Heaven And Hell

The Move

Kolgod: *stays silent for a minute then takes the gun and puts it on the ground, then slowly takes off her armor* I don't think you need this anymore. *takes it off until she's just in her uniform which boasts the logo of the SCP Foundation, then hugs her* Well I'm not dead. And none of it was fake. Let's help the rest of them up and I'll come with you back to the Foundation. *lets go and stands, helping her up and picking up Angel 1-1* So, 1-1, feeling alright?

1-1: *hoarse* Yep. Just fine. *coughs* Go get ready to leave, grab what you require. I'll help the rest.

Kolgod nods and goes to his room in the house and packs his bags, grabbing coffee, a mug, his trench coat and cloak, general clothes, candles, and chalk.

He also takes chargers for his phone, laptop, and tablet. He grabs his laptop and tablet and packs that as well, then he puts his state of the art military grade PC in its case, along with the monitor, keyboard, and mouse.

He also takes his multiple knives and swords, and the one rifle he owns, a Mosin Nagant PU that is directly from the 2nd world war. In the end he has about 100 pounds of luggage, and he places it on his back

He takes one last look around the house for anything he may have missed, then, satisfied with his choices, gets into the truck with Rin, placing the luggage where it should be and buckles in.

Kolgod: Set.

Rin: Good. *bangs on the truck roof to get the driver to go*

On the way to the Foundation, Kolgod and Rin catch up on what they have done when they were separated.

It was mostly plenty of death and work, although the death of others was only from the need, not a want. Kolgod is shown to his room, which unfortunately he must share with Rin, since the site is not ready to accommodate 2 demons.

Kolgod: Strange..... They can hold 100s of demons here yet cannot accommodate 2.

Rin: they just ran out of rooms to hold SCPs, otherwise we'd be in separate rooms.

1-1: 100s? But there are only you 2.

Kolgod: *chuckles* Oh trust me, you have no idea.

1-1: Okay then... I need to go write a report. *leaves*

Kolgod shrugs and takes out his armory worth of swords and knives, starting to clean them religiously and carefully.

Rin: *goes to check how sharp one is*

Kolgod: That one will split your skin at the slightest touch. They all will. I take good care of my weapons.

Rin: That's terrifying. I don't think humans can get anything near that sharp with their blades.

Kolgod: I know. When I made these blades I mixed several..... Otherworldly ingredients to make them stronger than Lonsdaleite.

Rin: But.... Lonsdaleite is hard, not strong.

Kolgod: *smiles* I know. But does it need to be super strong when it cuts bone like silk and flesh like air? It'll withstand enough abuse.

Rin: I suppose that's true. I need to head to training. You should come with me!

Kolgod: I would, but I have too much to clean here.

Rin: Well that sucks.

Kolgod: I'll be there when I can be there.

Rin: Alriiiiight but you're buying the alcohol tonight.

Kolgod: I thought you kicked that habit?

Rin: It's a celebration day!

The day after, Kolgod decides to read up on the team so he grabs his laptop and signs in, getting past the firewalls to the classified stuff and opens a document.

The document itself is not very big but it is very classified, which is a slight problem for Kolgod but nothing he can't get past.