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[[OHOHOHOHOH! Have to pole smash into the storage area!]]

OOC:...you are kidding me right? 10 pages worth of posts in a day!?!?! You people have got to start going to school.....*sigh* well I'll see what I can do.

((and to add on to that awhile back i made an update post. 3nodding page 26 3nodding ))

While the world and its protectors are going on with their lives rebelling against the gods, a beam of light shoots down and strikes the earth. after all the dust clears an Angel appears lieng down but unconcious from the landing.

Then a few hours later he wakes up and wunders were he is. Then he has flash backs of Great men siting in chairs and him in front of them, he sees the lips moving but no words. Then he looks around and he sees carvings in the trees. He slowly gets up and walks to them. They were names, he reads them out loud, Ryn, Aubry Rosewater,Kimik Kohana, Nendir, ohijro Miharo, and Allen Walker. He finds the names familliar but dosent know why. He turns around and sees a town and slowly walks to it.

((Here for about 15 minutes, gone for 15 minutes, back then.))

The city named "Chicago" most definately was vaguely frightening at night. At least, it would have been if it weren't for the fact that Mark had long ago crushed the slightest glimmer of fear amidst the darkness, since it no longer even truly existed to him. Every black alley, every dark window was taken in with interest, its contents examined and memorized in case he ever needed... dead mice. You never knew when you needed dead mice.

This alley, however, had caught his eye in particular. Two girls, both in their teens, had gotten into the dead end with no particular obvious mode of transportation. The alley lacked a fire escape to come down, and nobody had ran it. It mystified him, but that didn't matter. It was another chance to get aquainted with the natives. He turned to the girls in the alley, raising an eyebrow, not wanting to accost them in any way. Surely he'd look threatening with the primarily dark clothing. He'd wait for them to at least notice him before he did anything. He stopped directly at the end of the alley, looking straight ahead as though waiting for something or someone. It was a good enough ploy. Hopefully it would work.

[[few means three to five, right?]]

Sakeri eyes narrowed as she cracked her fingers.

I wonder... she thought, watching the retreating backs of the other men. Sakeri quickly returned her attention to those blocking her way.

"I don't owe any of you a cent," she said in a low menacing voice. Her jacket whirled around her as a gust of wind blew through and in an instant she streaked toward them. Gray smoke surged around her fingers, revealing a deadly set of claws. Sakeri appeared next to her first victim, her powerful claws gouged out a huge section of one man's neck. In moments, she zipped off to the next one, kicking his head hard enough to make it spin around and break his neck with a resounding crack.

Sakeri landed before the three remaining human a wicked smile playing across her lips. They were nothing more than sitting ducks waiting to be shot. Suddenly a huge yawn took hold of her, and she stretched lazily in the process.

"Kin," she grumbled stretching. "Don't you know of the Law of Yawns." She smacked her lips tiredly before stuffing her hands into her pockets. Her eyes half closed, Sakeri began to walk past the humans without giving them a second thought.

A terrified gasp sounded and metal slashed through the air. Sakeri's eyes widened as she watch the blade come down on her. She instinctively raised an arm to protect herself.

A loud chomp echoed the expanse. There was no pain. Sakeri peeked open a single eye to see that Amati's fangs had clenched down on the man's neck. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he clamped down with an audible crunch. His axe fell to the dusty dirt road with a distinctive clatter. He was dead.

The other men could only look on in horror, dropping their weapons in utter shock.

"Who are you people?" one whispered, backing away.

((Where is this occuring, and how are our groups going to meet?))