Kyra- 

They were a bit of an odd sight, the little Goddess of Darkness and her older brother. First of all, both of them were rather good looking in mortal terms but they just looked like trouble. Kyra only looked like a teenage girl and she was well beyond drunk at that point. Pair that with Amos' biker get-up and they definitely caused quite a few heads to turn. After polishing off another bottle of the odd-tasting, clear liquid she stole from the bar, Kyra was well and truly hammered. She had never really drunk like this because she always had to remain on high alert but she was with Amos and no one fucked with Amos.

By the time they had reached the clothes shop, she had already proceeded to demand that Amos give her a piggyback to make up for his lost years, get her more alcohol and hand over his jacket (which she had taken a shining to). Once she had gained at least two of those things, Kyra seemed satisfied to take him clothes shopping.

The first shop they went into just didn't like the look of them and after Kyra gave a death stare to one of the clerks, they were quietly removed. So, they had to move to a more classy shop which just seemed to be full of designer suits. Not Kyra's style but Amos seemed to like them well enough. Once the rather ingenious idea of changing rooms had been explained to the older God and he had bothered to pick out a few things, Kyra was heavily considering just falling asleep beside the attendant who didn't look too bothered about it. Considering the fact that the Queen of Darkness usually attracted the weirder folks, she should have been mildly concerned but nevertheless, the young frosty-haired girl was asleep in no time.

Amos-

It began to rain, the droplets forming steady streams to parch the dried earth under his feet, always flowing. Eventually, those droplets would mix with fresh blood and upturned dirt. Amos overlooked a battlefield, running with blood and the sounds of chaos. These men fought bravely unto the bittersweet end of their lives and he knew it was all for naught. So pointless these battles, so meaningless in the grand scheme of things, yet Amos enjoyed them. He would watch for awhile, see who was the winning and then help the losers. Something about being an underdog inspired him so. However, this was all before his deep slumber, right after the betrayal when he had lost himself and when humanity still used swords. It's funny to note that before the fall he never harmed a single mortal but after, well, that changed.

Amos dived to the ground in an instant, breaking the earth apart and the shockwave sent soldiers off their feet, into the open air where before they even touched the ground again, they were dead. Sliced open, in-half, you name it. Extremities scattered the ground, corpses piled up and blood was always flowing. His rage burned in the very heart of his soul, consuming all of his feelings and leaving him scorned. The humans were never a challenge to the God of Valor, as he faded in and out of existence all around them. Their mortal eyes were deceived at how fast he truly was, for no sooner was he with one group of men, in an instant he would be to the next. The results were always the same. Pure devastation.

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Amos heard a noise then, no a voice, and he snapped out of it coming back to reality. He was in the changing room of the fancy store, wearing a very fine black suite with a white undershirt and black tie. His appearance melted the hearts of female mortals but that was beside the point. He was in the present now, not in the past. Earlier Kyra and Amos had been walking the streets of this human city and as they did, they talked. Many things were said and Amos was beginning to understand the new world, and that human alcohol made young goddesses drunk. He was enjoying himself, a concept he seldom thought possible.

After a couple of hours, and getting kicked out of a few stores, they stood outside of a nice clothing store, the concept was new to Amos as he didn't understand the need to buy things when you either had them made for you or you took them but regardless there they were and they went inside. But now he felt a familiar presence, and a voice he seldom heard even in the Heavens, Tetsuo God of Play. He opened the door of to see him overlooking Kyra, who had passed out. He wondered what he wanted and why he was being a creep. 

Kyra-

At an odd look from the manager, the young attendant shifted slowly, trying to escape and return to his work but from the bundle of sleeping darkness, a tired voice emerged. [color=silver]"Move and I'll fucking kill you."[/color] She whispered softly before her breathing pattern fell back into it's slumbering rhythm.

It was barely a few moments before she shifted uncomfortably and attempted to hide away from something that was seemingly annoying her. Her shadow minions were attempting to warn her of the presence of the God beside her but Kyra simply ignored them, sleeping onwards. Finally, it seemed that their nagging took a real toll as Kyra's chaotic eyes flicked open and casually regarded a dark corner of the room before finding their way back to the stranger that was held up beside her. There was a strange aura emanating from him that her drunken mind couldn't exactly place it's finger on but that didn't particularly bother her considering he was drop-dead gorgeous.

Furrowing her eyebrows, she released the shaking attendant from his captivity before drawing herself to her measly full height.[color=silver]"And just who do you think you are!?" [/color] She slurred, her eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms and regarded him shakily. Whoever he was, he clearly thought he was some sort of big shot and although that may have been true, Kyra wasn't in the mood for his mocking gaze.

Tet-

Tet continued to observe Kyra who was asleep soundly, that was until she threatened the attendant with death. His face turned into a somewhat laughing smile, that in it's on way was a rather cute gesture, as terrifying as it was. During this time Tet heard the door to the dressing room open up, looking up he saw Amos standing there in clothes that very much matched what the shop was selling. It was quiet a sight, with a friendly smile on his face, Tet looked to Amos and gave a half wave with his hand.[color=9e0b0f]「Hey there Amos, it's been a long time.」[/color]Judging from the soundless appearance, Tet figured that Amos was wondering why he showed up out of the blue. Maintaining his friendly smile Tet let down his hand and began to speak.[color=9e0b0f]「Don't worry I have no ill intentions here, I am honestly just here on a whim.」[/color]

As he was speaking to Amos, the sound of movement met his ears and as such he immediately looked down to the floor where Kyra, that was sound asleep, was now half awake and just barely standing. She was clearly in no way sober as when she spoke every word was slurred together. In her drunk state she immediately folded her arms and stared at Tet with eyes as sharp as knives. Tet closed his eyes for a very brief second before opening them again to reply back to Kyra.[color=9e0b0f]「Kyra, It's Tet, maybe you have heard of me or maybe you haven't but regardless I am not here with any ill intentions toward any of you, after all I am only the God of Play, I could not hurt either one of you even if I wanted to. Not only that one I could never stand a chance against Amos and two I would never want to hurt someone as cute as you Kyra.」[/color]A playful but kind smile spread across his face as he looked at the drunk Kyra.

Amos-

Amos eyed Tetsuo cautiously, he never did like the God of Play, too much intelligence not enough brawn. He preferred action to useless words, something that led him to be more active then others. Regardless of his loathing, he spoke to Tet, "Many ill intentions have happened on a whim, so we shall see if you are correct." With that said he decided to buy the suit, then realized he had no human currency, in fact he didn't have any currency or anything of value for that matter. Perhaps he could charm his way or use brute force, the latter sounded easier. He walked over to the counter, which Kyra said is where you paid for things. A rather attractive female stood behind it and as he got closer he wondered what he would say, whispers of intimacy, of love or perhaps a bit of smooth talking. None of that happened. 

His attempts to woo the female failed as he found that this particular one fancied her own sex. Amos was running out of options and he dared not ask Kyra or Tetsuo, for that matter. Woe to the God of Valor for actually finding himself at an impasse and with no alternatives besides the less, unsavory ones. Damn it, he thought, outdone by humans. He walked over to the two gods and spoke in an uneasy tone, "Time to go." and with that he bolted out the door, too fast for the sensors to pick him up. (If he even knew about that.) He stopped under a tree outside, far enough away to still see the store but the humans would not see him. After all, he did like the suit and he had his pride still intact. Now to wait for the others.


Ernestine-

The goddess strolled down the street, her black ankle boots scuffing against the pavement as she walked. She could feel a very strong presence nearby, making her senses tingle. She slowed down as she approached the store a few feet away, her mind full of curiosity and wonder. She couldn't be wrong, it was definitely the presence of a god. But there was something else that she couldn't quite put her finger on - it was an overwhelming sense of familiarity. Ernestine leaned against the wall outside the shop, deciding to wait. She would wait to see if the being that walked out would be worth engaging with. If not, she would be off to do her own thing.

A few minutes passed and she began to feel impatient. She clicked her tongue in annoyance, deciding to go inside and see for herself. Before she could reach for the handle, a man in suit bolted past her and was gone in the blink of an eye. Ernestine blinked, staring blankly at the glass door in front of her as her mind tried to process what just happened. She quickly whipped around, her eyes scanning the area until she found the man standing under a tree. It was none other than the god of valor himself. Ernestine raised her eyebrow, suddenly interested. "[color=6ecff6]Hmm? Interesting,[/color]" she muttered to herself nonchalantly before taking a step forward and making her way towards Amos. She stopped in her tracks and turned her head back, giving the store one last glance, noting that she could still feel another strange presence inside. She brushed the thoughts aside, shrugging as she continued to head towards the god.

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she slowly approached him with confident strides, her hair dancing softly as the wind blew past her. [color=6ecff6]"So you finally show yourself after thousands of years. What brings you to the city?"[/color] Her face held an expression that couldn't be read, but her presence could always make anyone question whether she was up to something.

Kyra-

Normal Kyra probably would have taken the compliment and ran with it but drunken Kyra wasn't particularly up for this guy flirting with her. She'd been on Earth nine thousand years so if he really wanted her, he should have just came earlier! Leaning forward to inspect him with cautious eyes, the small Goddess spared a minute to look him up and down before she reached out and carelessly flicked him square in the forehead. [color=silver]"No."[/color] Giving him a dull look, she shakily brushed past him and watched as Amos walked up to the counter and aimlessly attempted to flirt with the cashier. Gods were awful with humans.

Letting a small sigh escape her lips, Kyra rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms before finding a dark corner, knowing what Amos was going to do even before he did it despite being heavily intoxicated. [color=silver]"You can find your own way out of here!"[/color] She regarded Tet momentarily before turning back to her dark corner and trying to phase into the shadows there. The first attempt outwardly failed and the second wasn't much better. Finally, she turned to Tet with daggers in her eyes and sashayed up to him. [color=silver]"You ever tell anyone that the Goddess of Darkness couldn't use her own shadows, I'll find a very large object and stick it somewhere where the sun doesn't shine. Now could you help me escape, please?"[/color] Giving him a look that was a little less deathly than before but still as hazy, Kyra crossed her arms and nodded towards the security guards who suddenly remembered their presence.

Tet-
Tet watched as Amos went up to the counter acting like he was planning to pay, but during this time Kyra had caught Tet's attention so he turned towards her. It was then Kyra leaned in towards Tet and seemed to be looking him up and down, she did this for a very brief few moments before reaching her small hand up to his forehead. In the next moment, Tet, felt a stinging on his forehead and out of pure instinct he flinched from the pain. He soon realized what had been done to him, Kyra had flicked him. She then followed up with a single no before brushing past him, still in a drunken state.[color=9e0b0f]「Wait what? No what?」[/color]Tet was a bit confused as to why she just left him with a flick to the forehead and a no.

Once the slight stinging had subsided he did a quick survey of the store, it seemed during Kyra and Tet's little exchange, Amos disappeared from sight. It was at this very same time in which Kyra had told Tet to find his own way out. Again he was confused but then put two and two together. [color=9e0b0f]'Amos just shop lifted didn't he...and now we are going to be pinned f-'[/color] His train of thought was broken as out of the corner of his eye he noticed Kyra's figure struggling to do something in a dark corner of the shop. He brought his full attention to the female goddess that was sitting in the dark corner attempting to use her powers so that she could escape from the current situation. He caught a glimpse of her failure the first time, as for the second time, he witnessed in full. Kyra had failed to use her shadows. Maybe it was because she was intoxicated but regardless at the present moment she was a powerless goddess. Tet went to turn away before Kyra noticed he was watching but he was too late as immediately he felt the daggers of her gaze penetrate right through him. He turned around slowly and met his eyes with hers. 

First she started with a threat, which was obvious considering if anyone found out it would be problematic for her, but she then followed up with a favor, she wanted Tet to help her escape. He didn't even have to ponder it because if he didn't escape, he would end up caught up in the mess as well. Tet looked up and over to the security guard, who recognized that both Tet and Kyra were involved with Amos in some way and as such he started towards the two of them.[color=9e0b0f] 'Ahh don't want to have to use the power of Geis for such a simple matter but I would like to get out of this scot free.'[/color] He activated his Geis and looked towards the man's eyes.[color=9e0b0f]「You will ignore us.」[/color]It was such a simple command, but it would allow both Tet and Kyra to escape. 

Tet Dashed towards Kyra and grabbed a hold of her hand. At first he dragged her along but before long he picked her up and began carrying her. He weaved in and out between the various displays of clothing before finally reaching the door. Before anyone else could say anything to the two gods he dashed out through the doors and away from the store. he sprinted for a long while before coming to a stop, sure enough they arrived at the same tree Amos took refuge under.[color=9e0b0f]「Damn it Amos couldn't you have warned us...」[/color]He took a deep breath and finally placed Kyra back on her feet on the ground before him.