-={The Fourth Wall}=-

"Тханк ые." he smiled.

Ciel smiled at the Russian, though he was a stranger to her... and of course, vice versa.

She sat down, waiting for her temperature to regulate.

Neyix was walking in the snow for some time, her magic was gone and she couldn't warm herself with magic. She fell into the snow, cold, tired, hungry. She soon fell asleep.

The russian man was making some tea. He was humming a tune.

Ciel was still trying to warm up... she would try channelling energy through her system to regulate her temperature, though this ability had been lost.

The man came back with tea. He offered Ciel some tea.

Ciel happily accepted the tea, smiling at the man.

The man sat nex tto Ciel. "English? Or no?" he asked.

"Hmm? Oh, English... my Russian is a bit rusty, I only know enough to get by." Ciel admitted, before taking a drink of her tea.

"Is good." he replied. He took a sip of his tea.

Ciel smiled warmly at the man... she was happy to know that someone in this world cared for her. Well, besides her friends, at least.

"Have you seen tha building crumble?" he asked. calmly.

"Yes, I believe I did spot a decrepit building in the distance... do you know about it?" Ciel asked calmly.

"In fact, yah. Headquarters of The Organization." he spoke, now in a serious tone.

"The Organization...?" Ciel asked, wondering if he was referring to the OmegaCorp Mercenary Organization.

(Which it's probably not.)

"Ya know that thing that tried ta kill ye?" he asked her, because he watched.

"No idea." Ciel replied.

"It is one of ya. Shot, killed, reborn undead, killed again, they're part of The Organization. They're all after us. They want you." he explained.

"Th-that's horrible! I can't imagine anyone who would cause these people to suffer like this...!" Ciel said, somewhat losing control of her emotions.

He showed a 100. Calibur bullet. "But they have not seen the true power of a boolet." he smiled.

(Heavy approves.)

"Heh, true." Ciel said, regaining her confidence.

(Jan told me to introduce Katherine in 1 page's time.)

(Fair enough.)

Scizo and Dante were both left on their own, glaring at each other just after the last hybrid fell. They gave each other a quick growl before they turned their backs on each other, Scizo slipping her guns back into the holsters and the spikes in Dante's wrists sinking back into his skin.
"... Now what are we gonna do?" She asked, crossing her arms.
"Look for some kind of civilisation - we need to find out where we are." He replied, cracking his knuckles before walking off. Scizo briefly looked round and quickly caught up with him.
"Don't think you're leaving me alone." She snapped.

"Now, there's some hybrid's still out there remaining. How will you survive without a weapon...?" he smirked. "Come with me." as he got up and started walking towards a cupboard.

Ciel followed the man, curiously.