Diaz:Moving down the sidewalk those "infamous" pigtails bouncing. "Keep'n peace for the world, oh yeah, bay-bay!"
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Kit: Priestly, priestly. Being priestly.

Chandrell: The wispy form of a young woman stalked through the tiny garden. It seemed almost hesitant, but unafraid.
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Kefka: He peered down on the world forelornly. The wind that whipped around the building buffeting his frail wings and snapping off a few golden but mangey feathers and scattering them to the ground bellow.
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Wufei: His hair stylishly down for once, his leather jacket slung over a shoulder, and in jeans for the first time in his life, strolls out of the Preventers Main Office Building @ 3:00 in the morning. Papers in hand, and an air of bemusement, "What to do?" he thinks aloud to himself. Wufei is on vacation
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Spike: Wandering the streets in search of something again, that same song in his head- I close my eyes and I keep seeing things... heh, he was bleeding again, some wannabe mugger had cut him at the last bar. Spike was far from done yet though, he could tough it till night's end. He felt something settle on his shoulder, a golden feather, real gold! Their money problems were solved! Then he realized his side didn't hurt, the wound was gone! Spike wondered, looking up, "What the hell am I into now."

Kefka: His body drifing, it took that little pain and suffering he could find here to stay together. Another breeqe cast a handful of feathers down onto the world. He wrapped himself in his battered wings, trying to stay warm on this new world. He was slowly beginning to realize he'd been permanently removed from his place with the gods. A sharp jolt jilled his body as one of his lost feathers touched a mortal who'd been in pain, if not wounded. His fragile form became sturdier and stronger as the suffering absorbed into his being.

Spike: Materializing behind Kefka in that crazy way only he can. "Glad I could help-Angel?" he said, a bit sarcastically. (Lura: Gah, he's so unflappable and all knowing!) "But tell me, what could be so terrible that it brings an angel so low?" he sticks his hands in his pockets, hunched over, and ambles up beside Kefka.

Kefka: His eerie violet eyes focused on the human. "Angel...Hmmph...I suppose you want more feathers." He returned his icy gaze to the city. Another feather drifted past a rape somewhere in the distance, making him even stronger.

Spike: Lights up a cigarette, breaths in the cancer a while before he answers, "No" he catches Kefka's eyes "I want my pain, it's who I am." he wondered if Kefka would notice the slight difference in the color of his eyes. "Why 'angel' do you want this pain?"

Kefka: "Stop calling me that. The proper term is Diva, as sad as that is...and it is of little concern to you." He breathed in the foul city air, relishing the familiar old flavor rather sadly. "Nice eye."

Spike: "Heh, 'Diva'? Please, you don't look like a singer to me. Yeah, this eye's got memories all right, not that it matters." He stubbed his cigarette out beneath his boot. "You're right, it's none of my business, forget I bothered." He turned to go.

Kefka: His wings disentigrated, settling in a thousand shattered beams of light around his body, forming clothing (he finally figured out how to do that!) "So where exactly am I, little human child. I'm not familiar with this place." He turned to watch the man, "And 'Diva' means heavenly body, just in case you were wondering."

Spike: Won't even turn around "I wasn't, and like you said, it's of little concern to me, I may as well just go." He raised his voice there, an offer.

Kefka: *Well...that didn't help...Me damn mortals...* He stepped off the edge of the building, drifting to the ground much like one of his feathers. He noticed a woman trying desperately to lift one of the stray feathers, adn snorted in amusement. He noticed the man again. "You know, you never answered my question, little one."

Spike: Raises an eyebrow, "Fine then, somewhere on Earth, where Central Asia used to be, explains why everything's so shitty. So can I go now o-benevolent-angel-of-pain?"

Kefka: "Whatever." Walks off down the street, in search of pain and mayhem to cause. (aww...he's such a cute demi-god of destruction (well, perhaps more of despair...), yes he is!)
OOC-"Shut up, bitch

Spike: *Blink* "yeah, whatever"
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Diaz: She shifted her sunglasses a little just to make them straight, and then adjusted her tie. Yes, a black tie, and jacket over a rather lightly colored dress, blue-green, and ocean color to be exact. She looked like an odd mix between a would be assasin or CIA agent who was recovering from child-therapy. Her hair was in pigtails.
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Kit: Blinks, He tugged on his collor...it always seemed to choke him. "I-is someone there?"

Chandrell: "Just us scum of the Earth." A rat let out a slight squeal when she caught it and cast it to the side.
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Kefka: Bumped into a highly mismatched girl, accidentally knocking her sunglasses off.
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Spike: Bumped into a short Asian kid with loose hair and a mean look on his face. uh oh thought Spike, checking out his cloths, a street tough, "Hey, sorry kid, no harm done, eh?"

Wufei: Glared at the sudden intrusion, he would have let the fool's indiscretion go, but, "Child! You dare to call me CHILD! (Ahh! Evil Wufei!)
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Diaz: "Hey, you should watch yourself pal, these things don't grow on trees, would be cool if they did, then I wouldn't have to worry about cash, cool hair by the way." Grin.
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Kit: "Par..don?"

Chandrell: She stood up again, fully visible fangs and a gaping wound in her shoulder. "Par...don...?" She grinned at him. "Don't mind me. Just hiding from my master. Spare a pint?" She put a hand behind her head, her grin becoming wider.
Vicious:"Humph...loser."
"Shut UP!"
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Kefka: "...Thanks..." her innocent looks were the opposite of her bright aura.

Diaz: "Something wrong?" she slid the glasses onto the bridge of her nose, tugging on her sleeves, a smile still on her face.
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Kit: Tiny voice. "don't kill me?"

Chandrell: Grabbed him and gave him a kiss of the forehead. (heart) "Don't worry love. Oooo. Priestly."
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Kefka: "Uh...no..." He smelled a fresh kill on her.

Diaz: She nodded "Sayonara Missouri-ah!" moving past him with a click of her heel, it was odd how her pigtails could still bounce.
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Kit: x_x Pounds on her breasts, (jiggle) "mff camf breave!!"

Chandrell: "Wow, a dirty priest boy."

Kit" "MAIRE!"

Chandrell: "What? You want to sex me? No thank you, I'm fine right now."

Kit: Yanks free "AIR!" He fell onto his knees: "Forgive me father for I have sinned..."

Chandrell: "Oh. So you did like that..."

Kit:"You caused it, go away. Shoo! Before I am tempted away from my sacred duties..and um...begone and so forth leave this ...presence...and find the place of Shadows! Uh...go Lucifer's chylde so ye shall not torment me any longer and ...um....let me be peace and ...just...Leave!"

Chandrell:"Yeaaaaah....."

Vicious:"I think he liked your boob view."

Chandrell:"Uh huh. Def. No hon I like it right here. You priestly types are sooooo cute!"

Kit:"Ah! No! Wrong! Um...Holy Holy God's light of father who art in Heav'n Commandth thee um um...go toward the fire Come on, God I am a trainee, I deserve a little challange this is ridiculous I bet even the Pope deals with less!"

Chandrell:"-Gasp- You're gay!" "Gay priests...Oooo...You people really are fun!" Glomps him!

Kit:"No!" Flails against her. "That is not it, I am a man of GOD! This is ridiculous! Accusations! ALL WRONG! I am...holy...chaste...um..I am being plotted against"

Chandrell:"Its alright..." She licked his ear and nipped it with her fangs
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Spike:"Er" Ducks just in time to avoid a karate chop. "Yikes, jeez! What kinda?--" WHUMP-Wufei caught him square in the chest.

Wufei:{"Haha villain!" (how duoesque)} (Heh, little fantasy) But really....-He Snorts and turns to go, but trips over Spike's outstretched leg.

Diaz: "Yo, can you both move?" Places her hands on their foreheads, pushing them aside os she had room to get through.
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Kit:ZOOM!! "BACK!!"

Chandrell:Ducks between his arms, grinning. "What? You like back? Well, I'd assume so, you are gay."
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Kefka:"Hm." He waited until she was out of the way. "KILL EACHOTHER!"

Spike: "Now listen here, angelman: I know we've met before but you can't just go making demands like--"

Wufei:"Ok!-HAH!" He lept with a flying jump kick at Spike's head, and narrowly missed. He quickly grabbed Spike's jacket and twisted his ear close, whispering,"Play along, civilian, this is for the safety of the Earth's Sphere!" He twisted away again.

Spike:Confused "Hey! Now listen here kid!"

Wufei: "I said don't call me a child!" ((rah Wuffers!))

Diaz: "This is so retarded, okay, you boys just have fun mutilating one another okay? Just leave me out of it, thanks. You're both as bad as Rufus. Gah." She began to walk away, here bright red shoes clicking against the sidewalk.
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Kit: " I am not GAY! God Almighty above and Holy Jesus!! Take thou Unholy thoughts and leave!"

Chandrell:"But-but...you have to protect me!" Hugs him again, petting his hair, his face jammed into the 'crevice. "My master will kill me!"
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Kefka: He untied the last feather in his hair and dropped it between them to collect any pain they caused and ran after the strange Dorthy type child.

Wufei: Suddenly stopped, calm and collected. He stooped and picked up the feather with his shirt, stuffing it into a pocket. He looked over his shoulder at Spike, "Coming?"

Spike: Suddenly frightened by the look in the boy's eyes, it reminded him of..."How old are you kid?"

Wufei: "16"

"Right, um, sure." Not even sure why he did, he followed Wufei and the strange angel, this promised to be interesting.

Diaz: Stop. Turns. "Look! I don't know what the deal is but I can't have strange boys, men, and or crossdressing people following me home unless> "You want to live. You have no fear. You somehow have immunity to Dad's wrath!"
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Kit: Chandrell: "Eww! This isn't a wet T-shirt contest!" She thought for a moment. "But if you'd like to make it one.."
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Kefka:"All of the above and more!"

Spike: "I'm just following him"

Wufei: "I fear nothing, I doubt there is anything you could do to me that would bother me."

Diaz: "..." She smirked, "I think this is yours." She handed Kefka's feather back. Kefka:"Oooo....What do you have of mine little one?"

Wufei: Uses his own patented smirk, "I believe these are yours," he spreads his hands and holds a lighter, 2 bracelets, a ring, some chapstick, and a quarter."

Spike: "Hey kid! Then you want these back?" tosses in 3 of Wufei's throwing stars and a pistol "Hey wait! That's my lighter," pats himself down, yells at Diaz "Where are MY CIGARRETTES!?"

Diaz: Drops Wufei and Spike's wallets, a watch, a ring (Spike's) also his necktie, and his cigs and lighter, Wufei's hair gel, and a few of Kefka's knives. ":)."

Kefka: He checked his pockets. "Heeey...oh...eyeliner! (heart)" He lost interest in his stolen knives.

Wufei: "Touché." She smirks, "You make a worthy opponent...You!" he points to Kefka," You're silly, stop that."

Spike:"Arggh! Give back my stuff!" Cigarrettes!

Diaz: She winked scooping her stuff back up; and with a few tosses, they had their things. "Opponents can be dangerous."

Kefka: "Silence heathen! You know not the miracle and blessing of eyeliner. Hey: Watch where you're throwing these!" Pulled one of his daggers out of his arm. "You could hurt someone. He licked his strangely tinted blood off the blade and picked the others up.

Spike: "Um-Okay"

Wufei: "Granted, eyeliner is magical." he grabbed his hairgel, "It does not, however, match the power of hairgel!" Whatcha!

Diaz: She was busy making sure here things were all intact before raising her eyes. "Gel and eyeliner...get a room ladies!" she chuckled, sweeping a bow, and sweeping a wallet before hurrying off down an ally.

Kefka: Disappeared in a cloud of sparkling lights and golden feathers, his misty essence following her.

Wufei: "I am not an onna!" Oh well, at least he'd thought to install a computer bug in his wallet, he'd catch up soon. He looked at Spike. "Who are you?"

Spike: "Spike Spiegal, bounty hunter."

Diaz: She flipped open her watch, Grinning. "Hey dad, what's up? I downloaded all the info from the main office and sent it to the computer, so Rude can get the transcripts, I believe the Mayor is holding a party for that president tonight at City Hall...perfect place for me to get more info on the guy and scheduling to fufill our purpose." she winked. "I'll meet Rufus at the rendevous point in 20 minutes so he can update me. Love and Kisses! Over and out!" she shut the watch, hurrying off.

Kefka: Follow, follow!

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Rufus: His soft strawberry blonde hair fluttered past his beautiful blue eyes. He fixed is collar as he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Where are you? Goddammit Diaz, you were supposed to be here an hour ago!"
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Spike: "So, kid mysterious, what next?"

Wufei: "We wait, and baka, if you call me a child one more time I will use my katana to remove A VITALLY IMPORTANT BODY PART!" takes a moment to calm himself. "My name is Cheng Wufei, Wufei, call me that. He started to walk away, "And Mr. Spiegal, if you don't want to get involved tell me now, you won't have another chance to get out."

Spike: "I've been in it deeper, don't worry about me, this promises to be interesting," he winked at Wufei.

Wufei: "Um, ok, than this is the situation: I'm undercover, someone plans to assasinate a very innocent and important man, I have to stop them." He looked at Spike, going against all protocol and rational thought, he felt he could trust Spike, should allow him to help, his "spaceheart" told him to. Well then, he would. "There's a party tonight, here's the address, meet me there in formal attire at 22 hundred hours." He left.

Spike: "Hm, 22:00? Must be ex-millitary, even more interesting."

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Diaz: She made it to the café, taking her sunglasses off, and rolling her eyes at Rufus. "Calm down, I am here spaz. Now, I need the compact disc, the microphone chip and speaker peice, the comunicator, my party dress, and the palm pilot to download the data to Rude. You brought it right?" *PLEASE DON'T GLOMP ME!* She tried to sit down as quickly as possible.

Rufus: >) GLOMP. "Yes, dearest, I brought everything. If you need anything I'll be there too. And yes, I received an invitation, so don't look at me in that tone of voice."

Kefka: He floated through the room.

Diaz: "Are you feeling me up?!"

Kefka: O_o;;

Rufus: ^-^ "A little....."

Diaz: "Well stop it!" She whacked him upside the head, fidgeting. "I don't like you like that and you know it!" >E Gr.

Kefka: ^_^

Rufus: "....Will you at least dance with me when we get there?"

Diaz: "It might not be smart for us to be seen together, you know that."

Rufus: He sighed "...I know...."

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-Voice transmission from Une-

Wufei: "I have to WHAT?!"

Diaz!