Colin's posts

Lex looked over towards the charred husk that used to be their home, and sighed deeply.

"....yeah." he said.

"It... we can't live her any longer." he commented, before looking back at Aimee.

"....how did you get out?" he asked.

"With all the smoke, you... I mean, I was afraid that..." he continued, but couldn't bring himself to say anything more.

"Just... how did you get out?"

As soon as she called out to the one that was looking for her, she heard footsteps. Frantic footsteps. And they were getting closer and closer, rapidly. Even though it was dark, she soon saw him approaching her quickly.

When he was close enough, she saw the panic, the concern, the sadness, the relief... all the emotions that were playing out in his normally listless and tired eyes.

And then the tears started to flow.

"...Aimee..." he said quietly.

"You made it out alive." he said further.

"Thank God. Thank the heavens." he continued, his voice quivering slightly. It was clear that he was going through a variety of emotions right now, and doing his best to not break down in front of her.

"..." he was silent, before sneering slightly.

"Nothing." he said.

"Don't thank me. Don't think about anything like that." he told her.

Then, before she could say anything more, they heard a panicked male voice call out in the distance.

"AIMEE! OH MY GOD, AIMEE!" the voice yelled.

The man that was standing there, glanced in the direction of the voice, before stepping back. As soon as he did, there was a pillar of light that formed around him and he was gone, seemingly sucked up to the sky.

Once the beam dissipated, a single solitary white feather floated down towards her.

When he turned around and looked at her... he couldn't help but like the look of gratitude she was giving him. Not in a sense that it made him feel proud about himself, but it more caused a... warmth inside of him to swell up. A warmth he... hadn't felt in a while.

He then just sighed, and looked back at the house. Or what was left of it, before looking back at the woman.

"Don't thank me." he said.

"I just do what I do." he told her.

"..." he was then silent, before handing her an orb of very pale mana.

"Take it." he said.

"It will purify your system."

He took a step back when she started to cough, before looking back at the blaze that was the house.

Or what used to be the house.

Even if he were to intervene and stop the fire now, the house was done for. It was ruined. It would be a mess. An irreparable mess.

However, he had enough respect for the nature that surrounded the house to do something about it.

As such, when the young woman briefly looked up at her saviour, she saw what looked to be large white feathery wings emerge from his back, and cause massive gusts of wind, quelling the fire and putting it out.

He rolled his eyes and disappeared from where he was, appearing where he'd heard the noises. When he appeared on the floor, he was looking down at a young woman that had fallen to the floor, and appeared to be trying to drag herself to safety.

However, she was doomed to fail. She would die in this blaze.

He then sighed, and watched as she placed a hand on his foot, as she wasn't exactly looking where she was going.

When she looked up, her bleary, blurry vision seemed to almost make out the form of a muscular and intimidating man standing above her.

And his hand was outstretched towards her, palm open.

Again, the man sighed. He extended his hand, accepted the cloth, and instantly his mind was flooded with information, and the cloth disappeared. His eyes flashed with knowledge, and his expression softened slightly.

"...." he was silent for a moment, and sighed once more.

"3 minutes is generous." he told her.

"Guess I should go." he said, before he disappeared in a pillar of light, leaving her alone with a few white feathers fluttering softly to the clouded floor.

He then appeared in the middle of a blaze of a house fire, and looked around.

"...geez." he muttered, before listening closely, tuning in for the one he was sent to save.

The man was silent as the woman said what she did to him, his eyes narrowing at her.

"....me." he said.

"You want ME... considering WHAT I am and WHO I am... to rescue one of those creatures." he told her. However, she didn't have to say anything, or answer his question, before he sighed.

Heavily.

"What am I saying, you said what you said and you mean what you say." he said to himself, rolling his eyes.

"All right, all right." he muttered.

"Save a human." he truncated. "Do what you do and make sure I know what the hell you're talking about." he mumbled further.

He grumbled to himself as he stepped out of the office, looking at his surroundings. The ceilings were higher than anyone could imagine, supported by pillars of what looked like ivory... and the carpet below him seemed to be little more than thin veil of clouds.

He shook his head, his short light brown hair ruffling a little, and cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing throughout the chamber. He then seemed to brush something off the shoulder of his leather vest, and sighed quietly.

His deep blue eyes scanned around, before he shrugged and started to walk.

"Looks like that's it." he muttered to himself.

"Thankfully." he said further. "Last thing I need is-" he started to continued, before he noticed a slender woman step out from behind one of the pillars.

As soon as he saw her, he groaned.

"Oh. Great." he mumbled, looking at the woman he towered over.

"YOU don't show yourself unless you want to speak to someone directly." he grumbled further.

"So. To what do I owe this... immense honour?" he asked, sarcasm dripping off of his last two words.

"....that's true." Ryker admitted.

"Well, here's hoping it's not THAT." he said to him.

He then got closer to Eke and draped his arm over his shoulders.

"Hey." he said.

"It's okay." he told him.

"We're dry in here and I'm here for ya." he smiled.

Hal just sighed heavily.

"....that is certainly dire." he said. "To understate it." he mumbled.

"But you are all right now?" he asked.

She nodded.

"Do you feel you are prepared to return to work?" he asked her further.

Again, she nodded.

Hal then smiled, and nodded softly.

"Excellent." he said.

"Welcome back then, Erica." he told her.

"Good to see you again." he finished.

Hal sat in his chair, looking at her, studying her, looking her up and down... before sighing and smiling.

"You look it." he said.

"I mean it, you're looking well." he told her.

"Which is above and beyond, considering you were being coerced and influenced by a demon, from what I hear." he went on.

"...granted, I know nothing more than that, but that's generally enough to surmise that a situation is dire." he then admitted.

"But you're all right. That's what matters." he said further, gesturing for her to take a seat.

"....you really DO have some good connections, don't you?" Jake asked.

His forked tongue then darted out of his mouth, and he nodded.

"All right, in you go." he told her, buzzing her in.

"...." he was then silent, and smiled.

"Hey." he said.

"Welcome back." he told her.

"We've missed you."

Jake raised an eyebrow when she said that, and checked in the envelope.

"...." he was silent, before looking at her.

"For real?" he asked, genuine surprise in his tone.

She just nodded.

"Daaaamn." he said.

"These gift cards are almost impossible to get, and cater to... very specific tastes." he went on.

"Dunno how you managed this, but... thanks."