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Rain would hold his right hand up to his face, sighing and rubbing his temples. Then, using the furniture around him, he stood, lifting his broken right leg up off the ground as he hopped his way forward a bit. He paused, before lifting his bruised, dirtied, bloodied face to scan everyone's eyes in the bar. Droplets of sweat would begin to descend from his brow.

"I've been piecing this together over the past month or so, and there's an important fact that I have learned. That Teira, the girl who was captured, the girl who led Frozen Flame in the tournament, is sort of like a reincarnated soul of Sierra, the person this is all about. I'm not sure the details, because I'm not savvy on this whole soul mumbo-jumbo, and I can guarantee it's a bit more complicated than that."

"But, apparently, this isn't just about DESTRUCTION. It's about destiny. And that girl Teira has a very important one. I have it on good authority from her caretaker that she alone has the power to end Ra'Kar's threat, for good. And Ra'Kar, the demoness, is, from my understanding, Victor's equal in this endeavor. I'm not certain of the part she plays exactly, but she is still a valuable ally to the man. In fact, I wouldn't be suprised if Ra'Kar was a lynch-pin of sorts in this Eden plan of Fah's..." Rain trailed off for a bit, as his body started to shiver as he stood and spoke.

"I know this is going on a lot of uncertainties and ifs, but if you think about it, why does Victor hold her in such high regard? Why did Victor go out of his way to set Ra'Kar loose? I know its not just to hurt his brother; Victor would have just killed Sierra to do that. So Ra'Kar is important to him. And so, Teira is important to us."

"I'm not sure if anyone has any better of a plan on how to stop this world-destroying plot..." he would pause, shooting a look at Sunstrike, before looking away again. "BUT if we can take out Ra'Kar, then we weaken Victor's threat, if not remove it altogether. And right now, the bad guys currently possess the one way we have of accomplishing this task. This is why..."

"This is why recovering Teira has to be our top priority! I know some of you might not be game for this plan, but think about this: Would you want to be taken hostage and given up for dead? Especially after one of the people who you cared for and trusted deeply abandoned you and threw you to the wolves? Whether or not she is truly important, I would like to recover her nevertheless."

Once more Rain paused, before focusing his attention on Kael now. "... Even if that means storming a floating fortress against insurmountable odds, only to have my life force stripped away and turned into one of the enemy. Because, it is the right thing to do. If I let the threat of danger or even death deter me in the path I have chosen, then I would never accomplish anything. It is... the right thing to do, even if its not the brightest."

Panting now, he raised his forearm to his forehead and wiped the sweat from his brow, smearing and partially cleaning the dirt covering his face, before smiling weakly. "And for crying out loud, what's it take to get a healer around here? Talk about poor service. Heh."

Sun glared at Rain.

"None so blind as those that can't see. Pain or not, are you out of your mind, or just deaf? You put Ra'kar out and all you have is Victor, somehow I don't really believe his tower is based by her lodestone, anymore. Maybe once, in the beginning. And you,"

And his tone took on something altogether different.

"Pot calling kettle black! From what I can see for the past MONTH, is that you've been stalking Teira, and damn near tried to kill her. Yes, she and Lazenca told me of a few incidents involving your recklessness and shoddy workmanship. That's quite an affectionate name she had for you."

He folded his arms and stared at the other man.

"Victor didn't have to do anything, Ra'kar killed her last year, walked in on it myself. She's dead. Teira's all that's left, and she's NOT Sierra, she's shadow stuff. You go up there now, you end up dead, or worse. For a girl that's more whisper then real...'specially when bad happenings are going on down here on solid Gaia, that everyone could actually DO something about."

He blinked and took a drink.

"Lets face the fact that most of you are about as subtle as an elephant on tiptoes walking over eggshells in a full set drum factory."

He got up then and stretched. "Since I've bought a bit of time, I'm going to crash, I'm done with my part. Do what you want...just don't say I never warned you." Sun put a tip on the counter and wandered off into the recesses, a small wave for the hulking person in the door.

((Out for a week!))

"Yes, yes, the irony of the situation hasn't escaped me. Don't get your panties in a bunch," Rain responded to Sunstrike, waving him off like an annoyance, before laying on his back across the tavern's tabletop, his head resting at the edge. He still had the tooth he had lost in his pocket, but he would take care of that later. Despite what Lucind had done to him, getting that tooth shoved back in prior to the healing was mighty freakin' uncomfortable.

As Asherah would lift his shirt, though, he would initially start to sit up and grab at it to stop her, but found himself unable to do so; though he felt no pain, his body was giving out on him, especially now that he was laying down finally. The sight that greeted the young healer would be a bit much, since Rain's torso was over 70% scar tissue, especially in the abdomen region. A combination of battle and surgical scars, from a combination of either more battles than he'd admit to, or ones more intense than a mortal man should endure through, let alone survive. Either way, it wasn't something he was proud of.

"H-hey. Dinner and a movie first, okay?" Rain instead mused to the young woman, before all his muscles contracted as she pressed against his ribs, causing him to gasp aloud. Whatever she did, it was enough to slightly overcome the waning effects of the painless song, and the pain seemed to be lingering now.

"It was... one of the shadow soldiers from that floating island, Eden. That Victor fellow summoned them. I had thought the battle was won and let my guard down, and I ended up being used as a club for a bit. Whoops."

"Can... can you have someone turn up the heat or something? Its so cold in here," he requested, despite Sunstrike's oven/furnace being mere yards away, with heat pouring out of it. His fever was beginning to rise, though he seemed largely unaware of it. "I... have to get up there as quick as I can. We can't let them get away."