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Alastor watches the exchange, impressed with the quality of the bag, given their location. Try as he might, he couldn't help but to crack a smile at seeing Raven so eager to try it on.

"Well that oughta help yer out. Expertly done, Julesy!"

"Very well then," the Kylarion's voice says.

The elevator goes down further, eventually leading to a half-transparent shaft that lets them see out over the hanger.

There are three large pads, two of which are occupied. The one to thei left has a sleek, sky-blue vessel on it, with a simple but elegant bullet-shaped hull. The middle has a more decorated vessel, silvery white with golden inlays, and shaped almost like a falcon in a steep dive, with sharp, swept-back wings and an elegant fuselage. The one to their right is empty, but one of the fox-like creatures, wearing an unusual looking suit of slim-fitting black armour. A circle appears on the elevator's wall, indicating them.

"Please go talk to that security officer. The covert shuttle will be returning shortly, and then you will be returned to the surface," their host's disembodied voice instructs.

She adjusts it to fit puuurfectly so it wont hurt. "There we are. It's made and fitted just for you." She smiles and her heart skips a little when Raven places it in her hand. No one really trusts her so it was a nice change. Her smile grows warmer with each second. "It would be an honor to place this in your catpack." She gently puts it in.

She looks at Alastor and bows. "What can I say? Go big or go home right?" She chuckles and lightly scratches under Ravens chin. "I hope you like it, and that it helps." She cant stop smiling.

"Uh...Okay."

Drake watches the woods brush by them through tired, baggy eyes. It's been a long day. He tries to recall everything that went down since...when? Yesterday morning? Just this morning? No, wait, now it's the morning. Maybe. Can't tell. Just tired. Regardless, he manages to piece together a fairly cohesive timeline of the events leading up to this moment.

The warning.

The fight.

The deal.

Another fight, ending in a fiery explosion. I wonder if those people got out alright... He stops there, and looks down and turns over his hand, the one Jules had hit. His tired brain shudders with anger, and memory of the pain. There are more than a few reasons he hopes she's alright, some more selfish than others.

Eh, demons are tough. Hell, probably fireproof.

Eventually they hit a break in the woods and cross into a long stretch of fields. Ahead lie the sparkling lights of the coastal town. He reaches around and snaps his fingers in front of Victi's snout. "Hey, wake up."

Raven leans into the gentle scratch, purring and smiling lazily. Closing her eyes, she finds she has difficulty opening them again, so she leaves them closed. And slowly, very slowly, she sinks onto the ground, exhausted.

"Hey," she says, her speech slurring with weariness, "You guysss...you are as tired as I am, right?"

She makes a weird little snort as she jerks awake, before focusing enough to drive to the nearest inn.

After tucking her ride in an alley nearby, she'll lead the way around to the entrance, hoping they'll still be let in at this time of night. All she wanted was a meal and a rest.

The door to the inn is unlocked. The bar, nearly empty and its few residents quiet. This isn't the same seedy tavern as the one Victi and Drake visited earlier. Most of its patrons are fairly honest men grabbing one last drink or, like them, simply looking for a hot meal and a warm bed before hitting the road again come morning.

The barkeep greets them at the counter with a tired smile. "Hallo, what can I do for ye?"

Drake's ears perk up at a friendly greeting. "Evening! You don't happen to serve food here, do you?"

The keep scratches his bearded chin before answering. "I could heat something up for ye two, provided you have coin." He squints a little, studying their slack faces. "Ye look weary, too. We have a two-bed room available upstairs if ye looking to spend the night. Again, provided ye have coin."

"A little but if you're tired I can carry you. You can take a little cat nap." She chuckles as she pets her softly.

She opens her eyes long enough to study the others, trying to read their intentions.

While she still can’t shake the feeling good ol’ Alastor’s got ulterior motives, she reads nothing but the best intentions in Jules. She responds to the demon’s offer with a smile and little nod.

”Sure.”

Granted, Raven’d say yes even if Jules was obviously hiding a dagger behind her back and grinning like an evil maniac. She’s just. So. Tired.

Adriannu looked rather confused by Lisa's reaction to her decision as the woman struggled to say her name. Lisa then lowered herself to be eye level with her and the child noticed that she was crying. However before she could say anything about it, the Cathera was suddenly embraced by the Chimera. For a moment, Adriannu was too stunned to react, but quickly recovered and started to struggle...but only briefly. For she was soon caught up in how nice it felt to be hugged after having gone so long without one. As such, she slowly lifted her arms and hugged Lisa back, just enjoying the soft affectionate touch of another person, even if she still wasn't completely sold on the Chimera just yet.

As they let go, she heard her whisper thank you to her which the girl nodded at before heading into the elevator after her. Once again, Adriannu was enthralled with the lift and especially the sight of the hanger below them. Her eyes were wonder with wonder and she even let out an astonished "Ooohhh" at the ships there. Upon reaching the bottom, she listened to Kylarion's voice instructing them to talk to the fox like security officer. So naturally she approached him and said. "Kylarion said we should talk to you about getting back to the surface!" This was said with all of the decorum typically possessed by a wild forest living child which was to say none at all.

The officer's is completely unreadable behind their shiny black visor, but they nod, reach into a pocket or compartment in their equipment, and present Adriannu with her recovered daggers.

Following that, they gesture for the two to follow them to a group of boxes, where the vulpine sits down, waiting.

"Two meals, warm, hopefully involving meat or fish, and the room," Victi says tiredly, pulling a (much smaller) bag of coin from one of her tails, "How much for that?"

After the payment is agreed upon and she's payed, which takes most of the contents of the bag, she mutters her sleepy, hungry thanks, slides the purse back into her fluff, and rests her head on the bar, staring blankly.

Jules' eyes practically light up as she bends down and picks her up. She cradles her in the nook of her elbow and gently pets her. It felt like she has done this before. She gently begins to rock subconsciously. She begins to hum a soft lullaby. She looked very gentle and caring as she smiles warmly. "Sleep well little adventurer." She says softly.

Alastor crossed his arms, growing slightly concerned. "Alright, Raven's got 'er bag, Jules has got her new friend, and Neo's awake and alive. What's uhh... what's the plan right now? Got to admit, feel like we've taken more steps back than we have forward. We're still sittin' ducks right now."

"I got one...but I think you're not going to like it...Ever heard of the 'Lost Continent?'"Neo said as he stood up

"Well we have many paths to take. Help Neo with his angel demon stuff, help Raven find her group, or go find your friend you were mentioning earlier. Those are the top 3 I can think of that take priority over other ideas. However if you feel as though there is another path I have forgotten I am all ears. And technically speaking, just as you can summon a demon, you can summon an angel with the right kind of stuff and symbols. So I suppose I can help Neo wherever we go. I just need some ingredients. Regardless, I think maybe we should track her group or ho to your bud." She says matter of factly as she tries to talk softly.

"The Lost Continent ? Sounds somewhat familiar but I cant say I do." She tilts her head.

Raven yawns and curls up in Jules's arms, turning from cat into a faceless puff of black in seconds. She purrs quietly for minutes, then with a tired sigh, her breath slows into a steady rhythm of sleep.

She might as well be dead for the ensuing conversation, her ears only twitching a little should one of them raise their voice, or if Jules speaks up suddenly.

Drake slouches over the bar, resting his head in his hands. His gaze lazily drifts over to Victi laying her head on the table, who stares off into space like the rest of the world just isn't there. Then he closes his eyes, and his head sloooowly sinks toward the table until he passes out.

After a thankfully reasonable wait, the keep slides two dishes topped with broiled fish and vegetables in front of the exhausted hunters. The clatter of the plate against the countertop and the appetizing scent wafting from the hot meal jolts Drake awake and plasters a huge, eager grin on his face.

"Why thank you very much!" He pulls one of the plates in front of him and digs in.

Victi only nods her thanks before digging in, and proceeding through her food alarmingly quickly. As soon as she's done, regardless of if Drake is or not, she'll make the shortly-worded request of "room key," and head upstairs as soon as she gets it, giving Drake a hardly-reassuring, mumbled, "I won't lock" as she goes.