Brother of Cain (Cain Induction)

[Kyrie Blaze]

"A wise idea. It could save your life in a fight. Or after."

She paused to consider his question, a slight twitch of her lips into a smile the only motion before she broke into a jog. He'd had plenty of time to recover.

Time to run again.

"They have certain similarities, but each is their own person. They can be cruel or kind or random, and which they are would depend on what is going on... Or what type of mood they are in. As for what you could count on from each of them... The Earth Dragon is as unmoving as the very Earth itself, but ware if you cause him to quake. The Lightning Dragon is...more on the side of mysticism, but prone to acting on and for his own whims, much like his name would suggest. The Storm Dragon is relentless, and can sweep your legs right out from beneath you if you are lulled by a gentle breeze."

[Destiny]

How terribly unhelpful. Cain nodded, acting as if the information was exactly what he'd been asking for, and hurried on after her.

"I take it you are particularly fond of Mathew and the.... Storm Dragon, I think it was."

[Kyrie Blaze]

"At present they are the two that have dominated my interactions. I intend on changing that, soon."

She didn't glance back, but sprang forwards with an increased pace, noting his footfalls behind her.

[Destiny]

"To learn from all three. It must be a thrill."

Cain pushed himself to keep up, not bothering to hide his smile at this point.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"It has its highs."

Brace yourself~

She smiled and quickly one-handvaulted over a pile of rubble, tucking her legs high and then extending them. It seemed to be a dead-end alley. The only other way out aside from back? Why...

Up.

So she landed and sprint for the wall, and the balcony. She made no sudden increases in her speed as she neared the wall, having gauged the distance on the burst there--one foot hit and she pushed up instead of against the wall. Once. Twice. Her hands snagged the ledge eleven feet above the ground and pushed herself up with her feet against the wall.

Like her legs had springs.

She clutched the first balcony and hopped up, raising an eyebrow.

[Destiny]

Cain skidded to a halt and stopped.

Parkour.

He didn't ever learn parkour. At least, not traditionally. He'd improvised how to jump over things, such as when he'd been forced to jump Mathew's knee, but he'd never really used it to travel.

Instead, he simply looked up at her, then about where on the wall she'd jumped from.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Not a bad feat for Kiyr, who was less than half the height of the wall to the bottom of the balcony. She pivoted, setting one knee upon the banister in a crouch. And, in looking down at him, tilted her head, curiously, but not condescendingly.

"Am I coming back down..?" Curious. Soft.

She supposed it was better now than at the fifth floor.

[Destiny]

Cain let his hands drop, resting on his hips as he looked up at her through his bangs.

"Am I supposed to be going up? If this is my apartment, it's going to get tiring if I have to head up this way every time."

Especially if it had been after long training sessions that could end up breaking his legs, given the way he'd been tested so far.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr's eyes crinkled at the edges, very slightly; perhaps in amusement. She'd finally found his stopping point.

Not even willing to try, or ask to learn--instead, complaining.

That was disappointing.

"Up? Yes. This way? Not necessarily."

Both eyebrows raised slightly, and she switched the grip she had upon the rail so she could almost toss herself over the edge, using it as a centre-point to control the motion, and as she came down, her hands slid down the cold metal to the bottom of the balcony. She used the momentum, fingers gripping the ledge and then releasing, to push herself into the wall, bend into a crouch, and spin as she pushed off, angling for a clear patch of pavement from the halfway point.

She hit the ground in a roll over her shoulder and spine, and swung back to her feet, coming to a stop a step or two later.

Testing at an end.

"You know....we have a rather large territory, and Barker has spies. I suggest if you do not want to be trapped in your apartment up there, you learn to maneuver. It does not have to be fancy, but it could save your life; here or in battle." A pause, and she looked him over. "Come, then."

She turned with nary a blink, leading him back out and to the side, explaining that this building in particular had three entrances and exits. The doors, anyway. And she then took him up the stairwell closest to the side door they would eventually come to.

[Destiny]

Cain gave a tsk'ing sound, shaking his head.

"You mistake not wanting to do something for being unable to."

However, he gave no further comment, not even when Barker was mentioned. He would instead follow along, listening to Kiyr's explanation without further interruption.

[Kyrie Blaze]

'So much for learning.' Kyrie mused to herself, but said nothing.

She could only explain. He was the one that had to comprehend and commit. Of course that said nothing of interest to learn, she knew.

If it didn't interest him he could have said so.

Up, up, up, up they go~ To the fourth floor.

A key was drawn from the tight bundle she had wrapped her hair into, and given. Mathew had given her the apartment task earlier, if Cain made it in.

"If you happen to be expecting lavish accommodations, you will be disappointed. But it is still comfortable enough."

[Destiny]

So many stairs. Cain walked up, following Kiyr silently, then took the key from her, looking down at it.

"Luxury disappeared since the world went to shit. I'll make do."

Travelling so much had made Cain much less picky of what kind of conditions were considered habitable.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Didn't Kiyr know it.

She nodded, letting him have the key with no fuss and no tricks.

"Indeed. My task is done, and I have Projects to pursue. I take my leave, and bid you a good day."

Provided Cain didn't need her to show him everything, she would pivot and stride off.

[Destiny]

"I have one question."

Cain suddenly spoke up, looking towards her as she started to walk away.

"Why did you join the Dragons?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

The ball of Kiyr's left foot touched down upon the hallway floor as her momentum halted. She stood, relaxed, and looked over her shoulder.

A tiny smile was given.

"To thrive, instead of simple survival. While we are Warriors first and foremost, I have gained stability and a literal family." She didn't pause, but segued ahead. "But the Dragons can give me something else on top of that, that no other gang can match: these are the people that will push me to the limit of my potential, and beyond it."

Or she would die trying.

But she wouldn't go down quietly or easily.