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-Fire burns burns his hands and mind burning mind burning stop or death in fire, cool the fire fire.- Sesshil contemplated the wind's words. Certainly they weren't about mild mannered Plato. The demon woman was used to ambiguous running commentary from the air around her. It knew so much but did not think like a living creature thought. Demons like herself lived a long time, but had a birth and a life. The wind's conciousness was an eternity and lack of identity that came from constantly being recycled from other pieces of yourself.

"I would love to accompany you on your journey. I find myself currently unengaged." she smiled at him, twirling around once and knocking an itchy horn against the wall, gauging a rivet in it as they walked along. She pulled back again and shook her head, letting the dust fall off of her horn and out of her hair.

The wind slowly died to a soft breeze that seemed to stay close to Sesshil's skin, lifting her hair and clothing slightly as she continued to follow Plato.

"No, not recently," Sesshil responded somewhat dreamily. She had always found Plato to be somewhat refreshing in his brevity, and emulated it when around him. She really had nothing much else to say and followed along slightly behind him in her fluid fashion, heeled boots clicking on the pathway.

Her eyes drifted lazily from side to side, taking in the sights and smells of burning human flesh. Ah, the aroma of home.

"It feels right." he already said he saw it, and saw no reason to repeat himself. "Look, we need to get the Angels out of the way, it's our top priority." He braced himself, if they weren't going to listen, he was done. This was the reason he needed to attack them. The reason to save everyone. "They have a bomb. A purge. If they use it, it will wipe everyone out but the Light. Our empire would turn to dust in mere seconds. That is why we must act now. If you don't listen, I'll find someone else to save us."

((I was assuming that we would find your brother. Then we would interact with the people there and go onward. I joined you because it gave me a reason to join them so that more characters would be in the same place, because it usually causes more dynamic interactions. If you have no way of actually locating him, and if I have your permission, my character can follow wind whispers to find him.))

Sesshil gave out a laugh that was like bells on water. It resonated across the hall and echoed back at them causing the wind to stir again a little more heavily.

"Dear, do you even know where you are going?" she, for some reason, found this extremely amusing. Here she was looking for direction and had decided to take it from someone who had not a clue of their own. She twirled and laid her hand gently on the shoulder of a large spiked demon who was headed down another hall.

"Excuse me, friend, but have you seen Fenrir?" the demon gave out a roar.

"Yeh," he grunted. "Saw'm yesterdayy." the look on his face did not denote a happy meeting. Perhaps he had gotten beaten by the smaller foe and was still feeling the stings on his pride? She shook her head and spoke slowly.

"Have you seen Fenrir today?" The demon shook his head and a small imp flew up to sit on his shoulder. His tiny voice screeched like nails on a chalkboard.

"I DID," he squeaked, turning about on the spot. "He's with GRATHRYM." Sesshil smiled delightedly.

"Oh good, and where are they now?" the little imp screeched again and turned a backflip.

"How the F*CK should I know! Just me, I'm just little ME I leave the demon king all alone. They were with some SOOPED up HUUUMAN, though. Weird strange not sure why-HEE." he sat down and promptly began grooming himself. The bigger demon he was perched on had become bored of their conversation and had begun to meander away. Sesshil turned to Plato once more.

"Well, we know more than before, I suppose." her smile in his direction was radient.

"Yummy," Sesshil replied, pleased that they were actually headed somewhere now. She gave the imp and demon a wave that she didn't notice them not notice. Around her the air spun in tiny tornados of energy.

-Can feel the pulling the watching the watching he sees he sees he looks and pulls at the lifelines!- Sesshil gave a little frown of confusion, having no way to tell whether her air companion was trying to warn her of someone watching, or inform her of something entirely unrelated. It was frustrating at times. Convincing it to be straight with her was really beyond her. Mostly she used it to make herself out the diviner. People would ask her questions, she would ask the wind. It would reply ambiguously or not at all, and if it did she would relay the message and let them make of it what they would.

Grathrym, Fenrir and a human, hm? Well, hopefully something interesting would be about.

At about this point in time, Plato didn't seem to care that Sesshil was still following him. He kept going towards the new building. But he stopped just outside the entrance. Plato looked up at the immense building. What had Grathrym done? Had he made an alliance with the humans? It could prove useful. But on the other hand, it could spin around and bite them in the butt later by the humans trying to take them out of the picture later. But Plato pushed all of those thoughts to the back of his mind for the time being. They would be answered in due time anyway.

Plato suddenly held out his left arm to the side to stop Sesshil from going past him. "He's in there." was all Plato said this time before starting to walk forward into the building. He made his way past all the people they saw along the way. None of them really dared to stop them seeing as they were demons after all. The threads led Plato all the way to the testing room where Grathrym, a human, and Fenrir were. The older of the twin brothers stepped to the side and waited near the doorway, waiting to be noticed or the time to actually say anything. The reason for this was because he wanted to find out what was going on and why Grathrym had Fenrir imprisoned in a cage of his black flame.

"It seems we have visitors now. Your borother is here Fenrir. I wonder what he would think with you in this cage. And it looks as if Sesshil is here as well. What is your borther doing with her I do wonder." Grathrym looked at Alaric. "As for your previous question I intended to use this shiled to protect us. I intentionally plan on fusing our power with the shield. It will keep us all safe from this purge." Grathrym walked up to the energy shield. "Watch." Grathrym chants a small incantation. and purple and black energy pulses surge visably through his body. He shot his arms forward and the pulses shot through the ground. He raised his energy from the ground and it fused with the shield. A large purple shield surronded his body. "I can make it follow me by pushing it with my aura. Does this answer your question?"