Alternity: Hell in the Big Easy

VandalHeart

The Demon
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New Orleans...near future.

The Mardi Gras Night Club. "Mardi Gras YEAR ROUND!!!" the sign on the door exclaims to an uncaring city whose inhabitants are fed up with Mardi Gras and the hopeless throng it brings every year with the promise of a drunken haze and mindless sex. Filthy city. "Why did I have to be banished to here of all places?" it thought to itself out loud. At 5' 9" and with its hair under a baseball cap, there really was nothing intriguing about the look of the thing that had been held in the attic of the Ursuline Convent for two hundred years...except for the fact that it was wearing sunglasses at night...

It walked into the first presence of another soul for all that time, and immediatly saw the Angel over by the jukebox. In an earlier time, he would have turned and ran, not wishing to be in the presence of a Guardian's ward, lest he make it possible for the Angel to actually hurt him. But, now, he only said under his breath, "figures." He wasn't going to hurt anyone here...those days were behind him. But because of this, the normal rules still applied: Angels and Daemons may not harm each other without capacity within their domains. So he might go through this night unnaccosted. None of these thoughts stopped him from hoping that she didn't notice him.

He walked up to the bar and stood next to a man with the sweet stench of murder covering his sleek assassins body. He took his drink, and then noticed that the man was staring at the Angel, and a thought crossed his mind.

"Go for it, man. You look like her type." He looked up to see the mans reaction.

In the corner past the man, however, he noticed a naked...ELF?!? Now what was she doing out of hell...she should be as banished to that plane as he is to this one. He decided to leave the young witch alone for now, and talk with her later, but for now, he would watch the comedy of errors he hoped he just started between the killer and the Angel...
 
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Eve

I could smell him the second he walked in and instantly my eyes lit to his features as he seated himself at the bar. Now what was a demon doing up here? My mind ticked over the possibilities and all the chaos they loved to cause. I heard his comment to the brute next to him but did not know whom he meant?
This place just lost all it's pleasures with a demon walking into it. I sighed heavily, why was my fun always ruined? I wanted to laugh, for I knew the rules well. We could do no more to each other than sit and glare all night. Course I could do more, but it wouldn't be painful. I turned my back on them and ignored the whole ordeal of my space being invaded when I sensed another presence in the club. I glanced around, but from my position I could not see everyone. Trouble was brewing it seemed and I walked right into the middle of it!
Another man in a business suit approached me, smiling and offering me a drink. I nodded and smiled, perhaps all was not lost tonight? I would vacate soon to my resting place, but until then I could amuse myself with some humans.
 
When the man doesn't respond, I turn to look at the Angel again, only to see her walking off with another man. No bother I think to myself. She IS a Guardian An...gel...wait a bloody second. She wasn't with him when I got here...he's not her ward. Then why is she walking off with another man? Curiosity got the best of me and I got up and followed the Angel out of the bar. I could feel the elf following, keeping herself concealed with her incredible agility, but I was keeping tabs on her...she wasn't going to succeed at doing anything stupid. Across the room from her, I ask the Angel in the celestial tongue that no mortal can hear, "Don't you have a job to be doing?"
 
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Jules LeGrange

A man just a man to all appearances . 54 years of age, ginger hair with touches of spun silver in it, A powerfully built man, his muscles like coiled steel, a creature of the beyeux, dark haunting Cajon eyes, that have seen too much that he can not forget.

He wanders of the bridge headed into “The Big Easy”. Wandering the chaos of the streets the drunken revilers he paid no heed to He had seen it all before. On he was drawn as if pulled by some force outside himself pulled down a lonely dark ally in the French Quarter to a disheveled little bar.



The Mardi Gras Night Club.

He pulled the door open and stepped into the seedy little bar.
 
Eve

I turn and glance over my shoulder at the looming demon. A teasing smile lights my face as I contemplate answering him right away?
I turn fully to face him, reaching into the man beside me pocket and taking out a smoke. Lighting it, I inhale and exhale while staring up at the dark features.
"Why no.. I don't have a job at this particular moment." I responded inkind, getting strange looks from those around us.
"I think if you want to speak with me, it should be somewhere where the human's are staring.." I smile, turn and continue my path back into the darker, quieter recesses of the club.
 
I am amazed by her not using the celestial tongue so that only the two of us will hear, but I resolve that if she wants to play in full view of them at this very moment, then I'm going to respond in kind. I do the only kind of attack that has worked in war between heaven and hell. I look at the youth in the suit and give him a stare that implies he has just touched the wrong man's girlfriend and watch him scamper away. Then I turn back to her.

"Fine. Let's talk."
 
Eve

I smirked a little, turning and pressing my ass against the wall as I eyed him up and down.
"When in Rome..." I winked, wondering why he was so stiff anyways? Most came here to play.. unless?
"Were you banished here as well Demon?" I spoke softly, curious and yet amused as well as the one look from him sent my toy off to hide.
"That wasn't very kind, I was enjoying his presence." I took another long pull from the smoke and blew O rings for amusement.
"I have been on this earth for a very long time, Demon. I do not really need to use specific languages to speak to you.." And to give him a demonstration I attempted to whisper into his mind, *like this* It might not have worked, usually only humans could hear the 'little voice' in their heads, but it was worth a shot.
 
Audreona

Still squinting her eyes to see the inside they begin to adjust, seeing the place crowed no one noticed me starring in. Seeing so many different kinds of Faces in the room. Wondered could I fit in. Getting bold, Standing straight up head held high I push the door open and walk in.
Seeing a table in the dark corner I walk to it quickly and sit... Sitting there I tremble with excitement of the forbidden. Watching all around me. Listening to the music....
 
I hear her voice in my head...strange, I shouldn't. But I sense her doubt as to whether it would work...something is wrong. Why can she speak to my mind? Why is there an elf here?

In the Angel's mind, because I really don't want to draw undue attention to the naked lass, I ask "Look over there in the corner. Do you see a naked elf with a sorceresses staff?"
 
Audreona walks around the club, being eyed by many a young man. She knows she isn't supposed to be here, but... Just then she sees something that most likely confuses her...there are two people with WINGS over by the door to the back rooms. One with black wings, the other with white.
 
Eve

I stepped closer to him to peer over his shoulder, making it seem like I was hugging him as I glanced around the darker corners.
I halted all movement and froze in my place.
"Yeah I see her." I whispered near his ear. "Why is she here?" This was getting confusing by the second. I stepped back, worry on my brow as I gazed at him.
"Who is opening these gates and letting people out or more so throwing them out?" I asked heatedly.
 
I look at the Angel with an expression of innocence accused, realizing only too late the irony of it.

"Not me. I've been holed up in a chapel attic for the past two hundred years. Maybe she got out on her own?"

Seeing the look of 'Are you ingnorant?' on her face I respond to it.

"OK, so it's not bloody likely, but...it has been known to happen"
 
Jules LeGrange

A man a woman She pulls a cigarette from her pack her eyes regard him in contempt. He a “Devil May Care” look in return. The callow youth still wet behind the ears makes a hasty retreat. How many countless times had I seen this little vignette played out in how many countless ports from Caracas to Singapore?

I scan the room his dark sorrowful eyes coming to rest on an ...ELF, dark red hair that when the light hits it looks burgundy, sitting in a corner. Slowly he walks over to her an easy rolling sailor gate.


Now that was a sight you did not see every day an elf, not even in the “Big Easy”.

“May I join you Miss”

my voice still tinged with my Cajon origins.
 
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Eve

I gave him a rather amused look, "keep lying to yourself buddy.. You know as well as I do, no one gets out or in without consent unless.. Something is wrong?" I glanced at the Elf again and then back at him, confusion written clearly on my face.
"I haven't been able to report for a few weeks now.. And then you show up, no orders. And now the Elf is here as well.. Someone is messing where they should not be I believe.... Or you have a hidden motive for all of this, are in on it with her, and not telling me?" I put my hands on my hips, eyeing the demon up and down, "Are you playing with me Demon?" That I said in the celestial tongue.
 
The young elf sees the man coming and vanishes before his very eyes.

OOC: She's not online right now

In his confusion looking around, the man sees what the young girl did. Two winged people? What is this Halloween? Can't be! People don't up and vanish into thin air before your eyes, even on Halloween.
 
Ray

I watch the girl as I wait for my date frustrion growing at her absents. I hear the guy next to trying to encourage me to go to her but my minds on other things like what would be keeping Tiffany I had been waiting for a role with her for a wile now. I shake my head as I notes the guy moving over to the dark girl chasing of the man that had finely gotten her attention.

I frown as I watch them both the way there reacting to echather seems as if they should be pulling guns and shoot even thou they seem to be at ease. The only reason I can tell is from long expertise at reading people. “Jack be ready for possible trouble.” I say soft as my eyes scan the room agene falling on another girl in pants way to big for her and a coat. I frown some thing ells odd she seems to be looking around as if she has never been arund so many people and the way she looks at the TV in the corner and the light you would swear she’s never seen this thing before.

I shake my head god where are they coming from. I sigh taking another drink as my eyes are drawn back to the dark girl and the guy waiting to see if I need to brake up a fight. I smile to my self almost wishing for one Tiffany absents irritating me.

I frown as the two seem to be confused now not quite as hostile. I shake my head the city is going to hell I think to my self. As my eyes find the other girl now sitting with a man a saler by his stance. I shake my head as I begin to drift in to the crowd of people feeling a straggly restlessness.


OOC hate to brake to ya guys but the elf is not naked she got clothes befor going in to the club.
 
Backing up slowly after seeing the two with wings more closely, glancing over my shoulder then back again. Confusion set in, what is this place I ask my self. Looking all around noticing all the different people more closely. Wings? looking puzzled. One was naked. What was she? Thinking this is really getting wearied..
I slowly turn walking to the bar.

*Can_____Can I get a drink I ask the bar tender*
 
OOC: DOH! I didn't catch that part...thanks, Night.

IC:

Just then a dissheveled woman in tight clothes walks in and adjusts her dress. She looks around the room and sees Ray, then her eyes light up, but only for a moment. He has that look in his eyes, like something bad is about to happen...or he's confused. She never can tell with the guys she gets in her line of work. She sashays up to him and wraps her arm around his looking at what he's looking at. "Something goin down, babe? Sorry I'm late...damn cabbie was running the meter up."
 
"No, I'm not playing with you. Look, a long time ago there was an area of consecrated ground which could open a gate to the threshold of heaven and I know where it is. If you want I can take you there so you can get to your" I caught myself right about then, remembering what the activation spell involved. "Nevermind, you'd never go for it."
 
Eve

"NO! Wait please! Tell me?" I grabbed his wrist and held tightly, the thought appealing more so than ever to get home! The possibilities were endless in what was wrong, I wanted to go back badly and find out for myself what the trouble was.
"Please?" I pleaded softly. I almost laughed out loud, why would a demon help me!? He didn't even know me.
"I am Eve by the way.." I gave him a pleading look, "At least tell me how?"
 
I look at her over my shoulder, wondering how eager she will be when she hears what the key to the gate is. After all...it was built by demons.

"It's a tantric spell. Two celestials have to lay with one another to open the gate. Still want to go? If you want me to wait for you to find one of your sibling Angels, I am nothing if not patient." I said this knowing full well that she wouldn't be able to. Angels through Seraphim, they can only find each other in heaven or places they were known to congregate...and this was Sin City...
 
Eve

I gasped and let go of his arm, a little tingle racing through me as his gaze held my own.
"T-Tantric?" meaning sex! "With another?" I paused, I did not know any one else other than him and the Elf that came and went.
"Are you bullshitting me?" I gave him a serious once over again, searching his face for a hint of a fib.
"You know dont you? You know that there is no other celestrial being here but you and I.." I paused a moment to think. Was he pulling my leg or was he serious about this?
"Take me to this spot please. I wish to see it.." This was very brave of me but I wanted to know if possible, if he was fooling with me or serious?
 
Looking around conspiratorially, and in doing so, inadvertently drawing the higher interest of the onlookers that could for some reason see them for what they were, the unnamed Urge (high ranking demon) took the angel's arm and began to lead her outside. There was no way for either of them to know they were being followed...yet.

"Come on. What's the worst that could happen? It's not as if I'm going to cut your head off and use it for a fetich or anything."
 
After watching the 2 Winged people a while I seen them head out back. Curiosity started to get to me again about them. I look around. No one paying me no mind. I walk to where the 2 winged ones were... I peek around the corner.
 
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