Inane had just stepped through the Gate leading from the Underworld to Earth, the portal fading behind him in wisps of subdued purple shadows. Looking around at the tall brick buildings flanking either side of the alley told him he had successfully arrived in New York. Inane remembered hearing from some of the condemned humans how fantastic and majestic a city New York was, though he had never actually been here himself. Taking one look around was all Inane needed to conclude that he wasn't too impressed. All he saw was crumbling brick and concrete and the air reeked of sewage and pollution. Humans were an odd species indeed if they were content with calling a place like this home. Running a hand through his short brown hair, he muttered a quiet, [b][color=red]"Might as well get this over with,"[/color][/b] before stepping out onto the sidewalk.

The deafening sounds of the city became increasingly more audible now that they weren't being muffled by the alley. Inane was no stranger to loud noises but these were different. Honking cars, people trying to talk over one another, street vendors shouting to get the attention of those passing by. Frankly, it was obnoxious. Inane was grateful he didn't have to frequent the human world on a regular basis. Gathering his bearings, he took a moment to decide where to start looking for the Goddess he was supposed to be partnering up with. A moment was apparently all he needed as a second later a bright aura barreled into his chest, effectively making him lose his balance and fell to the rough ground with a strained [b][color=red]"Oomph!"[/color][/b].

Inane didn't need to look to know that he found her. The blinding light that emanated from her was proof enough. Normally those that encountered a God or Goddess would be instantly calmed by their aura but Inane found her presence annoying. It might have something to do with the way her aura choked out his own, painfully burning away his shadows. Inane scowled at the concept that his bright cousins held that kind of power still over those of his father's lineage. The task he was sent here for just got that much more demeaning. He ignored her offered hand and instead pushed himself off the ground. [b][color=red]"Apparently you're blinding yourself as much as you're blinding me. Do they not teach you how to walk where you come from?"[/color][/b] Dusting off the dirt from his black jeans, Inane glanced at Julia briefly before averting his gaze elsewhere. [b][color=red]"The name's Inane. Now, do you have any idea where we're supposed to go from here?"[/color][/b] His father had avoided telling him much in a weak attempt to force Inane to work with Julia. Irritatingly enough, it was working...