Iced Over

[Arthur]

Arthur roared out as the cybernetic enhancements whirred inside his arms and he pushed the dock out, letting go of it to allow it to sink into the depths of the ocean.
"Yeah I'm fine" he said dusting off his hands as he looked at the two mobians before him

"Are you guys ok? I'm Arthur and I work for an...Organisation interested in the source of these strange events, such as the earth tremors in the Mystic ruins and the Inclement weather here. Do you happen to know anything about these events?" he asked as he adjusted his jacket after the man handling he had to do, clenching and unclenching his hands to get blood back into them.

[Doug]

Doug had cracked his neck and took a look over at Arthur. "My name is Douglas Glick, a member of the Guardian Units of Nations, or G.U.N. as you all probably know it as or I just call it the military. I serve under Nicholas... Anywho, I was sent out on a mission recently to check out the Mystic Ruins a few days back and I was sent out here again to investigate the mysterious weather patterns. It's kind of nice ol' Nicky is giving me stuff to do nowadays." Doug had explained in a warm voice with a smile. "So basically the events have been sort of why I've been out on these missions looking for evidence and clues. I already had found out what was going on at Mystic Ruins... Although the weather mystery is just beginning." Doug had then said.

[Arthur]

"Well a colleague of mine would have investigated. Now what is your story miss?" he asked as he looked towards the girl, if this G.U.N agent became a problem, he would have to put him down, The Order mostly cooperated with G.U.N but seeing as the military often got in their way they tried working around them or stone walling them out of an operation with a nice call to the president.
Seeing as this mission wasn't high value or high risk, Arthur assumed that the G.U.N agent wouldn't become a problem and his employers wouldn't have to stone wall G.U.N

[Symph]

"I'm Symphonique Concordia, well, everyone calls me Symph," she stated. "I came out her because there was suspicious activity, and that usually calls for demonic activity as well." She shrugged, "either way, there's something going on, and Station Square doesn't even seem to care!"

[Doug]

Doug crosses his arms, shivering slightly, obviously oblivious to what Arthur was thinking. He just listened in. "Pretty much yeah, since they don't care, it is sort of my responsibility to find out or at least help find out what is going on around here to cause these bizarre weather patterns."

[Arthur]

"Honey, if Station square or the government didn't care, mister military man wouldn't be here, I would still be here regardless, my employers take interest in everything that happens here on Mobius." he replied to the woman, his eyes narrowed slightly at the mention of demons, he had a long running history with those creatures for some time, his left hand unconsciously moving to caress against the sheathed knife beneath his jacket, a wedding ring glinting in the dim light.
He didn't intend to draw the weapon but only because of the origin of the weapon and the mention of demons did his body unconsciously react this way.

[Doug]

Doug rolled his eyes slightly. "It's Doug, I'm just as normal as you all... Just with... The usual interesting things that go on." He said as he scratched his head a little. He had looked over at Arthur, noticing his motion. It got him thinking of the certain beast within himself as well. But he calmed himself, traumatic memories were not needed right now. "Anyhow... Since we're all apparently investigating the same sort of thing, why don't we all stick together for now perhaps? We clearly showed we can rely on each other for help." Doug then asked out of curiosity.

[Symph]

She bit her lip, breathing in a quick, loud breath at the sight of the knife. The murder, her mother, that demon, it was all rushing back too fast, and she could feel her throat tightening. With a shake of her head, she faced Arthur in the eye, not wanting to see those nightmares anymore.

"You can...put that away now," Symph nodded her head down to where he held his knife.

[Arthur]

Arthur's eyebrow raised, he hadn't even made the presence of a weapon known, he would have to keep an eye on this woman as she could be a possible problem to him, especially if she thought that he was a threat.
"I agree with...Doug...Lets get this thing dealt with together, you seem to be the psychic here lady...Care to point us in the right direction?" he asked as his eyes narrowed at her.

[Symph]

"I guess I could," Symph replied, leaning on one leg and putting one of her hands in her coat pockets. The temperature nipped away at her cheeks, turning them slightly rosy, but it stung. "It might be out that way," she pointed farther down the beach, where it didn't look like anyone had gone in ages, "I've never seen anyone go particularly out that way before, so that was my first guess."

[Doug]

Doug looked over that way. "Well, guess there's no harm in going that way then. If the snow starts to get even heavier than now, then you may be right on the money." Doug basically said. "So..." He takes a deep breath of mist, trying to concentrate his light more to keep him warmed. "Shall we go, dear friends?" He said with a grin.

[Symph]

"As long as we don't freeze to death out there," she gripped herself, trying to warm up. "I didn't bring enough food to feed a pack of hedgehogs, or blankets, so staying out here for very long isn't an option."

[Arthur]

"Then let us move." he replied simply as he began walking in that direction yawning into his hand, he figured that dealing with a demon won't be too much of an issue, removing his cell phone from his pocket he pressed a speed dial button and raised it up to his ear "I've found out that the cause of the Inclement weather is a demon, myself and two other mobians, a G.U.N agent and a...I believe she is a Medium" a female voice replied to him
"The parameters of the mission has changed, destroy the demon, you may cooperate with your companions but make sure they do not get in your way, if so put them down and deliver an amnesiac drug so they don't remember you."

[Doug]

Doug shrugged off the agent thing and began following along with Arthur. "Wait... So we're saying it is a demon causing all this or are we still pondering that over?" Doug asked just to make sure. He just walked along and looked forward.

Hmm.... A man named Arthur with a mysterious thing involving demons and some interesting organization of sorts, and a girl who goes by Symph who apparently is a demon hunter. This will be an interesting mission indeed. I wonder if it truly does involve demons...

[Symph]

Demons, when toying with atmospheric conditions, generally make the weather more extreme. This weather was like that of Ice Cap at one point, except when Symph had gone out there, it had been at least 40 degrees Celsius. Avalanches hadn't been a problem, that's for sure, but floods took their place...

She was letting her mind wander, remembering some past expeditions dealing with demonic activities. Doug seemed to be quiet as well, and Arthur was talking to someone on a phone...what a miracle he got reception out here. Symph was a bit jealous that her phone had no bars. Checking her email would ease her mind off the cold.

After a few more minutes of walking, Symph felt exhausted. "Oy," she breathed, "It's hard walking through this snow," she peered at the collecting snow, which was reaching above her boot rim. A few chunks of snow had slid their way into her boot, pressed up against that and her sock. A couple minutes ago, it only reached just past her heal. "We better be getting closer."