Graveyard

[Lord Yawgmoth]

Yawgmoth was rather....surprised to say the least that she hugged him. His tail twitched in reflex and pointed at her, but he refrained. Being in near constant battle hugging or doing anything surprising from behind the dark titan just enacted his reflexes. Sighing softly as she let go. Bah, what the hell had he gotten himself into with this one. He wasn't one for affection usually. Sooner or later she'd realize that and leave like the rest. Oh well, he thought. Better enjoy it while it lasted. He said nothing though, determined for once not to ruin the moment by opening his back yap. Turning to the side Yawgmoth slid his left around her tiny frame and pulled her closer to him for a brief moment. It would definitely weird and almost..forced on his part. He was definitely not used to things like that. Letting go his hand almost immediately slid off and went back to his side, now just kind of...waiting.  

[Lucifer-Ann]

Luci blinked, surprised that he actually hugged her in return. She would never expect him to, him being, well, Yawgmoth. She smiled some into him before he released her rather abruptly. She chewed at her lower lip, shoving her hands into her pockets, not knowing what else to do now. She should probably start training or something. Just in case. Not now specificly, but sooner or later. She looked up at the sky, standing in the middle of an empty graveyard.

 

[Lord Yawgmoth]

Yawgmoth's crimson orbs still remained on the necropolis. "It's time to go Luci." he replied in a low tone. "We have many things ahead, no more time to waste. Are you coming with us?" he asked extending his hand that had just hugged around her. If she took it he was going to take them away, he hadn't exactly figured out where yet. But somewhere.  

[Lucifer-Ann]

A stone settled into the pit of Luci's stomach when he said it was time to go. Everything seemed to rush up in a tide before subsiding, nagging at her mind. She didn't bother looking over to him, though her small hand slid into his, gripping it lightly. Time had ran away and they had to catch it.

 

[Lord Yawgmoth]

With only a smirk on his face Yawgmoth's energy matrix tripped, the air around them grew hot and stuffy for a brief second before they vanished as the matrix discharged. The same method he'd used to kidnap her previously was now a fancy exit. At least this time she was willing.  

[Blind Light]

The Gigantos walked into the graveyard at a leisure pace, taking in the sceanery. His facial features were hidden like they nomrally were, but in his eye there was a strange show of saddness. After several minute of walking he got to a gravemarker he had not been to in a very long time, the grave of Rayne. He looked at the grave for a moment before moving on, looking for something else.

 

[Blind Light]

Eventually he reached a nice, large, empty area. With a snap of his fingers a large shovel appeared in his hand and he began to dig a hole. He could have dug out this area with some kind of magic, but that would be unhonorable. No, it should be done by hand. And so he continued to dig.

 

[Blind Light]

After a long time he had a very deep, large hole dug. He looked down at it with a small smile as he undid his scarf and set it into the ground before sitting down, letting his feet go into the hole. With a slight flick of his wrist the eyepatch flew off of his face and into the hole. He gently touched his left eye, keeping it closed so that he could feel the scar on it. Then he sighed and laid back as he looked into the starry sky.

 

[Blind Light]

After a small nap Axel woke and looked around. For the first time in a long time he opened his left eye, looking out at the world with the evil, yet beautiful sight the silver eye possessed. After a moment he closed the eye and snapped his fingers. On his lap appeared a large slab of marble, a large hammer and a chisel. Carefully he picked up the hammer and chisel and began his work.

 

[The true_dreamer]

Fox came out to this place to be alone for a moment, the vortex of darkness that he made last night. He steeped out of it as he did his Black duster flew up from his moshions yo make this vortex then he hoped on top of a large toum that was siting there, It was his own. Siting on the peak of the angled roof his feet hung down and swayed back and forth as eh seemed to be humming to hims self.  

[Skyeheart]

Skyeheart cautiously wandered through the maze of tombstones.
There seems to be nothing left, as I suspected.
Everything here must have been taken into the necropolis.  

[Curelara]

"Hey there stranger!", a voice spoke rather cheerfully. A slender woman was standing, perched ontop of a tombstone, one that had been luckly left behind. She had a content smile on her face, showing her intrest in the surroundings, and the man infront of her.  

[Skyeheart]

"Alanna."
The dragonewt knight stepped closer to his death messenger friend.
Smiling even at times like these.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Things busy in the underworld?"  

[Curelara]

"Would saying it's like 'Hell' down there be a contridiction?", she continued to grin chuckling lightly. She bent down, still ontop of the grave marker. Alanna eyed up her old freind. "Well, besides you still being a dragon knights. What seems to be troubling you?" Alanna tilted her head, speaking her mind after watching him examine the place.  

[Skyeheart]

"You haven't noticed the missing or lack of souls then?"
Skyeheart looked up towards the floating citadel.
"Yawgmoth's created an undead city in preparation to conquer RDS."