Silence of the lambs... (Hierarchy and rebels)

[Lien Cato]

(OOC: I know, I know... too short...)

Lien looked up, the sky was still a deep dark blue. It was still too early in the morning but the other 3 and her agreed to meet at the city outskirts before dawn. She had just arrived, but there was no sign of the others. The girl just sighed and sat down on a lonely log.

She looked around. The breeze moved the high grass around her and all the sounds she could perceive were only nature. It was too calm, at least it was too calm for her, used to battle yells and the sound of iron against iron, encantations and energy. It was weird being in a place so... quiet, like this one. But it was nice at the same time, it was relaxing. She gave a very very little smile and then returned to her usual cold expression.

Lien kept waiting for the other to arrive, but meanwhile she also kept thinking about how they would have to work in order to survive... the 4 of them. She was just not ready to die yet, mostly because she was the youngest and perhaps weakest member of the group... and also the only girl. She grinned, this day was definitely going to be funny.

[Kite Aomori]

Kite walked the cold dirt trail towards the forest. He took his time. Each stride was slow, precise, in the middle of the trail. Kite looked up the dark blue sky still showed a few stars. Not many, but that made sense. The morning worked that way after all. Hiding each star, leaving ones behind until they caught up. He continued to walk the trail until he made sight of Lien.

Kite was in his hierarchy uniform. However, Kite abided by the rules of the mission. He had no weapons and he didn’t plan on talking to the others. Kite figured if anyone was going to talk, it would be Chazz, but he might hold himself for this mission. Kite didn’t talk much as it was. He didn’t communicate well. Silent, stealthy, that was the way he was. Try not to speak unless spoken to. That is what he believed. It wasn’t just that though. Something felt as though it was keeping him quiet. Scared to talk possibly? He didn’t know.

Kite nodded to Lien, signaling that he knew she was there, a type of hello. He turned his eyes toward the forest. It was going to be one hell of a mission. Possible bloodshed seemed likely. Kite liked blood. He liked the color the smell and the look of the liquid. But there was something about it. He couldn’t just touch it. It could be splattered on him and he wouldn’t care, but touching it with his hands freaked him out.

Kite would be the one bringing them through the forest. He would have to watch them, make sure everyone was all right. Vergil would help as well, but he, along with the others, didn’t know the forest as well as Kite. That was the real trick.

[Chazz Lorenzo]

"Alright! Let's get this party started!"

Laughing loudly, Chazz walked up from Lien's left, a broad smile on his face. He'd already forgotten the no-talking rule, it seemed, but even if he'd remembered it wouldn't have stopped him. There was no point in the stupid rule; the Hierarchy all knew how to be stealthy, such an order would just make things overly difficult. Dressed in his Hierarchy uniform, at least Chazz had managed to have the foresight to leave the Murasame at home, though a small pouch of razor blades still hung from his belt.

"Wait... where's Vergil?"

It didn't strike Chazz as odd that his compatriots weren't speaking before he arrived, and should they have responded to his first comment, he wouldn't have noticed anyway. The youngest Lorenzo was so used to simply listening to himself talk, others' silence didn't usually interest him.