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[h1][color=LightBlue]Rayne[/color][/h1]
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Location:
[*]Drum Island
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Interacting:
[*][@dragonmancer]
[*][@RyoRyoRyoken]
[*][@Renny]
[*][@BCTheEntity]
[*][@Tmitche23]
[*][@JmerlRobot]
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The silence of the outskirts made Rayne's blood as cold as the winter air that constantly blew. It was as if nature conspired to keep him in the dark, not daring to whisper the reassurance of freedom he craved. The hurried but silent  footsteps of Zepp appearing behind him brought his heart racing as fast as a gunshot. His head snapped in an instant from gazing at the white haired young man with unfocused eyes to the rectangle of black formica that the Marine clad himself in, who was huffing and puffing.

Despite the Marines clear show of fatigue, Rayne was still on high alert, he knew better than to underestimate the enemy. With that in mind, he expanded his explosive layer, creating a force field that would block almost any attack or projectile that came within two feet of him. Better to be prepared that to be caught unaware.

Suddenly, powerful gusts of wind blasted the crowd gathering at the towns outskirts. The wind howled as snow battered the inhabitants, including Rayne. The sound of sloughing snow screwing up the acoustics so no one could really tell which direction the noises were coming from, but as quickly as it started, the rushing torrent of snow ended, leaving them in silence. Rayne was acutely aware that the wind had put out the black fire, leaving them with a smoldering black husk of what was once a bustling winter town.

[i]Weird.[/i] Rayne thought to himself despondently. Despite the unusual phenomenon going on around him, he kept his eyes trained on Zepp, who seemed to just as intrigued. He really couldn't tell, Zepp's eyes always seemed to be closed anyway. 

Rayne's preparations were invisible to all those present, and he continued to ready himself, even as the group gathered went back and forth with Zepp. Within seconds, he was able to figure out the identity of the group, the Red Hoods. He recognized thier blonde headed Captain from his bounty while Xerxes was burning down the Conomi Islands. 

With the chain of events that led him here in motion, he could only assume that the Red Hoods had something to with it. Rayne stayed silent for some time, formulating theories that could clarify this situation for him. In he end, it was simple enough, he needed the Red Hoods help. Zepp unfortunately, posed as a huge obstacle, and he was confident enough to make threats, which meant he had something up his sleeve.

Rayne made his move, turning this situation into a chess match in his head. [color=LightBlue]"Bogard is your name, correct? You wouldn't happen to know of a  woman wielding Jade edged blades would you?"[/color] he called out tentatively, his words cutting the tension in the air like a butter knife.