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Sam nodded "fires are easy, I can put them out with a "flick-and-a-wink", The ice might prove difficult for me. But if I can stay at a range, I can pick 'em off without to much trouble." He said and chuckled "This new... ability you've given me, or at least given me the opportunity to unlock, has turned me into something of a one-man army." he added and laughed again, flexing his right hand.
He suddenly took on a solemn expression and stood up, turning to Ace "If we're going, then we should get to it." he said and turned back to the way he had come and began walking.

Sam smiled slighty "I can think of something you c-" he said, and cut himself off "Never mind, My name is Samuel Rattigan Spadina he said and bowed deep "at your service" he added.
He leaned back into the psuedo briefing room "while you guys discuss your... err... plan, I'm going to go see what I can do to a few practice targets." he said and scratched the back of his head "any scarecrows around here?" he added.

"A force of 380 vs what?....7?...so far.", Cobra said calmly as he leaned up against the wall calmly..."We will need help once we get over there. My own abilities I know, I have fought in several large scale battles and my own prowess with a blade is well established as is my elemental control. This is different however, I have fought other elemental users in the past, but never in droves like this. To have so many elementals as an army is a formidable force, even if the average user's powers do not compare to our own...but there are even some among us who are just discovering their abilities. It will take time to train and make them ready, as well as train other forces once we are there. The warriors will be ready of course, we always are. But even if we were as strong as the 10, could we take 300 of the others alone? Strategy is all well and good, but at a certain point, numbers are simply too overwhelming."

...Cobra sighed a bit as he thought, knowing already that the odds would be hard against them..."Certainly it can be done, but we need help, and it might take weeks or months or even longer to figure out how to get that help and bolster those relationships once we are in Lyon."

"Well then...", Cobra said as he kicked his back off the wall, "I'll be around if anyone needs me to help them, I have a thing or two to teach if anyone needs to train their swordsmanship or martial arts, otherwise however, I need to find out what these people are going to do without Straven while we are gone. I can care for them upon our return, but someone is going to have to help in my absence...I just need to find that person."

...without waiting for a response from anyone, Cobra walked out of the room, positioning his limp arm to be crossed across his chest, but held up by his left so that it looked somewhat natural as opposed to creepily strange. He walked down a few corridors, peeking his head in a few doors, looking for a medical center of some sorts within the winding sewer hideout and eventually found one with the help of a nice young lady. "these people are so destitute, yet so friendly...a true testament to Straven's gift to them. i will do all I can to carry it on" Stepping behind a loose curtain, Cobra took a roll of wrapping tape and linen cloth with him and removed his upper robe to reveal his arm and everything above his waist.

He had not seen the sigils for a long time, they brought back a lot of bad memories. His arm was now completely bruised and lifeless...he felt nothing but a tingle from the affected area as he could feel the sword leeching life from it. The strange characters and symbols were laced into every inch of his arm, front and back...Cobra sometimes wished he knew what they meant, but was probably better off not being able to read it. The remaining right half of his body must have looked like a tribal tattoo as it was ornately decorated with the unknown language in circles and seals, intricately woven around the affected areas, moving right up the side of his face. It was an impressive sight, but one that Cobra preferred no one see. Using the bandages, Cobra wrapped his arm up so that it looked like a mummy's hand, and made a sling from the remaining cloth. Cobra then taped the sling down wrapping the tape around the arm and his waist to restrict the movement and make sure the arm was not flopping around. After he was done, he replaced his robe, one sleeve left unoccupied, but still dangling off to the side. "Good enough", he said to himself as he walked out of the room and began wandering down through the sewer passageways to try and formulate a plan.

Sam and Havessa hadn't exactly agreed to helping each other out for training. At least, that's what she gathered. He was just looking to practice his aim with his gun...clearly. So instead, she was in the sewers before anyone else, not too terribly far out that she would get lost, but enough that she was out of sight and sound. Taking some of the rocks from her bag, she tossed them on the side paths and also some in the sewer waters. Reaching in her bag for more, it was empty of rocks, but her fingers reached something else...pulling out a set of estranged polyester blend clothes, she sat on the edge of the sewer ways, staring at them with meaning as she managed to recall another lost memory, however short it was. Her hand slipped into a pocket then, and pulled out a pair of spectacles. But these were streamline, and the lenses non prescription and shaded into a transparent black. Sliding them onto her face, she put the rest of the clothing away into her bag, and used the sunglasses as blinders, so that she may further concentrate of developing her abilities without sight clouding her mind.

Allure walked to a corner where a few larger rocks lay. She considered making some weapons that would also aid with training. She wanted to try something different and create a weapong to carry for later possible battles against the fire tribe. She picked up a rock about the size of a grapefruit and began slowly pushing the tips of her thumbs in a defined manner against it. Extra pressure from her nails was enough to make the rock crumble where she wished it to. It was a slow process but effective as the rock became hollowed out. Ice formed within it and it was sealed with a smaller rock and some dirt. The ice would everntually melt. Simply, she created what would melt to become a ater ball. She felt this may prove effective later and continued the process for a time while being sure to not have too large a size.

When Ace reentered Allure stood up speediy and nodded.

"What you speak is true..."

Then she remembered a specific thing he said, 'We will succeed. We must.'

Her response, "...and indeed. We must."

A smile graced her lips as she began piling the two dozen rock-covered water balls. They varied in size. The proved strong enough to stay intact but the liquid inside soften the stones quite a bit. She knew they'd easily shatter and was satisfied with her work. She began searching around for a sack of some sort to carry them with. 'A small should suffice. Need not carry slowing weight' she thought to herself.