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Little Jack looked surprised at Oomizu. "What do you mean?" he finaly asked, clearly offended. "Haven't you seen how brave I was?! That monster didn't have any chance against me! JACK SPICER! Evil boy genius!" he said crossing his arms in front of his chest.

Roland started spinning his revolvers around his index finger as he finished reloading them and looked over at Revy from his jutted wall seat. With a sigh, he felt David landed beside him and scrached the back of the hawk's neck lightly. "If only you cou-" Roland began before realizing something. As he whistled loudly for Oy, the billybumbler ran to the gunslinger. Leaning over to Oy's ear, Roland whispered, "Talk to Revy for me and write down what she said when you get back."

The billybumbler nodded and waddled over to where Revy was sitting and looked up to her with big eyes.

Oomizu smiled and bowed her head to Setsuka. "I'm Oomizu. I'm Link and Kikyo's daughter. They're veterans of this world. As to the whole warlord deal, the gods needed people to fight against men who are wielding these swords that are possessed with evil spirits that have taken over the people who hold the sword. It is our job, as a group, to fight these people in order to get the swords from them and destroy them before the warlords that run this world tear it apart. That about sum it up?" She then turned to Jack and lifted an eyebrow. "You cowarded behind a tree, and then gripped poor Suka-chan with dear life. That doesn't scream bravery. I don't really think it'd be a good idea to hand you a sword just yet, so hang on and see what you can do with the Wu you have."

"True." Lum said simply and with a smile as she watched him rub over his own stomach. "Does it hurt badly Roy? You keep rubbing it..." She asked him.

Rosette smiled at her dhampir lover for a moment longer before she began to feel over her body. No, no dislocated or broken bones. "I'm fine..." She said before she looked at her arm, seeing as though she scraped it up, but not all too badly. "Well expect for this..." She said, referring to her sore and bleeding arm.

"Yes, you are correct, Jack." Setsuka said with a nod. She opened her umbrella once again and twirled it slightly above her head. Her eyes shifted to Oomizu and she smiled. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Oomizu as well as you Jack." She said, looking at Jack at the last part of her sentence. She then smiled at Oomizu and bowed her head slightly. "Thank you very much for explaining that for me. Ms. Lum explained the basics, but I really just wanted to know more." Turning to Jack, Setsuka chuckled,"I'm sure you are brave, I couldn't do that much in the battle either. Don't feel bad." she reassured Jack.

Revy looked at Oy and smiled, she put her cigarette. Picking Oy up, she set him on her lap. "Thanks for the help, Oy." Revy said to the billybumbler, she couldn't help but pet him a little bit. He was awfully cute.

Oomizu looked to Pirogoeth and Marta and whistled for them. "Piro-chan, MartMart, I need you two, just in case." She then turned to the rest of the group. "Hey, who needs to be healed? I dn't care if it's a little scratch or just a tad sore, I'm going to heal you any ways, so we can either do this willingly or I can heal you against you will~!"
Pirogoeth turned to Marta when they got behind Oomizu and sighed. "I can tell that last part isn't a joke..."
Marta laughed nervously and rubbed the back of her neck. "Oh, I thought I was only imagining things.... Yeah, I figured that out, too."

As Alucard saw the damage her arm went, he immediatly tried to make sure that the bleeding would stop. He tore off part of his coat's sleeve, and wrapped it around the bleeding wound. "There, does that help in any way?" He asked Rosette.

Ryoma, now noticing the trail of blood on his chest, noted that there was a shard of stone embedded between one of his ribs. "damn.. hey, you.. kid!" He shouted out to Oomizu, stumbling to make sure that the rock wouldn't make any unneccessary pain for him. "I think I could use a little fix-up." He said to her, trying to ignore the scantily-clad woman beside her.