Blinded In Chains

[Jyynx]

Moby sighs and retreats to his room,
*nothing for me here* he thinks and his memories all jumble together as he pulls out an old photo album behind his locked door

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*stares*

I thought... Two seconds.

*rushes to warrens room and comes back with a chain made of assorted scrap metal and a hammer. He begins cooking, engraving every chance he gets.*

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr watches Lokyar cook and engrave. "I'm so glad that I don't need to eat like normal people..." He gets up slowly. "I suppose I'll go sit on the couch," he said, going into the living room.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

Glancing at Zephyr, she shakes her head with a slight smirk. "You don't know what you're missing." She says, nibbling on a small piece of raw hamburger meat. She raises an eyebrow at Lokyar, but doesn't say anything and keeps working.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr comes back in. "Alright, I'll stay and help you cook." He sits back down in the chair and pulls out the Desert Eagle he had gotten from the armory. "Well, you definitely have a wide selection of guns..." He takes out the cartridge and examines it thouroughly. "Very adequate gun, this... although I prefer my own handgun."

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*puts the food into cook and seemingly finishing the engraving.*

 Be right back

*runs into Warrens room and comes back about 30 seconds later, the chain now on his left wrist.*

[Cifero Windtail]

Zephyr looks up and notices the chain. "And that is for?"

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*shows Zephyr the chain. Each link has a name and a standing man, except Lokyars own who is bowed. Moby's has a plus and Zephyrs has an eye.*

To remind me.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

"When you're being targeted by the Inquisition, and several other agencies, you learn to stock up on guns." She says, the fire at her finger growing slightly bigger. Closing her fingers, the fire fizzles out and she smiles slightly. "I have my preferences though." She mutters. Glancing at Lokyar and then the chain, she tilts her head slightly. "That's interesting." She says.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Me too." He puts the Desert Eagle down on the counter, taking out all the ammunition for it as well. "For example, this one is pretty powerful. However, I prefer my own." Reaching into his bag again, he pulled out a modified P229 Sport. "This one is extremely dependable, and I modified it to accept any cartridge."

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*begins making a salad. After he gathers the vegetables, he draws a bottle from his cloak, and pours a generous amount in.*

Post Merge: May 17, 2012, 12:03:32 AM*begins making a salad. After he gathers the vegetables, he draws a bottle from his cloak, and pours a generous amount in.*

[Jyynx]

Moby clutched the item harder as he touched a photo if himself and another wolf from years ago
"paulintina..." he whispered, as a tear drop feel onto the photo, and everything around him flashed in between Kitanes home and somewhere else in Italy from one of his memories.
"Lord no don't relapse... Please save me from the embarrassment..." but it was too late, suddenly everything looked like his old room back in Milan.
"what day is it... I think I'm late..." he says getting up and heading to the door
"thought the room was open..." he says exiting to the hallway where he thinks he's back in Milan
"Paulintina?". He calls, startling the others.

[JohnnyP789]

Atticus looked at kitane and smiled," thanks for tohe food, but i'm not hungry..." he walked to his room and closed the door, walking to the chair infront of the window and sitting down, and closes his eyes.

[Kitane Blackfyre]

Hearing Moby calling out for someone who clearly wasn't there, she nearly jumps, dropping the skillet full of meat on herself. Catching the skillet quickly with her left paw, she puts it back on the stove. "Well, dinner's about ready." She says, grabbing plates and some silverware. "Are you sure you don't eat, Zephyr? You're really missing out." She smiled slightly. "Moby! Warren!" She calls. "Dinner!" She yells down the hall, setting up the table. "Ah.." She says, slightly startled by Atticus' words. After setting everything on the table, she sets out the plate and walks down the hall to the room across from hers. She knocks, once then twice. "May I come in?" She asks, hesitant somewhat, but she knew she needed to face her fear.

[Lokyar Brightmane]

*brings a huge bowl of salad, heads back as a ding sounds, and comes back with a tri meat shepards pie, with a twist.*

 Right, who wants what?

*serves warren and prepares to serve the others*