[b]Hiatus, Come Back Maybe?[/b] [b]Golden City, Outer Sectors[/b] [i]He walked briskly past the ruins, making little noise as he did. His low-tech outfit contradicted his helmet, the soles of his shoes making no sound, his swords at his hip. Hands in pocket, the figure walked through casually, looking around at what formerly was a grand centre of learning, maybe a sign? Or a clue? He looked around for a trace, a trace of anything. But all that was and ever will be, was dusty ruins. He squatted down, hands locked together, looking around. His feet were tired, his senses still keen. He didn't know what to do anymore. After a quick rest, he got up, and set out towards the sea. Why the sea? A long walk it would be, yes. But his journey had only just begun. For his old task was still at hand.[/i] ~ [b]Golden City, Northern Sector[/b] [i]He rose then fell. But no more. He finally had a body in this godforsaken world, and it would come to use. As he appeared once, in a swirl of smoke, he came again. But instead of the featureless body, like a glass jar, he held new meaning. With new meaning came new power. [url=http://ereban.yolasite.com/resources/Avatar_of_Grenth_concept_art.jpg]Grima[/url] was roaming these streets before. And once again, he does so now.[/i] ~ [b]Forests Just north of Golden City[/b] [i] [url=http://img02.deviantart.net/8901/i/2014/246/3/0/ninja_from_the_future__2_by_benedickbana-d7xuw3p.jpg]Gemini's [/url]sensors went off. Large energy fluxes... two places... all that came to mind were two of his protocols: report, or act? He couldn't report: Tauros, Scorpio, offline for unknown reasons. Alon was no where to be seen. The price they put on his head was months old, yet Gemini wasn't sure if he was alive or not. Same with Tauros and Scorpio. But Gemini was new, unknown. There was no price on his head. But he felt guilt and longing for their presence, for he couldn't help even if he tried. He wouldn't know where to look, from the multiple dimensions they called home. He perched himself on a tree, his visor raising to reveal the glowing rings on the side of his head, and the two short swords at his hip softly rested, hanging loose. The one katana was in it's cybernetic sheath on his back, pushed against the tree. He was alone. But he knew that it'd end soon. They were alright.... right? [/i] [spoiler]All three open. I guess I'm back![/spoiler]