Hn. The man thought, looking to his left wrist. A small communications device. With a few quick taps of it, the man's figure disappeared, completely invisible.
Asha finished getting dressed. She found George's rutsack and tossed it out the door, into his arms, before shutting the door again. "Whatcha got there?" She asked Gerry as she looked at his drawing from over his shoulder.
Four gave Grace a nod as she walked over. "I don't like it either, but what else am I supposed to do?" She said to Grace as she followed after Silver.
As Grace, Four and Shadow approach the terrible warehouse, they begin to feel worried.
This feeling only increases as they approach, however the same dread compels them to continue.
<color=purple> Seriously, more of this Void crap? "Okay, one I'm from the 31st century who was born in the 31,000th millennium. Second, you could blame Winter for the Void thing. Thirdly, my name is Gwen Mason. Lastly, I don't believe we got your name." She said with half-lid eyes and her arms crossed.
"I know...but I don't want to become the kinda person who's only concerned with themselves, you know?" Four said to Grace. She had to keep taking deep breaths to steel her resolve.
Grace placed an arm on Four's shoulder, temporarily lowering the barrier around her. "I understand." she said solemnly as she looked around for trouble.
If Tophat kept a soul search on this person, it would see three souls combine into one. A strange phenomenon as one of the souls is dominant over the other two. Also, they seem to be repressed in a some fashion. Reason unknown.
The man cocks an eyebrow. "The name's Fall Anderson." he says sternly. "Who is this Winter that you speak of?" Do these people know of the Succubus of Helios Prime?
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