Drawn into Mystery: The New Land (IC)

[Storm]

The brakes of the black Lexus screech to a stop outside the small bar.

'The information Francine provided had better pan out.' drifts through Su's mind as she casts her chocolate brown eyes upon the pane glass window separating the patrons from the moderate foot traffic outside.

A soft smile graces her lips as in plain sight, Timothy Ryan Jackson sits in open sight apparently flirting with some dirty haired excuse for a waitress in that little dive. Softly to herself whispers "Yea, you sit right there ... payday."

Su removes her phone and takes a moment to send a text to the office ~Case SPD-050614-068, subj located, wc when on way~ before setting her phone in the side compartment.

She takes a moment to zip her black pleather jacket as the drizzle continues to accumulate on her windshield. She exits the car looking back within the plate glass window letting out a slight giggle "Yea, keep watching Barbie ... you are such a guy..." while starting toward the front of the bar.

As she approaches the front door, doesn't think anything of the distorted way the door looks, a brief 'that does not seem to be up to code' drifts through her mind as she grasps the door handle making a fast entrance turning toward where Timothy sits...... or should have been sitting.

Su comes to a dead stop as the sounds of foot traffic, horns blaring and the expected dingy smoke filled room she expected were absent. Before her is nothing but open field as a mild breeze cools the rain upon her face ... yet it no longer seems to be drizzling.

Trying to make sense of this, she instinctually spins to head back to her car ... which is also gone, so seems to be the people, traffic ... and the City she was in. All before and around her is an open field, her black boots no longer upon pavement but green grass. Su's heart starts to race as she tries to make sense of what is before and around her. For a brief moment, her eyes change to a crystal clear appearance before back to chocolate brown.

"Get a grip girl." she softly mutters to herself "Bad Starbucks coffee perhaps?" trying to laugh at this quite odd situation. As her heart rate and breathing slow, the shock of the sudden change wearing off, she starts slowing looking about to assess just exactly where she was. The where is now what she needs find out, the how.... that will be pondered later.

[Ishnorb]

~Seth~

Fifteen million was the price of the bounty on the criminal's head Seth was chasing. Dodging cement pillars as he sprinted after his prize that chose to take a shortcut through an abandoned warehouse. It was extremely poor lit and weather outside was terrible. The bounties footsteps echoed as he fled Seth, who wasn't far from him. Randomly the enemy stopped behind a pillar, as Seth closed in he jumped out and began firing his pistol. Seth's only reaction was to stop, fire several shots from both of his guns and then foolishly wait to dodge and go behind a nearby pillar.

Seth had his back against the pillar as he heard the enemy sluggishly escaping. Chasing after the sounds he finds himself injured as well, A cut on his right cheek and hurt arm. This wasn't something that would stop him, picking up his pace he failed to notice as the scene around him began to distort. Proceeding further his surroundings transform entirely, once he notices he had already ran a few steps past Su.

Left arm dangled at his side and right hand which held his fire-arm was currently scratching his scalp in confusion. “What in the world?” Instinctively he turns around coincidentally he doesn't face Su during this action. To find himself in an open field... “My bounty.....” His expression seems to sadden ever so faintly as he puts his gun away. A few moments later his right hand goes instinctively over his wound on his left arm.

[AngelWing]

Gwenhara

Gwen looked over his shoulder, hearing the demon chasing him not to far behind. How had he got here, with a fresh bandage on his eye and running for his life? Well...

~~~

Gwen cradled the woman's body in his arms, wings out and spread like a shield around them. He needed to go, and even as the tear fell from his eye and blood from the other, he found it hard to leave her. The next noise sent him running, leaving her frail body propped against a wall and calling his wings back to himself. He turned out onto the side street, pausing long enough to hurriedly rewrap the bandage on his eye before taking off again.
He'd laid low for nearly a hundred years; but his luck had run out. He was as good as done, he knew it, but his instinct was to run so that is what he did. Even as humans pointed and stared, even as he ran barefoot through the streets and too the woods, he didn't look back. He didn't dare.

~~~

That was the short of it and he had been running the three days since. Demons didn't tire easy-and his attacker was older so he wouldn't tire as fast as Gwenhara would. He shook his head, feeling woozy but pressing on. He couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop yet. Then, suddenly his bare feet were no longer running over the thick of the underbrush, instead in grass that hadn't been there before.
Gwen stumbled, his wings appearing so he could catch himself and not fall on his face. He breathed raggedly, looking around in confusion. A different plane? He'd been exiled to earth, he wasn't supposed to cross planes. It was forbidden and spells were in place to be sure that he didn't. He looked behind him-nothing for miles but swaying grass.
His breathing steadied out and he coughed, wiping his mouth. He folded his wings against his back, looking around and subconsciously cradling his arm. A phantom pain. That meant that there was at least someone here; and they were hurt. He looked around again then spread his wings and took to the air, following the phantom pain to it's origin.
A male, a human by the look of him. Gwen folded his wings and landed a few feet away, hands to his sides to show he didn't mean any harm. "That pain is going to hit you in about ten seconds-I can handle it and wrap the wound if you let me." He said, nodding to the man's arm. Looked like a bullet wound-they weren't nearly as bad as some and while they hurt he could manage that pain much better than others.
He made his wings vanish again, hands still out to his sides. His eye was still bleeding a little and the bandage over it was stained red in the center but three days wasn't long to heal. The next day it probably wouldn't bleed at all. "Let me help..."

[Ishnorb]

~Seth~

When Gwenhara dropped from the sky, Seth broke from his trance of mental thought. His expression was boarder line between confused and shocked, obviously by this look on his face, meant Seth had never seen a being like Gwenhara before. Sure there were individuals with super-human talents due to genetics testing and advancements in cybernetics in his universe. However things like demons and angels were not something common to his plane of existence. Actually before today you could say we wasn't one to believe in that supernatural sort of thing.

After a few moments of Gwen speaking and Seth merely staring him down with this confused gaze. Seth finally decides to speak. This was after looking down at his injured arm as well. His expression looked more defensive or on edge now, due to not only having no idea who Gwen was as a person, but also due to never encountering someone of his species before now. "How do I know I can even trust you?" The pain in his arm was slowly showing himself, the bullet did simply graze his arm. Though it would need to be attended to, left to long without cleaning or bandaging could result in the wound getting worse, or infection. "Or that this isn't a dream?" This was about the time his eyes caught sight of Su. His head tilted to the side in confusion upon seeing the apparently young woman. Blinking a few times to make sure he isn't imagining it, he notices she is still there. However he doesn't approach, simply waits for Gwen's response.

[AngelWing]

Gwenhara

Gwen gritted his teeth. Even after years of living with humans, their stubbornness still drove him to near insanity. "One: there is no way this is a dream. In a dream, I'm pretty sure I'd still have both eyes. Two: one thing to count on-always-with demons is that we don't lie. We're harsh with the truths we know. And three: when that arm starts hurting, even you can't deny how real this is."
He glanced around himself, however, and added, "Even though I have no idea where we are..." He noticed a female not to far off, though he was rather certain by the scent that she wasn't human. He couldn't tell what she was from here, but not human for sure.
He looked back at the human, waiting. Humans were a stubborn lot-they wouldn't have survived otherwise. Gwen just hated that aspect of them because they often argued to the point of death, if death was an applicable conclusion. Take what you see as truth until something else becomes truth instead-that was how Gwenhara looked at things and always would.
"Now come on-it won't hurt any worse if you let me fix it. Grazed or a through-and-through, both can make you lose that arm eventually. And I may be a demon, but I can't fix that."

[Storm]

Su continues to cast her view upon the two upon this strange field. One thing for certain, both new entrants upon this field are unknown to her. As the two continue to converse, she slowly starts to approach certain that for the least, the demon would not be mislead to believe she is a mere harmless woman. Her tone soft and soothing
"Good gentlemen, I have no idea what has just happened however I believe our first order of business is introduction..." a slight giggle escapes her lips "...aside from you letting wingie take care of your injury." looking toward Seth noticing the blood flow. Resuming her soft tone "My name is Su Lin, Su Lin Mok, and what names do these hansom gentlemen before me have?" Yes, first order of business, set the appearance of a sweet girl, gauge their reactions, gain their trust as it would be helpful should one or both need to fall.

For now she will intensely focus upon their every mannerism, gestures and voice tone to try and assess how they view her. Do they trust her, is there deception within their words and how they act? She is certain she would be able to pick up on these deceptions from the man before her, yet it may be a little more of a challenge noticing any deception the demon may portray.

[Ishnorb]

~Seth~

Seth merely sighed, his expression looking not at all enthused. He raises the injured arm as far as possible indicating to go ahead and heal it. His attention was more on Su as she made her introduction. "Why hello beautiful......Seth's the name, bounty hunting's my game." His vision went to Gwhen. "Hate to say it. But you know nothing of my perception of reality." Taking out a pack of smokes, he removes one of his cigarettes and puts it into his mouth, proceeding to ignite it with his lighter. After a large drag is taken, lighter & pack of smokes are stashed back onto his person. Exhaling the smoke from his lungs he continues speaking. "With how many times faced death.....I simply keep on going to seek out if I'm truly alive after-all."

[AngelWing]

Gwenhara

Gwenhara rolled his eyes at the male, walking forward and lifting the injured arm lightly. Humans didn't heal quickly-demons did. Pain was one thing, but transferring wounds was another. Gwen had only just begun practicing that talent, and while major wounds were usually a no, minor ones like this were different. Most demons with the ability to transfer pain could also transfer wounds, that was what drove him to learn. But he was no where near good enough to transfer life-threatening wounds-not without killing himself. If my master saw me now.
He shook his head, putting his palm over the wound and letting his magic do it's work. The wound, after a minute, sealed over and he removed his hand, looking at his own bleeding arm now and digging some spare fabric from his pocket. It would take a few hours, but the wound would be gone eventually-until then, he wrapped it tight and flexed his arm to test it.
"Your perspective of reality isn't too far off, but you're not dead. Trust me-I've seen dead and the dead are nothing like you."
Gwenhara looked at the woman as she came up, keeping himself relaxed as her scent hit him again, stronger now. He recognized it, but he couldn't place it yet. Best to play the at ease demon than the apprehensive one for now. Let her think that he was as oblivious as the human. Wouldn't be hard-most demons lost their touch when on the human world for more than ten years. He'd been there for much, much longer. "Name's Gwenhara-Gwen for short. Been stuck on the human plane for a hundred plus years."
He rolled his shoulder and looked around again. Still didn't have a clue as to where he was, and that worried him to some extent. But, wherever this was, his pursuer hadn't been able to follow. He'd live a little longer at least. He looked back at the woman, "His blood tells me he's human, I'm a demon, what're you? I haven't been able to distinguish scents for years now." An easy lie, and he wanted to see if she'd reply with one in kind. He knew she wasn't human; but she didn't know he knew.

[Storm]

Focusing her eyes toward Seth offering a soft smile "Flatter ... I like that. Bounty hunter you say, imagine that, that is my gig too." her nose slightly wrinkles looking at the cig "...sweetie, you know those things will kill ya, and get you all wrinkly too soon." offering a playful wink.

Her focus then focuses toward Gwen. Her gaze unchanged though thoughts of how strong a demon before her Gwen happens to be. Her soft smile and chocolate browns look upon him giving as best an inviting appearance while she processes his words. 'what're you' reveals at a minimum that he may have some concept on exactly what she is yet he has not revealed this nor can she sense anything in his actions or facial features. Reading this one will definitely be more of a challenge than she has faces in at least several decades.

Offering almost a playful giggle "Have not been able to distinguish scents for years? Way bad as you will not appreciate my awesome perfume. What am I?" Takes a moment to run her fingers through her silky black hair offering in an amusing tone "Well, I've never been considered a what before, suppose this is a first for me, peeps who know me will tell ya I am a total sweetheart." Yes, she will tread carefully with this demon, at least till she can learn more of him. True, she avoided answering directly, now waits to see should Gwen inquire further.

[Ishnorb]

~Seth~

Seth took another drag of his cigarette as he looked at their surroundings, this process taking several minutes, while several more drags are taken. Finally after doing a complete scan of the area, Seth decides to speak. "Introductions are swell and all. But not only am I out fifteen million...... I have absolutely no clue how to get back....." Not really paying attention to them, more as their surroundings, Seth seemed as though he was searching for something. "So one of you two either decide on a direction." Taking the last drag of his cigarette, it reaches its end, so he properly extinguishes it. "Ooooooorrr.....i'm going to start walking." Naturally in his home realm, Seth wouldn't of stuck around long enough to say he was out fifteen million. However their guess was as good if not better then his own. So went on a limb and waited to see the outcome.