Midnight Munchies Apr 19, 2007 15:55:10 GMT -5
Post by Tristan Knightrhode on Apr 19, 2007 15:55:10 GMT -5
OOC: What torm said...more or less. >.>
Tristan had gone through the same briefing as Tormaigh...though at a different time. Some how the academy had been informed of the destination set to the four original students shortly after the Irishman departed. As such, Tristan was now hovering over New York City with a GPS device in hand that showed the destination in the northeast area of Coney Island.
The hunter had arrived at the city about the same time as Torm did, mostly because Igneus had a new medium sized form and could teleport him there without revealing himself.
The two came in low off of the water, soaring at insane speeds, and pulled off into an alley way before any one saw them. There was small bang as the dragon transformed once again into his smallest form. [Right...Tracers are screwed if they get here...so we're on our own. You'll have to hide in my coat around the regulars.] Tristan communicated mentally. Igneus simply crawled into the inside of his partners coat and into a large pocket in response.
Tristan's blade was wrapped up in a gray cloth, and slung over his back, which wouldn't look much out of place with the rest of the oddities of the city. Would it get a couple of glances? Yes. Would it attract too much attention? No. [Now...First things first....We have to find the other students. Can you get a bead on Torm with your mind?] Tristan asked of his hidden partner.
A few seconds later, Sort of...It's faint but he's to the south west. "Right..." And Tristan took off at a determined walk. He used the GPS in his armored hand to see which way was southwest.
After a few minutes, he took to another alley and began to run, full blast. When ever he wouldn't be seen, he was running, els walking that same determined stride. He came a corner, relying on Igneus' mental directions, when a chopper buzzed over head. "Great...I knew they'd been discovered, at least partly, but I didn't know they had choppers out on their asses."
A couple of minutes after that, the hunter would run into Torm along a street. "Torm." Tristan would call out to the man, "What's the damage so far?" That was the first of a few questions the Crusnik had. He had to be careful incase someone was listening...Detail wise.