Who:War Max and James Where: Office When: Afternoon What: Another "Nine" shows up.. the bad kind. Rating: TBD Status: Incomplete
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It was very brief. A crack in reality. A sliver in the cosmos, a temporarily break, a rift in the multiverse.. and something dangerous had come through. Most would consider it difficult and possibly not a large enough crack, not to mention that it'd take time. But the laws of physics could be fickle when it came to godlike types. Time and space could be distorted. And not even a few seconds later, there was something very present in Ridgeway that probably should not be here. Something chaotic, violent, and foreboding if you got on its bad side. Pray to the One God that it happens to have a good side. It looked like a man, tall, strong, well built and with a posture of one who commanded multitudes of armies. A man in a dark suit, but with a rugged look to his features. And a hint of danger as well as purpose in his eyes. It was probably be inevitable, his arrival. The being known as Maximillian, or Max for short. Or just M to the other Nines. The one who acted as God of War throughout the history of mankind. He had been searching for one very special woman.
And he knew she was here. He could feel it. Just as he could feel the number and types of people presently living here. Some of them were deemed beneath him. No more useful than cannon fodder, as a bug under his boot for getting too close to annoy him. And everyone knows what happens to said bug. Ahh, there was so much potential for chaos here! It would take very little effort on his part to bring it about, only his focused will to bring it into existence if he chose. But not now. No, he had to find his lover first. He sniffed, a smile on his face.. whether it was one of joy or danger, it could not be known. Maybe a mixture of both. "Kaelyn," he muttered to himself, vigor in his steps, "I shall be in your bed soon enough. Heaven and Hell help any who may have touched you." And he would find her. Ridgeway Resort, ahh such a quaint name for such as little hamlet of a place, was really not all that big. It wouldn't take him long to find what he was looking for. To find her, capture her, take her. She will be his once again.
As he stalked over the grounds, he passed by several buildings, had even wandered into them briefly before leaving again with a dissatisfied gaze, though with apparent resolve lingering in him. A pizza parlor, niteclub, a few diners, a cinema.. the beach.. his mate was in none of those spots. But he felt her trail growing stronger as he approached another structure. There she was! The scent of her powers, of her aura that came from them. Oohhhh. He was close. He knew this for a fact. He saw the double doors, the building they were attached to. Seemed a type of place for a ruler type. Odd, he didn't think the personification of Lust to be in such a place. She had best be alone, he thought darkly as he drew even closer. The goddess Kaelyn was just inside. Ahh well, maybe a bed was too traditional. He could just as easily have her over a desk if need be. Taking a deep breath, and not wanting to frustrate his sudden stirrings much longer, he grabbed both handles and the twin doors slid open. He stormed right inside uninvited as if he owned the place, then stopped in his tracks, though briefly taken by surprise. It was not a pleasant surprise. "You," he said in a steely tone, anger creeping in his voice. James Petersen, another Nine. He was here instead of Kaelyn.. which meant one thing. And it made Maximillian's blood begin to boil over, many times over..