Alex does not move a single muscle of his face as the "branded" girl answer his questions. He continues to replay the events over and over again in his mind. He has hundreds of questions to ask. He would at times glance at the girl, debating with the information that she gave and question the truth behind her words. He consider the next move. For instance, who should watch the girl? As things are now, they each seem to have different means of transportation. Considering their skill sets and behavior, she is most likely safe with the short man. Still, she is perhaps the best bait to lure out this foe to them as well. Though he considers that the other two will protest using her as bait, and even has doubts against the success of his bait idea compare to other available methods. Eventually he arrives at his own answer, though before he acts, he waits to hear the meeting time.
The instant the rifle lifted, Huntsman bolted. Back into the vents he scrambled. With the eruption of the napalm, it was too hot even in here. He felt his body drying. This really couldn't get any worse. He couldn't overpower them, and they were already on to him. He couldn't fool the cops again. It was time to abandon this building and feed. He'd do his research on patterns of disease and find the answer that way. Then the cult would be gone, and with the mass he'd get from their bodies he'd wipe this miserable station off the map! He drilled through the roof and entangled a group of pigeons before they could scatter. Their flesh melted into his in his grip and he developed a horribly human grin. He'd do this to every last officer in this town!
Swallower found the very concept of branding to be a bit beyond him. In a world where all was made of shadow, nothing could be darkened like that. As such, his reaction was lacking. "To Nepal we must travel then. Or rather, I. I cannot take others through me." He planned to wait for night so he could make a vast leap across the planet through its darkness.
The man with the rifle clicked his tounge in annoyance " He escaped again , this is your fault if he get loose and we have a new case " He directed the word at the large man with the gigantic machette still held in his arm , who only grins " That man is either from a rival organization , or someone who seeks the cults. If we follow his body trail , we will prolly be lead to the cult. Dont forget LongSight , our job was not those coppers 'Serve and Protect' ours was 'In any means and measure , annihilate the oddity'" the man called LongSight sighed at the typical answer and nodded grimly "We will end this... for everyone that died against it"
The girl looked at the diary pages before looking at the time "6th moon of Kandar , that would mean 3-4 days from now, 3 days and 3 nights to be precise" The girl felt the taller man stare , it is as if he is questioning her answers, she stole glances at the man thinking how much of the truth he knew. She didnt hide anything from them , she answered their question to the best of her ability , however the thing they didnt ask were a different matter altogether.Its way easier to just not answer what she is not asked about compared to making up facts and covering every single lie that she have to told otherwise "it is wise I think if we arrive some days earlier to get a look on what the town would be like, or to travel at night . We must be wary either case , they probably have taken precaution against outsider invading their meeting"
In a ship somewhere " We will be arriving in Nepal in 2 hour Mistress" a rough looking sea captain told his only passenger , an assorted oddity consisting of a single man , woman and a child without any baggage whatsoever. He however have learnt to not question his cargo , especially if they have a rather odd "feeling" , but this one was rather special. "Thank you Dutchman , feels hard no? Going around the sea without any rest" The woman replied to the captain , she or her organization as it should be have known this man and employed his service since ancient times , they both have a rather amicable relations with each other , the Sea captain flashed a small smile " Not really Mistress, the curse didnt trouble me as much anymore , with the blessing you all gave me " He swung his large hand as if to show his ship. The 'ship' didnt float in sea , however it floated on "land" floating some inches aboves the house , automatically adjusting its height whenever there is a taller structure, its also invisible to anyone who didnt know of its specific existence
"Well if we have that much time, we might as well all go by plane. I'll get a ticket for... Oh, I'm so sorry! I don't think we even asked your name yet! How could I forget! I'm sorry... So, who am I buying a ticket for?" Arthur asked the girl, hating himself for not noticing before.
A bony little girl dropped off the roof of the police station. Huntsman would have preferred something more threatening, but with only pigeons to eat, this was about all she could manage. This wasn't the worst a cult hunt had ever gone, but it was close. She lifted a pointy nose into the air and sniffed, searching for Swallower. She hated to rely on him, but she bet that bastard knew more than he was letting on. If she found him, finding the cult may get a little easier. Swallower's unique scent of darkness carried from miles away and the girl grew flimsy wings. There he was.
"I cannot travel by plane, unless one of you can supply a proper disguise or hiding space." Swallower had no ability to change his form at will, and he had long known humans were not receptive to giants with horns. That and he would take up several seats.
Alex looks at the big guy and asks, "Are you unable to hide in one of our shadows?" Though his question is more out of curiosity then actually trying to suggest an answer. Regardless, with the recent information, his brain already working out a few plans, though none of them are finish as he will need to first find where exactly this meeting place will take place. Once he knows the exact location, he will be able to complete his one of his ideas. He begins to offer the others, including the little girl, a little business card. Though there is nothing on the card besides a number, which belongs to one of his phones. He stays still for a few seconds just in case someone wants to discuss a but, but if not, then he slowly departed for Nepal.
The girl spoke again "I will say my name again , I am Ilyaliya Tsuluquidza" the girl seems confused that the group asked her name twice, but she cant really be choosy in this kind of situation. and at least one of them in the group is suitable enough for what she want. "That have to go on , I cant let them win out this one" the girl whispered in a very low voice to herself. She turned again to face the group " I will tell you more about the country at the plane ride, I feel like you people may want to know about it" The girl took the business card from Alex as well asking afterward "This is a phone number yes? Is this your preferred method of contact?"
Somewhere else in the city , a dark windowless room hidden in a inconspicuous government building "So you failed to catch Target 2?" A man in a business suit sits on a large table filled with documents and papers clenched his fist "With all the power that was given to the 55th you didnt manage to catch target one or two ?" in front of him stands two man one of them was a man with a large build and the other was an ordinarily sized man with glasses, the man with glasses begin to speak " Well boss , we were only called for target 2 , target 1 was never alerted to us" He pointed again to the report submitted in yellow paper to the man in the suit, "Really now, it isnt like you Scope to make this kind of report, it is true though that city keeping was the one who responded to target 1. He still 'disabled' hundreds of people though together with two of your comrades attached to that division" The large man began to speak up "Boss, we havent loss target 2 , We are still watching him using the Wall Eyes" The man pulled out a portable device, its small screen is showing two information, one is the view of the city surrounding Huntsman , and the other was its position in relation to the city "The live feed will stop once he get out of the city border , the tracking will still be there " The man in the business suit smiled "yes yes of course , the best witch hunter within the group. I know its right to release you from prison, follow him , finish that occult off and get back here" The suit tapped the table once as he watched the two leave his room "Every single one of them... this world has no place for 'that'"
Swallower shrugged heavily. "That I could do. I just dislike the inactivity." It took a second for a realization to dawn upon him. "Now, why did you do nothing when that man attacked?" He was too focused on the wizened man before him to notice Huntsman landing on a roof not far away, looking in surprise at the collapsed building. He'd better stay up here and watch a while.
In response to Ilyaliya, he nods his head slightly, but his mind is clearly occupied by something else at this moment. He gently rubs his chin in deep thought a few seconds after hearing the new piece of information on the massive man's, or creature's, ability with the shadows. But before he could come up with a solid plan to factor in this new insight, his thought process is cut off by a question directed at him. Remaining perfectly calm at the question propose to him, he responses without missing a beat, "I was studying him. I was fascinated by his skill, yet I did search for an opening. Which, I will admit his style of fighting did take me by surprise. As I look for weaknesses, or some moment to take him by surprise, he would continue to hold his guard on all fronts. Simply put...he was ready for me to jump in at any moment, but I did not try to attack him due to his unknown ability. As you notice, when the situation seems to be at a disadvantage for the man, he would adjust his weapon of choice....or rather mold it into something else...to removes his foe's leavage against him, while simultaneously attempting to switch the fight's rhythm into one that suits his preference. Still, what is truly unsettling...is the feeling I have that he was not displaying his true strength. Unlike you two, especially you, I do wish to risk my body in a series of exchanges with a man of his caliber while having a lack of understanding how his power works. So I decide to let you two help me figure that out. Besides, I need to comprehend both of your fighting styles as well. My threads would be difficult to collaborate with your abilities in certain situations, and I do not want to accidentally play into our opponent's hands due to my lack of knowledge. Next time, I will be better suited to assist either of you in battle against him, and anyone in general, now that I am more familiar with you two in combat after witnessing that exchange."
Ilyaliya looked at the exchange between the man and the weird creature , she thought to herself " The man called alex is more perceptive than the creature at least, I have to get there quickly and stop her. I hope I dont have to do anything drastic, I would have to see who I can contact on when I get there" She slipped Alex name card to her backpocket, her clothes seems to be strangely cleaner and more featured than when the group first found her, her features seems to be healthier as well now that she has been outside for a while, it was something strange though her features didn't look like the rest of the prisoner if one look extremely closely and is used to seeing the kind of ethnicity facial features. The girl looked to the outside as if she is thinking of something , her face looks like typical girl worrying about a family member.
"STAY BACK" A man screamed while holding a knife into a scared tourist face, "DAMNED FATHANSIR, HOW DARE YOU APPEAR THIS NEAR TO THE HOMELAND" The man seems to be shouting at something, it was a strange occurence , the market that used to be bustling this early in the morning is silent , several stalls were ruined, and the most horrifying is the dead body strewn all over, they all seems to have the same kind of wound, either a deep slash or a thin precise stab. The Something approached him , ignoring his warning, as the knife slowly pierces the tourist neck. The Panicked man screamed in his mind , how can this happen , how can he die here like this, he is going to join heaven in 4 days. The man string of thought were cut off as he felt a searing pain in the right of his face , he dared to look at it and found that his jaw and whole hand were gone together with the knife , the tourist face were seared as well with a thin line of blood. He looked for a second back front again to see the something swinging a block as if cleaning blood of it the man went down fainting due to the shock releasing the tourist who scampered backward he looked in terror, what he looked is different compared to what the man looked, however the last thing that he sees and hear before he fainted is the man lifting his foot and stomping it down accompanied by cracking then a squelching noise .
Arthur mentally berated himself for not remembering the girl's name. How could he allow him to forget it?! It's like he didn't even care... The girl was already doing something else by the time he stopped hating himself and he never got to apologize. That's not going to reflect poorly on him, right? Well anyway, he could do something while the others discuss whatever it was they were discussing. Something about Alex not assisting them? Arthur was too enraged to notice Alex's passivity.
One minute later
"Right, you guys. I made a phone call and I arranged a private plane for us. Naturally, you two..." He pointed at Alex and Swallower, "...will have to pay for your own tickets. As Ilyaliya said, we will probably want to know more about what's going on, so I figured it would be a good idea to do it somewhere where people can't overhear us talking about the Hidden World. Oh, and we should probably bring as many books as we can salvage from those ruins. Just in case."
Swallower gave Arthur a look of mixed confusion and annoyance. "I... lack this world's currency. I will simply do this to travel." With that, he put a foot in Arthur's shadow and vanished, leaving only a sense of his presence. "I can remain here for as long as I wish. It is not ideal, but it appears to be necessary."
On the other side of the house, Huntsman crouched, her back opened like a flower, petals of flesh forming a twitching mass. In the center lay a sort of drum, vibrating softly to the sounds of the voices below. Aside from this makeshift ear, Huntsman remained the frail girl form. Nepal? He had to go to Nepal? Dammit, he hated the cold!
Ilyaliya cringed when she sees swallower entered Arthurs shadow, she seems to be more sensitive to hidden presence compared to normal ones, she also sensed huntsman up in the other side, sensing her flesh shifting forming the rudimentary ear like structure, she then made a note to herself "Something akin to the king huh, I would have to be more careful to what I said and did. No telling on whose side that thing is" She then turned to Arthur her face showing no sign of actually worrying about Arthurs thought " So are we going to the airport now ? If I hazard a guess that man would have been entering nepal by now"
The man in suit still watches the Wall Eye footage from all across the city, he sees Swallower entering Arthurs shadow and noticed Huntman performing his transformation, smiling to himself he put the telephones handle to his ear only pressing a single button beforehand "Change of plan , the target will now be assigned the callsign 'Flesh 1' , Flesh 1 is to be detained alive to be used as a negotiation piece with and against Gaia" The man sat down the handle and sighed to himself " So the only benefit for me is Blade 0 havent met with Soldier 1 havent he" he tapped several document in his desk, the documents were done on somekind of a transparent glass sheet marking them as an official frontier documentation in it were several data on subjects called Blade 0 and Soldier 1 " Those outsiders too, how did they get into my district without me knowing, what is this, is that world finally striking back..." The man flashed a bestial smile, his eye manic with both excitement and anger " So be it I am tired of hunting small vermins anyway" and thus his war accelerated to a start.
Alex nods his head as speaks in his typical demonic like tone of voice, "I'll be sure to pay the bill once we settle this matter." He remains perfectly quite in the meantime as he collects the books, yet as he performs this task, he couldn't help but feel that unwanted eyes look upon him. Perhaps he is just being his usual paranoid self. Either way, he agrees to remain silent until the group relocates to a more private area for them to discuss the matter at greater lengths. So without uttering a single word, the ghoulish man waits patiently for their flight.
Huntsman's deflated head crooked to the side. Did that little girl notice her presence? She would rather stay hidden for now. Her ear shuddered bridges darkening to black, a creaking noise softly ringing as holes stretched open. The membranes sagged and tattered around the edges. Within seconds, Huntsman resembled a part of the scorched house, burnt wooden beams having caught some sort of sheet. She hunkered down and became still among the rubble, ready for anybody to come looking.
The girl sat patiently at the airport seat foot tapping on to the airport floor , her attention seems to be focused entirely on the book , with alex name card as a book marker for the page she is reading. She tapped the name card in regular motion , a motion quiet enough, inconspicuous enough for anyone to think of it as just an idling motion, however those apt enough will make out that the finger motion when combined with her foot tapping is a morse code her foot tapping out numbers and her finger words , the order were scrambled now and then to hide the correct word , it seems whatever she wants to communicate is in secret " 1pause1 1 R 3 U" , her other fingers moved to words on the book as if she is reading out the content but stopping at certain words "Communicate" "Discreet" after finishing every iteration of this message she tapped alex name card again to show who she is communicating with
Meanwhile black trucks arrived where Huntsman were last sighted,out of it came out several mans with black riot clothing and a dog snout like facemask, with them were two familiar people to huntsman, one was the man with a weird helmet and a long rifle thats larger than him, the other were the tall hunched man that didnt look anything like a man. The man with the large rifle being to speak to the rest of them " RIGHT , We are searching here for flesh 1, as accordance to the report he is a shapeshifter so it can look like anything. All of you hound groups dont ever take off your mask to make sure where is that thing. The radius of the search will be 2 km or so" The men with black cloths nodded and begin to search around , their mask snouts twitched every now and then analyzing their view of irregular material.