.  Folding his arms across his chest, he asked, "are...are you inviting a serial killer to live with us?"

It was a bit of an assumption, especially since face collection and body collection could refer to something harmless like a work of art, or some other harmless hobby.  In this case, it couldn't hurt to check.

Joe

"So how does it work?" he asked, maintaining his look of curiosity.  "I mean are they just like regular bullets but magic?"

Just then, he heard the sound of armor clacking against the floor.  He tensed up, his head snapping to attention, locked on the door as it crept open.  What emerged from the door was a cute girl clad in armor.  "Magical bullets Rin. Really, are you planning on getting your own hitman?" the girl asked in this oldish french accent.  Once he heard Rin, he sighed in relief, his muscles easing a bit.  At the very least, the people who knew Rin in this mansion were not going to try to kill him.

Joe's eyes widened as the girl bowed to greet him.  It was pretty disarming, even if he was starting to associate cute girls with danger.  He awkwardly bowed back, thinking it was a sort of mannerism from her culture.  "Nice to meet you too," he said, flashing her a polite smile.  "My name is Joe, Rin's date."

[Kat]

Mordred

She still didn't like being carried like that much. After all, she had her own legs and they weren't in hurry. "Sakura, next time we should just walk. There's no haste and we can all walk. I just don't like relying on others like that too much."

"Oren, why do you keep getting into trouble like this. People can easily mistake you for some sort of cannibal. Those people doesn't sound sane, but if you ran into some decent stranger they could jump to conclusions." Mordred had to be the reasonable one in their circle. The role that she didn't particularly seek, but one that became pretty natural over time.

[Kat]

Huang

"Huh, you got accustomed to that in no time..." Engetsu's mind quickly adjusted to the fact that the old man he knew was now a young woman. Wasn't even hitting on her. Quite impressed. Though, the monk had to deal more with young ladies in the countryside who for some reason were attracted to a guy like him. "Let me change first. You don't seem troubled by how oversized my clothes are right now, but I am."

The monk barged into what was likely Engetsu's bathroom, but why a sword would even keep a bathroom? Probably for keeping up appearances. Nevertheless, the woman emerged out wearing the set of clothes which she kept in the bag. The smaller sized version of her previous clothes. "So, I will take up you on the offer. I don't seek any material reward, but I cannot reject something that's freely offered. Whatever you cook, I'll gladly eat it."

[Thedoctor]

Jeanne

The French girl's smile dropped. Rin was being difficult again, and she had had about enough of it now. So she marched over to the Magus determined to set things straight. Meeting her gaze with a glare wasn't hard considering the two of them were of the same height, yet the blonde seemed to tower over the Magus with an otherworldy presence. Her walk through the room stretched out to infinity, each step the Servant took reverberated through the room, until all that existed was the blonde that was slowly approaching.

And then she was there, right infront of Rin, the eternal moment over and thus the blonde spoke. And when she spoke one thing, one thing was absolutely certain. She was truly annoyed at the Magus.

"Here I just wanted to see how you were doing out of my good will, since you didn't join us for dinner. But when I arrive I'm met with fake smiles and bitterness. Sakura might have tolerated your passive agressiveness but I won't."

[Kotomine_Rin]

Engetsu

Of all things he had been accustomed to, this definitely wasn't one of them. He kept it cool, but just as you can't fake blushes it is also very hard to hide them. Deep breath Engetsu! Just take a deeep breath.

"Very well." He said with a toothy grin, revealing a set of fangs. "Well, I am nowhere near being an actual chef. I just enjoy cooking a lot. Well, if I couldn't do this much, I would just be a failure as a cook. I guarantee that this will knock your socks off!"


"I'S READYYYY!" A cheerful voice called from the kitchen. A demon wearing an apron emerged with a proud smile.

Atop the plate Engetsu proudly held in his hand... was... something. What that something was defied description, it didn't merely sit on that bowl so much as writhe malevolently, hating all and hated by all. It breathed, or perhaps it was still bubbling with rage and vile intentions, as what had once been ordinary ingredients simmered in a grotesque pool of malice and spices. Compared to this, the chi that emanated from the dragon tower was nothing, no wonder Engetsu was unaffected.

"Well, don't let it get cold." He said jovially as he set the bowl on the table. "It's on the house, so dig in!"