Welcome to Gaia! ::

*Rogue noticed him before Revan and leaped out of Revan's grip launching herself at the newcomer.*

*Reaching the ground, Jallious make a quick roll, continued running to the wall. Upon arriving there, he climbed up it a few feet and pushed off with all his force, causing him to fly through the air upside down at the arrogant vampire who's shots missed him as he rolled.*

*ducks in time to not be decapitated*

whoa rogue whats going on what i miss?

((Im just going to go, I have to do some work anyway and this is getting out of hand with people just butting in trying to be homocidal and all. Goodnight Rogue and Crow.))

(sorry bro just thought id make and entrance chill. ill edit it aight)

*enters from the shadows and looks around and see what he guesses is a lycan lunging at rogue*

rogue move!!!

*draws his katana*

who the hell are you?

*He ran down the corridors of the sewer every now and then going further underground and away from the ressurected city. Such foolishness in one person was amazing. He finally stopped in the most ancient forgotten corridors of the sewers not really sewers but catacombs. He sat down on a rusted metal cage with skeletla remains in it and started smoking a cigarette.*

"Awww, thats better."

The sewers were dark and smelt ripely of death and an array of festering objects.

'In Lor..'

He placed his fingertips around his eye sockets, as if to pluck the non-existant eyes from his head, and upon speaking the words a blinding flash of light filled the small chamber he hovered in. It dissapated after a few seconds and left two small glowing balls of brilliant blue light shining from his eyesockets. He gazed around the chamber, taking in the cracks which oozed black filth and the mountains of rats scuttling around the base of his robes.

'Much better.'

With his newfound night vision he drifted forwards to exit the chamber but stopped suddenly. He could smell them. The Lycanthropes. He had dealt with them on many an occasion, but knew they would not be best pleased with him invading their territory, which the scent suggested the sewers were.

A tiny paw poked out of his top pocket and clawed at his robes, muffled mews erupted from inside and the paw withdrew itself. A fuzzy head popped out and shook eratically looking confused.

'Hello Squee, and how are we today my furry little friend?'

The little tabby mewed at him and clawed at his robes further, he was just about to lift him from his pocket when something rattled and thudded in the pipe above him. He looked upwards and the sound got louder, he peered into the pipe but it faded into total darkness after about 5 feet restricting his view. But wait.. hadn't it been the light from the pipe which had guided him this way in the first place? He had just finished this thought when something pounded itself into the top of his head with a sickening thud. He didn't even have time to register what had happened as another six objects shot out of the darkness and crashed into him with amazing force, the impact had caused him to now be hovering no more than inches away from the floor when a final, and thankfully smaller, object hit the floor with a wet slap beside him.

'What in the name of..'

A foot. A severed foot. It lay in a mush on the slimy concrete, barely recogniseable but the remenants of toes gave it away, he noted how it somehow didn't look quite right, but then again what is there to look right about a severed and severly mangled foot? After a short pause he looked around at the several other objects that had crashed into him from above, it appeared to be a badly mutilated body, carved into many peices. Now he realised what had looked so odd, even though the body had been sliced apart and compacted into the floor, there wasn't a single drop of blood spilt, and he was sure if the neck of this person had still been in one peice, it would have revealed two puncture marks.

'Hmm.. vampires here too? Well isn't this just a diverse city..'

He quickly poked a gloved finger into his top pocket to check Squee hadn't been too badly shaken, and was greeted with another flurry of claws and mews.

'I'll be taking that as a yes then.. Por Zen Uus'

He wrapped his arms around himself and bowed his head upon speaking the words, and gradually he rose off the floor and into the tight fitting pipe overhead. The sounds of planes landing grew louder as he rose further, and the distinctive cry of a tannoy system confirmed his suspicions he was below an airport of some description.