Serenity Trumitive
Serenity walked the streets of Nevermore, or more specifically, Shadow town. Serenity wore her kimono and some armor over her shoulders and arms. She watched the shadows carefully as they writhed and slid across the ground.
Her scarlet hair was loose for once; as the slight dry breeze blew through it she contemplated the recent events. Something big was coming and she was, regretfully, a part of it. The Chosen were on their way to Nevermore, she could feel it. She heard through the grapevine that some of the Guardians had decided to go get their Chosen, instead of risking them falling into Nevermore unprepared. She shook her head. She supposed she should go get Morgan....but boy that kid was a pain in the ass to keep safe. It was like he needed to get himself into trouble to be happy....but he had a big heart, whether he chose to admit it or not.
A few moments later she stepped through her portal to Earth. The air was cool, and the shadows didn't move, all was peaceful here. She sighed and headed towards the jail where she sensed her Chosen was at. She stepped into the Cop Shop and nodded to the woman behind the desk.
"I'm here to bail Morgan Walker out" Serenity said as she flicked a loose strand of hair out of her face.
"What, that trouble maker? He doesn't have bail." The woman said with a smirk. Serenity wanted to punch the woman for her insolence towards her chosen and herself but forced herself to turn around and walk out.
She went around the back of the jail and touched the wall where she felt her chosen was laying. She closed her eyes and pictured a doorway, and it was there. She turned the nob, took a deep breath, and walked into the jail cell. Her Chosen was laying on the cot to the left of her. She looked at him, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and held them out to him while she waited for his reaction.
