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These Trials Three Part 1 Joseph had been trying to learn the dimensional pocket trick of Voltaire's for the past month. As a result, he had lost twenty throwing knives, three baseballs, a bat, and a flashlight. It wasn't hard placing the items in his own personal dimensional pocket. In fact, making things disappear was easy. Calling them back on command was where it got tricky. Joseph recalled Voltaire's words of advice as he gripped his staff in his hand.These Trials Three Part 1 by ~CrescentVoltaire
"It's easiest when you're using your own element," Voltaire had explained.
"Why don't you use moonlight then?" Joseph asked.
"Well, it's because of the nature of my element. Unlike fire or ice I can create
Sow the Wind_cont Resha had eventually caught up to Joseph and Rosalyn, and lead them to the hotel they were staying at. Joseph rested in a chair, his head leaned back. He sighed and shifted, trying to get comfortable. Rosalyn was lying on the bed watching the tv. She had the news on, seeing if they would be on.Sow the Wind_cont by ~CrescentVoltaire
"First time on tv, and what is it for? Breaking into a dead woman's house and stealing a box of matches, a candle, and her cat." Joseph grumbled.
"Don't forget evading the police." Rosalyn added with a giggle. The door opened and Resha walked in, Coal still resting on her shoulder. She had in her hands a paper plate and a can of cat food. She put
Sow the Wind "Okay, I'm leaving now, I'll be back later." Voltaire called into the apartment from the doorway. It had been a week since their ordeal, and things were finally back to normal. As normal as they could be, that is. Most of the damage caused by the rogue Shades had been taken care of through insurance. Of course, as far as the insurance company was concernced, it was caused by the unusually stormy weather they had that day. They didn't usually offer Demon Destruction Insurance. The premiums would be outrageous.Sow the Wind by ~CrescentVoltaire
"Alright, don't go getting into any trouble." Ciel shouted from somewhere in the apartment. "I wanna give Rosalyn a good welcome ho
Another Bloody Sunday_cont Joe lounged across a chair in the living room, nursing his grazed arm. "Well, we're not teasing the Rosros anymore..."Another Bloody Sunday_cont by ~CrescentVoltaire
"No we aren't..." Adam said, sitting on a pack of ice.
"So, was it worth it?" Gatoris asked, a smirk on his face. He was the only one who hadn't been hurt.
"Was what worth it?" Adam asked. "The only one who got to see anything was Joe, and he didn't get shot in the ass."
"I still got shot," Joe compained. "I really don't think I should have been cause it was all a big misunderstanding."
Silence filled the room. "Yeah, but she's got a smoking hot bod, right?"
"Oh hell yes."
The room was quiet again. The three
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J. Edwards