Spider came charging outside and, remembering the mist from last night, stopped talking for long enough to get through the only other door he could see. It felt wrong, this ... being cautious.
Touya looked out at the field, shuddering a little at the quiet and eerie feeling that seemed to radiate from the space. He thought he saw two people standing around something on the ground, but it was a little misty so he couldn't really tell. Still, he couldn't help but shake off a creepy feeling that ran up his back--as though something was going to happen.
But that was ridiculous. He couldn't sense these things anymore, after all.
"So where's this famous shed?" he asked, squinting around in the dark.
Yue paused for a moment once out on the field, almost unconsciously stepping forward and slightly in front of Touya as though shielding him from anything that might be lying in wait. It seemed clear enough for the time being, but he well knew that could change in an instant, even if one wasn't throwing things at the roof.
After he'd decided it was as safe as it could be for now, he turned slightly back toward Touya, still keeping the rest of the field in view as he did. "Northwest corner of the field," he replied, short more out of a desire not to attract attention than to be rude (this time), then set off with a curt gesture for the other to follow, staying close to the side of the building for as long as he could.
Touya recognized that Yue was trying to keep him from harm, and for a moment, he felt bad for him. Until now, he probably hadn't had anyone to protect--with Sakura not around, and everyone watching their own backs probably. Maybe he was secretly happy to be able to protect Touya, and that was perfectly fine with him. He wasn't about to pull a 'I can take care of myself!' attitude with Yue, not if it made him a little less prone to be stuck up and short with Touya.
He followed alongside Yue and the building, staying quiet and keeping alert. Just because Yue was protecting him didn't mean that Touya wouldn't help him with a simple, 'Hey, it looks like something's coming this way and oh God it has sharp teeth'. Or... whatever things looked like here.
The field itself might be silent, and Touya was thankfully not trying to start some kind of a conversation, but unfortunately for Yue's peace of mind he didn't have any. He had to be treated to gentle chiding from his other self about being nicer to Touya, advice which he'd really rather just ignore if it wasn't for the fact he couldn't simply not listen.
Fortunately they managed to reach the shed without incident, which came as a bit of a surprise to the guardian - perhaps they had made it out early enough that the less friendly denizens weren't out and about quite yet. He glanced around briefly, noting that Touya seemed to be on watch, then examined the doors to the shed. Locked, of course, but the lock appeared weak when he rattled it; he leaned back and kicked it once, then twice, and it flew open.
Outdoors. Mele felt the breeze as soon as she opened the doors, and stood in front of it as it swung closed behind her, just watching the space in front of her. Eventually, her eyes adapted enough to observe what seemed to be two separate fights. Both sets involved human (or human-looking) fighters against animals.
Now, she thought sarcastically, that seems familiar.
She'd been watching for a few long moments before she realized she was just standing there. Old habits died hard, maybe. Mele was used to observing fights. It was so she could report to Rio-sama, but often, it provided her with intel on the enemy (particularly since her side died. all. the. blasted. time), but here...were these really enemies or just wild animals? The lights unlocking and the lights going out...Mele could attribute it to a simple power failure. But with all of the other stuff going on, the power failure idea was a little hard to swallow. Especially since someone had implied that the lights went out every night
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Unlike the time before, the yard was now clear of fog. Cross blinked, somewhat surprised as he stepped out into it. Once again there was the sound of combat, but this time he could see the source with the light of his flashlight. There were other patients here, fighting some sort of crazed animals.
He should help them, but he also needed to test out his abilities while he still had the chance. It was a tough decision, but one he made quickly. The ground around him lit up for a moment as the intricate halo formed over his head. Wings spread fully from his back (as usual, somehow leaving the clothing unharmed).
But oh, it was so draining! That wasn't usual at all! It worked, yes, but he wouldn't be able to hold them for long. How was this place capable of restricting their abilities as it did.
There was no time to think. He launched himself quickly from the ground.
There was something about the latest arrival on the field that drew attention from above, where a dark shape was perched on the edge of the building's roof. The aquila's ragged feathers rustled as it half-spread its wings, preparing to take flight - but then the prey did the same, and took to the air. Coming even closer, as though it wanted to be attacked.
The aquila was, as ever, willing to oblige a deathwish, most especially in prey so temptingly pure as this one. Without another pause it also took to the air, talons gleaming sharp and silver as it plunged to meet its incoming target.
Finely honed combat senses warned Cross of danger, and the only reaction available to him at this point, given the limits of his abilities, was to move. His wings beat forward harshly, sending him backwards and just out of the way of the first strike.
A bird, then. Similar to the one he'd seen attacking those boys before. (Were they all right? He'd have to check once he was free of this one.)
Even as he moved, he could feel himself tiring just from the use of his wings. It was ridiculous, but he'd have to bring the fight to the ground soon, somehow, though that would put him at an even greater disadvantage.
The peculiar winged creature managed to avoid the aquila's stoop, and the bird gave voice to its annoyance in a piercing shriek as it veered up again, broad wings beating against the air to regain altitude. It certainly was unusual to have prey take to the air like this, but then, it had never encountered prey quite so tempting before.
Once high enough again, the aquila abruptly turned climb into dive and plummeted directly toward the one invading its airspace. This time, surely, he couldn't get out of the way fast enough. Could he?
When he pushed the door open onto the field, Armand was panting from the exertion. But it had felt good to cast caution aside for a moment. He leaned against the wall of the building to wait for Alec to catch up. Just in case there was trouble, he held the sword up in front of himself and looked around the area.
It irritated Alec that Armand had gotten the jump on him, but he didn't want to tire himself out. He was only a few seconds behind Armand, and was wary of sneaking up on the Frenchman. If Armand was jumpy with the sword...well, he could be less one head soon, and that would be tragic.
"Nothing out there, I hope," the spy muttered...although he was itching for a fight. Just a little.
"I hope not as well. I can't see anything at all myself. I need to catch my breath a moment." The run had been foolish, and he thought now he may have irritated Alec. Not a good idea.
"I meant to climb the hedge..." He lowered the sword so Alec wouldn't worry so much about him.
Trevelyan flicked his flashlight over the playing field. Nothing he could see...and that set him on edge. It had been too easy so far - and though half of everything was luck and the other half, fate, he couldn't help but think that he hadn't exactly been lucky lately.
"Equipment shed first," he said. While it was pragmatic of him, he also wasn't entirely happy with the idea of heading over the hedge with only a knife and a pillowcase full of Vicodin at his defense. At least Armand had a sword.
It was nice to get a little fresh air after being cooped up inside all day. He was sure it wouldn't have bothered him at one point after spending months in space, but the time on Roak had changed that he thought. Clean air, time spent outdoors in a clean environment which hadn't been spoiled by so many years of industrial development. He couldn't help but stare up at the sky for a few moments though, the endless Star Ocean. It was a clear night, making it easy to see them.
"One political body... how long ago did that happen?" Daniel asked, very absorbed in his line of questioning though still aware enough to look around. He looked up at the sky, but couldn't recognize any of the stars. He hadn't expected to, but it had been worth a shot.
"Well, at least now we know we're not on Earth." It was a bit of a relief to confirm that, though it did add 'getting back to Earth' to the list of things to be done. Daniel didn't have the same knowledge of the Earth's constellations that Jack would have, but he would have recognized at least some of the stars.
"A few hundred years ago, sometime in the twenty-first century after the Third World War," Ronixis replied. He couldn't remember the exact date. There'd been so much confusion and so many other problems at the time that it had probably been the only thing that they could do.
"Mmmm, I don't recognise the stars either," Ronixis replied, frowning a little at that. It was a very Earth-like planet though, but that apparently didn't mean very much.
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Touya looked out at the field, shuddering a little at the quiet and eerie feeling that seemed to radiate from the space. He thought he saw two people standing around something on the ground, but it was a little misty so he couldn't really tell. Still, he couldn't help but shake off a creepy feeling that ran up his back--as though something was going to happen.
But that was ridiculous. He couldn't sense these things anymore, after all.
"So where's this famous shed?" he asked, squinting around in the dark.
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After he'd decided it was as safe as it could be for now, he turned slightly back toward Touya, still keeping the rest of the field in view as he did. "Northwest corner of the field," he replied, short more out of a desire not to attract attention than to be rude (this time), then set off with a curt gesture for the other to follow, staying close to the side of the building for as long as he could.
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He followed alongside Yue and the building, staying quiet and keeping alert. Just because Yue was protecting him didn't mean that Touya wouldn't help him with a simple, 'Hey, it looks like something's coming this way and oh God it has sharp teeth'. Or... whatever things looked like here.
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Fortunately they managed to reach the shed without incident, which came as a bit of a surprise to the guardian - perhaps they had made it out early enough that the less friendly denizens weren't out and about quite yet. He glanced around briefly, noting that Touya seemed to be on watch, then examined the doors to the shed. Locked, of course, but the lock appeared weak when he rattled it; he leaned back and kicked it once, then twice, and it flew open.
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Outdoors. Mele felt the breeze as soon as she opened the doors, and stood in front of it as it swung closed behind her, just watching the space in front of her. Eventually, her eyes adapted enough to observe what seemed to be two separate fights. Both sets involved human (or human-looking) fighters against animals.
Now, she thought sarcastically, that seems familiar.
She'd been watching for a few long moments before she realized she was just standing there. Old habits died hard, maybe. Mele was used to observing fights. It was so she could report to Rio-sama, but often, it provided her with intel on the enemy (particularly since her side died. all. the. blasted. time), but here...were these really enemies or just wild animals? The lights unlocking and the lights going out...Mele could attribute it to a simple power failure. But with all of the other stuff going on, the power failure idea was a little hard to swallow. Especially since someone had implied that the lights went out every night ( ... )
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Unlike the time before, the yard was now clear of fog. Cross blinked, somewhat surprised as he stepped out into it. Once again there was the sound of combat, but this time he could see the source with the light of his flashlight. There were other patients here, fighting some sort of crazed animals.
He should help them, but he also needed to test out his abilities while he still had the chance. It was a tough decision, but one he made quickly. The ground around him lit up for a moment as the intricate halo formed over his head. Wings spread fully from his back (as usual, somehow leaving the clothing unharmed).
But oh, it was so draining! That wasn't usual at all! It worked, yes, but he wouldn't be able to hold them for long. How was this place capable of restricting their abilities as it did.
There was no time to think. He launched himself quickly from the ground.
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The aquila was, as ever, willing to oblige a deathwish, most especially in prey so temptingly pure as this one. Without another pause it also took to the air, talons gleaming sharp and silver as it plunged to meet its incoming target.
[tiassa~]
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A bird, then. Similar to the one he'd seen attacking those boys before. (Were they all right? He'd have to check once he was free of this one.)
Even as he moved, he could feel himself tiring just from the use of his wings. It was ridiculous, but he'd have to bring the fight to the ground soon, somehow, though that would put him at an even greater disadvantage.
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Once high enough again, the aquila abruptly turned climb into dive and plummeted directly toward the one invading its airspace. This time, surely, he couldn't get out of the way fast enough. Could he?
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When he pushed the door open onto the field, Armand was panting from the exertion. But it had felt good to cast caution aside for a moment. He leaned against the wall of the building to wait for Alec to catch up. Just in case there was trouble, he held the sword up in front of himself and looked around the area.
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"Nothing out there, I hope," the spy muttered...although he was itching for a fight. Just a little.
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"I meant to climb the hedge..." He lowered the sword so Alec wouldn't worry so much about him.
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"Equipment shed first," he said. While it was pragmatic of him, he also wasn't entirely happy with the idea of heading over the hedge with only a knife and a pillowcase full of Vicodin at his defense. At least Armand had a sword.
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It was nice to get a little fresh air after being cooped up inside all day. He was sure it wouldn't have bothered him at one point after spending months in space, but the time on Roak had changed that he thought. Clean air, time spent outdoors in a clean environment which hadn't been spoiled by so many years of industrial development. He couldn't help but stare up at the sky for a few moments though, the endless Star Ocean. It was a clear night, making it easy to see them.
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"Well, at least now we know we're not on Earth." It was a bit of a relief to confirm that, though it did add 'getting back to Earth' to the list of things to be done. Daniel didn't have the same knowledge of the Earth's constellations that Jack would have, but he would have recognized at least some of the stars.
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"Mmmm, I don't recognise the stars either," Ronixis replied, frowning a little at that. It was a very Earth-like planet though, but that apparently didn't mean very much.
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