[b][h3]Orpheuz[/h3][/b]

How irksome. The foreigner girl had managed to pay for herself. Such poor luck. Unbelievable. Orpheuz shook his head softly to himself as Alyona left the store. It did remind him, that it wasn't such a bad idea at all to do just that. So he headed outdoors. Once outside he allowed himself a deep breath, he had been unsuccessful so far in locating the important people in his former life. A sense of worry did momentarily cross his mind, what if they didn't exist and he had to settle with second-rate background type people.

At least he knew Vera and Andras were around, with some luck he could possibly find some of the others who would be crucial for the battle of the world. After all, he had been told by his benefactor that this battle would decide all battles. He couldn't allow himself to fail, even if it meant being completely destroyed himself in the process. This wasn't about him, it was about her. All version of her and that of those who shared the dream. No doubt his other selves felt the same way.

But where were they, his other self and the fairest of all maidens? No doubt when he would find one, he would find the other. For how could they ever part? Unfathomable. He knew fully well he would travel through the very hells themselves for her sake and the sake of their dream. The superhuman greater world, where the giftless in their jealousy would one day take up arms against the chosen of the gods. He wouldn't just sit idly by to allow their envious dream crush the dream of the chosen ones. No, the giftless had to be qwelled and order had to be supreme. Even if he had to become a mortal god to protect that future, so would it be. For the sake of the dream and the empress of shadows, he would fight any foe. Anytime. Anywhere. But for this single day, he would have to be patient, gather what he could, find allies where he could. Even draw enemies into joining his quest. For the more they would have, the bigger the hope for victory.

Orpheuz decided that a shortcut might however be in order, as walking down the large streets were tiresome. Especially seeing couples who were unaware of the looming danger, of people who were happy. Were he jealous? In a way. The shortcut he had decided upon were an alleyway, the kind where one would find the less fortunate making their home or were thugs and other scum would hang out. How unfortunate his luck had been. For ahead in his path stood the girl from the candy-store.

[i][b]'Surely you must jest? Why is this girl reappearing here? Why in the world would she take the route through this alleyway? Could it be she's up to no good.'[/b][/i] He pondered as he moved his hands out of his jacket-pockets, he looked defensive in his posture.

[i][b]'She's either a mugger or a drugdealer. Damn foreigners ruining Rhea. If she wants a fight, I got the right kind of medicine right here for you. Let's see what you've got...'[/b][/i] Orpheuz prepped himself mentally, he wasn't overly fond of fighting girls, but he knew he had to sometimes make exceptions. Like in tournaments or when there are no options. Perhaps he could take her drugmoney and use it for good? The idea started to become appealing.

[b]"If you plan on robbing me, know that I have no card anymore. But what I do have be powers that make me a nightmare for people like you. So get out of my way, or I will make you stay out of my way."[/b] Orpheuz quickly summoned forth a stream of black liquid into his right hand, before it seemed to solidify into what almost seemed to be crystal. Taking the shape of a sword.

[@Crowvette]