"Same thing we do everyday." He sighed, "Try to find clues that will lead us to Lark industries." He shook his head softly and looked down. "It almost seems hopeless in this city. We might as well move on to the next." IT was dangerous switching zones. They had to cross angliec being's territories to get to the next contaminated zone. The "angels" did that on purpose so they could easily find and dispose of normals. They had only switched zones a few times int ehir lives.
"Well this sleeing in the nasty sure gives the armpit odor a smell of a medow. That solved my pit stink! now if only the nasty odor was more powerful that my foot stink." He said taking off his sock witch relesad an even worse odor. He put new socks on. "Well I feel refeshed!" He said with any happiness he had left. Cody got up walked over to Christel. "Goodmoring Chris!" He said on a mocking tone. He had alwasy called her Chris like a guy's name because he thought it was funny.
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"Well if we don't kill him maybe there will be death and destruction and maybe this realm will be destroyed and the Cykarie Realm (otherwise know as the Sye Realm in the future) will have a waged war with a realm Blackfang named after himself." Ryujini said then paused. The three of them broke out laughing.
"It'll be okay." Grace wrapped her arms around Rodger's shoulders. He looked like he needed a hug, and Grace was in need of one, too. She didn't like the threat to her friends of switching zones, but she felt the adrenaline run through her already, reminded that the task lay not far ahead. If anyone got caught, she'd be beside herself. They could stay here for longer... But that might make it more obvious to the Angels that they were in the current area.
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Christel raised an eyebrow at Cody. "How many times..." she growled, and punched him, though not too hard, in the stomach. Keeping her eyes narrowed she muttered, "And you don't need to announce it when you take your socks off. We don't need an announcement. When people nearby start fainting from the smell, then that'll be an obvious enough message." She turned away.
Roger felt a soft grin touch his lips and he wrapped one arm around the young girl. "Its alright. We will make it through. WE always do." He sighed and looked away. He unwrapped his arms and headed down the tunnel. "Come on you lazy bums. Lets go!" He called making his husky voice echo against the walls. His footfalls increased insound as well. He was comfortable in the tunnels. Jus like the angels called him. He was a rat. But like a rat he was hard to catch. Easily slipping through hidden doors and passage ways.
"Ow what was that for? Plus I want to let people know because I don't want them to fallover. Unless it's you." He said. He took off his sock and put his foot in Christel's face to make her faint in the smell. "How do you like dem rotten apples. Maybe I can wipe out the army perfect mutants with my stink!" He said while moving his foot closer to her.
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"Well if we don't kill him maybe there will be death and destruction and maybe this realm will be destroyed and the Cykarie Realm (otherwise know as the Sye Realm in the future) will have a waged war with a realm Blackfang named after himself." Ryujini said then paused. The three of them broke out laughing.
Grace tried to make as little noise as possible, following Roger quickly, but ultimately failed again, tripping and regaining herself quickly. "One down, two to go." She said with a laugh. She tripped exactly three times every day, but she was used to it by now. She was a very clumbsy person, but she had good aim. She looked quickly to the others as they fell into pairs, chatting quietly. She stepped back to Christel and Cody. "Hey guys," she smiled crookedly, "How's the morning?"
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Christel snarled and grabbed Cody's foot. She twisted his ankle, not enough to sprain it, but enough to hear a satisfying crack. She pushed his foot away and smiled strangely up at Grace. Christel's expression was unreadable. But her smile almost seemed possessed...though it wasn't. She was merely angry. Her now gray eyes were smoldering as she stood and silently followed Roger, quickly catching up with him.