Next Gen: 10 Years later

He shook his head slamming his hand on to the armrest of his chair he turned around strolling the old wheel chair creaking going away...going back to the city. He wheeled across the old bumpy roads that have long been abandoned as he entered into a small secret train station alongside the road "Time to go back..." many gun agents surrounded him as he waited for the next train to come by his hand was so clenched the veins murmured under his skin and fur. He closed his eyes in which he had his legs back the old recruits he used to be such good friends with...where did it go so wrong...

It took a minute, but she finally matched the familar look and energy to a name.She smiles as she takes the cup gently."Thank you"She purrs, before she comments in a lower, more recongizable, tone."Damian..."She hoped she hadn't been forgotten in the past ten years.Her mechanical tail flickers into view, and her ears flick to the sounds of murmuring behind her.She was suddenly darker, imating if not for her feminine looks.

Hurry was still fast asleep, and would wake in the morning to go to work.

Damian would smile as he looked at her,"heh, glad you finally recognize me....I did do alot of...growing up..." He said with a smile as he looked at her tail,"hm, looks like someone has been busy with life..." As he looked at the people behind her, his eyes flicked from the flirty 'hottie' style to a dark cold killer type. Things shut up real fast, he would then close his eyes and sigh before reopening them to face flame,"but your still cute." As he stuck his tongue out at her.

Void opened his as the screeching brakes of the train stopped "..." He boarded it using the handicapped ramp and wheeled onto it as the doors closed with a 'hissing' sound
He took a deep breath waiting to arrive at the next stop.
As the bus skidded to a stopping point he got off knowing there was a small bar around here...

She chuckles."Hm, I dunno if I should punch you or hug you for that comment...."Her attitude lifts once more.

Hurry woke after four hours of sleep to get ready for work. His shift at the flower shop started very early in the morning, so he got dressed right away and left his home to get to his destination.

Name: Cyril
Age: 18
Short history of the past 10 years: Cyril has been continuing to cause havoc and trying to stay out of GUN's hands

Accepted, Cy, join

cyril, the black kitsune we all know and love, sneaks around the city. Every once in a while he throws a spike,watching as it digs itself into anyone it hits without them noticing. ''hmm... almost finished''

Hurry was finishing his usual routine at the flower shop. He was exhaustively walking to his home, too tired to notice any bad things going on.

Dean continued walking through the streets of the city, deciding to settle down a bit in the park bench, and laid down on it to get a little rest, after trudging for so long. He closed eyes, trying to sleep but for some reason, it was just a struggle, to even think of sleep.

Damian would smile as he said,"if your sticking around for a bit I'm gonna be playing with my band here soon." As he handled another customer awaiting her answer.

"Alright!" She smiles.

(oops, poofed)

The orange kitsune was still on her couch watching tv.

Cyril eventually passes the cafe Flame and Damian were at. The sounds of people screaming carried through the walls

Void parked up 5 chairs beside flame looking at the bartender with weary eyes "Can I get a white russian..."

Hurry ended his shift at the flower shop as usual, looking very weary. He had stopped by the bar to get something to drink. "What is there..?" he asked, looking up at the menu.

Flame stretches, and glances to her left, surprised to see Void."...Hey Void..."She goes and sits next to him.

Cyril enters the bar,sitting down in a far corner. He sighs,keeping to himself

He looks at flame "Hey flame,How are you long time no see?"

Hurry eventually found a seat in between Void and Cyril, sitting at least one away from them. "What is there...?" he thought, still looking weary.

Damian after pouring a white russian for void would jump over the counter,"gotta run back and get ready for the show." As he went up on stage and went back behind a door.

"Nothing much...Had some work done..."She motions to her mechanical tail, waving to Damian as he passed, noticing Cyril as she did so, quickly turning her attention to Void."How have you been?"

He sighed "I just visited an old run down Gun base down south that I used to run ten years ago..." He looked at his legs which were plastic replicas of the original, both of them unmovable "So hows gun been doing since I left...I heard its taking a turn for the better..."