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Serrenedy fell into the shift world, materializing on her bed. She shook out her braid, and straighened her trench coat. She gripped her head. "Woah...head rush" She groaned. She got up and in an instant the maze was in her hand and charged. She rose her window, sending a charge out to kill any welps in the immidiate area. She lifted herself onto her flat roof and stood at attention, looking for her helper for the night.

Leon hadn't been waiting too long when he heard a some kind of small blast come out of one of the windows above, figuring that it was his nightly charge he was supposed to look after. He went in the building and took the stairs to the roof where he found Serrenedy, trench coat and all.
"You know...it's not a good idea to draw too much attention to where you are.." he stated, referring to the charge she'd sent out the window, "...and I think a Nightmare would still be able to tell you're not one of them." he said as he approached her, resting the staff on one shoulder as he glanced around. Keeping calm as he kept an eye out for anything....Whelps or Nightmares mostly since from what he's seen Fiends liked to stalk the streets and he hasn't really seen Voids on rooftops unless they'd chased him to one.
"What do you normally do here? I'm gonna meet with someone later and I told your sister I'd keep an eye on you..so you'd have to come with.." he said... not like it would hurt too much to bring her along...as long as she didn't start singing or do something crazy.

Night had fallen, but the pull of exhaustion no longer came to Zachary, he could now easily stay awake for nights at a time, after all, sleeping no longer rested him, but tonight was different, there seemed to be some strange pull for sleep, almost as if the Shift was calling him. Better to answer the call, he decided, and today he had to try something, maybe this is what called him, not the shift, but as a mere joke he had purchased an entire suit of platemail with a small portion of the earnings from the beam sabre he had created. This armor was for "display" but it was still as sturdy as the day he had made it, and he didn't want to encounter a nightmare again in his pajamas. The armor was amazingly comfortable and he fell asleep almost instantly. When Zachary awoke in the shift he was happy to find that the armor had indeed transfered with him, and even happier to find that it matched very well indeed with his robotic arm, so well, in fact that at a quick glance the arm could be mistakened as part of the armor. Tonight, he decided, was time to have a bit of fun and break in his new metal skin, tonight he'd hunt a nightmare.

She blinked at him, then laughed hystericly, fully throwing back her head. She showed him the Mace. "I've delt with Nightmares before darling" She purred, though not at him, she was just obsenly attached to her weppon. She stroked the uncharged mace between spikes. She blinked and replaced it. "Sorry" She said in her normal voice "This place has an odd effect on my personality, possibly lack of sugar possibly...bloodlust. I don't know" She giggled maddly once more. "Leet's go a hunting" She chirped, once agian a bit manic.

Caddy

The first picture Fenix pulled out caught Caddy completely off guard. Her body froze in an instant and her breathing halted for the few moments he held it up for. Keep yourself composed, she reminded herself. He doesn't need to know that you are too familiar with this yourself. As she followed him into his work work, she feared of the other pictures he had to show her. Maybe it was just a coincidence that one picture he had painted had what looked like whelps in it. Hopefully that's all it was. Just as she turned to him, another image was held up, this one also had whelps. Okay..so maybe he just thought up a similar image and recreated it twice. But what if it wasn't just a coincidence? What if he really was someone else who had been in the Shift. Yeah, I've heard about other people being there and even witnessed a few people dying while I was in it. But never had I met someone in the real world that didn't think I was a complete nutcase when I told them about my dreams.
Everything changed the second he pulled out a painting of a nightmare. The world seemed to stop for a second as she tried to process all of this. She wasn't alone. I'm not alone.

Fenix let out another soft sigh.. A part of him felt sad, but a smile spread across his lips. "Still opposed to spending the night?" the flirtatous thought behind the words held an almost joking tone, as they both knew spending the night hardly meant anything because sleep would result in the two of them entering the shift. "To be honest, I'm actually supposed to meet someone at the park tonight.. I'd appreciate having a little company on the way."

Zachary decided the best place to go was the park, being the center of the town it would make a great starting place for his hunt. A nightmare would be great for tonight, after all, he had just finished his warm-up on the small pack of fiends, only about three, and the armor was an excellent addition. The fiends claws hadn't even left a mark on the tempered steel surface. It did cause a slight issue on how it slowed his movements by a bit, and it was no where near as comfortable as he had origionally thought, but it was worth it. He made a note however to not get overconfident because a nightmare with a battle axe could probably do more damage than 'hadn't even left a mark'.

When he noticed Caddy's eyes start to water, he instictively stepped toward her and wrapped his arms around her. "I know.. it can be a cruel and strange world. Somehow things have a way of working out. I promise you that.. Alright Caddy? I promise everything will be fine." He pulled away to look her in the eyes. "So how about we turn off the tears and get going, hmm?" he said with a smile. He grabbed some pillows out from the closet and threw them on the couch. "As my guest, I insist you have my bed. I'll be fine on the couch." The bed was so much more comfortable anyways, but he had a way with welcoming hospitality.