United

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Olhal didn't recognise the voice at first; within an instant he'd drawn his M11s, and set a flame so he could see, but holstered the guns when he recognised her. "Ah. Sorry about that back there... I can't believe he could do that to me after what I've done for him..." He sighed, and rubbed his head. "Ouch. He didn't miss there... how could I let my guard down like that? Eh, can't trust anyone these days..." He stared at the ground. "Oh, I believe I haven't asked your name yet... may I?"

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

She had stopped in her tracks when he'd drawn his M11s, but continued to walk up to him when he had recognized her. She reached him right before he finished speaking. "No need to be sorry. I can't believe he punched you." She reached up and grabbed his chin gently, turning his head slightly and examining where he was punched. "Oh yeah, he really got you there. I was going to march straight out there and give him a kick in the gut but I thought better of it." She let go of his chin, letting her arm fall to her side, and smiled. "My name's Shana."

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir got bored of watching the strange creature and so she turned around, cuttling back over to Fyroh. "That wasn't very gentleman like of you to punch your friend. Or an ally of yours. You need all you can get." She uttered in a voice barely audible.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh scowled. "You would have done worse to him if you heard what he was saying about you. He's obsessed with the idea that you're a traitor and are either going to use or backstab me..." He muttered something vulgar under his breath.

Olhal sighed. "I guess I did pull a few emotional strings of his, but by no means did he have to smack me like that." He smiled. "Well, I'm glad you were considering it. He deserves more than just a kick, I can tell you... but, what am I going to do now? I joined for his sake..." He paused. "Shana? Ah, lovely name. I know you already know this, but my name is Olhal-" He cut himself off for some reason. "Well, what are we to do now?..."

[KatTheCatCalledTasha]

{wow. hurt yourself huh? nice entrance erin.}

I hope your not being sarcastic

((Gawd Erin, I think you need to come down to my house. You need a little bit of guidance in the boards - for a start, if you're talking to someone, type OOC: (out of character) or ((-text-)) so that people know that it's not part of the rp. ;]))

[Dr. Strange]

Saphir shrugged. "I get it all the time. Doesn't bother me but apperently it does you. I'll keep away from such a touchy subject. So he's an ally of your brother and you? And what did he say exactly about me- besides the traitor part." She looked at the ground, studying it to keep him from seeing any recognizable emotions that flickered across her face.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh sighed. "Well, he called you a ***** several times. Also, he thinks you're scum, just trying to suck up to everyone to get your own way; and wanting to switch sides to the alien race in which we're trying to fight off, and if not them, you'll become a 'dirty Rebel'. Thats about it. But, I trust you... you wouldn't leave me like that, would you?..." he asked, also turning away as to hide the doubt on his face.

[Dr. Strange]

"I feel you doubt me but I can understand it. Yes, I am sensitive to people's feelings so it takes me a while to escape my remorse for all the dead. And I am deeply sorry your friend does not like me. He did? Well, I can't say I blame him. After all, I am a traitor." She explained, looking up finally after a few minutes of uncomfortable silence.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh looked at her. "Are... are you saying that you ARE going to join another side?..." he asked, pain in his voice. "Please... I don't want it to be true..." he thought, circling the phrase through his head.

[Dr. Strange]

"I might not. If I do, I'd want you to join. They seem much more respectful of me than the humans so..."

"SORA SAPHIR FALLEN!! YOU WILL STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!! I DID RESPECT YOU!!" A six foot four human shouted, bluring over and slapping her loudly. Her long, dark brown hair was falling loosely around her face. Her blue green eyes blazed with angry worry. The black tee she wore clashed with her pale face and her dark blue jeans. Black nails, black tennis shoes, one peircing on her lip, another in her right ear, two in her left and a tattoo on her back of a dragon conflicted with Saphir.

Saphir flinched. "Hello Artemas. Nice to see you again. I think you just killed my ears. Thanks." She said with a sloppy, lovable grin.

"Pain in tha ***. I should kill you right now but I need you. And where's this Olhal you mentioned earlier, hmm?" Her eyes sparkled and she grinned apologetically.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh growled. "You're forgetting who I really am, Saphir, I'm not killing my own kind for nothing. I'm here to defend Earth from the invaders, and also to raise money to cure my brother... I'm not here to fight any stupid battles when we really all should work together to drive out the invaders. If we all united, we'd defeat the aliens easily, but the Rebels are NOT helping. And besides, after Vlaardi's cured, I'm outta here." he muttered. "Olhal went off that way." he added, waving an arm to the dark stone path which Olhal had left on.

[Marquis Lythis]

Rem had been staring off into the distance for a bit, a foreboding feeling coming over him. He looked at Nyx, saying, "I've got a bad feeling....wait, maybe I just need to unwind a tad.." He stretched, and released some electricity as he did so. it arced from arm to arm violently, striking the ground and a nearby tree a couple of times. "Yeah, That's better. But somethings still amiss... Do you smell blood? I think I do, but my sense of smell doesn't do much up here."

[Dr. Strange]

Artemas nodded, giving Fyroh a light pat under the chin before disappearing in the direction he had pointed. Hmm...I wonder if he's as Saphir described him...
Saphir shook her head from side to side. "No I haven't. I just wish we could unite too- but...There's the whole fact everyone believes I'm a traitor when I'm just survivng." She shivered lightly, unnoticably, trailing her fingers across her cheek where Artemas had slapped her.

[Fyroh Ilqe Gahn]

Fyroh nodded. "I see..." He couldn't think of much better to say than that. "Well, you've got me now..." He reached a hand for his sword to check it was still there. "Never could give up swordplay, not since I've devoted my whole life to it so far." he said, and, seeing his sword was there securely, he put his hands by his sides casually again.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Olhal sighed. "I guess I did pull a few emotional strings of his, but by no means did he have to smack me like that." He smiled. "Well, I'm glad you were considering it. He deserves more than just a kick, I can tell you... but, what am I going to do now? I joined for his sake..." He paused. "Shana? Ah, lovely name. I know you already know this, but my name is Olhal-" He cut himself off for some reason. "Well, what are we to do now?..."

She smiled again. "Thank you." She paused for a second, thinking. "Well, I don't know what you're going to do about not being with your friend when you joined for him but-" Her ears twitched. She turned her head, looking back down the path from where they came, then looked back at him. "I believe we should get moving. I think we're being followed. We've got to find the camp or at least get out of this area and make our own."