[b][center]En Route To Sector Zero[/b][/center]
 
Raeven walked alongside Ishigo and and Yugeto, eyeing the streets around them. The four hosts were calmly chatting as they walked, knowing that they would be able to defend themselves if they were to happen upon any unwanted guests. She glanced over at Yugeto, trying to sum him up like she did with everyone she met. Yugeto caught Raeven looking at him and grinned. "Ah, the infamous wandering eye! Please, tell me you're captured by my enigmatic personality and physical allure." Yugeto said in a coy tone. "Is it the twinkle in my eyes or...?" Yugeto laughed softly. Raeven raised an eyebrow, not giving any sign that she was amused by him. "How old are you?" She teased before smirking lightly and turning her gaze onto the buildings ahead of them.
 
Yugeto scratched his head, and looked up at the sky with a look of contemplation. "You know, I'm not really sure..." Yugeto said half-seriously, as to where one would be unable to tell if he were joking or not. Raeven furrowed her brows, glancing over at him. "You look like you're in your early twenties, but act like a teenager." At that remark, she grinned.Yugeto just shrugged. "I dunno, what sets the standard for maturity in post-apocalyptia, anyway? There are twelve year olds with guns hunting for food, robbing and killing people; you're saying I can't let a little loose a little here and there, Raeven? C'monnn." Yugeto met Raeven's seemingly confused gaze.
 
Raeven frowned lightly, "Those twelve year olds were forced to grow up too quickly. No one that young should have had to go through something like this, and unfortunately they did."
 
"Yeah, and maybe I was someone who had to grow up too quick, and just want to catch up on my younger years...be a kid or something again, you know?" Yugeto's solemn expression then warmed up as he winked. "Or maybe I'm just an immature fucker that likes to see you trying to calculate me."
 
Raeven glanced over at him, her gaze a little irritated at his last comment. "I've already managed to pin you, Yugeto. Don't worry."
 
Yugeto had a twinkle of amusement flash across his face. "Please inform me of my persona, the inner machinations of my mind, the dark recesses of my mindstate, inform me my dear friend, I implore you to answer me!" Yugeto stopped walking and posed dramatically. "WHO AM I!?" He shouted obscenely.
 
Raeven chuckled, not stopping for his little theatrical show-off. "I would never," she teased.
 
Yugeto groaned and grumbled as he continued walking, speeding up a bit momentarily to catch up with the group. "Ohh, you like me! Admit it, you grouch." Yugeto baited.
 
Ishigo shook his head and mumbled as he rubbed his temples, "Like I said... you talk too much." Julian chuckled at Ishigo's comment and looked around at his surroundings, "You think we've got enough room and supplies for the lot? Lotsa new refugees comin' in," he said. Ishigo looked over in the distance, continuing to keep a scout's eye on their path. "We'll figure it out," he replied. 
 
Raeven sighed softly in relief, glad that Ishigo saved her from letting Yugeto down. She looked over at Julian. "I'm sure Hector has a grand plan on how to recieve more supplies. Anyways, Ishigo and I could easily raid a military supply carraige and have enough to last a week."Julian nodded with a look of satisfaction. "Quite confident in yah abilities, huh Ms. Raeven?" he said to her. "Though, I must add, we might be out of here before a week is written." Yugeto rubbed his head once again, quite confused. "Hold on, hold on, you guys just straight up attack the military and take their shit?" Yugeto asked. "And...they have hosts guarding said carriages and shit?" An expression of unbelievable happiness covered Yugeto's face as Raeven shrugged. "Jackpot."

Raeven smirked and glanced over at him. "Someone sounds bloodthirsty." Yugeto shook his head in disagreement. "You misunderstand; I'm SPIRIT-thirsty. But yeah, similar concept. I want the energy of those dudes. Can we go look for some right now? You know, to 'bring back supplies to the base?'" Yugeto asked, using air quotes. Ishigo looked back, "We have priorities, Yugeto," Ishigo then thought to himself for a brief moment, still somewhat concerned of Yugeto's "desires". "If you really can't push through the urges, then we can assign you to a mission once we get you situated. That's the whole point of getting you there in the first place, remember?"Yugeto groaned. "It's not exactly an urge, or even an addiction. I can survive without absorbing any more spirit. I have enough spirit to last me lifetimes. Thing is, it's like candy. And I mean, we're saving the world or some shit while I do it too, right?" Yugeto sighed. "Fine, make me wait, asshole."

Raeven scouted the way ahead as they talked, deciding that Ishigo would handle it. "You'll need to learn to control yourself once we break out of the wall, anyways. Why not practice now?" She asked.

Julian laughed at Raeven's stern attitude. "Don't worry, brothah. Like Ish said, we'll figure it out." Ishigo then turned a corner and halted the four as he searched the wall of the new block.

"We're here," he [url=http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/12/120019/3168657-9041325278-tumbl.gif]said[/url] as he turned to Yugeto, "I trust you'll be able to handle yourself. Don't let me down."

Yugeto waved Ishigo off. "Oh, shut up. I'll play nice you buffoon. Fucking hell, if these guys are as stoic as you I'll kill myself." he groaned, approaching the shelter. 

Raeven smirked. "Better get your noose ready," she teased before entering the bank.