[center][u][b][h1][color=cyan]Cyan[/color][/h1][/b][/u][/center][hr][color=yellow][b]TAGS:[/b][/color] [@6slyboy6][@Crowvette][@Bartimaeus][@Inertia][@Dezuel][hr]
After the smoke from Cassius's explosion cleared, all that remained was a thick black fog that remained only a little while longer before it, too, dispersed.  It was over quickly, but it had been enough to get Cyan's adrenaline going.  Now that the chance came for him to calm down, he finally noticed how uncomfortable being completely drenched was.  The air within this abandoned building had already felt unnaturally cool, but that and the water together was enough to cause the boy to shiver.

[color=aba000]"... Katherine? Tails?"[/color]

Cyan had been temporarily distracted by his own predicament, being barely conscious from self-imposed fatigue wasn't helping much either, so he hadn't remembered to return to visibility after the battle.  Nor had he been paying attention to what others were saying until Andreim spoke his name, or rather his unfortunate nickname, and brought him somewhat back to focus.

After walking out from his hiding place, a dripping wet and dust-covered foxboy reappeared in front of the stairs.
[color=cyan]"I'm here,"[/color] he said, raising his hand slightly.  He tried hiding his weariness, as people would often make fun of him whenever he failed a coin-flip.  However, his drooping tail that dragged along the floor kind of gave everything away.  As usual.

In all honesty, Cyan kind of wanted to go back.  He was cold, wet, and tired, and it's not like he was helping much anyway.  Alto made a mistake choosing him to go on this mission.  The others were perfectly capable of finding the missing students on their own.  Andriem only spoke aloud what the boy was thinking when he said, [color=aba000]"Hm... and try to not get in the way, Tails."[/color]

That didn't make it feel any better to hear, though, and Cyan reacted.
[color=cyan]"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence.  Guess I'd better leave, then,"[/color] he said sarcastically, tossing a dark gray coin towards the ceiling. [color=turquoise][i]'Heads, I'm back at Mrs. Winter's, tails, I'm somewhere else in Rhea,'[/i][/color] he thought, before catching the coin out of the air and vanishing.

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Even he had to admit it was rather immature of him.  Cyan would almost definitely regret it later, having to deal with fixing broken trust and listening to whatever scolding they'd put him through.  However, he was pretty far past too tired to care.  He just wanted to find someplace warm and take a nap.  He'd deal with everything else later.

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