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A few minutes of riding through the streets of Durem, ignoring the fact a few strange things happened on the way, Ruuvan approached the smouldering church and stopped about five metres from where the doors were.
"I take it I should chalk this up to the Chaos, eh?" First sign of going mad: Talking to yourself. Shaking this from his head for a moment, Ruu took a few minutes to look over the ruins in an attempt to find one of those sacred petals.

Over the southwest horizon, in a way that none would really take notice unless they were to crane their necks upwards, a man in black could be seen falling from the Clocktower. It took but a few seconds, and then he was no longer falling but simply flying, skimming the rooftops of the city on a large canvas 'wing' that was carrying him closer to the buttressed roof of the Gothic Church. Though that was not his aim... he had no true aim... simply to aimlessly wander the city.

The glider came across the south end of the building, and Jin pulled down on the third wire from the left; the wing bent inwards slightly midway, and the glider spun to the left, slowly circling the church as the manipulator of the craft gazed out at the horizon, deciding where to go from here.

Gregory looked around for a minute, hoping to spot someone. Since no one seemed to be in the immediate vicinity, his brown eyes began scanning for his next destination. He thought he saw a sign that looked to advertise a bar to the southwest, and knowing them to be a congregation point for people, he chose that direction, moving at his jog/sprint down the street.

Destination: [D]Bar District

Well, nothing seemed to come of that either. Either the flying fellow didn't notice Shouyin, or simply didn't care. Though, this wasn't really worrying, the half-golem was just taking a look, he didn't actually have any intentions of going further than that. Odds were the guy didn't even know anything of value. Just another crazy flying about in this world of superheroes.

Shou took a nice deep breath, and let out a sigh that straight mellowed his entire body out. Grinning, he shook out his legs and stretched both arms cross his chest, hopping back in his Impala. He peeled out much faster than last time psyched up enough to make the drive to Barton, and then some. Oh the wonders our saviour could do to encourage himself.

He put on some industrial German metal s**t.

DESTINATION NEXT: West Field Lower/Oriental Gardens

Gamma cornered again, north. There was a scorched church nearby and Gamma sounded the horn for Gammu; he'd appreciate the sight.

"Out of my way, assholes! Military business!" He shouted to no one in particular, maybe towards the assholes in his way.

Owle entered from the direction of the University, still talking with Rage. They seemed to be headed toward the Upper West Field.

Athan stepped onto the churchgrounds, a small amount of smoke curled up from a nearby church. The structural integrity of the building looked to be in shape, but the inside must have been torched beyond recognition.

"Well, looks like somebody had fun."