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Espyn descended the last steps to the underground subway sytem, long abandoned and probably not forgotten, since he of all people could find it. The darkness was only implaed by the stench of older workers, dust, rust, and by the faint luminating pulse by a dull light over wherever. There were screens, boothes, nothing really that interested him. However it was chilly and uninhabited, just the way he'd like this.

Now all there was to do was wait for his team members, he'd only met a few of them, so it'd be wise to stay on guard incase someone other thana comrade came down, or if a teammember attacked him for lack of knowledge..

The steady hum of an engine ate away at the silence which permeated the station, making no motion to mask it's presence. The tires thudded along each step, even as the bike made it's way further down into the train station.

The rider became jarred by each step naturally, as one wouldn't normaly ride a motorcycle on them, let alone down them. The power was out... as it was in much of the city, so it was a bit odd to travel around the city, but not something he was not used to. The dull red glow of his cigarette stood out harshly, along with the main lamp of his harley, which cut a nice path for him to see.

However.... how he ended up in Carter City... and for what reasons... well, that's a tale for another time. He brought his bike to a slow halt, as he approached the main gates and turnstiles, with the two platforms on the opposite ends.

Someone stood there, illuminated by the light from his harley's lamp.

"Well, damn. Did I miss the train?"

(( Sorry if I'm slow, gotta deal with muh baby. ))

The young boy looked at him, taking in his shadowed features, part of them hidden against the motionless train that lay on the dead tracks beneath it. Espyn flicked his head to the side, displacing his vibrant blue hair that was dank and colournless in this realm, however revealing his solid slate eyes, a glacier-ish shade that glistened in the world of grey about him.

Outstretching his own palm, Espyn grasped Gabriel's and shook it firmly. "I am Espyn, and yes you will be hunting with me."

He looked to his side and saw another stranger, presumably a member of the coagulation as well. Espyn was new to this city so everyone wa a stranger, but this one was like one he'd never seen before. With a certain... unidentifiable mist to his appearance tainted with an ember glow that was so rarely seen in people during the latter passing days.

"Nice to meet ya."

And so the team had assembled at last. Quite an interesting combination, to say the least of it. He found his gaze turn away from the younger male, his shaded eyes turning their attention upon the cloaked figure that descended the stairs following the motorcycle and had decided to place a hand upon Gabriel's newest acquaintance.

"Well, aren't we a diverse little group?"

He followed the statement with a charismatic grin, to show the rest of the assembly that no offense was intended by the statement.

"I suppose taking the train wasn't such a good idea in hindsight, huh?"

Gabe jerked his thumb towards the stationary cars behind him, turning his head to gaze over his shoulder to complete the gesture.

"Guess we're on foot from here on out. Or are we waiting for anyone?"

Majei was sent hurtling through the darkness, this was the end of his. Or the beginning of another story. He hit pavement. From the lighting he immediately realised that he was underground. Jumping to his feet, he drew his sword and brandished it towards the many figures surrounding him.

'Who are you people!?' He shouted to them, hoping in this strange place they spoke his language. Getting almost angry with fear and confusion, he pointed his blaster to the nearest person. And screamed half in tears, half in anger at him.
'Where am I!? Tell me now!'

Hitting him that this was not the best tactic to these people if they were civilised, he dropped to his knees and buried his face in the floor, ashamed to show his tears.

He thought he would be released. And this is what he got. Was this the true hell? Was the Black Fortress just a sharade? Fear, Curiosity and Anger all pounded through his head at the same time, forcing him to scream out loud because of actual physical pain.

Majei's arrival was, to say the least, unexpected. His casual demeanor faded away as the male drew a weapon upon them, and it disappeared altogether when he demanded answers from them. Without much thought, Gabriel's right hand drew down to his thigh, thumbing aside the leather strap that secured his sidearm to the pantleg. Within an instant, the weapon was raised and Gabriel was staring down the sights, directly at the new arrival's chest.

"I suggest you explain yourself, stranger."

As soon as Majei fell to his knees, however, Gabriel felt a pang of regret within his stomach, which was soon overshadowed by the realization of added help in this particular mission. He lowered his weapon, glancing to the other members of the congregation before making any sort of action.

"......" Yellowed eyes looked over the small assemblance, taking note of each individual, before he slumped forward, arms resting along the handlebars. He figured it would be alright for the majority of them to get the introductiosn out of the way as fast as possible, since they were each here for one reason or another; of course it didn't occur to him it was most likely the obvious reason: robot hunting.

He didn't know much of what to make of the other newcomer, coming in as he did. "Well... we're off to a wonderful start."

Disorganized as hell, thrown together without a care, and now in a station as desolate as the man that was breaking down.

(( First thing's first, let's establish a posting order. ))