As the Decepticons unloaded in the City of Heroes, Gaia himself took notice. He had been tasked with protecting the city from those who would do harm to it, and from what he had learned about the decepticons, they were quite a harmful group. Both good and evil were welcome here, however, the ground rules applied to all in the city, including the giant robots who called themselves the Decepticons. As such, Gaia moved through the layers of marble in the floor, before shooting out of the ground in front of Megatron, launched upwards by a large pillar of marble, upon which he sits at eye heigh with the giant robot. "I am the guardian of the City of Heroes. Do you wish to harm the city in any way? If so, I will have to stop you."
The flare launched into the sky indeed did draw someone's attention, as Rift looked towards it. The being's facial expression was unreadable to humans, however, Bob would happily have translated it as curiosity had any been around to see. Instantly, Rift moved locations, disappearing and then reappearing in a flash of the purple energy that was trademark of the Void, from which he drew his power. He looked the strange boy over. He himself stood quite tall, his two long arms ending in many tentacle-like fingers, completely hairless and with three eyes. His mouth was a long lipless slit in his face, reaching far wider than a human mouth, and his ears were, much like the ears of a bird, not visible to the human eye. His skin was bright purple, to match his signature energy.
Rift bowed down, with all the manners of a true gentleman, his elegant Italian suit fitting even his oddly proportioned body perfectly. He had had it custom made, and saved the creator from Bob's wrath as a reward. Money was never a problem when Gaia could transform almost anything into gold. The memories, however, had nothing to do with the current situation, Rift thought, as he spoke up. His voice was gentle and disciplined, more fitting to a politician than a Chaos Sliver. "Why hello there. It is surely a pleasure to meet you, dear sir. You appear to have been attempting to brutally murder the birds in the sky, and it drew my attention. Whomever, I had thought, would do such a curious thing, when there are so many birds in this forest?"
Solus wandered through the forest, until he came upon a small group of individuals. After the witches had returned to their own realms, he had been left with nothing to do, and been forced to wander this forest alone. However, luck had guided him towards another group of people he could manipulate towards his will. Smiling, he walked up to them, already watching their minds, looking at their opinions and thoughts, their hopes and emotions. To manipulate people was easy, once you figured out what they wanted and what they feared. Either could be used to control someone. "Why hello there! I hadn't expected to meet someone else in these woods. I had begun to believe that I was the only one here."
The flare launched into the sky indeed did draw someone's attention, as Rift looked towards it. The being's facial expression was unreadable to humans, however, Bob would happily have translated it as curiosity had any been around to see. Instantly, Rift moved locations, disappearing and then reappearing in a flash of the purple energy that was trademark of the Void, from which he drew his power. He looked the strange boy over. He himself stood quite tall, his two long arms ending in many tentacle-like fingers, completely hairless and with three eyes. His mouth was a long lipless slit in his face, reaching far wider than a human mouth, and his ears were, much like the ears of a bird, not visible to the human eye. His skin was bright purple, to match his signature energy.
Rift bowed down, with all the manners of a true gentleman, his elegant Italian suit fitting even his oddly proportioned body perfectly. He had had it custom made, and saved the creator from Bob's wrath as a reward. Money was never a problem when Gaia could transform almost anything into gold. The memories, however, had nothing to do with the current situation, Rift thought, as he spoke up. His voice was gentle and disciplined, more fitting to a politician than a Chaos Sliver. "Why hello there. It is surely a pleasure to meet you, dear sir. You appear to have been attempting to brutally murder the birds in the sky, and it drew my attention. Whomever, I had thought, would do such a curious thing, when there are so many birds in this forest?"
Solus wandered through the forest, until he came upon a small group of individuals. After the witches had returned to their own realms, he had been left with nothing to do, and been forced to wander this forest alone. However, luck had guided him towards another group of people he could manipulate towards his will. Smiling, he walked up to them, already watching their minds, looking at their opinions and thoughts, their hopes and emotions. To manipulate people was easy, once you figured out what they wanted and what they feared. Either could be used to control someone. "Why hello there! I hadn't expected to meet someone else in these woods. I had begun to believe that I was the only one here."
