Eva nodded at Rroys words.23 hours...I've done that before. It shouldn't be so badShe thought as they walked behind Rroy. Eva listened quietly as the few members said what they thought about why Rroy chose them. Eva didn't really feel like much conversing. She was actually more interested in others thoughts more than her own. Eva was a bit surprised when she saw flashes of red then black in Rroys eyes. She couldn't help it but she had already diagnosed Rroy with Schizophrenia...although she did see other traits that did not go with the disease. Eva shrugged at her own thoughts. She snapped back into the dark reality and blushed slightly when she saw Rroy shirtless. It wasn't that she was nervous but it was a surprise. "I agree. I like the cold better."She said in a faint whisper.

diagnosed Rroy with Schizophrenia

((WHAT?!!!?? First a snake and now a schizo?! Poor Rroy. No love. T_T You wanna know the best/worst part. Rroy is my ideal man. Oi... I'm in love with a psycho. XD))

((Jayla: T.T... I dont' think he's bad.... *then again doesn't think anybody's really bad....*))

(Lol there's nothing wrong with loving a psycho, it just means you'll be well protected. XD)

((Oh joy, by bother of his personalities... anyways, time to reveal more about Rroy!))

(Lol nothing like revealing things about characters. XD)

"Tch, I love the cold." His eyes peered down at Eva. As he looked into her eyes, his eyes flipped from his pupiless red to a pupiless icy blue. The side of his lip curled up to reveal a more complex smile than intended. The horn-like pieces of hair on his head seemed to grow in size as he rather boastfully overlooked his followers. Was he, was he really the right man to be following?

Rroy had quiet the reputation. And by reputation, it’s more or less a record. He was wanted for murder, murder, murder, murder, and more murder. However, the snake-like man always seemed to slither his way out of his situations. It did help that he worked for the government, but… why was it that for the past 21 years that he is said to have been born that no one knew about him? Just recently he appeared as a ‘sexy, fresh, punk-emo angsty rockstar.’ He’d earned his nickname the ‘Soul Reaper’ with all due thanks going to his raping red eyes. No matter who his audience was supposed to be, he had a knack of pissing thousands of people off.

“I'm Rroy Skytun and well, you can either dislike me or hate me. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think of me. I am what I am. I do what I do. I won't change myself, especially for worthless losers like you.” His heartless words drifted down to the large valley of innocent survivors that were taking refuge just beyond the pipe they’d come from. His eyes were still an icy blue as he descended down to the people.

With a quick wrist flick, a large scythe appeared in his hands. “Your souls are mine.” A large bat-like wing emerged from his left shoulder. As it unfolded before the terrified eyes, Rroy lifted his large bloody blade high into the air. Swinging it down as if he were going to chop a large log, the sound of flesh being peeled off the body and the scent of freshly spill blood came next. Rroy’s mouth was still ajar when he began his final sweep. Crossing the scythe over his body, Rroy finished slaughtering the few fleeing individuals. Doused head to toe in the fleshly paint-like blood, Rroy pivoted on his heel. Ascending up to his followers, Rroy’s remorseless gaze fell just above their heads.

His lip curled up to reveal his blood stained fangs. Pushing past Euthenia, Rroy let out a low growl. The blood that was dripping from his forehead created an odd shape. A pentacle was now ‘bleeding’ from his forehead. As it ran down his pale face, a mark started to appear around Rroy’s left eye, but as soon as the blood touched it, it vanished.

Wiping his hand against Leomaris, Rroy then moved his hand under his nose. Blood smeared, again. Running his hand down toward his crock, Rroy rested his tainted hands on his belt. A large streak of blood now trailed down from his nose to his hips. Rroy’s typical smug look was still the mask he chose to wear.

“What?” Rroy’s eyes locked with Torrence’s. “Did you honestly think I was going to be a hero?” A devilish grin followed. “Hate. Such a strong word. But, for the sake of peace, I have adopted that name. If one must hate, let that hatred be aimed at me. Just pull the trigger and let your hate pour onto me. I can, no, will embrace it. Thus, hate is no longer a word, but a name. My name. I shall bear the sins of hatred, and, in time, hatred will consume me.”

Jayla couldn’t help but note the contradiction, but she said nothing as he disagreed with her fellow… team mate? Is that what they were? She couldn’t know… what to think . It all sent her into shock really… She sighed inwardly, lowering her head. As he called them losers she couldn’t help but think maybe .. Maybe they were wrong to be here. He was handsome.. But cruel. She didn’t mind be called a loser herself.. No.. Honestly the shy woman was inclined to think she was, but the others had done nothing to deserve that… she looked up with annoyance a moment, but said nothing.. Not having the courage.

As he killed the innocent people she couldn’t help but step back and cover her mouth, horrified as even as her family lay dying she had never seen evil done so…right in front of her, as if it were nothing. She couldn’t say anything, just thinking ‘scary…’ for a moment. She wanted to cry.. And a few tears fell down her innocent face.

Curling her hands into fists she walked forward and kneeled down next to the dead, gazing at them and ignoring Rroy for a moment. Though she would not give what he asked for, in that instant… he became nothing to her… nothing… just another cruelty that let the darkness consume them…Who tried to fight while forgetting what they were fighting for…who only looked for themselves. She stayed silent a moment but then spoke.. Her shy voice trembling at first and barely able to be heard before taking what to most was a normal tone but for her was very loud.

“I..I..i will not hate you…. I don’t believe in hate…. Besides… why would I stain myself with hate for someone…. That has proved they are nothing” She trembled as she said it, her whole body shaking but she meant every word and for a moment the shy creature stopped being afraid. Whether she spoke to him or noone at all was unclear. She, of course, would fall back from her moment of anger and would fear again but she wouldn’t’ show it.. Instead she simply sat over the bodies and said a soft prayer for each, wishing them well. Even if he had stolen their souls and this was futile.. She would do it anyway, simply…for hope.

Hope, after all, was to her the last thing in this world worth remembering. Her family gone, her leader a nothing, why remember anything but hope? She then slowly stood, taking her position back with the others as she finished her prayers, her haunted eyes both fearful… and determined as they gazed down at her dainty feet... If he would laugh at her or attack her, or even ignore her, she would not be surprised… she would simply follow and do what she could for her new family, the others Rroy had chosen. They were the only ones she had anything left in common now… So she would stand behind Rroy… even as she dismissed him.

Eva looked up at Rroys icy blue eyes for only a moment. He was more complex then she had first thought. Eva would have to know a bit more about Rroy before actually saying anything. Eva stood back with the others as Rroy had his small yet bloody killing spree. She watched as the blood dripped from his face down his body. Eva wondered as he slashed at the people if he was right to lead this rebellion. Not only right for the job but right in the mind. She silently listened to his words. A small laugh escaped her throat as he finished his semi-dramatic speech. Eva gaze rose to Rroys. "What you said what extremely childish. For one most people do not hate. They just dislike most things and two if someone did hate they would aim it at the one they hated..not at some random person. If your going to be mad then don't aim it at innocent people nor us. We are a team and if a team hates each other I want no part of it. We need to understand on another not direct hate. Don't act like the bad person. It's quite childish."She said with a serious tone in her voice.

A hand came to Jayla’s chin as Rroy lifted it toward his face. Looking down into her eyes, a surprisingly sweet look came to his cold face. With closed happy eyes, Rroy planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Believe it or not, there is a reason I selected all of you.” Turning around, Rroy took Jayla’s hand into his own. Intertwining their fingers, Rroy kindly tugged her along. Twirling her before himself, he rested her against his bare chest. He crossed over her body with his right arm and then placed his right arm on her left shoulder.

With his head held high and his shoulders back, Rroy conveyed the look of a knight or maybe even a shield. His arm crossing over and protecting Jayla showed no sign of hesitation or weakness. His ruthless eyes flashed no hint of wavering. Even though he was a monster, he wasn’t about to betray or turn on those that he deemed worthy. Jayla and the rest of his Rebellion Alliance fell into this category.

“Just so you all know, I would gladly lay down my life to save any of you. I know it may be hard to… believe, but I speak my mind. Should hell be unleashed on us and impending doom befall us, I will gladly sacrifice my own mind, body, and soul for you all. Nothing matters more to me than you. You are all the key pieces to this game of chess. I might be the king, but I cannot win alone. Hell, even if I die, you can still go on with your queen… Aleu. No matter what I say and no matter what I do, I will protect you all. You have my word.”

Resting his head on Jayla’s, Rroy took in a deep breath. “The times ahead of us are going to be hard. We’ll be faced with unimaginable nightmares. Hell shall come forth in the newest most modern form of evil. This battle will not only seal our fate, but it will also place a heavy burden on this earth. Should we lose, life as we know it will… end.”

Rroy released his ‘captive,’ and walked over to Eva. “Now, Eva… that is your name, correct? Nonetheless, I don’t think you know my whole story just yet.” Stroking the side of her face, his jaded eyes looked into hers. “When I say I’m not a good man… I mean it. I’m sure if you were to ask anyone they’d tell you I’m the most hated person alive. Thus, I just suck at life. No matter how hard I try to fit in and do some good deed, I always end up damned and screwed in the end. That’s my life for you. A wretched, wreckage of hell, pain, misery, torture, and failure.”

Rroy looked away after dropping his hands. “I’m the definition of a true failure. That and pure evil. Evil. Ah yes, that one word that really does sum me up. Evil.”

“I’m not a hero, but I’m not a villain. You see, I work for the ‘dark side,’ you know, the bad guys. But unlike real villains, I don’t try and destroy the world or enslave entire nations under my domain. Although, at times, it would seem so much easier. But still, I don’t. I’m not a power hungry man, and I don’t want people to worship me. You see, I kill people to help create a utopia, a world free of conflict, war, hatred, lies…I think you get the point. But it always backfires. I can never, and I mean never, get it right. I guess it’s just my sins finally catching up to me.”

He sighed as he moved forward beside the other male in the group. “Ever since I was born, I guess people have always seen me as a sinner, a killer, just a cold-hearted bastard that doesn’t deserve to live. Everyone wants me dead, but they just can’t see that I already am. I really don’t have a heart. I’m not human, I’m not even alive. I’m dead inside. Dead. And in my death-like state, I often have my own inner-problems.” He smirked. “I’m sure you’ve all noticed how my eyes change colors. It’s not because I can just randomly do so. No, those would be my… well, other halves. Heh, I guess I’m a psychopath… or schizophrenic after all.”

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((Okay, so we all discovered Rroy likes to 1 - talk, 2 - put himself down, and 3 - kill people. XD))

Torrence was just walking around her town when it all happened. People were killed right in front of her. She looked straight at the man who had sprayed blood on her. She watched as he started to toy with the other people. He called them the Rebellion Alliance. He said he was going to protect them as much as possible. He was going from person to person. Slowly he was bringing each person into their own.

Then he started to talk about being a schytzophrenic. No wonder he was talking so much. Then again he had also said he had selected them. For just being an ordinary school girl, this would be too much. But somehow she wasnt scared like she was suppose to be. No, she felt rebellious against the man. Her eyes werent filled with hatred but rather rebellion. "So when you say that you chose us, exactly what did you choose us for? Is there a point to all this killing that youve done right in front of us, or are you just waiting for us to try to leave so you can kill us?"

Usually a quiet person, it was a little unusual for her to be talking to this guy. She loved to be the rebellious one behind the scenes. This time it just seemed different. The guy liked to hear himself talk. He liked to make people fear him, using the insanity plea as a way of attracting and forcing them to think he was going to kill them if they didnt join. So as she spoke she showed him that she wasnt scared. Maybe this was suppose to be a way of telling him off for killing all those people right in front of him.

((Yawn. Wavi is sleepy. Nighty night. I shall be back on tomorrow.))

Jayla was still feeling sorrow, thinking over the bodies and looking at her feet. She half expected Rroy to do something, say something, against her… maybe call her a loser again or whatever. The one thing she didn’t expect was a hand on her chin. Instinctually she gripped his wrist and flushed faintly, defiance and fear in her shy eyes that still tried to avoid his even as he looked into hers. She didn’t want to look into his eyes, she didn’t like looking into anyone’s eyes….

As he kissed her forehead she blushed and for a moment froze, looking up at him in sheer shock. Any other time or person she would find it simply romantic… right now it was scary even if due to her inexperience it’d make her heart race for half a second. As he suddenly rested his arm across her she griped it, about ready to dig her nails in and try to escape. Reason he selected them? The others sure … but she… she was nobody. She was barely above those she called ‘nothings’ in her eyes, including Rroy.

Give his life to save them? She wasn’t so sure… taking life meant nothing to him so why would saving a life? She only reacted as he said life as we know it would end… was it true? It certainly seemed like it could be… hell… it seemed half way there…. He was confusing her.. And holding her like that wasn’t helping either. She squirmed a little as he rested his head on hers, not use to being so close to a half naked man of any kind and finding it… more scary then anything.

Only as he released her did she calm, muttering as she shook a little with unexpected anger. “D…don’t touch me without permission….” She whispered, though she doubted he heard her as he spoke to the others which she did not respond to verbally. She was annoyed… angry… even if part of her said he was telling the truth that did not give him the write to touch her and twirl her like his own little doll. She would follow him yes… but she was not…HIS…DOLL.

The guy liked to hear himself talk.

((Yes. This is very true. Rroy loves to talk. Getting him to shut up is easier said than done. XD))

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She would follow him yes… but she was not…HIS…DOLL.

((True. She's his bishop. XD))

Niya nodded, "Hmm well if it's not to much trouble I wouldn't mind speaking with Rroy. After all I must know as much about my enemy as I can." She turned to a small wardrobe sitting in the corner and flicked her wrist in it's direction. The brown doors burst open and a long black coat flew out. shrugging it over her shoulders she danced over to Aleu, "I know you came here not to fught but that doesn't mean I won't hurt you if I feel my girls are threatened."

{hahaha I dont think Rroy is a snake LOL. only Niya does hahahaha. not that there is anything wrong with that of course!!!}

Since Leo had just woken up it was a bit hard for him to react to anything going on. Being the somewhat laid back male he was he rarely pulled himself out of bed so quickly. Not to say that he was lazy he just really disliked getting up. As the man, Rroy informed them they would need to stay awake for twenty-three hours he held no response. Really, the orange haired male thought it would be rather simple, no big deal, just how he felt everything was. He grinned as he saw the other male in the group take his shirt off. Of course Leomaris was tempted to as well, but decided against it. He looked to the one female and saw the light blush on her face and wanted to laugh. It seems someone had already taken a bit of a liking to their leader. Keeping his mouth shut he followed along.

When asked why he was there, the blue eyed male was tempted to respond. Because I'm sexy of course, he thought, but withheld his answer. Then he watched as the slaughter took place. Did it really bother Leo? Nawh. Why would it? As the man wiped some of the blood on him again, he really did not care. These weren't his own clothes and he figured they would get dirty as hell anyway since they were white. Leomaris then rolled his eyes as the blushy female said she did not believe in hate. Good for you, but too bad the rest of the world does, he thought as he looked to the other females in the group. One of course had a bold response. He silently applauded her guts. After seeing a man massacre a whole group of people he was surprised that she had the gusto to talk.

Again, he watched as his leader seemed to go into a eulogy like speech. As she cradled the one girl against him he saw her cheeks flood with color. The male watched as the leader gently touched her and wanted to laugh. This guy was seriously a riot! Sure, Rroy may have seemed crazy, but that was good entertainment for Leo. He watched again as the male went over to the other female now known as, Eva. The orange and yellow haired male felt he would like her, she seemed awfully bold and that was inspiring to the male. Again Marimari watched as their leader came over and stood beside him. Blue eyes met blue eyes as the orange haired male stared back at his leader a small grin on his face. Of course he could tell there was something a bit wrong with his leader, but he paid it no mind. This would certainly be interesting for him.

Leo was honestly surprised at Rroy's height. He was just a smidge bit taller than him. The male had thought himself rather tall, but it seemed there were other's taller than him of course. Blue eyes shifted from his leaders as he heard the other girl speak. The grin on his face widened. She seemed to have a small bit of ice in her too, but not as much as Eva. Leomaris again averted his eyes to look at the girl whom he had not noticed before. He was surprised she had a response as well. The grin seemed to grow even wider on the orange haired male's face. His eyes then went back to his leader's as he placed his hands on his hips. The look in his eyes said 'Well, sir, what is your answer for that?' Marimari was curious to hear what his leader's little answer would be for this bold question.

Eva listened silently to Rroys speech. When she felt Rroys hand on her cheek she did not move nor have emotion in her face. She was finding out more about her leader as he spoke. Eva took a small breath before speaking. " Life doesn't come with a manual. Life has no clear beginning middle and end. Life is about not knowing , having to change, taking the moment and making the best with it. Although sometimes people perception of the best is not right. Humans screw up that's what we do. We have to face the consequences and be strong about it. Even though you might have messed up one day life goes on. That is why in life you try and keep trying. Its hard and emotions get in the way but you push on. Especially now...you just have to keep going."She said in a monotone voice. Eva looked up at the blood filled sky and back at the bloody leader."We should continue on our way. We don't have time to chat any longer."Eva whispered. She walked passed Rroy and continued down the bloody streets. She knew where the mall was located and even if they continued to converse back there they would eventually start walking once more. She had no time to stay and talk. As she said before they had to keep moving.

((I love how no one thats with Rroy noticed i was there... Hmmm interesting.

Ok... maybe one did))

There were many different ways to enter the city but after looking through his options, Hanz decided to climb around the mountain to the damn that held in the Southern part of the lake and enter the place from that facility. There was a road that wasn't used often behind the building located beside the damn. It was a long walk and he stretched his stride and pace to make up for it. After fifty minutes or so, the first neighborhoods showed up. The houses stood side by side, with variation in colors on their walls and window sills; the only signs of abandonment were the open front doors and overgrown lawns. It was eerily silent even though it was still morning and there were a few cars around. The nearest one was a nice looking Hummer whose owner had curiously left it behind.

This was an opportunity for a shortcut though and Hanz went up to the window and pulled out a small device out of a pocket on his person. There was a cap on and when it was taken off, it revealed a top that looked akin to a pizza cutter. He clicked the end and it started whirring quickly. Pressing it to the window and patiently moving it so that the window pane to the driver side was completely detached, he pressed the square in and it fell to the car seat. Hanz pulled up the lock and opened the door. It was stuffy inside the vehicle as he reached aside to the shotgun and opened that door for Officer Ciel.

Closing the door, Hanz bent himself to the car's interior. He knew how cars operated and which wires to cut and stick together to get the engine started but he couldn't find any purchase to pry the inside open. He gave up and pulled out the same devise from before and worked his way through the layer of plastic and other materials that seperated him from the car's fixtures. When there was a suitable hole, he took out a heirloom swiss knife and snipped the needed wires apart. With careful arrangement, the engine came to life and hummed quietly. Hanz pressed the pedal and backed out of the driveway. He turned quickly, causing a mail box to fall victim to the bumper, and drove out of the neighborhood. These were the suburbs and the city and downtown areas were around a half hours travel.

Taking out his voice recorder, Hanz clicked the pen-like device and worded his observations of the neighborhood. There was not much to say except that they had been abandoned and probably looted so he closed the recording in a few seconds. There was no traffic or any other car on the road, unless the ones that were crushed (into what appeared to have been a car accident that went up in flames) counted. He didn't slow down as car accidents were not worth it. Twenty minutes to their destination, well, fifteen since he edged the hummer's speed to 90 mph. There were turns and corners to think about but the path was all cleared of strangers and he bypassed the obstacles easily, sometimes driving off the road and onto the lawns or sidewalk. Hanz turned to Ciel and apologized for rushing so early in the morning. Using one hand to drive, Hanz left the other free one to tweak around with the radio. All of the previous owner's favorite stations that were installed into the car's memory came up with static. That was to be expected as the camp didn't pick up any signals through radio wavelengths and he closed it as the car was brought to a slower pace that moved onto a crawl and then a final stop.

"This is it," he murmured aloud ", we’re pass the city's edge but not at it's heart yet. Best start to walk from here as a car might be too loud."
Hanz reshouldered his backpack and exited the car. His mind led him wandering to the nearest gap between two tall buildings. There wasn't much parking space here so traveling from alley to alley would be easy. The sun still shined brightly enough so that the shadows couldn't conceal anything yet. He paused after traveling a few blocks and bent to ground level. It was littered with weapons that ranged from makeshift cudgels to sleek guns. There was a bent aluminum baseball bat and a bud light beer bottle which was broken at the bottom. The cracked edges were dark brown and Hanz scraped off the brown coating before crushing the flakes between his forefinger and thumb. He stuck his forefinger his mouth and the corners of it turned upwards when he pulled it out. Further along were two large trash bins which he got up to peek into quickly. There were bodies in there, fully clothed and a mass of twisted limbs (some of which weren't even attached to bodies) and the few heads that peered out did so with half closed eyes that were glassy and saw nothing. The bodies were bloated and the stench was foul. The lid was shut quickly after several photos were taken at different angles.

"Someone killed a dozen of kids here," Hanz reported to Ciel as he snapped a few photographs of the lay about weapons ", but they had the 'decency' to cover it up… I feel like we're getting warm to finding a larger scale homicide but are still so far from the actual killers and their identities...”
He peered out of the alley mouth before turning the corner and walked along the sidewalk without looking up from his camera as he examined the photos critically. There was not much to work with in this part of the city.

“Ciel, would it be fine to continue on until noon or do you think we should head back for a larger scouting party?” he asked, putting his camera away to check his wristwatch. His speed didn’t slacken as his eyes glanced around to note his surroundings thoughtfully. “No, actually, it’ll be a while for them to get here. Can you call back to camp and ask someone to send down an armed car and small team to pick us up sometime before dinner? The location of meeting will be settled later…perhaps the men should hang around the city edge..?”

Clapping, Rroy seemed to be mocking his followers. It was half true, but it for the most part it wasn’t. “Oh, you’re all too predictable. You’ve all fallen flawlessly into my trap. Well, it’s not really a trap, but still, I do amaze even myself.” Stepping forward to catch Eva as she left, Rroy wiggled a finger at her. “Ah, ah! Just because you know the way there doesn’t mean it’s the safest, now does it? Don’t you think it would be wiser to let this demon lead? At least I can smell the enemy.” Inhaling, Rroy cocked his head up toward the sky. Exhaling through his mouth, the male’s red eyes seemed to be searching for answers.

“Oh, to answer your question, Torrence, I selected you all not because you’re weak, hopeless, pure-hearted individuals. You’ve all proven those wrong. Rebelling against me. Psh. Getting annoyed and angry. Ah, yes. See, you can turn on a dime. You can unleash a darkness within you that is more than willing to fight. Now as to why I selected you… it’s rather simple. You’re all… special. Some of you have monsters dormant in you; others have a wondrous mind that is just ideal for this fight. Some of you are here to support and your positive outlook on life. Others are here to serve as a blade.”

Rubbing his face, Rroy hesitantly looked back at his group. A howl followed the look he shot the group. “I…I’m sorry I’m not the easiest guy to follow… and I’m not even the nicest, but I swear to you, you shall not die on my watch. It is… the least I can do. After all, you didn’t have to follow me.” His voice was softer and far gentler than his previous tone. To compliment his change, his eyes looked kinder and welcoming. “To be a good leader, I need to listen to you all. So, if you have any questions, suggestions, or thoughts… please share.” A frown was now on his face as his eyes hinted at bad news. “Aleu…” he looked at Jayla, but only at her feet. He’d lost the spunk and rigor he had before. After receiving word that Aleu was with the Dark Crusaders, Rroy felt like a dagger was plunged deep into his chest.

His brows then came together. Clenching his teeth, Rroy ripped at his hair. Holding it tightly between a clenched fist, his other free hand also balled up into a fist. “Fuck the mall. We need to stop here to prepare ourselves.” His heartless tone was back. “Walking there as we are now will lead to our untimely deaths. We need to train.” Whirling around, Rroy looked back at the group that was still on the hill. “We’re about to walk into a trap. Aleu said the Dark Crusaders are coming to the mall to… talk. But, if we don’t work on an assault and improve ourselves, we’ll die. Well, I’ll die. If I should fall, Aleu becomes the leader. If she dies… Leo, I leave the Rebellion Alliance in your very capable hands.” Clicking the heels of his boots together, Rroy looked from his right to his left. “Females, line up on my left. Males, on my right. We’re going to hold a mock battle. Leo, you’re with me. You’ll be helping me pair them up.”

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Aleu’s head bobbled as she finished up her howl. “Good luck. I’m his girlfriend and I can’t even figure the man out. I can tell you this much, he’s a schizophrenic and a psychopath. A Satanist and a sadist too.” With her tail wagging happily back and forth, she snickered. “And punishment for hurting your girls? I wouldn’t dare hurt them. It’s not my style to attack when I’m accompanying someone. Although,” her ears twisted toward the left. “I think we’ll have company in about five minutes. It doesn’t look like it’s the Rebellion Alliance either. Perhaps…” she sniffed the air, “the Salvation Fighters?”

Resting her chin on her hand, Aleu continued looking out the window. “Oh, this house would be so much cuter if someone didn’t blow the roof off and take down the majority of the walls. But I will admit, I love this window. Too bad a sniper could easily pick me down from this place. Speaking of sniper….” A light blush came to her face, “I wonder how my ex is doing in his battle.”

((hehe It’s not that Jayla didn’t notice you XD, she’s just a bit distracted due to a certain someone invading her space and killing people and all >.>))

Jayla didn’t care as he mocked them again, having already decided his opinion was not one she cared about. She would follow him as her leader because she was clinging to his other ‘followers’ as the only thing like a family she could have… but that didn’t mean she had to care if he approved of her or thought she’d done something. Whatever he thought of her was his own damn business and the shy creature couldn’t care less. It seemed despite her shy quiet nature there was a little more strength there then first glance showed..

As he spoke of why he selected them… perhaps she was here to support? That’s all she could think of. She was just.. Human wasn’t she? And she wasn’t a wondrous anything even if she was a crack shot. Still.. How supportive could she be when she couldn’t look anyone in the eye? Oh well.. It was just as well…. She’d figure out what she could do to help… when she could.

Startled by the howl she looked around her, looking back only as Rroy spoke, he was asking for their opinions? For a moment she looked surprised enough that you’d expect her to be able to be knocked over with a feather…. And it wasn’t too far from the truth… She shook it off, focusing on what she was doing. As he spoke Aleu she looked up, having liked the girl. She could see his sorrow…feel it… and for a moment despite her declaration she felt sorrow for him…. For a moment she bit her lip, simply… gazing at him in thought.

As he spoke of the battle it broke her train of thought, however, and she walked over with her hands a little shaky. A mock battle? She couldn’t fight.. Could she? Well not without a gun and mock battles are not something to use a gun in! what was he thinking… Being he seemed to be respecting Leo she gave Leo look that seemed to say ‘help me!’ even as she lined up obediently…

((wow... I get too long with Jayla xD))

Ciel followed behind Dr. Hanz as he decided to climb up the mountain. The guardian easily kept up with his widen step as she followed the white back of the doctor. She happened to peer at the lake as they walked by. It always felt like such a haunting sight to her to see the beautiful calmness of it. Being so calm in a time of turmoil chilled her veins.

As the approached the upcoming village the auburn haired female drew her handgun at her side. Quietly she walked behind him remaining armed to make sure to keep hostiles at bay. Of course the area seemed very much abandoned as she looked around. She stopped beside Dr. Hanz as she watched him cut the glass on the window. It was a strange operation to watch be done. As he opened the front door she headed over onto the other side and took a seat still armed of course.

It was her duty to stay armed as no one would know if they were going to be attacked at any moment. Her eyes lowered as she watched Dr. Hanz work. The violet gaze of the young woman varied between the doctor who was working and the outside surroundings. If no one paid it mind then it was possible for their enemies to attack. As he finished his work she laid back in her seat and buckled the belt. Dr. Hanz was quite the speed demon as they sped forward. Not that she minded his quick pace. At his apology she shrugged softly not caring. When the car crawled to a stop she turned over to look at Dr. Hanz

She nodded at his suggestion. "I would have to agree Doctor," she said quietly as she slid from the seat of the car. Ciel closed the door with a quiet click as she kept her gun of course in her hand. She examined the ground as they walked, but kept extremely aware of their surroundings. As Dr. Hanz examined the area and picked threw a trash can she stood at his back protecting him staying aware. An slip in her attention and of course they could die. Turning she followed the Doctor again then nodded at his suggestion. "Easily done sir," Ciel answered softly. She pulled her black head piece out from her bag and clicked on her radio. She pressed the call which patched her threw to an operator. "Operator, Officer Ciel here, please patch me threw to the General," she instructed. After several seconds she was patched threw. "Sir, Dr. Hanz requests an armored car and a small team to pick up around dinner... Yes... Have them stationed on the outskirts of the town... I'll page you with an area at a later time, Sir... Also please station another easily mobile group in case of an attack, Thank you," her airy voice rang out. Releasing the button she turned back to Dr. Hanz. "It has been arranged. I set up the other group just as a precaution," she informed him.
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Leomaris watched again as their leader went into another long speech. He grimaced a little feeling that their leader was being too hard on himself. Blue eyes continued to watch Rroy was he walked about explaining why he chose them. As well as apologizing for not being a prime leader. Softly he reached up and ran a hand threw his orange hair. He was surprised that he was appointed third to take command if all should perish. What made him so trustworthy? Rroy must have seen something in him though that he didn't. He wanted to tell Rroy that he was doing a good job as a leader, but he didn't want to sound like a star player talking to his coach. That would just be plain silly and he would seem ridiculous. Leo nodded to Rroy as he suggested that he be third in command then stood by his right side. "Alright," he chuckled slightly. The orange haired man saw the look from the other girl, but what was he to do? He knew that Eva and Torrence should be together since they seemed the boldest. The blue eyes of the orange haired male looked to the eyes of his leader. "Well, I believe Eva and Torrence should be together since they seem to have the most spunk... and perhaps Jayla with Euthenia?... Only if you agree with me,"he said with a slight chuckle. Marimari ran another hand threw his orange hair as he looked at his leader. Hopefully his friend would make it out of her trip with the crusaders alive. He somewhat hoped he would not have to take control of the group in the case the other two died, but if he did he of course would do it.

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Torrence listened to the leader that seemed to just keep talking on and on. Then he spoke to answer her question. They had been chosen to be part of this because some had something dormant inside them and others were just ideal to him for this kind of fight. She wondered what part of his speech she was. Was she the dormant monster or the ideal mind? Or maybe even both?

Either way she was now a part of this. The man started to talk about how he wasnt the best leader and how he was going to be protecting him. Thats when a howl could be heard. It didnt scare her but it did make her stiffen, ready for anything. The mall was out. There was suppose to be a trap or something like that. This made her a little uneasy but there was also excitement in those mixed up emotions. They happen to be the strongest ones that were appearing on the girls face.

When Rroy had said to line up with guys on his right and girls on his left, she stood to the left. She had to laugh when the new second in command told him that she and Eva should be partners because of all of their spunk, but she kept it in and just smiled to Leo who was the one that had said it. "Glad to be on board if thats the case." She said to Rroy for his comment, only still smiling to Leo.

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