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((I'm really sorry i havent been able to keep up with the RP I'v just been bogged down with homework, inspections, and exams.))

Dupre walkes into his room still holding onto the source and closes the door behind him, he listens as the sound of foot steps come and stop next to his door. He thinks "Great I got personal guards." He quickly weaves a wall of air around the room and sound profes it and ties the weave off and then makes a gateway to the blasted lands and sits down on his cot and stares at it considering the thought of running from this place and leaving Alina here to fend for her self. He abruptly closes the gate, knowing he could never do that to her. He lets go of all the weaves and lies down on his cot and waits for someone to come and get him. Already planning on what is he going to tell them.

((The sad part is...I knew what most of that said before I noticed the translation was here... sweatdrop ))

(Bye Mog and I just noticed the translation sweatdrop , but heck I understood whatcha said in Spanish. Go me. Take care of yourself and come home safe and sound. I must be way to tired cause when Lathanam said that Alena was his lubber I read it somehow as his sister sweatdrop good thing I double checked)

"oh... Okay..im sorry," and they continued to walk back to there rooms. ((sawy its so short im half awake! i just woke up! WAHH! i got no sleep last night practicly b/c i feel asleep at around 12 and then the ppl above me started moving furniture around and then there baby started crying and i didnt get to sleep untill 4 and hten my MOM woke me up at 8!))

((Nonsense, go ahead. Using God's name in vain isn't in my repretoire of cuss words, but I'm in college, so I've got a lot better ammo at my disposal. Also, everybody in college cusses. Especially the teachers. And they don't care what religion you are.))

Someone elses problems, someone elses danger...everything around her was someone elses care. All Rintala cared about, needed to care about, was her sword. Slicing through the air, twirling across her body. All that was there was her, and her sword. A sudden surge of energy filled Rintala, making her faster and keener. She felt joy and life flood into her very bones as she began her steps. A faint glow of saidar enveloped the woman for the breifest of moments before slipping out of her fingers like a greased eel.

Sliding back onto her left foot she lunged forward, a slice across the mid section which turned into a half spin which drove the point of the curved sword up into the sternum. Pull the blade out, duck low, twirl on the balls of the feet, and slash upward. A step to the left, turn, bring the sword down in a diagnal slash, from shoulder to waist. Step into the opponet, shouldering them aside, she took a step to the right, another back, using her sword to fend off attacks. Let her opponent be lured into her trap, let them press the offensive. Step to the right, flow gently back to the left, and slash, behead! Too close to raise defensive, but just far enough to be kept away from the off hand reaching over. Sometime during her movements saidar returned again, enveloping her in full force. It was weak at first, barely a trickle enough to light a candle, then it grew stronger. She danced her dance and twirled her blade like a baton, and every movement brought her more and more at peace with herself. Surrendering to this power came as second nature now, for she knew surrendering to it gave her enhanced sight and sence. She didn't know it was the One Power, all she knew was it was an advantage! By the time she finished her ballet of metal and death the shine was strong enough for her to make a gateway large enough for two abreast to walk through, and just high enough for someone not to duck their heads. Perhaps a great feat, or perhaps not.

Sweat slicked her face, her stomach rumbling loudly, as she took a moment's breather. "Wonder what a girl has to do for a meal around here..." Rintala mumbled to herself as she pulled her shirt above her head, and sheethed her oddly designed sword. The scimitar was thicker than most traditional sword, with a curve to it shouting of a mounted warrior's design. In truth the weapon was suppose to be used from horse back, but Rintala had developed a way to utilize this curved shape for quick slashes. The glow of saidar quickly winked from existance around the woman almost the moment she stopped her "fight" and tried to force saidar to her bidding. The second she did try, however, it slipped away, as surely as a river would flow through someone's fingers.

Stuffing her shirt into her rucsack, strips of cloth binding her breast tightly, she started for the Tower. A glimer of sweat caught the sun on her back, making her almost shine for a moment.

(( blaugh its not how you rp'd my avi, its just how I would have responded, like really if you knew your life was prety much at an end wouldn't you look for a way out? Dupre has a way out and he's opting not to use it and try and deffend Alina))

Mercury also was quiet until reaching Azalea's room. She pulled up a chair and sat in it, with her legs crossed. ((Indian style)) She grinned widely at the two words.

"Always fun...like when we first became full sisters and weren't bogged down with paperwork? I'll gladly come. What's the adventure you had in mind? If there's danger involved, I might leave Hawk and Wolf behind; but if you don't mind and it's not too dangerous, I'll bring them along.

I've been expecting the: 'You don't take care of yourself and put yourself in danger...but that's our job..we're the ones capable of it, that are supposed to do it so that you don't get hurt and we can't do it if you don't let us'

But we'll talk about that later. So what's the trip for?"

An excited look had come into her eyes, and she tried to blur the bond so that Hawk and Wolf wouldn't notice her happiness through the bond.