A chilly wind wrapped around Clarity as she walked towards the alleyway beside her apartment complex. Her long jacket wrapped around her body, it was obvious it was too big for her, it was decoratively adorn with coloured patches that were poorly sewn on. She had a single bandage on her nose, it didn't look like it served a purpose.
She entered the alley and combed her short dark hair with her fingers. She took a pack of cigarettes from an inside pocket of her jacket, she plucked one out and slow put the pack back, extracting a pack of matches in the same movement. She lit her cigarette and leaned against the wall.
It was an almost crescent moon that night, she position herself so she could gaze into its light. She had spent most of childhood imagining the moon having a face, tonight is seemed like it was laughing at her. "I won't quit smoking no matter what you say." She muttered at it.
She turned around and stared at the darkness.

Raphiel ran his finger through his dark black hair and sighed, enjoying the
darkness up on the rooftop.
A black bandanaa was tied on his forehead, casting a shadow over
his eyes. He wore a black jacket and black jeans, which seemed to blend him
in with the shadows. He didn't know why he was here, he just wanted to hide
in the darkness forever. Hearing a noise below him he turned and looked over the
edge of the building. A girl.... taking a drag from a cig... and she had a bandaid on her nose? He raised his eyebrows and continued to watch.

((OOC: I am so awful at this...))

Clarity had no idea anyone was watching her. She continued to smoke, never turning her head, never looking up, just staring into the darkness.

Interesting... the girl seemed not to notice anything... Raphiel grinned and
chuckled quietly to himself. With cat-like movements he darted across the
roof to a ladder positioned on the side of the building. Climbing down quickly
and quietly he tightened his bandana. Jumping lightly of the ladder, he landed about 10 feet behind the girl... and he pressed against the wall, blending with the shadows. He watched the girl to see if she would notice him.

Clarity, thinking that she heard something, turned her head. The alleyway was still dark but she knew something was changed, something else was added to the shadows. It could have been a cat but there was no reason to take that as an answer. It could also be some creep lurking in the shadows...

Well only one way to find out. "Is there anyone out there? I'll warn you now, I know Tai Kwon Do." Well maybe just the first level but nobody had to know that.

She had noticed him. He decided to take a chance. Making sure he kept his head lowered, Raphiel stepped out of the darkness and grinned. "Tia Kwon Do, huh? Heh... wouldn't want to get hurt by that." He pulled his head up, making sure she couldn't see his eyes. She was dressed in a weird coat... patches here and there. He stared at her quietly.

Ah, so there was somebody, Clarity didn't like people who lurk, especially ones who stare. "The hell you staring at?" She looked mad, her lips formed a frown, and her forehead wrinkled in distaste. She took a drag from her cigarette and stared back at him.

"Who does it look like I am staring at?" Raphiel grinned. She seemed flustered... angry... He had that effect on most people. "So what is lil missy doing all alone at night? And aren't you cold?" Raphiel looked at the cigarette briefly. "You shouldn't smoke." He fingered a wooden sword hanging at his side. "I pratice Kendo... heh..." Raphiel's head jerked up suddenly. "I have to go." He turned around.

"Huh?!" She raise her eyebrows. Such an array of questions and assault of worthless trivial knowledge, led Clarity to one conclusion. "You got ants in you pants bud?"

Raphiel grinned. "Something like that..." He glanced at her. "Oh yeah..." Shrugging off his jacket he tossed it to the girl. "Here, you look like you need it. And by the way... you can call me... The Lord's Prophet." And with that he turned around and walked into the endless darkness.

Clarity caught the jacket and looked at it while she heard the man leave. When he was clearly out of sight she calmly walked to the nearest dumpster and threw the jacket in. What a nut case, she thought as she walked back to her original spot. The Lord's Prophet?! Hell she was glad that guy didn't stick around, she would have probably needed to kick some sense into that psycho.