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The first mission had been completed with little to not problems. The parts for Neith’s had been retrieved and she was able to construct a machine for the next leg of her mission. Not one to do things halfway Jieun was determined to see things through all the way and when asked to be a subject in the next mission she had readily agreed. They were to be sent in pairs again except for this mission it would be different. We’re not actually there but we’re seeing it as if we were.... It was a strange notion to think they would be living through someone else’s memories and while it felt like a terrible trespass upon someone’s private space if it would help then they had to do it. 

Pacing back and forth outside of where they would go into the machine Jieun’s chewed on the finger of her black glove trying to get her thoughts in order and calm her mind. It was only a mission and it was definitely not as dangerous as the last one had been right? “We’re just the memories of someone else.” Nothing more. 

Turning to look at her partner Jieun clasped her hands under her chin to still their agitated movements. “Are you ready? Shall we go in? Anything else?” 

Connected as siblings, secretly magical and part of the underground. Kyungsoo poses as a respectable member of the government and Thomas is wanted for affiliation with the supporters of magic. In truth they both are halfblood angels that try to undermine the church of steel. When Thomas is caught by the police Kyungsoo has to chose if he gives up his cover or if he saves his brother. And when the sky starts to change color both their wings start to show. [Thomas dies, Kyungsoo lives]

Thomas had no idea what to expect when he let himself be connected to the machine. He had signed up for the mission because he figured that he might be able to help; when he was faced with connecting to some kind of memories he had been hesitant. What was this going to be? Was he going to experience what it was to die? What is was to feel like the world was ending? The witch had considered pulling out; letting someone else do it. 

Yet he was faced with a familiar face of someone he trusted and accepted the mission in the end. Whether that was a good choice, was to be seen. 

That damn church of steel. Thomas was cursing in the back of his head as he felt the chains on his wrists while they were dragging him along. He was resisting with every step, with every breathe he took he resisted them. The bruises on his back were proof of just that, yet he wouldn’t back down. Not when they had him in chains and resisting was the only protest and freedom he had left. To be an outcast just because he was not afraid to embrace his heritage was ridiculous.

He could not help what and who he was and he would not let those bastards tell him magic was wrong; not when it was oh so good. “You will never stop us-” He spat at one of his captors “Magic will win and you will all have to admit you were wrong, so wrong.” He received another hit to the cheek, the taste of metal filled his mouth and he spit. The marble colored crimson. Yet the pain was nothing compared to what he faced. He would be locked up most likely; experimented on probably. 

As he looked up his eyes met the one person he didn’t want to see right now, brother. Averting his gaze he hoped the older male had not recognized him and that he would, if he did recognize him, ignore him. That would be better for both of them. 

You can request to be placed in pairs, if so reply to this post with the pairing. f.e: “Minwoo & Kim Jonghyun”. (if we have two characters with the same name, please specify!)

Open for all characters: students, staff & villagers! 

Nevaeh arrived at the said meeting place near the portal with a backpack hanging loosely on her back and her wings folded underneath a bulletproof vest. She came prepared, though carrying only the necessary equipment she and her partner might need during the mission, thinking the lighter the baggage, the better agility she would have especially when they couldn’t spare some time to fight against the creatures along the way. Provided with weapons such as a small dagger, a handgun, and a shield, the pixie only brought an enchanted dagger and two water flasks in case of emergency. They weren’t going on a battle so the pixie thought bringing extra weaponries such as a long sword or bow wasn’t needed. Though if she really didn’t have a choice then she’d create them using the specialized water from the flask.

Nevaeh was paired up with a creature named Andy whom she briefly met after receiving the mission message. However, they only exchanged names and planned when and where to meet up for the mission and left on different paths right away. He didn’t seem to be fond of conversations and Nevaeh wasn’t skilled enough to create interesting dialogues. And in all honestly, the male seemed to have built walls around his personal space and the pixie didn’t have enough courage to break them. Perhaps later if she could find hints of his real personality during the mission, then she’ll try become friendlier towards him.  But for now, she’d stay focus on the given assignment.

“Oh, there you are!” The pixie smiled cheerfully and at the same time relieved that the male arrived on time; she wasn’t fond of tardiness. “Are you set and ready to leave?” she asked, hands holding both straps of her backpack while her crystal blue eyes remained staring back at him.

“Haunted house hmm?” Standing before the attraction she watched as students and faculty alike lined up to go inside. She was semi curious to go inside but at the same time going through such a place alone hardly seemed like a smart idea. When she noticed another lone soldier approaching the line she waved until she had his attention and beckoned him over. 

“So you’re going to brave the place alone? “

It would seem that no matter what she did fate never was on her side. Standing before the portal the angel adjusted the different weapons strapped to her person as she ran over the plan they were to execute in the other realm. 

I am sending you all to the old malls, here high end androids used to serve the customers. Now they serve only themselves. It is rumored that these androidsdeveloped an own will and will murder anything that is not an artificial lifeform. Themicro chips with the golden lines are located in their chest compartiments and don’t damage them!

It didn’t seem too hard especially considering all the extra training she’d been putting in between classes but with every mission teams were needed and who else would her fate be tied to besides-

“Acoda come on, we need to get there and back quickly and it really would be better to not be searching at night.” Her nemesis was her partner and that would either turn out very well or quite terrible. “Did you get the weapons you needed?” Though they had been equipped with a set to share Jieun had made sure she brought along her daggers, her bow and arrow, and a sword. In a realm where they had never been before it was better safe than dead. 

Jiho seemed to have joined the Academy at the worst and best time. Worst being because there was a festival going on. The best being because there was a festival going on. Don’t get him wrong, he loved watching people scream and holler throughout the night, but only when he caused it and not keeping him up when he wanted to sleep. Seeing that it was no use trying because each time he was halfway to being out, a shrill would crack his eyes wide open. It really was no use.

That’s how Jiho found himself out in the middle of the festival on one of his first nights post-arrival. It was quite mind boggling, something he had never experienced firsthand. Foods he had never heard of, mazes galore, and oh a haunted house. That sounded actually interesting. Heading towards the entrance, he passed by a group of students who were practically buzzing with fearful excitement, hands clutching tightly in a sweaty grip. However, upon closer inspection, he noticed someone off on their own, back pressed against a concrete wall. To say curiosity got the best of him would be an understatement, because Jiho found himself making his way over to the male. “What’s someone like you doing all alone outside a haunted house? Aren’t you supposed to group up before you go in for support?” Leaning against the wall next to him, his fingers splayed on his thighs. “I’m Jiho, new student yada yada. You?