(Closed RP)

The sun was beginning to set in the distance. It sent a dazzling display of color splashing across the sky. The city was buzzing with life as usual. It was a stunning sight, and yet...

It was a nightmare, and Raven couldn't wake up from it, because it was real. And it was all Blizzard's fault.

... and partially Shadow's. But more of Blizzards. He was sure of it. Raven glanced back up at the massive white machine he had just jumped from a moment ago. He muttered something, his gaze shifting to Shadow as the organoid landed skillfully several feet away. The black dragon only passed a blue gaze over him then looked back to the city.

The organoid was somewhat hesitant. Perhaps during the ride to the city he had thought the situation over more thoroughly. He was beginning to worry about the human's safety in such a large and busy city, where frankly put, they were probably on wanted lists and maybe even posters. It was a risk.

But was it a necessary risk? Shadow watched Raven from the corner of his eye. The man seemed to be glaring at his sleeve, apparently not enjoying the "new threads" Blizzard had stole for him. The organoid gave a short huff, something like a sigh, and looked back up to the Fury. Was safety worth risking for the possibility of a push in the right direction?

Blizzard was happily looking about the parking lot for Zoids. The sun flashed her white armor into brilliance as she hopped away from the Fury and waved her forearms up at the cockpit. Even if Vira had gotten a few hours of sleep as the Fury coasted along, it hadn't been enough. She stifled a yawn when she stepped off of the Fury's rim and on to the concrete. The Zoid grumbled and lifted its head back up, securely latching its cockpit. Though what moron would intimidate a Fury into "sticking them up"?

Blizzard bobbed her head enthusiastically, though Vira could only glower solemnly at her. Blizzard snuffled at the air, ignoring both Vira and Raven's attempts to stick the blame all on her. They were here, Blizzard could never force the Fury into compliance unless they were battling. So it wasn't ALL Blizzard's fault. You two look so different. No one'll recognize you. Blizzard was all advice today. Vira shrugged and flicked an unsatisfied glance to the bustling city. No one had pointed fingers at the Fury yet.

"So, where are we going?" Blizzard was some ways away now, waiting patiently for the two humans and Shadow. It's Italian. Some schnazzy place. They even got a happy hour. Blizzard threw a grin back and started up the street a few more paces before waiting again.

Despite all of Blizzard's reassurance of no one recognizing them, Raven had trouble accepting that. He had changed over the years, sure, but it wasn't so drastic that no one would recognize him. Not to mention his mark. It was almost haunting. It was unique enough that if someone was aware of his past and studied him for only a few seconds, they would likely realize it was him. Fancy clothing only hid so much.

Shadow soon followed after Blizzard. Italian? Hmm.. sounds nice. The organoid tilted his head at Blizzard. How exactly are we doing this? And what will we be doing while they're inside?

Raven only gave a short sigh, and slipping his hands into his pockets, began to follow the white organoid. He hadn't said a word since they arrived, still very much unsure of his situation.

It's fine. They've got reservations, and I got our ticket out. Blizzard glanced back at the Fury, though was distracted by Shadow's second question. Us? Well. Eavesdropping on those two, or off doing whatever organoids can find for fun. She tipped a claw towards Raven who was dragging along behind them. Personally, I'd rather spy.

Vira looked bewildered, though she did follow. A few moments of the sulking and Blizzard halted the group, turning an icy look to the poor, unfortunate humans. Vira halted beside her ill-fated companion and watched her organoid tut at them.

You can't go in this place without look like a couple. C'mon, Raven. Be a gentleman. The evil little grin on Blizzard's face didn't change as she waited expectantly.

Shadow was attempting to figure how and or why they already had reservations. He watched Blizzard with a shudder. The organoid must have been planning this for ages or something. It was half disturbing.

He could tell by the sudden turn that Blizzard had another wonderful suggestion. Raven halted, raising an eyebrow at her, dreading whatever she was planning. He had to admit that spending time with Vira was enjoyable, but usually only when alone. The organoids always complicated things. It wouldn't be so bad if they just shut up sometimes, but that was never the case. Some more than others, but the teasing and plotting never stopped. It was like a horrible combination of human and organoid, and it always led to some strange situation.

Raven gave Blizzard a very disapproving glare. But while he currently had a grudge against the white organoid, he knew Vira was just along for the ride. He had no reason to ignore or disrespect her. He had no intentions of treating her poorly just because of a pushy organoid. He irritably cast his gaze in another direction, offering Vira his arm in silence. He could barely wrap his mind around how difficult it was for him to "be a gentleman" to her, despite his feelings. He was simply not used to such manners. It was nearly a polar opposite of his normal attitude.

Blizzard was tapping her hindclaws while she waited, and Vira herself just kinda listed off on the sidelines for the moment. Though Blizzard's quips were starting to grate her nerves, she kept up an admirable attitude. She almost pulled out her hair when Raven actually listened to her bullheaded organoid. But.. with Blizzard right there.. She was entirely capable of forcing both the human's hands. Vira really didn't feel like battling her coniving counterpart. And Vais was starting to lose it someplace. That certaintly grated the nerves.

Vira finally looped her own arm through Raven's; just a moment before Blizzard would have inched over and done it herself. Vira kept herself from leaning on him too heavily. "Let's just go sit down. I'm exhausted already." She glowered at her organoid until Blizzard turned and began walking again.

It wasn't that far to the building. It had some flashy name in Italian scrawled across both the sign in the front and atop the building itself. It was gigantic for a resturaunt. It was clearly an uptight place.. the curator at the door said so. The lanterns leading up to him only made it kind of eerie to Vira.. he looked like a funeral guy.

Blizzard pointed up the pathway that led to the door. Vira, give him your first and last names, and you're good to go.

Much to his surprise, people paid very little interest to them. Even their organoids got little attention. It was almost strange, but Raven was inwardly thankful for being overlooked so casually. Perhaps Blizzard was right. She still greatly annoyed him though, despite the lack of anything horrid happening.

Shadow seemed to be dwindling behind the group somewhat. His blue eyes passed uneasy glances to passing humans, but very few returned the gaze. While Blizzard and the pair of humans were busy making dinner plans, Shadow kept a watchful eye on their surroundings - just for safety purposes. Who knows what could happen in such a large city.

His slick black armor blended in well with the darkness on normal nights, but this wouldn't be so. The sun was nearly set, darkness was coming, but the city was well lit. The building's inner lights, glowing signs outside, lantern lit pathways, and glow of the moon shone on his armor. It almost gave him the appearance of a strange hue mixing with his black. He flexed his silver claws silently, muzzle pointing to the group at the mention of names.

Raven cast the organoid a slightly baffled look. "Give him our names? That's.. stupidly unwise." His first real comment of the night let some of his current contempt towards Blizzard leak through. A short moment later, he realized she said first and last. Last? His gaze was averted at that thought.

Blizzard would have rolled her eyes if she were human. It's only Vira's name. Since no one knows your last name, I couldn't give it over the phone when I made the reservation. Vira sighed and tugged Raven's arm for him to follow her up the path to the curator who had thrown a bored glance in their direction when they hadn't approached immediatly. Her heels clicked faintly against the stones beneath her; it sounded awfully conspicuous to her ears. The curator halted them as soon as they reached his elaborate podium. "Can I help you?" Vira had to admit he was beyond professional looking. She could atleast give Blizzard credit for that.

"Um.." She heard Blizzard's encouraging behind her. "We had a reservation." And a death sentence for a certain white nuisance. The curator leafed through his book briefly and arched a brow at Vira. "And your name?" She still felt Raven's contempt, but Blizzard would do it quite embarassingly if she didn't. "Vira Shale." The curator seemed to brighten then, leaning over to study Vira. "Hmm.. You wouldn't happen to be related to Kurt Shale, would you?"

Vira blanched considerably then. She probably would've fallen over if she didn't have a firm grip on Raven's arm. The curator watched her curiously as she regained her composure. She was practically trembling. If that man was in there, she was gone. "No. No relation. Never heard of him.. Is he here?" Quiet an odd pin-on, but the curator only shook his head and offered a bright smile. He handed off a pair of thick menus to a waitor who was hovering in the background. He used a pen to daintly check off Vira's name and signaled to the waitor. "If you'll follow Mr. Alfredo here, he'll sit you at your table. Have a lovely evening." The man tipped his head to Raven before he turned to greet more people.

The waitor was off in a flash, though Vira wasn't really paying much attention. She looked rather dazed.

As they finally walked up the pathway, Raven was pondering his name. As Blizzard had mentioned, no one really did know his last name. He, technically, could say Prozen, but why on Zi would he ever do that. He mentally scoffed at the name, regarding it as something that should never mentioned again. It was a piece of the past that he did not appreciate, and often tried to block it from memory. The matter of names was a trivial thing though... He didn't even know what his real name was. "Raven" was still a link to Prozen, whether he liked it or not. He preferred not to think of the roots of the name though.

He had been dwelling on that thought until the mention of Kurt. His eyes silently slid to Vira. It was a strange question. Raven wondered why on earth Mr. Curator there would know the man's name. He kept silent though, letting Vira work out the situation.

It was obvious the question put a lot of second thoughts in her mind though. Raven slightly nudged her shoulder with his own. "C'mon," he whispered to her ear, and then followed the waiter. The whole building was highly decorated. It was quite the atmosphere, and the smell was actually appetizing. The other guests seemed to be of high society. Raven had seen his share of the fancy life. He knew how to play the game, although it wasn't his preference. But despite the vibrant ornate surroundings, his mind was reflecting on the curator's knowledge of Kurt.

Vira was belatedly aware they were moving. The waitor himself briskly made his way through the resturaunt without so much as a glance at his charges. He stopped at a table that was relatively seperated from activity, though a few people were thrown in around them. The tables nearby had cards with names upon them, so it looked as if the night hadn't gotten started. The waitor plucked theirs from the white table cloth and proceeded to pull out a chair for Vira. She watched him intently before her fingers managed to release Raven's arm so she could sit numbly in the chair. She mechanically waved the waitor away when he informed her he'd be right back for their drink order.

Don't lose it. She was surprised that it was Vais that spoke instead of Blizzard. The runover she gave him was quite alarming. The shadowbeast was very much ill. She quietly asked Blizzard, though she only cryptically responded with an assurance he'd be better later. Why was Vais outside in some lonely spot, unable to even fly back for the weakness in his body? Vira shuddered again. Llveth was directly terrified of Vais. Without him.. I'll be there.

Vira was only slightly reassured by that. She looked up at Raven, her eyes more brilliant without Vais clouding them with his darkness. "He's very sick." As if this was a normal topic, Vira turned to the discarded menu before her and flipped it open.

Raven seated himself, eyeing the waiter suspiciously for a short moment as he disappeared around a corner. He soon dismissed the man in his mind and hesitantly opened the menu on the table in front of him. It was strange being in a place like this. Beyond strange. He couldn't recall ever ordering off a menu such as the one in front of him before. It was almost awkward.

"Sick?" He glanced up to her. He guessed she was speaking of Vais, but it seemed strange for such a powerful beast to be sick. He casually glanced down at the menu again. From any distant person's perspective, they were having normal conversation. As long as he kept his voice low, no would would suspect a thing. "How's that? ... And, how did that guy know about your father?"

"Vais is sometimes affected by how I feel. And that's mutual. He doesn't take anger too well.. nervousness piques his curious side and.. er. He certaintly doesn't like it when I.." She stopped talking then, busying herself with the menu. She shook her head, sending little whisps of hair flying. "I don't know. I look nothing like Kurt, so he must know him in a friendly sort of way. My father did have frequent visitors when I was little. He must've known him recently. If he visited back then, he'd recognize me straight away from my mother."

She stared down at the menu, almost losing her apetite over some of the names. She needed a stiff glass of alcohol before anything. Her nerves were shot. "Well.. I can't make heads or tails of most of this." She searched about for the simplest title, coming up short. She grumbled, "That Alfredo guy's gonna have a lot of questions to answer."

He couldn't help but be curious as she failed to finish that sentence. He refrained from pestering her about it, as she moved onto the other topic, but it was still somewhat intriguing. He moved on to ponder the man at the front door again. It was an interesting thing if the man knew Kurt recently. It was baffling, and he dreaded the answer.

It didn't take advanced mind techniques to sense a melancholy vibe. He could see her state of mind slowly become worse with the various undesirable things that had happened already. It was almost admirable, though, that she could speak of her mother as openly as she did from time to time. Raven never spoke of his past and parents. His eyes slowly sifted through the things on the menu that he did not understand. Even with the little descriptions underneath. It left him feeling almost pitiful that he didn't know the names of food...

He flipped the menu over to glower at the drinks section. After a short scan, he finally recognized a few items. They really weren't anything that appealed to him though. He was beginning to realize how limited he was in area of food and drink. "...Isn't alfredo like.. a kind of noodle or something?" He looked up quizzically. "Who the heck names their kid after a noodle?"

Vira ticked a finger irritably on the menu. She just had to be sure.. She jumped her mind over to the curator, getting through his mental defenses quite easily. Everyone had them, so she wasn't alarmed by that. He was thinking anything negative or hostile. He was only bored with his job for the night, and had decided to take off early if he could manage it. Vira pulled back to herself with a sigh of relief. The curator was either hiding his thoughts, which was unlikely, or simply a nice guy who knew her father and hadn't been corrupted. She supposed Kurt had to go out and about sometimes. Afterall, he was a major supplier to both governments. No one knew about the slaughter house he kept.

Her fingers tightened convulsively around the menu. Vais' whispered words suddenly gained a little force, and she could feel the shadowbeast rising up to all fours. She kept that spark of anger, if only for his benefit. She wondered just who suffered more; her or her parasite.

Vira finally just thumped the oversized menu down. It might as well have been in Klingon. Atleast she knew what kind of drink she wanted.. Silly menu did nothing for half the people in the room, she bet. She was running a finger around the glass of water's rim when Raven spoke. "Er. It's a pasta, I think." She arched a brow at him. "Though I suppose it could be the same psychopath that named his adoptee after an oversized crow." She offered a lopsided grin, clearly to take whatever insult he might have taken out of the statement.

"Hey, at least ravens are decently.. cool." He continued his attempts at finding anything that made sense on the menu while keeping up with the odd conversation. "Noodles are just boring." He shrugged casually, as if his statement was some sort of undeniable logic and perfect for simple dinner conversation. It was almost humor.

A moment later he put the menu down on the table, somewhat glaring at it as if it were some abomination. "Maybe I'll just close my eyes, point at something, and pretend I know what the heck it is." He sighed softly. This was all Blizzard's fault. She couldn't have picked some place decent. It just had to be a high class, foreign place where nothing made sense. Of all organoids, she should have noted their lack of exposure to fine cultural dining.

Somehow, ditching the fancy place to hang out at some bar seemed like a wonderful alternative. He was also beginning to realize just how strange their appearance was. To anyone else in the room they seemed like perfectly normal people, who appeared to attend to such outings often. But in reality, it was a polar opposite. Not to mention, he never wore such attire. It was embarrassing to even think about the facts of the day. If anyone he knew even heard about the evening, they would never let him live it down.

"Atleast noodles taste decent. I'm sure a raven would be all scragglely and generally not very tasty." Vira nodded just as casually and leaned back in her seat. The noodle guy hadn't been back yet, either. She hoped he wasn't getting paid much. She'd gone to backwater bars with better service than this. That point clicked into her mind and, without even reading Raven's mind, pitched forward to give it. "Hey.. I think we could sneak out of here real easy."

Great minds think alike? Not so much. Thinking alike might not be too good for them. "Say to like.. something less fancy. Where you can actually read the menu and know what it is." She kept a firm mask on her thoughts, just incase Blizzard was listening.

She could use a good bar. Though not to get snot nosed drunk. She knew not to do that around him or things got utterly ricidculous.

He had looked very bored up until she mentioned sneaking out. At that, something seemed to light up in his eyes. It was like she had read his thoughts, which unfortunately wouldn't surprise him. Whether she had or not, it was nothing that irritated him though. If it meant escaping the snobby rich society for something more comfortable, then he would take his chances.

The matter of dress was slightly in the back of his mind though. Anywhere where he knew what things were on the menu were rather far from classy. But who knows. Guygalos was the biggest city in the Empire. Perhaps there would be something in mid range that might not make them appear too out of place. And if not? Well, they'd be out of place.

"If we can get past Blizzard and Shadow, I'm all for it." He glanced back towards the way they came from as if suspecting one of the two organoids to pop up uninvited. A bit of a smirk tugged the edge if his lips. "Know of any back doors?"

"I can't read the menu and you expect me to know the escape routes." She shook her head in mock horror. "I'm not Wonder Woman, you know." Vira listened in very carefully, but it felt as though Blizzard was not keeping too much of an eye upon them. She was attentive on something else, and she doubted Shadow would rat them out if he saw them leaving. Hmm.. Her blue eyes flashed quickly across the room to the kitchen doors that swung lazily each time a cook or waiter rushed through it. Maybe that would be their ticket out.

She tapped her fork thoughtfully. "I think going through the kitchen and out the back would be good. I doubt the back of this joint is left any more lacking than the front, though."

"You're the one with all the freaky mind powers..." He promptly replied to her first comments. It was if she forgot that most people couldn't read minds and whatnot. It wasn't a normal thing. Unfortunately, Raven was "normal" in that aspect. He brushed off such thoughts though and followed her line of vision to the kitchen. He was thinking more of, looking for one of those red exit signs rather than busting through the kitchen. They might run into a whole set of angry chefs with knives or something in there. Then again, that was probably a worst case scenario.

"Well, the back would be a delivery station for their inventory. It's probably just some back street." He thought a moment, scanning the room for any other obvious exits. Or worse, Alfredo. He hadn't seen the man in some time, but with their luck, he would arrive just as they were making their escape.

He also wondered what the heck Shadow and Blizzard were doing. It couldn't be anything good.

She quirked a brow at him in annoyance, but smoothed out her features when she saw Alfredo. He waved briefly to her but continued off into the other direction. "He just blew his tip out of the water." Vira grumbled and scooted her chair out. She got to her feet, ignoring the new pain flaring out with the movement. She stepped beside Raven's chair, keeping the kitchen door in sight. There was probably an easier exit back that way anyhow. There was usually one by the bathrooms. She looked down at him expectantly. Vira didn't know which sounded better: going to somewhere more appropriate, or falling into her Fury's cockpit to sleep on the way back.

"C'mon, we'll just find an exit door. Shadow and Blizzard are out front, so we can't leave that way."

Blizzard herself was nosing along the border to the resturaunt. A few people looked suspiciously at her, but they'd heard of Zeke so they were probably a little charitable when it came to organoids. We gotta make sure they don't escape, Shads. She turned her head to him, offering a toothy grin. The mileage I'll get out of this when Razor turns up. Oh! Speaking of Razor. Blizzard sidled up to the other organoid's side, as if other people could hear their communication. She'll be hitched before Raven and Vira will!

The black organoid was diligently following Blizzard around. He could only imagine what people thought as they saw him snooping around some fancy restaurant with some other organoid.. without humans. Suspicious? Sure. He hoped within that no one would alert authorities. That was the last thing they needed.

He was somewhat in his own little world as Blizzard was going on about giving Razor gossip material. Then he next comment yanked him back to reality full force. His blue eyes shot to hers in surprise. What?! Then it clicked. She had hinted at that the day before. She's engaged? The organoid gave a blank stare for a moment, I should have seen it coming. He sighed. Man, they grow up so fast.

A tip? Vira giving anyone a tip sounded just silly in its own way. He hoped she wasn't poking at his thoughts or anything. She probably wouldn't like that sort of comment. Upon her implication of making a move towards the exit, he stood as well, scanning the room silently. Ironically, he was thinking nearly the same thoughts as Vira at the moment. Sure, maybe he was a little hungry, but just crashing for three days straight sounded so much more appealing.

The thought of running into the two organoids was unpleasant. He would not be forced back into another fancy place. In fact, running into anyone they knew would be disastrous. Unfortunately, such a fate was like death itself: it will come sooner or later, and ultimately can not be prevented. How depressing.

Blizzard settled back on her haunches beside the walkway, giving off a yawn. The warm air always made her sleepy. She liked the col so much better.. She scratched her muzzle while Shadow made what he thought about Razor clear. She was a little miffed by that last part, very aware that that was true. Yeah.. Wasn't so long ago she was only sixteen. It also wasn't that long ago when those three hated each other's guts. Blizzard giggled. She and Shadow had come a long way, too. Though she never personally fought him, those old battles with the Breaker were some of the very rare times she was actually called upon in battle.

Heck. You used to couldn't keep them from trying to bite the other's Zoid's head clean off. That stinky old Breaker of yours always had me sleeping for hours. The organoid snorted and turned her muzzle away. She hated bonding with the Fury when that Zoid set its sights on that dratted red monster. Now, all the Fury did was gift the poor creature with really angry, haughty looks. Atleast it wasn't hate anymore..

Vira made way for the door. No one looked up when she pushed the nearest exit door open. Not even the family beside the door. She peeked around the corner of the doorway, trying to spot Blizzard's white armor. She didn't see any bright flashes of it so she stepped outside. No organoid stampede yet. She turned back, "I don't see either of them. They're out front, I think, so we can just go along the sidestreet." Said street could probably just be called the main number two. It was just as bustling and bright as the one that it branched off from.

Shadow snorted in amusement as he sat next to Blizzard, clicking his claws against the ground habitually. The transformation of the humans was always a mind boggling topic. Each of them had been through so much, and yet, around every corner some new experience awaited. It was usually a nasty, life threatening problem, unfortunately. But every time they pushed through it, something was gained from each loss. In some aspects, Raven himself had grown up. Then again, in others, he had much to learn.

I don't think the Geno Breaker cares much. He shrugged. It fights when needed, enjoys the battle, but doesn't ask for much more. It doesn't speak. It rarely even makes any noises these days. Maybe it's content. He gave a short laugh. He never thought the beast would ever be satisfied, yet it never complained about lack of zoid combat action.

All the while, Shadow was oblivious to the human's escape...

Raven was surprised by the lack of interest from others in the room. They must have really blended in well with the upper class society to be ignored to that extent. That in itself was probably the highlight of the evening thus far. Raven quietly slipped out the door after Vira, and carefully shut it behind him. His pale eyes searched for any of the organoids, or any other suspicious individuals, but came up with nothing.

"That was.. too easy." He cast a short glance back at the door as he stepped away from it. He almost expected something to angrily burst from it, or to jump out from around the corner. Raven shrugged the unbelievability of an easy escape off though and put his mind to another task: going somewhere else. "This place has changed a lot since I was last here." He kept his voice low, as if afraid of an eavesdropping organoid or other unwanted visitor.

"So..." It was almost awkward now. Again. He tried not to think of how strange the entire situation was, because it was one of the strangest he had been in in a long time. "Where do you wanna go?"

The Fury spoke three words once, though it was to Vira's crazy dad, and I can't repeat them.. Blizzard shook her head at that. The Fury hadn't spoken in eight years, then. As for noises, the Fury makes plenty of those. I don't even want to begin the describe how it can frighten the color out of somone when it gets after Hisk. She groaned and rested her head out infront of her on the ground. Otherwise, it still listens. It likes Vira, tolerates me. Despises Hisk. Though who doesn't. That last little quip had no real emphasis. Blizzard had grown accustomed to him.

The organoid suddenly tilted her head sharply, swinging it behind her to glare at the resturaunt. A tiny growl trickled out as her body pushed itself up. She scurried across the front lawn on all fours like some big cat, nimbly avoiding humans that stepped in her way.

Vira poked along the sidestreet, scrutinizing all of the little shops. "Yeah.. I've never really looked at any of this. I just.. blew it up." She shrugged, but turned her head as a flash of silver and purple flickered across the corner of her eye. "Some bar.." Her reply was vague, for she was studying the other people carefully. She quite suddenly snapped her head up. "Oh crap.. Blizzard's looking for us." She groaned and mentally told the Fury to go to standby. It wouldn't disobey her. It could get them away from that crazy organoid.

Shadow was merely meditating on her words when she shot off. He tilted his head a moment, watching in slight amusement. If he ever tried the all fours things, he would certainly trip over a nonexistent obstacle and mash his muzzle into the ground below. He stuck to his traditional form of traveling, and sprang into a light sprint after Blizzard. Are they running off already? Or maybe it was something more. At the thought of a possible threat, he hastened until he caught up with the female.

"She's persistent," observed Raven, stating the obvious once again. His eyes calmly scanned all the nearby shops over, despite the possible hassle that awaited them. "Is it so hard to just tell her to leave us alone?" He sighed inwardly and looked to Vira. "She's done this much already." Raven wasn't much into pleading. He had no intentions of begging Vira to 'tell off' her own organoid, but instead, uncleverly hinted the suggestion.

Of course. They can't just sit there like a good boy and girl. They have to go out and look for trouble. Blizzard hissed, bringing little gasps from humans as her wings flicked out and spread. She kicked off the ground to get airborne, spiraling up and over the building to get a better vantage point. Her head cast a slow look over the terrain. She growled in annoyance when she didn't see her wayward human. Oh, come on. They know bad crap happens when they leave us. They just can't cooperate. She winged off over the street.

"Are you kidding? If that worked, I'd still be at your place asleep on the couch." Vira could say anything to Blizzard, yet she was the only one who knew Vira'd never do anything to spite her. Or harm.. Blizzard had no problem pinning her with her tail. Vira still gave thoughtful glances to her sides, getting a little too tense for comfort. Purple was not a friendly color unless it was Nightmare. Which was highly unlikely.

Goodness. She's unrecognizeable. If the boy wasn't with her, I'd never know who to look for. Llveth crouched atop a tall building's rim, staring down at the pair. Kurt himself leaned boredly against the stairwell, not really listening to Llveth rambling. The organoid cocked his head and meekly said nothing else. His master finally cracked a frown. "Go follow her. I'm not pleased in the least you helped them. You'd best get your useless hide in gear before I tear you to pieces for such an act." Llveth hung his head, turning on his claws to leap from the building into open air. He disappeared into the shadows without another sound.

Mimicking her tactics, Shadow also spread his wings in a flash of crimson and sprang into the air. The few stunned people below were of little interest to him. After a few aerial stunts, he was effortlessly sailing alongside the white organoid. Well don't we just fit right in up here. In front of everyone. Shadow knew how unwise it was for him to be in such open sight. And during the evening too! When so many people were in the area! An unpleasant worry began to well up inside. His blue optics searched diligently for the two humans who wandered somewhere below, but came up with nothing as of yet. It's strange to think they're blending in this well.

Neither one of them was recovered from the day before, but it was especially weighing on Raven at the moment. Some minor twinge of pain reminded him of his condition every few steps. While the streets weren't packed, it was still busy enough to throw off his perception of his surroundings. He had no unnatural mental senses either, outside of speaking to his organoid, that would allow him to be aware of nearby danger. In short, the combination caused him to be totally unaware of Llveth, Kurt, and Vira's apprehension. Wonderful job, Raven.

Everyone can shove it, for all I care. Vais! The dragon made little response. He only growled at her for waking him up. He obviously wasn't in a charitable mood. She did feel him perk up once his attention shifted to his host. Blizzard didn't like that at all. She banked steeply, knowing Shadow would be keen enough to follow it. She dipped below to the tops of the buildings, effectively hiding the two flying organoids from regular view from the street.

Be alert, be wary. The whispered words were sent to both of the humans. Vais withdrew then, either back to exhausted slumber, or too weak to keep up the mental tie. Vira felt like smacking her head against the brick wall beside her. "We're cursed." Vira stopped moving, sweeping the area carefully. She knew that she couldn't detect Llveth's signatures. He prevented that. She couldn't be sure it was him, or if it was something friendly. But Vais had said to be wary. He would give that advice if there wasn't a reason.

Llveth scuttled alon the wall above them like a spider. Luckily for him, the light cast him in very deep shadow, so his body wasn't visible. His black eyes also blended nicely. He was belatedly aware that a second organoid had landed with his master. He was peeved that Kurt had sent for another of his comrades. That meant he was not believed fit for the job.. Llveth snarled before he could stop himself. His "muscles" bunched together as he prepared to spring.

Things were taking a turn for the worse much quicker than Shadow would have preferred. He skillfully twisted after Blizzard, following each of her motions to glide along behind. All the while he kept an attentive gaze on his surroundings, searching for the new disturbance and the humans.

The warning successfully snatched Raven's attention. He rather abruptly paused and studied his surroundings. If Vais was warning him, then something horridly unpleasant must have been looming. He moved closer to the wall, avoiding other people around them. "If something else goes wrong... I'm just gonna die. My body can only take so much abuse." He was most certainly complaining now, although he did a minor favor and kept his voice low.

The moment he heard the inconvenient snarl from above, his eyes instantaneously searched for the source. The shadows kept the creature well hidden though. Raven nearly held his breath without thinking, taking a few wary steps backwards.

I feel.. Blizzard listened really hard and came up sharp, dropping like a rock to the building roof under her. There infront of her sat Kurt, his calm amber eyes resting upon the female. Blizzard watched him, wondering why in the world there wasn't an organoid beside him. Kurt gave a crooked smile to her. "Well, well. I've been after you for a long time. It's time you came back to your real owner." Kurt quite suddenly brandished some funky looking type of gun. It wasn't big, but by the looks of it, it was probably some kind of net gun. Blizzard snarled and got airborne again, though the shot that was fired rang out crystal clear.

Llveth stomped down to the ground a few feet from the humans, his black eyes saying he was very angry. But oddly, he wasn't looking at the humans. Why can't you two ever stay where you belong! Llveth snarled at them, though still not fixing his full attention to them. Vira, confused by this point, tried to see what he was glaring at. She couldn't believe he hadn't gotten to tearing them apart. Vais' voice appeared again. He is very disgruntled. I even feel sadness. This is very strange.. He said it..

Vira leaned over to Raven to whisper, "If he's sad, maybe that means he's not here to kill us." The stomps of something else mechanical slowly approached. While Vira looked to see, Llveth gave off another one of his hisses. He raised his tailblade, reaching far out to seek Vira's white organoid in communication. That is.. if she was still in the sky.

Shadow muttered something rather foul as Blizzard once again dove away without telling him what was going on. Getting separated was not smart, even if the distance was not too great. Especially this time. Shadow once again dropped after her, and was rather startled by who he saw. He roared a dangerous remark as the gun was fired, yet refused to help its victim. Instead he swooped towards Kurt, splaying his talons to strike the man, or his weapon, as he swiftly flew past. He then angled into the air, arcing up across the sky to spin around and pursue another strike.

Although everything within told him to get as far away from Llveth as possible, Raven noticed the averted attention. Llveth had caused less harm than normal last time, and this round, he hadn't even attacked yet! Instead he was scolding them? It was almost baffling. Raven shook his head in disbelief, whispering back to Vira, "Then what is he here for?"

Raven looked up for the other mechanical form. He could hear it distinctly, but was unsure of what to make of it. He was rather positive it wasn't a friendly thing though, especially if Llveth was hissing at it.

Blizzard watched the incoming round explode into a net. It fouled her wings as she tried to arc her tail blades in to slice at it. She thunked to the roof below her, struggling like an eel. The net suddenly started moving on its own. She roared in surprise and crawled to her feet, the net squiggling acorss her body. Her wings beat steadily, though they couldn't put enough pressure on the material to snap it. The next moment, the net snapped close to her form, promptly stopping any struggles as Blizzard's nose crashed into the concrete.

Kurt ducked Shadow's attack, dodging over to the far wall. He quickly aimed the gun at the circling organoid and fired it again. What with his back against the wall, Shadow couldn't actually dive at him headfirst anyhow.

Llveth was now inches behind the pair, his frequent exhales only growling noises now. The dark parted to expose a glittering pair of orange eyes. silver teeth soon followed, accompanied by a pitch black organoid. Electricity crackled along its form, though it didn't seem to bother it. Oh, it's the master's obsolete organoid and his tenacious little girl. Together? Vira backed to Llveth's quivering side. His fangs poked out along his muzzle. "That's Synn, isn't it?" Llveth gave a jerky nod of affirmative. She watched the beast infront of them grin evilly. Synn continued to taunt Llveth, enjoying his rage.

Ah, yes. The slanderous Llveth protecting the master's daughter from another of his organoids. You do realize you'll be tossed aside like garbage. And then who will the master use to control the Breaker-Fury? Llveth was beyond anger now. Why, of course he'll choose me. Elqy's not strong, and Taiys is so idiotic in her pursuit of Nesth her talents can't be used effectively. You were never strong enough for him, Llveth. The purple organoid's roar silenced Synn from saying anything else. Llveth's feet slammed into the ground, his talons hooking deep into the asphalt. Flecks began streaming towards his open muzzle to gather into a deadly ball of writhing particles.

Shadow had seen the result of the weapon on Blizzard, and his wide arc allowed him enough time to calculate Kurt's next move. Although inconvenient, Shadow swerved to his left and used an extra little burst of speed from his boosters to narrowly evade the incoming net. It would sure suck to be the person who was minding their own business, then suddenly get net'd. If it fell that far, anyways.

The black dragon squawked another threat and swooped below the building's rim. There were a few moments of silence where he could not be heard, and his location was a mystery. Then with a sudden beat of his wings, he sprang over the ledge on the opposite side. His claws sparked with friction as he landed, immediately embarking towards Kurt on foot with precise swiftness. It was as if the only thing he saw, and the only thing that mattered, was Kurt, and the inkling of a chance to destroy him. The organoid was dead set on erasing his presence from Zi, no matter what the cost.

He spread his silver claws and leaped for the man, his sharp teeth flashing out with lightning speed to tear into anything they could penetrate.

All the while, people had begun to leave the area. Some more hastily than others, but most knew better than to stick around during a tense moment such as this. Raven himself felt like leaving, but the opportunity to do so had not yet presented itself. He did, however, begin inching away. Synn reeked of power, and his taste in mockery and cruel mind games reminded him of Asarin. The organoid's name alone was a warning.

At the first sign of the particle gun, Raven turned back and cleared away from Llveth's body. He stood several feet away from the organoid and spun around to wait for Vira. "Let's get out of here!" Now he only wanted to find Shadow and Blizzard, and get out of the city before everything went to chaos. They were in no condition to stand around and wait for an outcome.

"Breaker-Fury!" The monstrous Zoid suddenly appeared out of the sky, its tail crashing down at Shadow with a force that would probably send the organoid crashing through the roof. Shadow! Blizzard struggled with more fervor now, biting at the net angrily. The Breaker-Fury's cockpit slid open. Kurt sat with a smirk, grasping the controls once the Zoid pulled him back up. It headed towards Blizzard, its intent clear. Its claws smacked down in a cage about her prone form. She cawed insults at it in Zoidian tounge as the claws constricted to pick her up.

Llveth's mouth became engulfed with purple light. The swirl of a charged particle gun became evident. Synn watch him with disdain, the electricity flowing over him beginning to escalate. Llveth waved his forearm at Vira, who finally listened to Raven and backed away from him. The Fury quite suddenly appeared overhead, roaring at something across the distance. Somehow the Zoid managed to fit into the small space between the buildings. It leaned down quickly, its cockpit flicking open without preamble. No sooner had the humans gotten into it when it snapped it shut and sprang aloft.

It landed atop the building with the Breaker-Fury in plain sight. "Ahh, crap." Vira touched a few sqaures on her screen and the Zoid transfered to direct control. The panels flipped forward and the combat lights flicked on. Checks on all the system gave the okay, and the Fury roared a challenge when it heard Blizzard roaring at it for help.

Llveth fired the beam, the backlash slamming him back onto his tail. Synn transformed into a streak of light and burst out of the way just as the beam sailed past him. The resulting force knocked him off course and headfirst into the nearest building. Llveth disengaged and he himself deconstructed. He flashed up and over to go right through the Fury's back. It snarled angrily, but the power charge from having Llveth wrap himself around its core silenced the Zoid immediatly. Vira didn't have much to say, but her face was very grim as the Fury's panels began to glow black.

His single task, while noble, had the defect of leaving him open to attack. Shadow was aware that Kurt might have attempted a last minute assault, but he had not expected the Breaker-Fury to be the trump card. His wings spread in an attempt to dodge the massive weight that slammed into the building, but his efforts were fruitless. Instead the mind numbing smash thrusted his whole body into the wreckage of that portion of the building. Shadow growled in his fury, but his body refused to respond to the commands he tried to give it.

The organoid was unsure what exactly had just happened. He knew it was the Breaker-Fury's fault, but all of his senses were frazzled. His eyes flickered and suddenly grew pale. The only light coming from the organoid was the gashes and tears that sparked with damage.

This scenario was probably one of the worst cases he could have imagined. They had gone from blending in with society, to being the two warring titans in the giant city. It was a disaster. Raven doubted they would be able to destroy the Breaker-Fury with just the Fury. At the moment, he was despising the fact he had left the Geno Breaker. He was the worst backseat driver at times.

"This is... bad." Raven eyed the panels suspiciously. There was nothing he could do to prevent it, and that gave him little comfort. Sure, Llveth was powerful and just fused to the Fury. Wondrous. But should that be a good thing? It was Llveth, after all.

Another thought suddenly crossed his mind, although this one was of deeper connection. It was a different sort of pain. His eyes darted to the debris where the Breaker-Fury had smashed the building. He could see no Shadow, but knew the organoid was there. He was unsure of the extent of the damage, yet could sense the organoid's peril well enough. "If at all possible," he pointed to the building, "don't blow that one up."

Blizzard bit and clawed and swiped until a part of the net broke. She squirmed out and was out of the Breaker-Fury's clutches before it could grab at her. She dove nosefirst into the hole in the roof. She alighted next to Shadow with a whimper. She nudged him gently, her blue eyes adding to the lights. Vira? Vira, you have to help him. The human couldn't do much.. besides maybe dull the pain. Vira had other things to worry about now.

The Fury's eyes escalated to pure scarlet. Black swarmed across them at times, though the white Zoid's own power probably eclipsed Llveth's when they combined. Llveth contricted around the Fury's core, totally at ease. He had dealt with Kurt and the Breaker-Fury for some time, he could withstand the pressures of the Berserk Fury. Vira's panels suddenly all detailed lock-ons. Not quite sure what was going on, Vira pushed back on the controls as the Fury's buster claws engaged.

The Breaker-Fury was murderously angry. That probably stemmed from Kurt himself. His own organoid had just betrayed his will.. His Zoid snarled and activated its boosters. Its buster blades extended. Just as it was about to slash down at its target, the Fury's left booster propelled it sideways with blinding speed. Vira was thrown back against her own cockpit, clearly not expecting the sheer difference in her Zoid's capability with Llveth stimulating it. The buster claws flew up of their own voalition, meeting the Breaker-Fury's renewed attack with pitiful ease.

"This.. this is ridiculous.." Vira's voice was quavering. The Fury's systems showed no sign of strain at all. All output was still maximum, and the buster claws weren't even shaking. "There's no way he has that much power." Llveth's soft rumble echoed through the cockpit. All Vira heard was the Fury's growl of sheer satisfaction. This.. was a very horrible combination.

There was no response from Shadow. The sparks danced across his armor here and there, taunting Blizzard worse and worse the longer he remained motionless. There were various gouges visible, and somehow, some of his armor had almost become twisted. The force of the Breaker-Fury's blow was behemoth. Shadow was an excellent example of its power.

It was a good thing Raven had gone back to leaning back against the seat. And seat belts were a good thing too. He was sure that much sudden movement was unhealthy though... It was remarkable to see an organoid with as much power as Llveth. It reminded him of Ambient. Llveth's own rage against his master and Synn probably only fueled his power more.

"I imagine the military will be out here in no time." Raven cast a short glance in the direction of the palace. He would be imprisoned and eventually killed if they ever caught him. That alone was some incentive to stay back and let Llveth work his magic. Regardless, it truly was rediculous. "This is madness."


(Wait for it... *shot*)

THIS. IS. SPARTAAAAA. *kicks Kurt in a hole and runs the heck away*

Blizzard slid a wing under his body and lifted him away from the debris. Her claws hooked on to him, her hind claws following as she got airborne. It was a struggle with no booster power and only her sails to help, but she managed to get him up into the open air and onto the roof. She set him down very carefully and kept a close vigil over him as she watched the battle.

Synn's roar and flash signaled a fusion. The Breaker-Fury's pushes got stronger, and the Fury's systems finally registered the strain. Vira activated the AZ beam guns and blasted a few against the Breaker-Fury's face. It hissed and reared back. Vira was wary this time as she swung the boosters around and flew backwards. When she landed atop a building, the Breaker-Fury's three charged particle cannons were armed. And ready. The air probably groaned with the effort as the three beams erupted.

"Time to see if Llveth's that good.." The shield's display popped up as the pink globe surronded the Fury. The impact of the three beams rattled the Fury's entire frame. The onslaught lasted for about ten seconds before the beams frazzled out. The shield display? "... Ninety percent?" The number flashed cheerily beside the image of the Fury in a shield. Vira was dumbfounded. She was brought back when Llveth's hiss of triumph sounded out. Synn was lying in a heap at the Breaker-Fury's feet. He didn't look alive.. The Zoid itself was trailing smoke from its cannons.

Raven was nearly counting his lucky stars after that last assault. It was mind boggling, even after he had seen so much in all his years of Zoid battles. He couldn't understand how the Fury had been enhanced to that magnitude, and Synn stood no chance. All of this left him with little to say. He had no control over the situation, so it wouldn't matter regardless.

A short moment after the previous event, Shadow's optics began to flicker back to life. They were faint, and he gave a labored groan. But his head slowly moved to see Blizzard, and then the two massive Zoids in battle. He fluttered his wings weakly, but his attempts to stand were worthless as of now.

The organoid's regain of consciousness did not go unnoticed. A wave of relief swept over Raven's mind when he felt the organoid back in place. His eyes shot to the building in silence, although inwardly, he was more than happy to see Shadow in one piece.

What just happened? Shadow growled gently to Blizzard, again trying to pull himself to his feet. This time he managed to pull his talons underneath his frame, and with much effort, shakily stood. The damaged portions along his armor flickered inconsistently, but he stood through it anyways.