<span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">Alias</span></span><br/>The rebuilding of the city had not surprised Alias. Of course something else was going to happen that had not made sense, but it was the way of the rebuilding that caught his eye. Soon though, Alias had to ignore the special occurrence, and pay attention to the odd headed man.<br/><br/>Distrustful of the machine that the lettuce head man was implying Alias could "work the guns" on. It was a surprise that this "Jeremiah" had decided to free him of all things. Upon hearing his story... Alias then understood. Walking past Jeremiah to the plane contraption, he made a slight hissing noise before getting in the gunner seat and waiting for a minute before acknowledging his savior again. "What do I- how do I use... guns?" His learning the meaning behind new words would have been fascinating if Jeremiah had actually known Alias was having trouble with speaking certain words he had never used in the first place.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF4000">Clay</span></span><br/><br/>Eyes shone with interest under Clay's mask. It was a little stretch of time from when he left the water Elemental and The Lizardman with a band of at least two bandits and three mercenaries, so basically five others. Not extremely well trained in the art of swordplay or gunmanship, but they were no pushovers either. It was simple, locate the disturbances in the city, eliminate or capture whatever the creatures that were making the destruction are. Then get back and run more tests on the creatures they had already captured. If they could be killed easily, or even just killed in general if you were talking about the elemental, Clay wanted to know how.<br/><br/>Noise sounded about the streets around in the distance, and they quickly made their way through the city. Using all of his knowledge of this place to find where the noises had come from for that time they were sounding out.