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It was the last straw for Isaura when a gun was pushed against the vampires head, she dropped her illusion and now stood easily head and shoulders above the humans. Rearing back she kicked out her forelegs before surging forward to aid the poor vampire.

Isaura drew one of her dual blades that hung around her waist where her human body conected to her pure white horse half and sliced the gun in two before coming to a stop inbetween the vampire and human. The centaur glared down at the man, pointing her drawn blade at him daring him to do anything.

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Artemis perched, watching the male that had been hanging useless at the back of the group writhe in agony from where Art had landed on him. He then noticed the rather large and impressive male slice a gun with a rather regal air about him, and a centaur make her appearance.

Artemis glanced at the clock tower to his right, knowing that the situation was now dealt with by the justice guy, and noticed that it was nearly time for the meeting. Artemis sprinted to the other end of the building and swan dove off of the edge of the roof, twisted at the last minute and landed on his feet. His wings, ears, talons and feet crackled and faded to suit the mundane human appearance as he walked the short distance to the meeting place.

Unknown to him, a small gaggle of teens had been lingering on a corner. They spotted him walking past and noticed the feathers sliding into his arms, and decided to follow him. The four of them (including one who was part of a photography course) crouched around the corner of the building, heated whispers discussing what the hell was going on.




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Harry let out a growl as he was cut in the shoulder. He glared at the creature, as he clutched his shoulder, glancing down for a moment towards his now destroyed gun. This was like the time about a few days ago when he got bitten by one of these monsters. God damm things.

Charlie stared up at the Centaur with awe as the two men looked at each other and sprinted off, leaving Harry alone with the 'monsters'. Harry swore at the two, cursing them.
"I hope you both ********' die painfully, ya cowards!"
Charlie smiled at the centaur.
"T-Thanks! I thought I was a goner."

Isaura glared at the retreating humans and spun her blade once before sheathing it at her side. She looked down at the vampire, her expression softer and a small smile of her own graced her features.
"No problem, Shrimp. I was happy to help."
She turned so she was facing the exit/enterance of the alley.
"You headed to the meeting? I'll give you a lift if you are, bending distance really comes in handy when you gotta get somewhere quick."

(Yay! Percy Jackson reference FTW XD)

Harry cursed loudly and backed away from Zuzen, before sprinting past the creature. Once he had run past it, he looked back, watching the thing's huge sword just...dissapear. He growled. Looking at those...things....made him feel sick. Sighing, he looked back to face where he was going and did a double-take. He swore he saw...something....out of the corner of his eye. The dark haired man shook his head. Maybe he was just tired? He hadn't been sleeping very well recently anyway. His dreams were confusing to say the least, but he could hardly remember them when he woke up, all he could remember was how terrified he had been.

Charlie nodded, smiling.
"Yeah I was just on my way there when those guys started chasing me..."
He paused.
"Uhh anyway....I'm Charles, by the way. Charles Holtzer, but everyone I know calls me Charlie. You?"
He gave the centaur a grin that just showed off his slightly-more-pointed-than-your-average-human's canines.

A cloaked figure stepped out of the shadows of a nearby alleyway, walking up to a aged door and the perfect entrance for those who had a habit of being discreet. Of course, simply calling Haruhiko's constant dulling of presence a "habit" is somewhat of an understatement. Stealth was a necessity in his occupation. This man was a spy, and not just any spy, a demon incarnate, dream eating spy, who looked forward to these moments intently. Meeting so many of his peers at the same place was the perfect oppourtunity to expand his customer base, whilst also allowing some of his more veteran customers the oppourtunity to declare an interest in any particular information over the coming year. After all, although a spy, at his core, Haruhiko could care less about any and all bigger pictures, especially to do with the world he had originated from. To him, embracing at least the luxuries of humanity had become a passion, the odd trinket, broke up the monotony of his nomadic career choice.

Which is why he fervently anticipated this day: the spy had the oppourtunity to make a ton of dosh, especially since some of the more predatory inhumans needed his abilities to survive. Others, of course, had other, much less clear reasons to broke information with him, one in particular was perhaps the closest thing he had to a friend: a buisness partner. Alek was a shady sort of person who never made his aims or history clear publicly... no wonder Haruhiko felt simpatico with him. Regardless of the little personal information the two disclosed, the amount of times they had met for buisness purposes had formed a relationship. In fact, Haruhiko had made it an annual tradition to jump his "boss" at these meetings, sneaking through the backdoor, and seizing an oppourtunity to pop out and surprise his elder. This year would be no different, he thought, slinking through the evergreen meeting place's back door, full of optimism at the day's prospects.

Alek called back to Lillith from his position beside the entrance to the building, where he noticed a few figures outside.
"Lilith, you can get acquainted with our guests once the rest of them arrive... I need you back here on crossbow duty... And there are some damn kids outside!"
He watched the re-coloured world through the monocle squirl slightly.
"And it looks like there are more otherworlders on the way too."