Successful Mission [Traverse Town, Open, Incomplete]

[oboroou]

He was taking great pains not to be seen. The flowing dark robes wrapped about his body, obscuring everything but his eyes, helped him blend somewhat into Traverse Town's perpetual night. He feared nothing on the streets, but for how his movements were tentative. He had learned interesting things in his first few days of observation, but he had yet

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[darchihaya]

It had started out with an idea that Chihaya thought that would work, or at least he hoped it would work. He had found it in one of his books. The general idea was to very quickly be able to contact the other Angels without really giving away their position. There was no way that he was going to start another battle with them, so this seemed like the best solution

[oboroou]

For all that he was indulging a fit of brooding, Oboro's senses were still bright. Despite the pale illumination of the lamps and starlight, he could immediately tell when there a figure in the plaza below him that had not been present before. The outline was fuzzy at first, with only the brightness of its clothes standing out against the night's shadow. As the person's appearance caught Oboro's attention, the fine spreading dark hair and another pair of fuzzy darknesses came into focus in his vision. His heart abruptly pounded in his chest as he realized the fuzzy darknesses spreading from the person's back were actually wings... black wingsOboro's mind raced back to memories of his world's winged-race, the Onkami Yomukai. Wise above all other races and masters of magic, the Onkami were truly what linked the material to the divine. There was no greater gift than the Onkami's blessing, no greater curse than their censure. Had one of them following him to Traverse Town, despite his orders?? No, that wasn't possible-- the Onkami were

[darchihaya]

Despite the fact that the words were not menancing, Chihaya still found himself jumping just a little, dancing back a little bit, as the man appeared in front of him. His face flushed with embarrassment. He had often been told that it was better to strike first, and then ask questions, but that was not something that he usually did. Chihaya always wished to believe that people were kinder than they sometimes were. If he had to

[oboroou]

Oboro's eyebrow twitched slightly as he listened to the fair-faced young man speak. This is his idea of a country town? Traverse Town was bigger than any single settlement in his entire kingdom