Wondering through the disgusting, deserted streets of Dallas, two beings wondered. Both dressed in large black cloaks which covered the whole body and masks to cover the face. Of course, the only difference was the patterns on the masks and the hair colour, one has blue hair, the other has brown hair. "So, where's this guardian?" Whisper questioned with a monotone voice, seemingly annoyed as the two continued their 'wasted' walk.
"No idea! The contractor said there'd be a load around here~." Angel replied,
"That's not helpful..." Whisper sighed, glancing around as he did so, trying to take advantage of his sensitive hearing only to hear the slight wind. "I could do with some tea..."