Who: Pulse Smith, Myrene Carnegie, Assiah Smith When: Halloween Where: New York and Saudi Desert Rating/Warnings: Violence, False Character Death (Only temporary!)
Assiah stopped reading from her perch on the sunny balcony when she felt a chill run over her. She looked out the window, scanning for what had tripped her senses, frown growing more and more. It had been over a year since she left the old world, no way this could be actually real... Digging out her Godbox and running a search. she lost precious moments in paralyzing panic when it actually produced results. Gigi, what the fuck is this?
Barely twenty minutes later, she was dressed in her Black Ops gear and concealing coat, gently dragging Pulse by the elbow through Myrene's spacious living room to her surprised friend. She let him go, crossed her arms and looked at two. "A situation has surfaced. I need both of you to stay here until it is handled. Is that understood?"