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Alyson looked at him, shaking her tear stained face and trying to keep herself under control.



" It's not important, thank you for saying you didn't mean to hurt me, though."



She stated softly.

Mason didn't really know what to do with the crying girl. After all, he wasn't really the people person. Still... He watched as a lady walked by, and then suddenly he was handing Alyson a handkerchief. It was rather lovely, a gentle cream with flowers embroidered in golden thread. And, so, obviously it wasn't his. It was the thought that counted, right?

Alyson took it without comment as she wiped her tears away, looking over mason.



" Wonder where Cael went..."

Mason just shrugged slightly.



"I dunno. Have you tried calling him?"

" Once, won't answer his phone."



She replied, looking at her phone as it tried to ring through again.

Mason shrugged again.



"Eh. He's probably just being a butthead as usual." He glanced around, trying to figure out where the guy would have disappeared to.



"He likes... darkness... and enclosed spaces. You know, I once found him sitting in a closet. Do you have any idea how weird that was? I just reached in to grab my coat and I accidentally punched him in the face. He's a strange guy." Obviously, someone had forgotten what their original train of thought was.

" So, where is he gonna be then?"



She pushed gently, now worried about him.

"Geez, I dunno. I'm not his keeper. Uh... Are there trains in Germany? I'm positive he said something about liking trains once." Or maybe it was planes...

" Yes, there's a station close by."

"Maybe he's there?" Mason just shrugged. "And if he's not, we can always get a ticket to go to somewhere that I actually know what the people are saying."

Alyson wanted to wack him, however they made their way to the train station without issues, assisting Mason the entire way.

Mason was huffing as he sat down on a bench in the train station.



"Do you think that they sell crutches in Germany?" He looked critically at the 'made in China' sticker on the underside of the cushion. His eyes drifted to the train station. They were in the middle of it all. To the left stood a construction of arched booths where tickets were being distributed to lines of bustling people. A mix of mostly German and English filled the air hectically, only pierced every so often by the loud mechanical sounds as a train rushed through, winds blasting through the station behind it.

" I'm rather sure they do, however, your simply going to have to wait to find out until we locate Mason, understood?"



She asked simply, looking about, not too discouraged to the lack of ease locating said man. She just wished he couldn't be shadow man right now.

((Oh, I was soooo tempted to have Mason go 'but I'm right here!' in response to your typo... However, I'll play nice.))



Mason sighed and got up to hobble along with her.



"He better show up soon." If he even showed up at all. It wasn't uncommon at home for said roommate to just disappear for upward of a week. Mason got knocked over by a slender young woman wearing a purple sunhat. He glared at her from the floor.



"Butthead!" She turned around for just a moment, giving him a curious look before speaking with a heavy french accent.



"Pardon?" Mason just sighed as he got up and she was distracted back towards where she was going.



"What are French people doing in Germany? Geez..."



It wasn't until the next train shot through the station, not even stopping, that Cael was even in the area, though. He had been caught on the rushing drag behind the thing. However, as it passed through the large station, the different pressures flung him out into the opening. He didn't even really have the presence to anchor himself down after that. The man floated about absently in the currents caused by the moving people.



He settled over the two and only then did his consciousness spark.



"I know you..."

Alyson's head shot about until her eyes settled on Cael, concern running over her features.



" what's wrong with you?"



she asked gently.

Cael looked away now, his voice terse.



"Nothing." But even as he said it, he shimmered. The man blinked a couple times as though it surprised him, and then he broke apart into that mistiness once more.



Mason sighed.



"Oh would you quit it? No one likes a showoff."

" I don't believe him."



Alyson replied as she turned to assist Mason, more concerned with Cael's issue by the moment, she didn't have a clue how to help.

((You're getting them all out of order! =P))



Cael's voice drifted across the air, almost as absently as it was airily.



"I can... still hear you... you know."



Mason just gestured offhandedly.



"Whatever."

" Well, I'm concerned about you. I don't believe you."



Alyson replied to the floating voice, looking at the now standing Mason, wondering what to do about Cael.

Cael's voice came in a slightly irritated tone.



"What does it matter to you? You were the one attacking good will." Mason just sighed.



"Okay. Someone is being a cranky ass today - and it isn't me." He glanced at Alyson now. "Alright. We found him. Can we go get me a new crutch now?"

Alyson made a small face, looking slightly mroe hurt then anything else as she looked to Mason, nodding, deciding Cael wanted to be alone anyway, gingerly helping the man off, planning to help him with his crutch problem.

Mason sighed and mumbled something close to a thank you. This was very tiring. Cael didn't say anything, however, as they moved, the currents about their bodies tugged him along after them.

Alyson sighed as he was soon using new crutches, pre styled to his liking, and she was setting on the edge of the bed in her hotel room she was sharing with the boys, wondering what to do about cael. She didn't like new cael at all.

Alyson sighed as he was soon using new crutches, pre styled to his liking, and she was setting on the edge of the bed in her hotel room she was sharing with the boys, wondering what to do about cael. She didn't like new cael at all.

Mason was crutching around rather happily. However, it was quite exerting, very hot work.



"I'm going to turn on the fan, hope you don't mind." Before it occurred to Cael that he should say something, the man found himself sucked into the fan, spun around and spat out, his misty essence slamming against the wall. This caused him to materialize and he fell to the floor, groaning.

Looking up as the man formed, she rushed over and looked at him intently, considering his injury before giving him some aspirin and returning to her spot upon the bed, not wanting him to yell at her again.

Cael's black eyes stared at the two little white pills as though he couldn't figure out what he was supposed to do with them.



Mason poked Cael in the stomach with a crutch.



"Dude what happened to you?" Cael's eyes just drifted to the fan.

alyson watched the two men, sighing as she moved to turn on the TV and stripped down to nothing as she the moved to the bed and climbed under the covers.

Cael didn't move at all. The man just lay there, shutting his eyes. Mason stared at Alyson. He flashed her a grin.



"Share?"

Alyson nodded casually, looking over cael.



" Make sure he takes those first, please."

Mason frowned as he glanced at Cael.



"He's not a baby. Dude. Take the pills." Cael didn't move.



"C'mon... water... swallow... you're killing me." After a minute or two he managed to obey. And Mason crawled into bed.

Slowly Alyson moved to cuddle next to the man in her bed. With her head resting upon the man's chest, her eyes remained upon the TV, watching the show, really not that interested.

Mason leaned over and poked a lump from under the blanket. It was just playful, though, and he didn't mean anything by it. At least this time.



Cael lay without moving.

Alyson made a small face, looking to Mason, rolling her eyes, sparing his cheek a kiss before sighing and slipping from the covers now, moving to help cael off the floor and into a nearby bed, checking him over.



" get some rest."



she said simply, kissing his forehead before slipping back into bed with Mason. There were only two beds, only two places for her to go, to cael, or Mason

The good news is that Mason was very well behaved. Why? Well, broken leg aside... It is very awkward to do some things while your friend(ish) is in the room.



Cael wasn't really sure if he woke up. He might not have been sleeping. He couldn't be sure, so muddled was his head. However, he found that he couldn't stop coughing.



"Would you shut up, cael?!" grumblesleepymumble

Alyson smiled, sleeping through the coughing and complaining, honestly, rather tired.

Mason was up and looking out the mirror before long to the street below.



"Breakfast?" Cael had eventually stopped and was now still againl.

alyson smiled ever so slightly, stretching and placing a light kiss on Mason's cheek before moving to slip into cael's bed, checking on him, currently alright with him, as she still favored the man a bit more... Just not his current mood. ( Which wasn't present due to the man's sleeping state.)

Mason rubbed his eye and ruffled his hair, staring at her.



"Oh, come on. Don't do that - he's not even awake to appreciate it. I want polish sausage. Do they make polish sausage in Germany?"

Rolling her eyes, she laughed and snuggled tighter to Cael.



"I'm certain that there is somewhere that does."