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((UNS - Armand))

The Prankster Owl was worried when instead of moving away, the girl seemed to move herself toward Itachi's attack. She better not be trying to commit suicide! We can help her... I'm sure... Itachi's attacks hit painfully, and the girl crumpled to the ground. That was when he noticed those vectors. Hmm... And it was over, just like that. Luca leaped down from the roof and landed, joking on their actions. "Hi, Luca!" the Frenchman grinned. "Well, better lively than not! The more the merrier!" He winked as he walked to Bailey and picked her up in his arms as Itachi suggested. It was never a good idea for wounded unconscious people to lay around like lost puppies or dragons rolling around randomly on the grass with tongues lolling out like silly puppies....especially if they were prone to randomly destroying things without control like nuclear zebras and radioactive teddy bears. "Hmm... clean up party? Can't be leaving all this fetish around." The scientist nodded to the debris and the scattered carnage. He didn't like the looks of it, and this probably wasn't helping the Owls case for humanity. "Are there any alive?" he asked. The UNS members, no matter how long they were with the UNS, were bound to know of Armand's caring nature despite his random pranks and jokes. This was a mess that didn't need to be left blemishing the streets. It was not something people should be subject to. Perhaps, the UNS members could help clean it up and give proper burials.

(A page and a half. Lol, I love that. 3nodding )

The top of Moli's head was now throbbing with immense pain. Every since his powers were at his fingertips, he hadn't felt a pain this sharp. Without them now, he didn't have anything to brace his flesh from physicalities of others. He wasn't sure if he was bleeding, but it felt like it. The worry of skull damage was washed away when he saw Aaliyah leave the room leaving a trail of blood behind her. Khalifa had also sprung back to life, so everything wasn't looking down for the two anymore. After Aaliyah left and Raven entered the room, his accomplished smile faded into an apprehensive nothingness. The ringleader was in their presence now and there was nothing he could to do defend himself against her more stronger moves. The smile she wore seemed to scream at him 'I'm going to enjoy this.' Moli's head once again drooped as a thick veil fear fell upon him.

"I don't need to be healthy to injure them. Your dog Aaliyah may have hurt someone else before she hurt me. As long as I can speak, I can hurt." Every prisoner always has one tactic left up their sleeve. Attacking the mind. Lorna, he'd noticed, was far more accepting of other ideals and other Owls. Had she been in there alone with them, he was all but certain that he could've convinced her to let him go and make him a sundae as reparation. "I won't hurt them as long as they don't hurt me first. And yeah, sleeping upright in a chair is nice. Of course, I fall back to lie down, but when I wake up, I'm always upright. Don't know why that is." His words of sarcasm were chased by a regretful sigh that he wished would negate them altogether. Moderation of his mouth was a flickering light that would shine only after he reminded himself that alot of the people around could damage him. Of course, this luminous flicker was behind a door that only opened after he spoke.

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Roulin pulled the phone from his ear when Jaylin exclaimed his happiness. A text message would've been less detrimental to his hearing. The new addition to The Night Owls apparently had something to say. When he mentioned his brother, Roulin tuned into him before attending to the two beside him. "Lomoli isn't going to be answering any calls for a while. He's trapped in New York and your team is going to help me get him out." His tone was commanding although he didn't mean it to be. Right now, he needed help in getting his brother out of Raven's clutches. Whether his voice was a tad more assertive was matter of emotion now.

Taking the phone away from his ear again, Roulin finally was able to reply to Anya. "That's fine with me. Just make sure that Happiness lady stays away from me. I still have trouble trusting these Heralds."

The silent thrum of the boat engine. That was what Kate had felt beneath her feet for the past few weeks. It wasn't that it bothered her. Quite the contrary in fact. She was actually rather fond of the feeling of something constant around her. She found that she rather liked her time at sea, traveling by boat rather than plane or train or even a car. Traveling by boat was much more... calming.

Right now, Kate stood near the front of the ship. She was looking out in the direction of where the boat was headed. Well, that had been her original line of sight anyway. Now, she was looking out over the back of the boat, watching the water creating the wake from the engines.

((Solaris: I'm not sure if you realized it, but my mystery girl is unconscious so the mayhem has stopped for now.))

((UNS people + Luna: I can't make a post for a couple of hours, so please feel free to ghost Armand on so Bailey ends up somewhere not unconscious. *pokes Thomas*))

Kojiro slowly began to regain some control of his thoughts, however some of those images still haunted his mind, but, something else began to appear in his thoughts, the attack on Japan he felt remorse for the lives he took, he looked at himself, at that time he was thirsty for blood and he did not know what had taken him over. Kojiro did not have that power, to heal or bring lives back. And now...after Demios's onslaught, his had succumb to the regret and sadness he had withheld. Kojiro's mind remained dark, he felt pushed to a corner, however an old memory began to play slowly in his mind.

A small child stood before his mother covered in bruises and cuts.

"...He could have been hurt Kojiro!"

"But he hit me too!, he was the one that started it!"

"Watch your tone Kojiro!...that was no excuse for what you did"

"But..."

"He is hurt pretty bad now, why did you push him off?"

"...It was an accident...I just didn't want him to hurt me anymore..."

"...That still doesn't change what you did..."

"Right...so...what should I do?"

"...Go apologize...weather it was your fault or not...If you hurt somebody...you have to apologize..."

soon enough the memory faded away just as quickly as it had appeared.

Kojiro felt alone as he pondered it in his mind, "...Those people are dead....how do I atone for something like that?...I stripped their lives from them and ruined the lives of their families...how do I apologize?...I...I don't understand..." he said softly as he simply curled up in the darkness of his thoughts. Only a dark silence seemed to be responding to his question.

Moli found himself reacting to almost each of Raven's little motions. How she could produce shockwaves was beyond him, but he was sure still that it didn't take motion on her part to do it. There was no way to defend himself against anything she could do and unlike Aaliyah, she knew not to get near him. The longer she sat before the two, the higher the chances of them being critically injured ascended. Before he could place a real response into the conversation, he found that Raven was nearing him. His lead restrictions were still on his wrists, so for whatever she decided to pull he had no defense for.

Moli's brow cocked when Raven drew her hand back. He wasn't questioning why she was about to slap him across the face, but rather how much it was going to hurt and for how long. Any other time, there would be a shield of light covering his body, but not this time. He was assured that although Raven's hands were small, he would still feel some type of pain. After being thrown to floor by what seemed to be a sharp "bubble", he clenched his teeth in response to the pain. Just like he thought it would be, it was sharp. His head had landed in a puddle that splashed away when he landed. With his eyes still closed, he only hoped that what she said to Khalifa wouldn't come true soon. As of right now, death was not on his agenda.

"I'm starting to get a bit thirsty..." Moli said through his teeth. "Just a tad bit...ceiling water is losing it's zeal..."

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"Good. You're in on the mission." Roulin replied to Jaylin, the newest addition to the Night Owls. He looked at Anya letting her know that what she said was heard and would soon be acted upon. "I want to get as many people as I know on this job alright? Now, I'll text you Noel's number in a few. I'm making preparations to get me and a few friends of mine down to Brazil with you guys alright? I'll be seeing you all soon."

Roulin hung up the phone and sat his tray of breakfast to the side. He was still hungry, but accomodations still had to be made now. "Gotcha. Well, I guess you heard that Nikolai," said Roulin while texting Noel's contact information to Jaylin, "You're going to be our designated driver today. I hope your brought your license with you dude."

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Atop the railing of the boat was Che who sat idly while watching his broken reflection glisten in the waters below. He could see in his own eyes a mixture of anger, fear and the usual Che craze. His confident grin hadn't faded, but as they neared the shore of New York, he could feel his stomach getting tighter and tighter. His son, Lomoli, was in the torn state. Him and about a few hundred thousand other vindictive and scorned Owls. Their island, which they'd passed a while back, was now being overrun with humans. They weren't destroying anything, but if given the order, they wouldn't hesitate. "Kate!" Che called over the humming engine and breaking waters. "How much further now? Do you know?"