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((Okay...fine, THIS is the last post for tonight...*hoping mom doesn't wake up just yet*

And they're walking back to where Blake is, not away...))


Vexis observed Rosa closely as she led the way, wondering what must go through that robotic head....probably just a bunch of numbers, boring. She looked back to the path ahead, noticing that some ship had been destroyed...and it happened to be Judgment Primera. Vexis rushed towards the ruined hunk of metal, a bit pouty. "Aw, man! NOW how am I supposed to leave this stupid planet!?" She shouted out in aggression, ignoring Blake and the uhh...corpses just to the other side of her. Vexis looked back to Rosa, as if she could do anything about it.

Rosa stopped by a different ship, it was small and black, one of the worker's ships here in Sentinel was her guess. "If it is necessary, you could probably get past the locks in this ship, they're not too advanced it seems..."

Vexis started heading over to where Rosa went "Oh...duh....I hadn't thought of that..." but she tripped on part of Judgment's loose frame. Vexis started to get up, just then realizing that one of the bodies ahead was that of someone she kind of knew. "What the-!? Aerclayr....lost?" Vexis exclaimed, but her voice gradually lowered to a quiet tone. She backed up a bit, a scared look on her face, how could he have lost? The very thought invoked fear into Vexis, why? she hadn't known. Vexis looked back to Rosa now, with a different perspective on her ally. "Y-you did this...didn't you?"

((KRYXEL. FIRE AXEL. NEKO.

..now that I have your attention, I must tell you this: In Run for your Life (LoveToCauseMayhem author), the plot will advance once all the huntees gather around after being hunted once. That means you have to get your character's butt over to a hunter - a real hunter - and have a battle. Then the plot can continue. End of bold message.))

Blake glanced up at Vexis. Then, two words. "Do it."

Blake withdrew his face from where it rested inside his tear-soaked palm. "You... healed him? His w-wound?"

A movement. Marth moved, ever so slightly, but then laid still. Unconscious? Dead?

Blake hadn't the heart to check. But the battle... it was not over, yet, was it? Jad still had to get his ship... who knew where Jad even was at this point.

An image of Aerclayr appeared, floating six inches above his body. He appeared in solemn thought, pondering the body below him and the live one that belonged to his adversary. First his gaze shifted from Blake, to his own body, to Marth, then to Vexis.

There the gaze stayed, even as the edges of Aerclayr's image began to fade, dissipating into the sky.

Solemn, quizzical, ponderous, thought. Becoming less an image and more a blob of white and gray colors, Aerclayr then descended to the ground, before walking over and resting his own hand on Marth's shoulder.

Aerclayr spoke, but no voice came from his mouth. The body of Marth shifted slightly once again, as if in response to some silent query or statement.

Then the dead mercenary turned to face Vexis, just staring at her, scrutinizing, wondering. His expression was not angry, annoyed, or actually, any sort of extremity on either side of the scale of emotions.

Instead, he was just stoic, breathing in heavily every now and then, sighing soundlessly several times with pauses between each.

Then, Aerclayr finally dissolved into nothingness, his gaze never leaving Vexis, his body staying behind to rot forever.

(( redface i uh... i just like to write a bunch....))

Blake was now watching Vexis intently. His eyes strayed to Rose when she moved, but for the most part, he just examined the alien.... Wondering, perhaps?

After a minute, Blake made to ask her something. "Why did you save Marth, and not this person?" he asked, apparently aware that Vexis and Aerclayr had at least been acquaintances.

"Marth will never thank you - its too greatly ingrained in his pride to do so. He won't repay you in any way. So... why?"

Blake glanced, too, at the unhealed corpse as Vexis did. But then his gaze returned to Marth, and his expression was of sorrow, even wit Marth's revival.

"We can all find a new purpose," Blake whispered, gravely. It wasn't that he condemned Vexis' actions - far from it - but something about the whole situation seemed so wrong, in some strange aspect.

This was more than surface-level wrongness - it wasn't just the battle in and of itself, but the underlying meaning that had accompanied these sorrowful actions. All the regret and the failure and the weakness... something about it astounded Blake, something that spawned thought of the pointlessness of human life. They all died, eventually... and then it was oblivion. Wasn't it...?

((Who said Aerclayr is gone? The rules of logic and physics are denied in this RP, are they not? I can't guarantee anything... Aerclayr will most likely stay dead. But depending on how events turn out on ... *forgets Maggie's planet's name* Aerclayr could come back. He happens to be part whatever-maggie's-race-is, and she's going through some pretty supernatural changes at the moment... we'll just see....))