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Lao wasn't surprised at the shadow bind- he had seen it used before. He was still working on the barrels and swearing as he looked at how they were stoppered. Who the hell would secure something this dangerous in this manner? He simply continued to right those kegs that had spilt, though his strength was slowly leaving him with each one he righted.

He saw the man who seemed to own the cart and called to him in clear, unclouded western. "A little help here, sir?"

((Short, but what the hell? It keeps it moving, no?))

((Being pissed doesn't help me to think or write very clearly. And not posting while I'm pissed requires me to be thinking clearly enough to realize its a bad idea to post in such a condition. I missed the part about the horse smothering the flames...like I said, or forgot to say, I skimmed over the posts. All I saw was everyone paying attention to Icarus while we still had a large cart horse thrashing around.

And it is 'you guys.' All of you are equally guilty of forgetting that other people standing nearby might have a reaction to what you were doing. I don't care that you made an event happen, I care that I didn't get a chance to participate in it. I know it wasn't anything major, but at a time when nothing else is happening, as you said, it is something to do, an opportunity to run into other characters in a memorable way and maybe have a bit of character development. It is now something that I did not get to do, and I'm still annoyed about it, though I'm calmer now than I was last night.

I know that I'm being a b***h and I have no right to. This has happened to me before, and I hated it then. I still hate it now, especially since it seems like the same people tend to be involved whenever this sort of thing happens. ....it wasn't really necessary for me to say that, but....well, I guess I have to let it out sometime.))

(( *Does the wave.*

Woot! BF! Booya! ))


(( *Looks at the edit.* ...er... babe? Both parts were kind of out of date, if I'm remembering right, you fixed up the Kouji's commentary, though the other part just doesn't seem to fit as to why Alcyone would try and snatch Sey away from Hikaru... xp

*Still waits for Seys' post.* ))

"Demo-!" She wriggeled against her brother's iron grip and looked helplessly at the boy who was still on the ground, frightened out of his wits.

"Put me down! Let me help him! Let me help - Aniweh!" Frustrated, afraid and angry, Sey screamed the honorific and unconciously called a group of light spirits into being, her fear attracting a small drove. Clinging to the young mage that summoned them and loosening Hikaru's grip enough for her to wriggle free, Sey collapsed onto the ground and stood up; staring with shock widened eyes at the spirits that clung to her brother, making him almost unbearable to stare at.

"Spirits - I'm so sorry Oni-sama - I -" She hadn't wanted that to happen! Her mother was right - she had utterly no control over the spirits... She needed to sit through those droaning lectures... The dissapointment and failure engulfed her in one fell swoop and Sey choked back a sudden sob and tried to call back the spirits but they clung to Hikaru like leeches - unhearing of their mistresses call.

"Tasukete..." She whimpered, staring around at the crowd. She hadn't noticed the Kunoichi there in her hysteria and Sey shut her eyes, her hands clenched into fists at her stomach. She couldn't let Alcyone see her like this - as a failure. As pathetic as an initiate. As incompetant as a child...

"STOP IT!"

Flaring brightly and dissapearing little white bursts of light, each of the small spirits let go and disspated into the air as Sey fell to her knees, sobbing into her hands.

"Gomen ne... Gomen... Gomen!"

Alcyone's face remained passive for a moment but then her brows knitted and Alcyone leaned over. Clutching her parasol in her right hand, she scooped up Seyumi with her left arm. She righted the child, encouraging her to stand up on her own two feet. The Kunoichi leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Hurry now my Lady, now is not the time for you to feel sorry for yourself," her voice spoke in her slightly accented but brisk Eastern tongue," We will discuss this later."

Lao was glad that someone had enough sense to talk the man out of his idiocy. In any case, most of the barrels were back in place, though most of it was gone. He simply gave the man a frozen, cold glare, then hopped off the cart and smiled at the man who seemed to have the most sense of anyone he had met so far.

He would've liked his name, but he had business to attend to. He made his way past Alcyone- "Excuse me," and jogged toward the meeting place without another word.

Himmley stood shocked, it had all h appened to fast he had no time to react. Or atleast he thought he didn't, everyone else seemed to react right away, Why didn't he? He was just talking with boy about to ask him why he would need to be around a forge when it happened. Why didn't he react sooner step in. Wasn't he suppose to be helpful, like all the other people who were helping out.

Himmley got very angry with himself almost to the point he wanted to cry out in frustartaion but he held back. He put on a face a calm as if nothing ever mattered and nothing everwould. It was a face he learned from his father when he tried to teach him how to be an assassin. He had given up after a while Himmley wasn't sure why.

Himmley snapped back into reality when he heard the man talking to Icarus. Memories of his father when he had larned of Himmley exceptional throwing skills came to mind. Tedios training and lots of pain, he was glad he was the son of his teacher or he bet it would have been worse. Thsi boy didn't need that or atleast he didn't thenk he did he seemed to have gone through enough as it is.

Himmley decided this was his time to stand up and do something right. He messed up before by not helping the boy when the man attacked him, he wasn't about to make the same mistake twice. "Hey you, you leave my friend alone. He needs to go to the light temple to be treated and not going off with some stranger." He moved beside Icarus and rested a hand on the hilt of his fathers blade, giving the man a cold look. He learned that face from his father too, but his father had always complained about how he couldn't pull it off until he spilt the blood of another. He wasn't to sure about it but never really cared, he only faught if he needed to and thats the only time he beleived that anyone should. He turned to look to Iracus keeping an eye on the man "Unless you wan't to go with him Icarus."