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ChinSuke's bare feet pitter-pattered down the long, glossy white hallways, a teddy bear dragging beside her. She stopped just long enough to turn down another hallway. The celings were high abover her, almost 50 stories high. On the left wall was the building itself, its ivory and marble walls reflecting the sunlight coming in from the right wall. There was no real wall there, but really an opening with greek-looking columns stretching up to the ceiling. Symbols were etched on both walls on columns, protecting every evil and impurity from touching the most sacred place. She braked again, her little, caliced heels scraping against the almost mirror tiles as she turned again, this time to a 39 story, ivory door. She did not bother trying to open it, but simply passed through it, the only sound the whisper of a feather.
Inside the room, clouds were everything.The walls, floors, furniture, all were fluffy, white, and perfect. The only light was the small sunroof that peered through the highest floor in the castle. Chinsuke stopped finally to genuflex (bow on one knee) and stood straight, panting toward the Master.
"They are preparing their men, Master... Should we begin?" Chinsukes small, fragile, but full voice echoed somehow in the white room.

OMG who thought they would live to see the day????

name: Laoish (Law-eesh) Deghtrion (De-tron)
age: Human: 23 Angel: 1860
gender: Male
species biggrin emonic/Forsaken Angel (Nephil)
weapons: He has a power to create a small variety of weapons which are easy to break and only last for a limited time.
magic: Can create weapons. Magic drain: small weapon (dagger, scythe, clerical mace, basic spear): halfway drain; Medium weapon (longsword, flanged mace, lance,) :Full human drain; large weapon (giant sword, battle axe, warhammer): Requires angel form; Dual weapons (double nodachi, bow and arrow, dual daggers) Medium drain angel form. Very weak self-healing
side: Good
looks:Brown, long bangs, black chain mail shirt under a burlap wrapping (like avatar), stiff plate pants with a 'pocket chain' on his left leg, sturdy brass sleeves, long, laced black leather boots, tightly fit grey gauntlets with built-in brass knuckles, skin tone is a weak tan, and his ears are pointed, like an elves.

Laoish has no incredible awesome so-so powers, like angel characters usually do, but does have blood in his veins that >eminate<(EDIT omg why didnt anybody tell me I spelled that wrong???? LAOISH MUST BE PORFECT!!!) from the soul of a forsaken angel sent to take part in the Apocalypse War.

The hi-click tapping of shoes was heard as Shini approached one of the doors. Jumping back quickly, her eyes widened a tiny bit as she tried not to make any noise, she knew who it was. She really didn't feel like confronting her now, neither did she the rest of the time. That woman was unberable. Turning, she swerved off toward a corner. That was when the metal frame of the door went outward, and the femme fatal Faith herself looked out at Shini.

"Hello madamoiselle Shini." She said with a quaint sounding voice, "Why are you not preparing for battle?" The still quaint voice asked. "Of all people you should know that the Angelical ones are starting up their defenses." She said in an all-knowing tone, and then came from the door and after shutting it walked a little toward Shini.

Shini had paused in mid-movement, and then turned around. Giving a small salute and then waiting for the woman to get a distance to her. "Master, the troops are rallying themselves as we speak. Do you really wish me to lead this war? Would you not like to go to the beginning of something wonderfull?" She asked, really uninterested, she looked at her nails and blew on them slightly.

"That would be fun.. But you are the Master General." She said broodingly, and then folded her arms across her stomach. "Go now and watch your troops get ready.. This is not your first battle, but, I would like you to be ready." A rather darker tone than of the previous voice Faith had said, then turned and walked toward the throne room.

Shini watched her leave, and she looked to the ground with a contemplative sigh, "Yes, my lord." She said, and then turned to go through the secret passage ways all the way to the artillery area. A battle ready complex of rooms where all of the troops were getting ready for the big struggle.

(I guess I should be on the good side...)
Laoish heard Chinsuke's high voice from the room hallway, and, after hours of sitting on his bed and concentrating on the war at hand, he jumped up and strapped his armor on tightly. He made a longsword and held it in his hand, concentrating on it's leng, that he may be razor sharp in his accuracy. He knew he couldn't afford to screw up... He put the sword in a magic sealed hilt to preserve its strength until the upcoming fight.
(I'll wait fer kitty to say what the troops are doing, and I guess I'll just like conform with them and stuff... like how this is going biggrin )

Strolling in silently with her arms behind her back, almost as if she were inspecting the place, her eyes casually glanced from warrior to warrior inside the training rooms. One demon came up to her, a large demon that she had seen the master Foi with. He had a large red plate across his chest, and his eyes were hidden by bandage wrappings. It seemed that the cast was all over his body, but hidden by a trench coat. "You wish me to rally the troops for your speech, mi'lady?" He asked, and her eyes halved and she nodded and replied with a, "Very well then." She turned. Before she left, she had noticed a cerberus dog laying in the corner on a big brown pillow sleeping.

About that very instant, Takaro pounded on the door of the temple.
"Hello?" he called. "Is anyone home? I've been standing here for weeks waiting to enlist, and-" he paused, sniffing-"my toes are get-ting toasty..."