THE ENTRY [Open]

The sound of wings beating the air was abruptly stopped as the soft grass sank underneath the furry paw-like feet, claws latching into the dirt to steady himself as his wings folded and he regained his balance soon after the landing. The chilly air blew threw the leaves, ruffling his long hair and what fur was on him- a creature jumping over his shoulder to land in the grass near his feet. The pokemon had been riding on his back for the duration of the travel, and just now revealed itself- lifting the illusion that it wasn't there in the first place. The Zoroak looking around in a paranoid fashion before reassured by the furry hand resting on his head, patting the creature who seemed satisfied by the reassurance- not scared in the slightest by the long claws that were merely centimeters from the snout.

The long tail, black just like most of the fur, the tattoos and markings, the wings, wrapped around the torso of the splice. Being quite long, it took a while but it had to remain hidden unless someone was to trip or brush up against it which would blow his cover. His cover? The illusion that he was somewhat normal- what the pokemon who was with him was putting up right now. So that he looked just like he had before the further experimenting- milky white skin, black hair down to the shoulders, the cubone skull on the right of his head, the traditional styled clothing that covered most of him, the tattoo and the bright green eyes. It looked as if he carried some sort of weapon, a sword or something- but that was nothing. It was merely there to make sure people didn't get too close to them. Sort of scaring them off.

Retracting his hand from the Zoroak's head, making the pokemon look up to him- the calm and collected man proceeded to head through the forest. He had no idea where he was going or where he was headed, but he needed to get to the city now that he was all dressed up. The moonlight above in the dark, star-lit sky, helped give him some light to see by. He would have landed closer, but Lucifer didn't need to draw attention. 

Z, the Zoroak, began to walk almost along side of him. More like following before he fell invisible. The Zoroak didn't want to be seen, so through the illusion tricks, he wasn't. Merely just looked like Lucifer walking alone at the moment.

That was usually how things were.