Blinded In Chains

[Kitane Blackfyre]

Looking at Moby, she shrugs and lets out an angry sigh. "I know how to use it. Aerrow helped me get through it and took me to someone who knew a lot about curses. I have my own way of knowing things." She says. Noticing that she's dripping blood on the floor, she looks at her paw, un-amused. "Oh. Well that really hurts." Her tone emotionless and the expression in her eyes gone. Turning her gaze to Lokyar, she shrugs. "It's not like it matters anyways. He knows where I am. Little does he know that there's a surprise in store."

[Cifero Windtail]

(Sorry, Lokyar, you can't do that. It's not real ice, thus out of your spectrum.)
"Yes," Zephyr said, mentally facepalming himself as the magic ice evaporated. You've gotta keep the chainsaw out for it to stay! he whispered to himself inside his head. "I can tell.. and have seen... that you are quite powerful. Thus, I must advise you to refrain from getting cocky. There's always gonna be someone better than you, and you seem like a nice guy. I don't want to see the life ripped out of you." The cat nodded. "That's pretty much it, I've got to go join Kitane... I just thought of something." With those words, he ran upstairs into the living room, picking up a 50.8 Desert Eagle, some ammo for that, and a few magazines for his own gun on his way out.

[Jyynx]

Moby nods as he looks back at his room and mumbles something completly not understandable, something about 'love' or someone he knew before disappearing inside and comes back out with his jeans a red Renard 'NAMx' hoodie again, this time obviously sagging his gun

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*Lokyar walks over to his entry point and starts chanting. A large number of pebbles start rising into the gap and melding into the rest of the wall. The wall thus repaired, he picked up Warren over one shoulder and searches for the others.*

[Cifero Windtail]

After getting everything from his room and packing up all (including the spare set of clothes Kitane had put out for him), Zephyr walked into the living room. "Guys, I have an idea of where we can stay if we have to leave," he said.

[Jyynx]

Moby' ears perked up and he looks at both Zypher and Kitane.
"If we have to leave I have a... Very supportive device, that I was unable to retrieve earlier and if we could get our hands on it *cue devious smile* the whole world will burn in my paw print!" he exclaims

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr widened his eyes. "Um... please, um, explain..."

[Kitane Blackfyre]

"We won't have to leave for another few days." She says, sitting on the couch and removing the splinters from her paw. She grabs one of the nearby rags and rips it in half, bandaging her paw. "But go ahead and tell us." She says to Moby and Zephyr, her eyes flicking to the window.

[Jyynx]

He continued to smile evilly
"in my flight of Milan I was able to snatch an Alpha version of the newer support armor suits the order started deploying.   Not only is it 5" titanium alloy, it has sub servos across the anatomical structure, to give the user extreme menouverability.  It has built in supports for my long rifle as well" he explains making sure lokyar didn't here him

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*locates the others and walks in.*

Which is Warrens room? He needs time to recover, and I also need rest.

[Jyynx]

"Down the hall two doors on the right" Miby says giving him a cross look and brings up another healing spell turning to Kitane "allow me..." he says, using it on her paw"

[Cifero Windtail]

"Down the hall to the right," Zephyr said. Moving closer to Kitane and Moby, he started to whisper. "Remember how I told you that I'm part of an agency? Well, I know of a safe house not far from here."

[Kitane Blackfyre]

"Down the hall. Second door on the right." She says to Lokyar. Turning back to Moby, she perks her ears forward. "Intriguing." She mumbles, tilting her head slightly.

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*heads up to warrens room, lays him on the bed, locks and/or barricades the door and goes to sleep on the floor.*

[Cifero Windtail]

"So?" Zephyr flicked one of his ears. "Would that be acceptable?"