Pax RP

<small>Kata</small>
Mimas arched a brow, staring at the now-rather-wolfy Tala for a while.

"A werewolf?" She let out a chuckle after saying this.

She stared at the clothes, wondering if now would be a good time to leave the pool. "Thank you, by the way."

She then looked to Guardian. "Sir, when might we be leaving for this cave you mentioned? I... am not fond of the idea of leaving the comfort of this warm pool before I absolutely have too."

<small>Ana</small>
Tristé barely woke up from his brief period of unconsciousness, hardly having the strength to lift his head to scan his surroundings. He was still in the forest, it seemed. So unless heaven or hell is a treehugger's paradise, it seemed he was still alive. He wasn't sure if he could even call it that. He couldn't move his legs; it was as if they were weighed down with lead weights. This happened before, actually, but that time his legs were really weighed down. Thankfully he was able to cut himself free and swim to the surface of the lake he was dropped in. Gee, people really don't like it when you rob their candy store.

Back to the time at hand, however, he could smell someone. The smell was faint, but fresh enough for him to follow. Well, attempt to follow. He slowly dragged his thin, emaciated body forward with his twiggy arms, gradually reaching the 'camp', following the blue-haired alien's scent.

Meanwhile on Kata&#33;

Surprised at how peaceful the planet seemed now that they had a fairly competent group of travelers, the little alien by the name of CP decided to relax, warm by the radiant heat from the spring.

That was until one of the new arrivals vanished behind a snowbank and a Wolf bounded back throwing nothing but her clothes to the ground.

"Oh shi-&#33;" The goo gasped, a literal wave of fear rippling his body. The wolf ate her&#33; All of her&#33; There was nothing left&#33;

He slunk quickly behind Syllak, quivering with more than cold. What can they do?&#33; What could they do?&#33; Then, at that moment the wolf opened it's mouth, and Cp could her the swallowed girl's voice from deep inside.

He nearly passed out.

Guardian looked at the wolf, then back to the snowdrift. "You changed forms, correct?" He asked to verify. Then tilted his head. "Perhaps your human form clothing can go to the blue-adorned woman. While you figure this out, I shall breach a snow-path towards the cave." He said. "Then you will not take undue cold." He informed the group, and then started barreling off in a seemingly random direction, leaving a trench in the snow. How he could have such endurance to sprint non-stop was a mystery.

<small>Ana</small>

She wasn't sure how, but random deck shuffling was providing Flipside with directions. Oddly precise in some instances, such as 'five steps to your left', but more general in other cases. To somebody else, it may look fairly random, but somehow part of her was taking it in stride.

She looked up and around as she got another king of spades and frowned, spotting Triste in the distance. "H-Hey&#33; Random guy&#33;" she yelled, breaking into a run after him. "Wait up&#33;"

On Ana:

Unlike Markus, the cold woman showed no anger nor surprise at Markus emotional display, remaining stoically cold.

The crossbow bolt hit her leg thankfully just above the kneecap-it wouldn't cripple her as she had thought, but it would make dodging and walking near impossible.

This combined with his yell, which did far more to debilitate her than the bolt sticking out of her leg as oversensitive ears rang painfully, caused the hand holding the Sapphire Dagger to make the blade slash wildly instead-it wouldn't kill, but it would probably create a nasty wound if the mercenary wasn't quick enough to avoid it.

As she collapsed, the butt of the crossbow clipped the top of the womans head rather than her face, knocking her to the side, out cold. Even so, her face remained entirely expressionless and her gemblade would be near impossible to remove, for she held onto it with a white knuckled grip

((Well, that was fun ^_^))

On Kata:

Tala nodded at Mimas, happy that somebody seemed happy at her condition. "Yup, that's me" she answered with a lupine grin "it comes in handy sometimes. And no problem, it looks like you need it more than I do right now" the werewolf then looked to Guardian as he too spoke, and nodded her lupine head "that's right, I have three I can use" she answered before watching him plow impressively through the snow.

Syllak had simply been standing there, basking her cold blood in the warmth of the spring. She'd have to tend to her armour when they got somewhere drier of course... The sivak draconian was snapped out of her thoughts as she noticed the blob creature, shivering with more than cold slink behind her "Whatever is the matter, little one?" she asked, scanning the area for any possible threats.

The blade dug into him badly, and left a large gash in his arm. The pain shot through his arm and he once again swore very loudly, but he controlled the pain and counted his blessings. If it wasn't for the fact he was wearing his leather armour underneath, the slash would have sliced through a lung. Markus tried to kick the blade away but the woman's hand held it in a vice like grip. He briefly considered just cutting the blade free, but decided against it. He still had an interesting situation before him. His attacker lay unconscious before him, completely at his mercy. He could just kill her now and be done with it, but what was the point? The woman was likely just scared, as everyone else was to some degree. Even he was, even if he didn't show it.
"I should just leave you here for dead you know." Markus growled at the woman "however I get the feeling that's gonna be more trouble than it's worth somehow."
Markus remembered he had some rope on him, and couldn't control the smirk on his face.
"Well I just hope I can get an explanation out in time."

After spending a good deal of time tieing up the attacker, be extra sure she couldn't wriggle or cut her way free, Markus hoisted her up on his shoulders and started staggering back to the camp. Admittedly, he wasn't that strong. He called back to the girl.
"Common, we have to get going."
"Before anyone ELSE attacks us" He thought bitterly.

On Ana:
The blue clad woman had obviously been unconscious for such a long while it had allowed Markus to bind her, but it was now beginning to wear off.

The very first two things she became aware of was the pounding of her temple and the bolt still in her leg, twinging at every movement, beginning to scrape the bone.

The second was the sounds, for this womans main sense was not her sight, but her hearing. Close to her she could hear the over-emotional mans boots trudging through the grass, a little unevenly. His breathing was heavy, and hs heartbeat was far too close. So, he had decided to take her with him. Good, though she'd have probably killed him if the roles had been reversed. However, that meant there'd probably be awkward questions when they arrived at their destination-probably the small group of stationary peopke gathered around a fire up ahead. She could also hear the little girl she'd seen earlier, not that far away from them.

The tools of her trade clinked in her pockets, metal and glass alike. That was interesting, she hadn't expected them to still be there.

She kept her eyes closed, her grip tight on the Sapphre Dagger that was still in her hands. If she lost that, if someone emotional had picked it up, it would have been a disaster waiting to happen.

She tested the rope ties around her wrists, finding she could not get a significant amount of movement to cut anything off. It might've given away the fact that she was aware of her current predicament, but she had to try.

She considered talking to him, but asking where they were going seemed pointless as she'd found out soon enough, the same for asking what he was going to do. Anything else was more provocative than it was worth, as it was she hadn't expected to wake up again. She wasn&#33;t about to gamble her life on a careless word.

So she remained silent, waiting to see what would happen next. If he noticed she was awake and asked her something she would answer. If not then she'd just remain silent.

After a while, Markus finally arrived at the camp. He walked to what was roughly the center and dumped the woman on the ground, most likely crushing her hands in the process.
"Look what I caught, an attacker&#33;" Markus yelled to the others. "Someone disarm her, she's carrying a dagger. Afterwards we're both gonna need looking at by a medic. I know enough to stop myself dieing, but hell if I can actually do any healing."
He looked down at the woman, and "placed" a boot firmly on her gut.
"WAKEY WAKEY&#33;"

On Ana:

Furnace poked his head up out of his homemade hole in the ground briefly, spotted Markus and his prisoner and promptly withdrew back into it. The ground around him echoed with the creatures mean laughter-clearly something had tickled the beast.

The blue clad woman felt herself dumped unceremoniously on the ground-no less than she expected, her hands crushed under her own bodyweght. Markus's original yell caused only a litttle discomfort, but the second one caused her to cringe-and his foot on her stomach wasn't helping much either.

Opening both eyes she glared up at him-though they themselves held no anger.

"Unnecessary" she stated, referring to the boot on her stomach "I was already awake. If you're going to take my Sapphre Dagger away from me then you may as well put it in one of my jacket pockets, where all the other items of mine that you have missed are". It was a bit risky, but it might work. Just because she was tied up didn't mean she was out of ideas. If it didn't work, then the only one who'd know was her. ((If you choose to do this, or decide to take them away note that two are filled with identical-looking [they're not ] but neatly separated throwing daggers, one on the left side and one on the right, and another two are filled with small vials of green and clear liquid. Oh and one pair of blue earmuffs in another))

"Please stop yelling" she added as an afterthought, figuring her sudden politeness might throw him off "I will be useless if I have gone deaf"

In all that, the mercenary and everyone around the camp should notice one thing-her voice was devoid of any tone-although there was of course the suggestion of suppressed pain (who wouldn't be in pain at that point? Pounding head, bolt in leg, and hands being crushed even more by Markus pinning her down. It was fortunate the Dagger had not had any sharp edges pointed at her when he'd dropped her, otherwise she'd have had to add that too). She was simply stating things as they were to her.

((Editted because I didn't quite like the original post))

Faya dragged the last of the twenty trees she felled out of the forest, humming merrily to herself over the sound of branches tearing up grass. She dumped it where she left all the others, then brushed off her hands and called out to no one in particular, "See, I win&#33; All dead&#33;" Having noticed the prisoner Markus has brought in, she wandered over and watched the whole scene with a lopsided grin, evidently pleased. "Can I kill it? It looks fun." She asked, shuffling closer despite the fact that she had yet to be given 'permission'.
Waffles scurried over and stood stiffly beside her, his nose crinkled in disapproval.

"As tempting as that is" Markus growled as he threw a dirty look at the woman "probably not the best idea. Still, she needs disarming if you wouldn't mind, and make sure you've thoroughly searched her."
Markus hated giving orders, that usually led to a knife to his throat, but the woman was dangerous. She either had no emotion at all or she was on something, either way it wasn't good.

Athena frowned. "Back off, you two." She said to Markus and Faya. "I'll deal with her."

Stepping closer to the blue woman, she deepened her voice. "People around here seem to lack the important things, as in civility. I apologize for - wait -" Athena said, looking around.

Athena pointed her staff at Markus, her entire posture threatening. "Where's Melu? Goddamnit, you can't even take care of a single thing I ask&#33; Go find her. Now. Or else."

"She ought to have followed me, I bloody well made sure she did." Markus scowled.

Athena glared at him. "I asked you to take care of her. Not to capture, tie up, and drag back hapless people. Get out of here." She said, wrinkling her nose. "You disgust me."

On Ana:
The woman slightly raised an eyebrow at Markus dirty look, but focussed most of her attention on Faya. She quickly decided she didn't want Faya anywhere near her prized possession and began what looked like squirming to get out of her bonds. Of course that wasn't what she was actually doing, but there was no way for anyone else to tell what it is.

Then Athena came over and started talking, she looked a lot more stable.

"Indeed... I'll not give up my Dagger to her" she told Athena "or him" she indicated Markus with a nod of her head "I'd much rather you take it off me, if I must part with it for the time being"