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[center][color=#D3D3D3][b][u]Los Angeles - Obscure Alley[/u][/b][/color][/center]
[center][@Count Cuddles][@Prosaic][@The Harbinger of Ferocity][/center]

Fault Line's entrance would perhaps have been considered a spectacular distraction for the entity retaining this trio of heroes within its glare. With Nello's blade vanishing, as if thinning mist, before the dark remnants of the artifact blew away in the wind, Midnight breathed a soft sigh of what could only be taken for relief. [color=#D3D3D3][b]"Oh,"[/b][/color] the boy spoke, his ghostly, metallic voice trickling through the shape of a mystic helmet, [color=#D3D3D3][b]"it was just you,"[/b][/color] the knight finished. Nello's attention proceeded to gaze its way across the various rooftops Los Angeles offered from where the three stood, earning not a sight of what proweled across the height of the structures. 

[color=#D3D3D3][i]"Ugh, getting jumpy,"[/i][/color] Nocturne added, the shade's voice knocking at the back of Nello's mind. It had grown to be a comfort, in a way, knowing that the spirit was always there, always watching. Though their initial relationship had been quite a rocky road, so to speak, one filled with much discomfort and an inability to view the mental guest within Nello's mind as little more than an intruder, the two would eventually grow closer than one could possibly have expected. Yes, their relationship was quite an uncommon sight within the spiritual community, where a boy and the shade possessing him held feelings for one another comparable to the deepest emotional bond. It was endearing, in a way, and the thought of solitude was quite terrifying for them both. They had grown attached to the notion of sharing a frame, despite Nello maintaining complete control over each motion. [color=#D3D3D3][i]"Oh and yeah, nice and 'clean', Nelly-Belly. Next time, why don't we just bring a pillow and throw it at them? Oh wait, we can't, it would break! If we were supposed to use our fists, Nello, Moonshadow wouldn't be able to SLICE A GOD IN HALF!"[/i][/color]

Leaning against the wall, Nello knocked an armored knuckle against his helmet, the boy's voice responding to something others could not hear. [color=#D3D3D3][b]"Stop screaming,"[/b][/color] the teenager stated calmly, [color=#D3D3D3][b]"we do things the good guy way."[/b][/color]

[color=#D3D3D3][i]"You said 'boring' wrong, babe."[/i][/color] Nocturne finished, with a pout, causing Nello to manage a soft chuckle. The two were an interesting pair, indeed. Where Nocturne was the darkness cast by night itself, Nello was the light offered by a bright moon. They completed one another, for sure.

[color=#D3D3D3][b]"Fault Line, I should head home. Dad's been obsessing over.., something, and he hasn't been eating. Don't know what's wrong with him but..,"[/b][/color] the teenager sighed, shaking his head, [color=#D3D3D3][b]"I need to make sure he doesn't end up killing himself."[/b][/color] Nello stated, a tinge of frustration in his voice. No teenager at sixteen wanted to be put in a position where they were forced to nurse their parent, and while many were shepherded into such a position due to medical reasons, Nello's father was simply obsessed with research. It was a choice, a decision, one which caused a notable amount of frustration for the Egyptian boy. 

With a casual wave, Midnight moved around the corner of the alleyway the trio had considered a safe haven, if only just temporary, his armor fading in a mist of blackness following the motion of an incoming breeze. Pulling a hood over his head, Nello's eyes squinted as a response to the sunlight, his razor teeth clenching at the infuriating rays coating his stone colored skin. A heavy weight was immediately placed on his shoulders, as the boy's enhanced strength vanished with the light whipping onto his body. Luckily, he did not live very far from where the trio had hid, and the walk home would only warrant twenty minutes of sunlit suffering.