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PLANEOCRACY: Mole 2: Electric Boogaloo

The library is dark, though one would suspect this is considerably less of an obstacle to a vampire. Not that it matters to Phoenix, who is currently flipping through a book as if the light were at normal levels. In all honesty, he can't read it; the truth is, he's only looking at it to make it harder to read HIM.

"That didn't take you long," he drawls, still flitting through the book.

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Evangeline immediately glared at him.

"... Agent Wright?! W-what the hell are YOU doing here?!"

"Who, me?" He thinks. "Hmm. What am I doing here? You don't suppose I could be..."

He gasps, horrified.

"...the MOLE?!"

He laughs. "Oh man, the expression on your face. Fucking with you guys has been the greatest experience of my life."

Evangeline didn't even bother to speak further, instead immediately throwing several balls of raw frost energy directly at Phoenix - any one would freeze him solid, at least, under normal circumstances...

As Evangeline threw iceballs at Phoenix, a horse suddenly appears out of nowhere, it's mane, tail, and feather were infernos and black smoke pours out of it's flaring nostrils. Without a quick motion, it yanks Phoenix out of the way.

Following the Nightmare was a very angelic-looking man with eagle eyes, dressed in silver-colored armor. He even has a sense of holiness - but one that's being eaten away by an almost oozing aura of toxic corruption.

"Another foul creature - oh, we are most certainly collecting an abyssal lot of pets."

Phoenix seems mildly startled by the display, but relaxes quickly. "I've been getting a good set for you, haven't I boss? Two councilors, no less." He snorts. "Just goes to show you what sort of a place this is, letting anybody into positions of power."

Evangeline made an annoyed, loud grunt as her shots uselessly blasted the library.

"Who the hell are YOU?!", she shouted, obviously at the unknown figure. Not entirely bothering to let him finish, she threw another set of bolts - this one aimed at his feet, to pin him down somewhat.

"An Angel." He answered with a toothy grin as he sprang back, and immediately started chanting in a language that seemed to spit each word out like it was venom. As the words crawled from his lips, Evangeline may feel a sense of Karma falling off balance as the Blackguard stood on a table.

"My steed, trample the girl!" The attacker commanded as he shifted his glance to Phoenix in a silent signal.

"You do that, epic steed," Phoenix snorts. "Meanwhile, I think I'll just get started on a good..."

He waits for just the right moment -- then chucks a hefty, hardbound tome.

"BOOK!"

Ironically -- or maybe not so much -- it's Bram' Stoker's Dracula.

As the tome smacked Evangeline in the head - curving in mid-throw to hit her in spite of what would usually have been a lucky sway - Eva grunted loudly.

"What, is that the BEST pun you have? Good god, your lines are as pitiful as a dairy farmer!"

As Evangeline threw the line, she glared - had her ice bolts just been stonewalled by this bastard? As the nightmare approached her, however, Evangeline changed tack, her hands suddenly being covered in ice-like 'gloves'. Turning towards the horse, she grabbed one leg, pulling it roughly in an attempt at a standard Aikido throw - hoping to basically send it running right past her and buy herself a few seconds.

He's not sure where he got it from, but the words just come out in return.

"How appropriate. You talk like a cow."

He's gonna have to remember that one.

"Unlike your kind, I do not lie." The smirk creeps across his face, turning a handsome face vicious and cruel. "Face it - as old as you are, you got deceived by a mere, powerless human - from my knowledge, it is not the only time it has happened to you here."

The Blackguard did not approach any closer as the Nightmare tried to kick it's foot free, screeching as it's thrown to the side, it's flaming mane setting some books on fire. "And attacking a poor dumb beast."

Evangeline grunted at Phoenix's near-perfect counter... And the unknown assailant's nasty point.

"Your trickery's effective, I'll give you that... But you still gotta win in a FIGHT, useless gutter-crawlers!"

Evangeline chose to dash directly in towards the assailant, deciding on him as the primary target.

"How Predictable, a Vampire becomes a senseless beast when they're revealed not to be so perfect."

Siegfried waits until Eva is almost close enough to touch and strikes her in the face with the pommel of his sword, smiling with a Sadist's delight.

"Did you forget the garlic aerosol, simulacra? Use it now."

"Yeah, yeah." He shakes it up and sprays it in her direction. "I suppose you'd know all about life in the sewers, wouldn't you?" He sniffs. "Ah, that garlic actually makes an IMPROVEMENT on the smell you make."

That line didn't work so well, though her eyes reflexively watered at the strong scent. Damn it... Even if that doesn't work as well on any real vamp, it still... Stupid scent!

Ignoring Phoenix as best she could, Evangeline took her opponent's strike, but immediately grabbed his arm, pulling down on it at an angle to force him down, raising one leg for an ax kick that, if uncountered, would directly smash on the back of her opponent's head.

"You call this a fight? I thought it was a waltz." He smirked as he leaned back, angling himself to knee her sharply in the abdomen.

"I'd say it's more of a game of hopscotch, boss!" Phoenix shouts gleefully. "After all, she's just a little girl!"

As Evangline took the strike - hard enough to flat-out knock her down, she shouted, "It'll be a tango with death when I'm through with you and the illusion!"

Quickly rolling to one side, she started to move to get back up. How the hell am I at such a disadvantage? Urgh, can't break the library or I'd just...

"I would be glad to dance if I found someone who is competent enough to do more then fall flat on her back."

Siegfried unsheathes his sword to stab her. If successful, he'd just immediately take them out of the library back to his lair - where he would have the greater advantage.

Evangeline, flat on her back, fired a quick freeze shot at Siegfried's wrist, then tried to roll clear of his strike. If it hit, his own momentum might smack his sword against his armor.

Phoenix yawns. "Forgot this one," he comments, pulling out an old, mushy garlic clove and tossing it right at Evangeline. Man, that's gross.

Siegfried crinkles his nose at the smell. The freeze shot missed his wrist, but hits the Blackguard in the chest, sending him backwards a few steps, teeth bared.

The scent was enough to set Evangeline's eyes watering even more - at this point, she was nearly blind. "D... Damn you!"

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