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[RP] Galactic Underground|Night|Raining

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Humen:
Midou

After talking with that guy Midou had wandered the streets looking for a place to make some easy money. Eventually the sun started to rise   so Midou had decided to give it a rest. But Midou didn't feel like going home to his dingy apartment, going there would only upset him. Midou was tired of looking at the city and decided to wander out in the woods and relieve some stress. Midou didn't come out to the forest that often whenever he did there was a weird banging sound ringing through it. Along with the constant chirping of birds and the rest of the natural sounds that came with nature the forest could get really irritating for Midou. But even with those minor faults the forest was an isolated place where Midou wouldn't be interrupted. Midou gathered up some twigs and dried leaves placing them all in a pile before taking out his handy lighter and started kindling. Midou sat back against a tree a watched the flame he made just burn. As Midou stared he could feel himself drifting away as the world around him fell silent? Everything started to fade away as Midou stared at the fire until he finally shut his eyes.

When Midou open his eyes he was in an entirely different place although Midou was familiar with it. There were old looking buildings help up with pillars all on fire. People all dressed in tunics and togas running through the streets screaming and begging for mercy from different type’s gods. But Midou didn't really care he'd seen this all before he just walk past them ignoring their pleas. At the center of all the destruction and panic was Midou's astral, Salamander, laughing his usual maniacal laugh as he burned down more homes. Midou stood behind him waiting to see when he'd stop enjoying his own mayhem. “Hey, you about done yet we've got some things we need to discuss." Salamander turned to Midou with a bright smile across his face. “And to whom should I thank for this unexpected visit." Midou looked with discomfort at Salamander he never liked being around the guy that much but he had to get some. Midou pulled the ring he got out from his pocket and showed it to Salamander. “I got this ring form some guy he said it could help us in our matches. He called it the Fate's Eye."

 Salamander took the ring and examined it before tossing it back at Midou. "Fate's eye huh? Nah couldn't be any way a mortal much less a kid like u could get your hands on something like that." Midou looked at Salamander it seemed he knew something regarding the name but didn't want to say anything about it. "You know for an astral created by gods u don’t seem to know much about anything."  Salamander turned to Midou surprised at his remark before he started to laugh. "Sorry kid but our arrangement only extends to me helping you fight anything else isn't my problem. Now if you'll pardon me I’m going to go back to enjoying myself." Saying that Salamander started to shoot fire, burning anything in his path leaving Midou behind. Midou just sat back and watch Salamander's carnage be unleashes on the city waiting until he finally woke up from this dream.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Nexalas

Nexalas looked at the clock, he only had about twenty minutes till he had to be there. Sighing, he decided to put off his coding for later and shut everything off. He packed what he needed , and locked the door behind him. He started walking to the hideout, which wasn't that far from where he was.

Denis

Denis got his motorcycle ready, read the address Nexalas gave him and closed his garage door behind him. He was nervous, but at the very least there aren't that many people in the group. He sighed, got on his motorcycle, and drove away.

Desbear:
Efialtes

Efialtes had gotten home pretty late the night before, his parents would have probably gotten onto him for  being out so late, if it wasn't for the fact he had said he was at the library the entire time, studying for the science project he was supposed to be doing with Lai, which was an obvious lie, but it somehow worked. He had been up most of the night, thinking about had gone on previously. Twice in a day, and the first two times he had been in direct contact with the police, in something to do with astral battling. He had gone to sleep on a bit of a bad note, leaving a few text books out to make it look like he had been up  studying or something. He had been up for a bit when he heard a low buzz from a jacket hanging on the wall, his jacket. He checked, it was his phone. The battery was almost dead, but that didn't matter much, he was just going to plug it in later. Until he read the text. It was a text from misty, saying to get ready, because they'd be picking him up twenty minutes. He got ready, looking at the clock. He still had a bit of time, but didn't have anything to do with said time, anything he could start to do, would take too long. So he really just kinda sat by the window, and waited for the car to pull up. He wasn't too keen to go outside for a long period of time, it looked like it could start pouring any minute now.

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Tickles:
@Yuki

Sal was done with training and turned around to leave when he noticed a girl in front of him. She seemed to be getting ready to go, but he thought he could get her attention. "Hey." His voice came out gruff, but what he really wanted to know was how long she was watching him before he noticed. He never liked talking to people, mainly because he can't handle people that act like morons. He always let his actions, mainly his fists, do the talking. He felt pretty violated that someone would find him training and try to sneak away.

Yume Tsuki:
Yume Tsuki

"Hey" Yume froze immediately in place. She turned around as she would always do when someone called her out. He didn't seem amused, she had to be careful. "Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you... You seemed busy training." 'And it seemed very rude to just keep staring at people so I was about to leave you alone.' She said. From the front he looked more intimidating and he looked like the type that would let his actions speak for him. But she kept her usual blank face on.

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