Red Lake [open]

[freedom]

Seamus nodded slightly, understanding where he was coming from on all fronts. He had some ideas of course, but this wasn't the time or place for them. "Come on..." he said, standing up and holding out his hand, "let me take you some place that we can talk relatively normally." After helping up Flippy, Seamus began to control the dirt all around the bodies, burying them underneath the ground to give them the closest thing possible to a proper funeral.

[Flippy]

Flippy slowly nodded his head as he was lifted onto his feet. He watched the bodies become buried under the dirt and he let out a long sigh, mouthing out an apology to the people he slaughtered. Than he looked back up at Seamus, wondering where he was going to take him. He trusted him, more or less, and as long as it didn't end up killing him he was fine with it. He wouldn't even care he took him to visit hell an left him there. If it was some bad place, he knew he deserved it. "So where are we going?" he asked.

[freedom]

"An old soccer field," he responded. Certainly not a usual place to hang out on any accord, but at the current moment it was abandoned and didn't have the overhanging smell of death and burning. Seamus kept his wings tucked in and began to walk, motioning for him to follow.

[Flippy]

Flippy didn't respond, nor did he agree to going to this soccer field, but it must have been a good idea since he suggested it. This guy was pretty wise from the start. He followed close by, watching his two so he wouldn't step on any of the burial places. He already killed them, the best he can do for them is not step on them.
(lazyy -.-)

[freedom]

Seamus continued walking down the path, smiling softly as he realized that even though he could go insane and kill many people, he still had a good side to him, which had morals as strong as him. After a good amount of time traveling, they reached the field. The two were not here to play, but just to be alone and talk.