[color=a0410d][center][h3]Argus[/h3][/center][/color]
[@Searat]
[color=a0410d]"Maybe they're trying to kickstart an apocalypse but want to start small, try to avoid notice?"[/color] Argus suggested, [color=a0410d]"Let's just try to keep a level head for now."[/color] The Djinn tensed up as the stench of corruption and decay suddenly intensified, and he felt Richard tap on his shoulder. Turning slowly, the senior agent followed Richard's gaze and locked his eyes into the undead, [color=a0410d]"Yep, that's a shambler if ever I've seen one."[/color] Argus' fingertips ignited and the fire spread slowly up them, peeling away his human form to reveal the Djinn claws beneath. The red haired man flexed his hands, signaling a trickle of orange and red flames to take form around the sharp bone protruding from his fingertips.

[color=0087BD][center][h3]Rost[/h3][/center][/color]
[@Blueflame][@LightningMaiden]
[color=0087BD]"Well, Miss Yashika, I would advise you grow accustomed to motor vehicles promptly. They are essential in our line of work, for reasons you will soon understand."[/color] Rost dismissed, climbing into the driver's seat and closing the door behind him. [color=0087BD]"We will be starting with the child's family. As far as they are concerned, we are federal investigators who have been summoned to assist in the investigation. We tell them that cover, get the information we need, then neuralyze them on the way out; make them forget we were ever here."[/color]

The scribe had forgotten, briefly, that his associate had not yet received any training, [color=0087BD]"Now, Young Mason. We are alone on this mission, as with every other. We answer to no government agency domestic or otherwise. We have direct ties to only one other organization, the Men In Black; think of us as two sides of the same coin. The MIB deal with the extraterrestrial. We, the supernatural."[/color]