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"Whoa... maybe that's why he's so pissed." Ndale said off-handedly. Then he realized what Jean had said. "What do you mean, what's taken up my soul?" he asked. "What makes you think that I have a Sin in my soul... or souls, for that matter?"

Ndale looked at Jean, studying him intently. "How do you know all this? And by that logic, shouldn't you have a sin in you?"
'Oi, Ndale-chan. What sin d'ya think we have in us?'
'Not gluttony...'
'Not greed.'
'Not lust.'
'Not sloth.'
'That leaves pride, wrath and envy.' Nycah spoke up for the first time in years. 'But I know which one it is.'
'It's wrath, isn't it.' Nicholas said, more of a statement than a question.
"What the hell?" Ndale muttered aloud. Then he doubled over as blinding pain attacked his chest. He coughed, one hand covering his mouth. Through narrowed eyes, he made out the bright crimson of blood dripping from his hand. "God damn it... now I know why Nycah never spoke."

"Thanks." Ndale said, taking the handkerchief from Jean, before submitting to another bout of coughing. "So it doesn't have to be one of the Seven Deadly Sins?" he asked, keeping the cloth near to his mouth incase his coughed up blood again. "And another thing... how long can a sin reside in a soul before it becomes too dangerous?"
'Nycah...' Nicu growled. 'You're a sin, aren't ya?'
'It took you this long to work it out?' Nycah's laugh was scary, chilling; all the other shadows flinched slightly.
'I always knew that the number of 'shadows' didn't match the number of 'times'--' Nicholas started to say, but Nicu cut him off.
'So why didn't ya ********' say somethin'?'
'It's only now that I realize what Nycah is!' Nicholas yelled back.
'Guys! Shut up!' Ndale shouted, reappearing into the mindscape. 'You're not helping anything.' he turned to look at the dark corner where Nycah had never moved from. 'Get the hell out of me.' he hissed.
'Make me.' Nycah taunted.
'Okay then, I will.'

"He isn't a shadow." Ndale said, ignoring what the others were saying. "I thought he was... but he isn't."
"We all thought he was." Nicu spoke aloud, using Ndale's mouth.
"He never thought it important to tell us." Nicholas said bitterly.
"Shut up, you guys. I like having control over my body, thanks. Get back into my head." he rolled his eyes, sighing. That triggered another bout of coughing, this time worse. "I think... you're gonna have... to take Nycah... soon..." he gasped, between ragged breaths.

Ndale narrowed his eyes, watching Jean run inside.
'I don't like this... I don't like this at all.' Nicu said quietly.
'Yeah well, neither do I.' Ndale replied. 'And I have no idea how to get Nycah out of here.'
We'll just have to do it by force.'
'Don't, it could be dangerous--' Ndale was cut off as hacking coughs racked his entire body. He lost his balance from the tree branch and fell backwards, grabbing onto a branch just before he hit the ground. He dropped the last few feet, landing in a crouch.
'We should materialize.' Nicholas said cautiously.
'Good point.' Nicu said, then made his form appear outside the mindscape; out in the open.
Ndale watched as Nicholas appeared next to Nicu, then the dark shape appearing a couple of feet away.
"Nycah." Nicu snarled, anger and hatred layering his tone. "You lied to us... now you're going to pay." fire built up in his hands, then fired at 'Nycah'. It consumed the Sin, but did nothing.
"Did you think that could harm me?" the Sin laughed, mockingly.
"You're a b*****d and a liar." Nicholas hissed. "Ön nem érdemli meg létezni." bright light shot in rays at the Sin, burning holes in the seemingly indestructable darkness.
"Menj vissza oda, ahonnan jöttél, köcsög." Nicu growled, catching on.
The Sin finally died down, leaving a small shadow on the ground. Ndale walked over to it. "You made my life a living hell." he whispered. "Die."

"Ya whaaat?!" Nicu yelled, whipping round to face Jean.
"I think you have to send it back to hell." Nicholas said, frowning.
"Fine then, be that way..." Nicu pouted, but then regained his 'professional' face. "Visszatér a sötétben, hogy már érkeznek! In other words, go to hell, b***h!"

Ndale clenched his hands into fists. "In other words, I'm not good enough?" he muttered. "I'm never good enough, am I?" he asked in a self-depreciating tone. "Well, ******** this-- ow!" he yelled as a heavy blow landed on the top of his head. He glared at Nicu. "What the ******** was that for?" he demanded.
"You're a ********' idiot, ya know?" Nicu stated, decking Ndale again. "If ya ain't good enough, just get better."
He narrowed his eyes further. "I don't recall asking you for advice."
"Yah well, I'm givin' it to ya whether ya like it or not."
"Both of you just shut up." Nicholas cut in. He turned to face Jean. "I think it would be a good idea to leave Ndale alone. He gets pissy when he can't do things." he turned back to Nicu. "C'mon, we should get back where we belong." he grabbed Nicu's wrist -- much to said shadow's protest -- and they both vanished.
After throwing a glance at Jean, Ndale sighed and walked off.

((Interruptin' cow!))

Rage looked up as he heard someone approaching. The lighting in the tech room made it impossible to see the person's eyes, but there was a familiarity about him that he couldn't quite place.
"You're in my way." the stranger spoke, his voice causing a jolt of recognition in Rage's mind. He stood, tilting his head so that the shadows didn't cover the stranger's eyes. Dark grayish-green met identical orbs, both widening in the same way.
"Fabian...?" Rage whispered, expression disbeieving.
"Kialan. Or, should I say, Noah?" Rage's younger brother spat the word, eyes narrowing and lips curving into a cruel smirk. "Long time no see."
"What... what are you doing here?" Rage asked, confused as hell.
"You're in my way, Kialan." Fabian said shortly, pushing past Rage. The latter stared after his brother, watching him until he rounded a corner out of sight.
He sighed heavily, sitting back down and burying his face in his hands. "It'd have t' be now tha' my pas' decides t' catch up with me."