A currently bright day for godlings in the forest, it's been 2 weeks since they escaped and currently are living at the building ruins they found.

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Although this day to some, may have been a "nice" day, Tadashi thought it was an annoying day. This whole place annoyed him, but today it annoyed him more then usual. Why? Simple...

The sun was shining on his face as he tried to nap on a tree branch. The tree branch wasn't high up, but still fairly high enough for him to get injured is he fell. That of course, didn't stop him from doing that.

He had decided to take a nap right now, because he couldn't think of a way to free the other people still trapped there. After all, if they went near that place they'd probably be sedated or shot down with tranquilizers like animals. Perhaps they could stage a giving up and go back but...it might all be wasted, since they escaped with a lot f luck.

"So brat, what's up? Still thinking of how to break them free?" A voice sounded in his head, which caused said "brat." To scowl slightly while his eyes were closed.

"Shut up, old man." He muttered under his breath, as he crossed his arm over his eyes in hope of blocking out the light. It didn't work to well, or either he was bothered by Susano'o so he felt like it didn't work.

"Is that anyway to respect a god?!" Came an irritated reply, but an amused tone at the end. Tadashi sighed, before looking at the leaves of the tree, deciding to ignore the Japanese storm god. Usually, this was how his conversations would go with him; an insult here, there, then he would just ignore him. Luckily, the storm god didn't seem to be in the mood for fighting, and just remained silent.

The "School" was just starting up again, as the sun rose. The Godlings here would first actually go to class for maybe about 3 hours before teh testing began onceagain.

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Leaves crunched and twigs cracked under Genevieve's feet as she walked through the wood, cursing herself for lacking the ability to move silently. She'd been tense ever since she escaped the school with her five companions. Constantly looking over her shoulder, reaching for the knife she kept in the small satchel that hung from her shoulder every time an unexpected sound alarmed her. This was no way for people to live. But then neither was their lifestyle at the school.

A shadow darted over the sunlight and Genevieve glanced up as a large, dark raven landed on a nearby branch and gave her a cracked, throaty greeting. Gen crept closer and lifted her hand to stroke the silky black feathers.
"Hello, Nightmare." she murmured. The bird cocked a beady eye at her and when she continued on her way, she heard the flutter of his wings as he followed her. Nightmare had been coming and going ever since she'd escaped the school and Genevieve felt sure that he was sent from Persephone. Her own, personal, guardian angel. Her shadow among the shadows. The bird followed Genevieve all the way to her destination; a clear pool of water not far from the ruins her and her fellow godlings were bunkered in. The pool was kept cool in the shade of the huge maple that sheltered it and the water was fresh and clean. Genevieve crouched and took a canteen from her bag, filling it to the brim before capping it back up and leaning back on the grass, enjoying the shade.

The day was clear and not at all hot. 70 degrees and paired with a crisp breeze. It was the sort of day her parents and the animals back on the farm lived for. But for Genevieve, it was another day that she could only take in careful doses. The sun, so bright and inviting, had always been cruel to the girl with pale skin. She burned so easily and after two weeks practically living outdoors, her skin had turned a rosy pink and it itched with the beginnings of a burn. But that was just part of Genevieve's package. When she was very small, Genevieve was visited occasionally by the goddess who'd "blessed" her. Persephone, the golden lady of the light. She had hair the color of straw, eyes a glorious shade of hazel. She'd told Genevieve that her curse was being one of light who longed for the dark. She'd blessed Gen in a way that would balance herself out. And so, just as Persephone had to resurface from the underworld every Spring and Summer, Genevieve would spend her days keeping to the shadows and making friends with the moon.

Genevieve sighed and closed her crystal blue eyes, trying to relax and clear her mind. There were five in her group that had been training at the school for so long that they'd somehow managed to make a sort of psychic connection with the gods who'd blessed them. Gen would kill to be able to talk to Persephone. But every time Gen tried to summon up a picture of her Goddess, the only woman that came to mind was Genevieve's mother, Trinity. Genevieve opened her eyes, not willing to go down the halls of her memories just now. And then a distant noise made her rise to her feet once more, alert and tense. Hounds sounded their cries far off to the west. The group had been hearing them for days but today they sounded closer. Genevieve shouldered her bag and clucked to Nightmare before jogging off to rejoin with the others.

(Well crap, I wrote this in the wrong area (/=w=)/ )

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Maya yawned after taking a short nap, which was simply leaning on a tree. What other places where there to sleep in a forest? She wasn't really someone to go and make her own bed out of leaves or something, and se was most definitely not sleeping on a branch that could probably fall down and break. So the ground was, obviously, the most logical choice.

"Tired, aren't you?"

"I suppose." She said with her usual womanly sounding voice. Not to put it in a strange way, but it was true. Maya was, after all, one of the oldest in the group that escaped that awful facility, and she even looked mature, so it only made sense, really.

"I sometimes can't understand humans... How exactly can you be tired when there is so much to do?"

"Then again," Maya began, saying her words in a hushed tone since, even though some of them could have contact with their gods, she would still appear strange, "You're a goddess and I'm not. I'm just a simple human who has these odd voices in my head."

"Now, now," The voice told her, like an annoyed mother with her child, "Don't go bad mouthing me, love. You'd hate to know what I could do to you."

"Oh but you won't." Maya giggled a little underneath her breath. Honestly, she didn't know how she felt about knowing a goddess so personally. Sometimes she could get annoying, and other times her words were the only thing that comforted her, "Both you and I know it."

She then heard that same soothing voice sigh gently and just slowly fade away. That would end their daily 'First Conversation Of The Day' routine. Maya, too, let out a sigh, but it was more of a tired one. They escaped the prison they were in, and were on the run. Maya was worn out.

While closing her eyes to rest a little longer, she heard a voice say, "Shut up, old man."

This made Maya chuckle a bit as she asked, peeping one eye open, "The two of you arguing again, dear?" She found it funny how some people, five in specific that she knew about, had communication with their own gods, but some that just didn't seem to get along very well. They'd probably have to live with their voices and opinions their whole life, so in her perspective, it'd be wisest to try and get along. But she kept this to herself, knowing it'd only cause trouble if she said anything out loud.

Although Maya never really got along well with her lovely goddess, Idunn, she didn't really hate her either. They had a strange relationship, one that was hard to explain, but easy to see. Sometimes they'd get along like mother and daughter, or like best friends, and other times they'd hate each other like cats or dogs, and sometimes she'd drive Maya to the point of insanity. But her voice mostly kept her away from insanity, especially when Maya was trapped in that 'school.' She could have gone insane and probably would have died in there without Idunn.

Just the thought of that place made Maya sick, causing her to frown as she sat up straight again, getting off the tree she was leaning on, and muttering something under her breath, sounding sort of like a curse towards the scientists and their trickery. It made her a bit angry that she told her that it was a school she'd go to, and they were probably still sending out the same messages to other people. It just made her angry, especially, that she was unable to do anything about it at the moment.

Well, she probably could with the powers she gained after becoming what she nows calls a monster. Her powers were something she considered inhumane, something that mere humans like her shouldn't even posses, including having contact with an actual god. Maya could use both to her advantage and destroy that place with the help of the others who had escaped, but she hesitated. She always did after figuring out what she was capable of.

"Pathetic..." She murmured to herself, "Those wretches turned us all into monsters..." Maya said while leaning back again. She then opened her eyes to focus on the bright light just past the trees and said at an evened tone, "We're going to get all the others back from that horrid place." She said in a determined voice.

"The two of you arguing again, dear?" Came a girl's voice who he already knew. After all, not many people would ever call him "dear"...well besides Damon, bu that was another story he did NOT want to get into. He turned his head slightly to see the green haired girl that had escaped with the others. It wasn't hard to remember her...after all her hair was Green.

Tadashi sat up from his comfortable position from lying down to sitting on the tree,with his back still against the trunk.

"Not arguing...just shutting someone up since I can't hit him all the way up there." He said back, offering a shrug. That got a reaction out of the Storm god, who was still lingering in his mind.

"What was that you fucking Brat?! Even if we did fight, You'd never be ABLE to hit me!" Came the storm god's instant response, annoyance easily on his voice. Though Tadashi would never admit it, they were quite alike mainly in their arrogant attitude. Tadashi simply let a soft snort in response, then retorted out loud back to the Storm God.

Then why don't you come down here and we can fight. I'm not afraid of a ex-deity that can only move puffs of air."

What was that?! That's it you brat! Do you know who I am?!" Tadashi cut him off before he could talk.

"The whiny brother of the sun who couldn't get any real power except the ocean and got kicked out but then invited back in when he killed an overgrown lizard? Actually, I do know who you are." He said, before then adding "I do know who you are, and honestly I don't care."

Of course, the girl would never hear anything that the storm god said, so it looked like he was just arguing with nothing but the wind. As the Storm god remained silent, he inwardly smirked to himself. He had won this round. There were times Susano'o won against him in their verbal competition, but neither of them kept track of the score...though he was pretty sure he was winning right now.

He felt his eyes change back to its normally grey eyes, and figured that was the end to that conversation. Just in time too, as he heard the girl's comments.

"We're going to get all the others back from that horrid place." he heard her say.

Glancing down, Tadashi jumped down to the next branch, before landing and then hanging on the branch. He dropped himself to the ground, and was in front of her. He blinked, before then opening his mouth to speak.

"So...You actually do get bothered by something." He said simply, before stretching and yawning. Well, that was enough sleep. The girl he recalled never really got upset. She always looked patient.

He was in a forest. It was a sunny day. Everyone seemed pretty relaxed at the moment, happy to soak up the rays.
Finnigan wasn't the kind of person who would spend the day lazing around in the sun. The idea was tempting though, no doubt about that. Plus, the boy would have loved to spend a few hours doing absolutely nothing productive, but there were other things to do. There were much bigger things in Finn's mind that he had to deal with rather than sitting in the shade watching the clouds float aimlessly in the sky.
Planning had to be done, strategies had to be formed, and attack plans? Had anyone even considered how they'd break in to the top notch fancy prison? People needed to be saved, and no one seemed to be taking things seriously lately. Was he really the only one out of the six who actually wanted to get the others free?
...Nah, of course not. Stop thinking like that. He chided himself, the others cared. After all, every one of them used to be stuck in that... place. They knew what it was like in there. Friendly at first, then bam! you're now an experiment. How sick.

Finn stared at the drawings he had made in the soft forest dirt a few hours ago. They were meant to be maps, but Finnigan only had a rough idea of the outline of the building that was keeping the remaining godlings from their freedom.
Godlings, that's what they had been called. Weird. Finn had never really thought of that second pestering voice inside his head as a god talking to him, but apparently that's what it was. Finnigan narrowed his eyes, he was getting sidetracked.
Stop it. He scolded, focusing back on the makeshift maps, Concentrate.
"You're still doing that?" The previously mentioned voice asked, "When was the last time you slept? You're not going to get anything done if you can barely stay awake."
It was bad enough that Finn could hear the others talking to their lovely god people, but another voice to listen to was definitely pushing it.
"Not now, Asclepius. I'm busy." Finnigan snapped, glaring at the markings in the dirt.
"Not now? You have an almighty being speaking to you and your choice of words is not now? You sound like Hermes. How disrespectful! I should have Zeus zap you with a lighting bolt to set you in line!"
Suddenly Maya's voice started up in the background, and Finnigan buried his face in his hands, "Oh my god." He mumbled, feeling a headache coming on. Everyone was either completely insane, or gods and goddesses really did exist. Whatever pick, the concept was hard to handle.
"That's gods to you, boy."
Finnigan looked away from his dirt maps and instead up at the sky. The relationship between he and Asclepius wasn't very complicated. Sometimes they would argue, sometimes they would be a little bit nicer, and sometimes they'd be buddies. However, apparently gods didn't like going unappreciated and spoken down upon like they were five year olds. Finnigan found that out the hard way. Stupid gods and their even stupider rules. Stupid everything. Scientists, experiments, gods and powers and all that weird stuff. Screw it all. Finn didn't want to be a part of it, but he had to.
There were people who needed him. Not necessarily him, that was thinking way too highly of himself and his 'power' sucked. 'Ooh, you can heal scratches, cuts, gashes and stuff, but after that you're basically useless because you'll be too tired to do anything! Have fun fighting, doctor!' Finn could easily imagine Asclepius saying the exact words.

"Arguing with the Gods again, Tadashi?" Genevieve called out, stepping from the trees and blinking against the sun. Nightmare soared over her head and settled down in a nearby oak, making low purring sounds as he ruffled his feathers. Gen gave the two godlings before her a small smile and let her bag drop to the ground. She straightened the hem of the white halter top she wore and sank to the ground, propping herself up with her hands. She regarded her two companions and briefly mulled over how different they all were. Maya, always so poised and calm. Such a contrast to her unusual green hair. And then Tadashi, cool and sarcastic. She wasn't sure if she ever would have gotten to know any of these people before she was sent to the school... but now that they were all here, together, she was glad they were in this boat with her.

"I heard the dogs again. Just a few moments ago. They're closer today." Gen informed them. Dogs didn't scare Genevieve at all... she'd dealt with some pretty aggressive animals on the farm before. It was the humans following the mutts that made her uneasy.
"Has anyone thought anything more about what we're going to do when they actually find us? I heard you just now, Maya. When you said that we'd rescue the others. I want to help them, too. But shouldn't we find a more secure place, first?" In a perfect world, they'd find some obscure shelter that all of the refugees could stay in until they figured out how to get off the island. But the fact of the matter was, they [b]were[b] on an island. There were only so many places one could hide. And the ruins were ideal for shelter. They contained a few rooms, all in shambles of course, and enough enclosures to protect them from the elements.
"Or, perhaps we can figure out how to build up the defenses around the ruins?" Gen suggested.

Josephine sat against the back of a tree, not bothering herself to get up. She was thinking, of course, as she normally was, about how to get back into the 'school' and save the others there, as well as how to survive the woods they were in now. Both would be astoundingly difficult, it seemed, but both had to be figured out.

"You have to get up and do something, Josie. You won't succeed if you don't do anything," a voice sounded off in her head, causing her to roll her eyes and swat the air like the figure speaking was there and not inside her brain.

"And I will, but it would be no use to do anything without a plan," she murmured softly as she closed her eyes and relaxed against the trunk of the sturdy tree.

"Go hunt- get some food for the others. I'm sure someone knows how to make fire around here and there are plenty of wild beasts out there you could make kill for you," the voice offered, and Josephine nodded in approval before standing quickly. She didn't bother to tell anyone she would be leaving- no one would miss her and they never really did anything exiting. So, she just walked into the thicker bush and looked around for animal tracks.

As she looked over the ground for tracks that would belong to an animal capable of killing something, she heard the noise of dogs. The sound made her speed up, quickly finding the trail of an animal that appeared to belong to a Margay. It wouldn't be big enough to catch anything close to what another, bigger, cat would, but it would do and allow her to get away from the spot she was standing at. She followed the trail hurriedly, sometimes marking her passage by tying the branch of a tree with a flower below it before heading off again.

It took her a while, but eventually she spotted what she was looking for. A small, spotted wild cat carefully hidden in the trees. She focused her concentration on it, the tale tale glowing of her forehead and the pounding in her head rising to meet the usage of her powers. Slowly, the cat stopped what it was doing and turned to look at her, as if awaiting her command. She quickly whispered a rushed order for it to hunt and bring its catch back to her before it dissipated into the next tree, probably on the trail of a bird, or even a monkey.

The Margay visited her more than once in the thirty minute span she held her control over the animal during, bringing back a bird with it each time. By the time it was done, her head was pounding and the overly bright sun was causing her to bite down on her lip so she wouldn't scream. The Margay had brought her four birds, one of which she knew what species it was due to the fact they had one at the zoo and the rest she couldn't identify. All of them would have meat on them, at least. She tied the stem of a nearby flower around the belt loop of her tattered pants before tying one of the birds to it and repeating the possess with the other birds before slowly rising to her feet, steadying herself on the nearest tree before walking on, her head downcast and her feet slowly dragging over the ground.

(Look at that. I did it again)

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"Not arguing...just shutting someone up since I can't hit him all the way up there."

"Now wouldn't we all just love to do that..." She said, wondering what she'd actually do if Idunn just suddenly came down from, well, wherever she came from, and took on a human form. What would she look like? Would she act different? Questions like this began to surround Maya as she thought deeper into it. But of course, that'd never happened, so she easily dropped the topic a moment later before thinking too far into it.

'Maya!' Idunn scolded her after hearing what she said.

"You heard me?" Maya asked, feeling slightly victorious that she seemed to have been teasing a god and not yet suffering from it, "Oh, well then I hope you'll accept my greatest apologies, mother." She said. It was obvious who gave up at that point since Idunn silenced herself with a pout.

She let out, again, another sigh and leaned back further into the tree, not really slouching since she didn't want to appear that bad, but leaning back far enough that she still appeared to be sitting straight, yet was relaxing in a comfortable position. She raised her hand up to block out the sunlight as something heavy seemed to have hit the ground in front of her. She didn't bother to look, but listened.

"So...You actually do get bothered by something."

Maya was about to respond until another, much more feminine voice came to her ears, "Arguing with the Gods again, Tadashi?"

That's when she turned her head to see Genevieve, also one of the oldest of the group. She had actually wondered where the girl went while the others all stayed close, and assumed she was on the watch. Still, it was a relief to see her back.

"I heard the dogs again. Just a few moments ago. They're closer today."

"Well isn't that just spectacular." She said with a smile. Maya hardly worried over any situations, and when she did, being chased was definitely not one of them. What she said was sarcastic, but not like others would use their sarcasm. Like always, her way of saying things were softer than most people's words.

"Has anyone thought anything more about what we're going to do when they actually find us? I heard you just now, Maya. When you said that we'd rescue the others. I want to help them, too. But shouldn't we find a more secure place, first?"

"Oh dear, did I let my mouth run again?" Maya asked, sitting up straight, and then standing as she dusted the few leaves off her clothing, "Well, to answer both your and Tadashi's question; I do intend to get them all back, but only when the time is right. The sooner would be better, but if we go at the wrong time, it'd be a suicide mission, and everyone would lose. A secure place would also be nice, if we could possibly find one on this island, but in the mean time, if we play our cards right in this chase, we shouldn't be caught. And yes, I do get bothered by quite a few things."

Although it was a lot to say, Maya said it all in a calm tone. She wasn't annoyed, and didn't sound annoyed. Instead, she was her usual serene and composed self. It was hard for her to act otherwise.

"Or, perhaps we can figure out how to build up the defenses around the ruins?"

"That may be the best option... But I, for one, can't say anything for certain just yet." Maya said, propping her right arm, which was under her chin, on her left palm. She seemed to have been tapping her index finger on her cheek lightly as she thought out loud,"It would probably take a little while to build a good defense around a ruin, especially one we may not have found, and by then we could be caught also..."

While saying this, Maya also heard Finn's voice slightly further away from where the three stood, "Oh my god."

"Having trouble dealing with them also, dear?" She asked, not turning to look at him but saying such. It was just a guess, but she was quite certain they were all having trouble with the gods who never seemed to leave their heads. Maya grew used to it a while ago, when she was in the facility, but apparently one of them still had trouble intaking what happened to them all, 'Well... I can't blame the guy....' "I still have trouble believing you're real also."

"Well aren't you a rain of sunshine." Idunn muttered, though Maya would always hear her, no matter how silent she tried to be.

Hearing the new comer, Tadashi simply offered a shrug. Fighting with the god came to be a daily routine now, much to his annoyance. Every time he did something, he would hear a sarcastic comment from that annoying god. As the girls discussed about what to do, he spoke up.

"I could go and distract them for a bit." He said with a another shrug. By distract, he meant beat up. After all, these guys were scientist. They used their brains, and not brawn. It would be completely easy for him to beat them up enough to get them to back off.

Crossing his arms, he continued. "I can at least confuse the dogs for a bit by changing the wind. Then handle the people behind them easily while you guys head to the ruins. That's our best option at the moment." Although he didn't add he'd probably be weak after his use of the wind. It wasn't important right now.

With a sigh, Tadashi walked to a bush, grabbing his bag that he took back with him when they escaped. Reaching inside, he took out to silver Tonfas out, before tossing the bag back down. He rotated the tonfas in his hands, before talking, not looking up. If all of them stayed here to long, their scent would start going toward the dogs, since the light breeze was heading toward the people searching for them.

"Find the rest of us, and get them to the ruins. We'll figure out what to do later." Right now, they needed to get away. With that said, he simply turned and walked where Genevieve had come from.

Being a godling, he didn't get enhanced speed or an enhanced mind. Instead, he had gotten strength which to him showed he was meant for battling and fighting, not so much thinking and running. He despised the thought of running away from such easy prey. He had knocked around a few while they escaped...they had no fighting ability whatsoever, so it would be a quick fight.

Truthfully, he just wanted to buy time for the others to escape further into the dense forest. He shut his eyes, and drew in a breath. He could feel energy-as if electricity running through his body as he summoned wind. He made the wind shift to the east, so the small groups scent were headed there instead of north, where they really were. The dogs barking in the distance had fallen for it, he realized, as the barking grew more distance. An annoyed look crossed his features, as he felt a wave of nausea go through him. A scowl then graced his features as he heard the Storm god's mocking tone.

"Little brat...that was too much energy you used! You won't stand a chance!"

He paused in his stride, and leaned against a tree, as his headache came. It would last a few minutes, then he would be fine again. He didn't have the energy to even say shut up to the god. Footsteps and sticks cracking filled the part where he was in. He hid behind the tree silently, and peered out to see about 4 people with lab coats. The scientists. Looks like some had followed the dogs.

With a sigh, he picked up a rock from the ground, peering out. Aiming carefully, he threw the at a nearby bush causing it to shake. He smirked as the group turned wildly, aiming the dart guns they held toward it...a bad mistake sine they turned away from him.

He rushed out, and struck the back of the first scientist's head harshly, causing the man to fall to the ground with a shout. The others turned, but he hit the next nearest one in the stomach, with enough force to at least crack the rib. The second fell down with a grunt and he kicked the gun out of his hand and into the bushes.

The third was about to shoot, but Tadashi picked up the one on the ground quickly, and that body took the darts instead. The man instantly looked sleepy, and before he could fall into Tadashi, the teen kicked the man in the gut again toward the standing one, causing them both to loose balance. Walking over, he picked up the dart gun, and shot the still awake on his hand. They both fell asleep withing seconds. Turning to the last one, who had just watched with wide eyes he pretended to lunge at him with a predatory smile, just to scare him away. It worked, and the man turned heel and ran screaming. With another smirk, he stood back up straight. Looking down at the three other knocked out adults, he frowned. They would cause to much of a trail. With a sigh, he grabbed the two on each other first, placing his tonfas on the side of him. He began to drag them with some effort away from where they were. Once the two was far enough, he dropped them without a care, and walked back, doing the same to the last man. Once the three were out of the way, he sighed, and sat down by a tree. He felt the waves of nausea come back, since he had honestly ignored the feelings while he was beating the adults up. He'd just rest for awhile, before heading back.

Damon was walking along the forest not too far from the ruins. The ruins is where him and the rest of the escapees now hide. "Mmmmm..Why did Tadashi have to tell me to go scouting in the forest.." Damon simply complained walking around. With a hard pause and a stomp of his heeled foot, Damon turned around and headed back. Damon was still surprised he was able to help his friend escape that hell hole! Feeling the warmth of the sunshine beaming through the trees; Damon smiled. To be hiding in such true beauty was a plus side. Isis....give me strength for our upcoming future Damon prayed to her godly mother.

Damon learned of his godly mother through the scientists who tested on him. With his head down, Damon watched his feet walk across the floor floor. Branches breaking..leaves crackling, wow; he couldn't believe this was his life now. "Wah! I wanna go shopping!" The young androgynous male cried to himself. Then it finally hit him, The ruins. Walking closer to the ruins, he soon realized he was the only one so far.


((OOC:Writers block Sorry!))

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Tadashi's head shot up when he heard movement in the undergrowth. As he attempted to stand up and prepare to fight again, he looked to see the pink hair. Unless someone else had pink hair on the island, it had to be Jinx. He watched quietly, as she came over to him before bending down toward his level.

”You used your power too much again, didn’t you?” The girl said, almost as if scolding him. The headache came back, causing his gaze to go toward the ground, shutting his eyes tightly, not responding as the pain subsided.

"....The dogs would have found us." He said simply, and quietly, as the pain started to fade. Although changing the wind normally wouldn't bother him as much as he did right now, it only was worse since he directed most of the wind on the island. That took a lot out of him, as he did not usually use that much wind. Half the time, he used his powers to just blast people backward, or use it to enhance his hits.

His energy began to return, as he stood up, still wobbly though. But his eyes flickered to sky blue, as Susano'o decided to bother him once again.

"Oi, Brat! Suck it up already! I didn't choose you so you can fall to something like oooh I feel sick!" Rang his voice. A scowl came on his face slightly, as his eyes faded back to gray. He didn't want to be chosen anyway. The only good thing about this was he was away from that woman, man and boy. With an annoyed shake of his head, he looked at the still crouching girl.

"We have to head to the ruins for now." He said simply. They still needed to find Damon, and Josephine. They wre all split up, since they had wandered away from the group.

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"I could go and distract them for a bit."

"Oh, actually dear, I think that you probably shouldn't..." Maya frowned a bit. The scientists already had more people like them at their own facility, and she didn't want to lose any more of themselves to those monsters. But apparently, he hadn't been listening since he continued.

"I can at least confuse the dogs for a bit by changing the wind. Then handle the people behind them easily while you guys head to the ruins. That's our best option at the moment."

"And so if you get killed or taken how long are we supposed to wait then, young man?" She asked, though it was more of a rhetorical question. Maya let out a great sight before the same voice popped back into her head.

"You know it's the best choice, right? You all can get away if they're not focused on the rest of the group."

"I don't like when we get split up." She said softly, "It'll be impossible to find each other, and not to mention, we don't even know where two more of us have gone. I suppose you can't tell how worried I am, since you're a god after all, Idunn."

"Unfortunately not."

"Then I would appreciate it if you could be silenced for a little while."

"Find the rest of us, and get them to the ruins. We'll figure out what to do later."

Maya only realized that he was gone, when he was literally gone. Tadashi was out of her sight and reach, and while she didn't like someone leaving the group who is uncertain about coming back in one pice, she wasn't one to stray from the pack for the reason, "Children these days..." She seemed to have muttered underneath her breath as she turned in the opposite direction and said to the rest of the group, "Then I suppose that means we'd better not let this contribution go to waste, shall we? Out of random assumption, I'd say we should head in the opposite ways of the dogs and try to find any lovely pair of ruins there, yes?" Without needing an answer, she began to walk, at a medium fast pace, to try and find a place for the group to stay for the night.

She knew that ruins weren't ever going to be the best living space, but it worked in the mean time, "I can't believe you humans would actually dare to sleep in such a low life place such as that!" Idunn would complain on the way as if she were sharing the same body and would feel how uncomfortable the ground could really be.

"Stop complaining." Maya said as she continued and started to hum a small rhythmic tune that she learned as a child. A little while later, after continuously 'talking to herself,' she saw signs of what may have been a potential place to stay for the night as she called back to the group, "I think I may have found something."

"Having trouble dealing with them also, dear?" Maya asked, causing Finn to look towards her, "I still have trouble believing you're real also."
Finnigan snorted, "You got that right." he said, glancing up at the sky again.
What? Do I annoy you? Asclepius taunted, You're lucky I tolerate your poor attitude, boy.
How kind.
Hmph.
Finnigan rolled his eyes, "So, any real plans on what our next move will be? We're not going to be lying around for much longer, right?" he asked, irritated to be doing nothing. His mind kept telling him to work, but he wasn't getting anything done. The others had been talking about building up defenses, but how could they manage that? All they had to work with was what was out in the forest or what they had managed to snag during their escape from 'paradise'.
Then again, Finn wasn't known to be an optimist.

There was a mention about dogs by Genevieve and then Tadashi running off, but once again Finn was too focused on the makeshift map to pay closer attention.
Now if they just could go through that way...
". . .better not let this contribution go to waste, shall we? Out of random assumption, I'd say we should head in the opposite ways of the dogs and try to find any lovely pair of ruins there, yes?" Maya said, interrupting Finn's thoughts.
He then realized that practically the rest of the group was gone, and the few were alone.
"Huh," Finn said, getting up from the ground, "Time goes by fast."
He trailed Maya through the forest for awhile, all while taking in his surroundings when Maya called back to the falling behind Finnigan,
"I think I may have found something."

Finn jogged up beside her and whistled, "Nice." he commented. Sure it was true that sleeping on the ground wasn't ideal. and Finnigan was sure that he'd hear snobby notes from Asclepius later on, but what was a stiff back when compared to a certain death?

As Damon approached the ruins, he soon realized no one has found this location yet. He was all alone by himself. "Shit...by myself..." Damon swore to himself. So Damon decided to explore these ruins. The male wondered the outside first. Examining it's many crumbled up walls and towers. Two small tower, one for the girls and one for the guys; was what Damon was exactly thinking. Looking over, Damon realized these towers were connected to what looked like a hut. Before he could walk towards it, two paradise guardsmen walked out quickly spotting him. Uh...fuck!!" Damon yelped as the two men pursued him. Turning and running back into the forest, Damon was nearly sprinting. The yells of the two men were echoing throughout the forest.

Not realizing his direction of running, Damon calm to an immediate halt. Stuck in front of a wall of stone and boulder. Turning to see the men walk closer and closer. Damon gave a glare while his tattoo flashed on his forehead. Holding his hands out, a sphere engulfed Damon.They said take this one dead or alive! One guardsmen shouted. The two started their gun fire. Bullets crashing into and ricocheting off the sphere. The gun shots echoed through the landscape of the forest. With each impact of the bullets, Damon gave a flinch of pain. The sphere was starting to crack like glass. Damon checked his surrounding. Great..no way to escape. It was either be gunned down in this one spot or start putting those combat classes to use. Damon was running out of time. The barrier was weakening and cracking more and more. So Damon decided to take his stand.

As the men were reloading their pistols, Damon dropped his barrier and charged. While leaping into mid-air Damon had a small sphere in hand. Smashing it into pieces on a guardsmen's face;Damon quickly turned and kicked the other in the stomach. Just before Damon could continue his attack, the other man hopped back up and gripped Damon by his long hair holding him. "Ahhhh" Damon screamed out. Damon's body began to be beaten and battered by the guards. Combat really wasn't his field of work. Damon slowly prayed his allies would show up. Damon mainly whispered Tadashi's name into the passing breezes.