An Unfortunate Occurrence
Sep. 13th, 2010 06:45 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
His brain was getting off the subject at hand because he was trying to justify the fact that he was out here alone without any backup. Sand's mind snapped back to reality, which was trying to trail this kid without using his powers. It was proving more difficult than he had hoped as the youth was quickly evading him by cutting around every corner in the city almost. "I think this kid knows that I am following him, so I guess that I am forced to going to plan B." His muttering to himself was getting some strange looks from the people he was passing, but not as weird as when he shifted into his silicate form and disappeared down an ally.
Sand was cutting through buildings, while popping his head out a wall every once in a while to keep tabs on the kid who he was following. He finally came out into an alley that he last saw the kid walk down only to find that it was completely empty of life except for a few rats. "Now things just seem to be getting odd." He searched the alley to find a small grate where water drained down into the sewer that had been moved recently by someone or something. Even though he knew it was not going to be pleasant, Sand shifted downward into the sewer and went back to his human state.
There was nothing to tell him whether the kid was actually down here or not, but he kept searching for some clue. His brain told him that he was just trying to avoid the truth that he needed help for this type of work now, but his pride wouldn't let him admit it. Sand finally found a manhole which led him to some warehouse district of New York City. He decided that he should head home as this night had been a complete waste in his personal opinion. Sand had not tracked the kid nor had he left his powers out of the situation. "Well I guess it is back to the drawing board."
Sand adjusted his mask, fixed his coat, and started walking towards home, or what he figured was the direction for home. His ability to navigate the city was completely shot after being in the sewers for a long period of time. His hope was that he would eventually run into something that would let him gain his bearings. With that in mind, it started to become cloudy, and the sound of thunder could be heard over his head. "This is a bad omen if I ever saw one."