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Things weren't going so hot for Iri. The family he was tied to was all dead and she had to remind herself that he wasn't all that old yet, that this all might be too new for him. She didn't know though, she wasn't too sure how to handle the situation. For now her head just remained spinning. It was getting dark, she could feel it. That meant that she would be able to find out these things for sure.

Razz headed on back towards Tzal's room, still seeming a little downtrodden. He'd never noticed any sort of strangeness about himself...no powers, or anything. Nothing like the gifts Tzal had. He just couldn't believe he was something special.

Iri began wondering if maybe, just maybe she was wrong and that the banishment was slowly weakening or something. She dismissed it though, she did not and could not believe that she was wrong, not about this of all things. She was starting to feel at least a little bad about what had happened but she was stubborn, she wasn't about to give up right then and there. Then again, if it was true then she wouldn't really have a choice at some point.

Razz eventually made his way to Tzal's room and through the propped-open door. Tzal's room always scared him--it was dark, and cramped, and creepy. He often referred to it as Tzalmon's Cave. "Hi, Tzal...oh, great!" he huffed when he saw Silent Hill on his television screen. "You know I'm terrified of zombies!"

Tzal was grinning. As was his guest...

Momo had a similar grin on his face, and was sitting next to him.

Iri couldn't control it at that point; an angry dark cloud formed in front of Razz and soon enough she stood in front of him, hands on her hips her red eyes narrowed. "Alright, whos idea was it?" She asked them, her tone threatening. She had said that it was because of their 'bond' that she would protect him; she hadn't been joking about that. Her eyes then went from one male to the other and back again an number of times as she awaited her answer.

Momo pointed at Tzal, snickering.

"It is my favorite game. He is terrified of zombies, but adores the gameplay." Tzal eyed Razz pointedly. "I think he has a fetish for being scared."

Razz flushed a brilliant shade of red. "I...I do not!"

Iri was lost in herself at the moment, at least you could say that. She dropped her head slightly so she had to roll her red eyes up to look at the male as a scowl came to her face. "Such acts against the royal family will not be tolerated," she said as she poised her hands in front of her chest almost as she was holding an invisible ball. A small dark cloud formed in the center and soon a purple orb in the middle that sent small purple lightening bolts to different fingers.

Razz grumbled a bit and then stepped in front of Iri. His hands were on his hips and his lips were curled into an adorable sort of pout. "Murder is a bad thing," he stated, simply. "Worse than zombies. Besides, it'd probably amuse you to see me scared over fake zombies."

"It'll sure amuse me!" Momo cackled.

"Someone who treats the royal family in such a way deserves a punishment worse than death," Iri replied simply as her eyes remained locked on as much of the other two males as she could. Razz was infront of her, she could clearly see that but she also understood what they had done. She wouldn't back down from them; she was still too much in the mindset of her past at this point and what this boy meant to it.

Momo snickered, then jumped to his feet. "Attacking us will upset your little boy," he teased, nodding at Razz, who looked irritated and distraught. "Which, in turn, would make this all useless. You have a brain. Use it."

Razz was scowling. "Do it and I'll be very unhappy."

Iri glared at the imp briefly as the orb and lightening grew brighter and seemingly more threatening before disappearing all together. Her eyes were still red as she lifted her head to look at Razz. "I will not harm them but know that such acts against you will not be tolerated." Her eyes then flicked to the other males, the ones that had started all this. "Acts such as these are disrespectful to your bloodline and deems any punishment that you see fit."

Razz rolled his eyes. "Tzal is my best friend. He likes to mess with me, is all." With that, Razz turned on his heel and walked over to the two boys, sitting down on Tzal's free side. "Gimme a controller...man, I hate zombies..."

Tzal handed him one of the three controllers he had out--he had four, but he rarely used the fourth one. "Here. I will play, and so will Momo." He paused, then glanced at Iri. "Would you like to play?"

"I refuse to be pulled into such a mindless and pointless existance that you humans have given yourselves by such invention," Iri stated flattly as she refused to move from her spot. A grimmace played her facial features as her eyes scanned the trio. She couldn't believe that Razz was putting up with being treated like that; Daymieon and Jessie wouldn't have in fact the deciet demon would have had to fought to beat them to the killing. The girl then worried her lip slightly; it had been a long time since they had passed and she wasn't sure what was going to happen if Razz wasn't who Momo said he was.

Razz frowned, then held out the spare controller to her. "Aw, come on. It's fun. And you'll get to see me scared," he teased. "I scream a lot..." He punched Tzal in the arm, playfully. "It better not be zombies next time I come over...or I'll draw on your face while you sleep with permanent marker..."

"Oh my. I'm frightened," Tzal commented, idly, as he warmed up the gaming system.

Iri's eyes narrowed further as she walked up and took the controller from Razz. Her eyes were still red, not completely but more of a red-brown color. "It seems quite useless to urge me to take part in an event that I know nothing about," she said as she stood in front of the male, her eyes bored as she finally quit glaring at the group. Her arms were crossed once again, the controller hanging over her arm. She didn't say anything about the fact that him screaming may not be the best thing; he should have figured that much out by now.

Razz patted the area next to him, grinning. "You hold it like this..." He demonstrated the proper way to hold the controller, with fingers positioned in the correct places. He proceeded to explain what each button was for for this particular game, and when to press it. "The objective here is to make it through the many levels and destroy as many zombies as you can. You're also supposed to gain more firepower as you go and protect your teammates. I'll have a blue marker over my character's head, Tzal will have a green one, Momo will have a white one, and you'll have a red one. Okay?"

Blue, Iri repeated in her head as she moved to hold the controller in front of her. The buttons were simply placed and the buttons seemed to be intelligently chosen for pressing as to which would be easiest. She watched Razz for a moment longer, her fingers moving slighlty as she watched her own hands mimic his. It seemed quite simple enough at that point. "Understood," she said once she checked and rechecked her buttons. Her eyes had calmed back down to their usual brown as she looked back up at the seated male.

Razz nodded, then elbowed Tzal in the side. "Don't you shoot me again," he warned him, frowning. "It's bad enough that I'll have zombies coming after me."

"I won't. I'm in the mood to shoot zombies, not airheads," he teased, grinning.

Razz tugged on his ear but laughed as the game started. As usual, he chose one of the younger male characters.

When the screen behind her came to life, Iri moved out of the way and sat on the arm of the couch. She pulled her knees to her chest and rested the controller between her knees and chest. "So what are we doing now?" She asked as she watched one person after another moving the images on the screen. Her eyes scanned over everything, taking in every little detail and memorizing it. She hadn't been a top hand demon general for nothing.

"Right now, we're in a safe house. When we're in here, no zombies can attack us," Razz explained. "It's full of weapons you can use against the zombies and first aid kits, in case someone gets injured, so pick up as much stuff as you can." Razz's character was flitting around the room and picking up what looked like grenades.

"So it appears that I am a human," Iri mummbled to herself as she began walking about. She was trying to see what the room had to offer. After picking up first aid kits she then busied herself with weapons. If my knowledge serves me right, this one would be best in large groups, she said as she picked up a fully auto weapon. She then looked to see what Razz was doing and soon found a similar object. A tossed projectile of sorts, she thought though she didn't grab them. Well have enough of those going off without me adding more to the mixture. She then moved her character to the other side of the room where she found a 50 cal. Hmm, I do believe I recall hearing something good about you as well. Distance rifle, great for taking out opponents with prestision. After a bit longer she ended with grabbing a melee weapon. She wasn't as equipped as Razz with explosives but the weapons she had she knew, at least in the real world.

Tzal, who wasn't one for long-distance fighting, grabbed a bunch of melee weapons and a pistol.

Momo grabbed many automatic weapons.

Razz, who was timid when it came to zombies, reluctantly led the group out. He jumped when the first wave of them came around the corner and then started attacking.

Iri's eyes quickly lept from the screen to Razz as he jumped. Freaking out already? She looked back to the screen to see a bunch of rotting corpses walking towards them. Humans are really afraid of these things? She thought as she quickly switched to her full auto weapon and began unloading into the mass. Her eyes were scanning across the screen quickly as she found a ladder, boxes, and a multitude of other ways to get onto the roof tops. For now though she just fought from the ground.

Momo danced around and picked off the ones near the rear of the group.

Tzal headed for higher ground and picked off some of the ones in the middle.

Razz stood and unloaded his weapons on the mass approaching along with Iri. He figured that Tzal and Momo, Tzal at least, would be fine with the rest of them.

Iri blinked slowly as she watched the screen. Her ammo was starting to run low on the auto so she quickly moved towards the ladder nearest her. Climbing it she found ammunition but didn't bother climbing back down. She switched her her sniper and began picking zombies off here and there. "This is what humans do for fun?" She asked boredly as she lowered her legs back over the arm of the chair and leaned back. This definitly was not a war or battle of any kind. It wasn't even a fight for survival. The girl had a feeling that even if she were to die she would just come back, her physical body wouldn't die either. It just seemed like a pointless endeavor.