Demon Hunters RP - Game Thread

As the diverse group talks, the British guard returns. "All right, you lot. Time to meet your new boss." He leads them out of the dormitory, into the main building, an elegant mansion. Heading up a large set of stairs, past a pair of double doors, the group finds themselves in a spacious office, decorated with paintings and busts, with a longsword mounted on the wall. Behind a mahogany desk sits a woman, whose hard gaze analyses each and every one of them.
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"Welcome, all of you, to the Bureau. We have a situation on our hands, so I'm afraid we're going to have to speed through the acclimatisation process. To all but Miss Knight, this will be your last chance to back out. We will give you a memory wipe, and set you up with a fake identity and false memories, for you to live out the rest of your natural lives. To those who choose to remain, your new job begins now." She walks forwards. "Follow me to the briefing room."

She departs, leading the group out of the office, and into a large, modern looking chamber, filled with computer screens. In the center of the room, there's a large table, which in itself is equipped with a touch screen. Taking her position at the head of the table, the director presses a few buttons, and the screens begin to fill up with images.
Most of these images, some mug shots, others surveillance shots or selfies, show a woman in her twenties.
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"This," the director explains, "is your target, Erin Sinclair." She presses a few more buttons, and the images change, now showing a large leather bound tome. "Miss Sinclair is not a person who would normally be worthy of much interest. At best, she's a mediocre mage. However, after her elder sister, a far more powerful sorceress was hunted down and terminated a month ago by Bureau agents, Erin has been in possession of a particular magic item, this book." She gestures to the book represented on screen. "The book, La Voce del Morte, is a powerful demonic artifact, and can be used to summon high level demons. Your task is to capture or terminate Miss Sinclair, and recover the book, before she gains the magical proficiency to properly make use of the book."
“Terminate, of course.” Alicia didn’t even hesitate or take time to weigh a second option, still smiling.
 
Nadya examined the target. "So where does she live? Depending on where it is, I can watch the house from a distance until I get a shot. Up a tree, on a rooftop....Doesn't matter."


(Nadya is likely always going to want to go for the "shoot it from a distance" tactic. I'm sorry for the problems that might cause.)
 
"Duty first. Of course. No matter what we all end up feeling for each other. I'll have your back, and you'll have mine." Shaking her head. A little disappointed. "But it's not like I'll constantly be tearing apart demons with my claws..." Pausing, realizing how that how sounded, and how natural it came out. "Learned shapeshifting at the camp." Adding that by way of explanation of her abilities. "Least we should do is learn to like each other for those other days."

She didn't say sorry to him, even if she felt sympathy for his family situation. Must've been rough. Didn't seem like he wanted to hear that from her or anyone in here though.
The blonde guy sighed, 'Yes, yes, I'm sure I'll be happily calling you "big sis Beccy" before the week is out.'
'Our veterinarian is some kind of werewolf?' James asked, slightly amused, 'Suppose the cosmos does have some humour, after all.'
As the diverse group talks, the British guard returns. "All right, you lot. Time to meet your new boss." He leads them out of the dormitory, into the main building, an elegant mansion. Heading up a large set of stairs, past a pair of double doors, the group finds themselves in a spacious office, decorated with paintings and busts, with a longsword mounted on the wall. Behind a mahogany desk sits a woman, whose hard gaze analyses each and every one of them.
scandalous-alma-19533.jpg

"Welcome, all of you, to the Bureau. We have a situation on our hands, so I'm afraid we're going to have to speed through the acclimatisation process. To all but Miss Knight, this will be your last chance to back out. We will give you a memory wipe, and set you up with a fake identity and false memories, for you to live out the rest of your natural lives. To those who choose to remain, your new job begins now." She walks forwards. "Follow me to the briefing room."

She departs, leading the group out of the office, and into a large, modern looking chamber, filled with computer screens. In the center of the room, there's a large table, which in itself is equipped with a touch screen. Taking her position at the head of the table, the director presses a few buttons, and the screens begin to fill up with images.
Most of these images, some mug shots, others surveillance shots or selfies, show a woman in her twenties.
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"This," the director explains, "is your target, Erin Sinclair." She presses a few more buttons, and the images change, now showing a large leather bound tome. "Miss Sinclair is not a person who would normally be worthy of much interest. At best, she's a mediocre mage. However, after her elder sister, a far more powerful sorceress was hunted down and terminated a month ago by Bureau agents, Erin has been in possession of a particular magic item, this book." She gestures to the book represented on screen. "The book, La Voce del Morte, is a powerful demonic artifact, and can be used to summon high level demons. Your task is to capture or terminate Miss Sinclair, and recover the book, before she gains the magical proficiency to properly make use of the book."
James followed the woman's instructions, looking at the target information on the screens, before it looked like he could speak, 'Does she even know what she has? And, do we really need all of us to deal with her? She looks more like the typical Goth playing with tarot cards than a big threat to me.'
 
“Terminate, of course.” Alicia didn’t even hesitate or take time to weigh a second option, still smiling.
Nadya examined the target. "So where does she live? Depending on where it is, I can watch the house from a distance until I get a shot. Up a tree, on a rooftop....Doesn't matter."


(Nadya is likely always going to want to go for the "shoot it from a distance" tactic. I'm sorry for the problems that might cause.)
The director nods. Clearly, she doesn't have a problem with the lethal approach, though she doesn't seem to have a preference either way. "We're not sure about her current location. She fled after her sister's termination." She presses another button, and an image of an overweight man with long hair comes on screen. We believe that she's had dealings with this man, Harold Hipper, a dealer in occult artifacts, possibly to sell the book or other items to finance her escape. I want a team to infiltrate the club and interrogate Hipper, and find out what he knows about your target and the book. Afterwards, you can terminate or spare him."

The blonde guy sighed, 'Yes, yes, I'm sure I'll be happily calling you "big sis Beccy" before the week is out.'
'Our veterinarian is some kind of werewolf?' James asked, slightly amused, 'Suppose the cosmos does have some humour, after all.'

James followed the woman's instructions, looking at the target information on the screens, before it looked like he could speak, 'Does she even know what she has? And, do we really need all of us to deal with her? She looks more like the typical Goth playing with tarot cards than a big threat to me.'
The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."
 
Seres listened quietly as the other people there finished introducing themselves, using the chance to observe them and learn a little about them. There was some tension between some of them, but as long as it did not interfere with their work she did not care.

So that is our new boss. Nice tits – I wouldn't mind playing with them a bit – as well as with whatever she has under that skirt. Probably just a pussy, but who knows – if demons exist, then women that have both a cock and a pussy might exist as well... The former cosplayer thought as she followed the woman to the briefing room.

Cute, but not really my type. Doesn't seem very dangerous at first glance, but who knows what she has learned from that book... The guy that hired me for my last job seemed like a rich nerd and not dangerous at all... then he turned out to be a demon. One can never be too careful. Seres kept quiet for now as she switched her focus from checking out the body of their new boss to the mission at hand.
 
The director nods. Clearly, she doesn't have a problem with the lethal approach, though she doesn't seem to have a preference either way. "We're not sure about her current location. She fled after her sister's termination." She presses another button, and an image of an overweight man with long hair comes on screen. We believe that she's had dealings with this man, Harold Hipper, a dealer in occult artifacts, possibly to sell the book or other items to finance her escape. I want a team to infiltrate the club and interrogate Hipper, and find out what he knows about your target and the book. Afterwards, you can terminate or spare him."


The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."
“People open up to me...whether they like it not. But I can also handle myself. I’d be fine doing almost anything. I’ll just go along with what the plan of the rest.” This was also in part, due to her wanting to see the ability of these newly fledged hunters and get an understanding of the standards of competence.
 
The director nods. Clearly, she doesn't have a problem with the lethal approach, though she doesn't seem to have a preference either way. "We're not sure about her current location. She fled after her sister's termination." She presses another button, and an image of an overweight man with long hair comes on screen. We believe that she's had dealings with this man, Harold Hipper, a dealer in occult artifacts, possibly to sell the book or other items to finance her escape. I want a team to infiltrate the club and interrogate Hipper, and find out what he knows about your target and the book. Afterwards, you can terminate or spare him."


The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."
'I think, I'll go after the occult dealer. What club are you talking about which should be infiltrated?' James asked the boss.
 
The director nods. Clearly, she doesn't have a problem with the lethal approach, though she doesn't seem to have a preference either way. "We're not sure about her current location. She fled after her sister's termination." She presses another button, and an image of an overweight man with long hair comes on screen. We believe that she's had dealings with this man, Harold Hipper, a dealer in occult artifacts, possibly to sell the book or other items to finance her escape. I want a team to infiltrate the club and interrogate Hipper, and find out what he knows about your target and the book. Afterwards, you can terminate or spare him."


The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."
"Can go either way." Rebecca winked and flirted a little with the director, before becoming serious. "Think I'd do better on the search team. Since big sis Becca is a werewolf, she can use her nose to track her scent once we know the young warlock's general location. Since you're coming with James, I'll even let you hold my leash." She teased and taunted him. All goodheartedly, from her side. "Although, I prefer cats to dogs. And would need something with her scent on it to help pick her out."
 
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The director nods. Clearly, she doesn't have a problem with the lethal approach, though she doesn't seem to have a preference either way. "We're not sure about her current location. She fled after her sister's termination." She presses another button, and an image of an overweight man with long hair comes on screen. We believe that she's had dealings with this man, Harold Hipper, a dealer in occult artifacts, possibly to sell the book or other items to finance her escape. I want a team to infiltrate the club and interrogate Hipper, and find out what he knows about your target and the book. Afterwards, you can terminate or spare him."


The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."
"I'm find with either, so I will wait to see who will volunteer for which job and which group might need an extra team member before choosing." Seres decided to wait and see. Imps are likely weak but in large groups could dangerous for a single person - at least if they are anytihng like the imps in fiction.
 
"I would be more useful on the extermination team." Nadya shrugged quietly.

Nadya can party hard, but she had plenty of reason to avoid clubs at the moment. There's the risk that she might be seen by one of her old mafia friends, but worse the temptation of hard drugs could have an effect on her. The Bureau were fine the first time trading her dependence on narcotics to weed, but she'd rather not go through that again if she could help it.
 
Following the group into the office, and remaining looming behind Nadya the whole time, Erika whistled softly under her breath at their boss' appearance. She had expected an old, withered bureaucrat type to be in charge of a place like this... not that she was complaining about the change.

The director looks to James. "We believe that she knows what the artifact is, and is trying to learn its higher secrets. As for her abilities, they're being amplified, simply by having the tome in her possession, which beings me to the other part of the mission. Apart from the club team, I need a team to exterminate a group of imps summoned by Miss Sinclair, likely as a distraction attempt or as practice. The imps aren't particularly dangerous, but their natural aphrodesiacs and voracious sexual appetite make them a danger to the human population of the area. This is a straightforward mission, go into the abandoned warehouse the imps are using as a nest, and wipe them out. We'll ensure that there isn't a police response to distract you."

She looks over the group. "So, we need two teams. I'll leave it to you to decide who goes on which team."

"Dibs on the warehouse," Erika said, cracking her knuckles, "I could use a little stress release after being cooped up for so long."
 
"Can go either way." Rebecca winked and flirted a little with the director, before becoming serious. "Think I'd do better on the search team. Since big sis Becca is a werewolf, she can use her nose to track her scent once we know the young warlock's general location. Since you're coming with, I'll even let you hold my leash." She teased and taunted him. All goodheartedly, from her side. "Although, I prefer cats to dogs. And would need something with her scent on it to help pick her out."
'If you really can track people by scent that should come in handy,' James said. He chuckled at her teasing wordplays, 'Hold your leash? Sorry, I'd rather not be dragged through the streets by a transformed were...tiger...leopard...I don't know which cat.'
 
Seres listened quietly as the other people there finished introducing themselves, using the chance to observe them and learn a little about them. There was some tension between some of them, but as long as it did not interfere with their work she did not care.

So that is our new boss. Nice tits – I wouldn't mind playing with them a bit – as well as with whatever she has under that skirt. Probably just a pussy, but who knows – if demons exist, then women that have both a cock and a pussy might exist as well... The former cosplayer thought as she followed the woman to the briefing room.

Cute, but not really my type. Doesn't seem very dangerous at first glance, but who knows what she has learned from that book... The guy that hired me for my last job seemed like a rich nerd and not dangerous at all... then he turned out to be a demon. One can never be too careful. Seres kept quiet for now as she switched her focus from checking out the body of their new boss to the mission at hand.
"Can go either way." Rebecca winked and flirted a little with the director, before becoming serious. "Think I'd do better on the search team. Since big sis Becca is a werewolf, she can use her nose to track her scent once we know the young warlock's general location. Since you're coming with James, I'll even let you hold my leash." She teased and taunted him. All goodheartedly, from her side. "Although, I prefer cats to dogs. And would need something with her scent on it to help pick her out."
The director gives both Seres and Becca a look, revealing that she's noticed their attention, though she keeps her cards to her chest as to whether she's interested.
 
"I would be more useful on the extermination team." Nadya shrugged quietly.

Nadya can party hard, but she had plenty of reason to avoid clubs at the moment. There's the risk that she might be seen by one of her old mafia friends, but worse the temptation of hard drugs could have an effect on her. The Bureau were fine the first time trading her dependence on narcotics to weed, but she'd rather not go through that again if she could help it.
Following the group into the office, and remaining looming behind Nadya the whole time, Erika whistled softly under her breath at their boss' appearance. She had expected an old, withered bureaucrat type to be in charge of a place like this... not that she was complaining about the change.



"Dibs on the warehouse," Erika said, cracking her knuckles, "I could use a little stress release after being cooped up for so long."
"Very well," the woman nods, "you two will be assigned to the assault team."
Seeing the plans be made, Alicia decided she may as well choose a side. “I can help with the club then...after I get some clothes to dress right for it.”
'If you really can track people by scent that should come in handy,' James said. He chuckled at her teasing wordplays, 'Hold your leash? Sorry, I'd rather not be dragged through the streets by a transformed were...tiger...leopard...I don't know which cat.'
"And you two are on the extraction team. We'll gather some clothes in your size, appropriate for wear at a club."
 
"It's called..." She checks her notes. "Delirium, in Downtown Hollywood. A 'goth' club, whatever that means." James thinks back to remember if he's been there.
'Delirium?' James repeated, 'I heard the booze and music weren't bad. Not that a 19-year-old like myself would do such a thing.'
 
Seeing the two teams slowly form Seres decided not to wait until the last moment. While she had skills that would be useful for either job she wanted to try using her spells in actual combat. “I'd like to go with the assault team, if there are no objections.” She announced as she looked at their busty boss, whose name she still did not know.
 
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