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[Yellow.]

Kilik sighed, wandering around aimlessly. He paused, looking around. '...I have absolutely no idea where I am.. Oh well, now I have an excuse not to go to work!' He thought happily, continuing on. He gazed around at the scenery, trying to have at least a vague idea of where he was. It seemed like he was in the slums of London, most likely on Creature territory. 'Hopefully no one comes and eats me... Oh well, what happens happens, I suppose.' he thought dryly. Deciding that standing around looking like a fresh steak was a bad idea, he continued walking to see if he could spot a place that was at least human-tolerant, if not friendly. He aimlessly walked down streets and turned random corners, having no clue as to which direction he should go. He froze for a moment to collect his thoughts, trying to to start panicking like an idiot.

'Alright, so I know I'm in Creature territory, and that it's probably not a good idea to stay out in the streets. However, going into random places to see if I would get kicked out and/or eaten wouldn't be a good idea either. Maybe I can get lucky and find the one rare creature that won't eat me...?' He thought, scanning the area around him. There wasn't anyone close to him that he could see. 'Well, that's not a bad thing either... At least I know I won't get stabbed or something. ...Man, I talk to myself a lot.' He thought, shaking his head and continuing to walk around.

[ossa di cervo]

Benji moved effortlessly through the streets but suddenly stopped when an odd feeling came upon her. She froze and tilted her head, a smile pricking her lips. Her white eyes turned and she saw what she had felt; a human. The presence of a human in the Creature district of the London ship. Benji laughed a little and turned on her heel, following this odd specimen. He obviously had wits for her turned corners and got away from the more crowded part of the slums. She was surprised he hadn't tested any building doors but shrugged it off, perhaps fear had him locked in the streets where he could see threats from a distance. Benji kept herself hidden and studied the man.

He suddenly stopped and began talking to himself. Benji heard each word, but held herself back a little and waited for the right words to be spoken before making an entrance. He said something about a rare creature that wouldn't eat him and Benji laughed to herself, then gazed at her own flesh. Rotting and transparent; he had nothing to worry about. Talking to himself.. This stuck Benji as odd. Who didn't talk to themselves when stumbling upon an unfamiliar environment and becoming lost? The girl tilted her head and played with her rotting fingertips for a moment before moving forward.

"Tell me, human... What brings you down to these parts?" She grinned, her legs stretching elegantly with each bounding step and her hair flicking around her shoulders.

[bubiza]

мιleѕ

Shaking his head, Miles continued wking on. He had no idea where he was, and wasn't even that sure whether he'd entered the creature part of the city. There were still a few humanoids about, but it was hard to tell whether they were creatures or not. He wasn't exactly going to ask anybody, either, or otherwise it could end up awkward. After all, a nineteen year old man shouldn't need to be asking where exactly he was, especially if he was from a rich part of the city.

Miles suddenly paused, and spun around. He thought that he had heard an explosion. The ship rumbled for a split second, and then stopped. How peculiar... he thought to himself. Either there had been a small fault with the engine, or another ship had been blown up. He was hoping it hadn't been the latter. The government weren't afraid to do anything like that, as there was nothing stopping them.

It was only after a few minutes Miles noticed what looked like dust falling from the skies. Except it wasn't. It was too large and too hard to be, anyhow. He picked a scrap up, and felt it, shivers running down his spine. It was part of a ship. He knew the exact metal used, ad this wa the one. Now he was trying to think where there had been uprisings recently. All he could think of was Iceland. They had been getting agitated there.

Seriously? he thought, then sighed. One of his friends from school had moved there, to study law. One minute he had probably have been reading, and now...
Miles couldn't beat to think about it. Before he knew what he was doing, he let out a small moan and fell to his knees.
"They've taken down Iceland." he mumbled subconsciously.

((Sorry if you're from Iceland. I was trying I choose a place where it would be unlikely that anybody lived there so if you do then sorry again. Also, of this is dodgy it's because of my iPod.))

[Yellow.]

Kilik looked at the woman who appeared in front of him. "A-ah, I'm not su-" He was cut off by a loud rumbling. He looked up, confused. "Wha-" He saw what appeared to be dust falling from the sky, but it was much too large to be dust... He picked up a particle of it, frowning. 'This material is really, really familiar...' He thought, running through all of the material he uses as a blacksmith. 'It's nothing we use as blacksmiths. So why is this so familiar?' He wondered. Then it hit him. He remembered when he had to go with his mentor to fix something inside the ship.

He froze, eyes widening. "Inside... the ship?" His mind went blank for a moment, not comprehending what was happening. 'There was an explosion, then ship particles raining from the sky... O-oh my god...' Reality hit him, and it hit him hard. He ran through a list of recent uprisings, or any country that could of done something to make them be eradicated. "...Iceland." He said out loud, still stunned. He looked straight up into the sky. "Iceland was just destroyed..."

((Holy crap, they exploded Iceland :c I'm sorry, I thought of Hetalia when that happened T-T ))

[Hobo!]

Luna walked up to the cashier after Rusty was finsihed and gave a sweet smile "Oh, jst a piece of bread." She said, giving only a seconds look at the scones decorating the windowed area right in front of her. She looked back at the creature behind the counter ,took the warm piece of bread and in exchange gave him a couple coins from her pocket. "Well Rusty, want to sit or go on our way?" She asked, taking a bit out of the center of her slice of bread, enjoying the warm, soft center first instead of saving it like most people did.
Although it seemed insane, Luna was already ready to go back outdoors. She didn't like being inside too long; even if it was warm. Yes, she needed a lot of warmth because she was cold blooded, but frankly she preferred a chilly, brisk day over a sweltering Amazon one anytime. Luna started walking slowly to the door, looking behind he rto make sure Asher followed.

[Yellow.]

Asher nodded at Luna, following her and waiting for her hot scone to cool. 'She seems to like being outside... I don't really mind, I don't get cold very easily, but isn't she cold blooded..?' She thought, walking out the door. She caught up to the girl and walked beside her, taking a bite of her scone. "Hmm~ Not bad... I prefer someone else's, but these are probably made the way scones are supposed to be made." She chuckled, relishing the warm taste. She blinked, looking around, seeing people pointing at the sky.

She looked up, frowning. "What in the world is that? It's not dust..." She said, plucking a piece out of the air. "I have absolutely no idea what this is... Do you?" She asked, turning towards Luna. She had stopped near a bench, pausing for a moment to look at the sky. 'I don't think I've ever seen this before... It smells familiar, though... I wonder what it is?' She thought back to when they were in the bakery, seeing if she had noticed something out of place. 'Now that I think about it, there was an explosion, but I paid no attention to it because I was ordering my scone...'

[Hobo!]

Luna swallowed a lump of bread that got caught in her throat. She'd seen this. Too much. "Its.. Debris." She said putting her hand out and catching a few small flakes that fell into her hand. "I don't know from what. But this happened.. To too many of the homes in the Amazon. Farming, furniture.. All burnt, exploded.. Horrible." She said, closing her fist and her eyes. "I don't want to know." She stated finally, taking off her hat in honor of anything that once was, even if she didn't know what it was for or who.. Something had happened. Even if it was just some stupid asteroid being blown up outside of the ship. Some... alien attacking. It was something.
"Lets just go. I'm ready to shop." She said, shaking her black curls and recovering her protruding forehead.

[Yellow.]

Asher's eyes softened. 'I can find out more about it later.' She thought. She paused for a moment of silence. When Luna had mentioned about her home, she had flashbacks of the humans coming up to burn her territory. She swallowed the lump in her throat and tossed her scone in a nearby trashcan, no longer having a desire to eat. She shook her head to rid herself of the depressing thoughts and turned to Luna, plastering a smile on her face. "It doesn't matter now~ We have to get ready for that party of yours." She said, grinning and grabbing Luna's hand, dragging her along, attempting to distract her. 'There's no point in wasting time mourning for those that are lost; It's best to celebrate their lives and move on.'

[intriguing]

~ Natalie Jones ~
Lee had quite literally just been about to enter the bakery, in fact, she was holding the door open for Skyla, when a huge rumbling feel across the district, debris fluttering from the sky. Lee shivered, it hadn't been the first time this had happened and the next day the tabloids had read - City Destroyed, Rebels Detained. Rebels were never detained, rebels were destroyed, that's just what the city did. Lee let her arm drop back by her side, the door shut and the welcoming bell tinkled sadly. "I wonder which ship that was," she said, her voice was bare from emotion, it was heavy and rough. She sighed, "They don't spare any but the rich," she hated the government for that, wealth meant everything, you could buy your way out of punishment and death, innocence meant nothing in this day and age. She was about to reopen the door to let Skyla into the bakery when about thirty huge armed guards came tromping in. It wasn't apparent where they had come from but they looked angry, hard-set and all practically the same, in amongst them were about five rich looking snobs, they seemed frightened and repulsed at the same time, a few were crying, others squealing a the sight of creatures. "I hate to leave you and the prospect of some good food, but I need to find out what's going on," she said to Skyla, her eyes were blazing with curiosity and a hint of worry. London was already over-populated with creatures and humans alike, if they were bringing in the rich from another ship it could mean one of two things; evacuation or culling. She didn't want to think about it. "I'm getting my ride," said Lee to Skyla, "Come if you want," she said, with her first smile since the explosion. Lee had a plan, and once she had a plan, her mind was set.

Lee sprinted up the street, by now it should be obvious what she was about to do. She leapt into the air and jumped onto a roof. She'd barely even considered the possibility that Skyla may follow, they were friends, yes, but Natalie was often company best had in small doses. Lee tumbled off the roof and began the quick glide from the creature sector back to her home. She needed her motorbike and her notebook, maybe the newspaper too, just for good measure. Flying carefully from roof to roof, only landing every so often to fly again within a moment. Her mind was weaving pathways and ideas of what may have happened and whom she needed to ask, she just hoped her mother was out, else all her plans would crumble into nothing.

[Moondancer]

~Caleb & Caster~

Caleb and Caster emerged from the noise of the pub. Caster was leaning heavily on Caleb, weaving slightly and an inane grin plastered on his face. There was a steadily blossoming bruise on his right cheekbone and a cut above his eyebrow; his shirt was mostly open and hanging off his shoulders, revealing several more minor injuries. His hair was in disarray, half of it in a ponytail and the other half hanging in tangled strands around his face.

Caleb sighed, hoisting Caster's arm over his shoulder to better support his weight. "Why do you insist on fighting drunk?" he questioned the half-conscious man.

"S'no fun if I'm sober." Caster slurred, grinning up at his friend.

Caleb merely sighed again and glanced at the street sign; at least they weren't far from their house, if it could be called that. A tiny, crumbling flat in the slums of the creature section, it was really more of a cupboard.

Both men were suddenly thrown of their balance when what sounded like an explosion rocked the ship. They paused, as did almost everyone else in the street. Caster leaned against the nearest wall, Caleb standing beside him, both with their heads turned to the sky. The moment debris began drifting down, they both realized what had happened. Caster sank down to a sitting position on the ground while Caleb stayed frozen in shock for a moment. He shook himself out of it quickly though, forcing himself not to think about how many lives had just been cut short. It wasn't the first time, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. There was nothing he could do.

Leaning down, he pulled Caster to his feet, all but carrying him now. "Lets get you home." he said in a sedated voice.

((Sorry it took a while to post this. I've been working the past couple of days))