Embrace Loneliness, Bare Hatred, Seek Repentence

[42zombies]

"I don't even know you." Trump replied. "Don't go calling me 'dear boy', lady; you'll wind up regretting it.

"Anyway, this isn't any of your business." Trump argued. "This is between me and Felix. He's going to need my help if he wants to get Edd back."

[B gal]

Dippy looked on in silence for five seconds after hearing what Trump said, than did something that was odd for the otherwise stoic woman.

Laughter.

Pure innocent, sweet hearted, orgasmic sounding laughter.

She laughed for a good few minutes, only stopping to whip something out of her eyes and say this;

"Oh god, the rain is mixing with my tears."
"Thank you, dear Trump, for giving me the best laugh in years."

She resumed laughing. It wasn't her emotionally breaking, no, events that happened in the past prevent her from that happening to her.

Why she was laughing was what Trump said was hilarious. Especially the part that he thought she cared what he thinks.

Heaven was a bit disturbed by his laughter. She can't really tell about the mysterious hat-wearing girl as her aura was gray; not black or white, just pure gray.

"Maybe it's best if heart-breaker boy here answered," Eddette said, completely calm. She wasn't even bothering to avoid being spotted.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

(Hey guys, miiiight wanna wait up for the other people a bit)

Warren wasn't quite sure what was going on. He'd tried to glare at the rhyming girl as she accused him of doing exactly what he was doing, but then Trump appeared, drew his sword, and.... then everything went to hell as Heaven and Dippy and Trump and Eddette started talking, and now Warren was just so confused.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a stopwatch. Warren seemed to make some kind of decision, sighed, and pulled off his glasses. His expression suddenly became very harsh.

"That's enough out of all of you," Warren said. He held out his watch, and a wave of energy moved out from it that then wrapped around the weapons of everyone there. The weapons would suddenly feel very heavy, but if they tried to move them at all, they wouldn't budge. If they let go of their weapons, they would just float there. Quite simply, they were frozen in time.

He looked back at Felix and tried to give a sympathetic look, but also one that told him to run.

[B gal]

(don't worry, this would be the last post I'll type for this thread before someone else)

Dippy Riddler managed to control her laughter, fixed up her hat, and get in a decent standing pose with both hands on her cane before the waves hit her.

She saw this coming. It would have been easily avoid had Felix and or Masahiro answer her immediately after she made herself known to him.

But no. Trump had to continued his little plan.

It was partly her fault, true, but hey what can you do?

She silently watched as all with weapons were frozen in time. She only brought her cane, which wasn't really a weapon. So, she was the only few unaffected by all this.

Though she can't help but wondered why would he think Heaven was talking when she said not a word, but mere movements of thought.

Heaven blinked after the wave hit her. She moved her hand and noticed everyone that isn't an angel, not carrying a weapon at the time, or the one that set it off was effect by it. She simply shrugged, and watched silently in the sidelines.

[ryocker]

(Is THAT what Warren thinks of Namia? A... "bastard whore witch"? Huh, I didn't know.)

Namia was losing all brink of control. The curse put on Felix was keeping her from being compassionate, and even if it was false, she had a right to protect who needed it. But THIS... a magic so powerful that she couldn't even block it out? She was beginning to fill with rage, even as everyone said what they said, and did what they did.

Madeline, however, was DEAD. A spirit, a ghost, a wandering light invisable to most until wanting to be seen. Neither the curse on Felix, nor Warren's time bending hit her directly, or indirectly. But she couldn't hit back, either.

Finally, she came out of hiding, her emotions causing her to be seen crystal clear. "Stop! Stop this, All of this!"

Namia's eyes suddenly broke to normality. Madeline was... she didn't know what it was she did, but the curse felt weaker.

"WHY?! Why must there be such hatred?! Punishment, horrid feelings, I don't even care now! Just stop fighting! There's no need for it!!" If Madeline had need for breathing, she'd be huffing right now. But she could do one thing, cry. tears swelled her eyes, and she broke down.

Namia got up, as though something touched her. But it didn't last, her eyes snapping into a horrid trance. "Madeline, I understand your hatred for violence, but you need to step down, NOW," She wore an angry expression, almost unearthly with rage. Namia's hand raised up and began to spark, a glorious dark red flame swirling around it.

"Please, don't do this... Please Namia!"

"Madeline, back down now. This is a matter of instinct. I'm sorry..."

Madeline's tears never faltered, but she disapeared once again, getting out of the battle field while things were calm. This wouldn't end well...

[B gal]

Dippy Riddler was a bit upset with the mindlessness. She wasn't one to pros-pone pain, as it's better to get it over than savior it later. But, she needed to do this.

She bumped Namia in the head with her cane, stunning her for a good while. She scoffed at the witch, unimpressed.

Dippy Riddler decided carefully what she was she would do next. There was no other way around it.

She would tell Felix the truth. But first, she stared at Warren.

"I know that the events back there has left your head in a spin."
"But for the moment I suggested you don't do that again."

She walked in front of Felix, who looked kind of stunned by all of this.

"I know, dear heart breaker angel we just met."
"But you can take the truth about Trump, you can believe it if yourself let."
"I laughed almost like a heckler back there, because Trump statement of a hypocrite."
"Because why should you trust his little offer, as he drew the sword and suggested it?"
"Letting him hunt down and kill you, so you get confused."
"Hench why I acted so highly amused."

She patiently awaited Felix response, hoping that noone interupted her again.

(Wait for Felix, please, for the love of God.)

[Felix Falora]

Masahiro was ready to strike. But a lot was going on that kept him from doing so. Warren's time-freeze on his sword, Madeline's reaction to all the violence, Trump appearing to mess everything up... but what would be the greatest shock of all would be the fact that Dippy had told him Perceval knew he was still alive. He couldn't believe his ears there. It seemed somewhat like a kick in the gut since they had sent him away, but on the other hand, it also meant that he had a chance to see Percy again and, perhaps, Percy would come looking for him. Until then...

Felix spread his wings. "I am sorry, but I have no time to speak to you all," he said softly. "I am in the middle of a quest and I have to go through with it alone." He looked at Masahiro. "You need to go back. Even if you have to hurt the ones that kicked you out, you can't just do what I did and toss the one you loved away out of anger and hatred for me, now can you? Are you gonna prove yourself better then me or not Masahiro?" With that, Felix took flight, not wanting to stay there for too long.

[Firebreath Fishslap]

Warren looked a little shocked as Felix just flew away. And just like that, all his hopes had been dashed, all his dreams, all his....

And then the glasses-less rabbit gave a smirk and looked back at the gathered group.

"And I still got his wallet," Warren said. He held up Felix's rather full wallet and grinned. He opened it up and whistled. "Wow, there's gotta be at least two-hundred bucks in here. This guy was loaded. Well.... Toodles."

He held out his watch again, and for a very short moment, everyone was frozen in time. It was a second at most, but it gave Warren enough time to start running away, laughing all the while. And he still had five minutes left before he had to put the glasses back on. Perfect. Best luck he'd had all week.

[42zombies]

Trump watched Felix fly away; his plan had just been set back a step. He needed to get Felix to turn against the others; he needed to isolate Edd.

It was all that rhyming bitch's fault. She had stalled him before Trump had really gotten a chance to speak with Felix. Trump made a mental note to bring down the full force of HOUSE on her whenever he got the chance.

Not seeing any more opprutunities, Trump slinked off into the shadows and vanished.

[B gal]

Dippy watched Felix fly away, and shouted this to him before he went out of earshot;

"I'M ONLY SAYING THIS TO RELIEVE YOUR EX-LOVER'S PAIN,"
"BUT UNTIL YOUR QUEST IS OVER, I SUGGEST YOU GIVE BACK HIS SOUL-NAME!"

Dippy rolled her eyes as Warren left the picture, with the reason he stayed here in the first place.

... Trump wants her dead now for interfering with his plan. It won't be an easy task though, with the one thing keeping her alive is still too powerful to be destroyed.

Oh well, she still pretend that she wanted to be friends with him anyway.

Heaven was the only one to see Trump ran away. Something inside told her not to leave the angel of light alone. First, she need to find her lover, though.

"You can go now," She told Eddette.

Eddette took down her force-field, turn off her lasers, put them away, and walked out of the shadows.

"So, we lost our prime target. Now what?"

"I say we go to the local mall and that new Karaoke bar that recently opened up. We promised May that we'll meet her there."

Eddette ran off. However, Heaven stayed to looked at the two other figures that still stayed in the alleyway.

The rain stop the minute Felix left. How fitting. Dippy looked over at Masahiro. She waited if he have something else to say.

[ryocker]

Between the sudden lump on her head and the recent flurry of events that happened while she was down, Namia had a headache. Rubbing her lockes gently before getting up, dusting herself off, she turned her head towards Madeline's hiding spot.

Madeline, of course, watched with tears in her visable eye. "Little sis... I mean, Namia! Are you...?"

"I'm fine, Madeline, really. Of course, this means that my plan was indeed a bad one. Let's take a different form of shortcut now, alright?" The magic mutt lifted her fingers, sparking with violet energy, and ripped a hole through virtually nothing, creating a portal. (Considering her magic prowess and the fact holes just tear open by themeselves, she found out how to take advantage of it.)

Her average smile on her face, she turned to Madeline. "Come on, then. We've got groceries to buy." With Namia stepping through the portal and Madeline giving a polite bow to whoever was left close behind, it closed, not allowing anyone else through.