[center][h1][color=8882be]Lumen Kresnik[/color][/h1][/center]

It seemed that everyone was in agreement, Lumen beamed a smile at his comrades. The sight of Roland and Circe together was rather ominous to him, to be frank. The icy cold personality she displayed had seemed to have entirely melted away. Perhaps that's what relationships do to you. Lumen narrowed his eyes at the thought, something itched at the back of his mind, but he decided to ignore as it warranted no attention at the moment. And to be honest, what she suggest just now kind of threw off his stomach a bit. Maybe it was best not to search ALL the secrets out there. [color=8882be]"If that's it then let us proceed, then."[/color] Without further delay the team had finally gathered together, in unison they directed their paths to their teachers, and respectively told them of their preparation. While perhaps Yurius was wholly skeptical of such, he mere assumed his duty as the guide along with Mako who was unsurprisingly serene about this. Lumen certainly felt something was brewing in the midst, but he didn't much care for it at the moment since adventure was at the horizon. This is were it all began, a boiling sense of anxiety and excitement meshed together at the perfect blend. Lumen's power radiates with glory, Roland at the front as this team continued to the Industrial Zone. 

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[h1]INDUSTRAIL ZONE[/h1]
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Lumen wasn't sure what to believe, but something was certain about this place. It felt different, the ominous loom and sense of silence only bellowed warning signs. Nothing here herald any sense of security, just mystery upon mystery. To Lumen, this was like a dream come true, his sense were heighten and every single grain of dust and stone was a remnant of a story that hasn't been told. The scent of engine oil and rust lingered across this plagued grounds of gloom and doom. [color=8882be]"Certainly a place for someone who is akin to killing, or at least comfortable with the idea."[/color] Murmured the silver haired poltergeist. Eyes scanning every individual spot he could get his interest in.[color=8882be] "Considering what the mission said, it basically told us little to nothing of actual worth concerning who we are looking for. But for what little it did detail, it seems more than likely to be raiders or gangsters."[/color] He turned to witnessed an amalgamation of object that had been vandalized, destroyed, painted and misplaced. Broken glass, bottles for liquor and rum, doors, knobs, screws and nails, cars and oil drums. You can name it, if it was here it would more likely than not be either destroyed, or graffiti'd. Crossed armed he continued [color=8882be]"Anything to get the pretty penny, huh? We shouldn't abide by the idea that there's only people here, either. Living in the type of environment I've been exposed to tell me that anything form man to creature can come up from here, so we should keep our eyes and ears as focused as possible."[/color] 

He winced at the realization of what he was saying and doing, he turned to his peers and smiled at them. [color=8882be]"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to make it seems like I'm giving orders... I just wanted to let you guys know what I was thinking. Sorry about that, Ronald."[/color] He rubbed the back of his head, waving his hand in front of him as if to ward any confusion that might have been triggered by his mumbles. However he proceeded to direct a question towards his teachers. [color=8882be]"Since you assigned us this mission, could you guys perhaps elaborate on the specifics of the area though? Anything particular about the layout? The more we know, the less we have to walk aimlessly and we can formulate some kind of plan."[/color]