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Post  Sir Alexander Beathen on Tue Jun 05, 2018 1:36 am

There was bitterness in his mouth, regret in his heart as he knelt down to help his former enemy. The shield on his back glowed, not only enchanting his hand to perform the healing magic, but it also created a calming sensation. Alexander knew that no matter how he could help him, the shadow that became known as Peter must make that decision on his own.

Peter would talk about the final thing which he knew, and Alexander could only sigh. He would never have a clear understanding of the situation, but, commenting on what Peter had said only made him feel awkward. Because now understanding that the Vampire is also a pawn had only wanted him to intervene. At the same time though, it seems these gears that had been set in motion was to distract and bring us together for some purpose.

Though he had no proof of the later.

"A part of me wants to go and help the Vampire of Whitby. It feels like they're just another victim in someones twisted game." Alexander had said showing a remarkably different tone from earlier in the night where he wanted to kill the vampire. Maybe, the story of the shadows had got him thinking and changed his perspective. "It feels like that those gears set in motion was designed to keep us in Whitby, they either plan for us to kill each other or do it themselves. Though that's just a theory, though maybe we've been looking for a Vampire who isn't entirely here anymore? "
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Post  Atsa Tsinaajinii on Wed Jun 13, 2018 10:03 am



The Vampire of Whitby was just a pawn? She hadn't been given any reason to doubt the words the shade had spoken but the implications of this truth were terrifying just to think about. The Roman Catholic Church, The Knights of England, Neccesarius, Dawn-Colored Sunlight, Annihilatus, and every other magic organization/lone magician had unknowingly allowed themselves to fall right into the hands of the person currently only known as the master.

They had turned every magician that had been attracted to the rumors of the vampire into their pawn even if they didn't realize it but what was the purpose of it all? Did this master just want all the magicians to destroy each other, was this chaos all just an elaborate distraction, or were they just a sadist who wanted to sate their bloodlust through battle?

"It seems so. The 'vampire' we've all been searching for is a victim of this puppeteer who seems to have manipulating this entire situation and everyone in it since the very beginning"

The girl quickly responded to Alex before turning her attention back to the dying shade. It felt cruel to push the dying shade for more answers when it appeared as if he was only keeping himself alive through sheer willpower but at the moment he was their only source of information. At the very least she was hoping to atleast learn the master's name.

"Can you tell me your master's name? Do you have any idea what their goal is?"
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Thu Jun 14, 2018 1:20 pm

Instantaneously the comment raising the idea of saving the ‹vampire› was rewarded by an excruciatingly pained chuckle that otherwise could have become a laughter. The man was clearly making a fool of them, or at least considering the absurdity of the thought somewhat entertaining.

«…Saving that fiend…only a madman would come up with such a proposal…!»

Amongst his amusement there must have been some sort of truth. He seemed to have met that ‹vampire› after all, so his personal impression may have been rather grave. Grave enough to prevent him from offering any further information on that, did he use the chance to drop the topic right away, leaving them only with that short outbreak.

However, as for the rest…

«Can you tell me your master's name? Do you have any idea what their goal is?»

«That I cannot. Apologies, but even if I knew the truth of their name and goals, I would never allow myself to reveal it to their enemies. After all, this is the pact I engaged. No, we engaged. And it shall be our pride to keep our word…at least what is left of it to keep.»

A serious and straight forward reply. The man had some honour left in him, building his very person. He had already given them more than they needed and much more than he should have revealed. Yet, at least that one line should not be crossed. That one line he’d determined long since.


«That doesn’t matter anyway. We’ll find out the name sooner or later, so don’t worry about that. Let’s focus at what we have at hand instead!»

Butting in from the sideline with as little decency as he had, Longroad would not let the dialogue draw their attention away from the matters he saw as the more important, simply using the gesture of pointing his index finger at the raging battle.

«That ain’t over yet, y’know.»

The violent brawl between the countless of Magicians was spreading the traces of destruction further and further. The hatred and despair were clearly visible no matter how far away they had been. Explosions, blood fountains, shiny lights, continuous rumbling of the earth. It was a sight to behold.

«Besides, ya’ll are too blinded to see the truth, when it’s right before you. That is their goal. Or rather, that which is born from that. In the beginning, it was just the drive for competition, then it developed into mass hysteria, an obsession, a heated rivalry. And now it’s conflict. Straight from the books. With all those small guys and big guys present, you basically have the full spectrum of the world. Yeah, you could very well say that the entire world is here in Whitby, assembled with their biggest big shots.»

«Now start an argument, or well, shoot someone and we have 1914 all over again.»


Seated there like a complete lazy-ass idiot he simply ran his tongue in the most casual way possible to explain the most disastrous of all possibilities, making up the pinnacle of this overly complicated incident. He had used as little words as he needed, as many implications as there were to round it up appropriately and arrived at something that would clearly lead them to continue from there on. Making someone feel as though they reached the understanding themselves was mandatory to motivate them, after all.

Thus, expressing the conclusion was left entirely up to them.
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Post  Atsa Tsinaajinii on Mon Jun 18, 2018 12:16 pm

The dying shades response to the girl's last question was far from satisfying. It appeared as if he didn't know his master's name or their end game nor was he willing to betray his honor even if he did. As far as Albrekka could tell he wasn't lying to them and the man was already at death's door so pushing him for more answers than he was willing to give wasn't going to work. At the very least they had learned that Peter had no love for his vampiric comrade, so they could assume that the Vampire of Whitby was an entirely separate entity from the shades that had fought earlier.

The sudden comment from Longroad brought her attention away from their dying enemy and back to the chaos that was spreading like a wildfire all around them. As the man from Necessarius spoke the girl had to wonder if the master's final goal all along was just to push the magic side into a world war. If this was their intent from the very beginning the destruction occurring all throughout Whitby served as evidence that everything till now was going exactly as they planned.

«Now start an argument, or well, shoot someone and we have 1914 all over again.»

"Unfortunately, I think the gun has already been fired in a metaphorical sense and probably in a literal sense as well"

All the magic factions in the town of Whitby were already at each others throat at opening fire at one another with complete disregard for their surroundings. If someone wasn't done now it was very likely their wouldn't be anything left of Whitby to save later. To make matters worse if this conflict continued to spread the girl was nervous that the world war Longroad has alluded to earlier might actually come about.

"So do you have some sort of plan in mind?"

The girl had to hope that he atleast had an idea on how they were going to stop all these magicians from trying to rip each others heads off. While she wanted to discover the truth behind the master and the vampire, right now they needed to find a way to bring this conflict to an end before there was nothing left to save.
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Post  Sir Alexander Beathen on Tue Jun 19, 2018 6:25 pm

Alexander was the type of person who wanted to save everyone, but that was an idealist dream. While it will never be the case in the harsh reality of the world, it doesn't hurt to think that way. It doesn't hurt from the starting line to think everything will go according to plan. Its that confidence upon committing to act in the most dangerous situations which motivate even the most infamous cowards to get on with their duty.

There is a difference between blind optimism and merely being hopeful. Its safe to say during his time in Whitby, Alexander had learned his lesson and was no longer acting on blind optimism. Looking at them all on that rooftop, it seems again he was blind to what was there before them.

Though he sees it now.

"We on the brink of war, and people are acting upon the belief they understand each other's intentions leading to a conflict that no one would able to walk away. You would think after two disastrous world wars we would have learned that lesson, and yet here we are almost falling for it again." Alexander spoke feeling frustrated over the situation.

"Each of us right now standing on this roof right now represent the major groups in Whitby. The Knights, Anglicans, the Dawn-coloured Sunlight and the Church." Alexander explained having looked towards everyone upon saying their respective group. "Though assuming Longroad will proudly play his part with the Anglicans we need to convince or at least contain the others leaders who are resisting the idea of uniting the groups and avoiding this downward spiral to war." Alexander continued thinking for a moment about how to go about it.

"I believe if we commit to this we need to bring Sir Henry Moore into the fold, then we should somehow find the leader of the Dawn-coloured Sunlight and seek their assistance before we even consider the Cardinal question." Alexander said turning Francesca specifically.

"I had the pleasure of meeting Cardinal Coppolla, and he's made it clear to be after your head. Which makes me believe he will be the most dangerous leader to deal with. So if we manage this and get our factions to unite, the other groups in Whitby would undoubtedly fall in line, and the very least we can bring the situation under control." Alexander had offered what may be a simple suggestion, though to achieve this was without a doubt going to be complicated.
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Post  Saravati Nair on Tue Jun 26, 2018 3:51 pm


“Let me be the first to guarantee that will not work, then.” Mark quickly spoke up. The fact that Alex wished to try and seek the assistance of his cabal meant that he had every right to tear it apart. While it seemed solid and idealistic, it had numerous fatal flaw. The first of which was

“The boss has gone completely out of touch with us for quite a while.” Normally, this would be super sensitive information. It would hardly be prudent to disclose such a glaring weak point in the Dawn-Colored Sunlight’s communication structure, yet here Mark was, doing it without hesitation. Perhaps it was a sign that the situation at hand had long since gone so far that such an information breach would not change anything.

“Even if you try now, I doubt the boss will simply reply to you. She’s the kind of person who won’t be found when she doesn’t wish to be and will let you find her when she wishes to be.” It was the same sort of free-thinking nature that stood at the core of the values of a Golden Cabal that acted as both their greatest compass and their greatest detriments.

“Not to mention that the Cardinal isn’t someone you can hope to confront that easily with the simple idea of ‘joining forces’.” Next to speak was the estranged nun. “He is a holy man close to the top whose faith is impossible to shake to the point where he will strike down heretics without even a second thought.”

There was an obvious shaking in Francesca’s arms. Though it may seem it was out of fear for the Cardinal after her life, there was something far, far more intrinsic to those tremors—something that threatened the core of her very actions.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Wed Jun 27, 2018 10:35 pm


A sigh like from an elderly man tired of listening to the youngsters’ talk was heaved. It came from none other than the man who had been smiling like a mischievous boy just the other moment.

«You’re just not gonna give it to Sir Beathen over there, eh? Don’t think he’s just some none sense blabbering lunatic. He isn’t. I mean, he’s the man that nearly started a World War all by himself, so he’ll certainly know how to diffuse one~?»

There was nothing polite about the way Longroad brought himself back into the conversation, simply butting in in perfectly clumsy manner. Provocative yet perfectly careful. Dangerous through and through.

«I like his plan. I really do. Bringing together the leaders of the world to fight off one common evil instead of letting it all fall apart. That’s the kind of story the world wants to hear.»

Richmond Longroad was a journalist, no amateur. As such he knew exactly how to win over people’s hearts. He knew which stories were the best kind. And he knew how to tell these appropriately. Yet, beyond it all, he knew how those stories came to be, the circumstances leading up to them, the conditions that were required to be met. It was one thing to write about something in its aftermath, but figuring out that thing was about to happen required a good nose, or the mind of someone capable of leading events down the desired path.

«However, the problem is – as you said – Birdway’s situation. You lost contact with her and I can confirm that she’s nowhere near Whitby. In fact, Leivinia Birdway left the entire United Kingdom this very afternoon. That much I was able to confirm.»

Of course, such a man would also know how crush a newly built hope in a matter of seconds.

«But that never mattered either. Do we need her? Yes. Where? That’s up for her to decide, or judge. I trust her judgement more than mine, so we’re fine on that front. She’ll do what needs to be done, that much we all can agree on…Besides: It isn’t like you don’t have any authority at all, do you Mark Space?»

As he toyed with his words the scruffy priest in the smelly yet colourful poncho underwent many changes. From smiling like the mischievous child he’d become dead serious, as a single eye would pierce the other’s soul from behind his wild bangs. Yet in the end, even that would fade just the next instance, at a pace easily matching that of his topic switches.

«As for the cardinal: Some people cannot be reasoned with. And that kind tends to become an element of unrest. A dangerous element so to say. One that not even its friends, allies or superiors would endure handling. Sometimes such occasions of stretching that endurance would cause the necessity of discarding such elements. Naturally all that would depend on the actual events and the kind of unrest.»

He finished. Or so they would have thought…

«In the end it all comes down to what the story is.»
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Post  Atsa Tsinaajinii on Sun Jul 01, 2018 3:44 pm

Albrekka had expected the response to her question to come from Longroad but it had come from Alex instead. Uniting the major factions could work but there were still major obstacles that were standing in their way. They still didn’t know Birdway’s location, they were currently in a warzone, and she was certain that the Cardinal wasn’t just going to agree to joining forces. However, that didn’t mean the plan was impossible.

The knight was right, they did have representatives from each of the groups they wanted to bring together and one of them was a leader. Also considering that this was Alex’s plan she had to assume he was fairly certain that he could get the knights on board. So they basically had two out of the four already united. Hopefully, they could get the other two in as well since the sooner the conflict ended the sooner the girl could get to the truth.

“Not to mention that the Cardinal isn’t someone you can hope to confront that easily with the simple idea of ‘joining forces’. He is a holy man close to the top whose faith is impossible to shake to the point where he will strike down heretics without even a second thought.”

The Dawn-Coloured Sunlight and the Church seemed to be quickly falling out of their grasps and two out of the four factions wasn’t going to cut it. Considering the search she had already participated in with Mark it seemed Birdway really wasn’t going to be found unless she wanted to be and Albrekka had no doubts about what the nun said.

“Well if we can’t find Birdway, who’s the second in command? We can try to work out something with them instead. As for the Cardinal, we’re probably going to need to have something he wants badly to even get him to consider”

They could turn in Francesca. The Church was looking for her since they saw her as a traitor and it was possible they could bring the Cardinal to the negotiation table by handing her in. If it worked they had a chance of ending the conflict and without the chaos it would be much easier to find what/who was hiding in the haze covering Whitby. It would also be much easier unravel the mystery of the Vampire of Whitby. However, that wasn’t something the girl was going to share while the nun was still with them.

Albrekka listened closely as Longroad began to share his thoughts on the matter. It was interesting to hear that Birdway had already left the country but it also meant that the second in command would have far more influence over the cabal with the leader gone. The fact that Mark held some authority in the cabal was also beneficial, maybe he was even the second in command she was looking for.

«As for the cardinal: Some people cannot be reasoned with. And that kind tends to become an element of unrest. A dangerous element so to say. One that not even its friends, allies or superiors would endure handling. Sometimes such occasions of stretching that endurance would cause the necessity of discarding such elements. Naturally all that would depend on the actual events and the kind of unrest.»

“So we should remove the Cardinal from the board all together instead of trying to appease him. Unfortunately, that’s much easier said than done. Considering his ranking in the church and the fact that Ms. Purezza is shaking simply talking about it we can assume he is incredibly strong on his own. So facing him head on isn’t an option since we’ll have to fight him and the other members of the Church alongside him. So we’re going to need a plan”

The girl’s attention turned towards the Francesca

“Is there anyone amongst the Church members here who you think you can trust at this point or more importantly will turn against the Cardinal?”

Albrekka knew it was unlikely but it was worth asking. The longer the waited the more time the master behind all of this had to carry out his plans and thus the further away the truth got from them.
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Post  Saravati Nair on Mon Jul 09, 2018 9:31 pm


Left the country in its entirety? While Mark was hardly surprised at the insinuation, it was not a pleasant thought. He had long since lost contact with her, so it wouldn’t be surprising if that were the truth. In the end, she knew what she was doing. If there was something that Mark could say about that girl, it was that she didn’t do anything without a reason for it—well, at least when it came to the world of the occult, anyway.

Whatever the case was, the man was right about one thing. She was not giving orders. She was letting him act as he pleased. In that case, he needed to do everything he could to supplement her actions. That was his role as her right hand.

“In that case, I’ll mobilize the scattered members of the Dawn-Colored Sunlight who remain. You’ll have our support for the time being.” Mark spoke with authority before placing a hand on the sister’s shoulder and facing her, urging her to answer Albrekka’s own question.

“I...don’t.”

The very notion of turning against the cardinal terrified her. It wasn’t just the fact that said man was a dangerous man.

“There is nobody who could turn against that man from within the church.”

He was one who, much like herself, prided himself in his undying faith in God. Regardless of whether the world outside viewed him as a dangerous force of destruction, that fact would undeniably be what prevented the church from taking arms against her.

After all, it was the same reason why she was hesitant. To take up arms against him meant taking up arms against the church she believed in. Even if the church believed her to be a heretic, she was still one of them. She was one of many nuns, wavering in God’s Majesty. That’s why she never once tried to confront the church. Only run away.

That was her dead end. That was her faith.
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Post  Sir Alexander Beathen on Thu Jul 12, 2018 2:51 am

What he put forward was a complicated idea that requires more than just what he suggested. The very least the young knight had pointed them in a direction which could be beneficial to them all.

Understandingly they had seemed hesitant at first, but the idea had gathered support thanks to Longroad. This only means the Anglicans were ready to play their part and Mark would also step in for his organisation. Though what remains though is the Catholic Church which remains a wild card.

However, it wasn't the only one.

For Alexander knew that him getting the support of the others knights wasn't going to be easy, but there was more to it than just selling them the plan. He knew from experience and just the culture of the group itself that the others hadn't just sat around this entire time. Most likely right now, Sir Henry Moore has already committed to a plan of his own design.

He had figured this based on their last communication when he reported the Cardinal to him. So he had to check at least what is going on, yet the attempts at using the knight communication had resulted in nothing. It was clear to the young knight that they were being blocked or something disastrous has happened to them.

It was this reason why at no point had Alexander committed the Knights in his suggestion. The strength of the Knights rely on the foundation of their teamwork, and this was ultimately hindered by the broken communication between them. So it was vital for them to reunite before they commit to anything, not only for Alexander to deliver the bad news but for both of them to share what has happened since they lost communications.

Doing so would probably result in a far better outcome than if both groups acted on their own. So Alexander had to be careful what he would say next. He wanted to encourage the others to go forward with this idea, but not by restraining the knights in his own words.

Though he turned towards the Nun first having heard the fear in her voice.

"You should stay with Mark and remain under his protection. The Cardinal is clearly dangerous and I don't want to throw your life away. We will figure something out but for now you should stay safe." Alexander has said before turning towards everyone else feeling it was time to bring this discussion to a close.

"The Knights will play their part, but for that to happen I need to reunite with them." Alexander spoke glancing towards Peter for a moment and having thought about the shadow's fate he would turn to Sir York.  

Giving his fellow knight a nod indicating he was ready to leave and return to the others.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Mon Jul 23, 2018 10:15 am


After all that the nun would remain unwavering. Her conviction was too strong. Or was it possibly the fear of betraying her own ideals? Whichever it was, Richmond Longroad had his own response to the matter: He’d simply leave it at that, for now. There was no helping this right now. Words would not reach their objective and none of the people here could change it. So, instead of leaving it up to attempts of convincing her, he’d choose a different route. Sometimes it was just necessary to allow for events to unfold.

He’d swallow one of his smiles, returning to an expression of nothingness, or possibly seriousness depending on how you would interpret it. Then, instead of speaking even a single further word, he’d act in a pretty straight forward way, getting up from the ground.

«I’ll be coming with you, Beathen. Sorting things out is highly necessary, so I guess I should play my part in that as well.»

In the end, all of this had been caused by the tension between Moore and him. All conflict, all division, it had originated from the two of them not getting their egos under control. Thus, the most logical approach to ridding the situation from all of these problems was to grasp them at the root and make sure things wouldn’t grow back into what they were afterwards.

«Our friend here will be taken care of as well. Don’t worry about him too much, yeah?»

As he spoke a shrouded man appeared from the darkness, greeting the scruffy priest with a nod, before bowing down to their wounded passenger. As the man would investigate, another person joined his side, a woman, a nun even. Her garments however not matching those of Francesca at all. The two of them, certainly good caretakers, would handle that situation from here.

And as for the rest…

«You should go with them Albrekka. Lay low. Don’t try anything funny. Just try to take care of your friend over there.»

That was all there was left to say. He didn’t have any mighty words to impart, nor had he anything else to give. Their safety was what they had to prioritise and the girl should embrace that idea, even though he knew she certainly wouldn’t. But that was her choice to make, not his.

With all that said, smelly poncho priest Longroad would turn to face the two knights whose company he had searched.

«Let’s go then~! I think Sir Moore is waiting for us to crash by~!»

Returning to his all too goofy demeanour.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Mon Jul 23, 2018 6:37 pm

Between the lines 3


Once upon a time there had been a young girl and a wise man.

Going through times of loss and change, the girl would stand at a crossroad between end and beginning.

Her past was close behind, her future straight ahead.

It could have gone anywhere or everywhere, yet none of that would matter, for what happened was so simple and short yet powerful and decisive.

Sometime, somewhere she had met that man. While some would have described their first meeting as overly casual and unimpressive, every tiny little detail of that scene had burned themselves into her innocent heart. The position of the sun, the colour of its rays, the taste of the soft blowing wind, the fabric of the air and his smell…

Even now whenever she’d close her eyes all of that would come back to her, as though she was still standing there.

At first all it was, was just a short exchange of words, greetings, conventions and nothing beyond, yet somehow it had become much more. Somehow…somehow! How had it happened? When had it happened? She couldn’t tell, however, it had. She could not discard any of the thoughts, not fight off the dreams, not prevent the ideas from flowing in. She could not resist the desire summoned upon by his very existence. This man, his intellect, his demeanour, his shape, his everything, it had consumed her hole, somehow at some point.

She had fallen for him whole.

She would pursue him, chase him, follow him, attach herself to him, cling to him.

She could not let off, never in her entire life. She could not back down. She had to be by his side, for all eternity, from right there to the end of the universe. So, she had thought. So, she had wished. Thus, she would not give up, never be defeated.

It was love.

Her love for him.

Her absolute love for that man.

Whether returned or unreturned.

She never knew. She never cared. For as long as she would love, her life would be worth it all.

She had found eternal happiness being by that man’s side.

However, one day he had simply vanished.

He had always been strange. Always been an odd child. Odder than anyone else she had ever met.

His mind had been occupied by things she would never understand.

He had been chasing dreams far removed from the groundedness of her world.

And as such he would fade one of these countless yet limited days.

And never return.

But being who she was, the girl would not let him. Being who she was she would never allow for him to disappear from her side. Being who she was she would dedicate it all to returning to his side. Being who she was she would take it upon her to bring it back, no matter the cost. Being who she was she would not ever allow herself to shy away from any means to this end.

Thus, she would shatter all human boundaries, be it morals, bonds, distance, sanity or existence itself, becoming that

In the name of love.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Mon Jul 23, 2018 9:07 pm

Chapter IV


Vampire Thesis
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February 14th, 3:00

The winds from the sea struck the land, whipping about anything that either wasn’t fixed to anything or simply too light to stay on the ground. But as the wind would show no mercy to the weak and small things, the air it carried was fresh and free of all weight. It was light, pleasant and in no way unendurable. There was haze, but the moon’s light would pierce it nonetheless, was the moon positioned at the very end of the endless ocean. It was a sight to behold. Beautiful, yet mystifying. Astonishing, yet horrifying. And it was all upon the harbour of Whitby.

The docks were made of concrete with stone warehouses and old lanterns decorating the perimeter. It was a dark and gloomy place that at this time of day under these circumstances was entirely abandoned. There were no workers about and naturally no inhabitants either. There was hardly any ship or boat docked, much like the lack of any vehicle’s presence. It was a dead place, ruled upon by the giant celestial body and the hard-hitting wind.

A hat was thrown about by the relentless whipping, dancing through the air, seeking nowhere in particular. Its owner not chasing after. Not for they didn’t care, but because they couldn’t. Their limp form lay collapsed on the dirty grey floor, unmoving. A state both natural and unnatural, if one considered the facts. After all the girl had been a brave adventurer until the very last of moments, seeking the truth on her path driven by her own conviction.

Her plan had been perfect, crafted minding the tiniest of all details. And she had come here to pull through with it until the end.

From when she had found that box onwards, she had envisioned each and every step she would take. First, she would create a fake aiming to present it to the world and thus the culprit, luring them in. Then, the real item she would discard into the sea, a place she believed none would be able to reach. After all she figured that whatever it was, its very existence would become a calamity for the entire world to dread. Thus, the only solution to it all, was getting ridding the world of it entirely.

Along her path she had determined to accept the aid of one she had believed to be her closest possible ally. She had expected that woman to be the sole person of trust, seeing anyone else as a possible threat. She had believed in her sincerity, trusted her conviction towards her goal, thinking…no…knowing that she was on her side. That woman was chasing the same phantom, after all. Or so she had believed…naively…until the end.

Her body was broken, her life forfeit. With the very last ounce of strength she had left, she would guide her glance to stare at that which she considered the greatest of threat of all. She would stare at that which was also her greatest trump card. She would stare at that ‹Pandora’s Box› stuck in the hands of the one she had considered her closest ally.

She was staring at the sight of her greatest enemy.

Dipped in the moonlight the white skinned beauty in tattered black evening dress was holding onto the beautifully embroidered box of black ebony. She wasn’t simply holding it, however, but raising it into the air, all the while savouring its sight as though it was a item of holy quality. And while she did, malice would spread all around her.

She was no ordinary person. She was no human. She was a monster. What was beauty, was also horror. That white skin was like that of a corpse, her empty eyes contained a darkness unlike any other. Every breath she took, every move she made, it was accompanied by a faint yet distinct darkness.

Red was dripping down her lips, only to have her lick them clean just then.

She was standing there alone in triumph, while the girl lay on the ground defeated.

She had failed, naively believing to have trumped them all. She had reached so high, yet in the end all she had found was a miserable end.

She had died a quick and unexpected death, right when she had been about to declare victory. She hadn’t simply lost. She had been beaten. Beaten by that.

That fiend known as ‹the Vampire of Whitby›.

Millinda Blackwater.

As she stood there between light and darkness, haze and sea, the end and the beginning, the woman would no longer bother to mind her beaten enemy. All she cared for, all she ever bothered with was that item she’d just obtained. That was all she needed. All she would ever need. With this, she could make him return. That was what she believed in.

That was why she had so cruelly ended that one life and all those others before.

That was why she had never noticed.

Someone had been watching. Someone had seen the final climax. Someone too late to save a single life, yet still on time to prevent the great disaster.

As stupid as this chance appeared: Somehow everything had landed in those two’s hands.
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Post  Vita Vesta Caesar on Sun Jul 29, 2018 3:02 pm



In this world, there exist seekers of the truth, keepers of the peace, protectors of the realm who dive into the deepest shadows of human society to purge whatever they find within, be if for duty, obligation, coin, repayment of a debt, or piety. However, those beings and their hiding places are not always found by way of such driven effort. Sometimes, those denizens of the dark are chanced upon entirely by accident, would-be hero completely unaware of that which they had come across. Completely unprepared for such an encounter.

Bloody fangs.

Concrete not stained by even the slightest tinge of crimson.

Mouth closing over unsuspecting neck...

The two girls, having arrived at this place at this time by a throw of the dice while fighting over a simple dress had borne witness to it all, fleeting as the moment of betrayal was. And like as not, they were entirely unprepared. The figure before them had drawn forth some of the most powerful figures in the world, and schemes and plans swirled around her that they knew not. Schemes which may well have been diverted beyond repair by their arrival here.

What was the best course of action? What path they should they take, what course should they chart? Whatever they chose, it would have dire consequences for this town and themselves.

The haze hung around them, the sea waited ahead, and a storm stood before them. If they fled now, it was still conceivable that they could pretend this encounter had never happened.

"My first and final response:"

But despite that lingering possibility, without warning the smallest shred of warning, the girl lifted her hammer and utterly destroyed it.

"Hesitation is not necessary."

When a nun of Annihilatus is faced with that which exists in defiance of the Lord's will, there is only a single conceivable path to take, for the path lay already charted: she would ensure that the vampire's moment of triumph was to be its last.

Casting everything away but the enemy in front of her, Sasha Kreutzev charged into the mist. Saravati Nair lie forgotten.

Hammer in hand, drive the stake into the heart!
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Post  Saravati Nair on Sun Jul 29, 2018 11:28 pm

It was by some strange twist of fate that the two had witnessed that bloody scene. But, frankly there was no reason to stand idly by and ignore it all. Whether it was an opportunist taking advantage of the rumors or the entity that had been at the center of all of this, it was plain to see what had happened.

The girl with lifeless eyes. With the last of her blood weakly spurting out of her common carotid artery and dying the surface around her in a scarlet hue. The characteristic and pungent scents of iron and heme being carried over the haze laced throughout the town.

The woman standing above her wiping the same blood scattered before her off her lips and biters.

Sara took a few steps to place the outfit she had been carrying in relatively safe location. Despite how she had been acting up till now, there was no way that trying to hold it and keep it safe would do anything but hold her back.

Hesitation was not an option here. If they let this opportunity slide, there was no guarantee that they would encounter her again.

After all, it would have been unbecoming of a witch-hunter to run away.

As if trying to psych herself up, she double tapped the ball of her right foot on the ground, letting Sasha echo her own thoughts before she took a head start.

A bit hasty there~

Sara let herself think as she too propelled herself. But rather than rushing head first into the target, she rushed behind her, jumping over 40 meters in under a second while grabbing one of her knives out of its holster. Without even a sound, she ground to a halt and pivoted into an about-face.

In an instant, she once again accelerated from zero to top speed in silence, throwing the knife at full force straight at the back of Blackwater’s head—no, the nape of her neck, well above the position of Sasha’s head. Without hesitation, she had aimed for the kill—unleashing a projectile at well over 400 kph at her target’s most vulnerable point.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Wed Aug 01, 2018 10:44 pm


Millinda Blackwater had arrived at the final stage. At long last she had. What was left was nothing more than to break the seal on that box, unleashing that ultimate trump.

Yet, before she could get there, the path had to be cleared.

Much like they had she had taken note of them as well. And as she had, her empty eyes would change trajectory, greeting the guests with apathy. It was more than obvious how little she saw in them, as she would face their relentless charge.

The first, not even minding their intent to kill, she’d simply fling away with a kick of her leg bearing the force to launch its victim 15 metres far before crashing into a storage hall’s wall.

The second, however, tore right through her neck did she not even budge an inch to avoid the blade.

Had it come in too surprising? Had it exceeded her entirely?

As blood would spray from the clearly lethal wound the knife had created, the frail figure of that woman would remain standing upright in the light of the moon, hugging her treasure with both of her arms.

Unmoving, lifeless, limp.

So, had they won?

As if to reject the question right where it had been asked, suddenly the blood splattered everywhere would return to its original place, as she would move her hand to remove the knife right from where it had remained stuck into her spine.

No words were uttered.

All it needed was that gaze of those nightmarish eyes as it would come upon her attacker.

Eyes like the moon, yet harbouring the darkness of the entire night. A darkness so deep and unending, it would consume anyone whole. The eyes of a true beast.

Vampire.

A word used to describe monsters beyond anyone’s imagination.

Vampire.

A word used to describe a kind of immortal existence.

Vampire.

A word used to describe holders of absolutely overwhelming power.

Vampire.

The word that would certainly describe the dread coming over the girl that very instance.

There was no need for any strike of any sort, would the fear itself come to crush her very core.
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Post  Saravati Nair on Fri Aug 03, 2018 1:27 am

As Sara came to a halt at a position ten meters in front of Millinda Blackwater, her eyes locked onto the results of her actions.

Despite all expectations that she might have somehow dodged, the knife did its job, driving itself straight into the woman’s neck. Sara had no clue whether it was because the throw was too quick for her to respond or her focus on Sasha had distracted her from the incoming attack to a human’s most splendid blind spot.

Whatever the case, the blade had sliced through vital spinal nerves, arteries, muscles, and most importantly, the spinal cord, leaving blood, lymphatic fluid, and cerebrospinal fluid to sputter and leak around the incision.

For any normal human being, it would be over.

For any normal human being, that is.

But, the entire premise of her attack had been that she had not been dealing with some normal human being or even magician.

Despite being fully aware of the possibility, Sara could not help but find herself repulsed as she watched Blackwater pull the knife out of her neck, causing more vital fluids to sputter and flow out.

No matter how much she braced herself or kept the word ‘vampire’ at the base of her thought processes, she inevitable could not prevent a primal fear of the existence before her from encroaching, creeping and wrapping its tendrils around her very spirit as she unconsciously stepped back.

I need to keep my distance.

In the end, she could not find herself wanting to get anywhere close, lest she find herself kicked into a wall like Sasha.

After gulping down, she quickly moved four meters forward and threw two knives aimed at the vampire’s brain and heart before quickly stepping back and heading towards Sasha.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Fri Aug 03, 2018 4:52 pm


At some point the monster had set itself into motion. It wasn’t clear when, but when the knives would strike, their blades would only sparsely miss their aim, yet cut through flesh. But what were cuts to begin with with that monster? Just as quickly as the wounds had come, they would fade away as the blood would flow right back to restore her whole.

It was as though her body would not allow for itself to fall apart.

And she would walk, step by step, slowly.

Like the predator she was she would creep up towards the girl, not minding any haste.

Step by step.
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Post  Saravati Nair on Fri Aug 03, 2018 10:38 pm

Stealing a glance at the results of her labor, chills ran down Sara’s spine as she witnessed the graze wounds from her attacks closing up with all released fluids returning to within the woman’s body, replenishing all that was lost. It didn’t take long for those encroaching tendrils of fear to finally take full hold as she found herself unable to move any further as she had stopped in front of Sasha to reach out for her and grab her hand.

As her momentum had finally dropped to zero, she could no longer escape the cold sweat she had finally taken over.

What she was feeling was beyond simple fear. It was an emanation of an ambiance of pure hopelessness that tapped deep into her instincts.

The pillar of fortitude the witch hunter had finally began to buckle under pressure.

But even so…

Even if her survival instincts were being overwhelmed, she still didn’t want to die here. Forcing herself through the motions, she picked up Sasha and rested the small girl over her back before jumping up onto the roof of a nearby building, distancing herself from and overlooking the predator moving step by step from her left.
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Thu Aug 30, 2018 6:41 pm


Another swing, another hit, another one down. But what was another one when it came to that overwhelming mass. No matter how many they would slay, it was not going to end that quickly. As one would fall, another thunderbolt, fireball or wind spear would come their way, easily shattering their formation. Only to then have its caster fall, as none of these attacks would serve to cause anything more than a momentarily change.

Their power was something else. Not simply for they were the kind of superhuman warriors that were born from relentless training, but because they were a unit. The knights of England, led by Henry Moore.

From the moment on when they had entered the battlefield, their charge through the masses had become representative for what was the military might of the United Kingdom. It was systematic, yet hardly mechanic. If at all their attacks were driven by instinct, practice and professionalism. Pragmatic and perfectly calculated they would strike down the Magicians in their path, dodge incoming attacks, sacrifice their positions and have them reclaimed just the very next moment. They were not pushed back, no, they would tear right through the mass, shattering its unity and splitting the masses.

And they were not alone, as they did.

As he took a moment’s pause to picture the situation, Moore’s glance would be drawn to the distance beyond his group’s perimeter. Something was dancing across the masses, fast like lightning. A red thing, jumping from A to B in seconds. And with each arrival at a spot, even more red would spray as the ants were thrown about. Purely chaotic it would come to chase them all, ending them with no hope of resistance. That wild beast chasing its prey. The cardinal chasing the heretics.

What the knights achieved as a group he would easily achieve on his own. A terrific man, yet fortunately their ally in this ordeal. A situation clearly as much to their advantage as he could have hoped.

However, the outlook was far from satisfying.

Their counter-attack had gone on for a while now, but instead of stilling the flame it had caused its spread. Where there had been a single mob stretching across only a section of the town, now there were patches of it all over the place. The enemy had scattered, spread and regrouped. With there never having been any formation or unity among them, all breaking through had achieved was allowing them to assume their true form. Their most dangerous form. They were everywhere, on buildings, in houses, on the streets, in the back alleys, even in the sewers, preparing their next vicious strikes. For now, the situation was still under control, but what did it give?

Each moment things remained this way, it was already bad enough. Unlike the knights they did not care about anything other than the fight. The citizens, their homes, the streets, all was falling apart with each proceeding moment. The ruined buildings and torn streets were clear evidence of that.

Standing there on the central street, Moore would pause just for a brief moment, eying everything, thoroughly considering and coordinating his next attack.

His mind was set. He would end this here. He would protect it all. All which he had sworn an oath to shield.

[OOC: Current posting order is should be Alex -> Tempus (as Sasha)]
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Post  Sir Alexander Beathen on Fri Aug 31, 2018 10:16 am

Amidst the clashing forces within Whitby, the unit lead by Henry Moore with the knight majority and the bloody cardinal stood out among the chaos. Those two groups were the biggest dangers the locust of magicians had to face. So it was no surprise one would take advantage of this factor and the haze, the young knight and York in tow would catch many by surprise.

Two roaming knights who would've been expected to be with the main group surged from the outskirts and straight into the growing conflict. One with a golden blade which struck time and time again, many expected to be an easy target, but from their perspective, they were aiming at a moving blade rather than a person and even when they were about to get a good shot, they were taken by surprise by York who used the attention gleaned towards the golden light to his advantage.

It was marvellous teamwork, taking environmental conditions and opposing factors like the other knights and the cardinal; those two great behemoths were like a hammer compared to Alex and York who was like a strategic scalpel targeting dispersed groups of magicians taking advantage of their displacement.  

But there was only so long before the advantage of a surprise force would carry them as they got closer towards their peers. The fighting got more fierce, more condensed as magicians easily outnumbered them and exposed their flanks more often. It would be hard to continue fighting without escaping further damage, but the young knight was less concerned about his own wellbeing and acted as the supporting knight to someone far superior in combat.

They remained focused on displaced groups, following the breadcrumbs that were left by the other knights and they were so close before one final wall stood in there way.

The haze had so far played to their advantage, but it still acted as a hindrance to them. Experiencing so many close calls due to these harrowing environmental conditions, they were about to smash into a group of magicians that spotted them just as they entered in their sight. Seeing this Alex immediately broke ranks and tore attention from York as his blade exploded with a bright light.

"York!" Alex roared as the sudden glare of the golden light that managed to be seen even this close in the dense haze and turned the magicians to him giving York the chance he needed to strike.

It took only a moment as the hammer of the two smashed the final wall, slaughtering the magicians who were pretty pathetic up close. This only happened just after they managed to get off shots towards Alex, who barely managed to escape most of the destructive spells except the flames which he tanked straight on. It was a feat that was only made possible by the power of his shield which immediately weakened the strength of the flames.


Now a bit crispier then before, Alex didn't waste any time to meet back with York and moved forward under the cover of their fellow knights as they came into view. They had made it and it was only made possible by their peers' actions and others fighting in Whitby. Their presence on the battlefield and overwhelmed their own allowing them to escape the attention of most magicians they had passed.

Sir York would continue fighting as he joined up with his fellow knights as Alexander would meet Moore who was standing on Centre street.

"Reporting for duty;" Alexander spoke towards Henry Moore, who had returned to his commanding officer a bit more battle-worn compared to when he left.

A lot had happened in the few hours they had parted.



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Post  Atsa Tsinaajinii on Mon Sep 03, 2018 8:36 am



The power of a vampire truly was a terrifying thing. A single kick had robbed any chance of success from Sasha's first attack. Despite all her intent to kill she was sent flying through the air like a rag doll until the collision with a wall brought her to an abrupt halt. As her body fell to ground Sasha watched as Sara's knife pierced into their enemies neck. At the very least it seemed her failed attack had made an opening for what seemed to be fatal blow.

Well it would've been a fatal blow if their opponent had just been a normal but for the Vampire of Whitby it was treated as if it was even less than a mosquito bite. By simply removing the knife their enemy had completely restored herself. This pattern continued with all the other attacks that Sara desperately unleashed on the girl in the black dress. It was becoming painfully obvious that the current method of attack was accomplishing nothing.

As the monster slowly but surely continued her approach towards Sasha new ally the nun decided to take action. Reaching into her pouch she pulled out a rune engraved nail, which she then proceed to threw into the ground between Sara and Millinda with all her strength. As the nail pierced the earth the ground began to shift around it turning into a large wall that stood between magicians and the vampire on the other side. The Annihilatus nun didn't hesitate to grab the other girl's hand as she came to a stop nearby only to suddenly find herself lifted on to Sara's back and carried to the roof of a nearby building.

"My first question: How do we kill her?"
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Post  Saravati Nair on Sat Sep 08, 2018 3:51 am

It was a bit flashy, but Sasha’s wall would likely serve as a solid stopgap measure for the time being. Yet, there was no guarantee that it would serve its purpose forever. On the contrary, it was doomed to fall to the wayside at any moment.

That isn’t going to stand.

Sara, finding a fair amount of distance a few buildings away, stopped to glance at the scene that she and Sasha had abandoned to try and think through things.

“There has to be a weak point.”

Frankly, she was not an expert on vampires and the like. All she knew of was the tales that were spun through literature like Bram Stoker’s and the few basics such as them theoretically being an endless well of magic.

“Can you think of any proper weak points?” There was the possibility that conceptual weaknesses that could kill vampires in popular culture could be utilized via Idol Theory, but such an idea was too risky and too likely to fail due to weak associations. So, she discarded those kinds of ideas before they could even reach her mouth. “Any possible spiritual items that may be sustaining her?”

She had to rationalize through this irrational reality somehow. Perhaps there was something sustaining that immortal state. Perhaps they could break through it by breaking whatever sustained her or by finding a cleverly hidden chink in her armor.

There had to be some way, right?
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Post  Leivinia Birdway on Mon Oct 01, 2018 11:49 am

Reality was hardly pleasant. No matter how absorbed with strategies and predictions a warrior was, upon their arrival in reality everything would change. Everything was different. And unfortunately, the difference was rarely of the positive kind. Arriving at that point like many times before in his life, Henry Moore simply took a hush of the fresh port town air and reconsidered. It was always like this and never any different. That was the professional risk that came with his job, thus he already knew exactly how to deal with it.

Taking a last glance across the far spread battle field, he would prepare his Claiomh Solais to yet again find the flesh of others.

However, before he could, an unexpected yet strongly hoped-for change would occur. What appeared before him were to men in armour, two very familiar men in fact.

«Beathen. York. Good to have you back.»

Certainly, with how the chips have fallen, any man’s strength was more than simply appreciated. Anyone who could help fight the spread of this – what was it even? – was obviously welcomed with open arms. And while that was the case, Moore did not long to waste any time on a heartfelt reunion, was there a clear absence of time and calm in the whole of it all. Magicians were roaming about, ignoring the peaceful lives they would stomp in their paths, yet the Knights of England were clearly outnumbered, something which did not seem to change even with the might of that newly made ally. Still, something was bugging him about this encounter.

«What has taken you so long? Where’s Wortham? You look roughed up. What on Earth happened to you? Report.»

While throwing questions of this kind in such quick succession would oftentimes overwhelm the other party that was victim to the barrage, in their circumstances it would appear to be the only appropriate solution, did they neither have time nor the luxury for any over length conversations. Quick and short was the only course to take.

☆☆☆☆☆☆

What is fear? An instinct or an individual’s emotion buried deeply in their psyche? Does this imply that everyone feels a different sensation or does everyone feel the same just for different things? Was there a concept like common fear between all human beings or was it entirely up to chance? Was the fact that they both would feel the same an odd coincidence or was it a miracle? Whichever it was, that woman’s presence was attacking their entire being evenly. Fear was upon them, attacking them like a hail of arrows, its origin being that monster in the haze. That so called ‹Vampire of Whitby›. It was the source of it all. There was no need for it to move, no need for it to charge, no need for it to strike down. Its sword was that invisible sensation. Truly, that it was.

As the wall would spring up from the ground, that being would not even twitch. Showing absolutely no sign of hurry, it would walk those few steps towards it, use her fist and shatter it as though it was made of simply glass. No pain, no struggle, just a glance of that predator’s eyes chasing its fleeing prey.

Again, the fear would come, melting away at their spirits. Again, it would chase them. Again, it would strike for them. Again, it would happen. Again, it would defy all nature. Again. Again. Again.

Then, after the fear, the monster came. It was absurd, yet completely normal at the same time. A simply leap, nothing more, and she had launched herself into the air, crossing the many metres, emerging from the curtain of the mist by landing right in front of the two girls. Their eyes would meet. Again, the intangible would strike. That woman’s very existence was clad in it. Dread of the purest kind. Absolute. Otherworldly. Not in any sense logical. Paralysing to the bone.

She did not charge. She did not strike. There was no need, she knew. All she did was step towards them, slowly, carelessly, triumphant. Her trap had sprung, defying all nature.
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Post  Sir Alexander Beathen on Tue Oct 02, 2018 7:24 pm

It was hard not to feel relieved about being reunited with his fellow knights; going at it alone was real experience the young knight had to learn, but there was no shame seeking wisdom under someone more learned. Though as Henry spoke upon his return, the young knight felt the reality of his decisions crashing upon him.

As when Wortham was mentioned, the young knight hesitated in his response. He had failed him. That fact was truer than anything else and he had to live with it. Though he had decided to face up to the consequences of his actions and that is what gave him the courage to respond.

”The children are safe, and working with the Anglicans we managed to deal a serious blow to the Shadows we faced at the warehouse.” Alexander had thought for a moment before continuing. "They should no longer be an issue since the Anglicans have their leader in custody. However, due to a poor choice and my naivety lead to the death of Sir Wortham, but if it wasn't for him those Shadows would still be a problem and we may have never regained a working relationship with the Anglicans." Alexander knew that he would be criticised for his choices but he had to be honest with Sir Moore.

There was nothing to gain by lying to him.

"Though after being surrounded by numerous magicians, the attempt to escape had caused them to open fire and we only survived with the assistance of Mark Space and Francesca. Which lead to a meeting with them and Richmond Longroad." Alexander spoke while next summarising the plan mentioned at the meeting between the representatives. To put it simply, the leaders of the Dawn-coloured Sunlight, the Anglican Church, the Knights and the Catholic church had to work together to bring this chaos under control. Since the force behind this mess had wanted them to fight amongst themselves.

"Longroad has given the support of the Anglicans and Mark Space intends to rally what's left of the Dawn-coloured Sunlight in Whitby to assist. I do have to make clear, that while it was my idea, no promises have been made which binds the Knights to any action. The only thing I promised at the meeting is to report back to you and discuss the matter." Alexander explained and he was right. No promises were made at the meeting besides discussing with his fellow knights. So in many ways, he succeeded on his original intention to go out on his own hours ago, to not only fix the relationship with the Anglicans but he achieved much more.

He wasn't seeking praise though, or recognition since all this wouldn't be possible without Sir Wortham. His death made it clear to Alexander the folly that everyone doesn't hold the same ideals as him and that he would have to make the hard choices even if it stains his ideals.

"I do imagine you have your own plans, so whatever you decide to do you have my full support." Alexander said remaining committed to the unity of the Knights. "Just.." he hesitated only just for a moment before drawing Wortham’s sword, the young knight held it with both hands and offered it to Sir Moore.

"When this is all over, allow me to recover Sir Wortham's body. He deserves that and more."
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