.::MorTaL iMperFecTioN::.

"...Where the hell are you going?" Envy asked just after Zack left out the window. All he did was help out a little, eat, and ditch the place.... He sighed before looking back at Fiachra. "Well, looks like you can go home now...and no, just him. Now that you found our hide out we're are gonna have to leave somewhere else. Thanks alot."

 

Fiachra blinked. "Whoever said I would tell? I'm only a persona, nothing more then graphics and particals. I could erase this spot from my memory, if you'd like."

 

Zack glanced around at the outside world and the snow covered streets, "lets see, where would be another hideout?" he thought to himself as he started to jog down the road and looked around for any sturdy, abandon houses.

 

"What makes you think I'm going to trust you?" Envy placed a hand on his nose and winced again from the pain. Yep. It sure was broken...

 

Fiachra sighed and stood up. She put her finger on her temple. "Delete memory from memory banks. Painted Skin hideout." She waited for a few seconds. "Deleted." Fiachra blinked a few times and looked at Envy. "Envy? Where am I? What am I doing here?"

 

"Nice try....go home, Fiachra." Envy said as he pointed up at the hole in the roof. Snow was starting to come through it and a draft was coming in.

 

Fiachra was really confused. "Nice try? At what?" She sighed. "Fine. I'll leave." She turned into her true form. Fiachra looked at Envy and crossed her arms. "She is but I'm not. Painted Skin hideout? Nice. Maybe I should make my own. And anyway, that persona isn't acting up. She REALLY has forgotten where she is."

OOC: She can delete stuff from her memory.

 

Ooc: Really now?.....REALLY?

"........Why?" Envy made his way out the kitchen and flopped on the couch, unsure of where Penoa was or what he was doing. Maybe he went back into his room ro suck on that dead body. "Why do you keep bugging me?"

 

"Its not me, its that stupid persona. She follows you around even when she isn't trying." Fiachra replied. "If she wasn't there then you only would get a glance of me out of the corner of your eye."

 

She almost felt like a hobo with the way she was rubbing her exposed arms. A sturdy glare set in muscles as she walked down the empty streets that were lightly dusted with snow. Dianna felt her teeth chattering when another burst of wind attacked her numbing flesh, and she was beginning to think that maybe it would have been better to have been stuck and attacked than being free and frozen. (There was no maybe that this experience reminded her how much she disliked the cold.)

Dianna stopped in her tracks when she lost the feeling in her feet, somehow feeling colder now that she wasn't moving (Aside from shivering.) She bit her lip as she huddled down, keeping each part of her body close to the others to preserve some of the heat trying to escape, feeling weak in the position. When she did, thankfully, her back pocket tightened around the lighter it held bringing it back to mind. With a shaky hand Dianna reached back and pulled out the little plastic container and brought it to her face. An idea fresh in mind, she took a quick look around. Seeing no one she flicked the little lever and awoken a small flame. She then took her other hand and lightly touched the fire, pulling away slowly. The flame followed her hand, slightly growing in size, until it completely surrounded her.

A sigh of content slipped her lips. While she still could feel the wind's chilly bite, Dianna felt her body warm up enough to drive away the pins and needles that had attacked her skin just a few moments before.​

 

Ooc: Desi, Apoligetix...I SEE you. D:

Envy stretched out and put a pillow behind his head. It was still sore but at least it didn't hurt like it used to. "Then why don't you want to leave now? Gonna eat me or something?" He stared back up at the hole in the ceiling and began thinking about other things as he talked. For example: Lucifer. Was he that bored that he would walk around the city whistling? Or was he looking for him?

 

OoC: <.< I am not Desi, I am your Imagination

BiC: Echo sighed and walked down a ally. 'Why are there so many allyways in this place.' she thought as she looked at the junk against the walls. Trash, bugs, doors, and other things were there.

 

Fiachra sighed and lent against the wall. "You. Thats why."

 

"That doesn't make sense to me." Envy continued talking and thinking at the same time. This Dark Angel sure was weird...

 

"Don't take that statement the wrong way. Its you though. Something is odd about you. I've met half-breed before but none like you. As if theres something in you, waiting to come out. I can sence it." Fiachra frowned.

 

Lucifer made it to the top floor of the building. he stared at the city below through a broken and dirty window. he walked over to a table and set his gun on it. he took out some tools and started working.

 

"Really know. Thats...nice." Envy stopped looking up and covered his face with the pillow behind his neck. What did she mean something inside of him? Did she know the relation between Lucifer and him.

Ooc: Hint: Envy is Lucifers son. :lolface: *shot*

 

OOC: WHAT THE FU- *blows up* :lolface:

BIC: Fiachra sighed. "Well, somethings different about you. I'll keep you alive until I find it out."

 

"Is that a polite way of saying you'll stalk me?" Envy smirked underneath the pillow. Maybe this Dark Angel liked him but didn't want to admit it....NAH.

 

Fiachra frowned. "No. A way of saying, I'll protect you until I find the info I want. Then i'll let them kill you."