I stand up, a little wobbly. I ask Gwen politely for a Crystal.

After having gotten it, I close my hand around it, the chaos in my head giving me my kind of focus. I slowly start to mend the bullet wound, but I only mend it enough to stop the bleeding. I then use the rest of it up mending the sections of my brain that were activated during that seizure.

"Sorry everyone, I lost a lot of blood..." I say, only slightly slurred now. Axy-boy and me only met twice. Once when I was 5, and another time when I was ten, the only family reunion I remember us going to. It really wasn't much of a wonder why Gwen couldn't quite remember him.

"Put it in the storage closet for now," I whisper to him. "It's past that door and immediately to your left." I press my hands to my eyes, rubbing strange visions from my eyesight. It's a girl of about my age....her hair is a beautiful white. She looks almost queen-like...and a light shines from her. Behind her is a woman in red, also queenly. She looks angrier though, and a silhouette of a man with shining magenta eyes holds her close....

Bah! It's all in my head.

Just as Otto left the scene Nai tried chasing him, but he stood no chance against the skilled mercenary, and as Nai reached the exit of the church he could follow the speed for a while, but in one of the street corners, as Nai turned Otto was gone... "Darn!...i lost him.. master didnt informed me about those crazy skills!"

Nai walked back to the church in hope to see Travid along the way, but an idea occured to him. did that silver girl hire him maybe?...In that case I should ask about his whereabouts to her!

Nai was now running back to the church in hope to find the young woman, but when he was back they had gone...He asked people around "Hey have you seen a silver haired valkyrie with a wounded angel pass by?" Slowly this lead him to the Council, where he heard a *smack!* from afar, as he got to the council and was about to enter: they didn't let him in as he was not part of the Council.

"I just want to meet with the silver haired girl! p-please let me in..!" But the guards just laughed at Nai "Lady Gwenyvier ? There is no way we will let you in, what is a peasant girl like you doing here anyway? haha, get back to laudry kid, this is not a joke, we are skilled fighters here." Nai got angry at the guard that was mocking him, he kicked the first one in the crotch and swiftly knocked the other's head against his knee with a lot of force, making them both fall on the ground momentarily unconcious, or unnable to move or speak at least. -I'm not a girl!- He thought..

Nai was about to enter the building nonchalently looking for the silver haired girl who seemed to be called "Gwendiva? Gwentiver? gwenriver.....grendiver...granddiva...gwenirevir...?" but he noticed a handsome guy leaning against the wall. -He is probably waiting for someone.. or maybe...those mean guards didnt let him in either?! Wait, isnt he the mysterious person from before in the church?..hmm..-

Nai stayed staring at the blonde haired person, as he looked at the young man's eyes he muttered to himself "have i met him before...?"But as he tried to remember he could swear he felt for an instant a sharp pain run all over his body.. Nai shaked his head and quickly said to him "So, are you comming in or not?" pointing at the Council door.

*SMACK* I couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the outburst. I was given a few quizzical looks at from some of the angels. "Someone hasn't mastered their teleforce abilities yet." I said behind a grin. This council meeting just got a whole lot more interesting. The group dynamic behind the group was....flawed at best. I found it hard to believe that they had breached the compound all on their own. "If....you're done playing around, would you mind informing us on what happened at that facility?" I asked with genuine interest to the group.

Just as Otto left, Nai ran after him. One by one everyone left. Travid still was left in the dark. So he walked up the stairs and out the door to do...something. He sat down on a bench and pulled out a sack lunch. He got out a sandwich and took a bite. While eating he looked at his wrist watch. 'Council meeting's starting pretty soon. I'll try to make it, I still need to know what happened'. Finishing his sandwich, Travid was about to head to the Council building until...a blue police box appeared. The door opened to reveal a man in a suit with a bow tie. "C'mon then, get in!" He shouted.
"Bu-wha, it-it just appeared!"
"Yeeah, forgot about how that affects people. Just get in."
"And I'm just supposed to trust you?"
"Pretty much, yeah."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I tell you that this universe has been thrown out of balance by another time traveler, not me, and that you aren't supposed to have the life you have in this time period. Same time squiggles, you're just not supposed to here."
"Then, has my life been a lie?"
"Only half of it. Oh don't give me that look, you'll get over it in no time."
"And if I still don't go with you?"
"Then you disappear from reality, are all angels this stubborn or is it just you?"
"Wait, what parts of my life are a lie and what was supposed to happen?"
"Well, in this time stream you broke into Gwenyvier's house which led you into the espionage business. But you are slowly fading away from reality, which is why no one can hear you. You probably felt the affects earlier, just in a small dose of what's to come. Now, you're fading away because you're not supposed to be here. In the correct time stream you're still an angel, as in the species not the goody too shoes, but you never broke into Gwenyvier's house. Instead you chose to join the Spiral Order. Isn't that strange, an Angel within Morai? Anyway, you're still in the espionage business so don't freak out if you thought you were going to be a cannon fodder. You were assigned to Euclid's squad, and we should probably get going now. I'll drop you off at an appropriate point of time then be off. I'll use the memory worm on you so you don't remember this ever happening and then a dose of Re-re-remember. The Re-re-remember should jog your memory back to the other time stream. You won't remember what happened in this time stream, but you'll remember everything from the other." the man explained.
"Wait, but what's your name?"
"A bit pointless don't you think?"
"Regardless of that"
"I'm The Doctor."
"Doctor Who?"

(Sorry for the long post but Travid has less interactions, so Thin put me into Euclid's squad. I don't own Doctor Who)

After slapping the boy hard, Gwen immediately cried, "No! Topo! I'm so, so sorry Damian. I harbored an unkind thought, and he carried it out. Can you forgive me?"

I turn to stare at Gwen. I thought really hard, and hoped she can read my mind, 'You owe me. You seriously owe me. I'm going outside to put my chainmail.'

Without another word, I just walked out the door, and turned left. True enough, I found a storage cabinet. I glanced around, then took off my shift and pants, leaving my near-naked. I quickly take off the chain-mail, then wear my pants and stuff again. The headset I kept. I had a feeling I would be needing that. After leaving the bomb generator on the cabinet too, I walked back to the meeting room, only to be stopped by an old cleaning lady. "Excuse me." I said politely, walked past her, but she blocked that too. She glanced backwards, then shot me.

OOC: I seriously hope Gwen could read minds then. Or else I would be lost for eternity...
OOC II: Morai spies everywhere.....
OOC III: IN case you're wondering about the old lady, it's in Johnny English Reborn :P

As Euclid fell from the blast, charred pieces of his armor and shield scattered among the field. Travid watched as their fearless leader fell in battle. The squad let out a battle cry and charged into the enemy. Travid shield bashed a Morai soldier, knocking him off balance. He pulled out a calibur and sunk it into the Moras' mid section. With a quick pull the blade was set free. Dmat threw a Freezing Vaporizer towards a group of cannon fodders (enemy recruits) wrapping them into a cold cocoon . Little Lance rushed to Euclid's aid, cracked open a Medical pill (dubbed as the Quick Revive) and shook out the healing dust onto his wounds. With the risk of bombardment we carried Euclid to a safer location. As he regained consciousness bombshells shook the earth. We escaped with our lives. We came across a creek and Euclid declared it to be our resting place.
Time Warp
Travid woke up abruptly with a hand on his mouth. Then a arm wrapped around his neck in a attempt to knock him out from lack of air. As Travid struggled to get the person off he felt a needle go into his neck. Why do they always use the Tranquilizer he thought as he descended into a deep slumber.

(I'll post the rest of it tomorrow. I've already typed a large post today, not in the mood to do it again)
EDIT: This should do, for now at least. I'll post the rest of it before the end of the day.

I stand alone, surrounded by water. I see a doorway of light. Where amI? I ask softly within my head. A Dragon of Stars rises from the dark depths of the water. You are currently nowhere and everywhere. Living and dying. Welcome, Prince O' Beasts, to the Realm of Lost Souls, the place where souls lost forever dwell. You are in your true form. I look down, and see the large white and red form of a Jabberwock. But enough about formalities. The doorway is the beginning of your path. You are christened immortality by me, since the Core is lost in this time period. But be warned: The Darkness is still strong.

I feel my Eye of Water fall upon a boy of white hair and red eyes, withholding the Myrtenaster itself, which Gwen is eventually given. The Star Dragon shoves me away....

THIRD-PERSON MODE

Xindao's form glows bright white as his DNA is changed. White hair has been tinged with red, eyes glow with a new light, wings of a Snarbolock extend from his back. Xindao has completely vanished, and Seatus looks up to find every eye on him.

((OOC: If you're surprised, so be it. Me and Quexi have been collaborators for the past month, and he said he has to go for awhile. I've been talking with him via email. We have a great plot twist.

Oh, and the Alice Chronicles might have something small to do with it.))

I stare at everyone, all seated around the table. I stand, having to speak the Prophecy my vessel had been dreaming of for the last month.
Fire has caught, and it begins to burn.

A plan with enemies has begun it's churn.

Life will be immortalized, and life will be ended.

Life will be an abomination, life will be extended.

A battle will strike a stolen city and it's king with regret.

As the Queens rise, White, and Scarlet

"Who's Xindao?" I ask softly, not remembering the name from Cradle's history. "And what planet am I on? What year?"

I look at the other Snarbolax in the room. I point to him under the table, just so Gwen could see, and I whisper in her ear. "Get rid of him. He will ruin the plans of OPERATION SKYLARK. He's a listening device...."

Astraea

Our group walks back to the Council building in relative silence. When we finally arrived home, a courier comes out to meet me. It's Auriel, a seraphim only a year younger than I. He rushes to my side and says, "My Queen, where were you? The meeting starts in just a few minutes!"

I wave as if to say, "I'll explain later," and ask him, "Hey, I need you to do a little spying for me." He raises his eyebrows in askance, and I continue, "Whenever it's convenient for you, have a look at the First Baptist Church." I take a moment to cough into my sleeve, then say, "There's a tunnel in the back; go inside. Check to see if there's anything suspicious there, and be as thorough as possible. Files, pictures, anything, bring it back to me if it looks to be of even the slightest bit of importance. Take a small force of Archangels with you, and if they complain, tell them its a direct order from me. Understood?"

Auriel gives me a cautious look and replies awkwardly, "But, my Queen, I can't-" he was cut off by a withering look from me. I decided to play the bad cop and growled, "Look, I'm not asking. I'm ordering you to investigate the tunnels beneath that church. Now, are you going to disobey a direct order from your queen?"

Auriel shakes his head at me, and I wave him away. Good. That takes care of having to investigate the church. He should report to me within a few hours. I continue to trail behind the others, and watch as Kirito and Gwen engage in amiable chatter for a short time as we linger outside.

A smile spreads on my face as I take in the beauty of the gardens surrounding the Council building. Cherry blossoms were in bloom, Snipes sang in the trees, and the bushes were bursting with color from the berries that were just beginning to sprout on their branches. Life was good.

But not for much longer. A huge event was looming on the horizon, and I never saw it coming.
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I take my seat in the meeting hall and lift my legs up on a chair lazily. The contents of the meeting begun to bore me, and I do what I do at every meeting; take a nap and hope I don't get caught, otherwise Takiza will have my hide.
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I make small talk with Gwen as we trudged back to the Council Building. I barely hear myself talk; I'm too absorbed in her beauty. Her silky white hair, her tender eyes... I couldn't help but blush.

My little revelry is interrupted when Axis comes along. He greets Gwen and Xindao, but I don't pay attention to their conversation.

My mind snaps back to reality when, for reasons unbeknownst to me, Xindao decides to hurl a rock lazily at Top and miss just by a fraction of an inch. He holds a hand to his shoulder, pressing slightly, and grimaces. Only then do I notice the large bullet wound on his shoulder and shoot Gwen a concerned look. Xindao asks with much difficulty, "Shoot, someone? Anyone see a bullet anywhere?" With that, he passes away, a delirious expression plastered on his face.

I frown. He looks so much like... The Valentine patriarch. The one I had just murdered only an hour or so ago. I had been planning the death of the man who ordered my family's assassinations for months, no, years. Gwen most likely knew my suspicions about her family, but thought I had the goodness in my heart to forgive them. Well, I didn't. I do not forgive. I do not forget. I did, however, take vengeance in the most brutal, torturous ways I knew how.

And I was able to look Gwen, the girl I'd crushed on since childhood, in the eye and act like nothing happened.

She, Axis, Diablo, and Xindao were the only ones left, and therefore my last targets. Didn't she know that? I loved her and respected her brother, but still, a primal lust for blood raged within me, and I knew I couldn't stop my hunt for vengeance until all the Valentines were dead, even Gwen.

I stop reminiscing and brooding over my twisted personality when I see Gwen kneel beside her brother. She administered medical aid, probably through teleforce. Xindao jerks forward, having spasms over his entire body. A concerned smile on her face, Gwen asks, "You okay Xin?"

Struggling to return the smile, Xindao replies, "Of course," then promptly proceeds to vomit. Gwen nods. "Good! That means we can get back on our way to the Council meeting. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

She helps Xindao to his feet, and everything proceeds as normal.

She walks over to Axis and begins telling him something. As we arrive at the Council building, it's massive doors swing open. A seraphim races out to Astraea as soon as the gates open and begins to engage in conversation with her. Probably flirting. I smirk at that idea; I doubt anyone would be able to successfully flirt with Astraea; she repels any attempts by even the most dashing men.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and see Gwen by my side again. She proceeds to explain in a rapid-fire way of speaking, "Okay, so here's the low-down on what happened. I organized an effort to penetrate the CE storage room underneath First Baptist Church. I got Otto, Topo, and Archemiday in on it." At the name Archemiday, I snarl, and Gwen backs off a step or two.

She continues, "We tried to get in, but I figured they'd ambush us, so I had them stay at the door. I was right, but I couldn't escape and got shot and nearly kidnapped when Xindao found us and rescued us. Then Astraea arrived and I told her about my findings. Somebody shot our prisoner, but I didn't see who it was. Most of the dead were Morai, but one was an angel from my own family. The rest you know." I sigh. This all sounded very sudden and suspicious to me. First of all, how did Gwen even know where this CE facility was? How long had she known about it? Why was she even INTERESTED in this facility? I'll have to ask these questions later.
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We finally enter the Council's meeting hall. For some reason, our entire group decided to tag along, although this was a members only meeting. Gwen leans her head against a wall and sighs. "I'm gonna have an interesting time explaining all that to the Council, too. Say, what's that guy doing over there?" She pointed to the guy who had apparently just decided to tag along with us. "I think he's flirting with me." My eyes flare red, and I doubt that I look entirely sane. I hear Gwen think,

Somebody smack him.

I smirk. Happy to oblige. But Top beats me to it. He laughs quietly to us, "I'll get it done." Casually, he walks over to the guy and innocently tilts his head.

Suddenly, Top's left hand went up as if for a high five, then smacks him across the face at full force. Both Axis and I let out short bursts of laughter at this antic. Top comes back to us and smirks at Gwen, "Anything you need me to do, 'lil miss princess?"

Sadly, Gwen does something both Top and I disapprove of. She cries out in dismay, "No! Topo!"

Looking at the bast*rd Top hit, she apologizes. "I'm so, so sorry Damian. I harbored an unkind thought, and he carried it out. Can you forgive me?" she wrings her hands nervously and gives me a sad look. I return with but a cold glare. Top and I both roll our eyes at each other as if to say, "Girls." Top, obviously irritated, simply leaves the room.

Axis cuts in, "If....you're done playing around, would you mind informing us on what happened at that facility?"

Gwen replies, "Patience, Axis. All shall be explained when the White Council meets in a moment." She takes a seat and rings a bell. With that, the meeting commences. I catch Astraea half asleep, giving everyone cold glares, and smile.

I turn my head back to Gwen. She When everyone was seated, Gwen steps up to the podium, shuffling a group of index cards in her hands. She clears her throat and begins to speak.

"Greetings and good morrow, honorable Enforcers of the White Council. On the first day of Heptadon in the year one thousand sixteen, which is today, we are gathered together with one accord to speak upon matters concerning the enforcement and promotion of justice, peace, liberty, and love." I growl at the second subject: peace. Something like that was impossible for our nations to maintain for long.

Gwen continues, "Remembering that it is our solemn duty to serve the individuals whom we lead, we are expected to observe every limitation and requirement we impose on others where applicable."

A frown grows upon my face. Enough with the formalities, I think. Get on with it already. Gwen says, "In accordance with our previous meeting on the first day of Hexadon in the current year, I have at long last confirmed that government agents of Valhalla and Moras are collaborating on a mutually beneficial enterprise. Specifically, the evidence, which I shall shortly bring before you, suggests that this enterprise involves the collection of unusually large quantities of highly-purified crystal energy." With that, everyone's interested. Astraea always had a habit of chewing on small bits of Crystal Energy, so this topic picquet her interest like a pack of gum. Come to think of it, she sees no difference between gum and CE.

The Uranus Queen sits up in her chair, listening to Gwen attentively. "Shortly before today's meeting, I embarked on a self-imposed mission to verify reports from my unnamed sources that there was a crystal energy storage room belonging to the Valhalla-Moras joint enterprise below the First Baptist Church here in the city of Al'Mire."

" I discovered the presence of no fewer than fifty cubic-meter crates containing at least twenty or more 8-by-10 centimeter cylindrical metal cans of highly-purified crystal energy. While this information should not, on its own merit, be a cause for concern, the behavior of the occupants of this storage room suggests that this collection operation has unrighteous intentions. I and my companions were fired upon by four individuals, three of whom were human and one of whom was angelic."

After a silence, she finishes, "Let us debate upon the implications of my testimony. What think you all?"

She steps down from the podium and returns to her chair... And is replaced by the boy, Damian. He speaks confidently, "I have a thesis that may be correct. Crystal energy does not form naturally on Isora. That is correct, is it not? Now, what is quite possible is that the Morai and Valhallans have either made or got their hands on a machine that could possibly convert any type of matter into contained, pure electricity, or as you call it, crystal energy, which would allow for far more efficiency at powering electronics. If this is so, then as we all know, this would result in chaos and disorder as all the countries would want to get their hands on it, thus causing war. Or it may jumpstart a new form of warfare."

I smirk at this thought. I always had a morbidly intense interest in war. "Whichever you prefer." Damian slowly returned to his seat.

Suddenly, Xindao falls to the ground. He glows a splendid white and his form begins to change. His hair is tinged with crimson, his eyes glowing with a fiery passion. Spikes, jagged wings extended from his back.

What. The. ****.

Gwen runs over to the beast and sobs, "Xindao? Xindao! What happened to you? Where did you go? ANSWER ME, VOGDAMNIT!!" She hugs the monster tightly and sobs on its shoulder.

Vanaduke clears his throat and rubs a few tears from his eyes. My own are not even the least bit moist. I surprise myself; Id known Xindao since childhood, yet his strange disappearance didn't disturb me in the slightest.

Vanaduke coughs, "Ahem, good sir, you should probably answer the lady."

The beast ignores Vanaduke's suggestion and says, "A plan with enemies has begun it's churn.
Life will be immortalized, and life will be ended.
Life will be an abomination, life will be extended.
A battle will strike a stolen city and it's king with regret.
As the Queens rise, White, and Scarlet." Astraea's eyes widen at the last line, but I'm not sure this prophecy speaks of her.

(OOC: does it, Seatus? Is Astraea one of the two Queens in this prophecy?)

The beast blinks, then asks,

"Who's Xindao? And what planet am I on? What year?"

He suddenly looks at Sir Snarble, whose fur Astraea is still absentmindedly brushing, and says, "Get rid of him. He will ruin the plans of OPERATION SKYLARK. He's a listening device...."

I snarl. Who did this creature think it was to just take my friends place and order us to do everything it wants?

Gwen replies coldly and emotionlessly, "Xindao is my brother. You are on Isora. Today's date is Day 1 of Heptadon, 1016. Sir Snarble is an honorable member of the White Council, and I shall not remove him without evidence of wrongdoing. You owe him an apology for the slight."

Sir Snarble chuckles and licks Astraea's palm as he says, "It's okay, I'm not offended... buuuut you should still apologize anyways."

Vanaduke, however, was immensely curious. "How fascinating! Are you from the future?"

The creature nods, but he looks uncertain. I notice Astraea, trembling with rage, slowly get up from her seat.

Oh sh*t. This just got real.

The Uranus Queen begins to glow a brilliant gold, and her eyes were pure white slits, narrowed in anger. Her hair is longer and tinged both gold and white, while her wings are significantly larger, radiating pure power. Her body flickers between her normal state and this one, a form nicknamed by demons as the very "Wrath of the Heavens".

Her bow, Artemis, glows a furious red and white. Nocking an arrow, she growls, "Why the hell are you here? And how did you get here in the first place? Most important of all, what in the name of Vog have you done to our friend Xindao?" A primal rage burned within the Uranus Queen's eyes, a rage I'd never witnessed ever before.

I look nervously at the beast. He'd better start answering Astraea's questions, otherwise his time here would be very short.
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OOC: wow, this is what I miss after one day? Yeesh, guys! Well, here's a post; sorry for the delay.

"He's real, but he wasn't born a Snarbolax, Gwen." I whisper, then place on a smile. "I'm sorry." I apologize.

I look around. Everyone seemed a bit appalled. I look to Gwen. "Your brother's fine. He's simply in another realm. I can talk to you about it later, but right now, we've got to stay focused on what's about to happen, and what SHOULD need to happen."

"The Artemis Bow.....your Astraea!" I exclaim. "You want to know who I am, fine. I am the Son of the Great Snarbolax himself. If you need to know what that is, it's like a godly Dragon. He fell from grace though, and I am the last Great Snarbolax, or Snarbolock as we were called originally, walking this plane of existence. I have experienced many hardships, all ending in service to the Core. But you don't know what that is yet, do you?
"Now, a being greater than any of us can imagine sent me here. I am a greater change than any force alive. I can change what's about to happen."[Other part REDACTED for safety of Roleplay]
[NEW PART]
"Please, the Prophecy I spoke of was spoken because Xindao wasn't sure how true it was. Two colliding forces are returning, and the being who sent me here is in trouble. This race is also a great change. We must keep it alive. I can pull that off with a lot of help. If you need to know anything more ask me, but this whole Council could be endangered by my words. I suggest you choose your immediate Council members(the ones who live in the Council building) and anyone they trust come with me to talk in private. The situation is dire. Please!" My hair is whipped by an invisible wind, displaying my desperation.

I wake up, to find a man in red regalia approaching me.

I took a deep breath. Okay, first things first, look around: 4 walls, semi transparent windows.....

Pioritize: The man headed towards me.

Weapons? None.

The man sat down, and offered me a cup of tea. I stared at it, then looked at the man.
"Hello there young man," he said in a mature, smooth voice. "I'm delighted to have finally met you. You are a hard man to catch, Topoyozada. Come now, don't be shy! I won't bite. Here, have some tea."

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned. I'd like to keep you alive, if you don't mind." I stared at the cup, and took a sip. It was good. I ask the man "When is it right now? Was I drugged? Who are you? Where am I? Who was the old lady? Am I dead? And if you wouldn't mind, can I have some breakfast? Eggs and smoked Chroma would be AWESOME."

Xindao began transforming into a...... beast? The beast utters some weird prophecy about something, before inquiring,"Who's Xindao? And what planet am I on? What year?" His face somehow turned to look at Sir Snarble, before turning back to Gwen and whispering,"Get rid of him. He will ruin the plans of OPERATION SKYLARK. He's a listening device...."

Astraea snarled. Damian growled. Who did this beast think he was, uttering mindless prophecies and trying to get rid of an honorable member of the Council? Then again, who was Damian to think that?

Gwen sat still for a moment, before forming a fist of her hand."Xindao is my brother. You are on Isora. Today's date is Day 1 of Heptadon, 1016. Sir Snarble is an honorable member of the White Council, and I shall not remove him without evidence of wrongdoing. You owe him an apology for the slight."

Sir Snarble chuckled, and seemed to not care about what the madman said. "It's okay, I'm not offended." Gwen shot a glare at him. "...buuuut you should still apologize anyways."

Vanaduke was far more entertaining. "How fascinating! Are you from the future?"

The creature nodded slightly, as if uncertain. Astraea, shaking with anger, slowly stood up from her seat.

Astraea began to transform. But not into a beast. She transformed into, possibly, an advanced version of an archangel.

Readying her bow, she growls,"Why the hell are you here? And how did you get here in the first place? Most important of all, what in the name of Vog have you done to our friend Xindao?"

Damian fiddled his thumbs, while his impatience grew. If this strange beast did not answer, he would possibly awaken.... Abaddon."He's real, but he wasn't born a Snarbolax, Gwen." the beast whispered, who then placed on a friendly smile. "I'm sorry."

The beast looked around, and was presumably surprised at everyone's reactions. He turned slowly to look at Gwen. "Your brother's fine. He's simply in another realm. I can talk to you about it later, but right now, we've got to stay focused on what's about to happen, and what SHOULD need to happen."

Damian was about to lose it. "The Artemis Bow.....your Astraea!" It exclaimed. "You want to know who I am, fine. I am the Son of the Great Snarbolax himself. If you need to know what that is, it's like a godly Dragon. He fell from grace though, and I am the last Great Snarbolax, or Snarbolock as we were called originally, walking this plane of existence. I have experienced many hardships, all ending in service to the Core. But you don't know what that is yet, do you? Now, a being greater than any of us can imagine sent me here. I am a greater change than any force alive. I can change what's about to happen. Please, the Prophecy I spoke of was spoken because Xindao wasn't sure how true it was. Two colliding forces are returning, and the being who sent me here is in trouble. This race is also a great change. We must keep it alive. I can pull that off with a lot of help. If you need to know anything more ask me, but this whole Council could be endangered by my words. I suggest you choose your immediate Council members(the ones who live in the Council building) and anyone they trust come with me to talk in private. The situation is dire. Please!" Its hair was flipped by an invisible wind, displaying its desperation.

Gwen restored order in the room, and the debate continued.

I grab the man's hand, asking a question, "So.... I haven't like slept for a day?"

The man answered no. We arrived at a dining table, where food was found. I didn't bother to even sit down. I grabbed at food, tearing, grabbing. I heard a small chuckle, but I didn't care. After I was full, I turned, then smiled. "If you want to interrogate me, now's a good time."

(("i will hunt you down, and i will kill you.." mueheheehe nice speech xP also, yeah))

Nai had goosebumps as he stared at Kirito

he's right, they still can't trust me...hmm.. especially that guy doesnt seem to trust me one bit..

As Kirito spoke of Archemiday, Nai could note a bit of jealousy in his manner of speaking..

hmmm

Nai glanced at Gwen...and then again at Kirito..

ah, so that's how it is~

...Nai chose to back up the poor angel Archemiday "hmm b-but, why should you NOT trust him? he has obviously lost all his memories, and he would be helpless without any of you. Anyone with common sense would know that...If anything, I'm sure that guy is willing to help a lot. Also i-if you doubt us- Are you not, Angels, the beings who can read a person's mind, and even sometimes a person's soul? Are you not the people we heard so much about, who can read and predict a person's actions or intention? shouldn't you already know we are all on your side? as for why we decide to join you, everyone has their reasons, be it personal or patriotic...."

Nai sighed as he was starting to get bored....though...he couldnt help but stare at the guy called "damien,...dammy?..damia....deamon...dimoin..dema..?" his face was starting to look awefully familiar the more Nai looked at him..

OOC: Guys, Seatus is in his human form....

BIC:
"You want to know how you can trust me? Well, if you want me to be honest, I don't see any reason for you to currently trust me. I exist among you all today, having taken the form of another. Kirito, if you believe there's only one God, great. Good for you. But there's so much more to life than one God. So many other days of the week besides Sunday. Life could be declared good if people couod see the real things around them...but please, let's not bring others into this. I come out of the blue so that I may warn you, and so that I can guide Isora to another world...but that can't happen if two entities destroy this world. You want to know how I got here? Fine!" I close my eyes, and force the vision of me floating in the water-like substance before being forced down into the body. "Now, expect you to help me? I only expect you to go as far as to heed my words. Enemies will only pay attention to each other, and fight until the world comes down with them." My wings are finally getting comfortable in the new time, and settle down and retract into my back. My hair stops flying, and settles down as well. But I remain ready, even if they don't see it yet...