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Gero

How long've I been flying? It couldn't have been more than eighteen hours. Wait, how long is eighteen hours again? It feels like five. Time must move faster as you age. Train of thought probably gets off-track more often, too. Whatever. It can't be much longer now, can it? After another hour or so of flying around, he even contemplated putting an ad in the news, or on the internet. Thankfully though, he found at least something before he went through with it.

Landing on the roof of a meeting hall in the form of a crow, Gero could hear voices inside. He could smell the stench of vampire. A lot of 'em.

"We have to hunt down these damned Elders and end their miserable lives once and for all. Now who's with me?" Obviously, he came at a bad time. He only just recently recovered his memories -- not even all of them -- and he's already got a target painted on his back. What'd he do anyways? Now figuring he'd have to find the others even more so than before, Gero lifted off into the air to look around again.

It took surprisingly much less time than the first flight, only about fifteen more minutes. Granted, he was flapping quite a bit harder, and this time the wind wasn't against him, but it's still a surprisingly short time. A nice distance from the bounds of the clans' territories, Gero spotted a safe area where the Elders were converging. It was easy to tell who they were, at least except for Saren and Incena. Melissa and Akane didn't change a bit, but the other two took a little longer to recognize, and even then Gero only figured out that Saren was the one turned into a monster through the fact he was floating and that the other elders weren't killing him.

Taking his place in a tree nearby, Gero the multi-colored crow watched to find out what was going on before joining in.