''Nice brother you have...'' Dia yawned rather loudly. ''Brothers are supposed to protecttheir little sister from harm right, he faiiils.'' she sighed ''Come in, hot chocolate.''

Marr listened to Arthril for a few moments, tilting his head in thought. The Xa'Thian flickered his golden wings once, leaning his elbows onto his knees. Glancing to Arthril's face, he took a deep breath.
"If we split up, we can cover more ground," he said slowly. He wasn't used to speaking of war. "But if we stay together, we have a greater chance of succeeding." Marr blinked. "I know I would prefer entering from the sky, but I won't be able to take more than one person with me."


((Erm. Did that wolf-general ever get moved away? Or is he still around? Ezra, right? Or something like that . . . he was the black guy. :XD))

((if im right he is still frozen by yuuki on the ground somewhere, dont step on him people!))

(Hey, can I join? It seems like you could use an extra person. :D If I could be a dark elementist that would be great, can I get some more information on how to join? I like the plot so far. :D)

((I was told to just jump in. I assume that still applies))

Katsa shrugged. "He's my brother. THough I'm told for my safety it would be best to rid myself of him"

((^-^ that was the whole meaning of the thread. So far so good everyone comes in wounded to get helped by the elven priestess, elementalist and Magician. ))
''Youre probably getting told that more than once, so come in and get hot choclate, Im quite dazy as my way of speaking and body language probably... '' She said yawning rather loudly before continueing ''assumes.''

((Oh. Then Ezra is still stuck to the floor in the main room by the front door. :XD And jump in where and when you think best, Azure. ^_^ Information-wise . .. well, we're a rag-tag group at this moment, so hop on in and we can get comfortable with one another before moving onward!! :ninja:))

(Awesome, I'll try my best, let's see... Crazy unborn brother, talking horses... wind dude... angels... Okay, I think I can do this... :P)

Xearuz was staring at the cabin house for too long. It had been days since he finally decided to go talk to the elf. Since he had made a stakeout in a tree completely hidden by his abilities (Not giving those away yet :P) he was alone for the longest time before he saw a strange woman walking through the forest, maybe limping, he wasn't sure, but something was definitely wrong with that picture. Even more so when she started glowing before shifting into a dragonoid form, which startled him, almost giving his spot away. Am I going to do this or am I going to stare at the house for ANOTHER four weeks? He finally decided it'd be best not to wait, and to see if it would be worth to go up to the house and meet the elf, who created, or at least emanated, a strange aura that seemed to familiar to him, as if it was long lost and beckoning to him. He slowly slipped off the branch, gliding carefully to the ground. He grimaced a little as he started to walk up to the front door, his nose tingling and quivering telling him to be more enthusiastic. What is wrong with me?! He picked his hand slowly up about to knock on the door when all of a sudden he heard a large thud and a strange object hit him in the chest, creating strange liquids on the ground as he grunted silently from the pain. He moved his hand from his chest to reveal a knife stuck in the area where his heart should be, with black blood trickling down his body and off his hand. Bastard... He grunted as he removed the projectile from his chest and watch as a dark figure was jumping around in the distance, obviously thinking that it had killed him. He decided to play along and wait for it to get closer, which it did. The creature was a demon that had thrown the projectile, with an evil grin stretched across his face, and had clothes as poor as the people of poverty had. Xearuz took a second to look over the demon before excstaticly leaning up, grunting loudly as he threw the knife in the face of the demon, which instantly cut it's face in half. So there he was, laying on the ground with what should be a fatal wound, and a corpse of a demon who got what he deserved. "Ouch..." He said aloud before noticing that he should probably find shelter before they came for him again. He was a wanted man in the demon world. He slowly got up, limping as he walked over the door, silently knocking on it, then glanced at the dead body and took the corpse's knives. Goes to show you shouldn't hurt strangers. He grinned a little, before finally collapsing on the ground from the scent of the house with a large thud.

((hohohoho dude, what angel? ._. and wow I need to improvise on this, dia was talking at the door... xD a little god mode then, it makes the world go round... sometimes. You dont mind do you, Bliss? ._. else his post would make no sense xP))

Dia had just put off the fire under the kettle, before hearing another knock, honestly... Like when was she such a failure guardian to notice him hwen he knocks on the door? She shrugged the thought off kind of angry, this would haunt her for a while, before moving over to the door
''another visitor, Ill get it, you continue talking~! Ill be there with the tea in a second!'' She said against Anthony, Katsa, Marr and Arthril who had waited already 2 full minutes for the liquid said. She brushed a hand through her hair, before opening the door looking at the scene... ''Huh...ello?'' she whispred, her pupils widening more with the second, before feeling one heartbeat, the other was obviously dead having his face sliced through half... Hell that this one survived was a miracle, that was supposed to be a fatal wound. She moved her finger over the half-dead (or so she thought) body, wondering how she should do this. Cleaning the wound could be his death, and healing it without cleaning would be asking for infections.
''Oh... My dear goddes...''

(Please tell me if I'm putting a little bit too much in it, I don't want to feel like I'm going god mode, but that is one of his special abilities, he can die. Just watch)

Xearuz quickly awoke having a strange feeling like someone was around him. "HUH?!" He yelled as he jumped up, groaning at the pain his chest, "Oh crap, that hurt..." He glanced at the elf who had her eyes widened to the point where it looked like they were going to pop out any second. "Hey, could I get some rest here? I've sort of, got... hurt, and I'm tired. I won't be any trouble at all." He grinned widely hoping that she wouldn't mistake him for a bad guy. "Don't worry about this, it'll heal after a while. Just takes a while, that's all." He glanced at the elf's attire "Oh my mistake! Where are my manners, hello my name is Xearuz, and well, that is all I can say right now." He grinned once more before grunting from the smell. What the hell is going on?! Why am I suddenly so drowsy?!

(Also, he hadn't knocked on the door when he was attacked, just saying if there was any confusion in there. :P Seriously though, tell me if I go god mode so I can tone it down some.)

Anthony went to the door with curiosity, doubling up in shock when he saw the man. This man seemed to be smiling, despite the fact that he had a hole in his chest. He looked at Diamond. Why was she hesitating? Heal him quickly!! Instinctively, air surrounded them as he tried to give a wake up call to Diamond.
"Lets get you inside." he mutters, and carefully picks the man up, bringing him inside.

(( No no, its absolutely fine! Interesting character, I must say :) ))

(I try to make him seem a little bit insane from years of certain things. :D In a good way though. He is a nice guy, just is really demented.)

"Thanks Stranger!" He grinned even wider then looked at the elf as he was carried inside by the strange man. "This reminds me of the time when that son of a biscuit had shot me in the leg twenty times and gave me a beer while we laughed and talked all night about how politics was horrible those days. The man had a nice house. Yeah, now he lives under a bridge, I visit him every two years just relive that moment, but I think my leg can't take any more holes in it. Hahaha." He said ranting on about strange things in a hardy voice.

Anthony smiled. Despite the fact that his insides were turning into jelly, seeing his wounds, and oh my lord, hearing what he said, the guy appeared to be a funny fellow. He set him down on the sofa, and quickly grabbed the first aid kit. If Diamond wasn't going to heal him, he would try.
"This might sting." he warned, before dabbing the cloth with some liquid (forgot the name xD) on his wound. But it didn't do much good. "I'm going to have to ask you to take your t-shirt off." he murmurs with concern.

((Tis fine. Katsa doesn't mind))

Katsa continued slowly not quite sure what was going on. That is until she saw another injured being. She stared at him falling silent. Anthony pulled him inside. "You can't be fine with a wound like that" Katsa pointed out. She didn't really say much else considering Anthony now was going to heal the man. She looked at him uncertainly trying to figure out if he was insane or just delirious.

"Alrighty doc." He laughed a little while taking off his shirt to reveal a number and variety of scars, ones that were about a few years old, and some that weren't quite healed yet. There was one, however that was shaped like an A but much more rigid across his right side of his chest. Then there were a few holes where the stomach should be. "Yeah, this isn't the first time it's happened. I'm pretty used to it by now." He laughed and started humming an old childhood song. "I wonder what death is like. Somehow I end up lucky, but one day I might die, so why not live life the way you want to?!" He kept ranting on and on about his "philosophy" and his stories, pausing a few moments to breathe every now and then. "... Hah! The man just jumped on my back like a kangaroo and kept stabbing me in the back. The damn man was refusive about getting off, but heh, this train had to back up a little! I ran straight into a wall, which crazily had a knife sticking out of it. He ended up being pinned to the wall, with his hand still grasping the knife he was stabbing me with stuck in my back, I couldn't get it out for a few hours till I realized his arms came off. Afterwards it was simple to get out of the predicament!" He laughed and talked like he was completely drunk. He wasn't, but he sure did act like it.

Anthony tried to ignore his blabber, but he couldn't. He was amazed the man hadn't died.
"What are you?" he exclaimed, staring at the chest that seemed to never end with scars, and unhealed wounds. He cleaned each and every one of them, before putting cream. "I can't do much more than this.." he muttered uselessly.

"Hahahaha that tickles! I am a man!" He sat up straight and pointed at his face and his heart. "I have both of these! That means I am a man right?!" He looked at the ground for a second, "I'm a bit different from others though. My childhood wasn't the best. In fact many times I was almost killed. Hehe, I don't know how in the dead man's name I survived. Or maybe I'm already dead and am lingering in this world." He looked at Katsa and smiled "Like him, only a little bit less angry." He laughed a little and got up and started to walk around. "I've always noticed that my chest here hurts and grows a little bit more each time I kill someone." He shrugged "It's not my fault they try to kill me. Well, they as in, almost every strange man, ones that look furious all the time and those that are just complete demons." He looked at the door remembering the demon with no face anymore. "That guy, however, was sent to kill me. By some guy named Say-tan or something like that. Hah, it's not like it's bad or anything!" He looked at the time and laughed a little "Tonight wasn't a good time either, full moons aren't very good for me. I get a little wild sometimes. I find it strange tonight wasn't like that." He sat down on the sofa and took out a knife and started juggling it in the air, before missing once and slitting his finger, while the knife was about to hit the ground it just stopped in mid-air, as if it had already landed on something. "Ah, thank you friend!" He grabbed the knife from the air and for a split second you could've seen a hand in the darkness, almost as if something was hiding in it.

I'm going to wait for the others to catch up now. Sorry but I think we need Diamond, and both Arthril and Marr are also in the same room, we need to give them time to react XD

Dia grabbed her head for a moment, having stood in the room opening listening to his blabber.
''Sorry anthony, had a ride on Yuuki, thats the same as taking an uber strong sleeping pill.'' she grinned, before walking over to the guy looking at the wounds described.
''You got yourself some nasty stuff there. You say they heal, but with so many scars remaining I doubt they did as they should have.'' she stated, but gave a warm smile.
''But I can assume you wont die easily, even with a wound like this, ill pour some tea for everyone... Even though I dont look like it, I got a more or less schock state.'' she grimaced, looking at anthony for a moment putting on a serious face as far as she could.
''Clean his wounds with wind bending, Ill come back and see how you did. If you got questions ask them nów.''
((and Im back from horseback riding ^-^))

Anthony smiled as she finally came back to his senses. He nodded as she suggested to use his wind bending.
"No, no questions, I know how to do this." he says with certainty, and heading off to work, wind blew on the wounds slowly and carefully at first, before going in through the holes in the mans body and trying to take as much dirt as he could find.
"This might take a while." he murmured, wiping his forehead as a bead of sweat swam down his face.

''Good~ and the full moon is in a week, you know. It shows a little but the name full moon is something totally different.'' Dia smiled before taking off to the kitchen, warming the water again since it had cooled down, standing there leaning against the board. She stood a moment there, before her eyes widened again, the next moment puking leaning over at the sink. Luckily she used wind bending, so no one could hear. They had enough to worry about and her health was one that wasnt their's so be or become. A few seconds later the kettle started fluting rather hard, and she removed it from the fire, pouring it in all the mugs, including one for the new visitor. She let the tea go into the warm water nicely, before coming into the room with all the mugs flying around her. She tried her best looking more awake, but failing none the less.

Anthony was focusing on the man in front of him, and after a few more minutes he found he couldn't do much more. He had taken all the dirt out, he had massaged the wounds, but he had run out of ideas. Good thing Diamond came in with the tea. The man just needed some tea and sleep. When he looked at Dia, his expression showed one of concern. Accepting the mug, he walked out the room, his wind telling her she should follow.

Her expression obviously showed she wasnt happy. She bended the mugs on the table first, and then she let her discomfort slide and gave a warm smile to the new guy.
''Hang in there, Ill be with you in a sec.'' She smiled, before she followed anthony taking up a small small sprint. She looked at him, of course waiting for him to start whatever she was 'winded' for.
((need to eat, ill be on as fast as I can :P finished my homework for today so that shouldnt take tóó long.))

(( Alright. Cya later! ))

Anthony looked at her gravely. "What's going on?" he asks calmly but worriedly.
"You don't look too well." he acknowledged, frowning.

''I am not well. And the new visitor isnt that great either, so Ill be healing him now. Unless tyou want to ask more.'' Dia calmly answered, taking another sip of her drink. She looked at him intensely, hoping for the effect of him being awkward and leaving it alone. Hoping cause she never really tried this. But there always was a chance this could work.