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black rose realised she couldnt go outside in the day time without the townspeople atacking her.so while rose wasnt looking she apolagised under her breath.folded her wings around herself like a cape,grabd a cloake hanging on a rack close by,wrapd it around her and coverd herself compleetly.she pulld the hood over her head only showing her face and sighd thankfully sence the cloake was just long enough to hide her feet.she then secretly snuck out th back door,or window if there isnt anouther door,and headed off into the crowds of people in the town.

her tail stayed wraped around her like a belt hiding under the cloake and her feet werent even notased sence people didnt look down while they walkd.she moves threw the crowd apologising to those she bumps into and pushing gently threw others.she eventually end up bumping into malice as he is making his way to some sort of was discpvery the is is curently un aware of.she was pushed into him allmost causing him to fall over as she stumbls to the ground.her hood nearly slipping from her head and her cloake uncovering most of her foot.she quickly coverd it ageain and her head hoping no one had seen it but unaware that this MALICE guy was the leeder of the was.hed shurly notace some thing so strange in a quiwet little town like this.she quicky stood and bowd several times.

"im sorry sir..i iim so verry sorry.i was pushed i swear..its was an accadent.forgive me please."
she bows a few more times blushing as she finaly saw his face clearly.he was a handsome man she thought.but she couldnt worry about it now,she had to find her bag.she bowd ageain and started to head for the forest where she thought it might be.any one with sensative mind reading abillatys could easaly feel her unease out in the open in the crowds like this.even a non gifted person would shurly sence her fear of being mobed and having to kill ageain.but there was a slight hint of darkness to her thoughts.a hint of anger and frustration towards all of the villagers.a dark feeling keps hidden in her heart and mind for several years.one shes not aware of any more.

she continues to walk threw the crowds trying to keep her identaty hidden as she heads for the trees.

~Angel~

Angel watched the shadow, her eyes widened slightly as she
saw the blood pour out over the roof, "you "was" are sick"
her lycan tail and ears appearing as she swayed her tail violently
his wings were a sign to her that he wasn't a normal human,
but neither was she and she certainly wasn't to be taken lightly
"try me" she growled. Her eyes following his every move,
his hands on the hilt of his blade.

~Angel~

Angel quckly turned as she heard clay land on the roof behind
her "uh..." she wasn't in the mood to argue, "as long
as you can keep up" she smiled slightly before looking back
at shin tightening the grip on her gun's in each hand.

Jeiza smiled warmly as Clay patted her on her shoulder, just as a child would if they had done something right. She continued staring up, until a loud noise caught her interest. A very talkative man appeared behind her, and she turned to face him as he began to ask a series of questions. A feeling of fear began to develop within Jeiza, and she began to back away slowly. She turned her head to face in Clay direction for support, but by then he had already made his way to the top of the roof.

Jeiza turned back to look at the strange man as she heard his last question "How did you make that light?". He said to her without restraint. She held her gauntlet up and stared deeply into it with her right eye. Then she held up higher for him to look at it, because she wasn't too sure how to explain it to him with her limited communication skills.

After giving him a moment to look at it, she turned to look up at the roof top. She noticed as Clay raised both of his arms, similarly to the way she always raised her gauntlets. She smiled, and began to play a "Copy Cat" game. She slowly raised both of her gauntlets in unison. She aimed the left arm directly at the Was, while the right arm pointed straight up to the sky. He right eye once again began to target her surroundings before it finally locked on to the Was' location.

The tips of the lazor canons began to glow, as they awaited any possible signal for launch.

Malice

Walking casually towards the town from the forest, Malice seemed confident and unconcerned even though he was going into the enemy's lair. The registrar barely paid them any mind as they walked into town. None of the villagers suspected WAS attended the festival along with them.

Malice grunted from the impact of Black Rose bumping into him. His confident composure was lost for a moment and replaced with look of surprise. It was only a moment though. He was not lost for words when Black Rose apologized.

"No, no. It was my fault. My apologies, Miss. Really," the usually blunt man lied in maintaining his disguise of innocent festival goer. After Black Rose left, the fairy turned back to what he had come to do. The oddity that Black Rose was meant little to Malice as his nonchalant demeanor would suggest.

Taking Lexus gently by the arm, Malice made her lead him to where she remembered encountering the findings she reported on. They pushed through crowds of people still in the streets. Eventually finding the place of the findings, the WAS members found the destruction was already under construction and would be soon fixed up. The workers had left to enjoy the festival for the evening, but tomorrow would see the holes in the cobblestone streets filled.

Without hesitation, Malice pushed past the last group of festival goers and stepped over the small barricade erected to keep people out of the area. Not bother to look around, the fairy dropped down into one of the holes with seemingly no care as to who might have seen him do so. It was at that point Lexus was free to accompany her comrade or go see what was happening further in town.

Malice had landed in a subterranean tunnel. The stone, which made up the structure, looked old but sturdy. Odd glyphs were were carved into the stone leaving no space of the tunnel unmarked. The paint that had once decorated the underground was worn and faded. The air down there seemed more fresh than one would expect of something below ground, but the peculiarities of the place were not limited to that. Lighting up the tunnel were a number of blue, glowing orbs that floated in the air, much like the green orbs that lit up the village of WAS.

Malice only smiled expectantly as he journeyed deeper into the underground tunnels.