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"I am sure you have. Have you seen a tall man with red hair and a cape around here by any chance?" The lady asked, looking at the statue.

It was glowing in the night, and the sun was dying on the horizon. The darting colors and shadows in the sky were becoming easier to see, but less so deep in the town where lights were going on in many houses.

"Alright," Angela replied. She glanced at the rapidly darkening sky. "It's also getting late. I hope some of the others found an inn or at least some form of shelter. I don't think I want to sleep outdoors tonight." She and Zen began to retrace their steps to the fountain. The girl in Zen's arms had quietened down now. Angela smiled a little. She was like a wild kitten--all teeth and claws at first but now that she'd found a warm spot, she seemed content enough.

"By the way," she said aloud. "Don't you think it's a bit strange--we've seen a few people but no one seems particularly surprised to see us. I mean, you have to admit. We make an odd pair. Think this sort of thing happens often? Or are they just afraid?"

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Motioning for Hatira to follow, Javor quickly led the way out of the inn, much to the innkeeper's dismay. Still, she had other prey so fortunately she didn't follow them.

The two of them were able to retreat back toward the fountain.

"Well," Javor said. "We did find an inn. But I don't think it would be wise to recommend it to the others." He paused a moment. "I wonder if our shoes are still on the beach?"

((Wow . . . Soul . . . . way to suck the character out of my character when you godmodded me. >_> You Godmodder, you.))


She took in a deep sniff if the humans and thought for a moment. They would be staying in the area for awhile. She could wait. She would wait. Best not make trouble that would all the meatbags off. No, she wanted them to stay. She nodded to them slowly, eyes fixated on the one with the fat head. "Have a . . . good day," she said.

They left. She stared at the door for a minute after it had been closed, eyes looking past the human before her. She flicked her eyes back over it and scanned it from head to toe. It was alone, she sensed. It gave off a solitary scent. Her eyes went back to the door, and then back to the human. It said something to her, she she wasn't listening. Instead, her eyes surveyed the room for a suitable instrument. Nothing. She glanced at the human again.

"Hold on . . . Jack."

She slipped into the back room once more, closing the door behind her. She looked around wildly for something she could use, now salivating in eager. She hurried into the small kitchen and threw open cabinet doors, looking for the perfect tool. She found it: a heavy iron frying pan. She twitched and hugged it to her chest, spinning around in a circle and jumping down. Her heart began to pace as she was getting ready for the kill. But she was smart, not hasty. If she ran back in the way she left, it would see her and run. No.

She looked around - there was a window in the kitchen. She opened the window and threw the frying pan out first, then climbed out of it herself. Cannibal Cleo picked the pan up from the ground and wiped it clean. She didn't want to get dirt on her food.

She slithered against the wall, and tip toed around the corner. She paused in a crouch when she got to the door, then threw it open and charged for the human, letting out a battle cry. She whacked it once on the head with the frying pan and rendered it unconscious. She squatted and looked at it. Funny name that is - Jack.

She ripped off some pieces of it's shirt, then binded it's hands together and its legs together. She hauled the body over her shoulder and was about to leave when she spotted the pan on the floor. She grabbed it with her left hand and toddled off to the back room. Waste not, want not.


She left the way she came, going through the backroom and down the hall. At the end of the hall was a room with an open window, large enough for her to crawl through. She threw the pan out first, then dumped the body out after it. Once she crawled out and looked around for a moment, she threw the human over her back and picked up the pan, crawling and tiptoeing away from town. Once a bit ways into the jungle, she burst out into a sprint, yodeling among the trees and bushes, calling to the Others at the Nest to prepare for a meal.

"............ Ugh yeah...." the woman could see the guy's confusion. She torqued her hat back to show her sea green eyes.
"Lets go find Zensekai shall we?"
She motioned for them to follow her, and she headed straight off in the direction of the energy signature she could feel off in the distance. She knew it well, and she could feel he was as confused as the two demons following her clicking heels.

"Yes, I do sense some kind of fear here. It has something to do with the sea..." Zen mumbled to Angela while shaking his head at the odd child he was carrying. He then saw something move out of the corner of his slitted eye. It was the sky.

He looked up while walking and reaching the fountain. It was dark enough to see it now, the dancing colors and flying shadows above him. He starred for a while, piecing some bit of the puzzle together.

[[CRAP I WAS AT SCHOOL T__T]]

The girl sat down near the edge of the island. Her voice became humble as she whispered softly. " If only I knew that they were alright..." She took off her socks and school shoes, feeling the cold water tickle her feet. She never took her eyes of the sea which was surrounding the island..

Janine Delilah, known as J.D slipped her shoes and socks on before walking back to the fountain, sighing softly. Obviously, population multiplied when she was near the sea.

She adjusted her geeky glasses before proceeding to sit near the fountain