The Last String Snaps(Nyx)

[Spotlight]

Alex sat on the edge of a buildings roof. He had just gotten news from a friend that after Mizore had given birth to the premature twins and her uncle had taken them for a few weeks after release. She had died due to Esparias hate of alchemists and the fact she was a chimera. He was looking through a book that had once belonged to her. He tore out every page that had him on it. He felt he didn't deserve the time he had wih her. He didn't deserve anything she gave him because he couldn't protect her then. He sighed and looked up as the size able amount of papers were there. He snapped his fingers as a small fire caught in a steel bowl filled with dry twigs and such along with charcoal. He then tossed the pages in their before looking at the book and tossing it in. He then took off his jacket the one she had gotten for him and was about to throw it in. But as he moved to throw it he couldn't. The jacket was almost all he had left to remember her by. The black jacket with the white inscription. He sighed and put it back on before taking some snow and putting it on the fire putting it out. he then began his walk back. 

[Nyx]

Nyx had, of course, been minding her business when she stumbled upon him. From afar, she easily recognized the man; he was a guy from that battle, at the Kremlin. No, he hadn't BEEN at the Kremlin when it fell, but she'd seen him. He'd been with that crazy girl with the metal limbs... Well, no Amestrian soldier should be on Drachman soil-erm. Snow. Nyx silently drew Hemera, pulled back an arrow to the drawstring, and almost released it, when she noticed he was ripping a book apart and burning pages and stuff. Well now she was curious! Placing the arrow back in its quiver, she kept Hemera at hand as she silently crept towards him, only making herself known when she was right behind him. With a rather innocent, "Whatcha doin?" she glanced over his shoulder at him. Catching a scrap of paper that hadn't quite burned, she looked at it. As it was, it was a picture of the man and a woman. "She's pretty... Why're you burning that book anyways?" Alright, now she had no need for Hemera; she was far too mystified by his mysterious paper-burning to even care that he was a potential threat.

[Spotlight]

"Whatcha doin?" he didn't look up as he watched the papers burn. tears at his eyes that he wouldn't let fall. he then saidGo away.... he then looked over the side of the building. he wanted to disappear. he made a promise to protect her and he couldn't even do that. he heard of how they had beaten her to death. some with fire others with knives. and then there was that man. he had taken out his gun and shot her. Her body was being shipped to Amestris for the funeral. There daughters were coming back at that time with their grand uncle would live till he finished his mourning. Alex had to get a mission in drachma. "She's pretty... Why're you burning that book anyways?" he then looked at the girl and said in a flat dead tone "She is also Dead........."

[Nyx]

WELL THEN. That single act of rudeness was almost enough to send an elongated rod of steel through his brain, at close range! I mean, why would he just RANDOMLY be minding his own business when she walked over, and then tell her to GO AWAY? No good reason, either... Ah well. Ignoring his words, she carried on with her questioning, and recieved an answer, suddenly feeling stupid. OH. That was a good reason to want to be alone... Well, while SOME thought that, Nyx didn't! Sitting down beside him in the snow, she looked up at him. TALL GUY, he was. Made Nyx feel rather midgety... "Oh... I'm sorry... How'd she die?" Yes, Nyx was aware of her being nosy, and of her being rather oblivious to her questions, which were PROBABLY not thye smartest things to ask. Buuuuut curiosity prevailed over the factor that it may appear somewhat rude to be acting all nosy and such. And curious, Nyx was indeed. An insatiable curiosity, in fact. And this guy was doing NOTHING but making her MORE curious!

[Spotlight]

Alex sighed as what he was told played over and over in his mind. He was beyond pissed his sand useless his sound his only defense. Needless to say he knew what he could be in. " The Esparians killed her when they found out she was a Chimera. They killed her after she gave birth to our daughters. They didn't give her more then a day to recover well. They attacked her and beat her to near death and then. There was a man who took out his gun and shot her praying about how all she can hope for was a swift death. And I couldn't do anything because I was here. But of course you wouldn't care your a citizen of this country. And don't even know me tears slowly fall down his cheeks as he said Mizores death. He could still see her there scolding him for being so weak minded. He laughed a little inside at that but his heart throbbed in sorrow as he now understood what she had meant to him. Now he understood what it meant to never know what you had till it was gone. 

[Nyx]

Waitwhut? Everything ABOUT that story was so terrible! And to Nyx, the part about Esparia was rather frightening, as she'd JUST. BEEN. THERE! "They kill chimerae in Esparia!? That's stupid! I'm a chimera and I don't kill Esparians, unless Aurel tells me to..." And then, after the fact that she haaaaaad asked about it, and waaaaaas deeply concerned for him, as Nyx often was for most people, he noted that she didn't care just because he wasn't from here? "Nuh-uh, I care. I think it's terrible that they did that... Do you know exactly who did it? If you do, I could help you find them and bring them to justice." Indeed, it WAS a legitimate offer from a little girl to assist with a vendetta that was none of her concern. Why? Because Nyx cared about people, that's why. Eeeeeven Amestrian soldiers that she should probably kill, that she doesn't know, who was previously being rather rude to her. And indeed, she'd help him if he accepted her help. As soon as the pair could go to Esparia, she'd do everything in her power (her power level is an upside down 100P) to help him, even if it involved placing arrows in fifty of Esparia's "inquisitors" or whatever they're called!

[Spotlight]

Alex looked at her and sighed. He would have to explain this to her. "I haven't spoken this since survival training. So let's get this straightened out. The Esparians hate alchemy. A chimera is a being made by using alchemy to bind two beings together. So as being a chimera is a product of alchemy they hate it like the plague." he then listened to her words making off a list in his mind. She wanted to help him enact revenge on the Esparian bastard. But he couldn't do that he was not like them. They took away something he loved and while he should go kill the guy he was better then that. He stood up and took the picture from her hands. He folded it and put it in his wallet as he looked at the half burned book. He snapped twice making the flames explode incinerating the book in a second. "I am done with this. I am a better man then they are. I want to kill the murderer slowly and watch him writhe in pain as I torture him. But I will settle for the thought of when he does he will be tortured for all eternity without end. Now I have a question. Why didn't you try and kill me when I was at my weakest. "

[Nyx]

Nyx nodded, understanding why he chose not to kill the man who did it. "Well, that's the right thing to do, I guess. You're a good person for that, you know?" Certainly better than Nyx, whose main ambition for the short-term was to hunt down and kill the man who made her a chimera... But vengeance WAS said to taste sweetest when it is done right. Perhaps his revenge isn't ready, not the right time, place, or situation. In the meantime, the guy has a question for Nyx. He'd probably noticed her bow by now, or at least the fact that Drachma and Amestris were hostile to each other. "I was going to; I had an arrow cocked to my bow and everything, but I saw you burning that book, and I got curious. And you looked kind of lonely, so i thought you might have needed a friend, or someone to cheer you up anyways." Well, twas a good thing nobody'd really seen Nyx's face, and even her name wasn't too commonplace, even in Amestris. So he was likely to never have heard of the infamous killer of Kallie Stuka, thaaaaankfully. But Nyx was indeed curious of another thing now; "So what's your name?"

[Csilla Angelis]

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[Spotlight]

Alex looked at her bewildered as all hell. She was commending him instead of bringing him down and kicking him while he was down. Who was this drachman why did she care so much and why wasn't he dead yet. She surely had the weaponry to do so. And then he heard what she said. "I was going to; I had an arrow cocked to my bow and everything, but I saw you burning that book, and I got curious. And you looked kind of lonely, so i thought you might have needed a friend, or someone to cheer you up anyways. So what's your name?" he looked agh her as she asked for his name and said "Alex Corde" he then looked over the edge again. Jumping was a thought and a very plausible way to die right now. He had originally came up to he some air burn the pages of all he had left of her. The diary she had left behind. He then sat down and lied down as he asked himself some questions. Why was he trying to find his place in her diary. Would she like what he was about to do. But he was desperate to find where he stood on her death. He sighed as he looked up into the drachman skies. He looked to the side as he stared at the fire and looked the other way. 

[Nyx]

Nyx nodded. "Alex Corde... That's a nice name. I don't really have a name, but you could call me Nyx if you want." Yeah, she gave him her real name. Well, less of a name as an alias. The man she was deadset to kill had left her without a past, and she really did have no name. So if a rose is but a rose with any other name, what if the rose had no name? No matter, her problems weren't important at the time; his were. "So, Alex, why're you in Drachma, anyways? With all the fighting between Aurel and Amestris, I'd think most people would try and stay wherever they lived, and wouldn't go to the enemy's territory." And indeed, twas a good question; to which means did he wish to accomplish by being in a hostile land towards his kind? Honestly, it made about as much sense as an alchemist in Esparia, showing off their alchemy! If one did that, they would generally be killed. DID HE EXPECT TO NOT GET KILLED HERE? Because it was really just fate he met Nyx, who happened to be a tad more merciful than many soldiers, who would have either arrested or attacked him on sight, for the mere fact that he was in Drachma, under claims that he was a spy or something...

[Spotlight]

"Alex Corde... That's a nice name. I don't really have a name, but you could call me Nyx if you want."
“Thanks I guess…..Its nice meeting Nyx.”
"So, Alex, why're you in Drachma, anyways? With all the fighting between Aurel and Amestris, I'd think most people would try and stay wherever they lived, and wouldn't go to the enemy's territory."
“Well Nyx I felt as if death would be the best thing. I lost my last real tie to this world and I wanted to burn the pages away of the past. And as it is If I died here it would not be cared about. No one would know in Amestris and no one would care. Now i might just have to rethink this.”
His answer was short and sweet. It was truthful to a point but as he thought about some of her earlier words he sighed. Maybe revenge was the best course of action. It wasn’t like he had much else to do. He looked at her and her bow and arrow. He then looked to the side at the sun which was just passing the horizon. The various colors finding there way to mix across the sky forming new combinations and old. He smiled at that it seemed like something might happen to make him choose. Just what he needed.

[Nyx]

Nyx nodded as he explained why he was here, where it would have been oh so easy for a soldier less compassionate than her to have placed a piece of lead several inches into his skull. Perhaps that was another quality of being an archer, in a world of bullets; it took a bit longer to cock a drawstring than to fire a gun. More time to consider the reprecussions of the action, and more time to consider whether or not the kill should be made. Perhaps more people should take the time to master the bow. Less senseless death, and perhaps skill could be reintroduced into the world. Honestly, it took little skill to pull a trigger, so Nyx wondered, where was the skill of older days? Back when archers were considered as powerful as a walking hurricane, slaying all in their path? Ah, now her mind was scrambling off topic again, so she focused back to Alex.

"Well that's pretty dumb. I mean, she may be gone, and that's really sad, but you have to have other friends, right? Or family, or something. So people would care. Maybe not many, but at least some. What about that girl that was with you during that battle here? The one that jumped on the moving plane. She'd care, right?" Indeed, those two had appeared to be close friends at that battle, from what Nyx had seen from her treetop perch.

[Shula Brighton]

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[Spotlight]

"Well that's pretty dumb. I mean, she may be gone, and that's really sad, but you have to have other friends, right? Or family, or something. So people would care. Maybe not many, but at least some. What about that girl that was with you during that battle here? The one that jumped on the moving plane. She'd care, right?"
he looked down and started to chuckle. the chuckle soon grew in size and he began to laugh louder still. he looked at her still laughing slightly. Shes like a sister to me but even i know she wouldn't waste her time on someone like me in the end. As for my Family they were all murdered by their eldest son my brother who only missed me because i was supposed to be asleep that night. he looked in her direction as he saw a lone man on a roof. he didn't seem to care for the fact this chimera was in the way.he then stood up and pushed her to the side as the sniper shot the bullet embedding itself in the tiled roof. he remembered a poem he had heard it went as such
'In darkness of the night
I spied him in a tree
Sat I froze by the sight
He was looking at me
The summer's heat became a chill
The angel of death at his kill

My heart skipped with the fright
Blinked my eyes to bet'r see
Glanced back with all my might
Parted he my comp'ny
My chest was quickly pounding still
The angel of death at his kill

I did rise and take flight
The fear made me to flee
From darkness into light
To free captivity
Unbinding my soul from his will
The angel of death at his kill

Many years since that night
Gazed I on that braz'n be
Mem'ries of still incite
Fears of my slavery
Existence of him makes me ill
The angel of death at his kill'
and thats what he got through to say as he felt the bullet peirce his body. then another not but an inch off. Both peirced his gut and then he fell. as hi vision began to fade so did his resistane to the cold grasp. he welcomed deaths embrace inopen arms whenever it would decide to come. [still alive]

[Nyx]

Aaahh... So the crazy girl was like a sister to him. She could decipher that as she managed to get a laugh from him, smiling as she did so. And frowning as he explained a rather tragic story... That's terrible! Who would do something lik- EEP!

As she thought her thoughts, he RANDOMLY shoved her to the side, just as she saw a flash of steel as a bullet splintered into the roof, fracturing itself and fracturing the roof, leaving a unique little bullet impact crater. Stunned momentarily by that, she heard Alex mumbling stuff, and by the time she could stand again, he... Oh no...

Apparently the sniper hit him in the stomach. AHBDBNDBDdhsb!! Why is it when Nyx made a new friend, something happens!? First she kills Nicky's daughter, then she comes to realization that she PROBABLY wouldn't talk to Mr. Frowny-Face for a while, since he was KIND OF a target of RIOTE, being emperor and all, and THEN hulk-jerk blew up her house. NOW Alex gets sniped!?

She saw a little flare from the shiny scope, and drew Hemera, distracting him as he moves his gun to her. "Do you know who I am!? I'M FREAKING NYX OF FREAKING RIOTE, YOU IDIOT!! DON'T. SNIPE. ALEX!!" His finger pressed down on the trigger. And stopped. As did his heartbeat. Nyx had let fly a sliver of magnificent steel, and in a bit of annoyance at her new friend getting hurt, she alchemically ignited it... To be fair, that MAY not have been the best idea. But who cared!? Well, it HAD stricken the sniper in the eye, dead on impact, especially considering it was a phosphorus tipped arrow to start with. Then there's the TEENSY fact that she's just turned a large portion of space into a fireball, with a gritting of her teeth. WELL. The roof, the roof, the roof was on fire. They didn't need any water, so they would allow the roof to burn. Grabbing Alex and carrying him as best as she could, she dropped off from the roof and took him to the nearest hospital...

"C'mon Alex, everything's gonna be okay, everything's gonna be alright!~" Ignoring the fact that his torso was bleeding pretty bad, she still moved relatively quickly to a hospital and pulled him in, setting him on a chair. Here he got some nasty looks. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but this is a Drachman hospital; that Amestrian thing can go to Briggs or die he-" Erm... People didn't talk as much with Mortis held up to their throats. Honestly, Nyx wasn't normally this pushy or rash, but he was KIND OF dying. "He's a friend of mine, Amestrian or not. I'm Amestrian, as are Hild and Aurel. I fought a Drachman at the Kremlin, when he and a girl were dispatched in an Amestrian APC. NOW. No more racial profiling, and get. Him. Some. Medical care!" And like that, she dropped the trident to her side as nurses and doctors carried him into a room, immediately. Indeed, not even the king of the gods would screw over the night, and definitely not a few doctors.

[Spotlight]

As he wakes up he winces as the pain escalates and rushes through his body. he moves his hand only to find himself handcuffed to his gurney. great being arrested or detained another great ending. his wouldnds still hurt like someone would expect. the blood flow from his wounds halted although there was a sting like somewone had enjoyed throwing salt in his wounds. he looked to the side and saw a drachman doctor getting a needle. and then he saw the bottle the brown somewhat transparent bottle that chilled his soul as he saw what was inside. Poison. He looked at his automail and began to grind his arm to make a noise as the doctor had taken the syringe and punctured the top. he slowly pulled the top up using the air suction to pull out the poison from the bottle. this became begrudgingly so as he moved his arm to grab for his gloves so he could defend himself properly. the doctor walked over and grabbed his leg holding it down as he brought the needle down just as alex got the glove inbetween his fingerand rubbed it together with a snap. the flames lashed against the drachman soldier and his face was burned as his pained screams filled the hospital. alex reachged for his other gloves and aimed for another snap. as he did so his handcuffs chains were melted his hand suffering second degree burns. He moved and got his things getting redressed and ready for combat he ran out of the hospital not caring for his injuries.

[Nyx]

Ah, waiting room, waiting room, waiting room. Nyx paced it back and forth, back and forth, to and fro, to and fro... GOSH. The sniper had already irked her nerves, and the doctors here were even worse! Sent her to the waiting room, HER. She was in enough of a bad mood, she was tempted to call Hild in to flame-pillar this hospital to the ground, or have Aurel absorb it in a giant black hole! Heck, she was tempted to burn it to the ground herself! Hmm... Odd. Nyx was normally so calm and happy... WELL. Her new friend had just been SHOT. So of course she wasn't so cheery at the time. And now she wa-... The bullcrap was that!?

She'd heard a noise, most definitely, and had her bow drawn when she burst into the hallway, finding Alex's room. Entering, she saw a syringe, a bottle of poison and a burning, screaming doctor. No Alex. "YOU! I told you NOT to try and HARM my FRIEND! He is NO threat to Drachma, and you deserve what is coming!" A confused look on his frantic, barely visible, charred face. Followed by realization of a new pain; an arrow. In his stomach. The truest sign of Nyx's anger achievable. a stomach shot was the most brutal, agonizing method of death at her disposal. Using a small bit of her alchemy, she quenched the flames, biting her tongue as she felt the tell-tale sting of pain, a bit of her lifespan smeared off, possibly a few minutes, maybe an hour or more. "Suffer for your crimes, stupid-head!" A bitter scowl and she left the hospital through the window, heading outside. "Alex! Alex! Are you okay? I knew a hospital was a stupid idea!!" Glaring angrily at the window she'd just left from, she carried out her search for Alex from outside the building.

[Csilla Angelis]

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[Spotlight]

Alex was running running from the crowd of people chasing him. As he had escaped the hospital he had started to run towards the forest. The outskirts of town were where he was now. And he had to keep running and make it to the forest. but his abdomen though bandaged was limiting his speed. He then moves to the first tree as the crowd follows him. He moves even faster and as he evades their sight as he bobs and weaves through trees he would stop. he would climb the tall pine tree as he hid within its needle like leaves. He would watch as the initial mob of angry drachmans left the area passing by him unknowingly.. He sighed in relief as he looked into the pocket of his jacket and finds a picture of the mask his brother once wore. The mask appeared to be a demon fox mask. This mask had elongated canines and tribal markings on its face. he placed it over his face as he tied his hair into a tight ponytail his dreads hanging over his shoulder.

[Nyx]

ARGH!! It was SO HARD to track someone down before a mob killed them! Speaking of the mob, Nyx DID find out why they disobeyed her; Glancing at the hospital's entrance, she saw, above the door- GOSH, she was so stupid for not noticing it to begin with!- an RRR logo. IT WAS A REBEL HOSPITAL. And of course, that meant the doctors there would be EAGER to kill any friend of RIOTE's, and the patients, while not necessarily RRR, just flat-out hated the Amestrians that had invaded their nation and tore stuff up. SO. Nyx would be sure not to go to another crappy hospital like that one. She stepped forward, before breaking into a dash for the tree-line, following the mob; if anyone were to find him, it would be the ones trying to slaughter him. So she darted up a tree and moved from tree to tree, following the mob. One guy eventually broke off from the group, stared up into a tree, and turned as if about to yell that he found him.

Nyx withdrew Mortis from her side and dropped onto his shoulder from above. Ah, it was a shame... Drachma was always in need of good soldiers. If only this bunch wasn't made up of so many traitors... Performing a rolling flip from his shoulders, she brought up her trident, catching him right under the jaw; dead before he touched the ground again. Nobody'd heard him, nobody moved closer. Nyx darted up the tree he'd been looking at, as the mob dispersed, heading back to the hospital. And she then began her tree-top search agai- HOLYCRAPWHATWASTHAT!? IT LOOKED LIKE A DEMONIC FOX-PERSON. Then she noticed the dreads hanging from the side of his face, and some hospital stuff attached to him, bandages and whatnot, and she let her heart rest easy. "Sorry about all that... But you DID get shot, and I had to bring you somewhere that someone knew what they were doing. I guess that idiot doctor's last moments will be spent in regret; he SHOULD have listened to me. Perhaps I'll ask Aurly later if he can put a black hole inside the hospital..."

[Spotlight]

He looked at her from behind the mask and looked to see a lone rebel and one rebel which had a gun in hand. The man was in light recon style armor as he moved to find his friend which nyx had killed. he muttered shit under his breath as Alex ducked down and grabbed the gun his now dead ally held. he took the gun and took aim as he pulled the trigger. the silencer minnimizing the noise as the bullet impaled the man in the chest. he then took another shot to insure the mans death but it was too late as the man screamed out in pain. Alex then looked to see that people were coming to aid the man. this was noted from their yells of what would have been his name. He then looks to his right to find that they are heading topwards him and nyx. "For the love of fucking god Why cant these guys leave me alone. I barely took part of the damn mini war. you would think that i commited genocide on their people." He then turned to nyx and looked at her before shrugging "I guess this must be done so please just let me go after this." He then rubs his gloved hands together as he claps and then snaps both his hands. his first snap makes a small wave of condensed air that ignites to make a wave of fire slightly igniting the leaves as they pass by the trees. with the second snap it exploded on the drachman rebels.

[Nyx]

Nyx watched, growing weary of the violence, as more rebels came to attack, were killed, and yet ANOTHER wave came. Alex too, had seemed to have had enough, as he muttered under his breath of the frustration they were sharing. He then set ablaze the forest and told Nyx to let him go, which made sense; they could follow her much more easily than him, she was relatively easy to find. Grasping his shoulder though, while flames hid the pair of them, she looked meaningfully into his eyes. "If you wanna go, I wouldn't blame you; I'll deal with the rest of these idiots here, and if any of them give me lip, I'll hand them over to Alena or Aurel to deal with personally. Just keep safe, okay? Oh, and I shouldn't be telling you this, but don't be in Creta during the month of April." Right-ho. Now to give these rebel idiots a piece of her mind.

She leapt down through the flames, into the midst of them, the surviving ten or eleven of them clearly terrified for their lives. "Okay you guys, party's over. Guns. Down. On the ground. Or I may be tempted to tell Czar Alena on you all. And she can find your family, your friends, and your family's friends, and your friends' families, and their families' friends, and all of them can be arranged to commit suicide within a week. If you think I'm bluffing, go ahead. Try me. My name is Nyx of RIOTE, and if you idiots are through running your mouths, their's a toilet in the hospital for you to dump the crap you've been spewing from your mouths." It was a brief pause, to watch them in silence. Nine had put down their guns, one was hiding his, and the other stepped forward, threw an arm up, and opened his mouth.

Before he could shoot, he was dead. Nyx, who had already drawn Hemera, had placed an arrow in his eye, and he dropped dead. "Gee. Whiz. That's one suicidal family. His name... Nametag says Peter Chevsnov, eh? I'll be sure to tell Alena that detail. Now. The rest of you. If you don't want to see me angry, then plase, go home, and you then have two options; you can either join the Drachman military under Alena, where you'd make an ally to me and to the intelligent people of Drachma, or... Well, you could always put a slug in your brain, so your family won't have to have any brakes cut, or pills laced with cyanide. Your-" As the man who'd been hiding the gun started to pull his gun up, Nyx fired an arrow, affixating his elbow in position as he fired, so instead of hitting her, he blew his brains out, and dropped to the ground, dead with a hole in his head. "Choice." And cue every rebel that had been there high-tailing it away, guns still on the ground, tails betwixt their legs, scared to death of this little girl; they had every right to be scared, as her threats had held true. The other guy was a Viktor Petronoff. She'd be sure to destroy the correct Petronovs, as it was a fairly common name...

[Spotlight]

"If you wanna go, I wouldn't blame you; I'll deal with the rest of these idiots here, and if any of them give me lip, I'll hand them over to Alena or Aurel to deal with personally. Just keep safe, okay? Oh, and I shouldn't be telling you this, but don't be in Creta during the month of April."He simpoly nodded as he drew his sword from its sheathe. the slightly jagged blade would drag on the ground. he would then jump up catching the lowest branch with his weak hand.pulling himself up carefully he would use his alchemy to cut branches after jumping fropm them to make them fall on the ground around the drachmans. as he did this spiral going up the trees he heard.
"Okay you guys, party's over. Guns. Down. On the ground. Or I may be tempted to tell Czar Alena on you all. And she can find your family, your friends, and your family's friends, and your friends' families, and their families' friends, and all of them can be arranged to commit suicide within a week. If you think I'm bluffing, go ahead. Try me. My name is Nyx of RIOTE, and if you idiots are through running your mouths, their's a toilet in the hospital for you to dump the crap you've been spewing from your mouths." he managed to mutter "The Fuck is she planning" then one man fell and he listened again as his spiral countinued trapping the drachman rebels in walls of branches he could remove them later but for now He could afford to let them feel trapped.
"Gee. Whiz. That's one suicidal family. His name... Nametag says Peter Chevsnov, eh? I'll be sure to tell Alena that detail. Now. The rest of you. If you don't want to see me angry, then plase, go home, and you then have two options; you can either join the Drachman military under Alena, where you'd make an ally to me and to the intelligent people of Drachma, or... Well, you could always put a slug in your brain, so your family won't have to have any brakes cut, or pills laced with cyanide. Your-Choice" He then watched sitting on a lower branch treating his own wound to see what would happen.

[Csilla Angelis]

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