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((What? o.O Ohhh crap, I think I got lost somewhere, I thought you people were in the city too. Alright, then I'll edit it in a sec x_X Thanks for pointing that out.))

The boy didn't answer for a moment; every time he opened his mouth to speak, his voice seemed to catch, his effort to keep his shaking under control visible in his face. The tears that had been brimming in his eyes were leaking down his cheeks by now, and after a minute or so, he took a shaking breath and shook his head, as if trying to clear it of some painful thought. "My parents...th-those people came and killed them in our h-house, and I thought they was gonna kill me too, but they just hit me on my head and then I woke up here, and I didn't know were I was a-and..." His voice shook again and he stopped, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment before he continued, his litte cat-like ears pressing back. "Then there was fighting, and I was gonna run away while they was all busy, but they caught me and a guy got me with a knife and it hurt..." He broke off, beginning to shake again as he recounted the so-called memories, his tail curling tight around his waist as if for comfort.

Ryoga stood up and looked down at the boy. What should I do?" I can't leave him here, but I can't bring him along either." Ryoga thought as he looked at the girl who was healing the boy. "Were you the one spying from afar?" He asked as he took a step closer to her. "Why were you watching the fight when you could have helped?" He asked angered, though he had no reason to be angered with her, it had been Scar's fault all the Renegades came. "You know what, I don't care I have a mission to do, take care of thew kid."

"I don't have the power to heal, if I did I would be a doctor instead of a captain in the army. Second I would have healed the kid, because I know what it is like to have your family killed and you left there wounded and third my mission is to recover a military hummer and a radio so that I can inform HQ that my whole squad was killed by Renegades. Lastly, I am sorry about your arm, but I wasn't going to take the chance that you weren't a Renegade and get killed, I went with my instincts." Ryoga said as he continued to walk towards the Hummer as he coughed and some blood went over his hand. "Damn I didn't get enough blood." He whispered as he coughed more violently and fell to his knee.

"I got stabbed through the back and chest." Ryoga said as he coughed up more blood. "I tried healing it by drinking the Renegades' blood, but I must have only healed the external wounds." He said trying to stand up, but fell back down on his knee, then onto his side where he continued to cough up blood. "Is the kid okay?" He asked. "Is he an angel, vampire, wha-a..." He said as he fell unconcious from blood lose.

((sorry, i had to go have dinner, and couldn't get on to say so. im back now.))

Kaelot looked at the man, then to the boy, his dark eyes fearful and noted his clutching of his tail. "im sure i can." she said soothingly. she was about to gather her mana, when she suddenly decided against it. "you might want to look away", she advised the little boy, then knelt beside his face, her head overshadowing her actions. 'if he needs blood to heal, he might not react to the healing. it might just heal for an instant before opening up again.' she drew a dagger and small cup from a pocket, and sighed. 'well, i hope it works if he has ichor' most people wouldn't see it in the moonlight, but her blood was a golden color. still covering her actions, she cut a small scratch on her arm, then pinched the skin around it, forcing the blood out. she collected some in the small beaten metal cup, and, tilting his head up, poured a small amount into his mouth, trying not to choke him.

Kaelot winced as he sucked at her Ichor, but didn't make a fuss, she drew her arm back and stood up, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I wasn't sure if it would work. if you are a.. vampire, as it seems, then if i did heal you it wouldn't work properly, as healing is simply quickening you bodies natural healing. if you need blood to heal, then it wouldn't work.
"besides," she added, "i have plenty of ichor to spare." she looked at the cut and bite marks surrounding it, where golden blood dripped slowly. she focused her mana on healing herself, and in a few moments it sealed up, leaving only a thin scar, with some dot-like ones where his teeth had cut into her flesh, which would vanish in a few months anyway."besides, like i said, i have Ichor, not blood. apparently thats actually more sustaining to vampires." she remembered when a vampire friend had told her that. she had tried to heal her, but to no avail. she had had to, like now, give some of her blood. her friend had needed a lot, and nearly turned her, but managed to gain control of herself just in time. Kaelot had forgiven her, but a few months later she had died in a skirmish with renegades.

All the while, the small boy had remained silent, watching the Militant take the blood of the woman eagerly, acting as if he was surprised and slightly frightened, then listened to her speak and watched the man get up to leave. Knowing that he couldn't simply let the man leave while he still had opportunity, he scramlbed to his feet and chased after him, his tail flipping back and forth anxiously, and grabbed at the hem of his shirt to give a light tug. "Mister! Mister dun go! They's gonna come back in a while, an' I dun wanna get taken again, dun go!" His eyes were tearing up again, his ears pressed back against his head, and he turned to the woman, desperation in his eyes. "Lady, dun let 'im go! I dun wanna be by myself again!" His voice showed all the emotion and frantic fear of a terrified child, as always, showing nothing of his true nature. He'd been trained since he was barely old enough to walk; he was good at what he did.