Michael G. Haddock's Story

Utrien felt the flirting was getting kind of out of hand. He felt uncomfortable as the what he assumes to be sexual tension rose between the three. He considered backing away until he heard Marshall call him Cthulhu. Extending a tentacle from the shoulder, he flicked Marshall on the nose. "I be the god of the underworld. Neat." He smirked as he wandered around waiting for them to finish.

Utrien noticed a cat is lurking around. Now that he was calm and got over his need to cuddle with all wildlife, he noticed something unusual about the cat. It's moving and looking around the premises with more perceptiveness than a real cat would. He backed away, thinking he'd done enough scaring people away with sudden mood changes and sneaking up on them. Micheal however, picked up the cat and was now on a quest to return the cat. Utrien lagged behind, he was getting sluggish and let out a yawn that brought tears from his eyes. Rubbing them away he decided to take a nap after Michael showcased his powers. His eyelids and shoulders drooped and he developed a sway in his steps. Stopping right out of the vision of the people inside Utrien leaned against the wall and waited.

Jurou was most happy that Michael had decided on taking the cat back to his dorm, but the idea of him getting to rub his scent on him sounded amusing and he could tease Michael a little with the fact that he had said it. Seeing him poke his tongue out at him, how cheeky, he was just as childish as Jurou it seemed, that was good, it meant he could have fun with him. He noticed however that Marshall was quiet now and simply just observing, not making any sudden movements or actions, just quiet, guess that was fine though, nothing wrong with not being very talkative.

When they finally arrived at the dorm, he peeked inside Michael's dorm and noticed a few little adjustments compared to his and Marshall's dorm, it seemed much more, home like, perhaps Michael had done something? It was nice, made him feel comfortable. That was when he noticed the female from earlier on the bed reading a book and the way she left the room quite quickly either meant she really didn't want to baby sit a cat, or she really wanted to get out of the dorm, he was assuming it was the cat though seeing as how she had left suddenly at the pool area. She definitely seemed like the type who wanted to be left alone. Either way he shot her a warm, welcoming smile, just take make her feel less uncomfortable around a group of guys. Jurou personally didn't mind if he was surrounded by women or men, he liked both genders equally and gender never really played a part at all in the way he thought. He was quite open minded like that. "Okay let's go then!" He commented as it was clear the female had decided to accompany them to the court yard.

As he started walking, assuming the others to follow suit, he had no idea where it was, so he casually moved beside Michael and slung his arm over his shoulders, brining him closer to him before whispering in his ear "don't forget you said I could rub my scent on you." Leaning away from being so close to his face, he laughed shortly, then messed up Michael's hair, removing his arm from around his shoulders. He glanced at the male with narrow, copper red eyes and grinned, he felt his heart beat a little faster just from saying that, how exciting! He felt like he had just done something crazy, like go sky diving, it was weird, what a wonderful feeling. Perhaps he shouldn't be having so much fun at this place, at least his Dad would be relieved when he sent a letter telling him everything was fine so far. Yeah, that would make him feel happy, knowing his dad wasn't upset.
Jurou was a rather playful kind of rough guy, and he hoped everyone didn't mistake that for something else. He was never the type to mean anything bad by what he did, although there would be a time where he might go too far with a joke, he was usually apologetic about it, just a humorous guy.

As the group made it’s way to the courtyard, Marshall observed as Jurou threw his arm around Mike’s shoulder and whispered in his ear. It was obvious that Mike liked what ever it was he had said. Marshall thought back to his old school and he was reminded of multiple times he had seen many guys go off the handle from seeing something like this. Marshall’s mind didn’t work the same way as other guys though. Sure he was crushing hard on Mike, but Jurou was really nice too. And it was obvious that Mike liked both of them. “Why make it into competition, when it can be a party?” He thought, shocked a little bit by his own idea. He waited a second for one of his inner voices to chime in, he knew it was inevitable. “Are you fucking serious? You mean to tell me that, rather than making one or both of them feel hurt, or turning it into competition that no one would really win, you would go as far as to start a three-person romantic relationship?” The nagging voice asked. “Yes, if it came to that. I would prefer to pursue Mike exclusively, but if it means that anyone will get hurt, it’s not right if we all like each other. What if they aren’t willing to do something like that? Then I politely bow out and try to be happy for them. However, until such an issue arises, I will continue to go after Mike, but I will not get jealous if either of them flirts with the other one, that doesn’t help anyone. And Jurou’s just as sweet and handsome as Mike, I might even do a little flirting with him too.” The argument in his head seemed to be resolved for now. He glanced around to make sure no one was staring at him as he was sure he had mouthed a few of the words while arguing with himself. Nobody seemed to have noticed, so he smiled and walked a little faster to catch up to Jurou and Mike in the front of the group. He felt happier than usual now and was grinning uncontrollably. He knew someone would notice eventually, but he didn’t think it mattered and his plan was still going well.

They reached the courtyard and opened the doors leading outside. Upon walking outside, he noticed that the courtyard was already occupied by a red haired girl and gravity boy from the mess hall. The two seemed to be intently focused on something, and he didn’t think the group would want to get that guy angry again. Marshall headed toward the opposite end of the courtyard and waited for the others to join him.

“C’mon, slowpokes. I wanna see those wings and the sun is setting.”

Michael opened his mouth and glared at Jurou rather playfully when he'd said that and gave him a light shove when he mussed up his hair. "Hey! You little douche it took me forever to get my hair this fab." he pouted and flicked at his bangs. Despite the fact that his hair was already inherently a royal mess. In his eyes it was a fabulously hot mess. "Wasn't exactly what I had in mind by rubbing but....suit yourself." He winked at Jurou allowing his mind to go down an unnecessarily dirty path. He was however just referring to his cat form rubbing up against him but....two birds in one stone. Tease him on all his forms. If it wasn't a sly poke at his catlike tendencies it was a sexual innuendo to get him flustered. This was a game Michael enjoyed.

“C’mon, slowpokes. I wanna see those wings and the sun is setting.”

Michael followed Marshall to the other end of the courtyard. "Here we are, the magnificent showcase of the one and only.........Angel." He spoke the last word with a whisper and smiled towards their small group. He spread his arms wide and took several steps back. He was still just in his jean pants and the muscles in his torso flexed gracefully with every move he made. The dry hot wind of the desert stirred and spiraled around Michael, stirring up small clouds of sand and dust. He turned around in place to show his back where his tattoos seemed to be literally pulling away from his skin, shedding their dark inky appearance like flakes of an old skin. His wings burst forth opening immediately. They where not like angel wings as they moved as if simply another part of his body, folding and adjusting their angle to avoid dragging along the ground or taking up the wind. When they folded they encased his back completely and where big enough to wrap around his body yet flexible enough to fold back along his spine.

He bent his knees and crouched low spreading his wings high up and without warning took off with an epic burst of wind. It was like setting off a rocket a cloud of red dirt was blast in all directions leaving a clean circle around where he once stood. He was rocketing upward at astonishing speeds his wings moving with astonishing speed and dexterity. He flew up several hundred feet and suddenly tucked his wings in tight, twisting his body in astonishing acrobatics ending in a hawk's nose dive. He adjusted to a glide that sent him in a circle over the courtyard.

Michael was in bliss up there. The skies where his home and it wasn't hard to see what with the passion and enthusiasm he gave to flying. He was more than an angel up there. He was an eagle, a hawk. Michael did a few barrel rolls, just to show off and allowed himself to slow before he landed, skidding across the yard. His wings gave a few light flaps to cool down before folding against his back and out of the way. He stood before the group, grinning ear to ear and bowed.

The plan was going well. The site sight of those beautiful wings was amazing.It unfortunately distracted Marshall enough to where he didn't see the grin on Mike's face. Suddenly, without warning he took off and was doing an awesome aerial display, though it was hard to see from all the dust in the air, before landing and bowing. He had a huge grin, if it was possible he looked even cuter with the wings.

“So, how high up can you go?” Marshall asked in awe, hoping to antagonize another display out of him, though he was hoping for a slower display. His goal was for Mike to go as high as he could, hopefully high enough to where the group would look like ants, that should be about the right altitude. Marshall smiled and blushed a little bit as he looked Mike in the eyes when he asked him this. Then, for some reason, his visibility started to flicker once again.

"You should go as high as you can go and hold it for a minute to really show off your abilities."

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Amelia Dunston

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Amelia tried to speed up her walking pace as the others all walked along side each other in front, but her short legs could only take her so far in one step, and so she hung back behind the three and walked alongside the other man who she hadn't noticed before back at the dorm. The new man had tentacles, which didn't come as a surprise to Amelia; she knew others had powers in this place. However it did make her think, why tentacles? Is this man a radio-active mutant? of the kind you hear of in comics and video games?, but aside from what she may have thought, he looked how Amelia felt; tired - but Amelia's kind of tiredness was not the kind from lack of sleep, hers was emotional tiredness, the kind that called for a good, long internal conversation with one’s self. But Amelia was getting none of that here. It seemed she would have to work up a way to get around the never-ending interruptions in this place.

As they all soon reached the courtyard, Amelia noticed that the red-headed lady and white-haired man from before were still here, and internally she frowned; it didn't feel right to barge in on their meditation. Though luckily, Marshall led the group to the other end of the courtyard, hopefully from here they wouldn't be too much of a disturbance. Once the group had decided to stop moving, Amelia sat and opened her book again, wondering what the rest of the group had planned for being here. It was only then, when Michael had sprouted wings and propelled himself into the air with a mighty whoosh of wind, then Amelia realised. They all came here for a showcase of each other’s powers, or at the very least, Michael's. As the winged man preformed his aerial stunts Amelia peered up to watch him. What he was doing seemed incredibly stupid; he was bound to get caught any minute now.

Despite Amelia's thoughts, Michael landed safely and gave a bow towards her and the others. Amelia could tell by the large grin on his face that flying was something Michael enjoyed, but it did look incredibly dangerous to be up so high, especially with guards surrounding the area. Once she was sure the show was over, Amelia went back to reading. Bringing the book up a little closer to cover her face, Amelia tried to hide from the others. She could have easily enough have hidden herself with her invisibility, but that was just it, Amelia didn't particularly want to show-case her power(s); she didn't see them as impressive - only necessary - and if she was honest to herself, she was starting to feel shy around this many people, especially since they were all males, and shirtless.

Utrien leaned back on the fence watching Michael soar. He must feel very free and relaxed up there. Away from the ground and problems. His eyes started to droop, as Michael landed and bowed with a satisfied expression. He stumbled close to Michael and hugged him from behind, careful not to crush his wings. "I have a question," he paused to blink."Can you take someone with you while you fly? And a follow up, can I be the first one?" he smiled a dopey smile. It would be a great experience to see what flying is like. He could nap later, this is more interesting.

Jurou simply laughed as Michael gave him a light shove, knowing very well they were both mucking around at this point. It was most fun playing around with Michael. That wink though, he was a bit more playful than he thought. The corner of his mouth rose into a half smile, raising a brow at the male. Well, that was a most nice thought though, of freely being allowed to, practically be all over the guy without him caring, sounded like fun really.

Suddenly his train of thought was cut off by Marshall telling them to catch up from being slow pokes, he grinned and did just that as they headed out in the court yard excitedly. Finally they were there in the open space, he loved it quite a lot and could already feel all his pent up energy wanting to escape. Inhaling then exhaling deeply, he was getting a good feel of the outdoors air. That was when he noticed two others outside, they seemed to be well acquainted with each other, what exactly were they doing though? He was curious but didn't want to disturb them and wow her hair. The female's red hair really felt like it was hypnotising him, it was so beautiful, she was beautiful. The guy with her seemed quite interesting, perhaps they were doing something rather serious? To avoid being caught staring, which would be embarrassing, he looked away and caught up to the others at the other side of the yard. He'd have to greet them some time in the future, he really wanted to know about those two.

Once they were there, he rolled up the sleeves of his jacket, simply out of habit and watched intently for Michael to show his power. That was when two quite large wings extended from his back and Jurou was staring, shocked and amazed. He was speechless as he watched the guy soar, up into the sky, completely not thinking about the guards that surrounded this prison of an Academy. His eyes were just, fixed on Michael. When he returned to the ground with a grin, a big smile formed on his face as he went up to the guy "holy crap Michael! That was so cool!" He felt like a big kid but he hadn't seen anything like that before. Sure he had abilities too, but he only knew of his own, he never grew up surrounded by people like himself, different, so it was new to him. He had never seen a person with actual wings before except for in movies and stuff, he honestly didn't think it was possible so it was quite a big surprise for him. He then noticed Utrien hug Michael from behind, asking if he could take him up with him and Marshall questioning how far up he could go. He would never be as brave as Utrien to go up that high via something so alien to him, it wasn't every day you went flying via angel boy now was it. But he most certainly did want to see that again. "Yeah can you do it again?! Please?" Jurou said encouragingly. He really wanted to see that again, it happened too fast.

In case Michael decided to do it again, he decided to step back and stood beside Amelia who was seated on the ground, simply reading, curious he peeked over her to see the name of the book and the contents inside, leaning a bit too forward without realising, he almost fell on top of the poor girl and quickly straightened himself up awkwardly. That was when he realised he hadn't gotten her name yet. "Hey um. I'm Jurou, I didn't catch your name yet, I wanted to ask at the pool area but you were real quick to leave." Jurou finally spoke up with a light chuckle at the end. As he spoke he watched the three from afar, waiting patiently for what they might do next.

Michael looked over his shoulder to Utrien, thoughtfully. To be honest he'd never actually tried to lift a whole person into the air the heaviest thing he'd ever took into the air was a school bag full of books and that was only once when he was terribly late. Thinking on it though he did remember it being quite cumbersome not because of the weight but because of the instability and drag it caused on him. The books moreso than the bag. His wings where incredibly powerful and plenty large. Capturing the lift enough for two people of his size to simply glide in one direction would be no problem but gathering the lift and strength to fly upwards as he does would be impossible and he feared that banking either way would cause them to spiral for the ground. "I don't think I can carry anyone at least not very far. Maybe if I practiced lifting bigger things and controlling more powerful winds I'd able to."

“So, how high up can you go?”

"You should go as high as you can go and hold it for a minute to really show off your abilities."

Michael bit his lip and looked to Marshall curiously, a soft smile on his pale face. "I can go up higher than any plane, but it's freezing up there I don't stay up there for more than a few minutes. You wouldn't see me way up there though but I'll go up high. And...I can't exactly 'hold it' I need lift speed brings lift only hummingbirds and dragonflies can hover. I'll glide as slow as I can though once I'm up."

He gestured for Utrien to stand back and once he was out of the way he flexed his wings. He crouched low for a second time and took off, this time his wings flapped to keep his momentum going up higher and higher and higher. The air gradually cooled around him and blew first more wild then more still. He looked down. He could see the entirety of the school from that height. He glided lower in a gentle circles, slowly, hardly flapping his wings at all. He peered down at the group circling the courtyard, they where little more than specs loitering in a sand pit.

As Mike took off Marshall flickered a little bit then faded to completely invisible. As he did he looked around at the others. As he thought no one suspected a thing as he was “glitching” and faded away.
“Perfect.” He whispered to himself. He then used his telekinesis to levitate himself rather quickly to Mike’s level in the sky. He followed Mike till he got to his highest point and the people looked like little specks. As he began to glide down in wide slow circles Marshall went around a few laps with him until he matched his pace perfectly flying right underneath him on his back looking right into his eyes. He slowly allowed himself to become visible again, appearing right in front of Mike’s face.

“Well, I do have to admit, the view is …breathtaking.” He said watching him freak out a little bit.

“So this is what I have to do to get a moment alone with you; be sneaky, sly and manipulative? Because that is so…” He trailed off as he was distracted by the look on Mike’s face. The utter shock and disbelief were just so damn cute. Mikes mouth was hanging open ever so slightly and Marshall just couldn’t resist the temptation, he‘d been planning to wait until after he had made a joke or two before making a move on him. He levitated a little higher and reached one arm around Mike’s waist and the other around his neck, placing the palm of his hand against the back of his head. He levitated enough to close the gap between them and kissed him. It was a short kiss, but incredibly passionate.

“… worth it.” He said breathlessly finishing his statement from earlier.

“I’m so sorry I just… wait. No I’m not; that was fucking amazing. No way am I sorry for doing that, though I did want to wait ‘til after I flirted a little more.”

Marshall continued to move along with Mike smirking like crazy. To say Mike looked shocked would be the understatement of the century. He held back his laughter and himself waiting for the flood of questions and probably a good natured slap or punch on the shoulder he deserved for what he had just done.

Utrien backed up and stretched as he yawned. He didn't really expect to be carried, but that would have been great nonetheless. It was amazing to know that someone with this power exist. To glide and fly as they please.

As Utrien was thinking this, he forgot about the draft that pushes away anything that is near Michael. As a result he was pushed off his feet to fall on the ground. He made a muffled sort of noise as he landed on his tentacles that sprung out to cushion his fall. It's a good thing sometimes that his tentacles listen mostly to a primal instinct that reacts faster than him.

Fatigue washed over him in slow waves. He yawned again and urged himself to get up. His body didn't react, except for his tentacles curled around him protectively as he dozed off. Someone needs to either wake him up or carry him away. As his eyelids drooped, he hoped it was the latter and that he wouldn't be abandoned.

Michael damn near toppled out of the sky what with the shock he got from Marshall appearing right beneath him. He dropped a few inches and almost collided with Marshall. "H-How?!"

Then he remembered. Telekinesis. He could move things with his mind. Michael just never assumed that included himself.

“Well, I do have to admit, the view is …breathtaking.”

Michael simply stared at him, mouth agape. “So this is what I have to do to get a moment alone with you; be sneaky, sly and manipulative? Because that is so…” Marshal's expression seemed to change and he levitated higher putting his arms around him and kissing him passionately on the lips. Michael's heart did acrobatics in his chest and he gasped slightly as Marshal pulled away. Every inch of him didn't want him to stop. Not once in his life had anyone done something so.....wildly unexpected.....so hot. “… worth it.”

“I’m so sorry I just… wait. No I’m not; that was fucking amazing. No way am I sorry for doing that, though I did want to wait ‘til after I flirted a little mo-"

Michael suddenly grabbed Marshal by the collar and pulled him into another kiss, deeper and laden with passion and heated desire. "Goddammit Marshal."

Marshall had expected a punch or a slap, but holy shit another kiss, more passionate than the first? It was a damn good thing they were high enough to where no one could clearly see them. He allowed Mike to finish the kiss this time and that took a little while. Marshall had never even kissed a guy before and now Mike was making out with him. When he finally got a chance to breath, he tried to explain himself a little more, though it didn’t seem that Mike really cared why he was here, just that he was here.
“This is exactly why I’m up here, I wanted to thank you. You’re the first person that ever made me feel, well, …wanted. Granted, I meant that you’d notice if I wasn’t here. I had no idea that you wanted me like that. Holy shit this is unexpected.”

He could do nothing but grin like a big idiot, and he kinda felt like one now, how did he not realize he was that into him? “Oh my god, I showed that boy my ass and he‘s totally into me. Shit, now he probably wants to be literally into me. Wait, why am I complaining? ” He thought to himself.

“So what do we do now? I never had a boyfriend before and I don't think we'll get many chances to 'go out' while we're here. We may have to sneak out. ” He said with a sly grin.

"Sneak out.....Let's escape." Michael blurted. He wasn't entirely sure what made him come up with that idea. It was crazy even by his own standards. The way they where carted off with armed guards. Surely they wouldn't just let them walk out of there. "I mean...the four of us we can get out of here. I can fly, you can fly, and a cat's not hard to cart around. Uriel might be a challenge though...."

Michael then took a roll and dove down to land back in the court yard, skidding to a halt right before Jurou and the dosing Utrien. "...is he asleep?" Michael chuckled. "He looks so cute like that."

Michael's wings fluttered for a moment shedding large white feathers into the air around him before folding into his back once more, sealed away with his tattoos. "Jurou! Marshall and I have a crazy idea." Michael gently shook Utrien awake.

“Escape? Really? That’s so reckless, impulsive and …perfect!” He thought. “Everyone here apart from me was brought here against their will. The only reason I’m even here is because no one cared, now some one does and he wants to run away.” He snapped to reality as he saw Mike diving down to the others in the courtyard.

“Damn that boy is impulsive, they weren’t supposed to know I was up here!” he muttered as he slowly landed behind Mike.

“Well we think that it might be possible to escape, if you guys are up to it.” He explained. “But this is not to be taken lightly, if we go through with this, we will never get to see our families again. If we go home that’s the first place they’ll look for us. We’re going to have to disappear, no pun intended. Luckily I never planned on returning home after I was done with this place anyway. I’ve done my research, there’s a town in Oregon called Dusk Haven. It seems to be a magnet for people like us, but for some reason whoever is running this place is completely oblivious about it. The difficult part will be getting out without being caught, we’ll have to wait until everyone goes to bed and avoid being seen by security. So are you guys up for it?”

Utrien eyes blinked awake. He was still lucid and looked around confused, what was moving him. When he found that the usual warmth of his animal companions are gone, he attached himself to the nearest heat source. Which turned out to be Michaels legs. As he nuzzled closer he could vaguely hear a plan about escaping.

"Escape huh? I don't really mind being here, but at the same time the lack of nature is bothering me. I'm up to it if you have a solid idea where to go." He murmured with a yawn. He was still fuzzy and not quite awake yet.

This plan of escaping seems a bit iffy. Surely they couldn't just walk away inscathed. As he pondered on the idea further, the idea didn't seem entirely that bad. If it would mean getting out of here into a more green and lively environment, then he was up for it.

Jurou had grown bored as he couldn't really see Michael that well when he was so far up in the sky. Wait where was Marshall? Taking a closer look it was clear and obvious he was up with Michael, where else would he be? Jurou wasn't silly, but he would never know what they did up there, should he really care though? He cut himself off on such thoughts as he noticed Utrien had fallen asleep and chuckled, shortly after the two had returned to the ground. "Have fun?" Jurou asked the two with a frown and a bit of a grin. Suddenly Michael seemed rather, excited and enthusiastic about something as he started shaking Utrien to wake him up. Casually he stood up and moved closer to the three to listen more intently.

As they explained escaping, it sounded like a good idea, then he shook his head, thinking logically now. "Wait what about the others? We can't just abandon them that's selfish!" Jurou was serious now, he didn't think the others had really thought about this too well. "And this kind of thing takes a lot of planning we can't just leave casually. And never see my family again? I simply can't do that, I care a lot about my Dad and I'm all he has left." He wasn't in a great mood now, even though nothing was official yet he was getting a little worked up, at least he wasn't raising his voice.

“Look, I understand.” Marshall said. “To be honest, I don’t think there’s anyway we could get everyone out of here short of starting a riot and that would not end well, but the fact of the matter is that it’s easier for a small group to get out than the entire student body. As for seeing your dad again, think about it; you and just about everyone else were brought here against your will. Do you really think you have a chance of seeing him if you stay here? At least if you come with us, there’s a chance you could see him when the heat dies down. If you stay here, you’ll be used as a pawn by whoever is running this place and if you don’t, they’ll keep you locked up here where you will be away from society. And even if they’re trying to train heroes, you won’t be able to see him again without putting him in danger. Your best bet for seeing him is actually in coming with us. I know it sucks for the others here, but if we get out and get away we can expose what’s going on here to the world and save them that way. I really would prefer to do this with all of you, but I’ll go on my own if I need to. The choice is yours. I know it sounds selfish and maybe it is, but I’ll be able to do more for everyone here that way than if I just stay here.”

Michael looked to Jurou, pleading in his eyes. "I want nothing more than to be back with my family, Jurou. To hug my sis again and let my mother know I'm ok, but like Marshall said they'll be looking for us there. Its not safe there but once we're out we can find a way to get them to us. If I know my big sis she's already trying to find a way to set me free from here. As for the others here, you heard them talk of fighting back, they're as restless as we are at this point. Frankly I'm scared if we stick around someone is going to kick the bees nest here and start an all out battle for freedom. We need to get out of here and I encourage everyone else here to do the same but realistically we can't all just up and leave at once."

He glanced over at Marshall. "It's going to take us a while before we actually come up with a plan anyways..... I mean we still don't know how we're going to get Utrien out with us.... The two of us can fly out.....I mean we could steal one of their cars for a time but we'd have to ditch it eventually..... and I can't....I won't ride in it though. Claustrophobia and carsickness does not make me a good travel mate at all." He murmured. Just the idea of being stuck in a car made him want to gag. "I will be your eyes in the sky, keeping watch for tails. You won't even have to worry about me getting tired my wings are build for long distance as well as agility."

Jurou simply thought for a moment, thinking over everything they had just said before finally coming to an agreement. They were right, this seemed to be the only way, the safer way too. With everyone going rampant they could lose more lives than save them. They also made a point about the others already getting riled up and wishing to leave. "This is... the only way. Okay, I'll do it. I'm in." Jurou stated with a smile. "Well, I don't know if it's any use but I have another 'trick' up my sleeve than just shifting into a cat." He shook his head a little to the side, signaling for them to follow him into the large amount of shade as he made his way over there. "Also, that's a good idea Michael and I agree. We should also try and figure out the guards routine, perhaps the times they have a break and what not and what exactly their weapons are, how to make their weapons useless and stuff.. Either way, I'm glad I'm getting out of here with you three. He finally stopped in the shade, looking around making sure there was enough of it. If the others followed that would have made the shade even larger, not by much but it was still helpful.

Jurou turned around to face the three before a slight grin formed on his face as he slowly sank into the shade. It would look as though he were casually being pulled into a black hole until he was no where to be seen. Yes he was now part of the shadows they stood within. A soft chuckle could be heard around them within that are of shade. Of course them standing in the shade dealt no damage to him. "I can move around through the shadows, which for me at school was handy when jigging class but uh, yeah I don't know if it'll be helpful in our little plan or not." Jurou spoke as he remained unseen in the shadows.