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"Something's gone wrong...but...we shouldn't panic, yet." He read her expression.

"Well, if Vahn comes through turned inside out, we should panic, but seeing as I'm still here, and Jean's still there, I think we're okay for the moment."

He started to push various pieces of furniture and debris towards the back wall, in some cases throwing them viciously.

"Get ready for anything. And don't go near the portal yet, I don't know how shaking it up like that will effect people that have to travel through."

"Maybe I could show you a few things." Though since her own knowledge was limited, she probably couldn't do much. Also considering that they were on a boat with limited supplies, she couldn't try and outdo herself but using little bits of a lot of things. So long as she had some good meats, vegetables, and spices to work with, they'd be fine.

Sundrea then began to stretch out, not really having done so the first time. It had made her feel rusty and out of touch but then again, she hadn't danced in a good long while. "Must say, this is a good way to exercise in such a small area. If I could play, I'd let us switch so you could give dancing a try."

"I should have known this would happen, things were taking far too long."

Knights sighed and went to the portal, moving a hand up the side carefully.

"Owle, no matter what happens later on, take care of yourself alright...don't rely so much on others to give you some kind of direction in your life. You'd be strong if it weren't for that..."

There was a kind of explosion and Jean landed in a heap in front of both of them, leaving Knights speechless.

"H-he threw you back?!"

She just looked at the both of them with wide orange eyes.

Down the main streets of Latent a voice began to pass through the busy atmosphere. A few people turned and attempted to find the owner, while others countinued with their shopping and browsing. But as long as they ignored it the voice seemed to grow louder....

and louder....

and louder...

"Damrius? Damrius?" squealed the voice until finally it's owner had caught up with it in the town center. A tall woman stood about examining the area around her. Tall snow white rabbit ears that sat above her head twitched and looked about as though they searched for any sort of reply. Her hands were rather full than normal, but not with goods that she had perchased but rather what seemed to be extra clothing, a tan jacket.

While across her back a blade rested calmly on her back within a sling. It caused the woman to stumble backwards slightly, but not by much. Her eyes coutinued to dart about the crowd from behind her glasses, as though she were questing to find the voice that she was calling for.

"Look Papa! It's Madison from Team Inazuma!" Called a small voice from quite a ways away, damn publicity. It was true, Madison was within the state just from returning from her moments in the Heaven Or Hell tournament. However, her mind was way too busy to even notice the young boy who pointed her out.

She soon turned away and countinued to walk down the streets, occasionally calling the same name over and over again. But still there didn't seem to be much luck. The one called Damrius, her captain, was gone.

As Sundrea stretched her arms over her head, she looked back at him. "Limited, hm? Maybe I could teach you some things then." Her own knowledge of dancing was a bit limited as well but she could at least show him a few things that would count as a good workout. She then smiled, tail twitching. Dancing had also helped her fight in close combat, some of the moves helping her avoid a stray knife or punch to the kidneys. "It'd be fun, I think. What do you say?"

Silence on the women's part. She poked her head out just in time to see what was going on. Anymore it seemed she was constantly underfire or some sort. No wonder she was slightly paranoid of other humans. Just like her mother, her old organization, and those who came at her, she just felt that there was always going to be something on her tail. No pun intended.

She was silent as the flames came on, and she watched, almost in disbelief. And a bit of pain. Oh, Gods. Her lower stomach was hurting. In a good way, no doubt. She wondered for a moment if she was ever going to retain her old ways again.

Naw. She rather enjoyed Kichi's bed. It made life intresting.

Finally, she strieked out of the confinds of the door way, into the open, where her blonde hair shined, even with dreadlocks. Her pale skin glowed slightly, as if she was something other than a human. Her exterior, however would confirm she wasn't human. Or, at least by Gaian standards. She was far from anything else - she couldn't even use magic.

Like, she wanted to.

She turned quickly, skipping the stairs (groaning to herself all the time), and padded up to her husband, staring at him with her lazy blue cat eyes. "Eh," was all she had to say.

She smiled happily to herself, more than anything. Her hand raised to the bit of metal embeded in her throat, as she pondered that a moment. She was feeling fine - however, she disliked water. It didn't help that she couldn't swim worth a damn, and had an acute fear of drowning.

Other than that - peachy.

"I'm doing lovely, Kich," she brushed her back against his front, and looked out at the working men. They must have thought her so odd looking. Esspecially with a man of high power like Kichiro Oda. "Just a little. . . Sore, that's all. I wasn't aware that what little fighting skills I posessed would come in handy at night," she tried to remain serious a moment.

After her mishap with the 'Vengers, and her mother. She was pretty much ready for anything. There wasn't much she thought could darken her days now, except maybe, clouds. But, that was more physical, than mental. And, it wasn't like her mother would show, and suddenly have Minerva under her thumb once more.

"So - when we land, exactly what," she wobbled, but recovered quickly, "are we doing?"

"Well, um," She blushed suddenly at what he was inferring. She was married now, and it didn't matter. But, it still made her turn red, like the virgin minded women she was. "Er, of course. . ."

"Ya know, I think this place might be wonderful to stay at. I wouldn't mind a change of life. But, that reminds me," she reached back, latching her thumb into this pants, "what do you plan on doing? Training here, as well. We still need to sharpen mah skills." She blurted that out with a bit of a southren draw, hinting at her orgins.

She swayed a moment to the music in her head; dancing to her own beat wasn't unusual with her. The usually odd music like, Emily Heines, or Tool bounced inside her mind, while her hand seemed to tap at his pants.