Rion's heartbeat became more erratic and strange. Flames of darkness surged from within Rion's body, Regulas felt Rion's sorrow and pain, these feelings made it easier for Regulas to take over when Rion was disspirited. Rion was enveloped by a sphere of darkness.

Simius yawned and melted through a tree branch he had been sitting on. He stretched slightly and small wings popped out of his back. He began to lean forwards and slouched to a point where he was almost asleep again. He blinked and looked around. To the left. To the right. He hadn't remembered coming here. But here was here and he was not there, wherever there was. His feet dragged in the dust as he hovered and moved forward. He had to find something to do or else he would fall back asleep.

Orléans frowned. She had just left a recently traveled to town and had no idea which way to go. She decided to leave her old town and travel. People were becoming restless there. She had suspicions a war would start, and rather not partake in another. She adjusted a sling bag she had acquired right before she left. It was of simple construction of a single piece of material that had been sewn to hold and contain. It had a button to keep the top closed. She had it hang lazily on her shoulder and it currently help some food and minor possessions. She looked around and heard some voices. She couldn't tell if it was from the town or other travelers. She decided to go check it out.

"That wouldve worked in my favor." Shion muttured, obviously pleased with the thought of gaining that many souls in one hour. He had just turned around again when he felt Tira grab his arm and suddenly started dragging him back in the direction they had come from. Though he voiced his complaints strongly, he did however let himself be dragged back. Otherwise Tira would have just been throwing up dust in her struggle to drag him.

"Doesnt take much to make him cry does it?" Shion asked as he came up a minture later behind Tira and glanced at the crouching Rion. "Please tell me you kicked him in the balls? Otherwise Id be embarressed for him." Crying cause the girl used a few harsh words? It was ridiculous. Now if he had been kicked in the balls when Shion wasnt looking he'd feel sympathetic. Goddess know's Shion would be doing the same thing if it happened to him.

Shion finally looked at the person who had been yelling for him when she addressed him."I'd make him happy just to die?" He repeated the strange woman's words, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes as he glanced the woman up and down. "Tell him his wish is granted then, you, however, are 4 years to late." Despite the laughter in his eyes a coldness seemed to manifest itself on the rest of his face.

"If that is all, I have things to do." Shion turned again looking like he considered this all a waste a time. If Tira had to come back to protect Alexandr she could have come alone. He wasnt paid to 'protect' he was payed to be an envoy and follow them around. And since he apparently was an envoy, no acting was needed. "You kid's have fun."

"You are the reason she is here obviously smart-ass. You are staying here even if I have to kick you in the balls so hard you can't walk straight for a week. And by goddess, cry-me-a-river boy, if you are looking for a maternal figure, I'm not it. How did you ever survive by yourself?" Tira let out another exasperated sigh as she closed her eyes to slap her forehead in frustration.

"I am going to force you to grow a back bone even if it kills ya. Now snap to it. Your other self is more help, but we don't need him just yet. And girlie-dear, stay out of this. This person may have ties with you, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to pound her into the ground and/ or kill her. Understand? Killing yourself will not do your boyfriend's mindset any good. He's already halfway insane." All she could think of now was 'It is going to be a miracle for us to survive a week together.'

Rion's mind snapped, his only intention in his head was to kill Tira. The sphere broke and Rion rushed in Tira's direction. He grabbed her neck with his left hand and slammed her into the ground with his full strength, a crater was made when Tira was slammed into the ground. Then Rion lift her up and started to squeeze her neck.

((Don't worry Ayumi, I'm not gonna kill your character. But you will see his past through his eyes, maybe Tira might understand better if she "saw" what life was like for him. Regulas is going to show you Rion's past, after your next post. Also I guess if no one else is going to join the RP, we can use any of the other characters that's leftover))

Alastor started to laugh harder, "Holy crap, he's going to kill that chick! Hehehe, this is so friggin' funny!" Alastor said as he continued to laugh.

Orléans was walking further towards the group when she heard more commotion. She increased her speed and began to witness a start of a fight. When all along she was running from such an occurrence, and she ended up walking into one. As she continued to walk forward, she began to make out faces and hoped to stop things. She brushed her hand against the stone as she continued walking and sparks emitted from her feathered fingers. A stone like dagger emerged from the ground, she grabbed it, and threw it in the general direction of the attacker in hopes to attract his attention. It whisked past his ear and she shouted, "Stop!"

She stood there in waiting for a response. One arm of hers, the one used to create the stone weapon and the one she used to throw it, was more feathered and winged like as she had lost her concentration. She focused more and the feathers started to recede.

Mixi watched as Rion grabbed Tira's neck. No! she thought. This cannot happen! Power of lighting, come to me! I mean to paralyze him! She sent a bolt of lighting in Rion's direction, hoping that it would hit him in the back where she targeted.


Anko was getting furious, her chain whip grew a couple feet and she swung it at Shion, it wrapping around both his arms. "Shion, Envoy of Death, prepare to die!" she said, pulling out her dagger.

Regulas dispelled the lightning and stone dagger with his powers. "Don't interfere, she'll need to see that her harsh words would get herself killed." Regulas said. Regulas started to project Rion's memories into Tira's mind. Regulas showed how Rion was being brutally abused by villagers and the children of the orphanage. Regulas showed the constant bullying and verbal abuse that Rion had to go through, and in the end only one person ever cared for him, an outsider who came to the orphanage, an older boy named Zeke.

'I knew it...' She didn't even struggle against the darkness that was closing in. Lack of oxygen was fuzzing up her normally clear mind. Tira just grinned, exposing all her razor sharp teeth. Before she blacked out, she just had one thing to say.

"I hope your little host doesn't mind my blood on his hands." But then she saw the pictures. It was a sob story with an expected ending.

"So, you want my pity? You think I don't have any scars?" Air hissed out of her throat at an attempt at a laugh. And she just went on and on and on.

Regulas spoke again, "Fool, do you really think it was a happy ending? I'll show you the end of that story." Regulas said as he projected the final memory of that story. Rion's last memory of his days in the orphanage was projected into Tira's mind. The village was burning and many dead bodies were found lying on the ground floor many of the people were slain and all that was left was Rion bloodsoaked and his best friend Zeke badly beaten by the villagers. Regulas spoke to Tira, "Do you really think that this child deserved what they did to him? By cursing him, by abusing him, and labeling him as a monster, did he really deserved that?!" Regulas said as he yelled at Tira. "Don't go thinking that you should hurt other peoples feeling when they haven't done anything to you! Rion's mind has suffered enough." Regulas growled at her. "I should devour you, but Rion will plead me not to. You should be happy that he has a lot of kindness in him at least you won't die by my fangs." Regulas said. Rion's unconscious mind and body let go of Tira's neck. "I know he's not the only one who's suffered, I know that too well, I've seen your memories, at least the ones that you've locked away. But remember this, everything you've been through isn't as painful as his, after all his past goes even deeper and more painful than that." Regulas said as his spirit faded back inside Rion.

She spat to the side. Tira would definitely feel the bruises later and she probably had a hairline fracture somewhere.
"It is predictable and not that uncommon. Massacres, wonderful things, aren't they? Just another form of unjustified actions. You, Rion, you back in your own head fully? You are lucky nobody would notice this crater among the other damages. And..." She whipped her arm out, throwing a dagger at Anko.
"I don't believe you should toy with that guy. He isn't any fun." Her muscles were killing her, but nobody would die on her watch besides herself.

"I think I could say the same thing about you." Shion said, allowing a brief smile at Tira as he let Anko wrap her weapon around him. "You won't believe how dreadfully dull that girl is." He said as if he was going to carry on a conversation with the woman who was now approaching him with a dagger. "The whole damn group is pretty wet behind the ears though if you ask me. " As he spoke, the beading from his scythe that was wrapped around his arms seemed to start expanding causing the rope from Anko's weapon to began to loosen its grip on him. "I can see why you'd want to kill me first."

Rion awakened from his nightmare, "Wha-what happened to me?" Rion rubbed his head, "Oww, it feels like I got hit with a sledgehammer. Did someone hit me while I was out?" Rion said in confusion, Rion had no memory of what happened.

"Aww, damn. That Envoy brat just snapped out of it. And it was getting good too, friggin' killjoy." Alastor said.

alexandr watched patiently as Regulas attacked Tira. Unlike the other's she had confidence in the girl being able to free herself. It would only be degrading if the girl who had hired her would have to go in to save her.
As Alexandr watched however, a new weapon made its appearance that didnt appear to be thrown by anyone within their group. She looked in the direction the dagger had come from and towards a new voice where a girl with feather's stood not far away. Wait, make it a featherless girl now.
"Who are you?" Alex asked as she looked at the stranger through narrowed eyes. Was she another enemy? They seemed to grow in this village.

"The name is Orléans. The commotion over here drew me in. Pardon the intrudance. Curiosity happens to be one of my vices I'm afraid," Orléans said with a faint smile as she began to size people up in the group. They seemed rather hostile and tense. Of course that would be expected right after a fight. She had a tendency to come in at bad times like this.

Rion looked at the remains of the broken stone dagger. "Huh? Alchemy? Who did this?" Rion said as he sensed the power of alchemy inside the dagger. Rion got up and looked around. Rion was a little dizzy but he got himself to stand straight up.

Orléans wasn't sure if she should answer or not. People were either accepting or not of her abilities, and with the latter, one thing led to another. But the crowd of people seemed different as well so she decided to respond.

"Oh that was me. Sorry about that. I was hoping to redirect your attention so the other one could escape, but it failed, and seems like the conflict is over? Is everything okay here?"

"Oh, I see....wait a minute, what conflict? Last I remember was that I was getting to fight that girl over there." Rion said as he points to Anko. "Uhm, by the way....who are you? If that dagger was your work then that would mean....you're the Envoy of Alchemy!" Rion said. Rion was shocked that another Envoy appeared. It must have been fate that the Envoys were appearing one after the other.

"Conflict? Well you yourself said that you were about to fight, and well that fight did occur... You don't remember? It happened less than a minute ago... Oh how rude of me. Sorry about that, I'm Orléans. Envoy of Alchemy? What's that?" Orléans was quite confused. The child seemed to be out of the sorts, but also shocked or happy about something, an 'envoy'. Whatever that was. It was almost contagious as she smiled partially as well. On behalf that the fight was over, and that the boy seemed back to normal. He was quite different now than he was when she first saw him.

"I see...." Rion was still confused but nevertheless that normally didn't stop him from doing what was right. Rion looked at Anko, "Hey you, it looks like you're not going to stop coming after either Shion or me. If so, then I'll have no choice but to send you to the afterlife. Whether or not, your soul goes to Celes or Daea Mort is up to the 'Meditator' who judges the souls of Terra." Rion said. Rion's left hand glowed, he shot up above Anko. A dimensional gate opened and a giant hand popped out of the gate and started to descend from the gateway.

"Oh crap! He's not serious, is he? He opened the gate to the Spectral Plane. Looks like the more Regulas intervenes his body and mind, that Envoy brat peers more into his own spirit, his true self.....damn not good. But wait, what if that power overcomes him, than that might not be bad at all. Anyways, I need that girl alive, it looks like I'm going to have to save her." Alastor said to himself.

"If that is a vice then more than you are guilty of it" Alexandr replied unsmilingly at Orleans as she sized her up in return. The girl did not appear to be much of a danger to them. "You can say Rion wasnt himself during the fight." She mumbled before listening to the girls exchange with Rion. Great another Envoy. What would this one want? Money? Fame? Political Power? Sure Alex could give it to Orleans but she would really start believing all poor people were as selfish as the rich snobs she always had to hang out with.

"Have you never heard of the Envoy's?" Alexandr asked monotoneously as Rion turned his attention back to the immediate threat at hand. She didnt feel much like fighting and knew the other's would do it just fine. "They... we, are to be hero's" A very slim smile crossed Alexandr's face as if in reply to Orlean's smile though it lasted only a split second.

Lily ignored Cain and Jeera's yammering as she walked, her eyes narrowed in concentration. What was the name of the elf they were looking for again? Did it start with an A? Well, either way, Lily was sure she would be able to find her. How many elves actually knew stuff about the artifacts? One at least. The more the merrier though.

After walking for about 10 minutes, Lily stopped and stooped down, her hands running over the ground. The last elf that passed by had been about a day ago. Well they werent fresh but they werent faded and old at least. "Their encampment is only a day or two away. Half a day if we walk faster then our normal human speed."

"No I haven't I'm afraid. I guess you could say I previously lived in a very sheltered community. So you are one too? How do you know if you are one or not?"

Orléans' keen hearing heard the first part, and she herself could see that he was quite different now than before. She wasn't sure if she should touch up on it at the moment. It was quite apparent that Alexandr didn't seem to trust Orléans quite yet. It might appear as nosy and then Alexandr would haven even worse view of her than she already did. As she was about to say something else, she turned around. Something she could not identify was happening. It had almost been familiar to her. Like she had seen it before. But she couldn't be certain. She stared at it, mind wandering, trying to remember.

Tira stretched, wincing as her vertebrae popped and cracked. "Pay no attention to the person who got strangled and is sitting in a crater, I'm sure she's fine. No injuries whatsoever. 'Ello Orléans, welcome to the party." She sat cross legged on the ground, watching the new comer. 'Shion can take care of himself I'm sure.'

"Don't worry about it. Rion here is just a tad spotty. He was just taken over by a spirit inside him, blah blah blah. Actually, that... Regulas person is kind-of like a multi-personality disorder. He's your 'protector'. I bet I can piss you off and get him to pop out. I wouldn't mind trying. Apparently, your cause can't really afford to lose me." She grinned a brilliant sarcastic smile at Rion. As terrible his past was, he had to grow into his position as a leader of sorts fast, before his instability leeched through their group.

"And I wouldn't choose the word heroes. Shion and I are hardly what I would call 'heroic', don'tcha agree?"

Orléans zoned back in at the hearing of her name. "Oh I'm terribly sorry! Are you sure you're alright? I could give you some sort of remedy if you have any pains. But it depends on what it is of course. Oh and thank you. But are you sure he's okay? I mean that isn't exactly normal. But then again, this group itself isn't to normal. And I don't really think you should do that, I mean even I saw what just happened and I don't think you want that to happen again..." Orléans trailed off. She was pondering what this Envoy thing was. One said it wasn't heroic, and one said the opposite. So what were they, and what was she?

"He probably couldn't kill me if I don't want to be killed, so don't worry. I don't want him to have an easy time being a leader, then become soft and complacent. And all I probably need right now is something that gets rid of headaches. Anyways, what is 'normal'? The only semi-normal people here right now are you and her." Tira gestured to the general direction of Alexandr.