Jarian Base of Operations ^Clan^

[X Neon Uzumaki X]

A bright light appeared in front of Neon as he got ready to sprint through  

[Xx_Raziel-Phoenix_xX]

He could feel the residual energies of a few different individuals present. One was definately his young recruit, but the others he didn't recognize. Regardless, the lingering energies told him they were long gone from here.

"Perhaps my young charge has returned home."

And with that, he opened a shadow gate back to his sepulcher.

((Back to the Lava Pits))  

[ProperGamer]

Hmm...

Z grumbled to himself as he sat in a chair waiting for someone, anyone with any information of to what and where he was supposed to go and do, to arrive. His thin slender fingers reached into his right pocket and pulled out a small bag of Coco-Munchies. The salty, chocolate covered potatoe chips were one of his favorites. Infact, anything made by Coco was something he loved.

With a quick pull, the bag opened its sickeningly salty sweet contents to Z and he munched and crunched on the incredibably unhealthy snack as he waited.  

[Sou Jara]

The ghost-like apiration that was Record, Jarians artificial spirit and record keeper floated towards Z.
She seemed to be waiting for him to react to her presence.  

[ProperGamer]

Z didnt give any notion of a hello or that his attention had shifted. He continued munching on the snack he had in hand.

Hello Record...

He said with a mouthful of the chocolaty salty chips. He tilted his head to the left and laid his head on his left knee as he turned his bag upside down and frowned.

They never put enough in a bag...

He said out loud as he waited for Records reply. Z didn't mean to seem like he didn't care about Record. Quite the opposite, he knew that Record was one of his bosses. He was just bummed about his finishing of his snack.  

[Sou Jara]

"Someone is at the front door. I would like I would like to borrow you for the moment to discover his intentions."
Record stated simply.
"I believe we have a few more bags of snack food that you could take for yourself after the situation is handled."  

[ProperGamer]

Z sighed and nodded. He wasn't dieing of starvation, but he wanted a snack. But he had orders now. He stood up, his shoulders slumped forward and he turned towards the front doors.

Alright, I will come with...

He said as he started walking to the front. On the outside he hadnt changed, but on the inside he was. He was becoming more alert as he readied his mind for what he was about to do. Voices that had been talking in his head, things that he had been feeling began to melt away. His mind went from a blob of slime to a katana blade ready to cut a bullet in half.  

[Sou Jara]

Leading Z to the entrance of the Jarian base. Record placed her ghostly hand over the door, causing it to open. Floating above the ground with Z at her side, Record adjusted her incorporeal glasses and looked down at Alexander.
"Greetings. What brings you to the home of the Jarians?"  

[ProperGamer]

Z stood under Record. He didnt say anything, his mind concentrating alittle. Not enough to delv to deep into the mind of Alex, but enough to try to penetrate just deep enough to see what he wanted. And see it Z did.

Z kept his stance however, not giving a hint to what he was doing. Just from looking at Record Z knew that he wouldnt be able to communicate mentally at all. He knew he wouldnt have any effect on an astreal being simply from the very properties of an astreal being. So he would just have to be satisfied with what he could get from this beings, who stood before him and Record, mind.

There it was, all laid out before him, what he had been up to the past few hours.  

[Xx_Raziel-Phoenix_xX]

The black gate opened a little ways from the Jarian entrance as he stepped through, taking a deep breath of the clean air around him. He could appreciate the beauty in that simple breath, but he much preferred sulfer and heat than roses and a cool breeze.

He stepped up to the door, which he could see was open. To his surprise, he noticed another being which he hadn't thought he would see again for a long time.
He looked down at the tiny moogle as he spoke.

"Well well, if it isn't the little moogle who was so gracious as to help my minions out of a jam. Come to palaver with the Jarians, have you?"  

[supremeviva]

Xi, who just re-entered the lobby looks back and Memnon. She had reverted back to her elven form,, but she was ready to transform.

"Now what do you want?"

She said addressing the demon. Secretly she wished Korlon was back. She always got a bit nervous after a fight.  

[Sou Jara]

The sound of bell chimes filled the air as the Jarian defenses stood at ready.
"What is your business here?"
Record inquired.  

[Xx_Raziel-Phoenix_xX]

Memnon put up his hands, patting the air defensively.

"I am no threat against the mighty Jarian defenses. I've simply come to have a chat. No harm in that, is there?"  

[Sou Jara]

Record stared at him silently, having the ghostly advantage of not needing to blink or bat an eye.