Caged: Escape to Freedom

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Places in Fallias:
Tymir Falls | Tymir River | Port Tinker (Renamed to Fayland Port) Where Museum de Creaturis Fabulosa is located | Kor Jaggos River | Herlraer | Segaen | Tar Swamps | Usepian Fields | Bolgrim Mountains | The Dejereggens | Negorun Sand Dunes | The Shadow Crowna | Arumwaran | Krarben | Great Barrieade | Kilshar Mountains | Guraum | Cargtop Mountains | Gelf Lands | Stormy Sea of Ekanta
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Fallias is a part of Selvira.

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Morrigain Alistair [25] "All I want is out of this cage. And to tear that bastard's throat out."
Ariella [23] "Live each day as though it's your last, because you never know which one it will be"
Cole Sills [19] "Only if I could reverse time..."
James Falcon [16] "This doesn't look good. Uh... Time to go!"
Ko Jun Chan [13] "I wonder what my exhibit sign says? 18+ exhibit of death?" WIP
Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez [12] "I know it is a mouthful."
Elisabeth Sinclair [12] "Experience cannot be received for nothing."
Kage Isiah [12] "Life is either a great adventure, or nothing."

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Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills

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Image Cole saw Morgan put his hands up right against the glass, not long before a bullet nearly missed him. She lets out a breathless gasp. He had turned around and snarled, when ten armed guards had run into the room.
Morgan had taken them out with ease, but in return he got shot in the shoulder. Her eyes widened, anyone smart would know that's not good.
Not much later, he shoved his elbow through the glass. Water started to rush out of the tank. Cole had come along with it--Morgan caught her, and placed her into a shadow tank.
He then made a shadow dragon, and spoke in an odd language to it. Morgan then turned back to her,
"Are you alright? This one's name is Theroj, he won't hurt you. He'll protect you, actually. He's going to get you out of here. I have to go get Ko."
Cole nodded,
"I'm fine. What about you---"
He had already left the room.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair

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ღ Ariella ღ
❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. ❤



ImageAriella was still looking at Morrigain when he looked away and spoke. "I won't let anyone hurt you...Not this time." Even though he turned from her, she could see that he had a distant look in his eyes. She was about to say something, but he pulled her close and picked her up, cradling her in his arms. Then he jumped down twenty feet and they landed silently on the ground.

Morgan gently put her down and made a fist in his hand. When he opened his hand, a ball like shadow floated in his palm. "What's that?" Aria asked, her voice hushed, as she slowly reached to touch it. But before she could, it grew and transformed into a shadow dragon.

The dragon looked to Morgan as he spoke in a rough, bizarre language. She couldn't figure out what he had said to the dragon. But he turned back to her and said. "His name is Uthri, he'll lead you out. Don't let his size fool you, he packs one heck of a punch. I'll send the others after you as soon as I get them. Look for the ship outside, that's where we're headed."

"Ship? What Ship!" The angel called out as the demon ran off, towards Cole's tank. Once she couldn't see him anymore, she spun on her bare heels to face the shadow dragon. "Well...Lead the way." She told it, as it just ignored her and moved towards the stairs. "Wait!" She said, catching up to the dragon. "Won't we get caught if we go down the stairs? I mean, that is where the guards are coming from." Though it seemed the dragon ignored her once more. With a sigh, she followed it. Maybe the dragon couldn't understand me. She thought, keeping her guard up.

It seemed the stairs weren't as bad as she had thought. Only a few guards had attacked them. Ariella was practically useless in fending them off, as she was bounded by a magic robe and still had her collar on which shocked her if she tried to use her powers. But Morgan wasn't kidding, the little shadow dragon had fought them off and they made it out of the Museum in no time. "Though you might not understand, but thanks for protecting me." She told the dragon, then looked around.

Aria couldn't help but smile a little. She had always dreamed of being able to go outside again. And now she is, finally out of that retched place, never going to return ever again. "Now, if only I wasn't wearing this robe, I could stretch my wings all the way out." She sighed, rolling her shoulders some as her back was starting to hurt again. "Well, time to go find this ship...Any idea where it's at?" She asked the dragon, but only responded in silence.

Hearing voices coming her way, the angel quickly searched for a place to hide. Seeing a clutter of bushes not far from her, she hurried over to them. She got down on her hands and knees and crawled in-between the bushed so her could hide. Crouching down on the bushes, there was a little whole from where she crawled through, so she could peak out. She put her pointer finger to her lips, while grabbing the dragon with her free hand, and lowering it to the ground.

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Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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((OurStars, I hope you don't mind me re-posting this for you...))

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Elise is glad that they had returned to the ship to form plans and such, as it would have been a bit more of a task to handle the guards in a dress. One that she may very well succeed at, but would prefer to avoid whenever possible. Thus, it is in a dark pair of trousers that she crouches, waiting as Maria distracts the guards. This is a situation with which both of the women should be somewhat familiar at this point- Maria grabs the attentions of the guard with batted eyelashes and the like, before Elisabeth swoops in and the pair knock them out. A little bit of Elisabeth feels bad for this pattern, knowing that Maria does not really like having to play the distraction through flirting with strangers, but it works a lot better that way- Maria does sweetness a good deal better than Elise has ever been able to, for one thing. Growing idle, yet still alert, Elise finds herself looking about for someone to deal with. It will help distract her from a few concerns the young woman has about this mission.

Like the fact that it is much based upon the word of a demon. Surely the demon will want to escape, she does not doubt this, but it would be foolish to not be on guard, all the same. Not a religious person, Elise doesn't think much about the angel and the demon in a biblical sense, but can't help but remain worried about the reputation that most demons have for chaos and the like. Should this Morrigain individual choose to turn on the crew, it could be a very terrible situation- one in which their best hope would be returning his collar onto him, or hoping that he remains in a weakened state due to captivity. No one has ever accused James of being the most cautious of people, but that is made up for by Elise's careful nature. She trusts her captain, of course, but hopes that he is not being arrogant in putting the success of the mission, and the safety of the crew, into the hands of a demon who is most likely not very well inclined towards humans at the moment. That's her other concern- that the creatures may think bitterly of them due to the way humans have treated them, and attack.

For now, she can only ensure that her part of the mission runs smoothly. Seeing a man walking towards Maria, she drops down from her position, which had been on a dark ledge, the glint of the sword being the first and last thing that man sees before being knocked out by a well placed hit to his neck. Her instinct is to kill him, likely due to having been raised with a less forgiving crew than this one, but as always, she restrains herself. The least dangerous person is a dead one, so long as evidence is well concealed, but that is simply not how things are done- not anymore.

The woman drags him over behind a wall, where he joins another security who is out cold from earlier. She returns to her perch, which gives her a both a good view of the unconscious, and an easy route surrounding at least half of the museum. Elise strains her ears to try and figure out how things are going on inside. She feels distanced from the action, but that only makes the woman even more uneasy, because the others don't really have a way of communicating with them from outdoors.

That being said, she has reason to be concerned as soon as a few more guards come outside, armed to the teeth and relatively buff. She's used to their type, but their sudden arrival can only mean one thing: what they are doing inside might get a bit harder. Out here, she can focus on knocking people out and dealing with the bodies. In there, they must also protect the supernaturals, find the correct collar remotes, and get out in such a way that fits the creatures. Elise drops down beside one of the armed men, who had walked in a pair, and holds her blade against his neck, focusing on his partner. "One word, I slit his neck," she says calmly, clearly not bluffing. Elise has never been the sort to simply bluff.

The man stares, or rather glares, at her silently, dropping his gun but never breaking her gaze. "Good. Thank you," Elise says, before throwing the main she has her sword to at him, causing both to stumble back before she deals with them.

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Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan

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Ko Jun Chan

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All the commotion in the museum woke Ko up immediately. People were yelling, there were crashing noises, and gunfire. The latter especially made him flinch since he didn't like the harsh, loud noises. Sitting up in the corner of the cage he had fallen asleep in, he tugged nervously at the ends of his sleeves, nervous because he couldn't see what was going on. Were the others escaping? Were they leaving him behind? Would they risk taking him with them when he had the potential to kill them all? Well, maybe not the angel. He wasn't sure how that bit worked, or even if his wakq powers would be strong against the other supernaturals. They would probably be strong against the mermaid, but maybe not against the angel and demon, he presumed. Not that he'd actually seen any of them before. Hell, he didn't know if they were even still exhibits in the museum. They could have died or been sold off or let go weeks ago for all Ko could tell; the possibilities were endless.

Shaking his head to free himself from his thoughts momentarily, he edged toward the front of his prison and rapped lightly on the mirror. "H-hello? Is anyone there? What's going on?" he paused there, hoping yet fearful for a response.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan

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[Colab between Naga's Shadow & Forensic_Anthro]




ImageMorgan walked slowly up to Ko's cage. Despite being a demon, he knew how dangerous wood spirits could be. Not to him directly, per say, but still. It didn't help that Morgan was wounded. He sighed, placing his hands against the glass. His right hand left a dark smear of blood. The cage was alot like his own, which meant that opening it would be no easy task. He walked around it, and finally gave up. He had to break the glass. He cursed and growled under his breath. The night was becoming more tedius than he'd intended. Still, he couldn't save the other two and leave the third behind.

Morgan shifted into his demon form, to give himself more room for error. It took him almost a full minuet, but he finally managed to break down one of the glass sides. He could see Ko sitting over in the corner. The demon reverted to his human form, wincing as his shouder throbbed. "Well, come on, we don't have all day. Ariella and Cole are already out, now it's your turn, kid."

The sound of the glass shattering startled Ko. His first instinct was to look over at the intruder, eyes wide as his gaze met the demon. Not having restrained his wakq, he would have stolen the demon's soul if he had had one. However, since he was not, Ko breathed a sigh of combined frustration and relief. As hungry as he was, he didn't want to kill any of the other exhibits.

Tugging anxiously at his sleeves, he meekly stood up and made his way across the broken glass that now filled his exhibit. When his feet touched the floor outside, relief flooded him.

"Thank you." he touched the demon's uninjured shoulder lightly with a gloved hand. "I'm not sure how I am a 'kid,' though. I'm plenty old, myself. Anyway, you said something about leaving, yes?"

Morgan felt something pull at him. The Wood Spirit's Wakq, perhaps? Morgan grinned slightly. "Sorry, to me you're a kid, you sure as hell look like one, don't matter how old you are. And sorry again, got nothing for you to...take." He wasn't quite sure how to phrase it. Did he actually eat souls? Morgan shook his head slightly, now wasn't the time to be thinking about this.

He flinched visibly when Ko touched his shoulder. "Sorry, I don't like people touching me." He muttered, and nodded when the spirit asked about leaving. "A group of pirates are breaking us out. Follow me, kid."

The two of them somehow, miraculously, managed to get out of the muesum without incident. Morgan looked around, and then gave a short whistle. Uthri and Theroj both came shooting out of nowhere, and straight up to their master, one perching on each shoulder. "Mobi wux jiil re. Nymuer ve. Si tuor wux jiil ekess nakta nomenoi fogah tokeq. Si tepoha creolnali si rigluin ekess tir shafaer sia kurjh. Zexenuma mrith Cole vur Ariella. Si mi jaunus Ko shilta jehli jaciar. Si geou confn spical lae soon lae si shilta. Gethrisj shafaer, jaka."**

Theroj flew off directly, landing on the rim of Cole's make-shift tank, but Uthri hesitated, the small dragon unwilling. Morgan spoke slightly more harsh to the dragon. "Gethisj! Ariella geou rigluin wux."^

Reluctantly, the dragn returned to the Angel's side, and Morgan stripped off his jacket. His bullet wound was bleeding profusely, the blood running down in dark red rivers over his arm, but he paid it little heed. He had to focus, and the pain helped him do that. He reached out to the Captian's mind.

"Listen, get your men out of there. I've gotten all the others out, they'll be waiting out here for you. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up to you. There's something I have to do, and it has to be alone. I just need you to get the others out of here. So move it."

Mogan glanced at the other three, speaking breifly. "Listen, the captian and his crew should be out here soon. Go with them, they'll get you off this godforesaken rock. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up in due time. I'm not going anywhere without my staff, I'm going back in there." As usual, the demon didn't wait for an answer or protest, but instead ran off, switching forms as he did so.





**"There you two are. Hear me. I want you two to keep these three safe. I have something I need to do on my own. Stay with Cole and Ariella. I am sure Ko can handle himself. I will come back as soon as I can. Go on, now."

^"Go! Ariella will need you."

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Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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Back aboard the Blue Phoenix, Captain James called the crew back on deck. He explained to the crew what was to go on in getting the exhibits. They were to free a demon named Morrigain first and trust that he will helped them. She was slightly glad that James and Kage were the ones sneaking into the Museum to get the four exhibits. She was just fine with being on the outside providing as a distraction. Though honestly, she didn't really like being a temptress, but she had to do it for the mission. Since she still had on her dress from earlier, she decided to keep it on. She couldn't really fight with a dress on, but it's good to keep on for being a distraction and let Elisabeth take down the guards while she lead them to her. She did, however, have her dagger hidden in the belt of the dress. It was only to be used if needed.




It was much darker now and fairly cold out, but she was almost use to this kind of weather, as she's been at sea and the nights were colder. Maria and Elisabeth were stationed out in front of the Museum. Elise was crouching somewhere in the dark where she'll take down the guards when Maria brought them over. There were more guards towards the entrance of the Museum than in the back. So Maria started with the back group of guards. Fan in hand, it covered her face except for her eyes. She lightly fluttered the fan while batting her eyelashes when she passed the first guards. Without a word, she closed the fan and flicked her hair back with it. She started walking towards Elise, when she looked over her shoulder and motioned for the guard to follow with her finger.

Once they were close enough, Elisabeth swoops in and the two knock him out. This was the routine of the nights mission. Maria grabbed the attention of the guards, leading the unknowing men to Elise, who then knocks the guys out. In the back of the Museum there was a small pile of guards who were knocked out. Maria and Elise had to be careful and keep an eye out for those who might regain conscience.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan

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ღ Ariella ღ
❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed. ❤




ImageAs Uthri, the shadow dragon, came out of the hiding spot, Ariella poked her head out of the bushed. Morrigain was standing a bit away, having Uthri and another shadow dragon perched on his shoulders. Knowing it was safe to show herself, she stood up and left her place in between the bushed. She brushed the dirt and leaves, that collected on the white robe, off.

Aria looked at Morgan, to see that the other dragon flew off to Cole's tank, which looked black and not solid at all. It was surprising to see that the water held like it would in a hard solid container. She then noticed Uthri seemed oppose to go back over to her. That is, until Morgan spoke to it in a harsh strange language.

The dragon soon came back to the Angel's side, somehow loathing her presence. "You don't like me, do you?" She asked Uthri, shrugging slightly. It can't be helped. The dragon is made from dark powers, while she was created from Heavenly powers. Yeah. He doesn't like me..

Soon enough, Ariella noticed Morgan's shoulder bleeding. There was a bullet wound and blood was all down his arm. She stepped closer to him, but he looked at the three and spoke quickly. "Listen, the captain and his crew should be out here soon. Go with them, they'll get you off this godforsaken rock. Don't wait on me, I'll catch up in due time. I'm not going anywhere without my staff, I'm going back in there."

"Wait! Morrigain! Let me at least..." She shouted after him. "Heal you..." Sighing, he had already shifted into his demon form and ran off back to the Museum.

Ariella turned to the other two. She knew she had an extra dress folded in her box, she just needed someone to undo the robe for her. Cole was probably the better choice than Ko. So she walked over to the mermaid's new tank. "Hey Cole. Can I ask you a favor?" She waited for the girl to replay, then continued. "You see, this robe is constricting my wings. It's like enchanted or something, so I can't take it off. I need someone else to do it for me. So would you mind helping me with it?" She asked, having somewhat of a pleading look on her face.

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Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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James Falcon

James heard footsteps incoming as he silently took down another guard from behind. He leaped onto a gargoyle to examine the numbers and how they spread out. Great... so much for subtlety... Now, I have to take them head on... Leaping towards one of the places he could use for cover, the Captain readied his rifle and shot a solo guard in the hand that held a pistol. This brought the attention of others that were armed with firearms. After each shot made, be it for a kill or just to keep them from shooting at him, he would duck behind whatever cover he had and ready the rifle quickly for another shot.They were drawing nearer despite the numbers, forcing him to leap, roll, and leap again, to something else to duck behind, further away from the guards still pursuing him.

Once they were all dealt with, at least the ones with firearms, James put away his rifle then ran up to one of the guards armed with a sword. He slid on his knees to evade a slash prior to spinning to trip him. That out of the way, he got up and punched the man in the head so hard, he fell unconscious. Two now came towards him. He simply waited for them to make a move before he moved his head and the upper portion of his torso different directions in an effort to evade the slashes and stabs, followed by a leap in midair sideways as he spun without his hands or feet touching the ground. One of the two came at him alone with a lunge, to which James reacted by stepping sideways and grabbing the opponent to throw him down to the ground and punch him brutally in the head to knock him out.

The Captain barely had enough time to pull out his saber to block an incoming slash. Details cut short, he defeated the swordsmen that came at him before he heard, in his head, Morrigain telling him to get everyone out of there. It was not that hard, since he pretty much killed or knocked out most of the guards in the immediate area of the museum, to make it back to ventilation. There waiting for him was Kage. "We've done it! The supernatural beings have escaped. Three of them are headed to the Blue Phoenix. The fourth, the demon named Morrigain, will catch up to us, later! Hurry, we better get on board before it's too late!"

Once outside the building, he told Maria and Elise it was time to go, pointing out that they would meet three of the supernatural beings there, the fourth catching up at a later time. He did not tell anyone until everyone he knew would head to the Blue Phoenix was on board, but he was actually wounded in the fight, a bullet to his shoulder. To make matters worse, all that melee made the pain larger. "I've been through worse than this."

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Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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The distract-and-take out tactic had worked rather well for Maria and Elise, especially in minimizing damages, as most of their victims had hardly seen Elise coming when the experienced first mate had swung down and knocked them out. It helps, of course, that she is well trained in using more underhanded tactics, ones which allow her to deal with them and yet have hardly a scratch on herself. That being said, she does have a shallow gash on her arm, but it hadn't been that bad, and the blood over it has already begun to dry, no longer flowing out of it. This is likely because it had cut in such a location so as to avoid any large veins. Upon being given the go ahead from Captain James, the woman nods, solemnly, and waits for Maria to walk ahead of her before following the rest to the ship, where the supernatural creatures supposedly await their arrival. She wonders how wise it is to have them be there before the crew arrives, but somewhat reassures herself with the belief that they will hardly be able to just make off with the ship- especially not in the state they are likely in at the moment.



Once the crew has reached the boat once more, Elise feels more at ease, the tension in her muscles loosening somewhat with the strong smell of old wood and salt, and the sound of waves lapping against the ship. Boats have been her home for a long time now, and she always more comfortable on one than on land, even if the latter doesn't rock or sway quite as much. She wants to climb up to the Crow's Nest, but waits on deck all the same, listening for further word from their captain, who always has something or another to say, it seems.

This time, his news is a bullet wound in the shoulder, a somewhat common injury for seasoned pirates, but still one to be tended to immediately, all the same. Elise wants to inspect the wound, of course, but waits to see if there are any further discussions to be had about what they have just done. About the fact that unfamiliar creatures with abilities beyond their own will be on their ship for an indefinite period of time. Her eyes flicker towards Maria, whom she recalls has a distinct lack of fondness for supernatural creatures, wondering how she is feeling about all this. Elise doubts she would protest even if she wanted to, for the girl simply doesn't seem the type to. Perhaps this will provide more experiences for the girl, though, who is still rather green in the world of pirates.

As there is no immediate discussion following the Captain's information, Elise decides to speak up about it. "You should allow one of us to look at it for you- besides, we need to be in top shape with the new members we are bringing onto the ship," she says, both telling him to have his injury dealt with and revealing, not for the first time, her belief that taking these creatures will require them being on high guard- both against the creatures and those who may try to harm the creatures.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: Kage Isiah

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ImageAs Morgan approached the doorway back into the museum, it was quiet. The Demon's ears pricked forward, listening intently. He couldn't hear much, not even breathing. He didn't like that. He really didn't like that. But, he had to go back, he had to get his staff. That wasn't the only reason.

The wolf trotted forward, sniffing. Still nothing. And then the world exploded. Something hit him in his wounded shoulder, which made him howl and recoil in pain. Not able to stand, he slumped to the floor, snarling, looking around for his assialant. There were armored guards all around him, in the shadows. The wolf laid his ears back and growled. He stood up shakily, warily looking at the men, who were slowly advancing. They had his surrounded. But why hadn't he heard them, smelled them?

And then it hit him. Blood. There was too much blood, that was all he could smell. The guards were smeared with it, they had used it against him. Snarling, the demon attacked. Cornered and wounded, he had nowhere else to go, nothing more to do than drive the attack. It did not go well.

Shots were fired, but most only grazed him, and then, the chains came. Something hit Morgan in the head, and the last thing he remembered before fainting was laughter. But was it his or someone else's? He didn't know.

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Pain. It was Morgan's whole world right now. It was all he knew. Pain, blood, more pain. His head was a cloud of anger and confusion. He coudn't tell what time it was, if he'd been here only a few seconds or an eternity. Did it matter? Maybe he would get to se Reena again, if the pain would only end. The guards pulled at his chains, making them tighter, and a gutteral scream tore it's way from Morgan's throat. So much pain. Why couldn't it just end?

To see the sight Morgan made was horrifying. They had the demon chained by each wrist, and strung from the ceiling. He hung there, suspended ten feet about the floor. What made it worse was the wounds that covered him. He had bullet holes and gashes all along his bare torso, arms, and back. There was a nasty one over his right eye, the blood running down his face.

But the very worst part of it was the symbol he made. They had him hanging in the picture of a crucifiction, a cruel jape of the God Morrigain had abandoned. There was even a cross hanging behind him, with a nine painted on it, in his own blood. Once again the Demon lost conciousness.






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Kage did as he was told, and followed his orders, making sure the three mythical creatures got aboard the ship. Still, he wasn't so sure about the mermaid. Weren't they supposed to eat fishermen or something? What did it say about pirates? Didn't they drag men to the bottom of the see to give them children and then they were eaten? The young man sighed, and headed over to the Angel. She seemed the least threatening, and he had to get their collars off.

"Well, uh, miss...shall we get started? I'll be in charge of getting those wounderful fashion accessories off of the three of you. It's my understanding the Demon already has his off, if he comes back at all."

Never make a deal with a demon, the thing is probably waiting to drag us all off to it's lair or something to sacrifice us to Satan.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills

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Cole looked awkwardly at the small shadow dragon. She didn't see how such a tiny thing, nonetheless, a shadow was going to help her get out of here.
Then again, she could never really underestimate a demon. The little dragon had varied the tank down the stairs, something she had thought it incapable of doing.
Honestly, she thought the stairs were going to be a nightmare, but found out it wasn't that bad.
There weren't many guards, and either way, the dragon ended up being pretty good, and getting her out in no time.
She practically did nothing the whole time, but there wasn't really much she could do, being part fish.
The dragon had se the tank down in the bushes, so it was hidden.
Cole stuck her head out of the tank. Even though she was part fish, she was part human, and needed a little air now and then. The museum staff had begged to differ, and it took lots of energy out of her, not getting any air.
"It's been too long,"
She whispered, whimsically.
After Morgan ran off again, the angel Ariella walked over to the her newly made tank. "Hey Cole. Can I ask you a favor?"
"Yes...?"
""You see, this robe is constricting my wings. It's like enchanted or something, so I can't take it off. I need someone else to do it for me. So would you mind helping me with it?" Ariella had a painful begging look.
"Sure, I guess."
Cole undid the knot that was tied in the front of the robe. She then helped slid it off the angel's body.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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ღ Ariella ღ
❤ To Love is To Destroy and to Be Loved is to be The One Destroyed ❤



ImageOnce Cole helped with the robe situation, Ariella opened up her little wooden box. Inside were her three music instruments, four pieces of cloth, and an extra light pink dress. Pink wasn't really her favorite color, but it was the only thing she could wear at the moment. So, she put on the dress and unfurled her wings out some, about the same amount she would back in her cage. The relieved some of the irritating pain in her back, but not all of it. The collar, still around her neck, made it difficult for her to fully let her wings expand.

A minute or two later, where was four dark silhouettes running towards the three in the near distance. Aria, not knowing who they were, was on high guard. But as they got closer, she sensed the sad aura that she felt back in the Museum earlier that day. "Don't worry guys. They're here to help us….I hope." She told the other two, as the silhouettes turned into detailed people. Acting very confident in her approach, she walked up to the four strangers, arms crossed over her chest. "Morrigain told us to go with you. That you'll take us away from this place." She took a deep breath, letting it out, before continuing. "So. Bring us to where we'll be able to leave this stupid place."

Soon enough everyone, the four pirates and the three supernaturals, were aboard a large ship. The ship was pretty large from just looking at it on the outside, but now standing on the deck of the she it seemed much bigger. The gentle sounds of waves crashing against the sides of the ship and the heavy smell of salt in the air, made the atmosphere seem all the more relaxing.

Out of the four pirates, the oldest male seemed to be the Captain. His only comment of the raid at the Museum was his bullet wound in the shoulder. At first, no one seemed to either notice or care or say anything about it. It was silence that filled the air. The crew seemed to be waiting for the Captain to give further instructions, while the supernaturals had no clue what to do at this point. Finally, someone seemed to speak up. "You should allow one of us to look at it for you- besides, we need to be in top shape with the new members we are bringing onto the ship," It was one of the females, most likely the older one, the other girl didn't seem the type to speak up.

Ariella was going to suggest that she could easily heal the wound, but she'd need this godforsaken collar off for her to do so. As if on cue, the younger man went over to her. "Well, uh, miss...shall we get started? I'll be in charge of getting those wonderful fashion accessories off of the three of you. It's my understanding the Demon already has his off, if he comes back at all."

The angel looked at the boy, from head to toe and back. He seemed alright, not trustworthy, but alright. "You know how to get these off us?" She tried to not sound overjoyed. "And yes, Morrigain already has his collar off. And I bet by tomorrow he'll on this ship by tomorrow." Her arms were crossed over her chest again. They didn't understand, just because Morgan was a demon, doesn't mean his evil. She knows that now, still feeling horrible that she was afraid to even touch him back at the Museum when he was there to save her.

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Character Portrait: Ariella Character Portrait: Morrigain Alistair Character Portrait: Cole Sills Character Portrait: James Falcon Character Portrait: Kage Isiah Character Portrait: Elisabeth Sinclair Character Portrait: Ko Jun Chan Character Portrait: Maria Del Rosario Gutierrez

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Maria's and Elizabeth's routine for distract and take-out worked. In no time the guards who came outside were quickly taken care of. The only sort of injury Maria got were a few bruises on her arms from when some guards gripped her wrist. Luckily Elise was were to knock them out and release her. She didn't have it bad nor did Elise, though she had a few shallow gashed on her arms.

Without realizing it, the Captain had come running out of the Museum with Kage. It was only when Captain James told the two that it was time to go. They first needed to retrieve three of the four supernaturals and lead them back to the ship. Once the three were with the crew, they headed to the ship.

Back aboard the Blue Phoenix, Maria felt more relaxed, but not too relaxed. Captain James told everyone that he had gotten wounded in the shoulder by a gun shot. "I've been through worse than this." This made the girl a bit worried some, as the thought of it getting infected and worse before being treated filled her mind.

To make matters worse, the girl felt a bit unease by the fact that there were three supernaturals on their ship. Two of which could possibly kill someone. She was somewhat glad that the demon wasn't aboard, at least not yet. She stood close to the angel, but not too close. The angel seemed the nicest and she had always heard good stories about them. While on the other hand, the stories she heard about mermaids always ended with a poor soul being drowned by these creatures. And the wood spirit's stories were terrifying, one look and you could be dead in seconds.

Upon hearing Elise tell the Captain to treat his wound as everyone needed to be in the best shape having the three supernaturals on board, she spoke up "I agree, you shouldn't think lightly of your injury. Especially since we now have these three with us."

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