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MOrrigan kept her hed dpwn hoping Xan,Veretta and the other swouldnt see her, so down she didnt see the wall infornt of her, as she walke dinto it, she felll on the floor "for christ sake!" she cursed quietly loking from under her hair to make sure no one had seen her, Xan and Verretta were looking at one another adoringly, she frowned and saw the boy that had been fighting cain earlier, she got up rubbing her head, and brushing herself off

Ashori bowed her head slightly to Raven, and then retreated back to follow anxiously after Koji. He was up though, so she hoped that meant he was ok. She paused again though, as Xan approached as well, and stopped. She just stood a few feet off to the side, waiting for Xan to finish whatever he was doing so she could approach and ask Koji if she could heal him. She had a hand over her nose again, trying to block out the scent of blood that kept causing her to growl shortly in her throat. Actually, a low growl was rumbling from her throat right now, and she was trying very hard to stop it, biting down on her bottom lip wit her fangs. After a couple seconds it stopped and she opened the eyes she'd shut tightly and stared worriedly at Koji again.

MOrrigan saw Xan leave her to go talk to cains brother, she smiled slightly, and turned r ound her hair catching the light and shinnig brightly, "bye." she whispered and pulling her jacket round her more walked out the arena, her head down, hoping Verretta wouldnt try and satrt on her, she didnt want to kill people again, shed left that behind when she came here. she pulled the gloves further up her hands, her fingures sticking out the end, her mobile rang again but she ignored it, yet agian.

Ashori blinked a couple times, listening in on what they were saying. She glanced at Shiro, the small dog perched on her shoulder, and then slowly walked towards Koji and Xan. She stopped just a foot away this time, her eyes moving towards Koji's chest. "Ar-are you ok?" she asked quietly, voice nearly a whisper but at the same time containing a half growling tone. She had her hand tightly over her face still, trying to block out the scent of the blood. From beneath the patch of black hair, a red light flashed, just for an instant, before fading once more into nothing. She growled in her throat again as it did, but cut off a second later, her free hand clenched at her side.

Xan Looked at Koji shaking his head. "Style...Your style! The way you fight???" "These powers you have, what are they? Do you have a martial art? I Study Hou Wushu... and... YOU study-- ???"

He stood there for a moment waiting for a reply... but he got nothing from Koji. stare
"Do you even Like talking? Look.. Iv'e had rough times... I'm Trying to move on now and TALKING to people... making FRIENDS ...somthing i havent done before!!" He grinned... "and looking at your face... my socialskills show, right" Hehe."

He was hoping he could make him talk more. Xan hadn't a single male friend since his lab accident... and really, they wern't friends... they were colleagues. He's never had a male friend... He ends up kicking their asses instead...

"This is ashori by the way..."

Koji looked at Ashori then back at Xan,"Uhh....I study Iaido and Bushido....And uuh.i can manipulate darknes and shadows wicheevr is around." He said quietly, somethign seemed to be botherign Ashroi really bad but he didnt know what.He was thinkign that he didnt want to be healed, he wanted it to take its own tiem healign so that the scars would never vanish.
"Well, you should slow down a bit..you talk alot and verry fast not giving enough time for a reply Xan." Koji said to himw itha akward smile and turned to Ashori. "Are you ok?" He asked stepping closer to her.

"Whose asking?..."Cain said deeply turning around to look at Xan, he wasnt surprised either who else but that guy would ask a stupid question like that."Oh its you...sparky?...or..Lighter...what is it that you call yourself?" He asked sarcasticaly, in truth he was in no mood to try and communicate with a moron such as the man facing him, propable had the i.q. less than a monkeys. The Wires had finished sewing up the cut on his arm and had returned to their usual places, had doen a great job making the scar barely visible and stoping the blood. His mind was clear as usual to allow his powers to rearrange themselves into their calmer lest destructive forms, they all relied on his mental stability rather than other peoples powers having to do with physical strength.