@Letmehaveone2 @Ninkitty The snake finished watching where Drake was, and began to head back. But on the way, it saw the tornado girl and her boyfriend. The wooden snake crept up behind, almost invisible in the bushes.

@NachoBachoPacho

"Why do you get gut punched?" Matt questioned leaning over the table to show how interested in this guys life he was. Not in a weird way but a friendly caring way. Anyways Matt noticed that Bart kept looking over at the gas station that was across the street. He didn't tknoe why he kept looking at it but there had to be a good reason.

With his back faced to her, Maxine inspected his wings and his tail. The tail was moving, what reminded her somehow of a cat that was observing his prey right before it would attack. She whirled slowly around him to his right sight and returned the look. He was confused but still calm, not a sign that he wanted to attack anybody. Perhaps Maxine herself was disorientated - for one moment she thought that he would dart upon the masked man and rip of his head, what wouldn't match to the situation at all. It felt like she reminded something but then it vanished again. She was still staying by his side and watching his eyes, which fascinated her for some reason, she couldn't explain herself. And she tried a second time to recall his face, if she ever met him before. At the end, Maxine gave up and shook her head. 'No, I don't remember his face.', was her conclusion. "Look how he is meditating, from one moment to the next one.....", Maxine noted as she averted her gaze from the dragon and drew attention to the masked man.
@dragonmancer @Jhett314

@Rallou I watched the spirit briefly and wondered if it was ever alive, or something that was never alive. So many questions but none I dared asked now, suspicious of such entities could be unpredictable. In addition I tried keeping most of my attention towards the masked man, still meditating in front of me. Watching him I realized that the toy man got away, which caused some sub conscience frustration. However I kept a calm and relaxed expression, my tail only moving and writhing about vigorously in contrast to the rest of my still body, waiting if the man will ever speak up or do something.
@Jhett314

Graeme sat in his own thoughts for a few more minutes. It wasn't until one of the small hands tugged his leg and pointed to the half-dragon he snapped back to reality. He gasped quietly, and stood up awkwardly. With all the sitting down, blood was rushing out of his head and he felt slightly dizzy.

"Half-Dragon, do you go by a name?" He called out. A small part of him thought that this conversation would be important for some reason, but as soon as Graeme looked to postulate the thought it vanished quickly. "Are you alone, Or hostile...? You have the chance to explain yourself now. I will not accept silence as an answer."
@dragonmancer@Rallou

@Jhett314

Being called a half dragon was almost as offensive as a demon, but then again he wasn't far off either. I wouldn't hesitate to answer the stranger in a clear tone, "I wouldn't go as far as to say I'm not hostile, but I do not waste my energy on those who haven't crossed me, let alone innocent people, the only exceptions are those psychopaths like that hooded man you made me get off of, as he was causing murder and chaos." My tail would straighten out as I finished my sentence. My wings lowered a bit as well. My crimson, luminating eyes would be parallel to the afternoon sun.

"First I thougth.....",she started hesitantly "that he is a street artist or something because of his mask and his cloak. - Now it's obvious that he isn't one, but I still don't understand what he is doing here. Is this a religious thing? I have never seen any buddhist that runs around like he does...." Her body dissolved and the smoke fell from the branches, recollected itself on the ground and grew to a human body. Changed into her solid form, Maxine took a few steps carefully into the masked man's direction, as if she wanted to creep up on him. "And why.....does he even wear a mask? What's so special about his face, that he needs to hide it?", she thought loudly. Her hands reached to his face almost touching the mask. As he opened his eyes, she dissapeared.

Graeme sensed a sharpness in the creature's tone. He remained on edge. He felt his magic pulse just under the skin, ready to manifest into his will if need be.

"What do you mean, he was a murderer? None on the beach looked exactly dead. As far as I know, people don't exist past death in this realm." Graeme turned to look at the sea. It glittered in the evening light. He wished he really did have a peaceful promenade on the beach and didn't have to play monster hunter again.
@Rallou @dragonmancer

@Rallou@Jhett314 I watched the spirit transform into a more beautiful figure, silent still, before the masked man woke up.

"I chased him to the beach after he killed a store owner and some civilians, he had some kind of toy controlling ability. He also looked like he was getting in trouble with some other strangers." My once human tongue became forked, transforming for a moment as it licked the air as if to identify the scents of my surroundings, I couldn't smell him clearly but I had an idea on a trail.

The wooden snake turned around and slithered back to the abandoned beach hut. The snake reported that everyone was still on the beach, in the same position. Damien stood up and ruffled around under his bed. He took his face mask off and reached far under. He pulled something out, but it turned out to be a human skull. Damien chuckled and nonchalantly threw it beside the door. Then he found what he was looking for. A different colour hoodie and some jeans, which had belonged to the man whose skull Damien had just found. He changed, and went outside. He had no facemask on, which revealed a pale, cold, yet somewhat handsome face. He wandered past the demon and the masked man, trying to keep his distance. @Jhett314 @dragonmancer

The shock made her create an illiusion intuitivley and change into her nonsolid form back again. It looked like the body bursted under the pressure of the smoke inside it and the dark cloud wafted into all directions. That was what it looked like, when Maxine got surprised, she litteraly exploded. Normally, creating illusions was only possible for her in her solute form, otherwise her body couldn't bear to change reality around her. The smoke condensed itself, formed the shape of a female body. Her luminous eyes watched back to the ground as she was sinking with her head first. Then she realized, what happened. A fright reaction, that happened from time to time, but still too often for Maxine. It made her feel dizzy and dispersed.
But even in her confused state, she noticed a third person coming up to the masked man and the dragon. She turned around and landed on the sand smoothly. After that, she sticked herself to the masked man's back.

@Rallou@KaijuBaragon I glanced at the particles of smoke that were the residue of the spirit that was watching me. Blinking I'd also see an unfamiliar stranger walk by, thinking nothing of it. I found some joy in the company the beautiful ghost gave me while it lasted, though to where she went off now, or whether she was still here or not, I couldn't tell. Perhaps we would meet again or perhaps not, so little do I know about the other oddities here in spite of my lengthy existence. I was able to spot her again, this time near the masked man, or rather, over him. I wondered if this was going to be some sort of possession, or just a seemingly reoccuring habit of her looking deeply into others. My attention again returned to this new stranger approaching us.

@dragonmancer @Rallou @Jhett314 Damien saw that the demon man and the shadow had noticed him. He began to slowly walk over. Most of his face was covered by his hoodie. As he spoke, he tried to mask his voice as much as possible. Damien was insane, but he was also smart. @I couldn't help noticing how you were staring me down, do you need something?" Damien tried to put as much emotion into his voice as possible.

@KaijuBaragon I was suspicious of him, but his scent and voice were unfamiliar. "Yes well, no reason, just some suspicious I guess." I said flatly, my reptilian, ruby eyes staring at his with a stern expression yet filled with uncertainty.

The introduction of a third person walking down the shore relaxed Graeme a little. If the half-dragon was truly docile, then he wouldn't attack with an innocent man nearby. "We'll finish this later," Graeme remarked, staring him square in the eyes. The wind gave an odd chill as the man walking to the beach called out "I couldn't help noticing how you were staring me down; do you need something?"

"Perhaps," Graeme said aloud. His instinct told him to remain on guard. "Who are you? And -" He turned to the half-dragon, "Who are YOU? As I said earlier, I won't accept silence for an answer and my patience runs thin."

@Jhett314 His questioning was pushing the boundaries of my already thinned patience after today, but I answered anyway. "Drake." I said with a flat tone.

Graeme almost laughed. Drake. How ironic.

He folded his arms and a hand blossomed from the ground. It reached the height of Drake's own, and was extended as if to shake. "My name is Graeme. It's good to make your acquaintance." He looks over to the other man and says, "and you? We don't need any hostility. I'm Graeme," He called. "Pleased to meet you."

Another hand emerged from the ground for the other man to shake. There was a pause as he waited expectantly for one of them to shake one. @dragonmancer@KaijuBaragon

Her curiosity about the upcoming person grew bigger, so she let he masked man behind her and moved swiftly forward. His face was covered by his hoodie, therefore Maxine tried to get as near as possible. The illusion was still working, partly, because she could just be invisible to the people she concentrated on. At this moment, only the dragon could see her moving. Another thing was, that other people always noticed a cold breeze when she would be to close to the ones, that could not see her - the disadvantage of illusions, because it would only hide her appearance.
There were only some centimeters left between the face of the third person on hers, but she still couldn't chatch a glimpse of his eyes. His skin as pale, perhaps he didn't like to be outside, what would not explain why he was at the beach.

@Rallou My eyes would follow to the apparation move towards the newcomer, I didn't see her as malevolent however there was something ominous about her very being that made me somewhat cautious seeing her move in such a form. Though, it would be hypocritical as I myself am an abomination.

@Jhett314 I shook his hand, my once clawed, reptilian hands turning more human. I was hot to the touch, not so much to burn but fairly close to such a temperature, Had I not have soft human skin upon contact one could swear my grip was like that of hot iron. "Likewise." I said, still in a stern tone.

@Slendy

"Funny story.." Bartholomew trails off for a minute, before continuing. "I tend to run at people violently asking for change, and apparently women especially, find that intimidating, thus resulting in gut punches, and pepper spray. oh! and that one time a baseball bat!" Bartholomew smiles, possibly because of brain damage from the bat?.