Christian Cassidy
(San Francisco International Airport)
Heh...well this is an interesting scene, though Christian. He wouldn't usually watch his fellow members using their powers, he thought that there was no point in it, as long as they did their job it was fine. But now he knew he would need to remember their powers, and create stratagem based on them, because he knew they would need to fight more people like them. As Christian was watching the fight between Jennifer and her assailant, he had noticed that the young man was now lying down on the ground, in an almost dead state. "I should probably ask him to join us now... Right Daniel?... But I'll wait a little, he seems to be enjoying himself." Christian smiled and looked towards the area Jennifer had gone down, he then said to Daniel, "You should probably help her out... I don't think she would like her first sight to be me when she awakes... Give her this..." Christian placed a rose in Daniel's hand. "...Tell her that we will be going to headquarters, we need to rest for a while... Also I shall be picking up a few new friends for us... Will meet up with you later, Daniel."
Christian then at that moment walked towards the invisible being which had landed on the building. "Mind if you take me down to your master? I promise not to hurt him." The invisible being then picked me up and dropped me in front of the young man, it growled as it did this. Christian examined the man, he had suffered multiple wounds, a lot which were self inflicted. Christian knelt next to the young man and picked him up and placed him on the invisible being as he said, "Don't miss read this, I am not kind and I do not agree with you attacking my subordinate. However, my offer still stands, if you wish to travel with us I shall accept you and the others will also, eventually. Just don't try and kill us when we are a group..." Christian grabbed a wallet inside the man's jacket pocket and looked for an I.D. "...Cole Drake, you're welcome. If you decide to not join us then that is your decision... but we will not be back here... You can possibly find out where we will be in the news though." Christian then whispered some words into the invisible beings ears and then he walked towards another person.
The cold was starting to get to Christian now, he had forgotten about it, but he furthered his ability to stay out in the weather by heating his own venomous black blood. He walked towards another young man who's body did not seem to fit his inner self, Odd... thought Christian. He than began to address the young man, "Good evening young sir, and what find business brings you to San Francisco's International Airport? Looking for a flight? Well most of them are cancelled, due to entire flight crews are now traveling on the River Styx. However you can still have some complementary peanuts, I'm sure you can find some in some of those planes. Just a random question, but young sir, why is it that when my eyes look upon your body, I don't sense a person. Not that I'm saying you're not human it's just, when I look at you I see... Have you ever looked at an Iron Maiden before? When a person is entrapped within a case which is shaped like a body... I get the same feeling when looking at you... Am I wrong to believe so?" Christian smiled as he began examining the young man, he knew something was off about him but he couldn't put hit finger on it. "No matter though... Do you wish to join the group I am in? If you haven't noticed the majority of the people who were living in San Francisco are dead, and we are responsible for this. Seeing as you are an interesting case I believed that you would wish to join us... Am I also wrong in this? You will be paid handsomely of course, and another bonus is that we won't need to kill you... Now that is a great deal now isn't it? My name is Christian Cassidy by the way... Follow if you wish." Christian then began to walk away towards Maxi, he thought that Maxi would need to be told of the new developments, the oldest in the group should know what is happening. Clutching his katana in one hand Christian then begins to hang the blade as to leave a trail in the ground for which the young man could follow. I wish I could sleep, trying to organize everything is hard, he thought.