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Her blood ran cold with fury. Her already injured heart was suddenly ripped form her chest. Sure, she knew he wouldn't care for her, but he would at least be decent enough to have some respect for her. Emerald eyes were dark, all traces of pain gone, lost in the dark anger he'd stirred. She'd never been this angry before, never been this hurt. With two stride, the young woman come up to Tali with her face blank.

Without a word, her hand rose and drew back. It struck out then, in a lighting quick movement with all her might. She aimed her right palm from the side of his face, teeth clenched. Whether it struck or not, she'd turn on her heel, stalking off out the doors of Orion, finger nails digging into her palms to draw blood.

((THAT's the answer I was lookin' for. xd ))

Seeing Protean come up behind her, she placed a hand on the one that was now occupied on her shoulder before speaking in a soft voice. "Argument."

No sooner had the words left her mouth did she see Satomi stand and walk right over to Tali. Before anyone could utter something else, she reached back and moved to slap him right across the face.

She turned from him and headed out the door, Miyuki quickly standing as she did so. "Satomi, wait!" But her voice fell on deaf ears, as she turned to Tali with a look of anger and curiousity. "Didn't you care about her at all?"

*The cruel smirk that had drifted its way across Tali's face vanished, just as quickly as Satomi's hand met his face. His head is tilted a little to his right, head turned somewhat in the same direction. He otherwise remains unmoved. His dark lips tucked in a little, Tali's eye is wide a focused as he stares forward at nothing in particular.

It doesn't hurt as much as it just pisses him off. This whole planet is unworthy of him, and this is just stacking onto the powerful Orinian's long list of reasons. His head snaps back and turns over his left shoulder, seeing Satomi leave through the doors. His lips untucking to reveal his gritting teeth and fangs, the demon's power seems to be rising at a considerable rate, especially since he isn't in battle.

All he did was get slapped...why is he so angry? His tail waves swiftly from his left and to the right, colliding with the top of a barstool. The impact sends the seat across the room, running into a wall and tumbling to the floor. He is obviously a bit agitated, completely ignoring the stares and comments sent his way from the others.*

Miyuki quickly stood up as User gave his suggestion, striding over to the doors of the Orion and pushing them open forcefully, wanting to find Satomi, wherever she had been. She knew that she had to be hurting, and she hoped there was something she could do to make the girl feel better. Although she knew there wasn''t much she could.

((Le shortness... >.<))

Once reaching the line of trees and continuing in a bith, Satomi cried out, right fist rising. Without a moment's hesitation, it collided with a tree, causing the thing to shudder. In her anger, all her enrgy was focused into the first, damanging the bark. Ignoring the pain, she fell to her knees and covered her face. Both hands were bleeding, the kuckles and palm of her right, and the palm of her left form her nails. Her body tilted forward, until her head touched the tree.

The young girl's body shook, feeling shattered and used. Crying out again, her fist rose and the side of it hit the tree again. "I'm such an idiot." Satomi voice broke, the girl collasping into sobs. Even if she hadn't started caring for him, it still would've had the same effect on her. The realization from merely hours ago just made the wound deeper.

Miyuki's head snapped in the direction of the smell of blood, and she heard Satomi's voice. She slowly took a step towards her, watching the girl slam her fists into the tree randomly. When she was next to her, she kneeled down and then gently placed a hand on the girl's wrist, making sure that she didn't lash out once more.

As a close friend would do, her other arm wound around Satomi's shoulders, embracing her in a gentle hug. Words didn't suit this scenario. Satomi was just too hurt to try and hear words of encouragement or anything like that. There wasn't much that could be said.

Right now, the only thing Protean could do was wait in the bar and hope that Satomi was alright. He had complete faith in Miyuki that she would do all she could for her, yet it still bothered him that this had to happen at all. He thought about going out there as well, but then again that would only succeed in crowding his friend. Besides, he knew better than to go out there in situations like this when he was mad. Normally, it didn't help as much as he'd like it to.

Glancing over at Taliman, a low but quiet growl emitted from the werewolf's throat as he reached for a bottle of whiskey. How anyone could be that cold was beyond him, and he didn't like it one bit. "Trash.", he quietly muttered as he opened up the bottle.