[[Sock: *Drops box on Alyx's head and walks away*]]

“ . . .” He was trying to remain calm. Really. He wanted to hurt and apologize to the “boy” at the same time. Why did crying always make him feel so bad? A boy his age should man up and not cry like a fragile girl! In public no less! But he couldn’t help but feel guilty, even though he didn’t do anything wrong. “Stop it. Get off me.” Sock wasn’t going to cave in yet, however, and he toed at Alyx with the tip of his boot, trying to nudge him off. 

People were asking him questions, and he merely shrugged, and didn’t respond to them. “You are an overreacting stupid.” Sock told Alyx. He would pry him off, but he didn’t want to touch him. Unless he was touching him repeatedly in the face with his fist. But it was too much for him to take, and so his voice dropped down into a pleading, almost whiny tone. “I already said I would go, so please stop!” 

(( Aww. You're so mean.))

Alyx sniffled and scooted back, stading up and giving a wet smile. "Okay, Sock. I just didn't want you to die or your legs and arms to be torn off." He wiped his large, wet eyes, and turned, the tears gone and a slight smile on his face. Ducking into the alley, he returned to his normal form, his red hair hanging in his eyes, so he took out a small clips and pinned the long bangs back. "Sorry, Sock, but it works every time." He smiled slightly, turning Socks hair back to it's normal state. "If you got picked up, I'd have an even harder time getting Neil to come. Oh yeah, this is Recca." Alyx added, pointing to Recca next to him.

[[Neil going anywhere regardless of who is on the team = nigh impossible. May be able to lure him out of hiding and into a non-frightened state of mind by bribing him with a limited edition hard cover. And some cocoa.

And sorry Night if we're ruining your plans to expand your post... by posting. Is it writers block or are ya just busy?]]

How grim. You shouldn’t here such things coming out of a childs mouth.  He didn’t want to imagine missing his legs or arms, and absently rubbed his arm- which resulted in the box almost toppling to the ground. And at this point... well, he wasn’t going to be taking it to the diner now, would he? He followed the transmogrifying man into the alley, and sat his box down against the wall of the building.  Sock grunted in response, a sour frown on his face. On the inside he was happy to have his hair back to normal.

“Picked up, by who, the "bad guys"? And what about Neil?" He asked, frown deepening. “What are you up to?” He turned away to give Recca his attention, and nodded slowly. “Hullo. I’m Sock. But you probably already know that if you’re his... accomp... accompolice?” He stared intently at the wall for a second. Something sounded off about that word. But he thought it was right. Sock nodded to himself.  Then he turned back to Alyx. Because he demanded answers! 

Sock clenched his fists, and his teeth as he stared at Mr. Fancy-Pants-Magician-... Guy. "Ya'know, if you weren't such an eccentric... stupid person, Neil wouldn'a poofed off like he did. Trying to "rescue" people by being a creep is a very poor... thing to do." He hadn't liked what he had said about "burial", too, and if anyone died he would blame Mr. Sai. He looked at Recca, or at least, the person who was Recca that was now... not, but still was Recca. How was he going to come out of this without being severly damaged? He was confused enough in the head as it was.

"I don't wanna be taller. You just said I'm a regular, don't go drawing attention to me. And how should I know? We weren't exactly "friends", okay? He's that weird nice guy that everyone likes, always does what he's told... real quiet, kept to himself..." Kinda the serial killer type, now that he thought about it. And how would they know which direction he went? If a library was in the direction of wherever Neil was heading, it would be quite possible to find him there... his life at risk or not. Neil was weird. Sock had no idea what he saw in those books he's always reading.

"I doubt he's the type to huddle around in his basement and wait for the enevitable, to answer your question. He seems more of the "run away" kind of person. I mean, he disappears... kinda obvious, I think. What's the quickest way out of this place? That's probably his first idea." Sock nodded, pleased with his keen thinking skills.

((Wow. Nice nickname Sock. You made my day with that, Gray.))

"That would be the trains, Sock." ALyx answered, then said in reply, "You know, I do need to change you a little so I won't be questioned as to what I'm doing with someone *censored*ociated with a saint, as I'm obviously not going out as Alyxander, right Sock?" Alyx took a much needed breath, then changed his own appearence to that of a rather ordinary teenaged boy, with light brown hair that reached to the middle of his back, and swiftly pulled it up into a hairtie, his skin darkening to a shade close to Recca's. "We should look related, right?"ALyx said, darkening Sock's skin as well, and making one eye a hazel color, and the other the same bright gold as the other boy's. "Please, let me change that rag you call hair, Sock." Alyx begged, his hair swinging around. While he talked, he removed his cloak to reaveal a white button down shirt, black jeans, and a bow tied at his neck. "You take the cloak Recca, it should fit." He added, tossing the cloth at Recca. "It just needs some adjustment, I'll change it back, Abraham." Alyx said, darting up and tugging on a lock of Sock's hair. "A nice dirty blonde or black possibly."

[[Aw, I'm glad. Sock is so much fun. He is so witty and smart. =D]] 

((Gyahaha! When I read that, I laughed so hard my mother asked me if I was having an asthma attack.))

"Not orange, olive, actually." Sai corrected withdrwaing his hands. "Black then." He nodded, watching Sock's hair sink into the depths of black, looking tempted to change it further but shaking his head. As a final touch, he pulled a pair of square glas.ses from his pocket and put them on smiling widely. His hair hadn't gottne any longer, actually, it had shortened to about buzz-cut length. "A little to short..." Alyx mused, tapping his chin with a few fingers. "And you know, if you keep it short Sock, it won't look like you have a drowned rat recovering on your head. Or, you know, you could brush it." He added with a small smile.

Walking out into the street, he turned and beckoned to the two in the alley. "Come on guys, we're going to be late!" His long ponytial whipped around as he looked back and forth. "We need to get going Mark." He beckoned to Recca.

OOC: I'm adding a new character. ^_^ Cause' I feel like it.  

Name|| Taika

Age|| 17

Gender|| Female

Gifted, human, Saint|| Human [or so she thinks]

Power|| Though she doesn’t know it, Taika can change people’s moods. It can be extremely powerful in some cases. However, since she doesn’t know she is Gifted at all.

Deion|| Taika is quite pretty. All the guys seem to fall head over heals for her. She is short for her age and stands at 5"2. Her skin complexion is very fair. She doesn't tan at all; she only gets sunburns. Her eyes are a shocking, deep blue that often catch people's eyes since they contrast her fair skin tone so much. Her hair is as black as a raven's wing and is very long and perfectly straight; it hangs at about her mid-back. She has a super curvy body figure. She wears a short black mini-skirt and a loose but form fitting black t-shirt over it. She wears knee-highs that are [you guessed it] black, and wears fancy school shoes. In other words, it's the typical anime character look.

Also, Taika wears dangly sterling silver dagger earrings. 

Personality|| I'll put a bit of Taika's personality here. ^_^ Taika, though she may not seem like it at first, is shy. She wears black [and only black], not because she's goth, but because she knows that she won't necessarily be stared at or teased if she wears black. It's a sensible colour that goes with everything. And she actually does kind of like it, anyways. Sometimes she'll come off as cold; mainly because she tries to hide herself behind a fake personality, and the other part being she has trouble socializing well. 

Oh yeah-- Taika hates heat. 

 History|| Zilch…

Other|| Notta 

[[I can only think that Sock would like Taika a lot. Haahah. The poor ugly doofus.]] 

Sock was just as disappointed with Recca's new name as Recca was. He followed after the two of them, hating every minute of it because he didn't like how he looked. He didn't want to know what his name was going to be. Probably just "Abraham" because he had made it clear how much he disliked the name. He decided to come up with something for Sai, and was stuck on whether to call him Darcy or Gertrude.

Neil had paid for his ticket, and was sitting inconspicuously on a bench inside the station. Twenty minutes until departure. He hated having to wait, but, there was nothing he could do. He watched the people for a few minutes, but the itch to grab a book finally took over and he ended up pulling one at random out of his bag. Rad just a little bit, maybe a few pages... he was completely out of the station after a few sentences. Now he was miles away, years ago. He was thinking, that if another boy started calling him "Daisy" for being so nice, he would absolutely not put up with it.

((Now I have to call him Darcy. Darcius, actually.))

Alyx walked down the streeet, waving kindly at pas.sing families, and reciving many smiles and waves in return. "What, Sock, are you moping about?" He turned back, brushing his fingers through his long brown hair. "And Mark, your other name is on the records. If I'm recorded saying it, we could get in a lot of trouble." He nearly collided with a tall, pretty girl, and leaned down, giving her a hug. "See you later, Heather." The girl smiled and waved, returning with, "You too, Darcius." Darcius laughed, turning back. "For you see, that is my name when I am like this." He explained, walking backwards. "I have several different names."

A woman carrying an armful of groceries and followed by a line of kids. Darcius trotted over and conversed with the woman, which ended in him dissapearing for a few minutes, then darting back with a pair of car keys. "Let's go, Sock." He smiled, tossing him the car keys. He smiled as he saw the girl that had bumped int ohim. "Why, hello." He smiled, brushing a few strands of loose hair back into his lwo ponytail. "I see you've met Sock and Mark, my younger brothers."

Abraham mumbled. He wasn't going to explain why he was moping. Darcius? Darcy? Sock wondered what his guessing meant... what was that sense thing? The sixth one? Huh. "I'm sure you do, Darcy." He said, somehow smug. In fact, he found that extremely funny, and grinned. The grin didn't last long, because someone bumped into him. He stared down at the pretty girl, and blinked. There was a moment of silence as he bent down to pick up the keys, which he failed to catch. "Younger?" He gave Alyx a shrewd look. Did he really look younger than him, really? People even thought Neil was older than he was... what was up with that. Maybe it was the old person hair.

Oh wait. The transmogrifying... right. 'Did he mess with my nose?' Sock wondered, raising a hand to scratch the said nose quizzically. "Um." Sock said, looking from "Mark" to "Darcy" and then back to the girl. "Excuse me?" He said, as an apology. "I wasn't paying attention." He stepped a bit away from her, as if to get out of her way. He wondered for a moment if Sai expected him to drive- he could drive, but, it was a bit odd for someone to trust him with something like that. Being able to do it was completely different from being able to do it well.