Adion Volf's Story

He shook his head brushing his bangs out of his face as he thought over what he said. "We don't need people hunting us down, so no phone calls." he stated as he slid his hands into his jean pockets frowning slightly. "Can we actually do that without you being harassed? I can't help but hear and see the lost ones, but I have learned how to ignore them unless they deside to tap into the Electronic waves from the Internet, than they will be pests." he stated as he stepped to the side out of the reach of a male grasping for his arm.

"No, I can't. The FBI has been kind enough to use their standby agents to watch for any sign of me the moment I go off the standard radar. Hell, I almost got arrested buying groceries once because my phone died. They have the idea in their little heads that I am going to be recruited by some anti-american organization and give them every secret that I have to offer. And you might be surprised by the number of secrets that I have." Adion said, moving backwards as he faced Dan, ducking to dodge a low hanging pipe.

A frown marred Dan's features as he thought over what Adion said frustration evident upon his face as he ran his hands through his hair muttering under his breath. "Than what do we do? Sit on our asses and twiddle our thumbs?" he muttered as he shook his head, grimacing as he jerked away from one of the males reaching for him, his face so bloody that it looked like a meat grinder had kissed it. "What if we disguesed you as someone else? Would that help?" he asked, a slight edge to his voice as he side stepped a female sitting on the ground rocking back and forth with a hole thorugh her forehead.

"It should, but you never know." Adion said as he stopped for a moment, checking his pockets. Adion then muttered "Burn phone, different wallet, fake id." Looking back up at Dan, Adion said "Yeah, I should have everything I need but a different face."

Silence met Adion's words as he processed them a frown marring his features as his head cocked to the side as the ' adifferent face ' echoed through his mind before he blinked as an idea flickered through his mind and a slow smirk curled across his lips as he gave a slight nod. "I do think I have an idea." he stated with as he moved past Adion making his way towards the exact place they had first met, where he had left his carry case and everything he would need. "How do you feel bout new hair color and possablily a different look of your face?" he called back over his shoulder as he rounded a corner.

As soon as Dan passed Adion, he turned around and began following the other man. "I can deal with that stuff. It's better than lying in someone else's blood." He stated as he neared Dan with a slightly quicker gate.

Reaching the main room where his case was left Dan picked it up and with a gentle sweep of his arm he pushed several items across the odd table and flipped open his case after typing in the code followed by his finger print, grinning as it opened siolently. "Great cause this will come in handy." he stated as he pulled out several items that consisted of hair dye, make up and what looked like several items special fects makeup artests would use. "When I have to go into town or places where I can be caught on camera I tend to aulter my looks in the most simplests ways." he stated as he looked over at Adion. "Permanet dye or three day wash out?"

Looking at the small box of disguise tools, Adion remembered many of them. Simple tricks that people tried to use to get past him, but inevitably failed. However, they managed to get past everyone else. Turning to look at Dan, Adion said "Three day. Less likely to get the FBI all paranoid when this is all over."

A slow smile curled Dan's lips as he nodded and sat three hair colors before Adion. "Splat is two colors in one. Purple and Blue, Read and Black, or Blond and Green. Your choice. Do you want to have a scarred face or just looking old?" he asked as he began pulling several other things out that would help with the desguising of Adion to fool those who knew what he looked like. Before he pulled out another item that held several different ID's and SSC's that seemed like something someone like Dan wouldn't or shouldn't have. "Or you can pick from the picture ID's and I can work on that look for you." he stated as he slipped a pair of thin wire framed glasses on his nose.