[IC] Bleach - Twilight of Humanity

[vancexentan]

Start Date - July 10th, 2012 Time: 7:00 PM Prologue: "The Hand Fate has Dealt To You" === It had all started with a letter it seemed. A letter with ornate coverings and fancy hand written dialogue delivered by a person, a different person to each individual, and personalized in each letter. Then those whom had chosen to accept the letter were given a strange invitation to join a group. What the group wanted? The Destruction of Hollows and a possible 'arrangement' it seemed as that's what each letter had written in it. Besides that the signature bearer being anonymous merely referring to himself or herself as 'A Possible Friend/Companion'. It was most likely the only constant in each letter. Each letter had disturbing knowledge of the person in question's abilities and even some personal information that whoever sent out these were most likely not privy to. Along with these letters was a ticket to be given to at certain airports near the location of the person as if they already knew where they were. To those who knew about the Soul Society it was certainly not their style. Whoever wrote these letters had certain knowledge about the world that a normal person shouldn't have had. It is eerie to say the least. But one thing was certain...in the past years hollow activity had been rising due to various reasons some more obvious than others. And some humans had been affected by it in different ways bringing forth powers unknown and or combated by beings long thought dead. This story starts off in a plane. A private jet owned by or rented by the person whom had sent the letter. All the inhabitants whom had accepted the call were accepted on board the ship one by one as it flew across the world and picked up each individual passenger one at a time. Now the jet was on a take off for the ending destination...of which remained unknown to the inhabitants on board the jet and the waitress aboard it simply said they were going to America. Where? No one would say. But one thing was certain...someone or something was waiting at the end of this for the passengers on the plane... ==== How long had it been since he left Ireland? A couple days? Maybe a week tops? The jet was fast so he assumed it was only a couple days. It really didn't matter in the end. Regardless he was here and he wasn't going anywhere. He was the first one this jet picked up...it was strange as he watched new people come onto this fancy plane one at a time. But he knew one thing that was a constant....they all held some sort of spiritual connection that was for sure because he could feel it in his veins. His training may have been dulled out by the arbitrary life of a poor man like himself but he was still able to see what was clearly in front of him. Terry Adair was sitting in his chair for the entire flight only getting up to use one of the bathrooms on the jet. His leather coat was unzipped, and his shirt was not tucked in his pants. Around Terry's neck hung his cross which jingled slightly every now and then when he moved his neck. After all it was made of silver and the emerald in it made it look pretty but for anyone privy to Terry's abilities... well that was another story. Terry had more stuff with him but it was all in the cargo hold area and all of it was unimportant. The Irishman had a glass of aged wine next to him which he sipped every once in awhile to put down his stress. What good was being treated like a guest by this plainly rich fellow if he didn't at least get a drink out of it anyhow? But one thing had haunted Terry's thoughts: How had this unknown party gathered this many people? And more importantly...why the hell did he know so much about him? Aye...that was one hell of a question he intended on getting answered. Terry had the letter neatly folded on his lap. He said nothing as he reached out and pulled out the letter with his rough hands. Opening the letter up once more he read it once more: "To Mr. Adair...In life there is only one constant. From nobles of the highest order whom serves only himself or herself and or their people, to low payed farmers who strive in the hardest of conditions there is only the one constant between everyone: Death. I'm sure that you, of all people, were aware of the existence of an afterlife...an existence beyond this life. Because of your training to use the abilities that come from beings like you known as Fullbringers. You are aware by now that I am certainly not a person you know. No one besides you has known about your abilities...or at least that's what I'm told. From that one day in your life that changed you so very much, you have strived to become a person separated from others. To prevent yourself from being too attached to others. A protector of the weak and the holy soldier of the Catholic God that is what you are. Or at the very least that's what the ruse was. You were trained to combat monsters that are spawned from death...but they were not monsters more like souls to attached to this world that refused to move on. Hollow shells of their living selves, they hang onto things they shouldn't and you have seen many of these beings haven't you? You've likely seen ghosts, and other beings as well whom are not the aptly named hollows. And I'm sure you know about the Soul Society as well. Maybe not as well as you may like to but you know them indeed. Perhaps you are interested in helping me fight these hollow former humans? Not for sport...not for gain....not for anything else other than necessity. You have every right to ignore this letter after all you do not know me and this letter is awfully suspicious in context. But I hope you understand one thing: Life is spiraling out of control and humanity needs a protector, or rather protectors, that do not tower above them like gods. Human beings have individuals like yourself that are capable of things not explainable by science. We need people like you if we are to take back our lives from the shadows of death and the pseudo guardians that hold them in place. If you want further answers....or you agree with me than please go to..." Terry closed the letter once more and put it back in it's case as he wondered what in the hell did this person find out he was a Fullbringer...was this person a member of the Soul Society? Was this some sort of elaborate trap? Or was it just a stupid joke to waste every ones' time? The questions he intended to find out when he met this mysterious person face to face. He was curious as what type of person would set all of this up for the sake of people whom he knew nothing about. Or was it one of those self righteous spiritualists? He knew nothing and that only served to make him more nervous. Terry reached down and sipped his wine once more and looked down the row of leather seats and wondered exactly... what was his life going to hold from now on? He knew after this night...he'd likely not be the same Terry Adair whom left Ireland long ago. And he was fine with that. "In the name of the Holy Father and Mother I pray that me and those whom are on this ship find what they are looking for in the place we are to go. Protect us oh lord of light and shield us from the devil's clutches amen." Terry mumbled to himself as he clutched his cross for a moment before sighing and letting it go. Old habits died hard....

[Lexzah]

Alexis was sitting at the back of the plane away from everyone else, a rather bored look upon her face he she lent her chin on the palm of her hand, and gazed blankly out of the window to the open sky. She hadn't spoken much since she was picked up from her home in Japan, nor has she really interacted at all with the others on this plane, Alexis couldn't exactly be bothered. Being on this aircraft bothered Alexis greatly even though she didn't show it, it was so fancy, to fancy for some street kid like herself, and that letter she had been sent obscurely knew way to much for her liking, no one was suppose to know what she was. Alexis didn't even know why she bothered to follow what that letter said, even though it went against what her gut feeling was, Alexis was just incredibly bored at the time and wondered if this would give her that excitement she was looking for. To her it felt like it had been far to long since she got onto this jet, and was getting very restless yet she didn't want to stand up and draw attention to herself, after all she could sense that so far, she was one of the Quincy among those who were also on this plane with her and it made her feel rather nervous. The only other Quincy she often found herself looking to out of curiosity, she hadn't meet another outside of her family before. Finally moving after sitting there like a statue for so long Alexis observed those who had gotten on the plane after her, she had been the second after some Irish looking fellow who sat further up, not really having bothered to speak to him much yet she didn't exactly know all to much about him. The Quincy let out an irritable sigh as she reached down to her bag by her feet, taking out her handheld game device to keep herself entertained, stopping for a moment to glance to the letter that was so roughly stuffed into her bag. Shrugging she took out her earphones and plugged them in to play her game. Alexis hadn't brought all that much with her, not that she really had much to bring in the first place, it was all in her backpack that was stuffed down by her feet. Taking a sip of her fuzzy drink before turning on her game device, Alexis then let herself get lost in the world of her game, trying to ignore all of those strange people though she did however glance up every once in a while to check where they were at, and what they were doing. Hoping that her earphones would discourage the others from wanting to chat with her, Alexis fingered her Quincy cross for a moment before returning to her game, a bit of a grin crossing her lips as she started to kick ass in that virtual world within her game device.

[GrandzHelios]

Hunting Hollows, Slaying Spirits, and the Good Life. Bryce Lee stood in an air strip waiting for his plane to land. The young adult stretch his arms up in the air for a long yawn. In truth being a Quincy was not one of Bryce's favorite duties in the world but it had to be better than doing absolutely nothing. Sure it was pretty impressive that he could destroy monsters that no one else could see but being raised mainly around these hunts made it absolutely dreadful since he was used to it that much. After Bryce finished his yawn he could see an aircraft land majestically onto the air strip. "That must be my ride." The Quincy stated to the air traffic control officers who began to escort him. As Bryce made his way to the plane the ATC personnel behind him lugged his moderately sized bag on a pulley. It was not that Bryce was lay but since he was using a private air strip provided by an old friend from the service then he was to let the men earn their pay check. that didn't mean Bryce was a sap. He stood outside the plane as the men loaded his bag into the cargo section. There were some complaints that he climbed into the bag docks but he wanted to make sure that some assembly workers did not make off with a shirt from his baggage. "Thank you for your time, and be sure to give Richard my regards." Bryce said with a wave to the men as he boarded the plane. He had no idea where they were going but this was probably one of the last times he was going to see New England for a while. That was unless he tells this mysterious stranger to go screw an elephant and travel back to his home town in Maine. Bryce looked for seat when he saw two other passengers. One looked like a typical white guy and the other looked like she had a Quincy cross around her neck. Then with a second glace the white guy looked like he had a cross but it did not look like it was made in the Quincy style. Maybe the guy was a follower of Christ. Who knows but Bryce took a seat near the back of the plane. It could be a type of Quincy from some other part of the country and because of culture differences he wore a different material of cross. That was when Bryce looked down at the cross that summoned Doragon, his spirit bow. Either way the plane looked like it was going to take off soon so Bryce felt as if he should take a nap.

[vancexentan]

The group had been flying for awhile now and they were about to reach their destination...or so Terry hoped as he looked out the window into the dark sky. He had the feeling that these people on this jet were just like him. If no...similar enough. But there is no need to rush things at all. Terry reached over to the young boy whom had fallen asleep on the plane awhile ago and shook him slightly. "Hey lad you alright? I'm sorry to wake you up...but may I ask why are you here?" Terry questioned the boy gently and he had a thin smile on his face. He wasn't trying to be creepy or intimidating but all the same he'd felt it was best to find out why exactly they were called here...if these people were willing to talk that was. If not then he'd respect their privacy but it was better to do at least try. "I hope I wasn't interrupting some dream laddy. He said with a chuckle. === On the other side of the plane a young man sat in his chair snoring loudly. His golden hair and his rough and worn clothes indicating he was more of a maverick than anyone on this plane. He was seated right behind the lady known as Alexis. He had his red baseball cap pulled over his eyes and his feet were above the seat next to Alexis. He was here before she arrived and had been asleep ever since. Luckily for Alexis the people waiting on them inside the plane said that they were in a really fast plane so she wouldn't need to deal with the man much longer. "Mmmm...cheese steak..." commented the man as he scratched himself in his sleep. The worst part about the man being there however was undoubtly his smell...he stank of wet dog and or dirty laundry and it only seemed to get worse the longer they were there.

[GrandzHelios]

Only a fool drops his guard for an enemy. That sure was not the thought going through a paranoid individual like Bryce Lee when he decided to take a nap on the plane. It was not that he was ready to trust the two passengers and mysterious crew with his life as much that he needed a small nap. He had been doing a load of last minute errand all day to be prepared for his flight. Yes they could have been done earlier to avoid the stress of doing them last minute but preparation was not something that Bryce was trying to do with a group of complete strangers. "Whoa!" The young man called out as he jumped to hearing the priest trying to address him. This instance caught Bryce off guard so much that he flung his palm in the air. With that movement the unit coin he was holding as he slept flung from his palm through the air and hit the ceiling. From the ceiling the large coin landed atop the young woman sitting in the area. Bryce began to look up wondering what grabbed everyone's attention. "Hello?" He addressed the priest looking fellow who woke him up. "I'm okay, I just needed a small nap." He stated.

[vancexentan]

Oh it seemed that the boy had some sense of manners at least. Or at least that's what Terry could tell, "I apologize for my bad manners lad. I just wanted to ask what you thought of this whole ordeal eh? I mean this place isn't exactly common course for people like myself. However-" Terry stated as he pulled out his letter and waved it back and forth a little, "However I seem to be the target of some interest for whoever is bringing us here. Are you in the same boat? What is it that is bringing you along on this little merry band of adventurers? I mean we got that lady over there, we got you, we got that boy snoring loudly in the corner, and we got me. I hardly think this is all just going to be some little 'you won a contest' thing." Terry said with a chuckle.

[Lexzah]

Peeking up again from her game Alexis again studied her surroundings, that strange priest guy was attempting to wake the other napping man, the one who wasn't stinking up the whole place. With a shrug Alexis put her game down for a moment and reached into her bag again, rustling around before taking out a pack of gummy lollies and ripping the packet open loudly, the noise really couldn't be helped with these plastic things. Once open she set it down on the little tray in front of her and reached in, grabbing a couple and eating them as she picked up her game again, Alexis had been growing steadily irritated by the man behind her, about ready to get up and move yet she didn't want to go drawing attention to herself, so with as much self control as she could muster she focused on her game and nothing else, until a coin fell down onto her head and fell to the chair beside her, with frustrated sigh she picked up the coin and examined it for a second. Clutching it in her hand she returned to her game, with no intention of finding out where exactly this coin came from.

[GrandzHelios]

"You got a point." Bryce started. Now that he was awake Bryce could tell that this man had an irish accent. He could not tell if it was real or fake because Bryce had never heard an irish speak before. It almost made Bryce want to laugh because he had only heard n irish speak on tv or in movies. Then he noticed the letter that this man had pulled out. Bryce reached in his carry on bag and pulled out a letter in similar packaging. "Yes, I am going to guess that whomever sent these letters wants to make use of our skills in some way or another." He stated as he started to look for something. "Something just crossed my mind. Sir are you a Quincy?" Bryce asked the irish fellow he was talking to.

[vancexentan]

"Hehehehe...a fair question I suppose. Those quincy fellows are an interesting bunch. But I am not quincy I'm afraid. I am not a soul reaper either for that matter. Nor am I a hollow...well that's 95% true. It's complicated." Terry commented as he chuckled and twirled around his necklace idly with his thumb. "Speaking of I haven't told you my name have I? I am Terry. Terry Adair at your service my friend." Terry commented with a smile leaning back in his seat but offering his hand out to the boy. "Oh and by the way something fell off your body and went flying somewhere." Terry commented idly. He wasn't entirely sure what to say to this guy. He wasn't one to talk idly about nothing with strangers but this was a special occasion. It wasn't the worst thing in the world and this chap here seemed like he had a good head on his shoulders though.

[GrandzHelios]

"Bryce Lee." Bryce stated as he shook the man's hand. Bryce had to pause and think that this man with a cross was not a quincy but he carried a cross. By the sound of his accent he had to be either an English or Irish practitioner of Christianity. Well it didn't exactly matter as much as it did that this guy was not from the seireitei or a hollow. How was not being a hollow was only 95% of the truth? That bugged Bryce since he liked to know the variables of battle before actually engaging. That held true for if he was fighting against or along side this individual. Bryce then realized he was wasting brainpower by over thinking it because he did seem like nice guy. Either that or he was an assassin who planned out this whole thing to get under Bryce's guard and kill him from behind. But hollows were all supposed to be monsters. His mother did mention something about there being powerful hollows that resembled a human form. Whether this man was an insanely powerful hollow or not, it was a waste of brain power thinking about it if he couldn't see any skills. Then Bryce realized that this man pointed to the direction of his coin. "Excuse me for a minute." He told Terry Adair as he began to stroll down the aisle. He quickly made his way to a women who looked like she was focused intensely on a sort of game. Bryce wasn't one for games since he broke his Gameboy a the age of six. Even then his mother only gave it to him when he had complete down time. By down time it meant that he could not be doing a single other thing to better himself except having mario jump on top of koopas. After waiting for a moment he reached at her ears and pulled her head phone out so she could hear him. "Excuse me, did my coin land over here?"

[Lexzah]

Alexis was far to caught up in her game now to hear what the two men were talking about, as it was also a way to distract herself from everything around her, like the man who slept behind her or how stiff she was feeling from sitting on this plane for so long, she seriously needed to get back on solid land but until then she would just have to endure it. It was just when she was getting to the good part during a cut scene, that she suddenly found the volume of her game lacking, and the feeling of her headphone being yanked from her ear. "Hey!" She said said with a raised voice as she tried to grab for her headphone, the guy started to ask about a coin that fell over here, however uninterested in such a thing she turned her gaze back to her game device and huffed. "You made me miss the good part, thanks a lot" She sounded rather annoyed "Yea, your coin fell here. You should take better care next time" Alexis was rather rude when she spoke, as she tossed him back his coin. Now put off of her game Alexis turned off the power and put the device back in her bag, she found no point in saving it since she missed one of the most important parts of the game.

[GrandzHelios]

Bryce was a tad bit startled when this woman appeared so rude to him. Then again it was probably the natural response since he carelessly pulled her ear plug out so he could speak to her. Then again how was he going to talk if she was blocking her audio sensors. He may have been the rude one but he did not exactly approve of people who lived on their headphones either. He grabbed the coin in midair as she threw it at him. "Well then." He said as he walked away. He was not going to apologize because he only did what felt natural to him. Then again if this does end up being a hollow hunter assignment it could bite him in the butt if she doesn't get along with him. Bryce made his way back to his seat. He already made his introductions with the european,Terry Adair. There was the sleeping man in front and the rude woman who sat a row in front of that. Anyone could be a potential hollow hunter or they could indeed be the person in charge of recruiting them. Hollow hunting was a spiritual experience so it would make sense for the woman with the headphones to be the secretary of mysterious messenger rather than a spiritual being. Then again she had to be a good actress to fit that role. Terry Adair was also a mystery since he admitted to being a sort of hollow hunter but gave a riddle to what he was. Then the sleeping man who was a bigger mystery than everyone. Either way Bryce was wasting a bit of brainpower on information that will be told to him eventually.

[vancexentan]

The pilot of the ship suddenly over a speak and he spoke with a clear masculine voice and prompted everyone on board the ship to sit down in the nearest seat and buckle themselves in as they were landing soon. It wasn't something Terry had expected to happen so soon but it seemed no one else on the jet was willing to bring up a conversation so it was a short trip. "Well then...this is....interesting..." Terry muttered as he wondered why exactly they had so few people on this plane. "I thought there would be more...I guess I was wrong." grumbled the former priest as he waited for the plane to land. As they descended Terry breathed in calmly and looked at the city that was coming into view closer and closer by the second. He never enjoyed flying, being a low income family boy he had little reason to like it. Regardless of his personal thoughts on the matter Terry grinned widely as the pilot of the jet plane called out once more, "Thank you for flying on our plane! Please proceed out of the console and follow the man in the bright blue suit. I hope you enjoyed the flight." The pilot said with a obviously fake sincere tone. Terry got up almost immediately once the plane landed safely and told the plane's attendant that he didn't bring anything with him aside from his clothes and his small travel bag. With that Terry got up and left the plane before going outside and immediately looked out onto the horizon. "I've seen pictures of this place....Isn't this Las Vegas, Nevada? Interesting..." Terry grinned widely as he chuckled deeply. "I may actually need this after all." Terry grasped at his cross and held it steady and tightly. "Oh I am looking forward to meeting whoever this is indeed!" Terry stated to himself as he looked onto the bright city lights around him. In the dark...it was almost like a city of angels....a city of angels bent on sin and vice.... As Terry looked back to the plane and noticed the kid from the plane and the girl were coming out of the plane. "Well I hope you enjoyed the ride lads we have a journey ahead of us I'd be guessin'." Terry said with a calm plainness but tried not to be overly serious. "You know where we are r-" Terry said with a grin as suddenly a long haired blonde boy with dirty clothes, the boy whom was sleeping on the plane behind the girl, threw himself out of the plane's exit entrance like some sort of acrobat (with much less finesse) and landed on the ground with a loud and very audible thump and send a small wave of air blowing around him causing Terry's coat to flap wildly, "Hey! It looks like we're finally on the ground! Yeah man!" said the rowdy young man, Terry estimated by the boy's voice that he was from the western half of Europe and that he was also younger than himself. Maybe fresh out of high school if that. "Man this city looks A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! What do you think old man!?" the boy asked Terry whom looked at the boy with indifference, "I am barely older than you by the looks of it my friend and I don't believe I met you on the plane...who are you?" Terry asked as the boy shrugged, "You didn't meet me because I was asleep. I get really bored when nothing happens and I only wake up when stuff get's exciting." the boy said with a cheerful smile at which Terry raised an eye at, "And your name?" Terry repeated as the boy gave him a big thumbs up displaying his biker gloves with pride, "I'm Lambert Dumont my big friend! I'm here to reply to that message I got personally!" Lambert was a surprisingly mild name for a person this hyper. "It seems things just got a little more livelier Lambert. It is....nice to meet your acquaintance. I'm Terry and I'm from Southern Ireland." Terry introduced himself to Lambert who gripped his hand firmly and gave him a huge huge which made Terry feel like this kid was made of god damn steel, "WELL thanks for being so kind man! I'm not used to people being so nice to me." Lambert said gleefully at which Terry idly patted his back awkwardly.

[Lexzah]

Alexis continues to sort of glare at the man as he caught his coin, before walking off saying very little and leaving her again and Alexis sat back now in somewhat of a grumpy mood, if he really wanted to speak he could have just tapped her shoulder which would have given her time to pause her game. Returning to ignoring everyone on the plane she went to gaze out of the window, and noticed that they were currently flying over an unfamiliar land that was soon followed by a city, almost immediately after that the pilot spoke up asking everyone to sit down and buckle up, when he finished speaking Alexis turned her attention from the roof of the plane to her seat and strapped herself in. "I hate this part" She mumbled quietly to herself as she gripped the arm rests, she wasn't really afraid of flights she just was never to fond of them and wasn't good with the taking off and landing part of plane flights, however so not to draw attention she just kept her mouth shut and closed her eyes. When at last they had landed Alexis took a moment to make sure she had all her stuff with her, and waited for the two men to get off before her, she forgot for a moment about the one sleeping behind her as she didn't expect him to wake up. Slowly she stretched her stiff legs and shuffled out of her seat before headed down the isle to leave he plane, however as she made to leave that big blond man came barging past and leaped from the plane like some sort of dirty ape, almost knocking her over since she wasn't expecting him to be so sudden and quick right after he had woken up. straightening her clothing and grumbling something under her breath Alexis left the plane after the man, taking a moment to look around before turning her attention to the others, placing a hand to the Quincy cross that hung around her neck as she figured that from here things were going to get rather interesting. Not wanting to be left behind Alexis quickly left the plane and headed to where the three boys were talking, the ape man talking very loud, she wasn't going to like him.

[GrandzHelios]

As the plane landed Bryce just went with the flow. He buckled his seat belt when he was told to. He left the plane when he was told to. That was when he asked the ground control people about his bag stored in the cargo room. The man he had asked motioned him to follow as Bryce invited himself in the room with the traffic control employee. The man gave Bryce a dirty look but Bryce could not care less. He thanked the employee and made his way back to the group. It appeared as if Terry Adair was conversing with the sleeping guy. Bryce was gone for the details of their conversation but it seemed as if they were hugging. Well they could both be friendly people or perhaps they were old friends. That thought made Bryce think about this being a trap. He would be screwed if all three of them had spiritual powers and wanted to fight him this moment. Either way it made a bit more sense to wait and see how this plays out. Bryce took a small look around and it appeared that they were relatively close to a city. This made Bryce feel a bit better since it was not ideal to jump someone by flying him to an urban area like this one. He took a moment to look around and he noticed the woman who had the ear phones. She seemed to be gripping a type of necklace. Bryce couldn't see it but it seemed like it was important. Who knows they might have been chosen as a group because they all wore necklaces. Bryce turned his attention back to the group. "So what now?" He asked out loud.

[vancexentan]

Terry managed pry himself from from Lambert's grip after a couple of seconds, "I guess we wait Mr. Bryce" Terry commented plainly as he looked at his fellow passanger. He wasn't one to comment sarcastically but you'd figure the boy would know if he just could wait for a couple of seconds he'd likely find out what was going on. "We're not in any position to really demand to know what's going on just yet. We're in Las Vegas boy. I'm not sure if you've been here before but this city is full of sin and liars." Terry said indifferently as he reached out his hand and made a gesture as if to grasp the city in his hand. "Yo new new dude! Come on this place is awesome! I've never been to Vegas before!" commented Lambert as he hopped around and threw a few very fast mock punches at nothing seemingly hyped over something or another. Terry simply let him do what he was doing as Dumont seemed like the guy who would get worked up over a simple comment. Things became more interesting as suddenly a tall elderly man in a black suit with a red tie and thinned grey hair over his spotted bald head waltzed over and bowed to them all, "Hello young mistress and masters. I'm called Albert Wester Jr. and I'm going to be your driver for tonight and maybe for a good period of time. I'm sorry for not coming sooner but I was only just informed moments ago of something coming up with the previous driver. If you would follow me quickly we should be getting to our destination as quickly as possible. The young master doesn't like tardy guests. Don't worry any objects you have will be delivered to you on arrival to the master's palace" Albert commented politely as he gave a bow to all of them. Terry greeted Albert with a Chinese sign of respect by putting his hands together and bowing with his upper body and thanked him for his efforts, "Oh no need to do that it's what I'm paid to-" Albert said as Lambert suddenly broke in, "Yo yo man let's get GOIN'! Where are we goin' anyway? Come on dog spill the beans dude!" Lambert asked as Albert calmly pushed up his glasses, "Well 'dog' I am nothing more than a servant, and we will be going to Golden Arch Casino and Hotel. It is where our master normally meets with people he is usually interested in." commented the man with a simple grin, "Ah so it's a male we're dealing with now eh? Not that it makes much different but it is nice to know that small bit of info." commented Terry. He was more worried if this old man was lying to them...but it seemed that he was telling the truth, Terry quickly followed the man whom confirmed that the boss was a male indeed and that he had a limo waiting for them all. However he pulled the boy named Bryce over to him real quick before he got in the car, "If things go wrong I'm going to intervene personally. I sense that you hold some powerful spirit energy in you friend. I would appreciate it if you helped me. But don't get the wrong idea I'm not expecting trouble because the man who expects trouble finds it but the man who is always prepared for it but doesn't want it is a cautious one." Terry said quickly before backing away from the boy and getting into the top most half of the limo. Meanwhile Lambert stuck to Alexis, "So chick, babe, lady, my girl are you pumped up for this! I am freaking STOKED woooh baby Vegas never thought I'd be here in my life time! WOOWIE!" He said ecstatically patting the girl heavily on her back.

[Lexzah]

Alexis had her back turned to the small group as the tall an came along, figuring that he was their escort and or driver she tilted her head, looking at him side on to show that she was at the least listening to him as he stared to introduce himself as their driver. Alexis wasn't entirely worried about her objects as the only thing she had on her was her bag, and there was no way she would let it be taken out of her sight, however as the others were still questioning the old man, she was already walking a head to where the old man came from clearly not interested in all their chatting.
"Lets just get a move on, I can't be bothered waiting" She said though doubted that anyone would hear her over the noise that the smelly one was making, though she did stop to look back when the old man started to lead them to the limo, letting him pass and then following him the rest of the way.

Climbing into the Limo Alexis sat herself by the window, though noticing that Lambert decided to stick with her during the ride, she couldn't help but hang her head for a moment before trying to ignore him. This was near impossible however as his large hand was suddenly patting her on the back, causing her to hunch her shoulders and almost slip from her seat.
"My name if you must know, is Alexis and I prefer if you call me that, none of these tacky nicknames" She told him sounding a bit grumpy "And yes, very good for you, we are all glad that you find such joy in being here" Alexis said in a sarcastic tone as she rolled her eyes "But must you be so loud about it?"

[GrandzHelios]

Bryce was not exactly asking anyone in particular as much as he was asking fate when things would hurry up. Bryce was usually a patient man but the impatience of this specific situation and atmosphere was making him a bit jittery. That and he could use a bit of sleep at this particular moment. That kind of thinking was going to get the young Quincy killed if this was indeed some kind of trap. The man who's name he had not caught seemed to be shadow boxing on thin air. He could already tell that this guy was someone who could get his nerves easily but maybe a balance to a group was always good. He thought that because even though he was tense he could acknowledge that the group did lea towards the tenser type and Terry Adair was relaxed but not enough to balance out the mood of the group. Bryce was almost glad that we had the noisy guy here because it did break the tension a a lot easier.

Soon after that a butler arrived and gave them an answer to the inquiry Bryce had previously made. The Golden Arch Casino. Since this was not a private residence that much mean that this had the money to entertain this small group. It also had a hint of secrecy because he was not introducing this group to his or her own household. It did feel like it would be more difficult to drive them into a trap if they were going to be in a public place. Then again that statement only held true if their host did not ow the Golden Arch Casino. If that came into play then they should expect to be dead as soon as they walk in the door. Such negativity was not going to help if they were going to be given legitimate offer. Bryce decided to go along with it.

As he was getting into the vehicle Terry expressed that they needed to be prepared. Bryce nodded his ahead in approval. It was comforting that someone else was thinking similar to what he felt. Then again this extra cautious feeling could be from the vibe he got from speaking with Terry on the plane. Either way it was there and he had to accept that it did. In any case if this become a battlefield then him an Terry would form a small team right off the bat. Then that would leave the woman with the noisy drama king over there. Then they either form a whole group or two separate ones. A basic battle plan did help but since he didn't know what kind of attacks the others could do it did not help him at all the predict n outcome. Especially against an enemy that may or may not even exist.

This extra thinking was not helping Bryce's mind state at all. He needed something to keep his mid off of the upcoming danger. it was probably because he was doing too much extra thinking right now. Since he just heard the woman's name as Alexis why not gather some intelligence. "Hey Alexis, where are you from and what is that pendant you keep gripping?"

[vancexentan]

"Wow you're such a stick in the mud Alex! Come on a new place means new adventures and new journeys! More importantly it's a chance to learn how to do new stuff!" commented Lambert with a giant smile as he grabbed a nearby bottle of wine and popped open the cork with his bare hands. Terry's eyes cocked a little at that, "Well then he's a strong fella ain't he?" Terry commented to nobody in specific as he turned attention to their driver as the limo started to drive off of the airport. Surprising that the man had enough money to get people to let the driver do this in the first place. "So sir how long will it take us to arrive at our destination?" Terry asked his driver as he fondled his cross. The man grumbled out something about a half an hour or so due to traffic but otherwise they shouldn't take too long to get there if they are lucky.