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Arthur had a bad feeling when Zahara was scribbling a rune and his thoughts were answered when he was suddenly thrown against the was though of course the slap she gave him was minor compared to the headache he now had. So when he was finally able to turn his head back to her Arthur gave her a soft glare before sighing a little bit. "Alright then fine I'll remember that next time Zahara but don't you lecture me on how I sail, I've been traveling these waters for a long time and today was a good day to sail; but of course I always check the water incase of disturbances and there was nothing wrong." Though there was a short pause for a moment, he wasn't pissed just a little upset that Zahara went to such lengths to give him this sort of lesson. "What do you think I would of done? I would of made Isle my first priority in getting her on land and back here safely. I would of made sure that she was taken care of until she could receive better treatment." That was a fact, he didn't want to admit it but Arthur may of started to care for Isle a lot more than he realized, but right now that was the problem.

And there she went agan, pulling him back and shoving him hard against the wall, and well his headache just got worse. But he didn't want to get angry at Zahara, he knew things about Underdark sailing that she didn't but he wasn't going to bring it up because he just wanted this over with. "Fine it doesn't." He grunted through his teeth, his head hurt like hell and he wanted to be let down so he could be taken care of. But of course Zahara still went on, bugging him about how both of them could of died, throwing it over and over in his face and it pissed him off to a point where he could of shouted but why do so when this could all be made into a memory that would pop up on a random night someday? "Fine then you know what? I agree I was stupid, completely stupid in just wanting to give her sometime away from here. So fine I won't take her out on my boat anymore just incase someday a damn fish decides to knock over my ship! I was a complete idiot and from now on I will always come to you if I ever want to take her out on my ship. You happy?" Of course Arthur kept himself as calm as a cucumber though he said it through clenched teeth, he understood where she was coming from but her method of trying to get it across was really pissing him off; his head was throbbing and his limits were being pushed, it was not a fun day anymore.

Arthur felt himself fall to the floor and he was able to grab his head to rub the spot which slammed against the wall; but of course Zahara believed he was angry at her, he was not totally angry he was just upset at how she treated him. So when she began to walk away Arthur stood up and quickly caught up to her, grabbing her by the shoulder and turning her around. "Zahara..." A slight pause, he was trying so hard not to be angry. "Listen I didn't want to come off as an angry elf to you, I understand that you worry about Isle in her state because she can't defend herself and could easily die; and I do feel stupid for taking her out there when you told me about what could happen. I was just upset at how you came at me with the situation, throwing someone against the wall isn't a proper way at getting your point across." Another pause and he sighed a little bit as he watched her eyes for a second. "I get your message, don't take her out like that unless I get your approval when she's in such a fragile state, but also don't take her out into a dangerous situation where we both can get killed. And again I'm sorry for seeming pissed off Zahara but look at how you came a me for a second ok?" So he stepped back for a second and crossed his arms loosely. "Though if there is anything I didn't understand or hear I'm willing to hear you talk about it." Well he might as well, he may have missed a thing or two that she said so why not ask her?

Zahara whirled and knocked her fist against Arthur's head. Her eyes had gone wide and nearly feral. "Don't ever do that to me again Coldiron or you will seriously regret it." She shrugged him off and shook her head. "I don't care how upset you get with me and I don't particularly care what you were trying to do. I came at you in a state of fury because you are destroying something I work very hard and take pride in. Healing is my job, my life, and the reason that I havea place in this House. And it is under my authority to do whatever I choose to whoever decides to go against my wish. You went against my wishes and I explained to you why. If that irritates you, I'm sorry but I am not going to change my methods. Telling you sweetly or kindly doesn't get it through, so I resort to more drastic measures." She paused for a moment. "If you really don't want to incur my displeasure, leave her alone when she's like this. Because knowing you, you will suggest something else likely to get her killed. If yo uare going to take her places, use your damned common sense."

Her mouth was hanging open as he blasted her once again and then turned on his heel and stomped away. Why was he so upset? She'd reacted. Adrenaline had kicked in, instinct had won out. Grabbing her like that forced her mind to react and she lashed out. It was her only protection against whatever someone was trying to do. Understand and be reasonable? He pointed a finger at her and dared to take her to task over her methods. Where was that reasonable? Shaking her head and deciding she would never fully understand him, she turned and went back to the kitchen. Forcing a smile she said, "I'm ready to go..." she was still slightly shaken though she wasn't sure what emotions were broadcasted through the eternal medium of her eyes.

Kalam hadn't even bothered to set Kora down yet. "Awe, she liked you." He carried her to a bench at set her down, smiling happily. Remember the ball in Deep Water? Kalam hadn't appeared to be so usually happy unless he had a few drinks in him. But then, maybe we don't know him very well yet.

"Hey, I've got a great idea." He put a finger to his mouth, in a very pointed "I'm thinking something I've already decided on" type of way. "Instead of sandwiches, lets do something a lot more interesting. I'm going to steal you away," whispering off to the side "it would have been a lot more interesting if you had a jealous boyfriend...you don't have a jealous boyfriend do you?" said rather hopefully. "No? Oh well..steal you away into the dark depths of the outer caverns of Labyrinth. We'll go on a dangerous adventure to find you your own dragon."

The Armada was currently in the process of recruiting. The process was long, usually boring, and more often than not unsuccessful. Why? Because most young racing dragons out there did not want riders.

"More like dander and lice, furry." She whipped her tail around, sliced at his thigh. "Blood, mud, guts, whatever. But you, you're all fur and ticks. Nothing interesting about you."

"Even this fight is dull." Out in the street now, she upended a cart full of fruit between her and Onyx.

Eliot let her breath out slowly as she gazed at the ice beast before. "She was beautiful and terrifiying all at once." She was a little uneasy and strangly moved to be in a such a place. It felt... pure...

She climbed the steps behind Warren. "I'm not sure how to feel about this place. Its like fear and peace are mingling in the air together."

"I've never seen a tree before, only what grew back in my forest. Butterflies to are rare."