The dark tendril around her foot is by no means pleasant, the shadowy energy sending a burning sensation up her body, but as she sends forth the blast, it's clear that angelic energy is more dangerous to a lich than the reverse. White light erupts from its body, eating through half of the skull before it manages to get away. Realising that it's met its match, the undead mage begins to dash for the exit.
Imalia nods, setting up her phone camera on a timer. They have to take a second shot, as Melissa's buzzer goes off and she's hit with a wave of pleasure that nearly knocks her off her feet. After the second try, however, the three women take a photo that emphasises their assets, and Imalia sends it off. They soon get a response, with an appointment booked for 7:30 pm.
"We're not moving in, luckily." James manages to extend the ward, feeling the defensive magic sweep over both himself and Chelsea, so long as she keeps within a few feet to him. They enter the hospital through a broken door, seeing desolate and dark hallways beyond. "All right, there might be some humans in here, squatters, unless the sprite burned 'em all, so be ready."
@moonblack
“You sure you're alright, Melissa? Do you need to sit down and rest for a few moments?” Seres asked with a raised eyebrow. “By the way, did either of you hear a buzzing sound?” She added a moment later.
“No, it sounded... mechanical. I'm pretty sure it wasn't magic.” Seres looked at Melissa. “Well, as long as you're sure you're fine...”
@Tjf
An old man in ragged clothing stumbles into the hallway, a guitar in his hand.
“The bureau, right...” Seres was clearly not convinced, but decided not to press the issue for now – they needed to focus on the mission. “Before we go, should we change outfits and put on some makeup? In order to look like we really want to make a good impression and get the job...” She looked at both women questioningly. @Tjf
Imalia frowns. "No, I heard something too. I'm absolutely sure." She shakes her head. "Weird. Keep your ears peeled. Anyway, we can take my car."
'Aren't we a bit young to be cops?' James said, 'We're looking for someone who got here recently. Might've caused some trouble of the arson kind?'An old man in ragged clothing stumbles into the hallway, a guitar in his hand.
"Eh, you cops?" He walks up close to James and Chelsea, and is evidently satisfied that the duo aren't. "You lookin' for something, kiddos? People are trying to sleep."
"I might have some idea of who you're talking about." Chelsea grumbles. "If you have some idea, hurry up then." The old man chuckles. "Hold up a second. What would your intentions be, if you find this person." Chelsea sighs, hand reaching up towards her bat.
"No need for outfits, I'll just put on some pants. We can put on some makeup in my bathroom, it's pretty roomy. Feel free." Imalia gestures towards the bathroom door, and heads to a pile of clothes besides the bed.
@moonblack
She'd only be annoying the lich, but without a physical body it would at least take him time to develop a new one for himself and manifest his physical form. Even if this was just temporarily delaying him, she had to take the opportunity while she had it. She assumed Rebbeca would be able to handle the horde, so she just to focus by delivering a massive burst in the energy in a whole row of light spears intended for impaling and exploding in their target. Ariel was half worried that she was going to be putting too much of a strain on her host, but Alicia's consciousness seemed to be probing and pushing to ignore the risks in favor of being able to deal with the enemy.
“You look great, Melissa.” Seres complimented the MILF when she came out wearing her new make up. “My turn.” She too headed into the bathroom and put on some light make up. “How do I look?” She asked as she came out.