[Jaden Wolf]

Oblivion (Livi) (click name for Human)

A female tali in her human state wandered through the busy streets of Lamenolai, watching those around her with an intense curiosity. Many people noticed this and although she did not realize it, they were giving her more space than usual. Yet, how could she know it if she had never been in a crowd before. This entire setting was unfamiliar, much different than the dark, nearly solitary world she was raised in. At the same time, while surrounded by moving bodies and other objects (like what one would call a cart), she felt that there were not enough people. Although solitary as her world may be, she liked the feeling of a million consciousnesses brushing against her own, unifying into one mind. This thing called individuality confused her. What was this world about? She longed to know, as she watched those around her. Was it a...good place? She saw a thing called "kindness" when someone helped another up off the ground. She saw a thing called "love" when a mother comforting her crying child, or a couple holding hands. Yet...in the shadows she saw homeless beggars, children carrying food as they ran from angry vendors, and the occasional fight in an alley. She wondered what any of these people would say about their world. Suddenly, she stopped, gaining a few words she did not recognize from someone behind her, and as she turned to ask what they had said, received a rather...rough shove.

[Azura Rayume]

Any more observant passer-by would have thought him odd for his pose and thick black cloak. In truth, he looked like a rather large crow with the way he had perched himself on a building corner with the edges of his cloak trailing down the wall. Emanx probably would have liked that comparison as well. After all, the kinds of people he was looking for would be considered carrion by anyone who could spot them. They were like him; they shouldn't exist.

The threat that had created him was far gone and his organization had left him, but that didn't mean he was about to give up on his vision of his new world. He just needed to find a new way. And to do that, he needed a group again. He needed to find more creatures such as himself and fast.

So he had found a large population base and moved in. He had been scouring the populous for the past week to no avail. This was going to be his last day here; he hated wasting time and effort if he wasn't about to find what he wanted. His pale eyes scanned the crowd one more time, then smirked. He found one.

In one swift movement, he was one the pavement, the breeze created by his cloak ruffling the clothing of a few bystanders. He disregarded the glances he received, booted feet carrying him toward the figure he had seen from above. He could sense the dark aura radiating from her and smiled to himself. This could be a wonderful restart to his plans.

[Jaden Wolf]

The girl watched the man who had shoved her storm off in a rage. Were all creatures of this world so...irritable? Slowly, she looked around, hardly noticing the looks people gave her. Then her eyes alighted on a male figure walking towards her. He was wearing a cloak of black and large boots...in short, clothes she had not seen in this world so far. She stood watching him as he approached, not bothering to move for the people walking past. As the man approached, her...other senses picked up on something else...strange about him. Something she could not quite place. Probably because she was not yet in tune with those senses. She never had any need of them among her own kind. Only three things she was sure of. One, he was definitely not one of the people "normal" to this world. Two, he was not one of her own...species, if you may...an actual Shadow. Weather or not he came from one of the worlds of Shadows, he was still not one of her people. The third fact was...he had some business with her. When he was close, she stepped forward, tilting her neck a bit because of her miniscule size to look up at him.
"Hello. That...is the proper greeting, correct? You wish to...speak with me?" she asked, in a soft voice, just audible over the noise of the street. Her soft violet eyes did not look away, or even blink as she awaited a response, ignoring the sounds around her. To the occasional person she had attempted communication with, it seemed like that gaze blocked out the surroundings with its intensity, making it seem like there was no one else but them.

[Azura Rayume]

Emanx smiled down at the girl, his expression intentionally soft. Best not to frighten off perspective assistants before he even got a name. It had been so long since he had had to try to convince someone to join him than he feared he was out of practice, so he would have to try much more with this girl than he would have liked. Such troubles... Would they never cease to plague him?

"Yes," he said kindly, "'Hello' is one of the proper greetings for this world. And, yes again, I would like to speak with you." He had been slightly surprised that she had picked up on his intentions, but some of the other Organization members had been almost as keen when it came to others emotions. He supposed she was simply perceptive when it came to such matters. Best to test that ability a bit. Just to see how far it reached.

"Do you have any idea why I would want to meet you?"

[Jaden Wolf]

Oblivion, dear girl, did not quite understand the soft expression that the man (intentionally) wore. However, she knew that some how, some way, it did please her a bit. She somehow knew that it wasn't necessarily honest, but appreciated it nonetheless. After he replied to her questions, she blinked in acknowledgement. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards ever so faintly, it seemed like a ghost of a smile, needing a second glance to ensure it was really there. The only comparison that could really be made was to a foreign concept she did not know - the Mona Lisa. Again sensing something, she noticed that he seemed to want to know how it was she knew of his intention or at least, if he already knew to some extent, how much she was able to sense.
Upon noticing that intent, she heard him ask her a question. She blinked again, tilting her head ever so slightly. She was able to understand whatever information that sense told her of, but never having used it before, she was unsure as to how she should go about using it. She concentrated on that part of her mind she felt that sense come from, an action that was only visible by a slight crease in her brow. Then suddenly came the information she was looking for...to some extent. The crease faded and the ghostly smile returned with a blink of her eyes.
"You have some intent, possibly for this world, and you wish for my...assistance...of some sort? It is unclear what it is that you want, and what you are aiming for and why, but I am certain that you wish me to play some part. Am I correct in this?"

[Azura Rayume]

Emanx couldn't help but be pleased. "Very good!" he said emphatically, his smile taking on a bit more of his typical smirk. "You're a very clever girl." He had enjoyed the expressions she made, however minute, as she reasoned through how to tap into that almost psychic ability that was typically granted to those born of darkness. She had been unable to find everything, but she had hit the point he had hoped she would find.

He marveled at how oblivious the young girl seemed to be of the workings of this world. He understood her being a little out of the loop, but she was beyond confused. She was completely lost. She reminded him of a blond boy he had found wandering alone one day... No, no. Best not to go there. Don't think about the group who had left him.

"What I want is nothing much," he explained, trying his best to keep the smirk from his tan face. "I want a place where people like the two of us can be called normal."

[Jaden Wolf]

The girl's smile twitched higher for a moment in appreciation for the compliment the man gave her. She could sense that he was pleased, but did not have any wish to push further into the reason. Even if she was not yet used to her abilities, she did know that not everything must be found out. Even when she was one of many, secrets still existed, and solitary lives were common. She would not press into every thought she could gather from this man...it was not proper for this world, it seemed. When the man spoke again, she broke eye contact for a moment, thinking. A place where people like the two of us can be called normal...? She did not grasp this concept fully, since she figured that home worlds existed for that purpose.
A small commotion arose around a nearby alley, and her gaze flicked over to see two men fighting. Her senses told her that they were fighting because they were different. It seemed a trivial thing, and Livi's eyes shifted briefly, narrowing at the men. Perhaps there were many people like her and this man here...people who, also like her, could not return to their worlds or perhaps, had no home world. People therefore forced to put up with and conform to thoughts and lifestyles that were not their own. Anyone in this world who could not do so suffered at the hands of such people like the two men. Returning her gaze to the man, she inclined her head.
"It is a good thing, correct? Such a world...where those like us, who do not belong...can belong? I do not know what it is you wish for me to do, but I have no objection to offering whatever help I can."

[Azura Rayume]

Well, her barriers hadn't been much of a challenge. Come to think of it, she hadn't really had much by way of barriers at all. She seemed a bit confused, but that would be remedied easily enough. He could feed her the information he wanted her to know and leave out the parts about taking heart so his would could truly be one with the network he had seen. His mission to create his own Heart of the Worlds had ended in horrible failure and rejection from the central power that could make him whole again.

After a moment, he realized he was dwelling on that which he could not fix. He returned his attention to the girl, still smiling though the gears in his mind turned furiously fast. "Yes, of course it will be a good thing." he said, kind as ever. He would stay that way, too, so long as she helped him. "You see, it's never good to not belong. People can tell that we're different and have attacked our kind in the past, myself included. Since humans are so unwilling to accept what the find out of the ordinary, the best thing that we can do is find a place where we can belong. Or create one.

"What I need your help with is rather simple: I need to find more of us. I know there are a few out there, but the ones I know of left me a while ago. I need a base of people to help me in my endeavors, and I would like your help in finding those people."

[Jaden Wolf]

Oblivion watched the man in vague curiosity as he seemed to get lost in his thoughts. He came back to attention quickly, though, and she listened quietly to what he had to say. Occasionally giving a slight nod as he spoke, she briefly noticed the use of the phrase "our kind" and wondered if he was misunderstanding what she was...then simply filed it away as meaning "us outcasts". Continuing to listen, she nodded again and frowned slightly, just as much a ghostly expression as her smile was. The only people like her she knew were her actual kind, part of the same world she had come from...the world of Darkness. However, those "people" were more on the dangerous side, not caring a thing about anyone else, or on occasion when they did, they were still just as likely to betray you as they were to help. She knew, she too was supposed to be like that, but she did not understand their reasons, and had abandoned those common traits of her people.

She had no problem with assisting the man, but not knowing this world or, for the most part, how it worked...how was she to help him find others like them? She did know, of course, that her "special" sense could help with the locating of those people, but what she did not know was what she was looking for in them. Looking up at the man, she blinked.
"I will help you, however I am unsure as to how I go about doing so."

[Azura Rayume]

"Just use your senses, my girl!" Emanx sounded more like a doting father than a controlling mastermind, but that was well intended. He could hide himself from this girl easily enough so as to make the tone seem real. He didn't consider her weak- quite the contrary actually- but simply naive as to the world around her. He could have fun with someone as oblivious as this one seemed to be.

"You can find others of darkness by sense alone, that much I can tell. You wouldn't have taken much notice of me otherwise, would you?" The question seemed a bit odd, considering the looks he received from passers-by for his black long coat and spiked white hair. "And I realized that I failed to catch your name, young one. Would you mind telling me?"