Izy walked silently with him, again she had taken on her emotionless stance.
Micheal dropped his head some what sad, Pyra was so upset and he didnt know what to do... he shoved his hands in his pockets and walked down the hallway, to his room he quickly changed. From his black jean and black muscle shirt to a button down formal black shirt that he left un tucked the first to buttons close to the neck were left unbuttoned, he pulled on a pair of nice black pants fallowed by black shoes then a long sleek black jacket that came down to his knees. he left it unbuttoned. His jet black hair was still a little wet and his emerald green eyes looked as though they were on a mission. He was angry. Angry that he didnt know how to help Pyra, angry at the mansion for letting the men in, angry at himself for taking HIS little sister, and Pyra out to the towns when HE knew they were dangerous. He walked out of room and towards the stairs, when he saw Izy and Fuego he stopped dead, his mission might be delayed.