Belle looked over the varying patrons which peppered the greater area of Amersham station, there were a few people of interest visible to the naked eye, as some people seemed a little more angry than grieving in his own direct surrounding. His bright coral reef green eyes observed each new person with a renewed interest, not all these people... were exactly what they seemed to be.  Deus turned to move a little closer to a woman who seemed to be one of the more particularly angry people, but it seemed that before he had the chance to act, Belle had managed to leap ahead in a mysterious bout to observe the woman from a closer vantage point... Leading closer, Belle would rub up against the leg of the woman unknown to Deus as Leo. Belle's emerald green eyes staring up at her as she raised up on two legs to stroke herself against the human girl. Meowing sweetly and repeatedly in a light, sweet, seductive tone.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFFFFF">"You there, human woman... acknowledge my existence.~"</span></span><br/><br/>At the sudden notice of Belle, Deus looked with his mind, flexing his magical organs somewhat as he discovered the woman who seemed to have recently arrived had the faint traces of magic about her, perhaps the faintest he had sensed in a long time, but not so faint that they could have been latent... The high caliber rifle which was disassembled in her bag was also somewhat of a tip-off to something being a little more off about the woman. Taking this notice, Belle seemed to have her own agenda, so Deus shook his head, fighting off the frustrating thoughts conjured by the enigmatic feline, leaving Belle to her own devices. As his eye scanned the people in the direct area only to spy a bystander which seemed to have a rather unique opinion about the greater area, his words motivated him into action<span style="font-style: italic">'I think its high time some pragmatic individuals decided to band together and do something about these kind of events don't you?</span>' The words ricocheted within the confines of his mind, closing his eyes for a moment to truly comprehend the words from the man, surrounded by an obscure and mysterious inhuman magic... Dubious indeed, but he was completely right, it seemed this area was dangerous, and this was the first time Belle had ever been directly interested in the transgressions of mortals while he had been among the world of the living.<br/><br/>Taking his first purposeful step forward, his tranquil glance would attempt to catch the eye of the man who had spoken these words of pro-activity, giving him an affirmative nod as he reached into his pocket, drawing from it two chromatic petanque spheres which had been polished to a mirrors' sheen. Coiling them in circles, each of them were weighty, but as he span them around each other with his fingers absent-mindedly, he moved between the few remaining people on the street and headed for the deserted opening of the terminal, walking in, he felt the eyes of others on him as if the man were breaking some kind of cultural taboo. The man did not mind that he himself would perhaps act as the arbiter of action, hoping that others would take this sign as the will to enact change and follow suit.<br/><br/>With each purposeful step Deus made, he could feel his faux heart pumping the purposeless blood through his body faster and faster, it had been a decade since he had felt his nerves like this, walking into the unknown, into uncertainty, but with Belle not far behind him, watching over him, he knew deep within himself that he would not be in a situation he could not handle... Belle would not throw him into a situation that he would not be able to fix... would she? It was a conundrum Deus only now had begun to think of, his mind attempted to penetrate the veil of time, remembering the tombs of the others which were buried beside him when he was awoken. Looking further back, thousands of years in an attempt to remember the faces of the students which could perhaps rival him in the same duties he was performing now, trying to deduce if he could indeed be replaceable. He could remember only a few people which could in fact fill his shoes, Jacob and Salome, each of them were talented mages, however each of them had their own personal flaws, Salome was a fast learner, though she was physically frail and had the disadvantages of the femanine condition, while Jacob was very gung-ho, often charging into situations without thinking them through, but he was by far stronger and physically superior to Deus, being the son of one of the Pharaohs' royal guard.<br/><br/>As he walked deeper into the area, he spied a girl who seemed to be discontent with the situation as well, managing to catch her talking about bogeymen. Deus smiled and decided to approach her, coming up from behind and leaning against one of the pillars of the station, he folded each of his  arms casually and opened his mouth to address the younger girl.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“I would not be talking about such things with such a casual demeanour, walls have ears you know.”</span><br/><br/>He spoke with a smooth, charismatic voice, not entirely intending to sound completely innocent. He was having a little bit of fun, while watching over her. A girl like this, would not be able to look after herself if something went wrong in this station. Although were his intentions to be revealed, it may have been considered offensive, but he wanted to stay closest to the weakest person in the area, just in case something bad happened, he would be able to protect the innocent. If people were disappearing from the trains, the next train was not far away...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“However, if it's getting to you, feel free to stay with me. My name's Thaddeus, but you can call me Deus”</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>(Day-us)