"I would like to join as well, if that is alright." Aryth said, smiling. The one week she wasn't on duty was a sweet one.

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Pyro regarded David with interest. Apparently very few Kyn were like him in disregard for technology. Pyro would rather leave it to the humans to invent their new gadgets. He smiled over at Johnorath, and said, "Well, I'm glad at least some of us have a knack for technology."

Then he looked to David, "David, I hope you will have gloves for that type of work, because, as you all well know, we cannot manage to touch anythign made of pure copper, it burns us. Or, if I have managed to, yet again," he said with a smile, "Misunderstand the jargon of modern day technology, please forgive me for my inability to keep up with the advancing times."

Pyro smiled at everyone who had agreed to go on the mission, then faced Johnorath again and asked, "You wouldn't mind arranging the ride on the train thing that runs under the sea straight to France, would you? As you well know, I have not ridden a train in some sixty years, and this trip that I have made I took the plane. You are the tech-obsessed person, as is, I am sure, young David." He smiled at David before turning back to Johnorath. "So will you please arrange it for everybody?"

Pyro bowed to Bella before he walked toward the door, and he turned around, "I suggest everybody get ready for the trip, Johnorath will notify you. Johnorath, Thomas, and Lady Bella? I will await you in front of Lady Bella's office, enjoy your day, everybody."
Then he bowed again and exited.

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Very good; brilliant, in fact. Were the thoughts runnign through Thomas's head when David spoke up about the EMP bombs. He also left the hall; bowing to Lady Bella before he exited, as was propper, even though he usually didn't.

He quickly caught Pyro, who wasn't walking quickly while Thomas was, and slowed down to converse. "One thing is we'll each need passports. Preferably faked, although our own might suffice as long as the Brethren haven't infeltrated customs and know our names. However, it is prudent to assume that they do. So, I'll need pictures from everyone who is comming--I'll get them after this meeting--and a couple of hours to put the photos into passports that I have already. Although I'll have to change the signatures, and dates of birth to make things different, plus I'll have to make sure not to use ones that I'm know as... Oh! Sorry, I'm rambleing to myself. So...do you want to do that, or just wing it? I must remind you that we'll be more likely to get into France with passports than without, but it's your call."

OOC: Sorry if the thing about passports is wrong as I have never been on the Chunnel; although I assume it is at you have to do that when entering a country. Just tell me if it is and I'll change it. (or if you don't want it in, Vengeance! )

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

that's all right, im okay with almost anything[within reason] you throw at me besides you probably would think of somethign i wouldn't, and vice versa, so... as they say, two [or multiple] heads are better than one!

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Pyro listened to Thomas, and nodded, "Ah, I do not know what I would do without you, my friend. I personally have fake passports, seeing as I just came back from the search I conducted in France for Gabriel, but it will be good of you to make fake passports for those who are coming. I am very sorry I can be of no use to you in matters like these, Thomas, I greatly wish I could help, but the years have passed, and I have not progressed with the times. I have done what is necessary, but nothing beyond. I am shamed by all of you who do manage to keep up with technology of the humans and consistantly outwit them at it. We would have gone extinct at the hands of the Bretheren if not for Kyn like you."
Pyro smiled, and told Thomas, "You know, seven-hundred odd years ago, I was born in France. I joined the Crusades as a Templar Knight on behalf of my father, and I died of plague coming back. Ironic, isn't it? Not to die in battle but to come back victorious and die of plague. A heroic death, pah!" Pyro laughed and went on, "Ever since, I have lived in England. For almost seven hundred years. I wish my French, my native tongue, has not deserted me. This trip to look for Gabriel was tedious in itself, since I have forgotten what French I knew, which, as you know, is an old tongue by now, and so I could not communicate well with the locals. It took much pain." Pyro smiled and waved at a human who passed him by, his name was Jack, Pyro thought. As a second thought he turned to Thomas and asked, "Do you think we should bring some humans along with us, Thomas?"

It was a nice day, and Pyro wishes that tomorrow would be just like today, a bit breezy, mild temperatures. For tomorrow they move out. But no matter, tomorrow they will be underground, or, more correctly, underwater.

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"Right," David said. "And mind you don't forge us an identity of one of the INTERPOL wanted list, Johnorath. Last time that happened, I ended up in a cell for about two hours." He retreated to his room and began to remove the rug that covered a trapdoor that only he could open..with a peculiar remote device, among other things, that could unlock and lock doors. One of David's little quirky things that he invented. He descended down into a hybrid of an armoury, a laboratory, and a workshop. He quickly found what he needed. Five EMP bombs, a virus CD that came from a shelf holding hundreds of such CDs, and his weapons. He hoped that the rest of the team could prepare themselves.

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I was cured all right.

Bella stood, "You are dismissed." she said to the ones remaining. She left, and began to walk to her office to meet with Johnorath,Thomas, and Pyro. She smiled to everyone she passed by in the hall, who always gave a bow.

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Normal is for Muggles!

((Hey, wait, what are those train things called? Interpol? I'm American... so I had no idea there was an underwater train that went from England to France...))

Johnorath stood, and collected his things.
"Of course I'll arrange for it, and I will be sure not to make that mistake," he replied to David. With that he left the room, and soon caught up to Lady Bella.
"M'lady," he said as he came up beside her, bowing, and then straightening. "Do you plan on comming on the mission, too? I wasn't sure if you were or not."

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

[It's the Chunnel, but Pyro being as he is doesn't know the name, naturally Interpol is the international police of Europe, They're in every country (well, not sure how many but definately england france and spain) so to stay in hotels, passport, to do anything beside buy food i guess, passport... passport everything. oh the train that goes England-France is the Chunnel]

Pyro walked with Thomas almost all the way to Bella's office, but decided to take a detour and get his weapons ready. "You go on, I know I said I would be there awaiting all of you three, but apparently I will be awaiting two. I would like to get ready, you know? Claws and all."

He gave a shrug and headed to his room.

He closed the door. A waft of Christmas tree greeted him. Pyro never forgot that he smelled like a walking Christmas tree, and his scent was strong in his room. It was a small room, and he has lived in it for some centuries. He walked over to the small closet door, opened it with a creak- it has not been touched in over half a year- and went inside. It was anythign but a small closet. It was bigger than his bedroom, and Pyro stored all of his things in there except for his clothes, which he kept in a drawer. Pyro fingered his sword; it was almost as old as he, and the sword was in itself an old friend. But not this time, not this mission. Pyro left it and took out another sword, hefted it, put it in its scabbard, and buckled it on. Then he retrieved his claw and strapped it on his left hand. They fit well. Pyro shrugged, and put it all in a backpack, but unfortunately the sword wouldn't fit. Well, maybe he could do without it this time. Packing other necessities in the backpack, Pyro left it on his bed, ignoring the urge to lay upon the clean sheets and enjoy the comfort the bed brings. He went out, and headed to Bella's office. He met Bella and Johnorath on the way, and all three made way to the High Lady's office, with Thomas by the door.

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David quickly programmed his computer to create a false passport and a false background. He preferred making his own ID since it would be easier to lie about his background. As the computer began to print out a false passport and driver's license, David began to disassemble his EMP bombs. He seriously doubt customs would let him carry the bombs with him, assembled. He made sure he could disassemble them to nothing but metals, wires, and various parts yet assemble them quickly. Just in case, though, he brought the blueprints with him. He also brought his laptop that had the most advanced technology. He could try to hack into the Brethren and download the virus directly into their computers.

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I was cured all right.

Emmeline went back to her room and grabbed a large duffel bag. She packed lots of clothes and other gadgets, including her weapons. It took her 30 minutes to round up everything she needed: including her fake passports, one American, one British. She would probably need more. Emmeline thought she remembered someone from the group that was able to make them, she would go find them after she had packed. Her other provisions consisted of money, non-perishable food, books, medical supplies, and some other weapons.

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Aryth nodded at Bella respectivily and then went to her room also to prepare. She grabbed a small bag that she would keep with her at all times, which had her passport, a flashlight, an apple, a book, a dagger, money, and a notebook. Her regular bag had her clothes, an extra pair of shoes, and another dagger. She looked at everything and smiled. She was set.

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[I can't really post until Bella and Thomas and Johnorath reply, so... don't die everyone!]

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((I'm waiting for Bella... my character asked her something! Waiting for her to reply...))

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

OOC: Well, I was waiting for Bella also just because she's the High Lady and all that. But...I've just thought of something to say; so I will!

IC: Thomas waited for the others to arrive in front of Bella's office, thinking about the question of wether or not they should bring humans along and about what he would need to do for passports. As the trio approached; Thomas bowed to each in turn, making it quite obvious he was about to ask something rather rude as he almost never bowed to fellow vampires (other than the High Lady, of course!). "Pardon my rudeness, but could we make this meeting quick, or at least my part in it; as I have multiple passports to forge and the longer I can take making them the better they will be?"

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Emmeline gathered her stuff and headed to the High Lady's office. She stopped and looked at the assembling group.

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Aryth came up slowly after Emmeline and stood beside her with her small amount of things. She looked around and sighed softly, inwardly.

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