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Saloryn lifted Raven by the arm and put it over his shoulders, "I'm gonna take Raven to her appartment." He turned to go and looked over his shoulder at the pair. Then, speaking to Raven said, "How'd Moger manage to stop the b***h chick?" He walked slowly with her wondering if he should just put her on his back and run her home. Then he remembered the motocycle, and grinned.

((Exited))

Salo grinned, he put her on the back of the bike handed her a helmet and climbed on, "Don't worry I've driven one of these before... once... and I was stealing it... and I ended up hitting a wall..." he decided to stop there, he started it and took off into the streets, "Do you know which ones the breaks?"

((Exit to City))

((Pickup from 85..))

Fate's brow twitched abit. Slowly, agonizingly, she turned from her position. The moist wood clasped onto her clothes and hair. She blinked weakly, seeing Kreigor, feeling where his hand had been. "K-Kreig?" She coughed softly, a tiny blood stream running from the corner of her mouth to her pale chin.
When her delicate eyes finally gained focus, she was positive. "Oh Kreigor..!" Fate did her best to wrap her arms around him, feeling what little energy he had left draining away slowly. She hugged close, waiting for enough energy within herself to rise and get them home the short way. Hopefully they'd actually get home this time. "Darling," she muttered, "what a wreched evening.."

Fate sighed a little, not being able to place any at this moment. "If..you say so.." She trembled and pulled Kreigor closer. "I'm going to attempt..teleporting. If we wind up..someplace else, I ap-pologize."
With that, before anyone else could spot them, Fate summoned every ounce of her energy to get them back to the Residential District. "One..two.." She coughed, "..three.."

((exit))

A brittle looking wooden sailing boat drifts slowly towards the tall metal insides of the dock, and Kyrre stands on the deck. The gentle pull of the current brings the boat towards a ladder and he latches onto it and heaves himself up. A short, stubby man with a name badge approaches him and shines a torch in his face. "Sir.. what are you doing? You can't leave that here.." he says. Kyrre recoils as the light hits his face, shielding his eyes. "Okay.. okay.." he mutters, fumbling around in his pockets. He retrieves a few crumpled up bank notes and shoves them into the mans chest. "..buy some cologne" he advises, and walks away, back to the city once again. Vacations were nice, but it was also nice to come back home.

Deo stared at the water infront of him. It wasent frozen, not like the rest of his surroundings. He had a cig in his hand. Deo had found the pack sitting on an oil drum and just took em, not careing about anything but a decent nicoteen fix. He was alone...yet again. He had no family, his friends were all dead, and now, the one person who cared was gone. Deo just took a drag and sighed, stareing at the waves.