Demons,Humans,Angels.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al chuckled softly and shook his head. "You don't want to know. Trust me on that."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray, after walking for a while, struck out and punched a nearby building with enough force to rattle the windows. He stared at the back of his bleeding paw, and balled it into a tight fist, obviously upset. Why do these voices plague me? And these faces...I've never seen them, heard their voices, yet they come to me. Ray shouted in frustration, and shot his revolver at a parked car, pushing it onto the sidewalk.

[Razuel]

'Razuel's attempts at finding the Canine's home were false, so instead he just decided to wander the city and just sleep at an inn. Razuel went back over to the alleyway and searched that area for anything that would give him a lead.' "Even though BOTH of my leads turned out to be duds, I might aswell head back over to that alleyway, however that other couple that I met at both homes did give me some snacks, man, they sure were nice to me. 'Eats a snack whilst walking back to the alleyway.'

[Cifero Windtail]

Al chuckled softly and shook his head. "You don't want to know. Trust me on that."

"I'll take you up on that," Clare replied, looking up at the ceiling and sighing. "So... Since we're already talking about each other, what sorts of weapons do you use?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al smiled, the topic peaking his interest. "I've trained to use a very large variety, including a few guns. I prefer much more... elegant methods although." He stood up and walked over to his weapons rack. "For starters, my knives." He holds up one of each variant. "I carry nine in total, and all of which can puncture flesh and light armor. They all double as close combat weaponry and throwing knives." He put them down and held up a katana, still in it's sheath. He unsheathed it slowly and ran a paw over the dull end of the blade. "Then, there are my dual katanas. Handed down my family line, these two blades have taken the lives of many. They're specially made to be stabbing, slicing and blocking weapons, and basically function as a much larger and more powerful knife." He sheathed the blade and put it back down. "And now, we have my favourite weapon. My custom glaive-erang." He held it towards Clare and spun it proudly. "This things is arguably the most deadly weapon in my arsenal. It can slice through multiple enemies at once, stab, block speedy projectiles - including bullets - and even comes back to me no matter how hard I throw it. If I do throw it though, I have to be wearing some specially made gloves to make sure I don't get sliced by it." He carefully returned it before pulling out a scroll. "For special occasions, I also have this. Open the scroll, press my blood to a mark and out pops a war hammer. Not gonna summon it in here, as it is as tall as I am. I mostly just use it on enemies that severally outnumber me or are bigger than me." He placed the scroll back down patted it softly before returning to the couch. "That's it. If I need to I can always pick up a pistol and blast them, but that's just too easy."

[Cifero Windtail]

Al smiled, the topic peaking his interest. "I've trained to use a very large variety, including a few guns. I prefer much more... elegant methods although." He stood up and walked over to his weapons rack. "For starters, my knives." He holds up one of each variant. "I carry nine in total, and all of which can puncture flesh and light armor. They all double as close combat weaponry and throwing knives." He put them down and held up a katana, still in it's sheath. He unsheathed it slowly and ran a paw over the dull end of the blade. "Then, there are my dual katanas. Handed down my family line, these two blades have taken the lives of many. They're specially made to be stabbing, slicing and blocking weapons, and basically function as a much larger and more powerful knife." He sheathed the blade and put it back down. "And now, we have my favourite weapon. My custom glaive-erang." He held it towards Clare and spun it proudly. "This things is arguably the most deadly weapon in my arsenal. It can slice through multiple enemies at once, stab, block speedy projectiles - including bullets - and even comes back to me no matter how hard I throw it. If I do throw it though, I have to be wearing some specially made gloves to make sure I don't get sliced by it." He carefully returned it before pulling out a scroll. "For special occasions, I also have this. Open the scroll, press my blood to a mark and out pops a war hammer. Not gonna summon it in here, as it is as tall as I am. I mostly just use it on enemies that severally outnumber me or are bigger than me." He placed the scroll back down patted it softly before returning to the couch. "That's it. If I need to I can always pick up a pistol and blast them, but that's just too easy."

Clare whistled. "Man... you're rather prepared," she said, standing up.

[Razuel]

'Upon arriving at the alleyway Razuel noticed some paw prints around where the previous commotion was.' "Hmm, they are in the shape of a canine, however the pads are... different... and it seems as though they lead out of the alleyway, and he took a left up the street..." 'Razuel began to walked up the street, occasionally finding the paw prints facing in different directions, it took him 3 hours until the prints ended at a street of apartments, and other houses and the occasional low wage store.' "...aaaannd, they stop here, facing these homes. Okay then, time to start searching." 'Razuel then started knocking on doors of houses on 1 side, and he went simply asked people of the description of the Creature, when he went to the apartments.'

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Indeed I am." Al sighed. "How about you? Got as much of a arsenal as I have?"

[Cifero Windtail]

"Indeed I am." Al sighed. "How about you? Got as much of a arsenal as I have?"

Clare shrugged. "I've got a couple knives and a pistol in my backpack," she said. "Really good ones... and a silver stake. And a baton."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al nodded. "Not a bad start. Would reccomend a few more sharp weapons. Or guns. Blunt trauma doesn't kill as quickly as an incision can."

[Cifero Windtail]

Al nodded. "Not a bad start. Would reccomend a few more sharp weapons. Or guns. Blunt trauma doesn't kill as quickly as an incision can."

Clare cocked her head for a moment. "... I know," she said, hold out her arm. "I haven't shown you my main weapon yet." All of a sudden, there was a brief flash of purple light and, when it was gone, the wolf was grasping a sharp, mystical looking longsword. (That I have yet to decide the appearance of.)

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al whistled quietly, admiring the sword. "Not a bad blade... Mind if I handle it?"

[Razuel]

'Razuel had become too tired to search anymore, and at the last building on the street was a complex.' "Well, this is the *yawns* last one, but I'm sooo tired... y'know what, screw the Inn, there's a bench here, I'll just take a nap for a few and just search in when I wake up..." 'He then went to a bench infront of the complex and just layed down and slept on it.'

[Cifero Windtail]

Al whistled quietly, admiring the sword. "Not a bad blade... Mind if I handle it?"

Clare nodded. "Be quick about it, though... it doesn't stay from me for long," she replied, gently offering Alka the grip.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al took the blade and ran a finger along the sharp edge, purposefully cutting himself. "Easy cut... Sharp edge... Good grip... It's truly a good weapon." He offered the grip back to Clare.