"Yo Kat, there's some bad shit happening in there! What did you do? Hey, Kat? Kat? KAT!" A voice materialized from Katarina's pocket, fuzzy and distorted yet audible. It disturbed Kat's trance a tiny bit, only a low moan was given in response before going back under. Outside of the skyscraper on another building very close to Vore Corps., a harpy boy stares through a pair of stainless steel binoculars with green lens. The walls of Vore Corps. could not conceal anything from these binoculars, as it uncovered all of its secrets to the harpy. A digital black and green simulation of Hunter carrying Kat in an elevator was presented to the harpy, who grimaced as he peeled the walky-talky away his mouth and placed it on the cinder wall he rested on. His frame was hourglass like in shape, black feathers covering his arms and legs, 5 feet high, brown eyes, black hair, and peach skin where the feathers did not graze. His heart shaped lips quivered as he struggled to restrain his tears. "Damn it." was what he decided was appropriate. He pulls out a phone from his bandoleer, scrolls through what few contacts he added on it two days ago, and called the very last one on the list. He continued to focus glazed eyes on the building as the phone rang. He took a deep breath and straightened himself out, and cleared his throat as the phone picked up. "Mission failed boss, Kat got bagged.......No she didn't send me the pics....Yes sir....I'm-I'm not upset man....I.....She knew what would happen......I'll miss her too......Yes sir, see you then." He pockets his phone back into his bandoleer and stands upon his taloned feet. "Alright Cody, time to move on. She'll probably be in a better place right? Yeah, I'm sure. *sigh* ....Okay." With a small shake of his tail, he begins to furiously flap his wings, his body rising into the sky as he leaves the roost. As he flew through the sky, some people would recall being rained on, despite no clouds ever being present.<br/><br/>Jeremiah's body braced against the wall as he attempted to recall the warmth of Hunter's breath that would blanket his skin. Jerry's cheeks blossomed as blood rushed through them. "Aaaawwww." Jazz' ostensive smile adorned her face as she watched Jeremiah daydream. "What?" he asked, a garnish of anxiety put in. "Oh nothing, seeing a lover just always puts me in a good mood." she replied.<br/><br/>"What makes you think I'm in love?" he asks putting his hand on his face. "I'm not judging you-" "I never said you were." "Heh okay, do you love Hunter?" Jerry opens his mouth to say no, but stops himself short. After a short break of silence, he shamefully nods his head. "AAAwwwwww!" was the only way Jazz could reply. "Please don't tell him."  "Afraid he won't like you?"  "Yeah."  "Are you a little weirded out that it wasn't as ideal?"  "A little."  "Afraid he'll think you're a creep for liking him?"  "Yeah--Why do you know all this?" "Darling, I've been alive for 500,000 years. I've been through it all." Jeremiah's eyelids retreated back in shock, then returned to their original position. "Huh."  "Mmm-hmmm, come to ol' Jazzey if you ever need any advice okay?" Jeremiah sighed, not completely satisfied with his confession. "What if it doesn't work out?"  "Worry about that later okay honey? You need some rest after what you've been through."  Jeremiah rubs his arm and sighs, relieved he won't have to talk about his love. "Okay, well see you tomorrow." "Wait a minute!" Jazz exclaimed. He turned around with irritation, and is baffled to be receiving tissues from the gloved slime. "Just in case." Jeremiah cheeks flush once again with blood and repays Jazz' gift with an awkward grin. He pinched the tissues with his fingers and speed walked out of there.