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Post by Poe/Fide/Scrap on Sept 29, 2013 13:08:26 GMT -8
Patrick stands waiting for his brother at the exact spot Lucas had said to meet, the corner of Broadway and Wall Street. The old Trinity Church cast a fine shadow over the spot where he stands and the energy from the structure courses through him. It is strange for anyone who is to see his body as he stands anywhere close to hallowed ground it does not have the same effect on him as it does most nonhumans, his stock increase so to speak. Fide's aura shines through it's vessel with a golden shine, a pair of almost angelic looking wins flow on the wind behind him.
"Where are you brother?"
The vessel runs his fingers over the crucifix in his hands and closes his eyes.
"Our Father, which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, As it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, As we forgive them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom,
The power, and the glory,
For ever and ever.
Amen."
It is more for the situation at hand than it is for himself, but the prayer echoes off the stone walls of the old church in an almost eerie fashion. He looks around and when he still sees no sign of Lucas he says another prayer, this time for the realization of why he has come to the world.
"Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty The world'll feel thy truths"
TBC: Lucas
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Post by Lucas Black on Sept 29, 2013 14:46:56 GMT -8
Lucas can hear the echoed words of Patrick’s prayer as he approached the Church from the opposite side. His walking is slightly erratic as if he is not in full control of his faculties. He shakes his head a couple of times to try to keep things in his head squared away and concentrate the entirety of his will in keeping the demonic presence locked up inside his mind. He can hear the hum of the Justice Spirit as it continues its never-ending fight and it has been an enormous struggle to even get this far without alerting the malicious entity. The Kindred Warrior approaches Fide and waits respectfully for him to finish his prayer before he turns around and sees his brother in arms. They shake hands and the touch of the demon causes Patrick to flinch. He nods knowingly, keeping his response silent to keep as many secrets as physically possible.
Thank you for meeting me at such short notice and I know you’re aware of the situation I currently find myself in.
Lucas taps his head, earning an understanding nod from his counterpart. The Kindred Warrior motions to the rear of the church and both men retreat a ways from the street ad stand facing one another in the shadows cast by the Church. The demon in Lucas’ head screams its hatred and pain at standing on hallowed ground and it causes the bearer of the Justice Spirit to drop to his knees. The screaming intensifies before the bright blue flame of Etrigan wrestles the demon back into its cage, giving Lucas control of his body once more.
Sorry about that. It’s getting harder to keep it locked away so we’ll need to move quickly. Thank you for helping me with this. I want this demon out of my head but I don’t want to do an exorcism. It’s one of the first demons ever created, that much I am sure of and it is far more powerful than your run of the mill demon. I don’t want to send it back to hell; I want to trap it forever. I want to kill it.
Lucas hesitates as he can sense the hellish entity clawing inside him. Justice whispers to Lucas to keep his host calm and he senses the answering call of the Faith demon, the brother of the spirit that inhabited Lucas so long ago. He gathers his angers and forces the hell-spawn back into wherever Justice is keeping it. His face contorts into a grotesque mask from the effort but through sheer force of will he is able to contain it.
We’ll need some things for this to make it happen and we’ll need to do something to reinforce Justice’s life force. Its taking everything he has to keep me alive at the moment and this might leave me with only months to live, perhaps even days. We’ll need to gather some materials for this and the hardest part will be finding the soul stone. Now, what did you want for your part in this?
Lucas stops talking to allow his partner to respond. He has managed to suppress the demonic presence and he rises back to his feet, leaning against the wall and thanking his choice of Trinity Church for keeping the demon at bay.
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Post by Poe/Fide/Scrap on Sept 29, 2013 14:54:24 GMT -8
Fide's aura grows brighter by the second and he stares at his spiritual brother knowingly. He says nothing for a moment as he tries to think of the best way to answer his question.
"Lord give me strength..."
Patrick gives a solemn look to his companion, not knowing how he will react to his price.
"You do know I have a reason for everything I do... It is God's will, but I will not deny I am having a hard time asking you for this."
He runs his fingers over the crucifix in his hand.
"I require the soul of the Demon inside you... I know how to trap it once we figure out which one it is."
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Post by Lucas Black on Sept 29, 2013 15:09:30 GMT -8
Lucas listens intently as Patrick lays out his request for the demon’s soul. Justice hums especially loudly in an attempt to keep this information from its co-habitant. The Kindred member waits for a few moments to see if there’s any reaction from his unwanted guest but everything remains calm. He nods his assent and taps his head once more to inform his compatriot that everything is alright.
What do you need the soul for? To trap it we need an especially powerful Soul Stone and we’ll need to get the demon to reveal its name. I know of one way we can do that, I’m sure you know it too. Perhaps we can use that to our advantage when we do this.
Lucas approaches his brother in arms and speaks in hushed tones, knowing that discretion would be the better part of valour. He looks intently at Fide, knowing that this man was never a close friend of his but he was a good man and he respected him greatly.
We may need Elizabeth’s help when it comes to dealing with the demon but I don’t think she needs to know the specifics of what I intend to do. I trust you know what I’m referring to?
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Post by Poe/Fide/Scrap on Sept 29, 2013 15:22:03 GMT -8
Patrick nods in agreement. He thinks of the best way to answer his companion's question.
Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the schemes of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand firm. Stand therefore, having fastened on the belt of truth, and having put on the breastplate of righteousness, ...
The spirit of faith takes a slow breath.
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
Another slow breath.
I need the soul to begin completion of what my job is in this world.
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Post by Lucas Black on Sept 29, 2013 15:52:31 GMT -8
Lucas listens to Patrick’s response, a century of knowing him still not readying himself for his partner’s cryptic responses. However, he had known him for long enough to expect this and to know what he truly meant. Apart from his oddities he was the best man to have on your side in a sticky situation. The Faith Spirit hums in harmony with its counterpart from being so close to one another.
You have a deal. Help me deal with this demon and you can have anything you want, as long as this evil gets put down forever then you have a deal. I don’t want this thing to go back to hell where it can cause more trouble. Perhaps we can even make it sing a little before we put it out of its misery. It could have lots of useful information.
After Lucas finishes speaking he feels the familiar surge of energy as Etrigan, the Justice Spirit, possesses his body completely and talks through him. Its grip on the demon wanes and he feels its anger rise up to intense levels and Lucas knows that Justice can only speak for a few moments or risk his host being overwhelmed by his unwelcome partner.
Brother, I see your intent. You want to close the void between worlds, to end the darkness that pours forth and risks to corrupt any and all that has the misfortune to touch it. I can appreciate such an endeavour. Cut the head off the beast and the body flounders.
The surge in anger is almost uncontrollable as Justice shrinks back into Lucas and starts its struggle anew. The demon lashes out and Lucas drops to the floor instantly, knocked down by a punch from within him. The evil tries to rise out of its cage before the status quo is reinstated, the malevolent presence remembering Etrigan’s threat to end Lucas’ life to kill all three of them. Patrick remains impassive and waits for the effects of the double possession to wear off before replying.
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Post by Poe/Fide/Scrap on Sept 29, 2013 16:15:45 GMT -8
The Angelic spirit places a hand on his friend's shoulder his healing aura surrounding him.
"That is why I am here brother... But there are more tears than what are in this city..."
The spirit of faith lets out a soft laugh before turning his attention to the church.
"Let your will be done Lord... I am merely the hand that does it..."
Patrick turns his attention back to his long time friend with a very somber expression.
"You are right brother... It is an attempt to cut off the head of the beast before more damage can be done, but I have to be honest... My faith in the lord is unshaken, but my faith in myself is wavering... So long I have been in this mortal coil and the longing the body has for peace and love.... I feel it as if it were my own.... Am I tainting myself with as long as I have been in this form? I am not sure... But my quest is clear and I will do whatever it takes to complete my mission."
Fide allows soft smile to curl his lips as he attempts to change the subject.
"But I will say this... A good Lass you have watchin' over ya fella... Should take the step in my opinion. Your vessel seems quite drawn to her... Can you say the same?"
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Post by Lucas Black on Oct 10, 2013 12:46:07 GMT -8
Lucas grits his teeth and does his level best to maintain his strength and willpower to hold the malevolence in check. Justice burns brightly and the fain hum of its power can be heard while an invisible voice screams its hatred inside a prison made of flesh. This happens while Faith and Patrick share their words of advice and concerns with suddenly, what must be done seems to burn brightly in Lucas’ mind. Some long forgotten knowledge is rekindled and a smile breaks out across his fatigued features. Before Lucas can share his thoughts, Justice takes over once more to impart a few more words of ancient wisdom.
Faith in yourself is always harder than faith in a higher power. But know that He has faith in you and we will not fail in our quest to banish evil from all corners of the globe. True evil is never united; such is the self-defeating nature of evil. We remain strong in the light while they remain divided in the dark.
The agent of vengeance releases its hold over its host and returns to the task of keeping the animal contained. Fresh torrents of protestation can be heard inside Lucas’ head but he simply ignores it. Patrick’s fame remains impassive while his Faith Spirit acknowledges its understanding and gratitude to its demonic brethren. The Kindred Warrior swallows to clear his throat before he collects his thoughts to speak.
I just thought of something that we could look into to make this happen. Can you do some research yourself in finding out how we can restore Justice and I’ll tackle the task of how to handle our mutual thorn in our sides. And you’re right, Elizabeth has been a good friend. More than I deserve.
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Post by Poe/Fide/Scrap on Oct 10, 2013 14:55:18 GMT -8
Patrick nods in response, knowing full well that he is not getting the whole story.
"Everyone deserves someone Brother... It is just how the person comes into our lives and what we do for them and vice versa that makes it clear how vital they are."
The spirit of faith continues to hum as the energy of their current location passes through him.
"I can look into it Lucas... It is not a problem... You know how much I enjoy reading."
The guiding light passing through those white optics leaves too much to be imagined as he tries to not let his thoughts be read.
"Maybe with some luck and the good lord to light the way... We can figure out just who is sharing your vessel and just how to get him out."
He looks at the old church with a mixture of adoration and longing.
"It is a shame I cannot step into those doors... Even as faithful as I am... It shakes me to my core."
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