Tros floated overhead, watching the great serpent fall. "By it's own power, of all things...." He flew over to the ring of Medics, coming down to a stop just above them, just barely in Blesse's view. "If only you were here, Sono..." He let out a slight chuckle, then stopped himself. "Then again, you have to protect Renao's body, on top of your current mental state."
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Sono waited for the lift to stop, his Gokai recovered. Renao was strapped to his back so she wouldn't fall off while he was in combat, the Doragon covering her vital areas. This limited his mobility to basic acrobatic skills, yet he didn't care.

Stepping off at his stop, the first thing he sees is Anguis' lifeless corpse, a fang jammed into it's eye and several more missing from it's mouth. Pass that was Jorik. Not wanting to shock him, Sono casually walked towards the leftover fires in the distance, coming closer and closer to him.

Location: depth 5 a small Morai encampment

[Elzilia, laying motionlessly on the medical bay, is rudely awakened by the sound of botton mashing. Someone is playing furiously on a new video game right next to her. That someone is Ursulan, her mission supervisor, Elzilia sighs when she sees Ursulan is playing the interceptor pilot simulator 2409, the 25th installment to a boring and cliche franchise.]

Ursulan: *furiously mashes the controller of the Vbox720* "HAHA! GREY BARON you are mine! What? Missles in my six?! Argh!" *chucks the controller to the ground while feeling pissed off* "Damn! I almost had him!"

Elzilia: *sits up from her bay* "Hey, Ursulan, why are you still playing that stupid game? Is that game any different from the one before?"

Ursulan: *checks the box cover of the game* "Well, the new game has improved graphics! 13 pixels better than the last installment! And I pre-ordered this to get the exclusive type-X2 jetstream fighter!"

Elzilia: *sighs* "I can see now why they drafted you into the gunship core, this game tought you exactly how to be a homocidal pilot right from your childhood... hmm, how come I never played any games during my reaper programme? And also, how did we ended up here?"

Ursulan: "You fainted, I have to drag you all the way back to this camp to recieve medical treatment... we were on our way to the platinum spire, and then, yeah... you fainted..."

Elzilia: *sneers* "What? So you just chickened out on our quest to destroy the Gods?"

Ursulan: "Hey, we can always fight another day, besides, without a gunship, I will only weight you down." *points at a new gunship out side the medical tent* "See that? Its an A2 'ravager' gunship, a vairant of the original design. Slower but hit harder. Now we just need to wait for instructions from the HQ."

Elzilia: *sighs* "I really want to know what happened to Old man Affraiel and Midnight... did they check in from the radio?"

Ursulan: *shakes his head* "They haven't checked in for the last 24 hours, Gwen probably had them..."

Elzilia: *tilts her lips* "Man... Affraiel, he was like a father I never had..."

Ursulan: "Are you kidding me? Do you know what kind of person he was? I checked the files you raided from camp Zeta, that guy is responsible for mass murder, genocide and even rape! And he did them all in the name of 'what he believed in was right'! What kind of human scum is that?"

Elzilia: *shrugs* "Hey, we all did bad things in our life, you and I are none the wiser, we all have blood in our hands. The reason why I respect Affraiel isn't because I worship his bloody deeds, I respect him for staying true for what he believed, despite how derailed he ultimately became in his pursuit for inner peace..."

Ursulan: "So it is a 'when you looked into the abyss, the abyss looks back into you' thing with Affraiel isn't it?"

Elzilia: "I guess so... We will all have to come to term with what we did in life... do you ever regret shooting down those valkyries?"

Ursulan: "...In some way... yes..."

Elzilia: "Haha, funny, at the end of say we are just human beings..."

OOC: waiting for Jorik

"Up boy, now pay attention before you lose something worse then a fight."

Holding onto the medic for fear of falling down the Firebug waited for the others to follow her. She was in no condition to move according to any saine doctor, but still the woman fought threw the pain of her body and the weakness of her limbs to carry herself forth. Like some kind of devilish contraption she just waited, staring at the others with her bleeding left eye, the blood drying for only a moment before the tear ducts of her eyes gave the blood a fresh spray of liquid.

Come on, we don't have all day.

Sono was slowly catching up to the man ahead of him, barely hearing his message. 'Morai? I don't have time for him.' He continued towards where the others were, faintly seeing Blesse, Luke, and a Medic up ahead a distance.

Passing by Jorik, Sono looked at him, studying and checking for anything special he had. Anguis' fangs hung from his belt, but nothing else to note. He looked ahead nonchalantly.

Sono gets up to where Blesse and Luke are. Hoping they weren't too mad for him leaving to Haven, he looks down and quietly mumbles, partially saddened, "hey guys...." He sees someone else out of the corner of his eyes.

Renao could feel the air around her again. She looked over to Dexmina one last time, and said "Goodbye for now... Dexmina."
She leaned over, and kissed her. Her spiritual essence faded away, Bit by bit- Like a hologram that refused to fade.
Dexmina fell to her knees, and cried out.
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Renao's mind eye opened slowly, Until she could see everything.
Everything was upside down. A strange man stood nearby, and Blesse was one the ground.
The guy didn't seem to have done anything to Blesse, and he seemed kinda cute. Looking behind herself, she was stuck to Sono.
She wiggled a little to let him know she was conscious, but didn't say anything.

"Grand Pretty boy knows the plan, he must have gotten the dispatch from HQ."

Blesse said in a mocking tone. Of course she was in enough pain her tone made little difference compared to her overall mood. As for the Pain reliever, she swallowed it, but her body burned it too quickly to even since a change. Grumbling she hung onto the man that was helping her, the dried blood from her left eye starting to crack as the bandage over it moved a little. Of all the things in the world...

Lifting her hand up to her head Blesse tried to take her temp the old fassioned way, however all she managed to do was set her hand a blaze. Shaking her hand free of the dark flames she just sighed. Right, mind must be fried as well...I could use a little nap though. Slowly she started to closer her eyes. The total weight of the Flame unit and extra tanks on her body could have been felt at this point with out Blesse support in keeping herself up.

Pushing away the cold towel Blesse did everything she could to avoid such a cold thing.

"You, whats your name? Bah never-mind, do me a favor and keep that cold thing away from me. Do you want me to freeze to death or something? Think about it for a moment, this fire had to come from some where and a Ten pound Flame Tank, thats half empty didn't make this much of a mess."

Holding up her hand Blesse struggled for a moment as she summoned a small dark Ghost pyre. After a second she let the flame die out and felt her knees starting to shake. Looking up with her uncovered eye she seemed to be missing the inner spark she once had before, not that she really cared to know who saw her eyes since she mostly had a face plate over her face.

"What I need is some fuel for the fire of my Spirit. And some stronger pain Medication.

[Ursulan and Elzilia replenished themselves with a nice meal of field rations and wild fruits, readying for their next encounter with the enemies. But before they could trace back onto their path to the platinum spire. A radio transmission arrived at the camp's make-shift signal beacon. The message is new and sent from the same depth as the snarby.]

Signal beacon: "This is Commander Jorik Ironridge requesting pick-up and return to our base of operations. The trail has gone cold, and I require gear back at base in order to pick up the hunt once again. I expect a reply shortly. I've already killed a Giant snake down here, and don't want to have to stain the ashes here with further bloodshed."

Ursulan: *notices the message* "Did you hear that? Commander Jorik Ironridge?"

Elzilia: *shrugs* "Who the heck is that?"

Ursulan: "Oh you know, THE JORIK Ironridge?"

Elzilia: "Sounds like some bad@ss I wasn't told of... so what does he need? A pick up?"

Ursulan: "Prescicely, come on, get on to the gun ship, we are heading out."

[Without any further adue, Ursulan hops onto his new ship and strapped on all the harnesses. Elzilia grabbed on the side of the gun ship, the A2 ravager is a single pilot gun ship. So Elzilia is forced to hang onto the side of the ship, holding onto a metal handle on the ship's main body. The other metal handle on the opposite side is reserved for Jorik.]

Ursulan: *starts up the engine* "All system operational... hold tight Elzilia... you don't want to fall off from here..."

[The A2 Ravager is a slow ship, but it gets the job done, minutes later, they located the co-ordinate of the transmission. The gloaming wildwood seems to have endured a battle, a battle that shouldn't have take place. Elzilia soon spots a large man with an axe in the distance, it is jorik.]

Elzilia: "You see that?"

Ursulan: "The ID are matched, that is indeed commender Jorik..." *connects to Jorik's radio frequency* "Commender Jorik, this is Ursulan, air lieutenant second class. We have intercepted your radio message and arrived here at your request. We will give you a lift back to the HQ."

Elzilia: "In another word, the air-cav has arrived!"

Ursulan: *responds to Jorik* "Roger that commender..." *sets the ship down to ground level* "whoa... it seems we have missed a fight of a life time here..."

Elzilia: *chuckles* "Too bad none of these guys get to fight a million years old ent! I am already start missing that guy, what was his name again?"

Ursulan: "Xinos... judge Xinos to be exact, but the darkness had already corrupted him... we just did him a favour by putting him down. Man, do you what was it like when he shrinked my down into a little baby?"

Elzilia: "...?"

Ursulan: "It felt like as if I was born again! For the second time!"

Elzilia: "Ugh... I wished that you could have stayed as a baby... much less chatty..."

[The gunship sets down to ground level a few steps away from Jorik, waiting for him to grab onto the outside of the gun ship.]

Ursulan: *calls HQ* "Morai HQ, this is air lieutenant Ursulan, I have picked up commander Jorik, ready to return to base."

"Grand pretty boy knows the plan - he must have gotten the dispatch from HQ." Blesse mocked the handsome young man, who did not flinch. As she took the pain reliever, she suddenly hung tighter onto Nathan - causing the latter's eyes to widen in surprise.

"Me, hunt Takizar? No, you most certainly are not correct. I don't like killing people. Now hand me a wet towel, please." Gwen pulled back Blesse's hair with her free hand as she continued without hesitation. "Something's still very wrong. She's not responding to my treatments. I'll need her ferried to a medical facility where I can concentrate and create more potent medicines."
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If one paid enough attention, they would have seen a faint blue pentagram on each of Nathan's eyes that had almost instantly appeared after Gwen's previous sentence.

Let's have a quick overview of her, now shall we? Oh; that's a very interesting source of power. It appears she obtains the ability to materialize and manipulate fire from a fire spirit, which is currently deficient in fuel. It seems that her own regenerative abilities are mediocre, though her body is currently experiencing an almost unbearable pain. She has multiple wounds across her body as well.

The pentagrams slowly faded, and Nathan turned to Blesse once again. "What I REALLY need is fuel for the fire of my Spirit. And stronger pain relievers."

Looks like I was spot on.

"I know where you can get fuel - I have a source of fuel with me right now, actually." Nathan brought a miniscule, metallic sphere out of his pocket. "This is an incredibly small anti-matter reactor that I have personally designed. The antimatter and matter have been severely condensed, and it weighs at about 2 kilograms. Although it only works once, its minimum estimated yield is 180 petajoules of energy - or 1.8×(10^17) joules of energy, if you'd like it in standard form. In another aspect, you could say that this has about as much energy as 43 megatons of TNT, or a nuclear fission bomb that weighs 27,000 kilograms. Though there's a drawback - if this immense energy is all released at once, you might be caught in a very dangerous explosion that would annihilate your body. That's if you can't absorb it properly. "

Nathan put the sphere on Blesse's hands, before turning to Gwen. "That solves the fuel problem. As for the pain relievers - I'd highly suggest the use of anesthesia. You should inject propofol to start the anasthetic, fentanyl to blunt the stress response, midazolam to ensure that she doesn't remember the operation and sevoflurane to maintain the effects throughout the operation. This should effectively allow you to work without any disturbances that her body might create." Nathan smiled charmingly as he paused for a moment, before continuing. "I may not look like it, but I'm highly qualified in many different fields."
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Looking over the orb for a moment Blesse sighed as she tossed it over her shoulder. "He might be smart, but he is the smartest dumb person I ever met. My fire is powered by my own Biological energy. Which means I need to have the energy to make the fires which is based on how tought my body is. After all I can emulate myself and still be fine. So don't think you know everything about me by flashing your little eyes at me. Yes I saw them glow. Secondly Pain Medication just burns away too quickly in my body to be of any effect. Even simple things like high level Morphine is nothing to me. It has maybe an hour effect is not less, have not tested it. As for what he said, I am interested why you are carrying something like a bomb on you as well."

Looking over at Luke for a moment she shook her head as if to say 'just hold on' for his knowledge, while accurate for a normal case, was completely off but still held some truth, after all he didn't look like any doctor she had seen. Throwing herself from the man's hold Blesse fell to the ground looking up waiting for the Elevator to get up. Rather wanted to be on the floor than in the mans hand.

"Some one do me a favor. Get some clean bandages, I just reopened one of the wounds on my back. That and get Pretty Boy here up to-date on whats been going on after he explains his reason for being here. I really want to take a nap right now."

It took a surprising amount of will power for Blesse to do what she just did, but rather being on the ground then in the hands, or shoulder, of some one like him.

"I'll get the bandages."Luke turned and ran towards the medical team. He asked the medical officer to give him some bandages, the officer pointed him to a portable cabinet. He walked over to it and pulled open a drawer. Selecting a couple of bandages, Luke reached in and pulled out a couple.

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I'll bring the bandages in a couple posts just so it feels like it took some time.

The young medic seemed slightly astonished, raising an eyebrow in surprise. "Gosh, you really do know your stuff! I need to keep an eye on you, kiddo. Say, what's your name?" she asked, adorning her beautiful face with an even more charming smile.

Nathan's heart skipped a beat. Was it even possible for one to be that beautiful? "My name's Nathan - Nathan Ainsworth." On the corner of his eye, he noticed that his anti-matter reactor had been thrown onto the ground - and it was bent.

That's definitely not a good sign.

After causing a dark aura to immediately enshroud the metallic ball, it instantaneously dissipated into the air. "And what might your name be, milady?" Nathan inquired, smiling back at her with an irresistible charm.

Luke jogged back to the group and handed the bandages to Gwen. He didn't know how to be a medic so he thought he would let someone who probably did.

"Drugs? I think there're all out of pain meds."

Taking the Medication Blesse looked it over and sighed as she took the painkillers. It was going to be ineffective as always but at least she could be nice and take it. With a nod Blesse layed her head back and looked up.

This has to be the longest ride I have ever taken. Could some one at least give me a inflight movie...

((Well, for those of you who would like to continue this,

Bump))

(I mean, heard good things about this.)

A little taken aback, Luke blinked looked up at the stars. I guess the sky is quite vibrant. He looked back at the injured pyro, and the other knights who surrounded her.

"I'll um, be careful..." He contemplated her words, "Wait, does that mean your leaving?"