Rahu was roused from his sleep by thundering of the sounds of a new set of portals opening - or rather the sounds that followed whenever a portal opened and something crept out. The screaming, the gunfire, the crunch and smash of some rough brawl or something<span style="font-style: italic">big</span>having fun. A lazily grin spread slowly across he muzzle and he rose until two legs, stepping past the scattered belongings of past victims and pushing open the torn steel door they thought would stop him, the metal whining a bit but complying as he stepped out into the street.<br/><br/>Daniel meanwhile crept through an abandoned building carefully. He'd been using it as a hiding spot but there had been a number of portals ripping open today and a lot of them seemed concentrated not too far from where he was - it was no where near safe in this area anymore. It was the kick in the rear he needed to stop cowering in this building and start making his way to the docks. He'd heard the military was holding out there and he hoped those rumors weren't wrong.<br/><br/>At the dock, Arden rested on a crate of ammo, his legs hanging off the edge of it as he watched the city. The slight breeze carried the sounds of chaos that echoed through it and he sighed. "Shit just never stops, does it?" he asked of noone in particular. "Ah well, more dumb shits about to be treated to the traditional Earth welcoming gifts of lead, napalm and shrapnel."