Bob's Tavern.

*Dante catches the jacket and puts it back on.*

Finally...maybe we can get some good news.

*He walks past the hut and hears a loud snore.*

What the hell....

*he looks around and sees Grey fast asleep with a couple of apples next to him.*

....You have got to be kidding me....

Seraphine heard Grey snore, and stopped. Running over to SD, she peers at Grey, smiles, and walks over to him. Sitting next to him, she leaned in as close to his face as possible.

"Sleepy kitty." she said.

Grey stretched out and yawned.

Was that... horses nearby? That can't be good. Do I have to open my eyes? People nearby now too. Ugh. I dun wanna.

Grey heard Sera-what's her-name say "Sleepy kitty" and opened his eyes. And promptly jerked into a sitting position with a yelp, startled by her closeness. He held her eyes for a moment before looking away uneasily and spotted Dante. Grey shifted uncomfortably on the ground and waved.

"Uhm. Hi. When'd you get here? What's been going on at the castle? Tease brought me up to speed up to when she teleported away. She's in there."

Grey jerked a thumb back to point at the building behind him.

In order, we just got here, you and Tease teleported while me and Pandora kicked the ever living snot out of the psychopathic mage at the castle, after he killed me...Sera came along, we spent the night at an inn in a small town, and now I'm sick and tired of all of this time traveling tomfoolery and magical book nonsense and would really, really like to go home now.

*takes a deep breath.*

So please, if you will. Get up and least figure out how to get home.

Without looking, Grey took one finger and placed it dead center on Seraphine's forehead, pushing back gently. "No offense Sera-whatever, but you make me nervous. Look, Dante, what makes you think I know how to get us back? Time travel isn't my thing, the Necronomicon isn't my thing, hell, casting spells on other people isn't usually my thing."

Grey paused and stared at his lap.

"But there are a few standard ways for undoing spells that I know of for mana-casters at least. If it's related, I'll do my best. ... And... *cough* ...I'm sorry...I'm sorry I didn't come and help you guys when I could have."

Lord Grey II wrote:Without looking, Grey took one finger and placed it dead center on Seraphine's forehead, pushing back gently. "No offense Sera-whatever, but you make me nervous. Look, Dante, what makes you think I know how to get us back? Time travel isn't my thing, the Necronomicon isn't my thing, hell, casting spells on other people isn't usually my thing."

Grey paused and stared at his lap.

"But there are a few standard ways for undoing spells that I know of for mana-casters at least. If it's related, I'll do my best. ... And... *cough* ...I'm sorry...I'm sorry I didn't come and help you guys when I could have."

*Dante let's out a loud sigh.*

Still not there are you. Excuse me Sera.

*Dante kneels down and picks Grey up.*

Alright then, let's check on Tease. Maybe she can help us get back home.

*He heads to the church doors. The cherub beeps registering the two Necronomicon books.*

What about them?

*the cherub shows a bunch of information.*

Yeah I don't understand any of that...but maybe Tease does.

"It just said that the power of the dead brought us here, the power of the dead can send us back. Beware the strength of the hellfires." said Seraphine.

Pandora turned and looked at her. "...How the hell did you know that?" she said.

"I dunno..."

Grey looked away sheepishly. The whole situation was embarrassing. He didn't do any fighting and was still the second most injured in the party. Nevermind that the food and rest had done him a great deal of good, and was probably fit enough to defend himself if needed. It was just that the current situation was out of his hands almost entirely.

Not having a chance to grab it before being picked up, Grey's broom floated up and followed Dante, or more precisely, Grey, towards the church.

"I can walk you know."

*Dante turns towards Sera.*

Okay...that's a bit freaky....

*Grey's broom bumps into his leg.*

And that's just as strange...

*Dante set's Grey down and stands in front of the door.*

Guess I should knock.

*Dante pounds on the door several times.*

*The door opens slightly, and a blonde rabbitgirl peeks out*

Hello, may I help you?

Hello ma'am, I believe a friend of ours is in there. A black vixen with red hair. Do you mind if we stop in and see how she's doing?

Grey peeked around Dante's shoulder after grabbing his broom. "It's ok, they're with me. But the Sera-whatever girl is back, over there somewhere. Is Tease doing better now?"

Sera got up and walked passed a slightly weirded-out Pandora. She pushed her way to the rabbit-girl and smiled.

"Is the other lady awake now? She talked to us through a thing. I wanna see her!" she said.

*The rabbit girl shows the group into the church where Tease is resting.*

[rabbit girl]You might want to let her take it easy, she had a very bad fall...

*She opens the door. Tease is sitting in a bed, there's a gray wolf across from her.*

Long time no see, who's you're friend here?

"Ooo! LOTS of new people today!" bounced Seraphine.

Pandora slips into the room and folds her arms, at least folded them as much as she can considering the attachment to her right one.

"How's it been going here, Tease?...This," she said, gesturing toward Seraphine, "Is that 'thing' I told you we picked up."

Grey followed everyone, staying near the back. He leaned against the wall just around the door, listening in but not participating.

Tease looked at the group, and smiled. She was wearing some form of visor as she scanned the group, briefly stopping at Seraphine as the visor displayed information on each of the guests [Seraphine: Succubus, Presently suffering Dimensional Diphasia. Threat: Presently Low] and she looked over to the grey wolf [Mike Blackwolf: Male Homo Canis Lupus, Healthy. Threat: Low].
"Welcome back guys, I take it things when well"

Eh, could have gone smoother. The lack of any real magic hurt us a little.

*the cherub's HMD checks the room, there what appears to be laser sights outside the normal visible spectrum.*

Hmmm...wonder where it's coming from...

*Dante goes into a faux stretch in order to look up. The HMD switches to thermal vision and shows four, maybe five faint thermal blobs. The cherub shows a read out to Dante. "Unknown cloaking device, possibly off world technology, most definitely tech not from this time period. Weapon sights pointed at life form Seraphine. Threat level: Moderate to Severe.*

Well we got the books, so uh...what now?

The grey wolf leans against the wall, looking around at the furs present, he was wearing a simple grubby white tshirt and pair of jeans. A gunslingers belt and a rifle of some discription in a back holster.
"Somefur gonna tell me what the hell is going on? theres...zombies, demons and god knows what else out there!"

((stupid question, whats the scene, theme, and general mood of this, what i asume to be, an RP?))

((this Rp actually really has no direction. It was spurred from us all going WAAAAYYY off topic in the intros thread. We migrated here so we would stop blocking up the other thread. We never established much, just started where we left off from our improving. We should probably establish some kind of outline for it...))

((So, we can jump in 'n out when we want right? if so, let me get started))

Mr. Blacko1 wrote:((So, we can jump in 'n out when we want right? if so, let me get started))

((I would read back through the thread a little bit to get a feel for what's going on first.))

If it wasn't for something that would get him out of this place Redante would never ever dear set a foot outside, however, and dark overlord can be VERY convincing.

He paces around, slowly, hoping that no one sees him: no talking no screwing up, is that easy? well no. his pace turns into an nervous walk.


It had to be saturday right? no wait it is monday? then where did ALL these zombies come from?! i can't be Canxiahun's work, or else they would be flaming death metal zombies of epicness. atleast, thats how he calls them.

Without another thought he rushes into the nearest tavern...

(OOC: Have fun at whatever tavern you might be running into. The lot of us will continue figuring out what's going on at this church/hut place. It's fairly obvious that if you read any of this rp, you only read the first page or so. Good job.)