open A.R.E.A 51 (Supernatural/Battle/Slice of Life) Roleplay

[Concerto Dusk 240]

"A kitsune, huh? Anata wa, eria 14 kara koko ni tensō shimashita? (translation: Did you transfer here from Area 14?)" Masun asked, testing the Kitsune to see if he spoke Japanese.

 

Masun watched the woman place a guard into a hypnotic like state. Masun felt the familiar small feeling of inclination that hypnotic suggestion made, but his vampiric nature fought against it. If Masun was at full power, the feeling would be considerably less, but as he hadn't drank very much blood as of recent, (he barely drank anything from the unconscious escort in his hotel room), he was more susceptible to everything.

 

"Hai " Otonashi simply replies. Looking around, he sees the incident with the guard. "Quite funny. Too bad you set him loose. Anyways, you look like a vampire, and a familiar one at that. But if I did ever meet you, I was probably a lot younger then." Rubbing his temples to get the voice out of his head, he stands up and checks his pockets. "Oh Yeah, I forgot. Just took this form, don't have any smokes yet. But in all seriousness, why bring us here? It's nit like a war is going to break out, but then again they are humans and they live short enough lives that a pointless war makes sense to them, so I am probably wrong. Especially when the Americans are concerned."

[Glaceon 793]

The guard quickly uncuffed himself and proceeded about his business as if nothing odd had happened.

Lenaria turned back to Charles. "It looks like you enjoy assigning people nicknames." She replied with a slight smile. "Now, aside from nicknames; what can you do?" She asked Charles.
"Keeping the man trapped there away from his duties wouldn't be a beneficial thing. I wouldn't want to interfere with current base operations." She replied to Otonashi's comment.
Lenaria turned back to Charles and waited for his answer. Charles didn't seem to show anything different so far. She wondered what could the Area want him for.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

@@Octavia's Bow,

Auria glanced at her when she took off her hood. You could see how sleepy she was from the way she talked and the bags under her eyes. When Sam asked her if she was hurt, she looked at her own arm and noticed that there was a bit of blood left from what happened before. "Oh, it's not big deal." She smiled in return. Auria rolled up her sleeve and showed it to her when she asked if she could take a closer look at it. There were bite marks and a different color to it, which was a bit paler than her skin tone, though it should fade off in time. "Name's Auria, what about you?"

"Sam. Just Sam, please. That looks like it hurts. Alot. Infected even..." She looks back up at Auria, "What bit you?" She sits back, looking concerned, while pulling out her spell book. I might have a spell in hear for small cuts and scrapes. It's obviously a bit more serious, but the spell could protecr against infection... Here! The entire time her tired mind could only focus on one thing, so she didn't really hear what Auria said. And... well, she also forgot to ask if it was okay to cast the spell. She just sort of casted it on Auria's arm.

 

Lunar magic, unlike solar magic, isn't tied down to religions that shun nightly creatures. Things like vampires, werewolves, and zombies... not a big deal. So, the magic was relatively safe for use on just about anything. Just not something constantly regenerating. Not if you're expecting something small. The magic soaked into Auria's skin, cleaning up the wound and instantly closing the wound into thin, silvery scars. This caused the tired mage to jump a bit, wide-eyed. "That wasn't s'possed to happen." She started studying the spell, "Did I do something wrong? That's supposed to be small cuts..." She blushes at Auria, a little embarresed, "Not that there's anything wrong with the result, but..."

[Samurshy 708]

Masun reached into his suit pocket, and pulled out a pack of Marlboros and took out a cigarette, giving it to the Kitsune. He then grabbed a match from the teepee and picked up the empty matchbook and struck it, offering the flame to the Kitsune

"Well, since you weren't here for the introductions, my name is Masun Murray. Or Matchstick Murray, apparently. This Aussie guy over here, his name is Chuck Wallaby Moss but I call him Crocodile Dundee. The girls name is Lenaria Sarris, but again, apparently she is also now Silvertongue Sarris. As for your question about what we are all doing here, I wasn't briefed on all who would be showing up, but I would rather have those two over there in the corner be in on this discussion as well, before we start.  Masun pointed to the hooded girl and the other one who now didn't have her hood up. It appeared the girl without the hood cast a spell on the other girl's open wound. "And also, Kitsune, if you could take the form of someone who isn't already here, that would make things a lot easier."

There was something odd about the hooded girl. Masun had smelled her blood the moment she entered, but it didn't smell the same as a normal human. Had an average human entered with an open wound, Masun would have had trouble keeping himself from hunting that human down, in the state he was currently in. But, for some reason, the scent of the blood almost repulsed him. Not to the point of complete sickness, but to the point that he would very much rather find another prey. It didn't repulse him, per se, it just didn't attract him like normal blood does. It didn't have the same pungent allure that Masun so strived for, and it scared Masun in a way. Because Masun had never once smelled blood that he did not want to instantly drink out of instinct.

"Anyway, I would rather we all be together when we do a debriefing, and I need a shower and a new set of clothes, so I will be off to the living quarters. Charles, could you round up those other two and have everyone meet in the Living Quarter's Lounge Area in, oh let's say, fifteen minutes?" 

Without giving Charles a chance to reply one way or the other, Masun stood up and walked away. Soon he found himself back in the elevator, waiting another three or so minutes to get to B2. Once the doors opened, Masun thought he had somehow reentered the first floor's number by mistake in the elevator. The familiar security checkpoint was right there. But then he quickly realized it had to be different, because the scent of the two men guarding the door, were completely different. After sliding his card through the security checkpoint he made his way into the living area.

Map

 

 

 

 

The lounge area looked a lot like the lobby on the first floor, except there were refrigerators, cabinets with easy to make food in them, microwaves and minibars with things to drink other than alcohol (though it still did have alcohol), along with the leather seats and hanging flatscreen televisions. He noticed there were two hallways connected to the lobby, one on each side. the one on the right had a sign dangling from it that said, "Males' Quarters" and the one on the left said, "Females' Quarters." Masun made his way to through the hallway marked with, "Males' Quarters", looking at each door that passed. They all had name placards on them, like Masun though they would. Eventually he came to the last room at the end of one of the Hallways that had the name, "Muramasa" on  it. Very funny, Director Davis. Masun thought as he slid the placard off and entered the room. The rooms were very nice. Each one had a king sized bed, a desk, a flatscreen television, a closet, a night stand, a dresser, and a bathroom connected to it. Sadly enough, to Masun's dismay, there were no refrigerators or mini-fridges, which meant that he could store his own booze cold, if he were to buy some. He would have to store his booze out in the refrigerators in the lounge area.

Masun looked in his closet and saw there were a bunch of Air Force Officer uniforms, without medals or badges attached to them, except one which was a big golden 51 attached to the chest of the first Officer uniform hanging in the closet.

Just in case you don't know what an officer uniform looks like
 

Well, Masun thought, at least they are clean. Masun reached for the first uniform and laid it out on his bed, and tossed the Muramasa name placard in the small trash bin by the desk. He then walked into the bathroom, which was very nice as well. The bathroom was all tile, and had a large bathtub in one corner, and a walk in shower in another, as well as dark blue marble countertops and nice ornate sinks and a large ornate mirror above the sinks. It's amazing how tax dollars are used in America, Masun thought. He quickly stripped out of his suit and underwear and draped them over the golden rod attached horizontally to the wall. It was then he realized he had no other underwear. He walked of the bathroom, nude. And walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. Surprisingly there were various packs of unopened Hanes boxer briefs in the top drawer. Masun opened one up, pulled out the blue pair of boxers, and walked back into the bathroom.

Masun placed the pair of boxers on the marble counter tops, and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror when he did so. Masun looked at himself, his shaggy blue hair, his red eyes, a dark skinned, toned japanese body, a large scar going from his right pectoral down to parallel with his navel.  Looking at that scar brought back the memory of when he first found out about the power that holy artifacts have over vampires. The blessed silver tipped sword that sliced into his skin back in Hiroshima, the reason why he was unable to stop the sorcerer from finishing his incantation that completely leveled the city. And also the reason why he was bed ridden during the attack on Nagasaki.

Masun shook his head clear of those thoughts and turned on the shower. He stepped in and adjusted the nobs so the temperature was just right.

[Glaceon 793]

Lenaria nodded at Masun's instructions. "I guess I'll be seeing you boys in 15 minutes. I'll just unpack and be right there. It looks like my request will have to wait, Charles." She replied before standing up and taking her bag and heading towards the elevator. After waiting a couple of minutes she took the elevator down the the living quarters. The layout was similar to Area 27s base; the living area was separated for both genders. Lenaria went towards the designated female corridor and went down the hall looking for her room. She quickly found the room assigned to her which was right next to the entrance of the corridor. The placard read: "L. Sarris". A quick swipe from her ID card and the door opened.

Lenaria found the room to be similar to her old one, except it was a bit fancier. She quickly set her bag down and began emptying its contents, placing them on the desk nearby. She neatly placed all her essential equipment on the desk. She first placed her Colt 1911 handgun, the suppressor for her handgun and 4 magazines of .45 ACP ammo for a grand total of 32 rounds. (8 per magazine).
Followed by all the parts required to assemble a PSG-1 sniper rifle, a suppressor for the rifle and 2 magazines with 10 7.62x51mm NATO rounds in each totaling at 20 rounds.
Finally she brought out a black scabbard which carried her preferred weapon; a modern take on the ancient greek short sword; the 'Kopis'. Lenaria placed the 19 inch blade on the desk.

Lenaria neatly emptied the rest of the contents of her bag on the bed. She lay them out in a categorized manner. She had several different kinds of clothing for casual wear. Some undergarments and her what she would like to call her infiltration suit and Night-vision Goggles. 'I'll sort these all later. I don't want to be late for that debriefing.' She thought to herself as she took one quick stop to the restroom to make sure she looked presentable. She quickly combed her hair and fixed any crease on her blouse before heading to the lounge area.

Upon arriving at the lounge, Lenaria took a seat and waited. While waiting she brought out her phone and simply browsed the internet.

Edited January 18, 2015 by Glaceon

[Chickey 383]

"Aye aye Cap'n. Fifteen minutes it is." He said as he set his chronograph as Masun walked away. He gave a nod as Lenaria walked away. Charles got up and walked over to the two at the other side of the room, taking a closer look at them as he did. He didn't get much out of it besides the now silvery wound on the girls arm. He took more mental notes before speaking. "Oi. Boss man says that we all gotta meet at the lounge in the livings quarters in fifteen minutes. I presume you two Sheilas can make it there without me holdin' your hands so I'm gonna buzz off." He said, making it quick before taking the elevator to the living quarters.

 

He got out of the elevator and swiped his card through the security checkpoint. A rather excited look crossed his face as he took a good look at the lounge, seeing the holy coffee machine like it was godsend off in the corner. Charles made his way to his room, noticing it by his placard on the first room upwards and opened the door. His room was the same as everyone elses so far, except for very large boxes that sat in the middle of the room. He had mailed over some of his belongings in advanced a week back. Charles took the duffel bag off his back and laid it out on the bed. He unzipped it to reveal his rifle inside, but instead of grabbing it he fished around until he pulled a coffee cup up from it's depths. 

 

Not wanting to waste any more time, he left the room, closing the door behind him and walked back over to the lounge. Charles eagerly made his way to the machine and filled his mug up with anything he could as fast as possible before sitting down on a chair in the middle of the room. He had a rather pleased look on his face now as he took a sip. It appeared that Charles is rather easy entertained. 

 

The mug he held was rather normal. It was an all white coffee mug with "#1 Marksman" printed on the side in big bold red letters. Besides that it seemed to be vacant until he took a sip. For someone with a knack for noticing things "Awarded to Charles Wallasey Foss for placing first in 2010 Australian Cup Shooting Event Finals" could be seen stamped under the mug in small gold lettering. 

Edited February 28, 2015 by Chickey

[Azura 1,107]

"It's really no big deal at all, Sam.. I-" It looked like none of her words got through to her, so she just sat there as she watched her cast some sort of healing spell on her arm, which wasn't really necessary since it was healing rapidly on its own. It felt funny when she casted the spell on her arm since it was the first time Auria has come in contact with any sort of magic. "It was me. I bit myself.." She said in a quiet voice. She noticed one of them approaching Sam and her, so she covered her arm with her other hand and listened to what he had to say. When he left, she looked at Sam and said "Maybe we should get going. Wouldn't want to be late now, would we?" before she grabbed her belongings and said "Catch you around, Sam." with a smile before she headed to the living quarters.

 

Auria headed into the Females' Quarters and looked for her room. Each door had a name on it, so she looked for her own name and when she found it, she took out her ID card and unlocked the door. Auria shut the door closed behind him and looked at the time. "15 minutes, eh?" She finished with a sigh as she tossed her backpack at the side of her bed and left her luggage near the entrance. Auria headed into the toilet and saw a first-aid cabinet, which was exactly what she was looking for. She took out the fabric bandage roll and wrapped it around her bite wound. Getting an infection was not what she was worried about, but how horrid it looks. She was more worried about her appearance than her health, and since based on what she is, it feels like she's already half dead anyway.

 

She took out her phone and glanced at the time. "I think he said something about meeting at the lounge.." She mumbled to herself before she headed back out and into the hallway. Auria made sure the door was locked before heading to the lounge area where she saw the person who told her to meet up with the others. It looked like he was quite happy with his mug in his hand, and she wondered why. Auria approached him and sat down on a chair across where he was sitting and said "I could sure use some coffee.." in a sleepy tone of voice.

[Chickey 383]

Charles gave a friendly wave to Auria and took another sip, checking his watch and turning the timer off before looking back up to her. "Glad to see you made it in time mate, hopefully sleepy eyes up there didn't pass out." He said with a chuckle before he pointed over to the coffee machine. "They got a machine over there if a cup a Joe is what you want. It's pretty good too, I have one of those press things and gourmet beans back home. And this... this compares pretty well for machine coffee. They even have paper cups if you didn't bring your own mug too." He explained, buying time to analyse her a bit more. 

 

She looked pretty young, probably still in her teens. And from his experience younger members are usually a lot older than they look. But so far she seemed to speak and have the personality a teenager would instead of an immortal. So Charles figured she must be some sort of an exception to his stereotype. He began to ponder as he waited for a response. Sleepy Eyes is some sort of mage, but what. are. you. If I didn't smell blood when she first walked in to use the bathrooms, but did when she came out wouldn't that mean she did that wound to herself? If it was that fresh and healed so fast even before Sleepy Eyes worked her magic she has to have advanced healing. The wound didn't seem vampiric, so we can cross that one off the list. It seemed more like they were trying to get the meat instead of the blood. Cannibal, Zombie, Wendigo, Ghoul, and Lycanthrope are all possible. But only Lycanthropes and Ghouls are known to have advanced healing... Still not quite enough information... Charles thought, finishing his mental notes and taking another sip. 

 

His curiosity eventually got the best of him, and he thought up a simple test to be sure. "Since I didn't get to introduce myself before, my name's Charles Wallasey Foss. Despite the mug, I'm a bit more of a hunter usually. But nowadays I do a bit more than just regular hunting." He explained with a chuckle. "But on the topic of regular hunting, I'm curious, what's your favorite animal mate? I'm a bit more of a Ball Python kinda guy myself." He asked. C'mon mate, wolf or hyena, make it easy for me and pick one of those two. Charles thought as he waited.

Edited January 9, 2015 by Chickey

[Azura 1,107]

"You mean Sam? I-I don't think she'd pass out like that.." Auria looked over at the coffee machine when he pointed at it, but she was just too lazy to get up and make herself a cup of coffee. "Oh, I completely forgot to introduce myself to you earlier. I'm Auria Chan, nice to meet you." She said. "Favourite animal, you say? Well, I like cats.. You don't hunt cats, do you?"

[Chickey 383]

Not quite as revealing as I had hoped... Charles thought before replying. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Auria Chan." He said, taking a sip of his coffee again afterwards. "Weeeeelllll, I don't hunt housekittys if that's what you mean. But I have nabbed a few lions in my day, cheetahs, cougars, and leopards too." Charles explained, trying to think of any other way to discern her powers without sounding obvious, but sadly came up short for now. Not to mention the fifteen minutes Masun gave them would be up soon if he was keeping track correctly. 

[Azura 1,107]

"I don't really understand why people hunt wild animals.. To skin them? Eat them? Or for fun, maybe? Why do you hunt?" She questioned him in return. It has always been a mystery to her why human beings enjoy killing innocent wildlife with their fancy rifles and bullets. Auria also wondered why he was interested in knowing what her favorite animal was, but she couldn't figure it out. 'What did he want me to say..?' She thought to herself.

[Chickey 383]

"All of the above and then some would be my answer mate. When it comes to animals, I skin what I kill, I eat what I kill, and I have a good time doin' it. Besides that it keeps the population down, you learn some survival skills, passes the time, lets you see new places, and it's simply just been my way of life since I was just a lad. My father was a hunter, and his father, and his father before him, yadda yadda, you know where I'm going with this." Charles explained. 

Edited January 9, 2015 by Chickey

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"All of the above and then some would be my answer mate. When it comes to animals, I skin what I kill, I eat what I kill, and I have a good time doin' it. Besides that it keeps the population down,  you lean some survival skills, passes the time, lets you see new places, and it's simply just been my way of life since I was just a lad. My father was a hunter, and his father, and his father before him, yadda yadda, you know where I'm going with this." Charles explained. 

"That's all fine and good, but should you find yourself hunting a wolf in my presence you will be assured altercation," says Sam with a smile, walking into the room about a minute or two after the others. "I'd tell you my name, but I know you're just gunna spin it. So, I thought up something for you: For me, Midnight Sammy works." Sam stretches, showing the emblem at the front of her robes that had previously been covered by her sleeve. The silver wolf designated her order; the only significant group of lunar mages to survive the collapse. Once a small intelligence segment of a government supporting magic in general, the Duskwalkers were famous for two things- loyalty and their symbol. Of course, the giant silvery crescent moon on her back (previously covered by a couch) was probably much more useful at discerning her magical alignment. "Of course, Sam is probably easier to say. Pleasure to meet you, Mister?" She stuck her hand out to shake with Charles, nodding her hello to Auria.

 

(Changed for Mal~)

Edited January 10, 2015 by Octavia's Bow

[Chickey 383]

"Well you got yourself a deal there with the Wolves, Midnight Sammy." Charles said as he shook her hand and then sat back in his chair. "Names Charles Wallasey Foss, but it seems I'm Crocodile Dundee." He added before thinking and taking another sip of his coffee. Well that clears that up. Midnight Sammy here is a Lunar Mage. The only one I'm not sure on now is Auria. 

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"Charley huh? Hmm, charming." She sits down in an unoccupied chair, "Australian by the sound of things. They don't have wolves naturally there... that must positively suck." She sighs tiredly into the seat, "Now, why are we s'possed to gather here? I was told I was reassigned and that's about it." She tossed up a smile, but closed her eyes. People who knew her would know that she was not near sleep yet. People new to her were generally worried.

[Samurshy 708]

Masun rinsed the conditioner from his hair, turned the water off, and stepped out of the shower. There was a stack of towels on a rack to the right of him, he grabbed one and began to dry himself off in the mirror. Ah yes, yet another myth about vampires, the ol' vampires don't have a reflection myth. It was started because people used to think reflections were your soul, and since vampires do not have souls, they don't have reflections. That's completely stupid, there are no such thing as souls. Immortal entities? Sure, but souls, that is just a part of that religious crap they believe in to assure themselves that they will go on after they die,  Masun thought to himself as he stared in the mirror. Masun used the towel to dry his hair, placing the towel on his head and roughing it up for about a minute. Masun never brushed his hair, even though it was medium length, his blue hair was thick and held a specific shape when dried. After drying his hair as best as possible, he looked at himself in the mirror again, his hair now back in the shaggy shape it normally was, his bangs dangling a bit into his eyes. 

Masun tied his towel to his waist and walked back out into his room. He untied the towel and tossed it into a plastic bin in the corner of the room. He wasn't sure if it was indeed a dirty laundry bin, but he didn't really care. Masun slipped on the uniform and walked back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. So formal, it makes me want to puke, Masun thought. Masun untucked his white undershirt, and unbuttoned the officer jacket to make it as informal as possible. Welp, I think it has been fifteen minutes already, maybe more. I should probably head out to the lounge.  

Masun left his room and stopped by the minibar and whipped up something he called a Midori Ryuu or Green Dragon. It was basically melon liquor, fire water (spicy cinnamon liquor), and white grape juice.
Masun walked out into the lobby and overheard the magic girl ask her question. He took a gulp of his drink and then answered.

"Why are we gathered here?" Masun began to reply. "We are gathered here because they don't want us to win. They want to keep us down and drain our bank accounts to make us fight their wars. Instead of just letting us drink in solitude, they are afraid of their enemies so they force us to defeat their enemies so they can keep their top spot as a world power. THAT'S why we are here. They put up doors to success, and we can't take the hinges off." Masun finshed his spiel and took another drink as he found a chair accross from Charles, and next to the hooded girl and the mage.

[Azura 1,107]

Auria literally fell asleep when Charles replied her question about why he hunts animals. However, she was woken up by the person who started ranting about how he couldn't drink in peace without being forced into helping Area do their dirty work. Auria let out a satisfying yawn before rubbing her eyes and walked over to the coffee machine. She opened the cupboards and found a stash of clean mugs readily available for use. Without a second thought, she grabbed one and placed it under the coffee-making contraption and clicked the most obvious button on it. She stood there silently, watching as the mug gets filled up with coffee. When it was done, she held the mug with two hands and started sipping on it ever so quietly with her back against the others.

[Chickey 383]

"Yeah, no wolves, but we do have kangaroos and koalas. Some really big spiders too." Charles replied to Sam. "Though I do travel enough to have seen wolves in my day mate. They're easily on the list of my favorite animals." He finished before hearing Masun. He gave a clap before raising his hand for a moment like a child in school. "Question. Who exactly are 'they' mate? And if you gathered us all here I can only image you have somethin' more to say than that. Have you found out how to take these said hinges off? And what will you do with them once they are off?" He asked, trying to sound as mock professional as he could. 

[Concerto Dusk 240]

Having been the last one to the meeting, he shows up in time to see Masun give his speech. "What, the Americans can't just drop another bomb on their enemies? That's how they do things here, isn't it? Of course, you should know what I am talking about, don't you?" He walks forward, sniffing the air. "We don't belong here, now do we? Why don't we just tell them to piss off it take one of their own nukes to their cities." He says, clearly pissed off. "I do have to agree with you on one thing, they don't want us taking the door off it's hinges."

 

Turning time the hunter, "I assume he is either speaking about Area in general or this particular one. Personally, I hate this one."

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"I believe the question was designed for thought, or to deflect personal blame," Sam counters. "Further, if you could assume a form that wasn't a person in the meating, that'd be great." Just how many people are coming? I need to sleep or else AREA is going to go crazy on me...

[Samurshy 708]

"Well, to start with, Hiroshima and Nagasaki weren't even blown up by 'nukes'. Hiroshima and Nagasaki were leveled by powerful spells cast by a sorcerer. And-", 
I couldn't do anything to stop it, Masun didn't finish his sentence out loud but finished it in his mind instead.

"Anyway the mage is right, as I said before 15 minutes ago in the lobby of the first floor, change your form to that of someone who isn't already here, Kitsune. While we are at it, we should introduce ourselves and explain our powers. My name is Masun Murray, I am a vampire, a retired blacksmith, and I also created my own vampire-based sword-style Sainan-ryū." Masun said.

[Azura 1,107]

Even though Auria wasn't there with the others, she was listening to every single word they were saying. 'Explain your powers..' She repeated those very words in her head. 'What would they think of me if I tell them that I'm a flesh-eating ghoul? M-Maybe they'll forget about me if I just stand here drinking my cup of coffee..' Auria thought to herself as she took another sip from her mug.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

Sighing, he switches to his true kitsune form. "Seriously, you said that I should shift to a form that doesn't match anyone. That is what I did. More important, what do you mean it was a spell that did that damage? You realize the amount of power it requires to do that?"

[Glaceon 793]

Lenaria simply observed from behind her phone on both the current and previous discussion.

She knew that Charles was probing the girl called Auria with questions in an attempt to figure out if she had an ability. From the questions asked it seemed that it was animal related. The robed girl who calls herself Sam liked wolves. She wore an emblem of a wolf on her robes. Lenaria quickly did a cross-reference of the image on her phone accessing her old Area 27 files.
Nothing of major importance came up; all that was shown was it was related to some magic. 'I wonder what these two can do. They will reveal their abilities in time. I just have to wait.' She thought as Masun arrived.

She really had no personal opinion on all this disdain towards the United States, so she remained silent. After Masun introduced himself as a vampire she waited to see if any others were going to speak up. The kitsune seemed to question in doubt on the nature of the supposed nukes on the two Japanese cites during world war 2. So she waited for Masun's reply. 'Vampire. He must of been around to witness it; probably even missed an opportunity to stop the explosion. He trailed off there indicating some regret. The kitsune also feels very angry over the explosions. Easily explainable since he is Japanese too. Now, let's see if any one else speaks and reveals anything.' Lenaria thought to herself quickly deducting from what was said. Thanks to her abilities; catching these minute verbal details came easy for her. 

Lenaria glanced quickly at each of the people before her from behind her phone. She waited to see who would speak up first. 

[Samurshy 708]

Masun shook his head in disbelief as he heard the Kitsune try and rebut the fact that a sorcerer was the causation of both genocides. 

"I assure you it was a mage. The entire bombings were an Area 51 operation, and Area 14 couldn't stop it. Area 51 had a few very powerful Solar Mages at the time. Through training and reading of ancient texts, the Solar Mages learned of a special ability that had been used to wipe out Lunar Mages so long ago. It was the ability to harness the energy of the sun into an explosion so devastating that it could level cities. Afterwards, the Solar Magi grew furious that Area 51 would make some of there mages use a forbidden technique and withdrew their forces from Area 51. But it was too late. Having studied the spell to such an extent, Area 51 was able to reverse engineer the spell to artificially create the same result, and that is where the original Nuke was invented. But that was a few year down the road from when they said they had invented it." Masun explained and took another sip of his drink.

"Anyway, I never really explained why we are here. We are here because because the director of Area 51 fears of a third world war. She asked for a transfer of forces, and then she forced me to join as the leader or else she would blacklist me making it impossible for me to do anything in the United States without doing it completely under the table. It would have closed all my bank accounts, burned my citizenship, and seized any of my property on US soil. So, I had to say yes. So, since I am the leader of this new unit, I wanted everyone to get acquainted with eachother, which is why I asked for introductions since not all of us know each others' names." Masun explained again

Edited January 11, 2015 by Samurshy