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Since their arrival, Cypher had limited interaction with his fellow Cadets. Could hear them talking amongst one another from time to time through the thin door that separated his room from the hallway.

Twice he’d gone out with the intention of engaging with one of the Senshi or the Knights and learning what he could about them, their worlds, and if possible their powers. Suspected that the latter would require him to be willing to allow them to use their magic on him; Cy was not inclined to do so and was in part thankful that conversations had never reached that point. In fact, even with the help of his ComTech, he hadn’t been able to talk to any of them at all.

Although he’d never admit it out loud, he missed Velencya and the comrades there who knew him well enough to engage in conversation. Yes, he had a tendency of taking conversations incredibly literally and was often unapologetic when he got things wrong. But for the few that accepted that of him, Cy was grateful for their understanding and actually tried to be more tactful in his approach of certain topics.

As it was, he had been relaxing, scrolling through the growing database to see what the others had found out so far when he heard a knocking sound that was followed by a familiar voice

Cypher rose from the chair and opened the door where raspberry-colored eyes met those of dark teal. He nodded his head and stepped aside to invite his comrade in.

“Cadet Neryn,” he replied in a formal way of greeting as he actually held a fair amount of respect for them. “What can I do to assist?” The blaster that usually hung from his up had been set upon the desk when it seemed that sleep might be in his near future. However, the prospect of leaving the barrier and learning more about Earth was reason enough to stay awake a few hours longer.

“Understood,” Cypher turned for a moment, gathering both his blaster as well as the ComTech so that he could also take readings from the nearby vicinity.

He followed Neryn outside and almost instantly noted how both tangible and intangible the fog felt against his skin. Dense enough to touch but not thick enough to be able to hold onto or capture in a sampling container. Whatever data they could gather would have to be done out here. “I suspect it may have something to do with the atmospheric pressure as it relates to the cooler temperatures as it is colder out this evening as opposed to when it was still light out.” Hung in the air until mid-morning but cleared up by early afternoon only to return not long after the sun had set.

“As for what affects the density of it, I’m unsure.” One thing worth measuring was the distance one could see from a given point compared to what their ComTech could pick up on.

“This weather anomaly may pose a problem if it hinders depth perception.” As one who preferred fighting at a distance, it would be unwise for Cy to use his blaster when it was nigh impossible to tell who or what he might be shooting at. The last thing he wanted to do was accidentally harm a human or one of their own because they had opted out of the GPS function. “Would you care to assist me in determining the distance with which we can clearly see compared to what our technology is able to sense?”

“I am also curious to know if different elevations may be impacted by this fog.” The hillside with which they had been utilizing as a base of operation was higher up than some of the city streets in Destiny City. Made him wonder if the water vapor thinned if they found someplace even higher to stand upon.

“Ready,” Cypher nodded his head.

He counted each step as Neryn proceeded into the fog and when his comrade stopped he spoke into the commlink, “Visibility is still normal at ten paces.” He knew that they would be able to hear him without the device but for research purposes, it was best to keep meticulous notes rather than relying on memory alone.

When they got to twenty steps away he communicated, “Visibility is now reduced by ten to fifteen percent.” Not unexpected but still surprising at how rapidly Neryn’s form was beginning to fade into the foggy veil.

Cypher’s lips pressed together in a thin line, his piercing red-colored eyes scanning the foggy veil with wary skepticism.

Paranoid? Not exactly a word he’d use to describe his comrade. Cautious perhaps but very level-headed. From what he knew of Neryn, they had an analytical mind; not generally one to act on emotions as opposed to facts, much like himself. One reason why Cypher felt like the two of them got along or at the very least had a level of respect that made being in each other’s presence more tolerable.

Instinctually, Cypher placed a hand on the blaster that remained in the holster clipped to his side. A quick glance down at his ComTech revealed no powered signatures in the area, or Velencians for that matter. Could have possibly been a wild animal, but he suspected it would have had to have been something big to spook Neryn.

“Perhaps we can use a drone to better map out the landscape once the fog clears.” He kept the conversation on topic out of wary caution that they might not be alone out here. Best to keep them a passive observer and let them leave instead of instigating a fight where getting separated would be far too easy.

"I think we should turn in, for now at least." Chill from the fog could be felt through his uniform and he didn't want to be caught outside with teeth chattering since he was not yet climatized to the weather here yet.

Once Neryn had joined him, Cypher kept a wethered eye on his ComTech in case something was out there stalking them while they walked back towards the house they'd been staying in.