A Night on The Town. (Open)

"10:00, huh?" Storm grumbled, looking at his watch. The last few days had been really uncool. Shizuka had officially become partners with him, but he hadn't seen much of her since. "God, could my life get any worse!?" He screamed, staring into the starless sky.

OOC: I'm not sure exactly where you are, so I'm going to pick a place. I hope that is alright.

Stephen decided to leave his apartment for a bit and take a walk. It was pretty late to be taking a casual stroll down the streets of this supernatural city at night, but who could blame him? After all, the stars were beautiful and numerous in the sky, which wasn't all too rare in Nevada, but living in New York all his life with the towering skyscrapers and the bilge of the common street, not to mention the constant fear of being mugged, kind of made it so Stephen couldn't enjoy these common joys in life. Stephen was wearing black jeans, a white T-shirt that had a picture of a lollipop on it, and a black hoodie that covered up his physique. He was also wearing black and white checkered skating shoes to complete the outfit.

There was a light breeze out that lightly tousled the 17 year-old boys hair and sent a slight chill through the opening of his hoodie. [color:e3fa=993300]"I sure am glad I brought a jacket..." Stephen sighed with relief as he zipped up his hoodie and stuffed his hands into his jean pockets. He had just began to get comfortable when he heard someone shouting. Thinking there was trouble, he immediately ran over to help, where he found a boy, clearly frustrated in one of the side streets by the main road. [color:e3fa=993300]"You good, dude?"

OOC: Also, the site seems to be adding to my color code, so you will find the true color, chocolate, in my signature.

Inhale... Exhale... Repeat. A shady looking character repeated in his head numerous times. His hazy white eyes scanned over the dark city, which was only illuminated by the few flickering street-lamps that you'd typically see some guy standing under in a cheesy horror movie. Considering how quiet it was throughout that street, the mysterious figure's breathing could be heard from all around. His white hair was one of the only notable features considering his dark green jacket was concealing his face, leaving him almost shapeless. His breathing was choppy and sounded quite hoarse, all thanks to the gas mask that was strapped to his face. From closer up you could notice a rather unnatural aura, which colors resembled the colors you'd see in a puddle of oil or gas on the side of the street.

"This city is much quieter than the brochure described it as... heh." Attor chuckled and turned his head toward the source of the faint noise. Step after step, the kishin egg drew closer towards the sound of people...

OOC: I must wait for King Rage to make a post before I, so that we can keep the flow of the RP intact.