Children of the Gods: Arc 2 [Game/Closed]

[Athol]

Despite herself, her lip twitched with a bit of a smirk as Rias tore into Pretty Boy. Well at least that means his is the minority opinion. I still want to make him swallow his own teeth... Even with that though, she did start to relax once again.

"No way ... Keshi? Is that you Keshi?"

That drew her attention back to the tall cat-eared woman. "If you're the Rias Blake I know, you should know this. About nine years ago, Vancouver BC...what did I give you for your birthday?" She said cautiously. Even as she waited for the answer, she lowered her weapons some more; the more she looked at 'Rias' the more it seemed like it WAS her...even with the ears throwing things off a bit.

"...Keshi, if that's your name, can you put down the pipe? If you want to be left alone then we'll leave you alone but we're demigods like you and we can help you if you'll let us."

"Keshi Chetan." She replied to Nicole. Other than that asshat, I really don't believe they mean to harm us. Part of her let out a small mental sigh. Fine...I guess you've got a point. Relaxing her body, she let the pipes and knives she'd been holding drop. She half expected somebody to rush her when she did that, but seeing that no-one moved helped.

"Very well...Keshi, if that is your name. I'm sorry for being rude. I know it's not going to help, and it's certainly not an excuse, but the weather is making me very anxious, and I get very mean when I'm anxious. I'll be quiet now, and I understand that you don't want me near you, that's fine. I'd simply like you to know that I'm sorry for calling you useless... and a *****, and that I'll leave you alone so that the others can work something out."

Her ruby red eyes locked onto Pretty Boy with all the warmth of an Arctic blizzard, but she held her tongue. If that was sincere I'm the God-Empress of Mankind. Who cares, let it go for now. I'm sure you two can ***** at each other later. Giving him a slight nod, she acknowledged his (forced) apology. As the Titan drew himself up, and lit fires in his hands as he approached, she nearly dived for her makeshift weapons again.

"We are heading into the jungle to kill a God. Not a nice one, either. We need to know what is in there. If you won?t help us, then be warned. We are hunted by things far stronger than the best of us, and they will find you. Choice is yours. We're leaving soon."

"If it's the same horse fucker that sent Net Boy after me, then I'm game." She said. While her two selves may argues at times, they both wanted to nail the fuck that'd tried to kill them. "But I need to get to my hotel first. I need my swords."

 

[Lunar Templar]

"it's funny you should suggest he fucks horses ..." Rias said as she thought back 9 years ago. That would have been high school in Canada. It was cold, she remembered lots of cold. As for her 'sweet 16', that caused her face to flush for a moment "You helped me 'break in' the back seat of that piece of shit car I'd gotten for my birthday."Rias said, a purr to her tone "As I recall we gave it quiet the work out to ..." she added, her tail twitching behind her.

 

[Athol]

"You helped me 'break in' the back seat of that piece of shit car I'd gotten for my birthday. As I recall we gave it quiet the work out too..."

The blue skinned Indo-Canadian woman smiled at the old memories. "Oh if that car could talk." She murmured. It'd need therapy. Hey, YOU were the one running the show. Hey, that was just hormones. If it was up to you we'd do nothing BUT fuck. I fail to see the problem with that. Sex is FUN, so why not enjoy it...and speaking of enjoying things. Don't you fucking dare! Not only is this SO not the time, but we really need to switch so we can actually get INTO our room to get the swords...and you are NOT going to dump me out after doing what I KNOW you're thinking of doing. Oh just enjoy the ride.

"Jeeze you got tall Riri." Keshi said as she walked over to Rias, reaching up to run one of Rias' cat-like ears through her fingers. "Heh, so soft." The hand trailed softly down the side of the taller woman's face as she smiled up at her old friend. "Damn you're pretty." Whit that Keshi pushed herself up slightly and kissed Rias. After a moment she pulled away, her long pointed tongue flicking out to lick her lips. "Mmm, you still taste as good as I remember." She said transitioning into a four armed hug. "These though, are definitely larger." She quipped as she pressed against Rias' chest. "And as much as I'd like to play with them, sadly I have an ulterior motive for the hug. I need to swap out with the other me right now, and this body knocks the hell out of her once we switch, so please catch me..."

Suddenly fire enveloped Keshi, and Rias to some extent, obscuring the blue woman from view. Even though she was in direct contact with the fire, it had no more effect on Rias than a warm breeze. After only an instant the flames died away revealing a very human, and clothed, Keshi Chetan trying to keep a grip on Rias as her body sagged from exhaustion. The arms of her soaked and muddy shirt began to change colour as the wounds that she'd suffered to her previous four arms opened up on her current pair.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias smirked, then giggled about the comments to her hight and bust size compared to before, and the kiss was sudden, but welcome, and she was going to comment on them. "I need to swap out with the other me right now..." that statement grabbed her attention "Wait, what?" Was about all she had time to get out before Keshi 'burst into flames', though Rias her self didn't get burned and it actually felt kinda nice, as Keshi, one that looked like the one she knew, only a bit older, appeared "Ok ... that's new ..." Rias said, now slightly confused as to what just happened, but still supporting her, clearly weakened friend.

As Keshi seemed to need a moment Rias turned slightly toward Nicole, hindered some what by Keshi just kinda hanging off her."As you probably guessed, Ex-girlfriend from high-school. We stayed in touch for a bit after I left Canada, but yeah know we just drifted a part as distance tends to do to people."

 

[IFS]

"As you probably guessed, Ex-girlfriend from high-school. We stayed in touch for a bit after I left Canada, but yeah know we just drifted a part as distance tends to do to people."

"That's great, you won't mind carrying her then," Nicole replied, glad that the whole situation was resolved but otherwise somewhat annoyed that it had taken so much yelling to get there.

She turned to Andrew "Come on, let's get going," she said "I bet you're eager to get out of the weather."

Not to mention I should probably talk to him alone about how he's acted towards Keshi. I don't like either of them much either, but we're working together so he needs to not let that get to him so much. She sighed, she needed to make sure she took the same advice of course, and hopefully Rias and her old flame wouldn't be too distracted by each other to render assistance. Hopefully whatever path we take to get to Loki it puts something over our heads as well, though at least its easing up a bit now.

 

[DarkRawen]

Andrew paid little attention to the conversation between Keshi and Rias, though it was enough to tell him that they were old flames. The way they spoke about it didn't particularly strike him as odd, though he knew that a lot of people -his fiance, Kirsten, included- would have felt rather uncomfortable with it.

They probably don't care, though.

Neither of them had exactly inspired him to care for them, or even about them.

"Come on, let's get going. I bet you're eager to get out of the weather."

Andrew looked up, it seemed the weather had finally settled down, the storm simply drizzling now.

"I think I'm fine," he replied, following her. He knew they couldn't go ahead, but at least remove themselves from the others.

"It's just drizzling now."

She did have a point, however, they were all soaking wet. Perhaps he would have to create a cure for the common cold soon. He smiled a bit at the thought, though not for long, while he certainly felt like a large amount of pressure had been lifted from his shoulders, he still didn't feel... well, right. He'd been in such a good mood on the plane, drinking and enjoying his music, not thinking about anything, yet, the instance the storm had appeared, he had gotten upset, not only once, but twice.

Andrew still felt like he had been right in doing so, yet he was very aware of that what he felt wasn't always as accurate as he'd want it to be. He didn't like acting up, he didn't like the half-honesty, half-defensiveness that he was expressing with the group. How many times had he fought with someone since he left Denver? Four times? More? And yet, even if he tried to swallow it, tried not to think, it still created a lack of thought over his own actions that made him act on pride. Because, deep down, he supposed that was it. Pride mixed with a desire to be calm and to be able to express himself without lying.

And yet, I can't even manage that.

Trust was important, of course it was. And trust often came from honesty, however, Andrew already knew how to generate trust, a calm, dependable trust. He looked to Nicole, remembering what she had said about that he should try being honest.

I don't think that's the answer.

They didn't need more fights, after all, and he seemed to start most of them. It made him sort of sad, having to put up another wall, but it was easier. They could trust the Andrew that he was at the hospital, because he had principles, and knowledge, and a calm confidence that could withstand everything. Even if his kindness was a lie, and his empathy just a mask.

"Hey, Nicole," he suddenly muttered, smiling again. He swallowed a sense of defeat. "I don't think I can do it. Being honest, I mean. I always say the wrong things, and you're right, we really don't need any more fights." He patted her shoulder, though more to comfort himself than anyone else.

"I'm a surgeon, I have to remain calm, right? So, it should make sense, it'll be for the benefit of everyone."

He tilted his head, examining her. Andrew wasn't quite sure what reaction he would get, but it didn't matter. "Thanks for the advice back then, though. Perhaps I'll be able to follow it after all of this is over."

 

[CrazyGirl17]

Shiro didn't get a chance to say much at the airport, as their attention was grabbed by a presence nearby that sent them all running after it. The figure turned out to be another half-god, one that Rias knew, apparently.

Her name was Keshi, and she apparently was friends with Rias... and maybe a bit more. But hey, he wasn't one to judge such things, especially considering he wasn't opposed to a bit of... experimentation.

As the slightly larger group headed back, Shiro figured it couldn't hurt to say hello. Be polite and all.

"Ahem, I guess I should introduce myself. I am Toushiro Yamamoto, but you can just call me Shiro. It's very nice to meet you, since I assume we will be fighting together."

 

[hiei82]

"Hymir, if you want Loki, we need to get moving now. Are you with me if we move now? I doubt we have time to rest tonight, and try to pick up a trail when he's already on the move."

Hymir nodded in reply. He'd been silent for the interaction with the unknown demigoddess largely because Rias seemed to know her and the bad blood from before the plane had yet to be settled. Still, noticing Promtheus's words, he spoke up. "I'm ready to go at a moments notice Shield-Brother. Give the word and I shall make haste toward our prey."

Shifting his attention back to the new demigodess it was apparent that she and Rias either were or used to be close. He shouldn't have been surprised; most Midgard-bound demigods and demigodesses were unlikely to find another soul that could quite understand each other save the chance (or forced) encounters with other divine blooded. He heard Toushiro introduce himself, starting off the long chain that would certainly follow, so Hymir took the opportunity to do the same so he'd be able to speak with Prometheus more freely.

"I am Hymir Heimdallrsson-" he said with a slight bow "- and I look forward to fighting beside you Shield-Sister. Would you like for me to connect you via telepathy?" he finished, figuring it was only fair given the others had been likewise connected (minus Andrew).

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry for the delay in posting; I've had limited time and internet access for the last week or two

 

[Athol]

As Rias 'introduced' her Keshi closed her eyes, concentrating on getting moving again. And you thought I would do something more than a little kiss...the fact that you would think such a thing wounds me. Only because I know you. Okay, good point; but enough of that, let's get the hell out of here. Agreed.

"That's great, you won't mind carrying her then,"

"I can walk, I can walk." She said, opening her eyes and pushing off from Rias a bit; unfortunately, she seemed to move about as well as a newborn fawn at the moment. Kinda. Staggering her way to a wall, she propped herself there for a moment. "Sorry about this, switching forms is more than a little tiring. I should be fine shortly."

"Ahem, I guess I should introduce myself. I am Toushiro Yamamoto, but you can just call me Shiro. It's very nice to meet you, since I assume we will be fighting together."

"I am Hymir Heimdallrsson- and I look forward to fighting beside you Shield-Sister. Would you like for me to connect you via telepathy?"

"Nice to meet you Shiro, and you too Hymir." Wow...he talks like Thor from those comic book movies. Be nice. "Telepathy?" She said questioningly after a moment. It wasn't that she didn't believe him, after all she was a demi-goddess herself...and apparently so was her ex-girlfriend from high school, but she wondered if letting somebody into her head was a good idea. But then I could talk to them directly! I know, that's why I'm thinking it's a bad idea. The way it is now, you can only be thoroughly embarrassing when you're out in the world. You really are no fun, you know that? "I'll pass on that for the moment." She said after another bit of consideration. "My mind is a bit 'crowded' at the moment." Tyrant...

Spoiler: OOC

I probably should've mentioned this earlier. THIS for which ever 'personality' is in control of the body, and THIS is for whoever is the secondary. Don't know if anybody needed clarification, I just though I probably should add some.

 

[DarkRawen]

Andrew looked to Nicole a final time, this time smiling the same way he tended to smile around people, a polite, if slightly distant smile. Whatever she said, if she approved of it or not, it didn't matter. He wasn't going to change his mind this time. Besides, it was simple, stepping into a role he knew almost better than his real self.

Let's see then...

First things first was to finish the thing with Keshi, and he walked a bit closer. She had gone from the blue four-armed woman to someone who looked a lot more like a normal person. He waited for the others to introduce themselves, then spoke.

"Oh, right, I've not introduced myself because of our slightly problematic start," he said, acting as if what had happened before had only been a minor, unimportant thing. If Keshi hadn't seen how he acted before, she might have thought of him as a mature and trustworthy person.

"I'm doctor Andrew Miller, son of Apollo. It's nice to meet you, and again, I'm really sorry. Now, about those cuts, I know you may not want me to come near you, but if you want me to deal with them, let me know. All it would require would be for you to hold your hand out so that I had something to channel my ability through. As for Rias--" he noticed that Rias' wound already had closed.

That's definitely not normal.

Then again, they were demigods.

"Hm, looks like you don't need any help. Anyways, Keshi, while I can tell you that those cuts probably wouldn't have an impact on you, getting rid of them would be a good idea if we're headed into an area with people, else the injuries would draw attention. They could also, if a bit unlikely, get infected. It's entirely up to you, though." With that done, he turned to Hymir, expression mostly unchanged, though he allowed a small amount to shame to show.

"And, finally, since I'm already apologizing, let me say I'm sorry for being unwilling to be a part of the telepathy earlier, now that my head has cleared up a bit, I understand what you meant. I just got a bit overly paranoid. I can also see the uses for combat and otherwise stealthy communication, which is why I'm asking you to please add me back in. I promise I'll behave."

I don't need instantly positive results.

He reminded himself of, mentally preparing himself for whatever they could throw at him. Likely, they wouldn't be too happy with the really sudden change of tone.

This takes a bit of time. And I need to keep the mask on, this time.

 

[Green Shoes]

Prometheus nodded to Hymir - happy to have someone at least listening. In the back of his mind, he began to regret not spending more time in the North; the people seemed both direct and wise; a pleasant change from the scheming of his own family.

Although...

He listened as Andrew made amends, seemingly maturing right before his eyes. Prometheus wondered if one day the youth might surpass his father regarding his dealings with others. There was still hope, after all.

The shadows that had unnerved him earlier seem to have passed, at least for the moment, and the feeling of being watched subsided. Inspecting the others for fatigue, he spoke as he looked them all up and down, finally resting his gaze upon Keshi.

"If we're willing to move at dawn, then resting tonight might be wise. I don't know how long we'll be wandering for, and how much time we'll get to recover. I don't fancy being caught out in unfamiliar territory, exhausted. Do you have a safe place nearby? Nothing fancy is necessary."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias snickered as Keshi stumbled to the nears wall to fully collect her self.

"Hm, looks like you don't need any help." Andrews said to Rias, who looked it him like he had three heads "Why would I?" she asked absent mindedly, her gaze drifting to where he was looking. "Oh right, I was stabbed ... Forgot about that..." She said with the kind of dismissive shrug one would give a paper cut.

"If we're willing to move at dawn, then resting tonight might be wise. I don't know how long we'll be wandering for, and how much time we'll get to recover. I don't fancy being caught out in unfamiliar territory, exhausted. Do you have a safe place nearby? Nothing fancy is necessary."

The Titan said after Hymir stated he was ready to move out at a moments notice. 'Sweet, I'll give me time to catch up with Keshi. Not to mention ask about this transformation she has now....' She thought as she more or less hung by her friend.

 

[Athol]

Keshi raised an eyebrow as Pretty Boy came over, but held her tongue, to see what he had to say.

"I'm Doctor Andrew Miller, son of Apollo. It's nice to meet you, and again, I'm really sorry. Now, about those cuts, I know you may not want me to come near you, but if you want me to deal with them, let me know. All it would require would be for you to hold your hand out so that I had something to channel my ability through? Anyways, Keshi, while I can tell you that those cuts probably wouldn't have an impact on you, getting rid of them would be a good idea if we're headed into an area with people, else the injuries would draw attention. They could also, if a bit unlikely, get infected. It's entirely up to you, though."

'Doctor' is it? No wonder he's an ass. See? Shit like that is why I said no the telepathy. While Andrew's rather abrupt change in attitude, while seeming genuine, still felt about as real as a Hong Kong Rolex watch, she figured it would be best for all if she played along. NO! Punt him in the nuts, he's close enough! "Apology accepted." She said, straightening out a bit. "And I apologize for her...my actions as well. I'm not used to being injured in that form, so this-" She added, indicating her cut arms. "- freaked my out...still does if I'm honest."

Pulling off her blood stained long sleeved shirt, and exposing a tattered black t-shirt underneath, she looked at her badly cut up arms. "I could probably have these healed up in a week or two...but like you said, people would most likely notice before I could wrap them." While she did heal faster than most people, it's not like the cuts were sealing themselves up before anyone's eyes; the only really notable thing would be that despite the depth of some of the cuts, they'd all stopped bleeding.

Waiting until Andrew had finished speaking to Hymir, she held up her arms. "Okay Doc, do that voodoo that you do."

"If we're willing to move at dawn, then resting tonight might be wise. I don't know how long we'll be wandering for, and how much time we'll get to recover. I don't fancy being caught out in unfamiliar territory, exhausted. Do you have a safe place nearby? Nothing fancy is necessary."

Looking around as best she could, without moving her feet, she got her bearings as best she could. "My hotel is about three blocks North, and maybe two West from here. It's safe enough, assuming the cockroaches don't try and mug you in the halls. My room is only a single, so we can't exactly all bunk up there, but I'm sure the owner wouldn't mind the extra business."

 

[IFS]

"My hotel is about three blocks North, and maybe two West from here. It's safe enough, assuming the cockroaches don't try and mug you in the halls. My room is only a single, so we can't exactly all bunk up there, but I'm sure the owner wouldn't mind the extra business."

"Well lets get going then," Nicole said "you need your stuff so even if we don't stay the night it'd be a good idea to grab it before we keep going."

She waited for the rest of the group to make a decision while she thought about what Andrew had said, she still remembered how he had acted before and how it had turned out, with everyone angry at him and he himself full of bitterness. She didn't want to see that happen again but at the same time him rubbing up against Rias and Keshi didn't help anyone. She moved to next to him and talked quietly enough that the others wouldn't likely hear.

"It's fine if you need to use that persona," she said "just don't stay behind it all the time, it's not who you are and hiding that will just make you resentful. Besides if you'd kept up your act last time the whole way we'd never have really become friends."

She wasn't sure why she added that last bit, she didn't want to make him worry, just remind him that putting distance between himself and others had consequences.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Okay Doc, do that voodoo that you do."

Andrew nodded. While he didn't like the "voodoo" remark -he was fairly sure it was very inaccurate in terms of how voodoo was used as well-, it did make him feel a bit better that she allowed it. He touched her hand, and felt the wounds in his mind, knowing how many and how deep they were instinctively. It was hard to describe it otherwise, he simply had an innate sense of the cuts.

This seems relatively easy to deal with.

Using his own ability this time, the cuts closed and disappeared quickly, and he checked her over one more time, before removing his hand from hers.

"There, all fixed up now," he smiled.

"My hotel is about three blocks North, and maybe two West from here. It's safe enough, assuming the cockroaches don't try and mug you in the halls. My room is only a single, so we can't exactly all bunk up there, but I'm sure the owner wouldn't mind the extra business."

Well, that sounds like the least fun idea all day, apart from the one where we headed into the forest during the storm. But, getting some rest would be beneficial.

Not to mention, some food, a shower, and dry clothes.

"Sounds good," he replied, and kept the rest of his thoughts to himself. Andrew wasn't that eager to sleep somewhere there was cockroaches, because while he certainly didn't expect luxury, there was a difference between an acceptable room and a fancy one. The kind with cockroaches tended to be neither.

Then again, it'll probably be fairly inexpensive.

So he hoped, anyways. Nicole walked up to him, talking to him in a quiet voice. It was regarding what he had told her before.

"It's fine if you need to use that persona. Just don't stay behind it all the time, it's not who you are and hiding that will just make you resentful. Besides if you'd kept up your act last time the whole way we'd never have really become friends."

Andrew just kept smiling, though being reminded of how he had acted last year... it was a tad painful. Andrew didn't want to think about how he had been, and didn't for most of the time, apart from a brief moment every now and then.

"It's fine," he whispered back. "I'm not the person I was back then. I'm not... I'll never become that person again."

Nicole, Kirsten, neither of them knew the extent of his cold and callous mindset a year ago, and neither of them knew just how much they had saved him from a destructive and cruel self. If he had actually done that... no, he couldn't bring himself to even consider the possibility. It was the single thing he could never let anyone know about.

"But thanks. I'll let you know if I need to talk, or need a breather."

 

[Green Shoes]

Prometheus nodded silently and motioned for Keshi to lead the way. Picking their way through the scattered, industrial buildings, the noise of a small but vibrant city began to grow. People could be seen flicking in and out of the poorly lighted alleys as they approached the small oasis of habitation. The building Keshi was staying in wasn't much, but the roof was solid and the stairs intact.

Prometheus had a few short words with the balding man, who sat reclining on an edge-worn desk. He mumbled to the group as they climbed the narrow staircase to the rooms. The balding man gazed for an uncomfortable length of time at Nicole and Rias. Keshi, now in human form, was exhausted.

"I chose the room just opposite you, Keshi. If anything happens, or looks suspicious, or you even barely notice anything, don't hesitate to knock. I doubt we're unknown to unfriendly locals."

Twisting a worn bronze key in the door, the Titan shouldered it open. Stained maroon carpet and yellow sponge couches. The living room was redeemed by two fold out mattresses, and a small, strangely new fridge, whirring away in the corner. The TV was old and boxy, with the remote nowhere to be seen. There was a small coffee table with two ottoman cubes next to it. A chess set in a cardboard box was atop it.

"There's a bathroom and a double bed as well, supposedly. If anyone needs their own room, you best talk to downstairs before he disappears. I suppose Rias is bunking with Keshi, so that leaves..."

He looked at the group, and the small space within.

"Well, at least we're out of the rain. Shower's free!"

With that, the Titan entered the room and wrung out his soaked clothes. Leaving them to dry, hung perilously on one of the cubes, he lay down in his underwear on the floor. The months of ceaseless travel had made his outlook on presentation spartan at best, and he doubted anyone important had the energy to care.

 

[Athol]

"I chose the room just opposite you, Keshi. If anything happens, or looks suspicious, or you even barely notice anything, don't hesitate to knock. I doubt we're unknown to unfriendly locals."

"Alright then." She replied, motioning for Rias to follow her. Stepping into the crappy little room, she waved her arm about. "Welcome to my hovel away from home." From the condition, two things where obvious. One, there probably was no housekeeping staff in the hotel, and two, Keshi had been living out of this room for a while.

"I'm sure you've got as many questions as I do." She said to Rias, as she began to rummage through a bag, pulling out a towel. "But I need a shower." Stepping into the little bathroom, she stripped down and cranked up the hot(ish) water. Stepping into the stream, she washed both her 'selves', rinsing both the mud and tension down the drain. As she showered, she inspected her arms and was impressed. Considering how deep some of the gashes were, Andrew hadn't even left a mark. "He does good work." She muttered to the water. Still an asshole though. Not denying that.

Stepping out of the washroom, wrapped in a towel, she went bag to her bags for some clean(ish) and dry clothes. "Shower is all yours if you want."

 

[hiei82]

Hymir smiled at Andrew as he asked to be let back into the telepathic bond. "Of course! I understand the desire to keep your mind to yourself." From there, Hymir added him back into the link without delay and began following Keshi toward the hotel.

Following Prometheus into the shared room, Hymir sat at a table and closed his eyes for a bit. It had been a long day and Hymir needed to refocus his mind on the task at hand: killing Loki. Unfortunately, his efforts proved fruitless so, after several minutes, he pulled out the chess board and began to set it up, replacing missing pieces with odd objects in the room. Then he began to play himself. If he couldn't focus on Loki, he could at least get his mind back on the topic of tactics and strategy.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Rias nodded as Keshi took off to the bathroom for a shower 'Gods Keshi, couldn't find less of a shit hole?' she thought as she took her coat off and lay her weapons on the table, then stripped down to her underwear, she was planning on a shower her self. Rias first gave a look to her wound, as she expected, it was closed, and starting to look less like a fresh wound and more like a fresh scar, it'd be completely gone by morning.

She then went to inspecting her blades, specifically her claws, for dulling and damage. She was doing this as Keshi came back out and announced the shower was free. "Sweet" she said as she clicked the blade she finished inspecting into one of her gloves, as she'd done with the others she'd finished with. Rias then opened her bag, pulled out a fresh shirt and underwear and went into the bath room for her turn in the warmish waters, though she did remove her ring and set it on the table by her claws before she did.

She kept the shower short, and came back out with her dirty clothing in hand, her hair, and the fur on her ears and tail still clearly damp "So, you wanna start the start the Q&A or should I?" Rias said as she plopped down on the bed and resumed drying her tail. 'If you have something to say to me, say it.' Rias thought over the connection they, for the moment, all shared, though it was directed solely to Hymir.

Spoiler: OOC

@Athol; case you, and every one else is wondering. Rias left two leather sheaths with 5 throwing knives in each, two sets of 3 bladed claws attached to a pair of gloves reenforced to handle the stress of combat, and of course the blades the she straps to her feet laying on there side on top of the throwing knives. The blade that goes by the big toe being the longest while the that goes on her heel being the shortest.

The ring is by the claws, simple gold band with hieroglyphics etched into both sides of the ring.

 

[DarkRawen]

"Of course! I understand the desire to keep your mind to yourself."

"Thank you," Andrew replied, finding it a bit odd that Hymir's response was as friendly as it was, but not questioning it. Not everyone was as fond of holding a grudge as he was, actually, most weren't.

Following the others to the hotel, he was not exactly pleased when he saw their hotel room. It wasn't as bad as he had feared, but with as greasy as the owner had seemed, and the stained, maroon carpet, he found himself not wanting to stay there for too long. Not to mention, there were no food, and the running and healing combined, he felt somewhat hungry.

Most of all, however, he felt soaked, though discovered that the clothes underneath his jacket had managed well. The leather jacket itself was soaked at the shoulders especially and felt heavier than usual, but hanging it up should work. Of course, that meant that his t-shirt would be quite sweaty, and he pulled it off as well. He stopped as he did it, for a brief moment, as he could hear a message through the connection from Rias.

'If you have something to say to me, say it.'

Andrew wasn't sure, but it didn't feel like it was directed at him. And, even if it was, it was better avoided than anything else. He decided to push it to the back of his mind.

No need to get involved with negative situations.

And the statement really did not sound too friendly. It sounded like someone was starting a fight, actually.

Seeing as the others inside so far had chosen to not shower, Prometheus was lying around in his underwear, and Hymir had decided to play chess, Andrew figured that he might as well take a short shower. He didn't think Hymir wanted anyone to play with him, and Andrew had never really liked chess either way, it moved too slowly and wasn't relevant to anything, ever.

"I'm going to shower," Andrew told the others, as he found another shirt to wear and a pair of not wet pants and briefs. It was only when he had undressed, and turned on the shower -though not entered it yet- he realized that showering might not be the best idea.

Right, that goddess.

However, even if she knew where they were, she had no interest in them anymore. Jon had gone elsewhere, and Andrew had no idea. Still, he took caution as he showered, if the water suddenly turned too hot, he would not hesitate to grab the closest towel and get out of it. He got in, and started washing himself, halfway wondering if he had lost any weight from the healing yet, or if the hamburger and alcohol had screwed that up. His thoughts quickly went from that to Kirsten, however, he missed her a lot, yet calling her... She was fine, right?

After what seemed like five minutes, but was closer to fifteen, Andrew got out, and got dressed again. Nothing had happened with the supposedly South American woman, which was good. However, he felt a bit empty as he got outside, curly hair lazily pushed back -so it stood out a bit too much- and taking a seat on one of the couches, before curling up and putting the earplugs back into his ears.