Ren had long since left the vision of the rest of the group. Actually he was heading off toward where black hawk had gone. Black hawk's intentions were purer than most of the officials in charge of the Omega Circle, but he would often run into trouble when searching for bad guys to bust. Ren was plenty happy to get away from that club, but he was mainly going to see, or participate in, a fight. He was close, when he heard the gun shots.<br/><br/>Discord peeked his head around the corner and saw a strange... something... that had been talking to black hawk get shot.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00BF80">The man with the gun began to shake violently, you could see it because his gun was raised. â€œPlease put the weird fire thing down, I donâ€™t want to hurt you.â€ She says to him. The man screams and then drops the gun quickly and runs away screaming in horror. With another hiss she then turns around to face Blackhawk once again. Her wound had already heal itself.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Well there's something you don't see every day,</span>Ren thought to himself. He'd shown up to many of black hawk's fights in the past, but never quite got a warm welcome. He figured that black hawk should just be grateful that he always fought on his side. But oh well. His goal wasn't to make friends anyway, and he wasn't going to tell anyone what his goal<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>just yet.<br/><br/>Contrary to what he usually did, he decided to make a rather small entrance. He smoothly rounded the corner leaned against the brick wall, and held his hand up in a mock salute. "Yo, Black hawk! Who's you're friend?" He smiled in an almost mocking way.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Jeremy Yawned again and gripped Morgan's shirt end. He smiled to them, "I'm tired, but I can stay awake a little longer if we still have stuff we need to do."