Oahu, Hawaii

After a night at the apartment, a long shower, takeaway. Heads to Little Japan and takes a ferry from one island to another, then with my camera goes sight seeing. I was going to see if I could find anything out about these killings and the best way was to play tourist.
On the way finds an indecent post card and writes on it "having a good time, the party scene is awesome! Zee."
heh, that doesn't really describe everything I have done, not that it was his business! I wasn't going to let him my fun.
Next starts doing the basic tourist thing, and that is go for a coffee and do some people watching.

While watching the crowds of people Zurine notices a man dresses in a bohemian style white outfit meant for the beach; who was clasping a pendent in his hands as he fades into the thick of all the people.

Leuco dropping the amulet to his chest begins to look around. Trying to find the young woman that John Walker had emailed information about along with some details of the mission. Causing Leuco to rush off leaving the man who he was discussing the remodeling of his new San Francisco home with.

I had been just about to go check out one of the crime scene's when I see a man, obviously dressed for the beach clutching something around his neck, and after a few moments he seems to fade into the crowd.

Slight shrug and then moves back to looking around the crime scene, not that their would be any clues left! then goes back to what looks like a blood stain and then kneels, to touch the stain! I was trying to use my minor clairvoyance to see if I can learn anything! But was also keeping an eye out on any one who approaches me!

After he arrived at the hotel he tried to sense Zurine, when he felt a vague signal he flamed out.


Cole flamed in, he found a safe spot nearby.
When he walked closer he finally saw Zurine, he waited for her to spot him.

A Member of Honolulu PD started to clear the seen, getting people to back up, "Ma'am, Gentlemen this is a Crime Scene. I need you all to back up." There was a Detective and a Coroner talking. They were talking about Ritualistic Nature of this kill and a sharp edged object. Whatever had done this, the ghost was still afraid. The Fear decimated the soul in front of those who could see it/feel it. The body was decapitated and still reeked of fear. It was also a teenager. A teenager, ritualistically killed, cops were not happy about this. Of course, Cole was the only person that had been told what the perp was. A Druid and a Man being tested to be a Druid, sent in, without being told about each other, with Cole Turner to back them up. Just like the Order.

slight sigh and stands smoothly and then backs away from the crime scene, then sighs as I can feel that the soul is still here. But not much I can do at the moment. I then realize that Cole is here, walks around some people till I get close to him, and touch his shoulder and nods to him and then motions slightly away from the crowd.

"this isnt looking good", rubs my fingers together! " I think the cops will want to talk to us! glad your here!" waits to explain what's been happening here till later!

The Detectives were talking. One of them pointed at Cole, Ean, and Zurine. Those with Experience could see this was not a good thing, not the kind of talk that most Officers want to have. Uniformed Officers separate you three.

A Detective and 2 Uniforms were with each one of you. The detective in each group spoke, all three of them said the same thing, experience would tell you all they thought you could possibly be perps returning to the scene of the crime. Cole had already been told that Zurine and a Trainee, who had not met face to face, would be on this job. Experience says, there is no such thing as coincidence, just not enough workable intel. Ean had to be the Trainee.

In the background, those who could see ghosts, could see a Shinto Priest. Those who could see ghosts, if they focused on him, could see a replaying image in his eyes, the bombing of Pearl Harbor. This ghosts was old. He walked by each one of them. Those who could feel energy could feel the presence of someone who watched his own death, and yet remained calm through it. He walked by each one repeating a statement, "I held it back for as long as I could, but I was old when the planes flew over." Those who could see an hear ghosts, would hear it clearly. Those who could feel them, could feel overwhelming emotion, that belonged to someone else, one incredibly calm when it happened. They could feel the emotions of someone who watched their own death.

The Detectives and the Cops could not see or feel them, because they had no gifts or powers.

The Detective with Zurine.

He looked at her and spoke, "Ma'am, I need to see your ID."

The Detective with Cole.

He looked at him and spoke, "Sir, I need to see your ID."

The Detective with Ean.

He looked at him and spoke, "Sir, I need to see your ID."

The Detective looked at the ID and Business Cards, "Cole Turner. Cole Turner from San Francisco." He snapped his fingers, "Former District Attorney. Private Sector in Antiques. I am glad your X Wife did not kill you." He wrote down your Name, Address, and DL Number.

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The three of them might be separated and talking to a different detective, but it was a similar conversation with all of them.

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The Ghost came over to talk to Cole, "Sir, I need to speak to you." The Ghost was a Shinto Priest, and very calm in his need and urgency. Just then a Radio call came in, another teenager was beheaded 3 blocks away.

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The Detectives just told Cole, Zurine, and Ean not to leave town. They headed over to the next crime scene.

Looking over the Shoulder for a moment in the direction of where I felt the "ghost" I was picking up on the emotions and hearing his voice, I was seriously suppressing the urge to rub my arms. Then looks back at the detective and fishes Round in my bag before handing over my drivers license.

When I get told to not leave town, I just nod and when he goes looks over to cole and then Ean and nods to him, then turns to Cole where I feel the ghost is. I then consider the fact that their has been another murder, a beheading this was concerning.

The Detective saw your CAC in your Wallet, as well as the Business Cards for Buckland's Auctions House, "You Serve, Ms Walker?" A Uniform was collecting the names that the Detectives wrote down. He was calling in Zurine's and Cole's. The Uniform came back and spoke to the Detective. Who looked at you and pulled his weapon on you. "On your knees, Cross your Feet. Show me the Palms of your hands and then the backs. Then take your right hand and pull up your shirt. Show me your Stomach." This Detective was obviously former US Military. He was treating Zurine like a Potential Terrorist. He wanted to see her Stomach, just incase she had a bomb on her. They had run your name and DL Number, and Zurine Walker came up Deceased.

US Military was still updating Zurine's Legal Status. Amusingly, right after the HPD Officer had checked up on Zurine, her Status had been changed. If they ran it again, she was no longer deceased. She would be listed as Alive and Currently Serving in the US Army Reserves and Actively working for Buckland's Auction House as a Foreign Acquisitions Specialist. This was just bad Timing. If she could convince him to run her name again, she could explain that she was on an Assignment, one she could not talk about without her CO's Approval and the Detective having his clearance raised.

Slight nod, "yeah I have I'm in the reserves.." when the other cop comes back and the detective pulls his gun on me, mentally sighs and smoothly kneels and crosses my feet and then shows him the palms of my hands both the front and the back! I was usually the one telling people to do this!
My face expressionless, as I pull my shirt up, showing my stomach but not showing my boobs. I realized that my status would still be seen as dead, which was a complete pain in the arse!

"just calm down, detective" remaining on the ground and making no threatening moves! "Can you please run the i.d check again I am working for Buckland's which is a Auction, my specialty is Foreign Acquisitions. And I'm still serving in the US Army Reserves "

"As for why I'm here it's another mission, and all I can say is it has to do with the murders! and unless you have clearance from my CO, I cant tell you anything! your clearance level isn't high enough." mentally sighs as I know how much it annoys me when, I get told my clearance level isn't high enough!

The Detective Nodded at the Officer who ran it again. The Officer came back and said, "I ran it twice more. She came up deceased the first time. The Second Time, she came up Alive. Her Job Assignment is listed as Intel Support. I was Military, and I have never seen that for a Reservist. ISA is a Myth." ISA is supposed to be a Myth. With it listed on your profile, that was really odd. The Officer Continued, "I ran it again and it listed her as Intel Operations Support." Operations Support, from an Intel side, is not the same as ISA.

The Detective grabbed you by your arm and lifted you to your feet. "You are going to tell me who is murdering Children in my City. I do not care about the Military. I do not care about Jurisdiction. I do not care about how this connects to Terrorism, you can keep all that. I want to stop these Murders."



Ean and Cole would be able to see it. The Shojo was there with the Katana against the Detectives Throat. There was a cold dead whisper, "Oathbreaker." The Detectives head fell off right as he was lifting Zee up.

Every Sgt who had been running the ID checks yelled, "Eyes up. You two on your knees." He pointed to Cole and Zurine. "You do not move." He pointed to Ean. Every Cop drew down.

Ean raises both his hands in the air in an attempt to express his lack of involvement.. With the mans head still rolling along the ground it slows and bumps the boot of Zee. Ean swallows back bile due to the blood still seeping from the mans neck.

Ean watches out of the corner of his eye the Shojo still moving past each of the officers sniffing at the aura around them for the scent of his current appetite. Three deaths in under an hour. Cole and Ean could both see the Shojo seemed ravenous in its bloodlust. Zee and the boys could smell the familiar scent of iron creeping in their noses.... (Iron= meaning Blood) Pools of it pushing against every last one of their sensory functions. The Shojo's sword seemed to gleam sporadically.

Is getting pulled up by the cop and being told to explain myself when his damn head gets cut off, and of course I get a spray off blood across my face and clothes. "What the frack" and falls back on to my knee's and half falls forward before I can right myself and kneel again. They told me not to move, uhm ok and just stares at the headless body of the detective.

This time try's to use my minor clairvoyance to find out what the hell just happened

The Cops still had pistols drawn and did not see the Shojo.

The Shojo looked at Ean and then at Cole.  She moved forward and touched Zurine's Face, coming around and looking Zurine in the eyes.  "Honor."  The Shojo walked over to Ean and touched his face.  "Follow the Leader."  The Shojo moved over to Cole, "Strength and Power.  Moved beyond what you are.  Halfbreed who Chose to be Demon.  Demon who Chose to be Beyond."  The Shojo did not even touch Cole.  What he was without need to touch.  The Shojo just seemed to blink out.  She reappeared behind Cole.  The Katana moved downward and through Cole's Neck.  She was attempting to cut Cole's head off.  Cole would have felt the Katana cut through his neck.  (OOC:  Cole's Powers in Play).  The Shojo walked around Cole, looking at his head not falling off.  "He murdered his Leaders.  His Broke his woman's heart.  He broke reality.  His head does not fall."  The Shojo just looked at him and then she disappeared.  The Shojo actually seemed surprised.

The Cops did not see the Shojo at all, except one who did not see it, but knew it was happening.  One of the Cops had markings on his Arm, he was the Fighter that Zurine had fought the other day.  "Sgt, I do not think that they are perpetrators.  I think they are in the wrong place wrong time.  Zurine Walker was confirmed to be at Home in San Francisco, Speed Cam Got her.  Ean Leucojum was seen on ATM pulling money, on the Mainland when the first Murder Occurred.  Cole Turner was confirmed to be in a Court House Filing Paperwork, surrounded by Cops."  While they were pulling up names, he had found all this, not that he did not already know it.  This Officer knew about the Request to bring Zurine's Order in on it.  He already knew who was coming.  

The Sgt looked at the Man, trusting his judgement and the years on the Force the Officer had.  "Put them away."  Officers started putting their firearms away.  "Take the Howlies back to their Hotel.  Keep an eye on them."  The Sgt looked at Cole, Ean, and Zee.  "Get up, go back to your hotel, and do not leave the Island."  

The officer with the Hawaiian Tribal Tattoos on his Arm, "Ms Walker, Mr Turner, and Mr Leucojum, I am taking back to your Hotel.  From what I gather, two are you are employed by and the other is contracted by Buckland's Auction House, and you are all staying at the same Hotel."  Two Rooms were Registered by Zurine's Secretary, one for her and another for a Contractor.  John's Secretary had arranged for Cole a Room on the same Floor.  The Cop had information to let the three of you in on.

The Crime Scene Techs were taking Samples of the Blood on Zurine.  One of the Techs came over to Cole.  He was trying to take a sample of the little bit of blood that was on Cole's neck.  The Officer with the Tattoos came over and stopped the tech, "He had that when he got here.  You see it is already coagulated and dried."  The Cop with the Tattoos looked Cole in the eyes, "You cut yourself shaving this morning, Mr. Turner?"  The Officer was trying to keep Cole's Blood out of Evidence.  If Cole said he did cut himself shaving the blood sample would be tossed and not taken back, just disposed of.

Feels something touch me on the face and then the whispered word "honor" slight blink, as I then feel it move away.

Looks at one of the cops who all of a sudden spoke up in our favor it was the guy who said he wanted to eat me! suppresses a scowl and just watches whats going on. Yeah and possibly a speeding ticket damn it!
Slight nod and slowly stands up and stretches, "no problem Sarge!", turns and nods slightly at the officer, "yup, thanks for the ride!" they did have their own motives but it didnt bother me.

Lets the crime scene techs do their work and then shrugs off my shirt and offers it to them "trashed anway you might as well have it!" dosent seem all that botherd by standing around in bra's and shorts, people wore less around here anyway!

Waits for us to go back to the hotel

(OOC: Sorry for the delay.)

As the Shojo moved only about a half foot from me it breaths its putrid breath in my face while reading my aura. Then saying that I am a follower, loyal to any commander I’m assigned to.

The Shojo vanishes leaving no trace of its self. I inched back as the blood began to pool at my feet.

The officers then escorted us to the hotel. As I walk in I notice that two of their men stay outside by the main entrance. To watch who comes and goes encase any of us had any other companions we hadn’t felt the need to share information about.  As we head up on the elevator the tattooed man begins to share details that had been kept out of the media.

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At the Hotel. The Officer took Ean, Zee, and Cole to the Hotel, amusingly, they all had rooms on the same floor.

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The Officer looked at them, "I brought you all here, to the hotel, as a police officer. However, you were all requested to come to the Island, for different reasons, and by different authority." This Man was Hawaiian Born, Zurine had met him before, and he could fight. Ean could see that he was a Warrior, that he came from the blood of Warriors and Kings. The Druids over in England have been wanting to make contact with us for a long time, until now, we refused. This thing, it is here, it has been here for a long time. It is killing those who forgot who they were, our Children, the next Generation. It came with the Japanese Settlers who came here. Every few generations it comes, but not sense the Bombing of Pearl Harbor. They say a Shinto Priest that died that day has been keeping it at bay, fighting it. This is the longest it has ever stayed. Before then, it killed, and Children returned to the Old Ways, and it went away. The world is changing and traditions are dying. It has the potential to start killing and never stop." He looked at Zurine, "Our Priests have a theory, but it is dangerous. They say that this thing can be dealt with by your Once and Future King. My research says that he is a child right now, I can not risk a child. I will not risk the one called Wyatt Halliwell. I asked the Druids to send those who could feel this thing, and they might be able to stop it. They said they would send two of their best and would see about a Wild Card."

“I’ve been trying to track it since we left the crime scene. Thought it would be simple with its overly ominous spiritual pressure. Yeah that vanished right along with the Shojo, almost feels like she has already pasted on. If it weren’t for all the fear flowing from the sensitive spirits in this area I’d say she had.”

Ean listens for Azrial his Ghostly Djinni companion hoping that he has information on the location of the Shojo.

Unable to gain contact with Azrial.
(Ean’s worry was apparent to his newest acquaintances) “Hmm… Well okay then. I’ll have a much easier time reading the local energy grid outside my physical form.”

Ean excuses himself to a corner of the room they are all occupying for some time to meditate in an attempt to achieve his manifested form. Leaving his body slumped against a wall. Ean emerges from his body then lingers in the room scanning for the current location of the Shojo… while keeping an eye out for Azrial. Unsure who in the room could see him Ean telepathically urges them all to continue with their talk while he searches. (More or less waiting for it to show its self again.)

(NPCing Cole, since Kevin gave me permission a while back. Kevin let me know if that has changed.)

Cole looked at Ean, "Your Spirit Friend is afraid of me." Cole was referring to Azrial. He looked at the Cop, "I assume that I am am the Wild Card."

The Cop looked at him, "Possibly." He pulled a small box out of his pocket. "This appeared with a Note. I was supposed to give this to one of the men." He put the box down. "I can not open it."

Cole looked at him, "It is a Blood Seal. Only Blood can open it. If I am correct, that is a Flower called a Snowflake. What do you think, Snowflake?" He looked at Ean. Cole had an understanding of Latin and Greek, mostly in use of Spellcraft, but he had an understanding.

(When Ean takes the box. He can open it with blood. Inside the box will be a Druid Ring and a piece of paper with words for him to recite.)

Suddenly the Ghost appeared Shinto Priest again. This time he looked weaker than before.

Cole spoke, "That Ghost, however, is not afraid of me."

The Cop spoke, "Is the Shojo here?"

Cole Answered, "Nope. A diffferent Ghost."

Slight sigh and walks over to the minibar and starts looking through it, then gets out a beer. " so what your saying is, this shojo is here punishing people who don't live to the old ways! Their must be a way to appease it , banish it or possibly en prison it up somewhere like in a jar. Or a statue!" As I talk opens my beer and has a drink. Waves a beer in the direction of the cop. "Want one?"

With no luck in tracking down the Shojo; after noticing the seal on the box before I even though it I was back in my body leaping to my feet rushing toward the box.

“Actually, you’re totally right!! That’s the Leucojum Vernum (Spring Snowflake) my families crest. This was the first time I’ve ever seen it used. I had only ever read about it in my BOS before now.”

I press my left thumb against my pocket knives blade to draw out the blood needed (Always the left for white magic the blood comes straight from the heart) then lightly brushing my thumb over the seal a seam appeared that hadn’t been there when the cop gave it the good once over. Now the box is open and I see a ring with Druid markings and a rolled piece of parchment resting through the opening. I look to Zee and then Cole. Holding the ring in my left hand I pull out the paper. The heading read Oath.

“On this day, I stand before my ancestors and make this oath in good conscience and of free mind. I will keep my Oath in all things and I will do the right thing, even if it hurts others, in the process. Honor. I will remain true to friends and family, blood or order. Loyalty. I will be a good host to guest under my roof. Hospitality. I will speak the truth to myself, my people, my leaders, and my gods. Truth. I understand that all things have inherent worth and value. Justice. I will stand strong in the face of adversity, alone or with allies. On this day, I stand before my ancestors and make this oath in good conscience and free of mind.”

I smear the blood from my thumb across the bottom of the Oath next to an X____________. The paper began to glow and quickly burst into flames; Leaving me with the ring and box with the Leucojum crest now surrounded with Druid etchings that seared them self to the box as the parchment went up in flames. Once the ring was on my hand it was as if I could feel the other Druids. As the feeling continued to grow I understood that the oath was much more than just a bunch of promises I made to myself but a bonding ritual. As I was becoming aware of more and more Druids I started to wonder if all Druids could feel this spiritual pressure that contained those who are currently with us and those who were before us. Unsure if it is just due to my gifts. I realize that all across the world each Druids spiritual energy burns as bright as the next with only the subtlest of differences that clearly show me who’s who.

I listen to the Shinto Priest as he divalges pertinent inforamtion about his incounter with the Shojo.

The Cop looked at Ean, "Druids believe that Hurting People is Honorable?"

Cole looked at him, "No, they will do what is right, even if people get hurt. It is about about doing the greater good for the future, even if people get hurt today. Druids play Long Game. They are not like Witches who do Good today. They do whatever it takes for the Future."

The Cop looked at him, "That makes since, but I do not like it."

Cole looked at him, "Not your Oath. You are a Warrior. Your Job is to Fight and Protect. Their job is to make sure things get done" He pointed to Zee and Ean.
The Cop looked at him, "Like some sort of Pagan Special Forces."

Cole looked at him, "More like the CIA, however, since we are talking about Druids, more like MI-6"