Ooc: What about Seras? He was walking away. So how does it go with him?
"He's mad with love and lust... An angel that sinned to much cares less and less..." he whispered, walking towards Alaric "You're a fool... I will beat some sense into you, you damned fool!"
His cold, amber eyes closed, he continued to walk away. Then he paused. "I'm fine..." The wind blew through his long silver hair.
Lumia, the benevolent, crystal-dull blade released a light green fog within itself. "Lumia..." he whispered.
He stopped abruptly "I don't know..." he whispered, traces of fear ringing in his voice. "I'm sorry..." he released her, and began to walk away.
Snapping out both schamshirs, he held the one in his right hand, Lumia, across Aveum's chest "Do not..." he spoke in a low, hollow voice. The sword in his left hand, Shadowbane, wriggled in his hand, eager to eat a celestial soul and drink its all holy blood.
The after effects of the euphoria struck him. Fear. With a sudden rush of adrenaline, he gripped Tuski's arm, dragging her away with him.
"You angels are so selfish. Go back to the heavens, then. Watch everyone be eradicated for your damn decision." He spoke so coldly, that the edge in his voice became so much more than just a threat.
"Very," he said coldly, his euphoria instantly gone. The power... Such power...
A grim visage appeared over Sessamaru's features. "Coward. If you loved her, you'd let her free of choice!" he shouted, his anger apparent. He took quick strong steps towards Alaric.
Seras began to cackle maniacally. Such power! "They deserve to die," he whispered to Tuski, his laughter still apparent.
He stared at Tuski, smiling his rare smile "He's venting,"
"I'm fine." He spoke, getting up weakly. He nearly chuckled with Exel.
As his cough died down, he stared at Exel. "That I am," he spoke. "Exel, you can still come with us, we may need you. We should have everyone with us." he glared at Alaric "Everyone..." he reiterated.
"Ah, so you can speak," he spoke coldly, as if nothing was out of place for him. The dark melody soothed him ever so much.
He began to cough once more, his knees buckling, his right gloved hand covering his mouth as he spat blood. The cough was terrible and more stronger.
Seras heard the melody, and felt relaxed "How shall I break you?" He asked dangerously, relishing in the dark melody.
Ooc: lol, cool :P "That I will, Aveum." He stated calmly, not at all affected by the stare. He waited.
"Then come up with a solution for Aveum to allow us to go to Revivia Chatteau." He offered patiently, not at all agitated.
"Surely I liked it, so if you interrupted my pleasure, you're my damn problem." He casually spoke, the edge more sharper.
