Promos + 0- In Verses 6.0: More Than A Bleeding +

[Grievous 3D]

+ 0- In Verses 6.0: More Than A Bleeding + (Passion's Killing Floor)

Location: An Undisclosed Hotel in Rochester, New York
Date: November 8th 2019
Time: 7:47am

Lilith awoke entangled in a couple of sets of limbs that were not her own.

The tall woman peered around for a moment at the hotel room they were currently
staying in. There was no sign of Tiberius but the sliding door leading out to the
balcony was open so it wasn't hard for her to guess where he was.

She slowly but surely extricated herself from the grips of Zoe & Chloe & had to
stifle a laugh as she watched the two smaller women latch onto each other in
her absence & remain blissfully asleep. Their time sharing a "bed" in the Scottish
Highlands had clearly conditioned all three of them to sleep in a "pile" and it
appeared it was going to be a hard habit for all of them to shake.

Lilith threw on a hotel robe (which of course was white in color) on to cover
herself & slowly made her way out onto the balcony where Tiberius Hauser
was standing stoically, hands clasp behind his back, looking out over the city
of New York.

"Morning my dear, dear." The Priest states somewhat cheerfully as she comes
to stand beside him.

"Did you get any sleep last night Tye?"

The Priest seems to slump slightly as he responds.

"Not really, really. I can't seem to sleep unless I'm half buried in dirt, dirt."

Lilith nods as the Priest changes the subject.

"New York has been fun though, though. I think we should spend some more
time here, here."

"I think that's an excellent idea."

The two remain silent for a few moments before Lilith speaks again...her tone
somewhat sad & defeated.

"I'm not entering the Anarchy tournament."

Tiberius finally turns to face her, a surprised look gracing his features.

"Really, really? And may I ask why that is, is?"

"I'm just not ready for it."

"Well...you must do what you think is right, right. You will always have my
support no matter what you decide to do, do."

Lilith smiles as she responds.

"I suppose your favorite book told you I wouldn't be entering the tournament?"

"The Tome of the Red is no longer a factor, factor."

"Why not?"

"Because I read the last page with text this morning, morning. The rest of it
is empty, empty."

"Empty?! Are you kidding me?!"

"No...I'm not kidding you, you. The text ends with the formation of the House
of Pieces & the Nation's Son winning the title from the Void Walker despite the
involvement of the Usurper, Usurper." The Priest states calmly.

"But what about the red matter we took? What are we going to do with that?"

"I don't know, know. Pour it down a sink or burn it I guess, guess. I was under
the impression it was needed it for several blood rituals...but like I said...the
Tome is...finished, finished."

"So...what the hell are we going to do now?" Lilith asks, her expression one of
complete confusion.

"Whatever the hell we want, want." Tiberius states proudly, a sinister smile on
his features.

Lilith begins to laugh out loud before the two of them are suddenly interrupted.

"What's so funny?" Chloe asks, thankfully wearing a robe herself as she to steps
out onto the balcony.

"Its nothing important Pretty Bird, Bird." Tiberius answers, he himself nearly
breaking out into laughter as he answers her question.

"Oh...okay. Can we go and get some breakfast now? I'm hungry!" she asks happily.

"That sounds like a great idea Chloe. What are we going to have?" Lilith asks
almost playfully.

"Well...there is a Denny's a couple of blocks from here, here." Chloe states,
her voice as bubbly as ever.

"That sounds like a good plan, plan." Tiberius answers with a smile.

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Mentions:
@Beavie @Jonny Nostradamus The Residence (The House of Pieces)
@King Of Armageddon Darius Wright (The Void Walker)
@Patriot Pants Patriot (The Nation's Son)
@Beavie Brain Toogood (The Usurper)

Productions Notes:
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Done!

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