The Immortals {Currently Open}

[Quad08]

Charles nodded at the explanations given

"I guess we're off to England then?"

 

[Yorgmiester]

Fredrick turned to the newcomer with a smile. "Well, it appears a clue was left here for us, and to follow it we must go to the church in that picture." he pointed to it as he continued. "And yes, all of us here, at least to my knowledge, seem to be what would be called "immortal"." He bowed slightly, a few strands of his golden hair falling forward. "Fredrick Wellington, for now. And you are?"

 

[SteakHeart]

"Immortal as can be," said Dexter, reponding to Xandus and nodding. "Why, I once took a shotgun blast to the face and survived. But enough about that. Why did you come here?"

 

[FairlyFrightenedFeline]

"He's some mistaken guy. Yes, i'l admit, the New York accent has grown on me, but i'm Irish ya eejit. Y' want me to walk around saying fiddly diddle dee yar de leprechauns are attacking?" Shaun let out a small laugh, turning to Fredrick and scrathing his head. "So, I think we should all state how and when we died. For funsies. Who'll go first?"

Spoiler: OOC

ARGH! Ninja's! And it was Steak too! By the way, to answer my weird posting patterns, my dad's trying to have a family night. And i'm close to knifing him.

 

[FairlyFrightenedFeline]

"Oh cool. Did it hurt? I was shot twice with a P99 and I also fell off a 4-story office block. It stung." Shaun moved his fringe out of his eyes and put his eyes on the rest of the group. "This isn't exclusie y'know? You can all state. Hey you, you look like you had an interesting death." He looked at Dexter, and burped. "Sorry, that'll be the alcopops."

 

[SteakHeart]

"My death? Nothing special, just a gunshot to the heart. Granted, it was at the battle of Antietam, but it's just a gunshot." Dexter sighed. "Sorry, it's just a litte hard to bring up those times. All my friends, dying around me..."

 

[Quad08]

Flicking an invisible piece of lint form his suit, Charles made his way toward the door

"As fun as conversing with you all sounds, if we're going to England I'd suggest we all make our ways there now"

Opening his cell phone, he started to make the proper arrangements with his pilot

 

[tanithwolf]

After a minute the pain dulled enough that Paddy was able to gather his senses. He got up and dashed towards the church before the pain could worsen. As he reached the church he saw more people had joined those who had stayed behind, but he didn't care to share pleasantries righ now. He instead barged his way over to his bag, cursing loudly as he rumaged for the aspirin. Eventually he found his prize and quickly swallowed a handful along with several gulps of whiskey. The pain fading at last he turned to regard the others and said "What's been happening here".

 

[SteakHeart]

"Well, we could go to Australia, but the thing is-" Dexter put his palm up to his face-" I actually was kicked out of there."

 

[Quad08]

Charles turned to Dexter, a curious look on his face

"You were kicked out of where?!"

 

[SteakHeart]

"Actualy, they said that if I came back, they w-FOOLED YOU!" Dexter took his palm off his face. "That's the the second time that's worked today!"

 

[Quad08]

Charles eyes narrowed dangerously, but he manged to keep calm

"I do not care what you do" he spoke directly at Xandus

"Go wherever you want. I am going to England to discover why I am the way I am, why I feel like a puppet on strings and why that shadow was able to do what it did. I am sure the majority of people here, will agree with me..."

His hand motioning to the ones around him

"...but if you wish to go somewhere else, that is fine by me"

 

[Yorgmiester]

"Gentlemen, I believe we should wait till everyone returns to the church to plan our next move." Fredrick said, turning around to look once more at the picture of St. Michael's. "But, leave if you wish. I, for one, will be going to England, as it seems very possible that there is where we were meant to go." He glanced sidelong at the asian man, who seemed to be greatly distressed about something.

 

[Erja_Perttu]

Anna watched bemusedly as Dexter laughed at the others, Xandus looked confused and Charles looked close to rage. St michaels was their best bet, but somehow they'd gotten sidetracked with talk of Australia. As much as she liked Austrailia, or at least she'd liked it in the fifties, England was top of her list of places to go.

"Xandus, that church there," she motioned to the painting, "is in England, and considering that we've been called to this church here, I'm willing to bet a fair fortune our next clue is going to be there, in St Michaels."

She walked away from the painting and leant against a pew. "I hope the others come back soon." she said lightly. "For the record, I had my throat cut, but my personal favourite streak was being burnt at the stake as a witch for a whole week. That was an interesting time for me." Running a hand through her hair, she huffed. "The sooner I get out of New Orleans, the better. I always hated the French."

 

[Erja_Perttu]

"A clue as to why we're all here of course." Anna said. "Think about it. We've all been drawn here, from all over the world, and by some force that is unknown to us." She pursed her lips. "We're all...I guess you'd say immortal, and this thing, that has brought us here, mayb it knows why."

She glanced wistfully at the tarnished gold band on her finger. "Maybe, after all these centuries, I can find out why I alone was saved."

 

[LiteraryLitany]

Zala re-entered the church when she was sure she had regained her dignity and compose, stopping curiously at the sight of painting while she vaguely paid attention to the conversation at hand. England now then? And another temple. So fitting, and yet intriguing in its unexpectedness. Some seemed oddly reluctant to go though. Silly children. They'd be drawn there eventually. Why waste time denying it?

"If anyone would like to accompany me to our obvious intended destination, I have plenty of room. It feels wasteful to rent a jet for only myself." She waved her hand idly at the painting.

EDIT ninja'd

 

[Erja_Perttu]

Looking up from her old wedding ring, Anna smiled at Zala. "That sounds lovely. I'll go with you."

 

[Quad08]

Snapping his phone closed, Charles took out his neatly carved cigar box

"I'm going out for a smoke, scream if something amazing happens"

He said to no one in particular as he walked out of the church

 

[LiteraryLitany]

Zala smiled at Anna, taking note of that modern(to her) symbol of marriage that had distracted her and feeling the slightest twinge for how quickly she'd forgotten her first husband. She did not try and justify her abandonment of that duty, even though modern social norms would have excused her as a victim rather than a wife. She was a woman by her people's standards, and she had failed to act it. A regret she had sought to redeem herself from at some periods, and outright abandoned at others. Although she had really abandoned hope of finding good men this century. All were too fearful of her youth, which in times past would have been considered a boon.

And then there came into it the matter of religion. "Religion is an institution. Spirituality is a fitting description of my own beliefs. Despite my rather enlightening time as a Demi-Goddess, I hold a firm belief in the divinity of our origins. Which form of divinity I find an irrelevant question. Knowledge of that nature is merely an accumulation of tradition, which I have seen born enough to know that it is not divinely inspired anymore than I was."

 

[The Hairminator]

"I was, once. Now? I'm agnostic." Gerard spoke for the first time since he helped identify the church.

He then turned to Zala
"I'd like to travel in your jet, if the offer is still up?"