Q&A [Travel, NR]

Things had been strange lately. He'd been keeping to himself alot lately, avoiding the drama and such that had been swirling about. But, to occupy his time, he'd been tinkering; an object that he was building solely from memory. It would take some before the object was completed, as he was missing a few peices; things he couldnt conjure up and apply to the project. 

But this would have to wait. There was a distinct lack of something, or rather, people. Try as he might, Nova could no longer feel the presensce of his mentor nor his sister in his mind. It was a strange thing; they'd killed connection several times before for various reasons, but never for this long. Something had to be wrong.

Limbs stretched out, bones cracking within tightly stretched skin as the male stood up for the first time in many weeks. His appearance was gaunt, having neglecting to feed himself in favor of his project, but he'd fix that soon enough. 

He dressed himself carefully, neglecting a shirt fully in favor of robe bottoms with a pair of plain pants underneath. He left his feet bare; the more better to feel changes in the ground. Plus, the sand of the beaches felt wonderful. He took care to make sure he brought his weapon, Calamity, along for the ride. One never knew what could happen...

"Someone has to have answers. I suppose, I should pay uncle a visit then..."

Wings spread off his back, more chiropterean than angelic, as the male pushed off the sands and winged his way towards Darkman Tower.

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