From Moscow to Spectral Avenue~!

[Lapis Lazuli]

Locating the whereabouts of other color personas was the greatest achievement that Nikolai attempted. With the use of forum IP address tracking, he traced the location of a personal computer in use by a color who resided in the avenue. This was his best intel in which he uploaded into his internal GPS system. "Spectral Avenue is in the United States?", Nikolai asked himself. Nikolai packed his suitcases into the old jeep his father had given him. In a few hours of locating the avenue he took off from his home to the Moscow military air base. The soldiers loaded his vehicle into the cargo plane, equipping it with a freight parachute. Nikolai boarded the cargo bay with parachute as well deciding that the most enjoyable way of travel was by plane and sky diving, which was his favorite sport.

En Route to the avenue Nikolai was planning on where he would stay, locating a currency exchange, finding a Russian embassy, restaurant, gas station, and maybe a club. Nikolai was conflicted on one thing however. How would he approach the other colors and befriend them? He also began to calculate this idea as well. He leaned back in his seat and listened to his iPod. He closed his eyes and snoozed for the rest of the flight duration.

Once over the Colorado state border a crew member woke Nikolai and prepared him for his jump. Nikolai dashed to the bay door of the cargo plane. Soon as Nikolai and his jeep were ejected from the plane it's shadow covered the entire avenue from it's size for a brief moment because of it's speed. The jeep and Nikolai went down face first with the color doing spirals and backflips in the joy of freefall. The jeep's chute was automatically executed with Nikolai's to synchronize their landing in the middle of the square where the concrete platform resides. The jeep's rubber tires plant evenly on the platform with Nikolai touching down next to the rear. He removes the chutes and wraps them in a garbage bag, then placing them in the trunk. Nikolai takes out his binoculars to scan the area he has just landed in.

Home free.

[Electrolite Green]

Somewhat boring of a day inflicted itself in such a way that left one waiting. It gave room for change with the mystery that it could lack a challenge. For the twenty-three year old chimera it was nothing but another lifeless setting. The creature stood at a height of about six foot and weighing in at an uncommon 200 pounds. All that weight in the least of places as if he shared a more heavy pull to the ground. With electric green hair and piercing orange eyes that seemed to flicker between greens and golden rods, Beryl sat idly in all his odd glory. Not a thing on his mind from the sky to the ground, this man was concentrated on himself. Nothing but the boots on his feet and the eyes in his head.

With such gave way to the thoughts of something interesting surging the avenue, and before this though could pass a huge shadow cascaded over his lawn before stopping in the center of the cul de sack. With a raised pierced brow, he looked up through the cerise colored goggles he wore. "Th'ell?" when the vehicle landed he jerked into a sit on the lawn chair in front of a boring lime scaled house. With such a lacking history for the main story, Beryl was point blank curious but his eyes shown little. The figure who landed with such machinery didn't quite meet the chimera's idea of normal. Not at all in fact. He stood rather unwillingly and finally approached. Leaning on his white fence without expression.

Clothing wise, Beryl was simple. He wore black jeans that hugged his legs, the stitch line was neon green along with the straps hanging to-and-fro. His shirt was just as bright with it's striped pattern with a simple vest over it. Almost that of a rave club bartender, in fact that's exactly what it was. This specific color owned the only rave club on the alley, in fact why wouldn't he? With such a vibrant and bursting color with such a vibrant shading he was the light of the club. The neon shade peered over the fence still. Tapping his green and black rave boot against the ground as the other held up his weight. Finally his voice slipped in tongue unwillingly.

"Don't look too weird. They'll think you're lookin' for their gold." he called bluntly, idly chewing the mint piece of gum with a smirk. Blowing a casual bubble and humming rather loudly. "It's not too polite, strang'a." his accent was heavy an almost mix of Irish with a mix of Australian, spiced with the heavy sounds of American street cred. "Ya'know? S'weird!" he spoke again before looking down to the Pomeranian that had strode into the yard with it's head held high and it's tail wagging. A nice neon collar hanging around it's neck with an even brighter glimmering silver tag. Birch is wrote across the scape as the white and grey dog sits beside it's owner. Head poking through the fence as the neon continued his friendly bystander act.

[Lapis Lazuli]

Nikolai noticed the stranger after coming across the other's eyes in the binoculars. This new person was visually attracting, as is expected with color personas. Nikolai took a few steps toward the stranger and extended his hand for a handshake. "Да, спасибо за головы. Я здесь не для золота, на самом деле! Я здесь, чтобы найти цвета, как и я, и я обнаружил Ваше местоположение на моем компьютере. Меня зовут Николай. А тебя?" Nikolai said.

[Electrolite Green]

He blinked and took the hand offered, shaking hastily before he grinned with a slight coil. The words thrown at him didn't light and candles as he stared. Only catching something about names, that was obvious. So as suit he simply shrugged. "Beryl's th'name. Pronounced Breel." he clasped his hands, signalling for the dog to yap softly beside his leg as if asking to be introduced. "And this is Birch. Like the tree." he smirked and leaned on the fence more. "I'm assumin' y'new 'ere. That language you're speaking definitely doesn't hit any keys." he thought a moment before jerking the abused iPhone from his pocket, turning on the translator app. "This may help understand what it is y'tryin' t'say, mate."

[Lapis Lazuli]

Nikolai took the iPhone in his hand and held it closely to his chest. With a few moments his eyes glowed a little more blue than normal with the screen on the iPhone changing rapidly between folders, apps, settings, websites, emails, and so forth. Two minutes would pass before Nikolai would hand Beryl his phone back to him. "My a'hpologies Brehl, I did not know 'vhat your native language was at the Spek'rum A'wenue was. If my accent is too strong I can chah'nge it, Da?" Nikolai's eyes would return to their normal shade of blue and brightness, with smiles given to his new acquaintance.

[Electrolite Green]

The neon color was in practical awe, "We speak English f'the most part. Accents aren't t'big of a deal." he shrugged, "We've got'em all." after a moment he shrugged again. "That works now, what'cha usin' there." he smirked some, reaching down to pick up the white animal with a somewhat Cheshire styled smile in place. "Some of'em speak French, Italian, and stuff like th't. But... the most are English." he scratched the back of his head with a hum. "I'm assumin' y'new around here considerin' that drop." without much hesitance the phone was slipped into a pocket as he shifted to stand up more straightly. "Most of'em are out today... to th'park for someone birthday or somethin'. I dunno."

[Lapis Lazuli]

Little did Beryl know, the information Nikolai was looking for was the primary language and locations in the area using the maps application on the phone. He also tapped into their file servers and data networks to locate power and gasoline stations for a possible home. Nikolai was excited about a fresh start in the avenue. Seeing a small window of opportunity, Nikolai leaned to the side to give Beryl a smooch. "I look forward to meetin'k your friends, and hopefully to make new friends of my own." Nikolai smiled. "Show me the v'hey to your pah'rk, Da?"

[Electrolite Green]

Such a gesture made his face light up bright red before he smiled. "Ahem... I thin' you'll make plenty of them. Oh.. the park..." he brushed his bangs from his eyes and sighed. "Well... y'see I wasn't exactly invited. It's an Obsidian thin'." he shrugged his shoulders and looked to the other male with a casual gaze. "I'm not necessarily the tip o'the crop, as they say." his body leaned back on the fence, "I s'pose I could invite y'in or somethin'?" the chimera wasn't used to having someone to speak to, so this kind of meeting through him for a loop hole, though he kept his casual guy demeanor.

[Lapis Lazuli]

Nikolai smiled to see Beryl's response to his smooch. "Hope my pleasantries are not too for'vhard." Nikolai listened to Beryl's suggestion. "Oh, v'ell i'm sure they wouldn't mind." He knew this would be a good time to meet more colors. "Yes, if you can show me the way I can introduce myself to them." Nikolai held out his shoulder to signal for Beryl to take. "Come. I have a car v'he can use to get there."

[Electrolite Green]

He raised a brow, "I'm not sure y'understand. Those people r'hard to get along with." Beryl coughed some and leaned into the fence again, "Look, I ain't tryin' to tell'ya not to go. I'm jus' sayin' that it's not advised. Only the family was invited, the early hour explains f'all the other colors absence." he coughed into his hand again and shook his head. "Seriously though, they're jus' a hard family to get on the good side with. 'Specially with Red. He'll rip someone's head off in th'name of science."

[Lapis Lazuli]

Not wanting to start some kind of family feud with the local family, Nikolai nodded his head in agreement. "I uhnderstan't Brehl, then perhaps I could get to know you a bit more, Da?" Nikolai said quickly in a somewhat nervous manner. He felt as if going to this party would threaten a bear cave of some sort socially. Nikolai then decided to turn his attention to the first acquaintance he has had thus far in the avenue. He looked at Beryl again. "How long have you been here, Brehl?" Nikolai leaned into the fence too, looking at Beryl's pet too.

[Electrolite Green]

"Birch and I have been here for awhile." he looked to the gate and opened it up, "Come in. Ahm. This'ay." he started toward the rather neon colored house before looking over his shoulder to make sure the furry creature was at his heels, it was. "Sorry if th'place is a mess. I'm not home very much y'see?" he smirked and adjusted his goggles some, "Words of advice, the Red one, Seil, don't cross'im wrong. He doesn't like really anyone, but eh. I don't recommend making mutual enemies with'im." Beryl brought a hand up to brush back the glow in the dark beads into the blacklight living room. Everything seemed to be bright tones in the darkness. Like a ravers paradise, all rolled into one little house. Even the stairs where lined with small lights. "Th'rest of the family are a'ight in my book. Gaz seems withdrawn, but Ian, Violette, and Kayla are approachable." he chuckled, "Good lookin' bunch. Most of'em are."