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Realizing Allen had pointed he looked in the direction that everyone seemed to be going. He was just in time to see the cat transform into Owle Isohos. Or at least someone who looked incredibly like her.

What was she doing here? This got intresting, mind you he did have the double emotianal advantage of holding Sey and Owle owing him quite a big favor.

"Owle Isohos." He said drily as he stepped into veiw,"How are you?"

Alber watched the woman transform, glad he was suspicious of the cat in the first place. "It's okay, I won't hurt you," he said, still keeping his sword close. "This is just insurance," motioning to the blade. "You see, Miss Owle, there's been far too many strange things in this world for me to be completely trustworthy of strangers, even pretty women like yourself.

"What is it that you want with Lady Sey?"

Owle shook her head quickly. Too quickly. "Allen! No! We heard you were fighting a robot here, so we came to see if...we could help." It was only half a lie.

"So..." She glanced nervously at the carcass of the robot. "Is it dead? I guess we were too late..."

Her eyes fell on Sey, the core of the robot nestled in the priestess's arms. "Is Miss Sey alright? I tried talking to her, to tell her who I was and not to worry about the big cat...but...she fell asleep on me." If Owle had any energy to waste on making a sweatdrop appear on her head, she would have.

((Edit: Eep! So many people talking to me...give me a minute and I'll respond to everyone else.))

"Abel..." she didn't know how to react to him, so she bowed her head in respect. "I'm grateful for what you did for me...though I don't remember what it was."

It was Stryphe's accusation she heard next. "What? Mr. Stryphe, why would I render Sey unconscious?" Owle shook her head. "I've been worried about her...I haven't seen her in so long, and running into her here...but of course she'd come to save people. Is she alright? Last I saw her..."

Owle trailed off. She didn't know what had happened the last time she saw Sey.

She had nothing to say to Alber, so she only nodded meekly.

Alber felt Stryphe had things under control and ran back to Sey and the group. "Is she alright? What's all this about her sleeping?"

He went in close to Sey, examining is she was still breathing, like he was taught.

James hopped over a small ridge in the earth, pulling the magazine free from the rifle that he head left there, and tossing it aside. He took a new one from the briefcase and put it into the weapon, then closed up the briefcase and picked it up.

The rifle, leaning against his shoulder, and the briefacse, in his right hand, accompanied him as he walked back towards the slumbering healer.

Keeping a polite smile on his face, Truewind reached out with a pair of feather-light touches of lightning to brush against the two green devices. Latching onto them magically, he sent twin lances of electricity through the medium, trying to short the devices.

(Makeing sence of thing)
Abel had put Sey after he noticed Owle. He was free to act accordingly now.

But it did make sence, Owle had told him she would forget most of their encounter. That she would only have a ghost of a memory.

"I take it we all know Miss Isohos then?"

However, Truewind would find that like any responsibly constructed exlosive device with a radio trigger, they were insulated against such things. It wouldn't do for the charges to go off just anywhere.

Though brushes of lightning tended to stand out from the norm, and a moment after his 'attempt', Truewind would find the barrel of a rifle pointed at him, held by a 'devious Mr. Black' who didn't like people messing with his boxes.