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A blush spread across the girl's cheeks as she nearly slid off the wall whilst hearing Enzo speak.
"Y-you-..." her voice trailed off as Sasha struggled to find words to fit her emotion, "I-idiot...I can protect myself..."
She crossed her arms, huffing a little bit, trying to mask her embarrassment.
Finally, a single phrase flew out of Sasha's mouth, "But it's nice...that you think that way."
Seraph looked at the hotel with great pleasure. "This place seems like a great place to stay...I wonder how many others have settled in already." Seraph walked to his room with his suitcase in hand and his room key in the other. He opened his door and plopped himself inside, relaxing on his bed untill he figured he should leave.
Enzo chuckled a bit. He looked at his Sky ring that was on his finger, then back at her. "Do you want to go see a show?" He offered. This time, he wasn't going to break any bad news to her.
Darkness smirked. "I don't want to hear any excuses, Haimon. I have a job for you." He said, his words echoed through the room. "You will be leading a team going to a place called New York. The Guardians are there, but what I want from you specifically is important." He paused for a moment.
"I want you to kill Silver."
Silver hopped up from the bed and looked at David. "Maybe we should see where the others are. I want to explore!" David sighed, but before he could protest, she grabbed his wrist and dragged him out of the room, closing the door behind her. She looked back and forth, seeing an open door not too far away. Wandering over to it, she peered in, seeing Eos and Voltaire. She knocked lightly on the door. "Hi, you two," she spoke, offering them a smile. David stood there, finding it funny how excited she was about everything. But then again, he couldn't really talk, considering he had been all over the world in various places. New York was just another destination for him, nothing special.
"New York?.." Haimon listened to him as he spoke. "As you wish. Is there anything I should tell her before she dies?" He figured giving someone a message as they died was a nice thing to do; it gives them something to think about besides their death. Really, he thought it was quite merciful of him to even offer. But, he had to, considering this was Darkness he was dealing with.
"Tell her whatever you want, Haimon. Just get the job done." Darkness said, waving his hand to dismiss him.
A slight pause, and Sasha gave a shy nod, "Sure..."
Then her face reddened as she realized what she'd jut agreed to. Sasha quickly opened her mouth to add something on, "I-I'm only going because I've got nothing better to do..." Her arms remained crossed and the blush seemed much redder than it had been before.
Jacen's room gave him a view of New York as a whole...the skyscrapers, the cars, bridges...the endless lights.
It's beautiful here...I could fit right in...
And now I'm hungry. Time to see if this place has room service.
Jacen looked on the bedstand, bags still sitting by the front door.
assorted numbers and papers sat there. He opened the bedside drawer and found a menu for room service. They served everything...Man, they serve everything. Reminds me of that restaurant we visited...but let's see here.
It's been a while since I had a good burger.
He picked up the phone and called in a cheeseburger with fries and coke.
Not even 5 minutes later, he got a knock on the door.
WOW. They have great time.
He walked up to the door and opened it.
"Wow, that was fast you guys have grea-" He stopped upon seeing the desk clerk and two security agents.
"Uhh...I'm guessing you aren't room service."
"Sir. We believe an item you brought into the hotel may be dangerous. We need to inspect it."
Jacen was completely lost. He went from confused to angry.
"What item?" The clerk popped her head up and spoke.
"The silver box you took off of your luggage. Please show us. Now."
She put some bass into her voice which caused Jacen to smirk.
"Hmph. Fine. You're not going to like what you see...or maybe you will."
He walked over and grabbed the large silver case and set it on the bed. He undid the two buckles before turning around to face the staff that now took up the hotel room.
"You ready?"
"Sir, this is no time for games. Open the case." One of the agents nodded to his service weapon. Jacen nodded and opened up the case to reveal....
His hat collection. The left side was populated by a number of snapbacks for American sports teams, the right side with fitted hats.
A compartment opened to show cleaning cloths, brushes, and protective sprays and cleaning solution.
"I said it was personal. I don't like my hats being in other people's hands."
The staff just had a look of absolute shock on their faces.
That's...a military grade case. For hats. What the fuck is this guy's deal? One agent thought before walking out.
"I'm going on break" the other said before walking out.
The clerk bowed her head and looked embarrassed to all hell.
"I apologize for bothering you." Aah...might as well pick up her spirits.
"Hey, hey...pick your head up. You were just doing your job, right? I'm just protective about my things. No harm, no foul." He took off his glasses and looked at her. The clerk immediately looked up and blushed before quickly walking out of the room. "Haveagoodnight" She yelled as she left. He closed the door and laughed to himself before turning on the TV and walking back to the window.
Now that...was fun.
"Of course." He turned to leave, but then paused. "Master, must I take a team? I can handle that girl and the rest of them by myself, don't you think?" He knew what he'd be telling them as soon as he met them. 'Get in my way, and I won't hesitate to kill you as well.'
Eos stretched her arms back behind her head as she looked out the window. She hadn't expected Volitaire to agree, at least not so easily, but the fact that he did seemed to counter her bluff rather well. Either way, she wasn't entirely kidding and wouldn't be against sharing a room with him.
Although it would be a waste of the second bed... Her mind drifted, not exactly thinking about sharing a bed in the sense they had the day before. And in her moments of daze, her cheeks grew suddenly flushed and she found herself almost missing what Volitaire said next.
"Oh, no, no! It's New York! Sure this place is dripping with glitz and glamor but right around the corner from that are the dangerous parts of the city. But we'll all be traveling together for the most part... so we should be okay. Although in my honest opinion, most Americans seem absolutely bonkers!"
Enzo gazed onto Sasha with one eye, showing his disbelief in her reasoning for going with him. "Suuure.." He laughed and left the hotel room, instantly seeing Silver and David down the hall. They seemed to be waiting on someone. "Oi, Silver!" He called out, waving to her.
"Even if you can, it's my word, so you'll do what I say." Darkness retorted.
So- this was America.
JD was immediately unimpressed. Of course Eos was practically bubbling with excitement, but the poor Brit fellow was just attempting to fathom why they drove on the wrong side of the street, and why they lacked proper ‘u’s in words. For instance: ‘neighbourhood’ was ‘neighborhood’. It just seemed to defile the English language, and honestly he didn’t quite know how to take it.
Well he did- and it was not very well.
Inevitably they found themselves separating off once they reached the hotel, and JD just flopped rather lazily into one of the couches in the lobby and wallowed a bit. Eos ran off, and Voltaire was quick to follow; and so he marked off having much of an adventure with his sister. Silver was here- somewhere- and probably had David following her like some lost little puppy. So it was just him. JD. Alone in the lobby.
“So many fucks are not given right now,” JD stated into a pillow he was assured had had many a person- an American person to be precise- drool on. Yet like he said: he didn’t much care at the moment. America was depressing, and jet lag didn’t much help.
"Bonkers is right, if they can't even handle magic in a sensible manner. Bad enough for it to get banned.." He sighed and scratched his scalp, trying to shrug off how flustered he was getting. "Well...that kind of makes me apprehensive to go travel, honestly. I can only imagine this place is probably swimming with undesirables and I can't use magic to make sure they never bother again. Egh, I'll work my way around it. So, do you plan on going anywhere specific? You know the place more than I do." He ended that sentence with a chuckle and fell back into one of the beds and rested his head on his wrists. He peered out the window and was astounded by the number of buildings. It was like there was no space what-so-ever. It was also noisy...soon he'd probably get agitated by that. The sirens, honking cars, motors, planes and helicopters hovering overhead, and some shouts of people was something he completely wasn't used to. He just hoped he didn't lose his cool under all the noise. "This trip is most likely going to be more troublesome than relaxing..." He muttered.
Silver turned when she heard her name, to see Enzo and Sasha walking towards them. "Yo, Enzo." She smiled. She realized she hadn't really spoken to Enzo in a while, so it was nice to see him. David on the other hand, stood behind her, remaining quiet. He made eye contact with Enzo, and smiled at him as well as at Sasha. "Where are you two headed?"
"As you wish, Master.." He snapped his fingers, and in a split second, he was gone.
"Hmph." Sasha, still blushing, flowed Enzo lit the door, meeting Silver on the way out. She shrugged, "We're seeing some show or something. I dunno. you can join if ya want."
Enzo nodded. "Yeah, we're going to check out how Americans spend their free time." He added in. He had forgotten the fact that he didn't speak, nor read English.
"Oh, perfect! I'd love to join you." Silver was perhaps a bit too eager. But this was her chance to explore. David rolled his eyes, tapping Silver on the shoulder. "You have fun. I'm going to stick around and.. Do whatever, I dunno." Silver nodded as David turned to leave. She can take care of herself, anyways.
David took a stroll back to the lobby, where he saw JD, all alone. He huffed lightly and decided to stroll over to him and have a little chat.
"Alright, look, I know you don't like me, or trust me for that matter, but I'm willing to try to make peace between us. Frankly, I'd rather not have a lot of enemies; it's no good. Silver is yours, yes, I know, I just worry about her. I'm sorry if I have come across as clingy or trying to steal her away from you. I assure you I'm not trying to do that at all. I just really missed my best friend, is all." David frowned, looking down, avoiding eye contact. He didn't want Silver's boyfriend of all people to hate him.
She grinned, a spark of her more energetic personality appearing from within her, "Then what are you waiting for?" Asked Sasha, beginning to rush into the elevator, "Lets go already!"
Glancing down at her phone, Kira quickly took it out on a red light and unlocked it to see what it said. Snake Pit, 49th? Sweet. She knew where that was. Not too far away, but more than a ten minute ride there with this traffic. Checking the time, she figured she had enough time before the show to make it after changing.
A couple honks and red lights later, she arrived at her home. A nice two floor, three bedroom home. Parking in front of the house and locking it, she walked the short walk to the door, unlocking it and going inside. Turning on the light, she glanced around and called out,"Helloooo? I'm hooome." A moment of silence confirmed that she was alone. Locking the door, she went up the stairs to her room.
Not fifteen minutes later, Kira left the house locked up and was on her way to the club. Dressed in grey jeans, a red long sleeved lace top, red boots that she could walk in, spiked bracelet, and her hair brushed down and a headband to keep it out of her eyes, she felt better about being seen out and about. Her bag contained her keys, wallet, pepper spray, pocket knife and her phone. Pepper spray for the 'what if' situation, the knife had been just for her own personal reasons. Mainly, random things needing to be cut. Never knew when a knife was going to come in handy.
She was actually excited about seeing the band perform tonight. She'd missed the last few, so she wanted to listen to their new songs. The band'd been getting more popular lately so hopefully there'd be a full house. Eyes scanning the street names, she turned on 49th to find some parking space close to the club. Luckily, there were a couple found where she wouldn't have to worry about anyone trying to hi-jack the car.
Here now, mon amie.
The short distance to walk from her car to the Snake Pit wasn't so bad and Kira was at the front doors waiting for it to open along with a growing crowd. Many of them wore a lot more punk styled clothes than she would normally wear. It's what one would find in a club called the Snake Pit. At least there weren't any girls wearing frilly pink clothes or anything of the sorts. That would've been amusing to see.
When the plane finally arrived at the airport, the students took off in every which direction. It took Marcus a while to herd them together and getting them to the shuttle that took them to the hotel. As he walked, Seraph pulled up beside him and asked him to be his 'buddy' for the trip. "Of course, I don't see why not."
Arriving at the hotel, he provided everyone with their American cellphones for the trip, and assigned them their rooms. Everyone was to be on the 100's level, so it would be easier to supervise them. However, once they became settled they could do whatever they wish, so as long as they stuck with at least one other person. There were no specific curfews, as this was more of a vacation rather than a school trip. Once those tasks were taken care of, Marcus and Seraph made their way to their room, 130. Upon entering, he was pleasantly surprised by the cleanliness, and sheer size of the place. Far different from the hotels in Canada. What made it better, was the fact that there were two king sized beds. He would sleep well tonight! As Seraph flopped down on the mighty bed, Marcus put their luggage against the wall and walked towards the balcony, thinking that fresh air would be nice. With a tug, he swung the two glass doors open and was met instantly with sirens, horns, yelling, planes, any and all noise possible, he threw the doors shut. "Well that's enough fresh air for now..." he chuckled to himself. Turning around, he saw Seraph begin to leave the room, "Where do you want to head first?" He asked politely, coming up behind him.
JD’s deluge into some somber-near-nap was disturbed by a voice crisping into the air he didn’t much care to hear. Those eyes peaked open underneath a swath of dark eyelashes and he pulled his body from the couch in a sleepy malaise. “You are correct on all those accounts,” JD remarked to the not liking, and not trusting aspect of their current ‘relationship’. “And I’m not your enemy- Silver asked me to play nice. So what do they call those not so arch-nemesis antagonists? Frien-imies? Or sub-bosses? Or something of that sort.” JD sighed. “Not to sound like a nerd, but you are like some sort of sub-boss that inevitably joins the heroes and inevitably we find ourselves applying to our team because honestly- we like the danger that brings. I on the other hand am the plucky side-hero that makes all the jokes and tanks through the bad guys. Also very helpful. Also prone to dying dramatically at the end to prove a point. I’m rambling-“ He mused quite truthfully. “I’m Chester and you are Magus. Inevitably not the same game, but you get the point. I’m not going to be your friend David, but I’m not going to smash your face into the ground either. It is apparent you care for Silver, and you value her friendship above all to come and say this to me. So- you know- I’m not your enemy, and I’ll probably end up fighting with you instead of against you. But ah- we aren’t going to go have beers anytime soon and reminisce about the old days.” JD paused. “Number one: I don’t like you that much. Number two: we really aren’t that old to be reminiscing.”
About that time he pulled himself up from the couch entirely. “Still I guess we best take to exploring America while we are here, and I’m sure our other plucky young hero party has left without us. Because for some reason they always have more dialogue and action- and that leads to more cut scenes away from our current location.”
David stared at JD as he rambled on and on about "frienemies" or whatever it was he was trying to say. Sure, he understood exactly what he meant, but he talked a lot for not liking him. "Here I was hoping we could kick back and enjoy a beer or two, ah well." He held his hands behind his head, watching as JD stood up. He was sort of glad he got that off his chest, and wondered about what to do next. "You ever been here before? It's not really that special.. You got a Starbucks, a few blocks down a McDonalds, more weird stores..." David thought back to the time he spent in America, which had been quite some time ago by now, and he wondered how much had changed.
Silver walked to the elevator with Sasha, almost skipping. The more time that passed, the more excitement would build up. She stopped and turned back to Enzo. "You coming?"
Silver's voice had snapped Enzo out of whatever trance he was in. "Y-yeah." He went over to join the two at the elevators. "Everyone seems to be going to some show. I figured we should go, too." He shrugged.
The doors dinged open, and Sasha stepped inside, pressing the button for the lobby. She had managed to change out of her usual track suit before she had packed her bags to get to America, and only because she needed to wash the darn thing. For now, Sasha was wearing a simple checkered hoodie, t shirt with some Russian band name printed on it, and jeans. Though the girl felt uncomfortable without her normal clothes, Sasha figured that America was a good place as any to try new things.
The elevator made a singing sound again, and the trio reached the lobby.
She tapped the tip of her pointer finger on her lips as she gazed out at the cityscape. "Plans?" There was plenty the girl wanted to do, but it was already getting late so there wasn't much time left that the teachers would allow students to roam around. Although she did hear someone talking about watching some live bands play just around the corner. "I think many of the students are going to see a band play, would you go with me?" She asked, turning on her heel. She would need to find JD as well, knowing that his taste in music was far more suited to this show than most others. Eos preferred lighter more poppy tunes, but wanted to try and absorb as much American culture as she could.
After some thought he decided to go out with her. No use being stuck in the Hotel room if he came to explore. He yawned pretty heavily and nodded while rubbing is eye. "Sure, E. Maybe I can go people-watching too.." The timezones may have been getting to him. He hasn't done a thing yet and he's already drowsy.
Jacen stretched and stepped out to sit his room service tray outside of the door as directed by the man who brought the food up.
He looked down the hall and saw Voli and Eos walking out of their room, looking as if they were ready to go out. "Yo! Where you two headed off to?"
Enzo and the two girls descended down the elevator, and were out in the lobby in no time. There, he caught sight of David and JD, not a sight Enzo was used to seeing. The two didn't seem to be enjoying each other's company. Still, Enzo approached them. "Hey, guys. We're going to to see a show, so we'll be back later." Enzo knew JD would want to know where Silver was going, and why. Isn't that what boyfriends are supposed to ask?
Enzo made his way out of the hotel, and saw a group of Sorcerers students heading in one direction. Among them was Red, who Enzo hasn't seen since they left the Gaze. He wanted to call out to him, but Red seemed a bit pre-occupied with some women. Enzo shivered as a chilly breeze went by. The street was lit up with lights and filled with noises of car horns, and angry, busy people. Much different then back in Japan.
It was getting to be about that time, Harley once again a little later than she should have been. Taking a quick check of her phone she walked down the line of those waiting to get in until she found just the girl she was looking for. "C'mon, you get VIP treatment tonight." With a laugh, Harley nodded her to follow. Harley didn't take a liking to this girl just because she was easy on the eyes, but because the two of them possessed powers that not many others understood. In this day in age, if the two of them made their powers public, they'd be taken in for reconditioning without hesitation. It was nice having someone around who felt and understood the same sense of prejudice that she did. She gave a smile to the others waiting eagerly in line before flicking her cigarette to the ground and heading down the stairs toward the underground club.
The small club had an empty floor with a few people inside, including the bartender, the security and her band mates. "Well look who decided to finally show up!" Joey yelled from the stage, "I had to stop for some smokes, which reminds me... how much is this gig paying? 'Cos I'm broke." She smiled a cheeky smile as she pulled herself up onto the stage and walked towards Micky behind the drums and gave him a cigarette that he promptly placed behind his ear.
Micky was the quiet type, but what he lacked in personality he made up for in sheer talent. He was short but built tough, sporting a disheveled short hair-style. "It won't be much, but if we bring in enough of a crowd we will manage to survive another week. Hurry up, we've gotta be cued up in less than fifteen." Said the bassist Joey, who was that tall, pale and handsome kind of punk - but had a tendency to give Harley a hard time. All three of them made up Pack Of Thieves, this obvious by the name on the drum set and the various merchandise strewn upon a nearby booth. They were by no means famous, but here on the underground New York punk scene they were well known and well received.
"We're going to enjoy the noisy grandeur that America has to offer. Some sort of...musical. This is a new for me, but Eos was willing to bring me." He said while giving her a light poke to the side. "I think everyone else is already down and out. Come, walk with us."
It's supposed to be a learning experience right? Time to start learning.
"I'll be there in a second, just gotta grab a jacket."
Jacen opened one of his suitcases and grabbed a black varsity jacket with a green orb design on the back and walked over to the hat case and picked up a green New York Jets snapback.
When in Rome...do as the Romans do.
He walked out and checked his pockets for keys, wallet, and phone before locking the door.
"So who is playing at this thing anyway?