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Sax yawned as he walked, kicking up small clouds of dust as he doggedly marched through the sunset-colored desert landscape. He hadn't seen anyone since leaving the small town behind, and the only large animals he had encountered had been far off in the distance. Nothing dangerous or particularaly interesting.

He wasn't in any real hurry, so he decided to pitch camp at the first likely spot he could find. It was one of the few perks of travelling completely by oneself: you could set your own schedule.

A small, rocky streambed provided an ideal spot. The brush surrounding it was tough and in places thorn-infested, but otherwise excellent cover. No large animals or hell beasts seemed to be present, and the water wasn't contaminated. In all, it was surprising no one else had built a house or inn here.

Sax pushed through the scraggly brush, leading with a shoulder and keeping his arms folded. His tough riding coat handled the thorns and sharp twigs easily enough, and he found himself in a small clearing right up alongside the stream. He sank to his knees and refilled his canteen in the clear water, thankful that he wouldn't have to ration it while he was there.

Once he had cleared off the ground, he proceeded to tie his camoflage tarp up in the brush, weighing the corners down to form a comfortable lean-to. He'd gotten pretty good at setting it up over the years. That done, he quickly built up a small fire. Wild animals were usually afraid of it, and hell beasts were rare in the wilderness, so he felt safe enough using one for light, warmth, and cooking. It got a bit nippy out here at night, and there was no sense in eating a cold meal if he didn't have to.

Once he had finished setting camp, and a small meal pack was cooking over the fire, Sax lay down on the ground next to the firepit and watched the stars appear in the night sky.

Different religions attributed different meanings to stars. The space program hadn't been too far along in mapping them when it had been halted by the massive, continuous, and expensive holy wars. At the moment, Sax was content to just enjoy the clear view out here away from city lights. He didn't know many constellations, and his sense of direction made navigation by them uncalled-for. He simply liked observing them, occasionally watching for something out of the oridinary, like a shooting star or a planet.

A sudden splash sent him scrambling to his feet. Something was trying to cross the creek toward him from the shadowed far bank.

It sounded large, but Sax couldn't tell much more. He grabbed his glaive and stood with back to the fire. If there was only one, he would probably be fine.

The shape splashing across the stream resolved into a two-tailed hellhound. It was about the size of a wolf, but with sleeker, orange and black fur. It also had evil, glowing eyes that hungered for the death of other creatures. Its yellow, broken teeth dripped disgusting, fainly toxic saliva as it snarled at Sax.

The hellhound cleared the stream, scrambling frantically up the bank, and immediately launched itself at Sax. He swung his glaive, hoping to kill it quickly and save himself some effort. The silver, mirror-like head slashed into the thing's flank as Sax twisted to the side, but the hellhound didn't die. It screamed in pain and sprawled on the ground, kicking up dust as it dragged itself back to its feet, then turned for more.

Sax tried a different approach. The next cut hit the thing on the shoulder, rendering that limb useless. Before the repulsive thing collided with him, he planted a solid kick on it's neck, driving it to the side. It collapsed in the dust, and Sax promptly brought down his glaive in a heavy chop, as if he were cutting wood, severing its spine. The creature thrashed for a few seconds, until Sax grabbed a suitably heavy rock and crushed its head.

Once he had disposed of the body, Sax lay back down and examined the poster for the Cruxis that he had torn down in the village.

He was indifferent towards most major religions. As a matter of principle, that included the up and coming Cruxis. He'd seen a lot of the worse side of religion, and he had likely been put off it forever early on. He preferred to place faith in other things than dieties and churches. It was too easy for them to either become corrupt or fanatical. The Cruxis theology actually sounded good to him, but he was still hesitant. Things that sounded that good often had a catch.

Still, a job was a job, and he probably didn't need to be a follower to get work from them. He needed the money, and a stable job would be nice for a change.

Sax finished his dinner, extinguished the fire, and crawled under the lean-to, laying his glaive alongside his sleeping bag. As he fell off to sleep, his last thoughts were of how he would convince the Cruxis to hire him.

Putting his guns down, Sera noted the marble and decidedly gave him nothing interesting to observe, nothing at all. Instead, he just simply leaned more into the building he was resting against.

Quite frankly, Sera didn't care. Or at least acted like it. If he was to do something, it would draw suspicion. 3 more minutes and then I go and join him. Till then, he would just keep his position and not bother with anything.

A levitating marble was more than enough cause to act, and acted Sera did. Not necerarrily annoyed, but cautious, Sera waited till the marble was at his "face." If it is recording anything, it will see nothing more than this doll like, black eyed, black haired "face" darkened by the shadow of a brown cowl. Truly, nothing to really note.


When the thing went to zip off, that is when Sera choose to take action. He simply leveled a pistol off, aimed, and snip, a low flash, silenced shot zipped out of the barrel at the marble. Out of habit, he reloaded the gun and prepared for anything that may come next.

Nathaniel looked back into her ruby eyes with a slight grin as an idea popped into his head.
"then lets leave. lets not stay here anymore. lets go live on earth together. pick the most beautiful spot and live there, anywhere you want. if ever there was a chance it's now. we can take Damian with us. and whenever Scarlett or Aiden needs our help here they could ask us. what do you think?"
he spoke energetically and seemed filled with hope coz he knew that hell wasn't good for Kikyo. it was so harsh on her and he just wanted her happy.

Jeohin sighed as he looked at her. he didnt know exactly what to do in this situation.
"do you want to go and talk somewhere not so full of people?"

"well i guess thats true. is there anyone else who can be temporary till they are ready?..what about Roy?"
His Irish accent coming out more as he got more hopeful

"i never said i was going to take the person out. for that would also be hard on you. i mean just to talk."
his voice was calm and smooth as he spoke