"Where your going to die?" Lucas said, confusion clear as day in his voice, "No no, we want to study you of course... for the war."
He stepped forward, gesturing to the place around them, "You are in a place, I'll let you figure out where. Not like you can."

"Oh you're going to study me. Well that's going to be quite uninteresting. So if I can't figure out where I am then just tell me, I won't know my way back anyways." Lorenzo said his arms crossed.

(..Oooh. Confirmation on Lucas and Arco working together? Cuz I'd love to slide him on over for some antics.)

(Sure Xedite, I was holding back on doing my confusing plots until I realized that we need them...)
"We are in Paris," He pointed at some trees in the distance, "One of the biggest parks they have, now come with me!"
He stepped forward, looking threatening when someone placed a hand on his shoulder, "This is are guest, treat him like one," They whispered fiercely in his ears and he nodded, "Yes General Whiteout."

(every rp needs a plot, just gotta ease gently into it and make what I like to call a 'hook' or motive for the party to pursue the plot + villain. As long as you make some stakes and danger for them, usually goes pretty well. Glad we're in Paris though since I planned on making Arco French or Italian anyways, LOL.
And excuse me I'll just )

Arco
An alien man with a single horn and a frown appeared alongside him, collecting his bearings as red light fizzled off him. He pocketed the stolen, black and red, alien-looking warp device in his hands.

"General." He gave a bit of a salute to the man before turning his attention to Lucas.
"I could go with a bit more forewarning than you diving through the sky. I do not like using these devices.
It's only a matter of time until the Daarizi attempts to track and regain them, you know."

He seemed to be turning his slit eyes on Lorenzo with less apparent bitterness and more of a sort of twisted interest.

"Although, I think I can overlook it for now. You are?"

(hey he left a note with his homework done on the teacher's desk, not his fault if Mr. Haaze doesn't believe a word of what he writes. :^)
I thought I pinged you on that)

Scias
Scias rolled his eyes slightly at Emily and focused on the board. In truth, he was already bored and definitely wasn't going to put his dignity on the line asking any questions. Not again.

(No, you did. I just didn't respond like a silly goose because I read it and forgot about it... somehow)

(lul. fair.
I do that a lot myself, no worries.)

(I guess my problem is I throw plots around like confetti... mot a bad trait to have I guess XD ... also sorry for not replying right away, my wifi is not working well today XP )
General Whiteout looked a lot like Lucas, he had long white fur, with hooves instead of normal feet. He had two eyes instead of three though, one green and one amber. He wore a uniform, a white one, but you could still see all the scars he had. He was covered in scars, scars on his face, his arms, his legs, everywhere.
"He is right, you need to be more careful," Whiteout said in a silky tone, giving Lucas a stern glance, "I thought you had that beast under control," Said Whiteout in another higher pitched voice.
"I did bu-"
"No excuses, you have to control him," Whiteout said with a sigh, his voice level and silky again.
(Just to clear up some confusion Lucas's species of aliens have two "personalities in each creature. Each one is unique and each has a special power. All have the power to appear in their human or "alien" form, but they also have their own specialized power. Some of the creatures, like Whiteout, are in perfect sink with each other, that's also why he talks in two different voices. Lucas and Liam are on of the rare cases where they are not in perfect sink with each other)