The sky grows ever darker.

[engale]

OOC: Time to start some kind of a plot here.

BIC:
Engale looked at the ball that was infront of him. He turned back and looked at the lady sitting in the chair.

I'll take care of them. It would be my pleasure

His form turned into that of a grayish cat and he jumped into the air disapearing into the nothingness that the air was.

A bit later his form apeared again far from where he left. The cat with bluish eyes landed on a roof top and looked around jumping from the edge to the balcony and running down the fireescape fast for the road below. Once hitting the sidewalk with his front two paws he started for a small house not too far from where he was.

This house to most would be just another house on the block. To him it was much more. He looked at the house from across the street and fleed across the street avoiding the cars as best he could.

Walking up to the stairs he stoped short of the first step to the house of Usagi and turned into the bushes and sat down.

[Ben Sukrai]

"Took your sweet time kitty.  What happened, litter box trouble?"

The voice of course, belonged to Blackmire, in his human guise of Ben.  Being Lady Nightmare's son, he had a vested interest in the goings on at this particular house, as well as a mission to run.

OOC:  I'm sorry, but at least we've started....

[engale]

OOC: Only you would know what I'm up to Ben .

BIC:

The cat looked up to the human that was around. Engale lips currled with the idea that the guy might want something from him. So Engale jumped to the window frame to looke the guy better in the eyes.

Yeah had a bit of trouble but you know full well that we are on the same side. Now get gone so I can get in.

Engale didn't want Ben to be around when he sucked up to the legs of Usagi, it was a repulsive idea for him to consider but Engale was going to do it for the mission that was of hand. He had to get close and then strike. Nothing was going to work if they didn't get in that house.

[Ben Sukrai]

OOC:  

BIC: Ben met Engale's gaze with his single blood-red eye as a chilling smile curled across his lips.  "Yeah yeah, keep your shorts on.  I'll be watching though, so don't screw this up."

The 'boy' melted back into the shadows again as though he never had been there, and a moment later was perched on top of another house down the block where he could observe without being spotted.  Even so, he flattened himself out on the shingles to minimize the odd chance that he might be seen.

[engale]

Engale walked from the shrubs and to the steps. Placeing his front paws between his back and rolled his tail around his right side as he sat on the second step.

His eyes green and fur gray looked around as he say no one watching him at the moment. He lifted up his left paw letting his claws come out and bent his paw in a awful twist to get to his right side. He pushed his claws into his own side and drug them down in a aquard angel.

The wound was deep and painful as his tail slid from infront of him and to his side Engale's paws slide infront of him as the blood started to expell itself from him.

[Emerald Temptress]

OOC: Hope noone minds me joining in.  

BIC: Lita, aka Jupiter, had been again attempting to cook something and failing miserably, when she heard something meowing at the door.  Setting down the slightly blackened cookies, she opened the door to find a bleeding grey cat.

"Oh my!  What happened to you!?  Oh you poor thing!  Here, let me fix that up you poor poor kitty!"  She grabbed Engale up into her arms and squeezed in what was supposed to be an affectionate hug but was tight enough to cut off the cat's air supply as the snuggled the feline into submission.

"Come on, let me take you inside and we'll get you all fixed up.  I just finished making some cookies, you want some?  Of course you do...."  She cooed as she brought Engale into the house.

[engale]

Engale was not much suprised when someone came out, it was when he was near death from the hug that he wanted not to be in this situation at all. His forced himself to looking to the eyes of the girl who held him with an effectinat stair.

Brought inside he relized the plan had worked. and he would soon have to put the next part into action. It was going to have to wait until he had been fully healed before more could happen though.

Cookies sounded good, though, as she left him for a bit and he bleed over the coushin some before the bleeding stoped. When she returned with the "cookies" the only way he could tell what they were was the fact they were round. They cooked dough was black and burned.

Engale jumped from the couch that he rested on and took off into another room, to avoid the cookies of doom.

Looking around this new room there was a bed and a few end tables. Engale took off and slid under the bed to hide.

[Ben Sukrai]

Ben watched it all, from the humiliating greeting to the cookies, all with a grin on his face.  It seemed that the plan was going well, if a little unorthodox.  Oh well, as long as Engale did what he needed to do, Ben wouldn't have to step in.

..... Besides, he was running out of film in his camera.

OOC:  

[engale]

OOC: Where did everyone go?

[Mayvus0]

(Let's breathe some life into this sorrowful ending, absent of villiany)

--This is how the world ends, this is how the world ends, this is how the world ends, not with a bang, but with a whimper--

[I/]I felt the world flow to the dark side of the moon....[/I]

Heh.

The cold, frozen, sealed expanses of the Negaverse were still, a flowing cavern of obsidian, at least in this place. They had been beaten but a year ago, butwhen they had been beaten, this place had been sealed completely from life, and all left here had withered, and died, like a flower deft of water and nourishment, and yes...of sunlight...

A lone figure stood in a particular dark and dreery place, this figure lying somewhat...out of focus, within this places shadowed interior, lacking any truly tangible visage of brightness, yet the dull flicker of something conceived as vision played upon this place, like a demonically irridescent nature to evil itself....

[I/]Tick-tock-tic....what games shall we play? But there is none here....[/I]

The pale head, with long, straight black hair turned, facing the throne of this realms former master, Queen Berryl, his red irises glowing in the darkness, like the color of blood. A thin smile crossed his colorless lips, the old youma's smooth porcelain face assuming the shape with little derision to his beautiful features...

[I/]I must find someone with whom to play, he thought.[/I]

He turned to Earth, and the pale man in black disappeared, like a boogeyman into a childs mind, when the lights go off....

[engale]

OOC: I do wish that at least ben would get back in this one. It would make it so we could do something with it.

[Ben Sukrai]

OOC: Well, it has been awhile, sorry... at least I'm only a few months late this time instead of a few years...