Wishing Upon a Little Star [OPEN]

[[Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke]

Elizabeth had gotten the wrong book, yet she didn't might - The whole thing was rather compelling.

And so she was in Europe again, looking for the Greeed.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel - or rather, the demon in control of him - noticed Elizabeth. He sat on his bike, observing.

There was something about her. Some power. Was she a Rider, perhaps? He was feeling something, at the least. He wanted to know what power she held. Was she a threat? Or was she someone he could possibly use? After all, he had used the religious Marcel Labat and made him make a pact with a demon; fallen angel. Perhaps he could work his magic here again.

Or at least, figure out her purpose, and beat her to it, perhaps to power.

[[Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke]

There was someone who had claimed to know something and that he could lead her to them. She was supposed to meet them at a cafe nearby. Checking the name she walked in and ordered a latte and a jacket potato.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel followed, remaining outside, rather than follow in.

This could be interesting; it almost looked like a meeting would happen.

[Kizuna Ritayuuku]

"Have you got it?" Kizuna asked edgily as he slid into his seat. He had been leaning against a wall, waiting. Elizabeth sighed and pulled out a small silver case, about the size of a small book. Kizuna opened it and three compartments fanned out, containing six T2 Gaia Memories. He gasped and was going to reach for one when Elizabeth batted his hand away and snatched it out of his hand, snapping it shut.

"We had a deal. Now, tell me where the Greeed sleep." She hissed.

Kizuna looked around cautiously before leaning in close.

"A small mansion... I don't know the adress... I'll lead you there, there's a large stone chest..." He muttered. His eyes widened and he snapped back. "What do you want with them?" He demanded.

Elizabeth ignored the question and looked around. She seemed safe.

"Let's go, then." She told him.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel saw the two of them leaving. Yes, power indeed was with them. He would have to follow, there was no doubt about that.

[[Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke]

Elizabeth stopped at the open door of her car. Her hands tightened around a Psychic Psuedo Memory in her jacket but she decided not to use it and climbed into the car.

Maybe later. She slowly took off into the traffic and let Kizuna calm down as she crawled through the roads.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel followed the car on his bike, trying to remain covert.

[[Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke]

After about 30 minutes with Kizuna's instructions Elizabeth parked in front of an old mansion. She walked through a dead garden and approached two large doors, outfitted with gold. She peered through the large red window at the top. The two doors were symetrical had had nine windows each. There was a large red one at the top and two collumns of smaller, square ones underneath. Blue, green, yellow, frosted. Elizabeth ran her fingers along the rim of the red window before pushing both doors open and entering the house. She was greeted with a tiled room with a large row of coathangers on the right and a large shelf for shoes on the left. She pushed open another door and entered the lounge. There was an extremely large window at the very back of the room that led up to the second story-esque platform above. A large stone chest lay in the middle of the room, the only thing in the house not coated with dust. Three old-fashioned sofas faced it from each side but the one Elizabeth was at. A large golden banner was draped from the gold-banistered balcony. Two curving stairs led up to it and there were four rooms, two on the top story and two right underneath them. As Elizabeth explored the house with Kizuna pacing around the living room she inspected the four rooms. On the top right a was smooth blue room with a circular pool in the middle - The water was still fresh. It was outlined in gold and a tribal-like picture was at the bottom. The furniture was all smooth navy with gold supports. The top left room was a lush green and was filled with plants with a circular garden in the centre of the room, sporting another image. Underneath that room was a room in varying shades of yellow, orange and gold. Animal pelts decorated the room and the golden fur of a lion decorated a wooden table in the center with another circular image. Opposite that was was a white room with black curtains and grey furniture. Several stone walls and a few turrets were piled in the corner of the room. The whole house was created with a certain majesty. She walked out and returned to the lounge and Kizuna was nowhere to be found. Shrugging it off, she pulled out a few pseudo Gaia Memories and tapped the buttons one after another.

"Revival!"
"Key!
"Greed!

She slammed then into the hole in the centre and stepped back. The house shook as the Greeed stirred in their sleep.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel peered around the door.

"What the hell is this?" He muttered, holding his Arms Driver in his hand, ready to transform.

[The Greeed]

"This is the resting place of the Greeed, medallic embodiments of desire." Kizuna smirked, leaning against the wall beside him.

[Marcel Labat]

"Greeed?" Marcel muttered. He had a slight inclination as to what they were, but not much...

[The Greeed]

"This." Kizuna said. He snapped his fingers and the sound resonated through the air for a moment.

"Henshin."

His body shifted to a medallic mass before appearing as a decaying brown body with black bandages and slim black legs that are like a cheetah's.

[Marcel Labat]

Marcel saw his transformation. What did it mean? Strength? Adaptability?

Whatever it meant, Marcel wanted to find out. He stepped out of his hiding place beside the door and walked inside.

[[Kaisu] Elizabeth Clarke]

Kazari smirked and let him pass before molting into Kizuna's form again. He looked behind him at his Corvette with Kizuna tied up in the back seat. After their meeting he had taken him and stolen his appearance.

Elizabeth didn't look up as rune-like engravements all over the box lit up. Colour flooded them, red, blue, white, green and yellow. The symbols found on their medals lit up the respective colours and the cell medals inside shifted as they readied to reawaken.