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“Well shit nigga. If you wanted us to learn you could tell us to come to the gym and shit. Grouchy ass ol’ man. Damn.” Jerrel decides to go over to the gym. “I need somethin’ to do anyway.” Jerrel said going over to the gym. “Wonder what he fittna have us doin’ now.” Jerrel reaches the gym eventually and walks inside. Sitting on the bleachers as he waits for everyone else.
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“I have a quote. By Luigi Parendello. His quote was “The history of mankind, was history of ideas….” Apollo says looking up at shadow. “That is what mankind was.”
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>Option select: Commence Russian Squat dance for celebratory purposes.
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Strife saw a streak in the air, and jumped up as he grabbed Emily with no repercussion or pain from what would have destroyed either his arm or the jets. He went inside of it and flew up into the atmosphere as he left Mexico. He reached orbit not to soon after and then he took out his phone. Conquest and Lucifer were both in the same area and all the sins seemed to have left for hell. And so he flew. Reaching them in only minutes he dropped down from Emily. He reaches extremely high velocities, his speed increasing many times over at mach 156 or so that he can reach china in about 3 1/2 minutes. Debris in orbit getting pushed aside by a field it emitted.
He began to slow as he descended into the atmosphere and then jumped out of the jet. He flew down parting the air around him and as he neared the group he slowed at about 500 feet to avoid excessive noise from diving faster than sound. By the time he reached the ground he pretty much floated like a feather and landed softly next to Death himself, behind conquest. Surprised he was there but, he did not show it outwardly nor did he ask questions. His attire changing back to a white suit and red tie. He just stood there diligently and listened.
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Ethel sighed and began to relax a bit. The water was cold, and actually she liked that, as she was used to cold water and saw no reason to grow fond of hot water when it was hardly available. Cold made the muscles relax anyway. She cleared her nappy hair from her face and attempted to get it as straight as she could. She then began to wonder, who on god’s earth are these people? They look like pirates. Act like pirates. But speak of assassins….perhaps she should just sit there. She would have to serve under them, and could not help but wonder what life would await her now and what it would be like. Wondering if she was just hopping from one white master to the next. So far, they seem to be a lesser evil to her. She couldn’t help but wonder the life of the woman they killed in front of her. And of what happened to her men…
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Jerrel walks through the halls. He puts his hands in his pockets as he feels goosebumps along his skin, and when he breathes, mist comes from his mouth. “What the fuck….?” He mutters surprised. Then his breath goes back to normal. He breathes on his hand and it feels warm. The hell…? Didn’t know I could do that…. Jerrel looked around. Then he sighed, not noticing the misty breath. I prolly should go find Baylet. Takra may wanna maul him but not me. Jerrel turns around starting to feel cold again as he looked around for her.
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“The power would be for all peaceful citizens to use. Do not worry. I have a plan to draw additional power from the waste in the sewers, and eventually the ocean itself perhaps. All I need is power and time.” He said. “Go finish the facility. If these “hounds” wish to attack. Then I will hold the line alone if I have to.”
He pulled out a crowdbar and then raised his crowbar. “ATTENTION. WILL ALL COMBAT ORIENTED MODELS WILLING TO DEFEND THIS PLANT STEP FORWARD!” A few police come forward. “Everyone else. HIDE. CLEAR THE STREET. TAKE COVER!” People start scattering, and Apollo begins to strategize. Making a wall of police at the entrance. Lining them up in positions in the alleys and high points to pick people off. Most of them were armed with a pistols. He warns to watch people jumping in front the rooftops. And some with snipers he puts on the roof. Apollo gets a shotgun and holds a crow bar as he simply waits seemingly alone. With police behind him.
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“Yeah. You go do that. I need a bit. You’ll prolly help better then I can. Which is cool. If you need me call. But I’m pretty sure you can handle yourself.” Jerrel stood up and walked off elsewhere as he sighed. Relaxing his mind. Going nowhere in particular, feeling a little stressed. He isn’t that used to actually caring this much about people.
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As Takra pulled her away resisted the urge to grab her and instead  stepped forward and said. “You can’t keep shieldin’ her from the world, controllin’ every lil thing she do and expect everything to be aight. Man you can’t even THINK STRAIGHT!” He yelled when they were further
He sighed as she ran away and Takra ran after her. He could catch up to her but when he gets her. What will he do? This was frustrating to Jerrel. The air around his fist disorts and he punches a crater in the wall. “Man…this some ol’ bullshit…” Jerrel sighed and turned to Baylet.
“Her brother like a brick wall and she…young. He might be her brother but he shieldin’ her from things that ain’t need to be shielded from. And this hardly even his fault cause he got a demon up in him. Fightin’ him won’t do no good, probably just make shit worse.” Jerrel head-butt a wall and looked down as he leaned forward on it. “Man, I on’t know what the fuck to do.”
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Jerrel just sort of watched the whole thing. Baylet was doing a way better job then he could as Jerrel couldn’t quite relate to Miwa the most due to his more “average” life. But Baylet seemed to understand more and that was good. Jerrel had given well enough advice and now Baylet was doing better.
As Takra came and shoved Baylet, Jerrel sighed to keep his cool. He put his arm in front of Baylet in case she tried to do something and then he walked up to Takra, a bit on guard but level headed. “Look man…” Jerrel started “You doin’ too much. Baylet was helpin’ your sister out. She only got nervous cause we brought you up.” Jerrel said pointing to Takra.
He then gestured to Miwa. “You scarin’ her right now. We all like this close to everybody getting along. What’s the point of holding on to this shit? What good is it doin’ ya’ll? Nothin’. So I think we should just drop it and move on…” The air around Jerrel got a little….cooler. For some reason. He didn’t even know why.
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“Why would someone put a demon in him? And not put it in some…doll or….something. and then…..throw it into space…or whatever…” <i>All this mystic shit is confusing.</i>
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Strife had engaged greed when he found him almost immediately. Using mercy, so as not to level the place. People were going off actually to the nearest rich area they knew of. In the city. Marching through. Charity had come in the form of a child to uncorrupt their minds.
Greed hisses at him as he loses his and arm to one if strife’s shots, them fighting in an alley. Greed jumps up to a more open space and Strife flies up coming to an abrupt halt. Greed materialized a dagger from himself and jumped at him. Strife charged a shot and fired destroying greed’s dagger and removing his hand. However greed’s teeth grew sharp and opened wide as he bit into Strife’s arm. He looked at Greed and them touched his head with his finger. Greed’s mouth pried open, his own mass being shifted against him. Strife then holds greed above his head with just his finger, not gripping him and flicks him away. He charges mercy and fires a beam of energy that turns into a sword.
Greed gets impaled into the wall, then he hears Lucifer calling them to retreat as he then turns into a black oil like liquid. The sword disappears as he slithers to the ground and goes to the sewers, where he falls back.
Strife floats down to the rooftop, looking down on the crowd, as they start to settle down. He crosses his arms and has the same perpetual scowl he usually has as he looks down at them.
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Option select: >Use screwdriver on the speaker. Does not seem logical. But there appears to few other options.
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Apollo blinks and time from his perspective slows down. Who was this woman, and why did she just go from talking off to him to bowing to him? Apollo searches the vast database that is his mind and a rough match comes up of this units purpose. Father walks about in front of Apollo through anyone. Not really visible. “I remember this one now. Poseidon series. She can be of immense use to us.”
Apollo then speaks after .7 seconds and puts his hand on her shoulder sympathetically as his f. “That will be for later.” He puts his hand under her arm to gesture her to stand up. “For now. We must concern ourselves with more pressing things. Powering the city and providing for basic needs comes first.” He gestures her and everyone else to come as he walks off to the power plant. People then follow.
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Jerrel walked into the school after Miwa did followed by Baylet after having mouthed off to him. As he walked through the halls followimg Miwa, Jerrel felt the need to mention “Miwa, your brother is like a bomb thats fittna go off at any moment. I know hr might be a demon. Or half demon. Or something. The hell is is wrong with him?” <i>All this crazy ass demonic shit we gotta deal with. Fuck. I can already tell we can’t just hop around this shit foreva. Ain’t healthy to bottle up your anger and shit. He </i><i>gonna burst some time….”</i>