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She slipped in quietly, shutting the door behind her without a noise. She swallowed hard, noticing the two men fighting. She snaked along the walls, doing her best to avoid them. Her eyes were wide as she managed to find a door leading outside. Her eyes lingered on them only a moment and she slunk out the door, shutting noiselessly behind her. She rubbed her eyes and dropped to her knees by one of the outside walls, hugging her knees to her chest. She sighed.

There was the distinct sound of a yawn, followed by the sound of a man coughing as he was smacked upside the head. "Pay attention." The assailaint growled, as the group continued to march up the road. All and all, there was a total of seven. Not many, given the violent nature of the surrounding area and their objective. Each seemed to be dressed for full combat, their faces hidden behind masks, far too much gear on each to determine sex. Their scents were masked by a thick oily smell, and as they marched along they let thier auras run free. It seemed clear they didn't care whether or not they were noticed. Each member carried an automatic rifle, each person seemed to be dressed in modern gear. Some of the things they had seemed even to be advanced. A single red teardrop on the shoulder of each member marked their alliegance. That all aside, the group didn't seem to be too worried about anything. It'd be another good 10 minutes before they reached the Dojo itself. The man that had yawned beganto hum, only to be cut off by another smack upside the head, the gloved hand slapping against the helmet forcibly, if not harmlessly.

Derrek took the orb from Draeken. Unlike the last time he received one of these orbs, his perceptions did not drastically change. The world still looked much the same to him as it had before. The strands shimmered slightly and appeared slightly different, but Derrek did not know yet what that portended. He would need time to examine it. The orb was cold to the touch and Derrek quickly put it into his jacket pocket. Turning his attention back to Draeken, he said, "Well, I think that sorting out the memories would be very difficult. It would be easiest to simply remove what I can of this other person's essence from you, but likely there will be some traits from each left over in the other. The memories of the time you were fused, for example, will almost certainly be shared.I could, should you wish, try later to bind cartain memories away if you really wish to be free of them. It might help be to know who exactly this is I'm unbinding."

WHile Derrek was talking, he began examining the threads in Draeken. The "knot" of them that was the binding was a tangled mess which would be a pain to unravel. Two colors were predominant through the "knot," black and orange. A few strands of silver laced through it, but were nowhere near as common as the other two colors. Often, the strings knotted together and their colors bled. For Derrek to have any chance of doing this right, he'd need to know more about whoever this was he was unbinding, and probably more about Draeken as well.

::Relinth began to walk toward the exit to the dojo. He chuckled slightly pointing his Katana toward Albert as he passed by. He was inviting him to follow him obviously. He did not want to have a large conflict inside of the Dojo.::

Lets go have a discussion about this Al... outside.

The glow of Ka'rinth's eyes strengthened once more, the glowing red orbs actually shed trace amounts of the dark energy that filled his body. His muscles strained slightly as he stood once more forcing his body to act dispite the slight onset of fatigue. He felt more alive than he had... well, since he had first died over a century ago, he still remembered the day. At least I learned never anger a being that knows how to destroy you, especially if they created you. He stood and stretched for a long moment, before returning to his training excercise, this time he stood with his hands held outstretched in front of his face palms towards one another with a foot of space between them. As he focused, dark energy moved to surround his right hand before jumping to the left, and after circulating into his body returned and jumped back to the left forming a circle. The energy continued it's flow as Ka'rinth manipulated it into different shapes.

"The memories are hardly of any concern to me. Just so long as I can consider myself to be one person again." He grinned then shrugged. "As for the others I am fused with? Well, one is Truinthil, and the other is my ancestor who basically is only alive in the sense that he resides within my mind. Complex family history, all that. Basically Truinthil is the evil side of my ancestor in physical form, though lately he has been experiencing some difficulties with basic, more human like, emotions due to prolonged freedom. Most of his existance he was locked away within the mind of my ancestor and therefore only allowed to stew in his own hatred and evil. My ancestor is kind of a mix of good and evil I guess. Mostly good, though. He is older that anyone else that resides in this dojo, however. I think. I cant remember some peoples ages, since I don view people and rate them by age. Myself? I'm just a vampire, though not a typical one. I have a tiny bit of several different races in me, but so miniscule that it doesnt really matter. Truinthil and my ancestor on the other hand, have much more than just vampire in them. It's probably an even division of several different races in each of them." Draeken shrugged again as if that would all be easily understood and easy to swallow and sort out.

*From the distance, a white clad figure approached the dojo. His hair was dark navy and his eyes a cold blue. He'd come here with the intention of scouting, before heading off on his mission. Hamartia just snorted in contempt at the crummy looking dojo* This is a joke.....