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Sola and Scorpio, you two stop fighting right now. You broke a few rules of the AMP, and you should revise how you roleplay before going on. Maybe get practice, too.

Louveteau smiled softly, she wasn't as big a fan of fish as she was of red/white meat, but fish was alright. As she sat next to the fire, cooking the rabbit, she continued to watch Cris in silence.

Alexander reached for a small vial attached to his belt. He uncorked it and poured some of the contents onto his wound. The wound quickly healed with a sharp stinging sensation. Alexander then took his ax, and charged it with fire magic. He then sealed up his armor, sheathed his ax, then stood up. He saw a stadium in the distance and decided to go check it out.

The, just as always it happened. It will always happen. Cris winced in pain and lowered his head. Slowly he began shaking, vibrating as the pain shot through his body; instinctively he reached for his head. A hand over his face covered his left eye while his other arm kept him from falling over. The hairs on the back of his neck stood from the chills running down his spine and through his teeth a moan escaped. It was time to go. With effort he raised his head, his uncovered eye set on Louve.

It would be easy for her to see all the chaos she felt had his mind now. It was swimming through his eyes. Not to mention the brief moments they left his body. Like ghostly apparitions they'd be there, then gone. Knowing what the cause of all this was Cris forced him self to stand. With his one eyed gaze still on Louve he worked up a small smile and muttered through his breathe.

"Don't follow me."

A moment later he leaped backwards and disappeared into the trees.

"Almost ... there ..."

Unsane was tired. Every of his muscles (or at least, whatever replaced them in this frozen body of his) was aching deeply. He had been running nonstop for hours, maybe even days, he couldn't tell. He wasn't sweating, he was literally melting, like any time he made continuous efforts. His body had lost about a centimeter of width all around, and more was dripping behind as he ran.

Still, he kept going.

Through the forest he ran. Jumping left, right, left again every so often to not run straight in a tree. It was surprising. Him, who usually tripped on every damn root in these damned parts of the forest, ha actually never tripped, and was running as swiftly as he could, whic was, well, fast.

"Now ... where the hell ... is she ..."

Oi, he had to hurry. The dead weight on his back needed assistance. Poor Ariah should be drenched in Unsane-juices by now, too.

"Hey Tooth ... we're ... almost there."

Ariah had been sleeping, she dozed off after the first 2 hours and was a asleep ever since. Now she was waken bya feeling of wetness. She grogily lifted her head thinking it was still raining. She was surprised to find that it wasn't raining but what was making her wet was Unsane. It took a few minutes to register this, she had grown weak again and things weren't coming to mind as fast as they should've. Aye, she could feel the life slipping from her slowly.

"Frosty. . .Your. .. Melting. . ." Her words were spaced from the deep breaths she needed to take in between each. "You. . . Should. . . Stop. . ."

Louve heard her master calling, demanding that she come. His command only caused her to move faster, making a beeline towards the clearing with the pond. She broke through the line of trees and shrubs and skidded to a hault a few feet in front of Unsane. "You called master?"