Antiquities

Wyatt blinked up at Aysha. "Huh..." He grins childishly at her. "Why?"
Kaytu looked down at him a moment. "I am a Gray."
Wyatt looked back at Kaytu. "Really? And I'm not dead! Ha, I win that bet!"

Bishop opened the door. "Hey Luci... Can i help you?" He asked, cocking his head to the side, slightly.

Aysha's eyebrow raised sharply. "What bet? Was it with Grayson?" She asked, hoping for the best, but she expected something utterly ridiculous.

Luci:
"Found a bunch of stuff outside the Gray buildings." I say, handing him the bag with the gears. "Thought you inventors could make some sense of it."

Bishop looked at the bag and then took it, bringing it to his table. He dumped the bag and got his looking glass, spreading them out.

Luci:
I leave the inventors wing and go back to the thieves area.

Alek:
I go into the inventors place and see Ashya, Wyatt, and a girl that I haven't seen before. "Hey." I say.

Wyatt nods. "Said if either of us saw a Gray we'd be dead the next ten seconds. And I'm not!"
Kaytu eyes him blankly. "I'm not sure if i should be offended or not..."
He grins up at her. "Na, that's just your reputation."
"Huh." She doesn't look too convinced.

Alek:
I look at the girl in surprise. "You're a Gray?" I ask her.

Kaytu looks back at the boy blankly. "I am a Gray," she says evenly.

Bishop barely looked up as the people entered the room. He still looked through the pieces. He saw a few more of the coppery pieces of muscle and stuck them in a dish.

Alek:
"Interesting."

Kaytu looks at him a moment more before walking past him, going back to Bishop now that her orders were done. "I do not think so."

Wyatt looked after her a moment. "Well, that was fun."

Alek:
I shrug. "Anything new?" I ask.

Rhea: "Cool." I smiled to him and started to the door.

Knight followed after her, his hands in his pockets.

Bishop looked up at Kaytu with a bright smile.

Rhea: I walked out of our hide out and onto the city streets, staying in shadows. "Where do you think we should go? My usual spot closed down..." I said, my voice trailing off.

Luci:
I come to the door leading out. I open it, check for danger, and walk outside

Wyatt looked up at the open entrance of the vent. "Umm...The clog is out." Instead it was all over him, he thought, trying to brush more of the soot and dirt off.

Kaytu pause at his smile, walking forwards and eying the dish. "What is that?"

Bishop looked from the dish to Kaytu. "I suspect that these gears have the same metallic substance in them that you had in you muscles," he said.

Grayson looked down at Wyatt with a smile. "Okay," he said. "So how much do I owe you?" He asked, looking at the Gray.

Kaytu fidgets with a strand of hair. "Older models," I murmur quietly, sitting up on the table again.

Wyatt grinned. "I think the deal said twenty!"

Grayson reached into his pockets and pulled out twenty pounds. "There you go," he sighed. "Did she even lunge?"

Bishop heard what she said, thinking about it intently. "I need a sample of you again," he said.

Wyatt shakes his head, pocketing the money. "Not at all. Just commented on whether or not something was offensive. And then she ran back to the inventor's wing."

Kaytu nodded, silently offering her hand to Bishop.

Grayson nodded, looking back at the girl who had her hand out to Bishop. "Oi! Tryin' t' hold 'er 'hand already?" He snorted.

Bishop blushed a little and shook his head, taking her hand and cutting a small spot, finishing the procedure just like before. He put the newer piece next to the old piece and withing seconds, the clicked together like magnets. He let out a low gasp and watched as they melded.

Kaytu watched as well, cradling her hand. "How we heal," she murmurs, eying the new boy and Wyatt.
"'Ey now," Wyatt said, hitting Grayson's shoulder lightly. "Be nice t' the girl."

Bishop nodded, as it was what he was thinking. "Do you need this piece back?" He asked, remembering how she had reacted the first time he had taken a sample.

Kaytu traces the cut, eyes distant, and nod. "I feel it missing."