Methusel entered a huge subterranean room, it stretched out in all directions, far into the darkness. Several halogen light illuminated a small part of it, their hummings were the only noise save for the clacking of the animals feel on the cold stone.

There were many guards, all lined up at the base of the stairs. Methusel walked by them unhindered, but when the group arrived, they were halted buy them.

"No weapons." One said in a thick Russian accent. Crymson cocked an eyebrow.

"I think that our mounts are weapon enough." The man shook his head and motioned for them to dismount.

Emmeline cautiously slid off Midnight. She looked at Methusel and grudgingly inclined to his wishes. She took off her sword, bow and arrow and tossed her daggers onto a table.

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Kith was uneasy about relinquishing his weapons, and was about to disagree, until Rin shot him a warning glance. Grudgingly he removed his daggers, trying to be a secretive as possible to thier location.

Sorcha reluctantly dismounted and set her weapons against the wall.
<i>I don't like this.</i> Etain said to her.
<i>Neither do I,</i> she responded, <i>but what choice do we have?</i>

Crymson slid off of Dawnfire, landing on the ground silently. Morley leaped out fo his saddle bag and began to run around the area yelling. Several of th guards fired their guns, but misssed him.

"Hey!! Woah! Stop!" Crymson said as Morley ran to Elenya and hid behind her.

"Stop, leave him alone." Several of the guards glared at the small creature, their guns still pointed at Morely.

Crymson pulled out several daggers and pulled her sword out of its sheath, she took her longbow and arrows off of Dawnfire's saddle and gave them to a guard.

Sorcha quickly grabbed the little creature as it hid behind her, holding it to protect it against the bullets.
<i>You're too sentimental.</i> Etain told her, rolling his eyes. She just ignored him.

Still humming lightly, Rena dismounted Granit. She pulled out her twin swords, and her longbow plus arrows.(Which I had completely forgot she had...) She stopped humming when the guards started shooting at Morely. Now she glared at the guards as she set her weapons aside. It wasn't like Rena to glare, but she decided that these guards deserved no better...

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Methusel shifte slightly, his long dangerous looking claws calcking on the cold cement.

Soon everyone could discern a tall shape coming towards them, it seemed to radiate its own light, a pale green one that sent shivers up Crymson's spine.

The figure approached, its body was wrapped in silver cloth, that shimmered and rippled in the light.

"You have been caught trespassing over Russian air space. This is not allowed." His voice was like the crunching of ice, cold and heartless. Dawnfire drew back, surveying the person. He was at least 7 feet tall, you could see to blue eyes staring from the folds of cloth around his face.

Sorcha stared at the figure as it spoke, facinated by the glowing green light. She realized her hands were trembling, and clenched the cloth of her pants to try and still them.

(I just decided to revive this, since our one year anniversary is coming up, i thought it was a good idea to get it moving again)

"We will take you to our jail and torture you for the reason why your crossing our airspace, or you will tell us now, and you may pass freely."

"Rude. Making us choose one or the other, why not just let us pass, we have no wish to harm you or your country." Dawnfire said. Methusel made a threatening noise deep in his throat. The albino Dragon moved to stand beside the figure.

Kith glared at the man. Imprisonment and torture? Kith had been through it all, or at least somthing close enough. He dared the man to try to harm him. He'd see the power of Kith and Rin. For once, Rin agreed. They were on a mission. No daft giant would get in thier way. Rin nodded to Kith, who lept onto her back.

One of the guards shifted his weapon when Kith moved, his eyes flicking warily from Kith to Methusel's Rider.

"Hold." Was all The Rider said.

"Tell us about yourself, and we'll tell you why we're passing hamlessly across Russian airspace." Crymson said, watching the rest of the Chosen. Morley squeaked.

Emmeline surveyed the Rider with what appeared to be great intrest. If she was scared, she didn't let it show. Her horse shifted nervously beside her. Emmeline smiled a little at the part of 'jail and torture' as if it was a game she had to win.

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(i cannot believe i wrote hamlessly... *dies*)

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!

Congrats to everyone that made it this far! It's been a wild ride, and hopefully we can start Rping alot more once the summer starts!!!

CONGRATS!!

BUMP! Don't let it die!!

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