The Cold Consumes All

Matt frowned upon hearing Aywa's comment. Apparently she had already developed more of a negative opinion of him then he had hoped for. He quickly turned away from the man after obtaining the goods that he had required and began to walk away, hoping that she would continue to follow. "I'll explain in a moment." he said to her in a half mumbled voice as he examined the liquid. He turned the jar at different angles, and fooled around with it, watching as the strange liquid would lush around inside. In a way it moved like liquid jelly, but it appeared much too smooth to have any form of physical manner to it. It was indeed a curious looking thing.

 

"Um okay" She said wondering if what she had said had come out harsher than she had intended. She watched him as he examined it, her old curiosity was back as she looked at it in his hands, wondering what it actually was. She also wanted to know what he meant by explain, was there something going on here that she hadn't spotted before? If so she was annoyed at herself for not spotting it before.

 

Shiira wished to refuse help but knew that this was not the time for such. So she would have to throw aside her pride for now and just go with it. "Let's just hurry it up."

Azure got to her feet and saw the door Grey spoke of. She nodded and rushed to it, noticing that it was a long dark hallway, but there was some light at the end of it. Hopefully it went somewhere. She looked over her shoulders and noticed that the flames were turning a darker shade and knew it best to hurry up. She made sure the others were following before going into the hall, finding a large dome like room at the end of it. They seemed to be on the second floor with even more floors above them. Just a jump down and across the black and white tile and there seemed to be a door leading outside...


ooc - I tried looking for a picture to describe but none looked like the image i had in my head >w<

 

Mya followed Grey and the others to the hall. She then examined the room. This guy know how to screw over with our minds

 

Shiira braced herself for the fall. It was short but with her injuries it was still quite painful. Not to mention she wasn't ready for it at all.

Azure jumped down after Grey and headed to the double glass doors, shoving them open. Before her was now a city with empty streets and sand above. "How..." she muttered before looking behind her to make sure the others were following.

 

"I should hope that you don't look down upon me for having bought such a....lowly chemical." Mathew said to her, not taking a moment to stop as he continued to examine the strange liquid. "My job is that of a delivery man, but I suppose that you could say that my boss deals in more official affairs. This liquid being one of them. I'm almost positive that he'll have some interest in it, what ever it is." he explained to her, turning the bottle upside down. The liquid slowly crawled down from the effects of gravity, with the speed of a slug.
He then came to a hault in his tracks and looked up. "Oh, well then...we're here it seems. Time sure does fly, wouldn't you agree?" he asked her as he stared up toward the top of the Ink building which stood tall infront of them.

 

Mya jumped after them with ease. She then saw the scene in front of her and scratched her head. Well he might as well lock us up and make us listen to some boring music until we die of boredom. I just can't stand these mind tricks.

 

"Oh right" She looked down, "I'm sorry, I was too quick to make assumptions and judge. That was wrong of me, I hope you'll forgive me. I just didn't want you to be harmed my that but I probably acted to harsh and rashly." She apologised before looking up at the building they had arrived at. Her forehead imediatly creased, "Yeah, Ink?" She quieried but forced her self to learn from her mistakes and not to make assumptions until she knew the facts. She was not on Ink's records and was not in a hurry to go on them. She'd heard more than enough about Ink to be wary of them. She knew there should be no reason for her being discovered, she was simply with Matt but still she felt uncomfortable. She was curious as to why Matt didn't seem so too, he could teleport.

 

Shiira pushed Grey away. "No need to draw attention then..." She rolled her shoulders and hurried away from the buildng they were just in. Upon looking around she noticed how much the city was just like the one in which she used to know. She sighed inwardily. "Weird how he's not following or even sending anyone after us..." She gestured over towards an alleyway, figuring that getting out of sight may be a good place to start.

 

Vincent had closed his eyes as he flew. Was that a bird he heard? His eyes flew open the second a large bird smacked him in the face. "Oof," was all he could mumble before a gust of wind snatched him from his flight pattern and throw him, carreening, the other way. His wing twisted awkwardly and painfully as he was dragged out further away from the city and Olive.

 

"I don't want to leave..." She mumbled, watching as Azure followed them into the wide alleyway. She then looked up, noticing that there was a thin layer of something between the sand and the city. "I can finally learn about them and get some payback..."


Sirius had packed some things he thought he'd need as he and some others perpared to go to look for Shiira. Then, only a few minutes out, they saw something in there air. "That can't be...a person... Can it?"

 

Vincent felt the current of air that had carried him so far away from his city suddenly stop. Ah, crap... he thought as he plummetted toward the sand. Flapping his long wings furiously, he found himself rightened and landed with a thud into the sand. "Ow, ow, ow...that smarts. Gotta..." he rolled his shoulder and reached behind him, popping his wing back into place.

 

Mya followed Grey, occasionally looking around at the bizzare place and scratching her head. I don't understand. Why did they send us here instead of somewhere else where they can kill us however they want?

 

OOC: Well...looks who's late to the party >>

BIC: Following the supposed members from Ink, Ollerus was getting quite impatient with just observing the two. He had been sent to the City to gather information on Ink yet his only leads as to where the organization's HQ could be were just wandering around the lower level of the city, not even bothering to report back to their base. Following the two to the outskirts of the city, Ollerus hid behind one of the many shacks that were scattered around the area and continued to watch them. "Well this is boooooooring," complained Ollerus as nothing of interest had happened but then he saw the male from the group take off his coat, spreading and fluttering the wings on his back, causing the sand around him to blow away. "Well isn't that a sight? Never seen an angel before." Seeing the angel fly away into the sky and leaving the girl that he was with behind, Ollerus knew what he had to do. While he probably couldn't take on two people at the same time, now that there was only one person he could make a move.

OOC: I feel like I should let Olive do something before I make a move.

 

Olive sighed when she realized that Vincent was long gone. It would probably take him a while to get back so in the mean time she might as well return to HQ and make her report. But upon turning around she saw someone near by, mostly hidden. Instantly she got her spells at the ready, the words floating around her in their dim golden glow. "Who are you?" She asked, hoping that he was not an enemy.


Sirius rushed towards the person, worried that they were dead. Wings...? Is he a monster? Never seen one like this... "H-hey... Are you okay?" He asked, being the only one in the group not in a defensive stance, ready to fight.


ooc - still need Terra to post...

 

Vincent brushed his hair out of his face. Too bad he didn't have his shirt...or his spelled trench coat. He almost groaned out loud as he flexed his wings and folded them back against his back. Glancing up at the man who'd come to him in this desert place, "I'm alright. Damn air currents...I wonder how far they blew me out. Olive....be safe." he prayed before focusing on the man and his group looking like they wanted to tear him to bits, "Um, hey, take it easy. My name is Vincent Valentine. A sort of bodyguard for a certain young lady. Who are you?" His sword was still strapped to his hip, a good thing if these guys decided to attack.