In the Dead of the Night

[@Pokemon Master Red]

A girl portaled onto the surface of the planet, followed by two guys. Their sense of style was quite...Different from the norms of this world. The girl wore a revealing blue skirt with a red-and-black striped undershirt over her pale, pale skin, and her red hair was worn down with a hairclip in the shape of some insignia, maybe? Any case, her first lacky wore a plain pair of camo pants, along with a camo jacket over a shirt bearing the same unknown insignia, and his own hair was unkempt. Actually, thats incorrect...If you looked closely, you might discover that he just has absolutely no ability to work a comb or brush. In any case, that brings us to her second cohort, who wore...Black. Black pants with a chain attached, a black denim jacket over a black shirt(also bearing the same insignia, in white on the bpack of his shirt), his hair was dyed black and part of it wore over one of his eyes, the rest of his hair wore further and longer than his boss. He also had about...Well, looking at his face you'd probably guess at least twenty piercings alone. To put it short, he looked like a emo. One thing that might be noticed for them in commoj, other than that emblem, were their eyes...Catlike, with vertical slits for pupils, and their incisor teeth...Long and sharp as a blade.

"Bleh...I hate going to these low-tech mortal planets. Probably cant even get a signal out here."
"My god. Do you do ANYTHING other than complain, you self-centered parasite!? You've been droning on about the phone ever since we got to the tower. If you didn't want this job so much, hell, why'd you even take it!?"
"Tch, voluntary for you maybe, soldier boy. Im only here to work off some 'community service' shit. Of course I get latched with the one group headed to seed a Coven in what must be the least developed backwater planet this side of Kalak."
"...First off, we're in Saeculum. And secondly, community service? Seriously? Im betting you're working off a incarceration if they sent you with us. The hell'd you even do?"
"Nothing! Well, nothing worth THIS shit, anyways. So I Dominated a couple Blood Slaves for my own, ah, personal use. Why the hell's it a crime to use mortals for whatever we want, anyways?"
"Because Lord Jeremiah decreed it unethical. And as followers of His Coven, we obey our Lord, or face our consequences of these actions. Is that understood, dhampyr?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Mrs. Kissass. And watch it on the slurs. You may be a pureblood Immortal, but you ain't exactly a Grand Duultok yet."
"Can I kill him? Please? Emo's starting to piss me off."
"I wish, but as much as Im loathe to say, Dhampyrs ARE powerhouses. Just make sure he doesn't get a sunburn from being out in the moon too long."


Really, there was a bit more bickering amongst the members of the group, but you get the idea for now. In any case, they moved on from their now-collapsed portal, and set out in the night to find a village nearby, just generally a place to stay for the coming days.

[UnStellar]

As they walked through the thick woods, they would feel like they were being watched. And though they could have sworn they saw a village just in the distance, it seemed to vanish. As they continued to walk on, they'd actually find themselves deeper and deeper into the woods. They hear things scampering off just before they could them, things shifting in the tress and the leaves. Every once and a while and owl would hoot, and a bird would shoot over head.
 And through it all, they would feel the strangest thing; the hair on the backs of their necks would stand up. They were being watched, for one thing. But there was a magical feeling in the air, as they breathed they would feel it in their blood stream. It was very exciting, but also a bit terrifying. Adrenaline and endorphins would be mixing, And they wouldn't know whether to be anxious or terrified.

Autumnavia was casting her own spells on these outsiders.