The Building Diabolical, Metro City, Rockford Territory

[TheMagicalZombie]

Smiling slightly, Kris nodded even though he couldn't see the motion. She threw her beret onto the table, hesitantly looking toward a pack of cigarettes, Scott's favorite kind, actually. Gosh, she missed him a lot. But then he had to disappear off the face of the earth...

But she left that thought, and went down the stars, as Kris absolutly despised the elevator, making her way outside where the crisp, fresh air hit her face.

Kris used her index finger to push up her glasses as she headed in the direction to the coffee shop, a nice cup of something warm would feel nice right about now. She swiveled her head to the side to face Gill, face now blank and expressionless.

"Martin, I'm not going back. There's nothing left for me there. And you're not in charge about what I do around here, got it? The only reason I chose to come back to the group was because I know that I have to help...but don't change me. You've done enough of that already."

And so she continued on, not paying him any more attention as she stepped into the building, putting her happy face back on, snorting.

"Pretty face, my a**."

 

[The Last Anonymous]

"I dont want you to come back, Kris."


he said coldy.

"I want you to leave. Get out of metro. Now."

he said, still walking.  

[TheMagicalZombie]

Even from that far away, she could hear him. A growl in her throat and a frown on her lips, seems like a bit of that lycan woman from before was still there.

"Gill Martin, there's nothing you can do to stop me. I am coming back to System Diabolical, wether you want me to or not." Kris replied codly, rubbing the piece of shrapnel she kept on a thick cord around her neck. "And I'm sure the odds would all be against you. You can't keep me away, Gill. Most of the time, I'm the glue that keeps everything together. Tough luck. I'm staying."

 

[Master of Your Thoughts]

"Mr. Martin, I would like to inform you that I have excellent hearing, quite on par with my other abilities."

Harker strolled outside the shop, towards the "couple". Kris was human-looking for the most part. Most likely, she'd learned a little more control over when and where she changed, and that was good. He wasn't into furries. She was pretty. Should emphasize that more.

Meanwhile, Gill was being....Gill. He always called him Mr. Martin out of respect, seeing as he pretty much ran System all on his own. He'd even sent in an application after training. So far, it hadn't come back, but he hadn't seen any field work.

"So, what's going on, Kris? It's been three years, right?"  

[TheMagicalZombie]

"Aye, three long years of bloody hard work."

Kris turned around, if only to take Gill off her mind, and practically beamed up at Harker. Curse the hight difference. She tilted her head to the side a bit, her eyes seeming to crinkle up in happiness as her shades slipped a bit down her nose.

"I missed you. Hell, I missed most of the people around here...System members, and otherwise."

 

[Master of Your Thoughts]

He grinned. It was at least partially directed towards him, and having a pretty girl with her kind of skills and at least three or four years of a** kicking giving him any kind of attention warranted a smile or two. Gesturing to the coffee shop, he said "Lemme be the first one from System to welcome you back. Mr. Martin caught you, but he doesn't seem too happy at the moment," he whispered confidentially.  

[Tesunie]

Already sitting in one of the many occupied booths of the coffee shops sat Ryan, a young teen with blond hair and blue eyes that seemed to show a spark of energy in them. There was a book in his hands as we was still looking around for the source of that noise. It was loud enough to alert even a deaf person. A half eaten donut sat on a napkin near the book.  

[TheMagicalZombie]

"I know what you mean."

Kris shoved her hands into the pockets of her knee length pants, camouflaged of course, the waistband rather large, showing a peek of the black biker shorts she wore underneath. It matched rather nicely, with the tight black undershirt and the camo print vest that covered part of it.

Her lace up boots clicked on the pavement as she continued on with him, more than happy to get away from Gill. "Last time I saw him, he'd do nothing more than to kiss 'n hug me, now he's just advoiding me."

Kris gave a lengthy sigh, then turned back to Harker. "So, what have you been doing these past years? Your voice still sounds the same, though."

 

[Tesunie]

Ryan watches as two people walk in. Nothing seems out of place with them. He still hadn't found the source of that noise, but something told him he wouldn't find it anyway. He just went back to his book, taking another bit from his donut.
He kept himself calm, mostly from habit, but also to try and hide his powers as best he could. He didn't want any groups looking for him, rather to hire or to brainwash. He didn't much feel like running from the government either. Whatever the possible outcomes from his powers becoming known, he didn't want them.

A thin women leaves the counter with her order, a steaming hot coffee and a latte. She balances the cups in her hands, juggling them with her keys and her cell phone that starts to ring.  

[Master of Your Thoughts]

Harker pulled a chair out and sat down across from her. "Yeah, well, that's because it's not my real voice," he said with a grin. Ordering a cup of black with lots of sugar, he cracked his neck and tapped a small metal ring on it. "This thing is a voice regulator. Among other things, it lets me control the pitch, volume and frequency of a vibration, which then creates sound that i control to an extent. The scream was for...well...I still have my old power. Screaming." Just to prove he was right, he ran his finger around the edge of a wet glass left on the table by a waitress and listened to it suddenly grow in volume to a soft melodic tone.  

[Lock_Wolf]

Zee looked at the city, maybe here. Here were the 'System' was, he would help them. And pray to God that he didnt go berserk killing everything in sight. "A new start. No. Just a turn in the road, I can live with that. Lord help me." Zee continued into the city, he wasn't to well know here, so it should be easy for him to just walk down the street side, but something weighted him down. It had been so long since he had seen streets, it was really.... strange. "Wow..." It was all he could say.  

[TheMagicalZombie]

"Hot chocolate, shaken, not stirred. Extra whipped cream, and a cherry on top." That was her usual. Caffeine made her a bit more hyper than most people wanted, so she took the easy way out, and ordered something that would appeal to her sweet tooth.

"Hmm. Maybe one day then, you'd just have to show me your real one, so I can have something to remember you by, if I ever do leave? Not that I think I'll get kicked out of here, but...you know?"

Kris sighed, resting her head head on the coffee table. "Wonder why he's like that..."

 

[Master of Your Thoughts]

Harker cocked an eyebrow at her. She seemed really down...and he expected her to order alcohol, even in a coffeeshop. Still, aside from the load of brown happiness she was about to recieve, she seemed down.

So Harker lowered his head to her level and looked at her. "You know what i do when someone's down?" he said to her. "I tell them that they need to lighten up. Grow a pair of wings. In fact, i tell them to...Come Fly with me, come fly and fly away...if you're in the mood for exotic booze we'll go to South Bombay..."

Usually, it wouldn't be so strange. But the thing is, he sounded exactly like Frank Sinatra.  

[TheMagicalZombie]

Kris rested her hands in her lap, but her fingers began to curl into her palms, kneading into her upper thighs. It was a rather catish thing to do, but it still seems like some old habits didn't go away. For a moment, she sat up and removed her glasses, giving a quick glimpse of those strange pupils as she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Sorry Harker, I'm just a bit confused, and all. I thought he would have at least been a bit happy, but..."

 

[Lock_Wolf]

Zee walked around the town till he became thirsty, a coffee shop was just a little over that way, maybe they'd have sweet ice tea. "Mm. That be, enjoyable. How long, hm. No matter." Zee walked into the shop and sat down while sweeping the shop with his eyes, so many people. It was still strange to him. As a waitress came to take his order he asked for a pitcher of sweet ice tea, he almost sighed in relief as she said it be just a minute. "Hm. A super is here. I can feel him, no. Them." He lipped it more than he said it as he thought, what sound did go forth was under a wispier.