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((Giyari, let's bump into N.A.T.A's character(s)? Oh, that soudns like a Scooby Doo line in your description thing!))


"Safer?" Shizuru narrowed her eyes again. How could anything be safer when it didn't make sense? Demons don't exist! She frowned, but was curious about the light. "Fine."

Just then, she saw someone in a big fancy naval hat wander into the area. "Who's that?" she asked. She couldn't see the specifis of the hat or the man's hair color because of the darkness.

((Uh, I'm going to wait for Giyari to post first.))

((Honestly, I don't know. It's up to you guys if you want to continue.))

The city was in chaos. Along nearly every street there were people running around trying to find others that they knew. Carrying Forest again for safety was Shravra, going in the direction of his shop for both rest and weapons. The simple sword that he had been carrying had been given to the skeleton before it had began defending the outer walls. In his hand was a small globe of fire that he was using to light his way along the dark streets. Finding that he knew how far away he was from his shop, he set Forest down. ”Forest. When we reach my shop I want you to stay in the top floor for safety. I'm going to go on a little adventure. I expect this place to still be here when I get back.” Pushing his door open, Forest scampered up the stairs and out of sight for the moment. Collapsing on his chair, Shrava picked up his bottle of firewhisky and a new leather flask to store it in. He would probably need it. There was just the matter of a weapon to take with him. Several minutes later he stood outside his door kitted out in a small variety of weapons. Two knifes in his belt and a long wooden pole which housed twin blade inside itself. No time better than this to be scared. Onwards to the light then. Steeling himself for whatever he would find, Shravra set off towards the mysterious light.

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”TO THE CASTLE!!” So it had fallen to this. Retreat from the fallen gate. The darkness that had fallen was only adding to the chaos and confusion that was already in place. Ian however was well suited to the dark. Ripping off his goggles to let extra light reach his eyes to make seeing easier, he watched as most of the attacking force erupted into anarchy. Unable to see anything, they had resorted to wildly slashing in hope that the person in front of them was the enemy. Most were not. For once, things at the East gate seemed to be going their way, but still the enemy soldiers pressed forward in their masses. The only thing that the lack of light had helped was the escape of the soldiers on their home ground. No better place to hide than the city you had grown up in after all. Deciding not to follow the rest of them back into the city, Ian took his chance to leap over the rooftops towards the light falling onto the north of the city. Something told him that it would be worth it.

((Meh. It's still quite slow going. You'll catch up fine.))

It wasn't that Arthur didn't realize that what he was wearing was flashy and to some extremes flamboyant. He just chose to ignore it. It was more interesting this way. If they decided to have the most intelligent thought to insult him, he had legitimate grounds to politely curb stomp them with the best of intentions. Insulting one of the king's naval officers? That's more than enough grounds to get thrown into the brig, or have one's tongue cut out, or get something rammed down one's throat side ways. Oh the possibilities were endless. Arthur LOVED positions of power.

The hat never really bothered him, and neither did the coat...when it was his own. "I could warn you of the same doc." A snide return. Sometimes Arthur really couldn't help himself. He tips his hat in a sloppy manner because it wasn't meant to be in respect. "Well since you lot aren't running the other way like all the other scared little shi~good, citizens in this city..." He corrected himself although some what reluctantly (and through gritted teeth.). ".. I'd label you as either plain stupid or gutsy." He strode past them. " Either way I'm sure we'll find out won't we?" No point in asking them what that shiny pillar of light was and wasting time they probably didn't have. They hadn't a clue either. Go figure. That's what he gets for having the tiniest bit of faith in 'landlubbers', to steal a trite label. And he wasn't even going to entertain his first impressions of them, tempting as it was he had to stay focused. They were headed the same direction as he, and that had to count for something right?

((Hmm... so should this roleplay be considered officially dead? If so, and anyone's curious, I could put together a summary of generally what would have happened.))

Maybe we could make a spin-off RP. Like, "after the events of 'City of Illusions'..."