Auspicious Breeze
"Ahh, well, I mean you do have to treat bodies right," Breeze pointed out. "Otherwise their ghost sticks around and is all angry and you have to worry about them going around eating people who are still alive!"
That's totally how it worked everywhere. She didn't really know who this 'Jesus' guy was, but he sounded kinda nice. But technically her god was the sun, because the sun made her Exalted... but she kissed lake goddesses... Breeze had a lot of gods, then. Made perfect sense, really! But she had only one mistress, and she was more important than some mere god.
Then Mordred showed the former gladiator her spear, and Breeze tilted her head to get a better look at it. "Whoa, that's really cool! Oh, can it hit spirits? Then it'll really be a god-slaying spear!"
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Gadreel
"Lead the way, Forest," the exile said with a nod and a hint of a smile. "To pants."
Whatever discomfort the vampire possessed regarding feeding on others due to the sensations involved, she would have to attempt to overcome it. Gadreel had no qualms about the potential experience in any case. A more prominent concern was discerning where on his body might be delicate enough for Forest's fangs to pierce through. His epidermis and deep tissue could withstand small ballistic impacts in most places, so it would require considerable effort.
Well, there were a few places that would suffice...
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Liam
Gun now drawn, the vampire stalked with confidence into the apartment. Small signs of disturbance, but overall just the sorta almost-furnished place you'd expect from a newcomer like Petra. It definitely needed that personal touch only time and money could afford. Plenty clean, though; nothin' unusual from a woman.
Then he opened the room all the noise was coming from, and pointed his gun at them. "A'right, party's over," Liam announced calmly.
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Ron
Once they stopped the werewolf took a moment to catch his breath, mouth open in panting to disperse the build-up of heat in his wolf form. He sniffed the ground a few times, and was easily picking up their potential prey now. It was rich, strong, a genuine danger compared to the wind from before.
Ron turned his eyes up toward the crimson moon and felt a surge of power flood through his body. Pupils dilated and all his attention focused on it. It felt like family, so different from his own. Months before it would have driven him mad with fury, but now it just felt like...
mother
He reared back, and let out a howl of greeting to the sky. Incidentally, he obnoxiously announced his presence to whatever they were looking for.