Marina Villa

[Kain M ShZual]

A mere coincidence he'd wound up outside the villa. He had no idea who it belonged to, nor did he care. He just saw feathered flying ******** aimlessly destroying things. He'd look himself over and sigh as he realized he didn't have a weapon, a bit hesitant to act because he had no idea how much power he had. Kain had been a source of power to him for so long he had no idea what he, personally, could do. "I suppose if I met with the Overseer, I'd be told to help fix this problem...strange I feel I could do this with more ease than rounding up the traitors and escapees."

He'd place his hands to the ground as if searching, then smile. He'd pull a metal blade from the ground formed from heated, condensed and otherwise tampered materials. He'd move to one of the fallen Blood Angels and smear the blood on the blood. And soon he'd plunge it into an oncoming Blood Angel's shoulder, deep down into its chest and stomach and out its hip. He'd then place his hand to the chest of the creature and smile warmly as something resembling a transmutation circle appeared. Each of the other Blood Angels currently attacking would begin to bleed out their sides and necks heavily, organs torn apart. Even Kamikaze attempts would fail as the pain overtook them. Thus, they'd just begin to fall from the sky with thuds before dissolving away into red piles of goo.

He'd remove the blade from the one he'd stabbed, red runes shining brightly on it. He'd lay the creature down gently and laugh. "I suppose you were all made to merely obey...it's interesting to think what you all might have done had you free will. At least in Death you'll be free of his leash. Don't waist your next life, hm? We only have so many chances." The creature would whisper into his ear and Feign would close his eyes. "No...I will not. I'm sorry. But thank you for the offer." The creature would smile and grin while Feign would close its eyelids and back away a good distance. The one he'd stabbed would revert to red goo as well. He'd look to the sky, towards his last known coordinates for Sanctuary. "I'm pretty sure I know my next orders...bad news for you, Unter-welp." He'd then begin to move about the streets trying to find a means of flight.  

[Fate Shzual]

Rozalin would appear a few feet from Feign, her eyes widened slightly at the fact that he killed all the freakin' blood angels. She'd walk over to him and smile. "Well then, glad to know that's over. Follow me if you want transportation." Rozalin then turned toe and headed back to her house. She'd punch in a few numbers on a keypad and the door to her garage would open, revealing what looked to be a Hanger. Inside the hanger was a jet black er.. jet. She'd fold her arms across her chest and pointed to her masterpiece. "This is a one of a kind jet, do not wreck it. It will get you to where you need to be."