[center][h1][color=Gold]Caelus[/color] [color=DarkRed]Infernum[/color][/h1][/center]

Caelus looked into the sky from his hidey-hole near the bottom of the boat, finding him slightly soaked from the sea-spray that came in every so often, but considering where he was going, he could handle a few splashes of water 'til he was ready to reveal himself. [i]This is the first lucky break I've had in a while. . . let's hope it lasts me to Europe, though, cause I'd be in a pretty bad spot if [b]they[/b] decided to show up right now.[/i] He was, of course, referring to the choir of angels that had been hunting him down for as long as he could remember. He could always feel when they were coming, as it caused the Hellfire inside of him to rumble and writhe in hungry anticipation for a meal of charred angel flesh and divine magic.

Letting out a sigh, he quickly regretted that as a mouthful of saltwater got into his mouth. He coughed and sputter for a bit, spitting out the window as he did so(which was situated underneath Mizuki, as it so happens) and rubbing his mouth to try and get the taste out of his mouth. Before long, he was back to being as silent as a mouse. He planned on waiting a day or so before he revealed himself, sure they'd be far enough along that it wouldn't be worth it to turn around. And if they decided to throw him over board, he'd threaten to burn the whole damn burn to a crisp. He needed to get out of the country and this was the first chance he'd had in a while. He wasn't going to let these guy's fuck him over on that.

Shaking the though from his head, he reached into his pocket to pullout a piece of fruit he'd nicked from their provisions, along with some other pieces of food to tide him over for now, and began to take slow, stealthy bites so as to avoid making too much more noise than he already had. Hopefully his little outburst hadn't drawn any attention to him.

[@Driving Park]