[accidental voice post]
[a yawn, a rustle, and then silence]

...what the-

[rustling again, and a door squeaking open suddenly]

Nik? NIKO.

[another door is kicked open]

Uh, Nik? You're supposed to be the genius, so any idea of what the hell's going on?


[ooc: ffff so the wish was for the auphe to have never turned up/them to have a normal life. and thus, here it is. and they've just arrived too. D= notes: cal's now only 18 and finishing school. niko's still an over-educated nerd and health nut. and the boys have been living in austin, texas for the past few years. sophia free (yes, she's still alive and kicking. drinking. whatever) ENJOY.

edit: BEDTIME!]

[voice post]
…you have got to be shitting me.

What is this; some kind of cosmic fucking justice? I did what I had to do. Things are better off this way.

[rustling sounds; a hunt for his device]

Where the fuck is- There.

…

Right. Which ones of you are left? Niko. Loman. George...both of you. Holly. Rose. Arion. Consider that a role call. It's the only one you're getting from me.

Cyrano, I swear, if you're gone now, I'm finding a way to bring you here just to kick your ass.

[/transmission]

[Voice/Action post]

One, two, three...ten...fifteen.

[You didn't have to be 'supernatural' to be able to sense the fear there. Staring up to the rooftops of a nearby building, the tension is clear. Fight or flight. Or something else completely.]

Oh, shit.

[Turning on his heel, he looks toward the roof of the building opposite. Nothing.]

What the fuck are they-

...

Where am I?

[Gone? Hiding? Or was this another trick?]


[ooc: Li fails. Epically. Aaand I couldn't wait another day, apparently. 8D Cal's back and updated to the end of Madhouse as I may've told some of you already. ( Spoiler ) If people are trying to avoid spoilers, maaay be best to avoid this one. That is all! ^^V

EDIT: The counting? It's thinking, not out loud.]

[a dark haired, grey eyed teen is walking defensively past the carousel, his gaze flicking between each person there. he knows most of them aren't human, and that gives him reason enough to keep clear.]

What the fuck is going on?

[his hand tightens around the gun hidden in his coat as he looks curiously up at the bright machine]

Where-


[ooc: Action-post, go~!]