The winds carry across the horizon, they gently begin to swirl their way around the Guild before once again dancing back towards a lone figure in the distance. It almost seems like...the winds know him. Care for him even.
Which, they did. The elements adored him and in kind he valued them.
His black hair, tipped with crimson, waved in the wind as it danced through each strand playfully. The smile that slowly graced his face showed perfectly straight, bright, white teeth. It was a serene smile. It held no malice, no promise of vengeance.
The 2 Cabot .45 Big Bangs sat upon his belt comfortably. One upon his right hip, the other nestled in the lower natural back left hip area. The second was of course concealed completely.
As he took a few steps forward, if observed, his gait seemed to send him gliding forward. It was something everyone did but, it seemed otherworldly.
His icy blue eyes moved smoothly as he looked around. He observed his surroundings as he approached.
His MTM Spec Ops Watch vibrated it's alarm to him. He smoothly deactivated it as he looked around and spotted Winter, his female Siberian Husky.
"Come on girl! Time to go!" He called out to her.
