Snippet #2385668

While Nagari rarely shifted to her chiropteran form, she didn't have much choice at the moment. She had been in Joel's office, playing a game of chess when his phone had gone off. She grit her teeth together as she heard the conversation, not able to block it out. After all, it had been Shiki who had called.

"One day, he's going to be the death of us all." She muttered before going over to one of the large bay windows. "I'll get there first, and secure the area. I'll see to it nothing else happens." Se opened the window and flew off into the night sky. It was the only way she'd beat anyone there.

She saw Shiki within a matter of time, and flew down to him, landing almost silently as she stared at him in the dark, her eyes glowing green as she folded her wings in and they disappeared. She scowled at the red-haired man, but said nothing. She glanced at Kathrine, but also said nothing to the girl. She stood perfectly still, cocking her head from side to side, as if she were listening for something. Indeed she was, but she heard nothing. As if she felt satisfied, she turned back to Shiki, opened her mouth, then glanced at Kathrine and snapped it shut again, a loud hiss of air escaping from between her clenched teeth. She suppoed she didn't have to say anything. Shiki had done nothing but make her angry from the day they had first met. But then again, nothing ever really made her happy, not since her father had been murdered.

She froze for a second, a familiar smell flooding her nostrils. She turned around sharply, and saw a shadow dart into the alleyway a few yards away from where she stood. She hesitated for a moment, and then darted after it, but when she turned the corner, there was nothing there. She stood there, glaring into every dark corner, but there was nothing to be seen.

She walked slowly back to where Kathrine and Shiki were, and leaned up against the building. The smell had been his, but how? It wasn't even possible. For all she knew, he was dead. But then, there had never been a body. What if...she shook her head, muttering to herself and running a hand through her short, choppy black hair. She sighed, and then decided to return to other matters.

"What are you doing here, Shiki?" She asked, her tone short and clipped, clearly displaying disproval, but it didn't seem like she was as angry as she usually got. Indeed, she seemed almost, distracted, which wasn't normal for her.

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Morgan grinned down at his little sister, his eyes a deep crimson color. She had almost caught him. He wondered if she suspected him at all. Or maybe her confusion was real. Maybe she had no idea he was alive. The thought sent shivers down his spine. He spread his wings, stretching them out to their full length, and then flew off. Amber would be angry at him if he revealed himself too soon. So, with only a slight twinge of regret, he flew off, flying back to the refuge that had been their home for a while now. As he walked inside, he noted that he was the only one there. Amber must have gotten Akito to go out with her. Amber always did have a flourish for getting her Chevaliers to do what she wanted. Then again, it may be more of an impulse. At least it was for Morgan. From day one, he hadn't ever been able to deny her anything, as if he tried, it felt as if something where ripping his chest apart from the inside out.

He smirked to himself, flipping his cell phone open and calling someone. They answered quickly. "Yes, Master Thorne?"

"How are the plans going?"

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The following conversation had put Morgan in a very pleseant mood indeed. His buisness was going well, and Thorne Industries was producing faster than he had anticipated. Plenty to help fund any type of plans Amber and Akito could churn out. Morgan tended to stay out of that. As long as he got to play and keep hold of his buisness, he was happy.