"fine" she ducked a bit when delair first strocked her hair, but when he did it again she didnt move. She was scared and everyone knew this. They were all a bit scared, after all two of them were poisoned and nothing was really making sense. "PLease forgive me for being catch off guard once more. I was hurt..again and i feel terrible for what i have done." She lowered her head slightly.

Jonan opened one eye lazily. The thing they shoved down his throat was apparently called 'liquid fire'. It lived up to its name. Jonan struggled to at least sit up. breathing heavily with the effort. He was on his elbows, and he decided that was good enough. "Hey, Delair..." Jonan called out in a raspy voice. "Did you get the dragon? Oh, and stroking people's hair is my job." Jonan tried to grin, but instead his face crinkled in pain and he laid back down, feeling a bit dizzy.

Fiery was happy to see that akira would be ok, but she still couldn't get what that stupid dragon had said out of her head. She would have to watch closely when they began to move again. She smiled at akira and watcher her as she talked to the others.

Riku sees the dragon flying away. He didn't really feel like chasing it so he walk in to where the group was. He was a mile away from the group when he looked at the sky and was wondering what to do about the dragon to save it or kill it. Riku was getting angry thinking about it he took both of his swords and jumped high in the air. As he was falling back down he stuck the sword in the ground with all his might. A blue explosion sent Riku flying into a rock wall. Riku was stuck in the wall He past out cause of the blue chemicals that went in his nose.

Delair turned to see Joker conscious again. Aye but see, I do it to comfort whereas you do it to creep out. There is a difference there boy. He smiled As for the dragon, well he's still free and alive. Not much I can do to a flying dragon, regardless of how close they fly. If it still poses a threat, I can deal with it. He stood and looked into the sky. The dragon could still well be dangerous. Delair was going to make sure that the dragon didn't hurt any more of his... Well, he guessed they were his friends now. If we are going to fight this dragon, I will need more ingredients so you lot don't get sick on me. I should be back in no more than an hour at most. It all depends on how scarce the plants are in these woods. He turned and left, leaving the others to Serrill's care.

Jonan grinned weakly. Delair was quite funny when he stopped to think about it. Even when having to look after a bunch of kids.
Jonan lay there, waiting for something interesting to happen.

Amythist tried to start a conversation with Serrill. "So, does Delair often leave you alone to get things? Or only when you've got a sick one?"

It all depends on context. If we are protecting something of value and need some ingredients he will leave me in town to defend it instead of having us carry priceless treasure into a forest. Apparently you are all worth something to him, on a sentimental level. I very much doubt we would get much for this one. He nodded in the direction of Joker. And with you sick and apparently hunted by a maleficent dragon, he wouldn't leave you to your own devices, it would be like herding cats, having you all defend yourselves.

Inside the woods, Delair was picking herbs and mushrooms as he found them before inspecting them, deciding their fate and then either tossing them or pocketing them. As he walked, he pulled a bone flask off of his belt and took a swig. He loved the burning sensation of aged whiskey and loved none finer than an old Irish classic. He continued to pick and chose plants to make more of his mixture and then sat down, pulling out a small alembic kit, a mortar and pestle and a knife. He set to work brewing another batch for the eventuality of another attack. Adding some pure alcohol to the mix to distil it better and make it more potent with every few cycles of stirring it. It went various shades of green and red before heating and turning clear. He carefully poured the boiling mix into a large vial and put it into a small rack along the side of his belt. He snuffed the small flame he had lit and packed up his equipment, ready to move deeper into the woods to find more ingredients. Perhaps he could find some hops and make some more vodka while he was at it.

Akira looked around, everyone seemed to have a weapon but her. She would need one soon, to fight and look after her new friends. A new weapon, maybe a stronger bow and of course some new arrows, she would never find her arrows in this forrest, but there is no harm in asking.."Have any of you soon some arrows, about this long" She showed with her hands. Maybe they had and maybe they hadn't, but she needed some new arrows and she knew that.

Amythist nodded at Serrill. " I see. Good to see we're worth something. but you'd be surprised. This one," She nodded in the direction of Jonan, "Is actually from a rich family. As came the wager of one mill-" A small, firm hand closed her mouth, cutting off her speech. "Now, now, Amythist. No need to tell him everything." Jonan was pale and covered in sweat. he was also shaking a little. Amythist didn't know if it was the effects of the poisoning or the liquid fire. She shook his hand off and Jonan leaned on her neck. She looked back at Serrill. "Well, anyway. You guy's seem to have it all set out, huh? Always prepared you are."

Jonan felt very, very weak. He glared over at Akira. She was able to move more freely them him, and she had been poisoned more than him. She's also had more doses of Liquid fire though, Jonan thought. "Sorry miss," Jonan whipped out one of his charming smiles. "I've only got bolts. As I carry a cross bow, not a normal bow. I tell you what though, just a little ways over that way," Jonan pointed. "Arrows just about that size, good quality too, landed on my head. Now I realise I should have of brought them along." He breathed in heavily, talking was taking a lot more effort than he was used to. He tried to keep the smile on his face.

Fiery listened. So arrows were near. "I can go get them with you," She siad to akira.

Jonan turned to Fiery. "I don't Akira would be up for the trip, honestly. We mustn't push a young lady too far now."

"then i will get them for her," fiery said and before akira could disagree, fiery went in the direction she was pointed.

Jonan was surprise at how quickly Fiery would make a decision if Akira was involved. He turned to the girl. So, how long have you been with your dragon, young miss? She seems to care much about you."

" Not very long, not even a few days now. I dont really know much about her, but that she is very fast to make decisions." She looked the way the fiery had gone.

Jonan nodded and closed his eyes. "She thinks as fast as she moves. What a useful dragon. To think such a bond was made in less than a week." He opened one eye and glared at Amythist, "We've been together way longer and she still hates my guts." Amythist growled, signalling that Jonan was to get off her. With a heave he stood up straight, and collapsed back to the ground, to weary to stand.

Serrill laughed, imagining living with someone you couldn't stand. Well I see there is no love lost between you. And I daren't blame her, she seems well within her rights to hate you if the last day is anything to go on. I would be angry too if I had to put up with your whining all day. Much less having you ride me. He smiled and idly stepped closer to Amythist, wanting to stand by her.

In the woods, Delair was packing up again and was ready to turn in with a new supply of liquid fire. This should last them another brush with the green dragon. Ha started at a jog back in the direction of their makeshit camp in the clearing.

Jonan looked across his nose to glare at Serrill. "I'm sorry, but I'd think you'd be whining too if you got thrown off your saddle for no reason, and slammed straight into a tree!" Jonan kept mumbling about the things that had gone wrong that day, not caring if anyone was listening, because they probably weren't.

Amythist noticed Serrill moving unnecessarily close to her, and it made her feel kind of awkward. "Shut your whining, you spoilt child" she growled. Jonan had used up her day's worth of patience, and she was ready to tear his throat out.

Whilst Amythist was ready to tear Jonan's throat out, he was ready to rip Serrill's throat out. "My dear dragon friend, you have quite the motor mouth. Let me recall the events proceeding to my fall." Jonan sat up with effort. "First of all, I humbly asked Amythist to take me in the direction of the smoke, and she almost choked me to death in it. Then, when I was about to vomit, i asked her to take me down, and I get thrown into a tree. You dare say this is my fault?"

Fiery came back with a bunch of arrows in her claws and she sat them beside Akira. "Is this enough?" she asked her.

Riku didn't have his immune barrier up at the time when the explosion happen. The blue chemicals was a mind controlled substance. The substance controlled anyones mind for a limited amount of time. The chemical started to enter his brain where it could control him and he wouldn't even know what he did. The chemical had a mind of it own if it was mad then you would be evil and if it was happy then you would be good. Riku had made it mad by disturbing it. Riku eye color turned red as he got down from the wall and walk towards his swords. After he grabbed his sword he slowly walked toward the group ready to slice someone.

Amythist was avoiding both Jonan's and Serrill's gaze when hers fell upon the boy with the two swords. Riku, she believed his name was. He was carrying his swords rather ominously, and had a weird grin on his face, similar to some of the grins Jonan pulled. Amythist turned to Jonan. "That boy over there has the same look you do." Jonan sat up and looked over at Riku. Confusion was written across his face, and faking scratching an itch on his chest, his hand curled around the knife that Amythist had seen him with a few times before. "That's a face that does not ode well." He got up wearily, placing his hand on Amythist's back for balance. Amythist was tempted to knock him over, like she'd done before, but decided that he was quite serious in this situation.

Fiery sensed something in the air change. She looked towards riku and noticed that his eyes were now red and that had had his sword at the ready. She was ready to protect anyone cause she could tell something was wrong with him.

Akira gave a little yelp and grabbed her hand. The mark had started to burn, it was different to anything. She grabbed her bag that fiery had placed down next to her and grabbed her etxra strings for her bow and replaced it into her bow. She also grabbed her arrows and placed them in her hand. Her hand was still burning. " Thats not riku, he gives off a different..umm. what would you call it...feeling in the air." What was riku doing, he was in trouble of some sort, but whhat type of trouble. She wouldn't be hurt again. Not this time. She was too weak and was going to show everyone that she was strong, she had too help.

Riku stops and holds the sword in his right over his head and the left one pointed at the group.

Riku: All who stand in my way shall..... DIEEEE!!!!

Riku voice sounded evil, but it was his voice and an evil voice at the same time as he spoke
Riku's sword started to glow as he was getting ready to unleash his power.