@Mr.Misfit
Content with her answer, Dylan slid into the seat beside her and peered at the console. A list of ships and planes scrolled across. Each one with a small picture to accompany it. He scanned the list silently.
Content with her answer, Dylan slid into the seat beside her and peered at the console. A list of ships and planes scrolled across. Each one with a small picture to accompany it. He scanned the list silently.
Element nodded. At this rate she'd end up traveling alone. She opened up numerous files, all tid-bits of stuff she already knew. She bit her tongue until it started to bleed slightly, keeping her from screaming in annoyance. This whole situation, it was killing her. Maybe…
Literally.
( DUN DUN DUN…… )
(No no no no we need E we need E)
( Its okay, lets emphasize the MAYBE… But… nothing is infinite. )
( also aww I feel important now )
(You've been important from the start. The whole reason no one wants to let Element carry them. We're trying to make things as easy on her as possible.)
( aaaAAwwWWW! )
(Lol, you guys. I forgot to say earlier today that I won't be on today… Sorry!) :(
(Sad face.)
Element stood, and got a glass of water. She walked outside towards Avery and Dylan, and put on a fake smile. "How's it going?"
"Going fine," Dyaln replied, not looking up, "Just trying to pick a vehicle you can land on, in case it gets to be too much. It'll be a couple days, at most, so we want to make sure this goes smoothly."
Dylan stole a quick glance at Avery and smiled back at Lenny, "Did that info check out?"
He gave her a look that questioned, We are still on the same side, right?
Lenny returned his look with a, Yes, of course.
"No. I didn't find anything." she answered sadly.
He nodded and looked back down to the list, "That's too bad. I figured it would be a decent lead. But I do have another name I got off our friend. Look up Asherim. He might be listed as Ashton Sy…" Dylan stumbled and corrected himself, "…Skylar. Most of Xelnarin's descendants traveled under human names. This is one of his sons."
Element nodded. "Dylan we'll get caught eventually." she warned.
Vaughn stepped outside, his sleeves rolled up as he dabbed at his arms, blood staining a towel. Once it seemed to lessen, he rolled the sleeves back down. He lingered near the door, listening silently.
Element noticed Vaughn approach, so she shot Dylan a warning look and sauntered inside.
Vaughn noticed the look and shook his head slowly. He exhaled sharply and slipped inside. “Figure things out?” He asked, gaze skeptical.
Oooh is it too late for me to join in? I only read the first page but it seems cool.
Element shot him a look, and grabbed the lap-top. "No." she muttered.
(@OctoFly I believe you'll be welcomed.)
(Thanks!)
My name's Karma, and no that's not a fake name or anything, that's my real name. All I can do though is teleport, and that takes a lot of energy out of me.. I'm pretty good at shooting, just not with a gun. If you want to know about what I look like my eyes are blue, I have caramel colored hair with some blue dye at the ends, and I'm about 5'11. \ _ (-H-) _ /
Vaughn frowned softly at the look she gave him. He ran a hand over his jaw in thought.
Element sat down on the couch, and pulled her knees to her chest. She put her glasses atop her head, and closed her eyes. Sleep overcame her.
Vaughn sighed sharply and walked up to his room. The “devil worship” objects were scattered around, a pentagram made of chalk sketched into the wood floor. There were black, unlit candles on each corner as well. He began to clean up, scrubbing the chalk from the floor and packing the candles away.
(Urgh, sorry I haven't been able to post…)
Avery looked between Dylan and the direction Element had gone in. She shook her head, trying to clear it of the thoughts raging through it.
No, I can't think like this. We have a mission, and I can't be distracted by odd conversations and looks between my friends.
(It’s all good.)
Vaughn finished and sat on the bed, taking up a first aid kit. He stitched up the long gashes in his forearm, his jaw clenched.
(It’s all good.)
Vaughn finished and sat on the bed, taking up a first aid kit. He stitched up the long gashes in his forearm, his jaw clenched.
(What. The. Heck. Happened?)
(He went off and did his own little thing in his room. His “contact” is a demon, and blood is usually needed to summon one. He’s all good tho.)
(He went off and did his own little thing in his room. His “contact” is a demon, and blood is usually needed to summon one. He’s all good tho.)
(Oh. Ew.)
(But that's good, though… I guess…)
(Eh, yeah.)
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