Post by Tiberius Spurius on Jul 22, 2006 10:29:54 GMT -5
OOC: Mind you; this post does not have Tiberius in it, but his self-created replicas. Feel free to join in if you wish.
The stop was deserted; not an uncommon sight because there were few that had the need to use the Knight Bus, but also because there was a clash of great proportions taking place at very place that this stop was designated to. An old newspaper with wizards gawkings about or making speechs on the latest cauldrons fluttered by in a slight breeze, and catching onto a single bench for a brief moment before the winds snatched it away once again; making for an altogether ominous setting. A lone crow sat perched on a lamp post; it's cawwing both eeiry and unnerving at the same time while it scanned the area with it's eyes. However just when the black bird thought it saw something, there was a sudden POP! accompanied by a flash and with a screeching of the brakes; the Knight Bus ground to a stop at the Drakborough/Firefox station.
But for the longest of times, no one got off of the bus and it seemed to take an age for the doors to creak open and be filled with the shadow of a figure; the figure of one who before had taken the night bus. On the bus itself, the conductor and the driver both were gagged and tied with cords to one of the seats and the other figures on the bus remained silent. And so the shadow stepped off of the bus and the light revealed him for what he was; Tiberius Spurius of the Nephilim. Yet Tiberius was currently engaged in a match of wits with Orifiel and was enjoying the company of Kesterel, so how could the man be in more than one place at once? The question was answered when three more figures that looked exactly like the first came off the Bus carrying crates marked "Beware; Muggle Explosives. To be analyzed by the Department of Muggle Welfare in Milan".
These men were merely extensions of Tiberius' will and thought; they were replicas created from light and were as real as their creator. However they lacked their creator's suave manner and society's class; these were beings that followed only Tiberius' orders and if their orders were impedded they would eliminate the obstacle. And Tiberius had no need for explosives; they had just marked the crates up as such to fool the driver and conductor of the bus into thinking that these four men were transporting the cargo from Madrid to Milan. However they had really stayed longer in Madrid and had acquired several things of great importance to Tiberius' newest plot. One item was what the muggles called a "PCR machine" and Tiberius' replicas had acquired one from a high class laboratory that had modified it from it's original tasks that were based on DNA and RNA to proteins.
The other thing that they had acquired was the memories that would be needed to operate the machine and that explained the process of extracting certain things from the bloodstream. The memories had been taken violently of course; the scientists tried to resist and the replicas efficently killed them. The muggle officals would have quite the crime on their hands; 10 men and women slaughtered in a laboratory 500 ft below the ground, in a nationally funded and protected environment. Also the thought that the muggles were going to wake up and find that every liquior store would be missing it's most expensive wines. Hence the additional crates; cause when Tiberius sent others on errands like this he always made sure that restock his supply of wine; he ran through it too fast.
Once all four replicas were off of the bus with their cargo, they each gripped two crates and started off toward the Alcazar. Also began the first stages of the Conquest.
The stop was deserted; not an uncommon sight because there were few that had the need to use the Knight Bus, but also because there was a clash of great proportions taking place at very place that this stop was designated to. An old newspaper with wizards gawkings about or making speechs on the latest cauldrons fluttered by in a slight breeze, and catching onto a single bench for a brief moment before the winds snatched it away once again; making for an altogether ominous setting. A lone crow sat perched on a lamp post; it's cawwing both eeiry and unnerving at the same time while it scanned the area with it's eyes. However just when the black bird thought it saw something, there was a sudden POP! accompanied by a flash and with a screeching of the brakes; the Knight Bus ground to a stop at the Drakborough/Firefox station.
But for the longest of times, no one got off of the bus and it seemed to take an age for the doors to creak open and be filled with the shadow of a figure; the figure of one who before had taken the night bus. On the bus itself, the conductor and the driver both were gagged and tied with cords to one of the seats and the other figures on the bus remained silent. And so the shadow stepped off of the bus and the light revealed him for what he was; Tiberius Spurius of the Nephilim. Yet Tiberius was currently engaged in a match of wits with Orifiel and was enjoying the company of Kesterel, so how could the man be in more than one place at once? The question was answered when three more figures that looked exactly like the first came off the Bus carrying crates marked "Beware; Muggle Explosives. To be analyzed by the Department of Muggle Welfare in Milan".
These men were merely extensions of Tiberius' will and thought; they were replicas created from light and were as real as their creator. However they lacked their creator's suave manner and society's class; these were beings that followed only Tiberius' orders and if their orders were impedded they would eliminate the obstacle. And Tiberius had no need for explosives; they had just marked the crates up as such to fool the driver and conductor of the bus into thinking that these four men were transporting the cargo from Madrid to Milan. However they had really stayed longer in Madrid and had acquired several things of great importance to Tiberius' newest plot. One item was what the muggles called a "PCR machine" and Tiberius' replicas had acquired one from a high class laboratory that had modified it from it's original tasks that were based on DNA and RNA to proteins.
The other thing that they had acquired was the memories that would be needed to operate the machine and that explained the process of extracting certain things from the bloodstream. The memories had been taken violently of course; the scientists tried to resist and the replicas efficently killed them. The muggle officals would have quite the crime on their hands; 10 men and women slaughtered in a laboratory 500 ft below the ground, in a nationally funded and protected environment. Also the thought that the muggles were going to wake up and find that every liquior store would be missing it's most expensive wines. Hence the additional crates; cause when Tiberius sent others on errands like this he always made sure that restock his supply of wine; he ran through it too fast.
Once all four replicas were off of the bus with their cargo, they each gripped two crates and started off toward the Alcazar. Also began the first stages of the Conquest.