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"Can I do anything to help? Get you to bed?" Brad asked Kheslo.

"Yes bed sounds good," Kheslo said.

"And I'm so bloody sic of you CONSTANTLY FORCING YOURSELF AND STICKING YOUR NOSE INTO OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS!" She forced the nosy elf out of the room and almost slammed him against the wall. "All you care about is your fire and your light, you don't give a crap about Meera, and who knows what in the ancestors she sees in the likes of you, so selfish! You almost abandoned her at the last fight, Brad has more balls than you and he can't even fight!" Zhailo shouted at him angrily. "You know nothing of me! And you would DARE conpare me to some selfish human?! I seriously doubt he even cares about his own kind, in fact he would most likely kill them all. Not once did you defend your gf's honor." Zhaio stripped Tvylnot to nothing and made sure he was weaponless. "What good is fire when you can't even use it, focus it you pathetic excuse for an elf? When I told you I wanted to be alone, you followed and then you took over the rooms I was in, REC ROOM, TRAINING ROOM, KITCHEN. You're fast you know that, managing to butt into everyone's business. Yet if someone but into yours you would cry like a child!" She then nearly slammed him down. "YOU'RE WELCOME FOR SAVING YOUR HIDE!" Zhailo took off after that, very upset with both Tylenol and Icky Vicky.

Meera's jaw nearly hit the floor in response to the outburst.

Tylvenot smiled at Meera, as he put his things back on, "You are not as crazy as I thought." He strapped on his gauntlets and greaves, watching Zhailo storm off, "She is just as clueless as Vic. They were meant for each other." He walked around the room, buckling his Keela back on, "Too bad she doesn't know a thing about me."

Vic jumped upon hearing the voice in his head, he remembered the deal and would upkeep it as long as he still stood to gain from it though there had been one thing about the voice that had plagued his mind since the last encounter and he wanted it answered.

Who are you ? He asked internally shifting in his seat as he wondered if the voice could read thoughts.

"Neither do I actually," Meera said, "Please share."
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In due time...

Vic inwardly growled, he had never heard of any human technology capable of penetrating the mind and feared the worst. Just get me my Island.

Zhailo was crying. She had gotten outside the ship and flew to a high place. Tears were streaming down her face and even though it was cold, Tyleno couldn't follow because he couldn't fly or climb, just make up rumours about everyone and constnatly prod them and be nosy until he got the result he wanted so he could parade about and ruin their reputation to make himself feel a little better like some kind of fat-head bully.

Tylvenot wondered why the sudden interest in him, "I am an Elf, obviously, and I am a warrior. I have never know my father or my mother. I have known no other life than the Warhost. I have known Kheslo and Enteriot for a very, very long time. Before we left, I sort of promised Kheslo's parent she would come home safe, seeing as our families where friends. I actually was beginning to work in the royal guard, but only in training. Nothing very official. I have never had any higher aspirations." He looked at his hands, "My life is not that exciting, well not before I came to the surface. My life isn't that interesting, Meera."

"Royal guard huh? Must be exciting," Meera said.

jeremy was fast asleep on the sofa in the rec room, oblivious to all the ranting and raving.

Brad helped Kheslo to a bed.

Tylvenot smiled, bashfully rubbing the back of his head. To his surprise, and dread, a large amount of golden blood came from a wound there. He tried to stand but he became dizzy. He clenched his teeth, as he gripped his head. "What the...." He stared at his palm, covered in blood.

It had been a mad few hours- but eventually the group was in the briefing room.
"We need a plan," Eva stated.

Vic had spent the whole time whilst he was sitting in the generator room, thinking up excuses for what he'd done with Curse, he was horribly confused but hoped she'd respect the fact that he hadn't done what most men would have done and slept with her before moving onto good looking woman that caught his eye. Sitting in the room he tried to avoid making eye-contact with the French woman and Zhailo as he listened in to what Eva was saying.

"There's three obvious choices here- Gluttony is still loose in London, Paris need assistance against stragglers and the Princess has found a portal entrance," Eva continued.

Brad stroked Kheslo's arm, hoping she would feel better.

"Gluttony took out an entire fortress of armed men and women, it will take out more if left alone. Meera seems to know a way to defeat it but not without sacrifice it seems." Zhailo spoke up. "Do we really want it still loose and it makes its way here or through anywhere for that matter?"