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Gazing up into the cloudy sky, Oru watched the rain fall. This weather reminded him of home, and the family he'd left behind. Pulling a small carving from his sachel, Oru's gazed turned downward upon the statue, eyes misting over with tears.

The carving was of more creatures like him, so masterfully carved it looked like someone froze a moment in time. Rubbing a few fingers long each of the figures in turn, Oru couldn't hold back the teares any longer, the fact that he'd never see them again, really hitting home.

This pain, Oru felt now, the pain of being alone, was horrifying. He'd been lost, scared to death, and even mortally wounded in battle before, but none of those feelings came close to how this felt. The knowledge that he could never see his family again, if he wished for them to live, and that the people of this plane would likely not accept him.

The thunderous roar of a gunshot quickly broke Oru from his daze. Placing the carving back, Oru got to his feet the best he could in his condition, looking around for the source. Unable to see the being, Oru decided it was for the best, pulling his hood back over his face, continuing on upon his hopeless journey.

OOC: Exit to Demon Hordes.

Grumbling, Fate stepped out from the bar onto the street corner and began to walk briskly, her heels clicking. Oh, the nerve of that Lycanthrope, digging in what business is mine! Why do I bother? I should've finished his minion off, minded my own pardon. Curse it all! A slight snarl was about her lips, the cool night air caused her hair to bristle slightly on the back of her neck. Violently, Fate threw herself against a wall and yanked out a cig Marishka had given to her. Perhaps these things did calm someone down. Lighting it, she placed into her soft lips and held it for a moment.
..What was she going to do?

Scensing Jaden, Fate gasped. He's nearby.. She leapt onto a rooftop for a better view. Fate spotted him, thinking to herself. Where are you headed..? Holding her breath, she stayed put, unmoving.

Alright, where did those two vampires go? Jaden sniffed the air. Anne was harder to track because she could turn to mist. Fate was a different story however. He got down on all fours ignoring the people staring at him and sniffed the ground. She'd been around recently but where was she now? Jaden got up and started slowly into the city.

Fate growlingly stalked from the bar. Sipping her Bloody Mary, she walked briskly. Her heels clicked upon the cement as her silky hair swayed about her shoulders and back. A stern look was in her fierce crimson eyes. She was not a force to be reckoned with on this night.
Stupid people, nothing makes any damned good sense anymore! Muttering, she considered what she was thinking. Of course Fate didn't mean it to a certain level, but in the mood she was in, no one would be able to tell.
A few stared at her tactics, and she shot a violent look. They backed down and continued on with their latter objectives.