Abandoned by Time

<div align=center>A few weeks in and he was already breaking laws. And apparently dragging others down with him.

Under the curtain of nightfall and in this particular side of town there hadn't been much activity to stop the duo from being omnisciently sneaking about. Really, two people like them had no business this late at night to be doing as they did and snooping around the abandoned husk of the rotten edifice before them. Yellow tape lines of 'caution' and blaring signs of 'no trespassing' were all but heeded to as one boy in particular looked up towards the rusted fence standing in their way. This was going to be as simple as it was dangerous. And yet, that was the beauty of the escapade.

Jericho had followed his roommate up to the building, lost until it was in their sights. From there Jericho had found a rush of adrenaline and took lead just to find a proper way in. They were half an hour or so late to the party, but it was due to their necessity of supplies. Strapped to his back was his emptied out school bookbag, now filled with snacks ransacked with saved up quarters from the vending machines at school, along with drinks and flashlights. He had brought a small first aid kit too, but hell if he knew how to use it. Clutched to his side was both a cell phone and a Swiss Army knife, for, y'know, reasons. Oh, and then there were his feathered pewter colored wings. But those were tightly bound under his outermost jacket, for he hadn't gone around to tailoring that yet. So pretty much the rather ample appendages were useless at this point. As if the situation wasn't already risky enough.

The crabgrass encrusted lot held vacancy from before the theater itself, the gate the only thing guarding it. Not a problem. With a tug of a particularly weak segment and a surprising amount of strength the Nephilim lifted a portion to expose a gateway large enough for the two to pass through. With the entrance to the property unveiled and a daring smile to match it, Jericho turned around to face his roommate. "After you." He stated simply and gestured with a sweep of his arm towards the hole. Excitement was clear in his eyes as was a small sense of doubt. Sure, they were here, but... Were they alone?

He had ought to know better- after all, who wouldn't be tempted to infiltrate such a spectacle of urban folklore?</div>

<div align=center>While crossing the lot, Jericho kept his eyes on the building as to detect anything out of the unusual. God, the place was dead, in more ways than one. Perfect. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional caw of a crow but even then the pleasantness of the noise wasn't all that high. He looked to Ettein, glad he could tag along. Honestly, even he knew it was dangerous to go alone. And he was more than glad that he was here with him.

"Ain't it?" He asked with a small smile, briefly going into his bookbag to pull out a flashlight. He didn't turn it on yet as to not get busted from the outside, so it had to wait until they actually entered the building. "Y'know if we find something cool maybe it'll be worth something." He wasn't really one to be going around stealing stuff, but nobody would miss it right? Besides it was only just a thought. "Just stay close. Not that I don't think you can handle it, it's just... Well, getting separated and lost in a place well past its prime isn't the smartest of ideas. But most likely that'll just be a problem with me on account on my own stupidity." He assured, knowing that Ettein was smarter and most likely stronger than he was. Still, he wanted to give that precaution so that if anything does happen they'd be together to help each other out. Plus he'd never forgive himself if something ever happened to his so-far best friend.

Though it seemed the supernatural duo were the only to go in such a supernatural place, he distinctly heard down thing coming from the theater. He raised his brow as he took a bit more of a lead, ready to jump anything that came after them. But fortunately it only seemed to be another person... And unfortunately that person had came here first. Ah well, no use in not being pleasant.

"Ay." He called back with a small motion of his head, one in which he usually used with the greeting 'sup'. He picked up the pace and sided more with Ettein, meeting the lady close to the door in which she snuck in. Well, the help was much appreciated on any case, even if they weren't exactly alone anymore. "Thanks ma'am." He gratified a bit gruffly, but that was only due to the insane amount of Red Bull he downed a few minutes earlier. "Guess you beat us to this place huh?" He commented as they got close, a small chuckle arising from him. The young lady appeared to be around their age, and sort of cute admittedly. Then again something gave him the vibe that she was a tough cookie, and he didn't want to go flirting around with someone that could bash his teeth in. Besides, Ettein probably wouldn't very much appreciate that either. Especially considering the waitress from the earlier in the day.

Once at the door Jericho gestured for Ettein to go before him, muttering a small 'after you' before looking at this lady. "Oh, I'm Jericho by the way." He held out his hand in a shake of sorts, informal but served as his greeting. He tilted his head in his friend's direction. "And this is my friend and roommate Ettein." It was polite to introduce others wasn't it? He hoped so. And perhaps this lady was polite enough to further accompany them. Or at the very least not serve as an adversary. But he doubted that. </div>

<div align=center>"We sure are." Jericho replied somewhat proudly to Ettein's question of the illegality of their actions. Which, honestly, made this all the more fun. Not many people had the guts to do something so risky, let alone something that could potentially get them in trouble by the police. So the group that had assembled were people Jericho didn't mind joining up. Even if it seemed to be just the three, they all just wanted to have fun and explore. Besides, what they were doing was harmless, right? Yeah, the only person they may have been hurting was whatever neglectful heir of the place that only would really claim ownership when trespassing fines could be collected. But it was doubtful that that would happen.

"Good. Almost made me think I was going to have to hold your hand." He teased to him in a whisper before regaining a more outward composure. He looked back towards the young lady and followed her instructions, halfway tempted to flit over the hazard on the floor but remembering that his wings were tied up. He looked to her and cast a small smirk. "Can't say I blame you. Stuff like this is pretty cool. Anyway, nice to meet you Briallen." She was pleasant, which eased him a bit. He wasn't quite used to meeting others with abilities and thus was a bit on edge when meeting new people here. So far though everything was going smoothly.

"Sure does..." Jericho replied in a mumble at Ettein, looking all around at the building before them. "Must have been the place to go back in the day. Shame it went to hell." Even the presumably once polished marble under his feet was worn and dirtied over the years. Plus there were even plants running through the cracks of it. He looked back to Briallen. "Awesome. Well, we were just gonna casually look around. Heard there was all sorts of old lost silent films and stuff in the auditoriums themselves... You find anything interesting?"

Though as he was voicing his thoughts, he could have sworn he had heard voices carry though weary old walls and the floor that was falling apart. Jericho shook his head at her question. "Nah, I hear 'em too. Really must be a popular night to meander about here." He listened from upstairs, faintly hearing several voices. He even went so far as to tap into his ability, though only vaguely sensed some sort of fearful disturbance. But nothing beyond that. "Probably..." He looked up, squinting through the dark until he shined his flashlight towards the floor above them. "I would say we should go check it out, but I dunno whether or not they're up to any good." He didn't want to judge like that, but it was a safety precaution more than anything. "Anyone up there?!" He asked in a slightly vocal whisper, loud enough to try to get attention through holes in the floor above him but quiet enough to not cause an indoor avalanche or something. </div>