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    Sylvannah ignored Gibusu for only a second. "What is that commotion over there?" pointing out to where a crowd gathered. The prisoners appeared to be a young girl, with...blue hair? and a odd looking storage chest with many legs. "Prisoners..." Sylvannah murmured. "...But, she is so young. She can't be more then 18." Sylvannah shook her head. Turning around again she saw Gibusu's disappointed face. Sylvannah smiled brightly. "Oh Gibusu darling, don't be like that. I DID hear you." Kissing him lightly on the cheek she thanked him and took the flowers from him, smelling their delicate aroma. "They're beautiful. I love them." They both travelled to the nearest building, being the biggest. The guards at the door stopped them. "You must greet the High Priestess in your best appearances..." looking at Sylvannah up and down. Gibusu frowning at him with a hard look, about to respond to the mans 'rudeness.' A loud shout came out from the doors. "Show them in, fool!" The woman rang out. "Yes! At once." He nervously gave a look of apology before opening the door.

    As the door opened, almost a new world emerged, so lavish, yet...it was the very same room that they resided that day before. "...but..." Sylvannah began. "Light can be deceiving, can it not? I mean to ask you about your pendant." Looking at Gibusu curious, with an equal tone. "It doesn't belong to me, it is..." "Yes, I realised. She looks very much like me when I was younger." The woman interrupted, keeping her voice steady, calm. Sylvannah though for a moment, totally disregarding the High Priestess. "Who are those people out there. That young girl could not have commited a crime that great..." Sylvannah inquired. "The young girl has trespassed on these lands." The priestess answered. "And we have done the same. How does that make it different?" Sylvannah fought. "You would have suffered the same fate had it not been for your foolish friend here." Turning her attention to Gibusu. "Foolish! I..." "Gibusu, shut up! This isn't the time to be settling your pride." Again looking at the elf priestess, she stopped. "You have no concerns for the prisoners right now..." Sylvannah flared up in anger, heat rising into her face. "I may NOT be concerned, High Priestess, but the girl needs a fair trial at least. To be chained at such an age is a fate worse then death!" She gritted her teeth in anger. Getting up off her feet she walked around the room, pacing. "Then it is a fate well deserved!" the woman stood with her eyes cooly staring back at Sylvannah. Not standing the woman's reasoning any longer she left the house, leaving Gibusu to sit in his confusion.
    "Water is shapeless...you put it in a cup, it becomes the cup. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. There can only be one thing. 'Be like water'" - Bruce Lee

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    Gibusu watched as Sylvie left in a huff, then brought his eyes back to the High Priestess, at first glance yesterday he had thought she would look nearly exactly like Sylvie if she straightened up a bit, but now that he inspected her closer there was something not quite right, he couldn't put his finger on it, it was like it kept moving just as he looked at it, it puzzled him but he quickly lost interest and stood up off the bench that he was leaning on and walked over to a passage to the side of the room.

    He breathed in deeply and sighed, mmmmm....it had been quite a while now since he had had a good feed! He came to the end of the hall way and was blocked by two swift gaurds as they stepped out of the shadows, "What business do you have in here monkey boy?" Gibusu's eyes flared and he flinched at their words, his right claw came up and then went back down quickly in a clenched fist, he snarled at them, "I want food Fairy man...." he winked at the reaction he got as the elf went to reach for his arrows when his companion put a hand on his arm to stop him, and whispered in his ear, then he stopped and let Gibusu through with a grimace.

    Gibusu stepped through the door and looked around the large dining room he had entered and spotted where the lovely aroma's were coming from, he licked his lips as he moved his way to the long table that was stacked high with food of all kinds and makes, although he couldn't put his eyes on anything that resembled meat......with a shrug he still dug in, grabbing the things that smealt, and looked the best, grabbing a small plate he grabbed the food that he wanted and placed it on his plate. and going to sit at the nearest table to start and entreÚ.

    He heard laughter and heavy footsteps coming closer, then a large boom as a large group of Elves, decked out in some of the best armour and military finery he had even seen, it even made Gibusu raise his eye brows, he even felt urged to comment before the group looked up and saw him and called out, "Hey who said a monkey can eat in here?" although Gibusu's heart nearly beat through his chest he just gritted his teeth and doubled his grip on his cutlery, "Hey boys, monkey man here don't wanna talk?" The 'leader' of the group walked up swiftly on light feet and wrapped his hand around Gibusu's tail and gave it a hard yank, "Whats wrong boy? Cat got your....." his sentence trailed into a grunt as he tryed to pull his hand away from Gibusu's tail as it wrapped its way around his arm.

    "Fairy man, you touched my tail...no no no! You PULLED my tail! Now my companion is one of you freaks, so i won't kill you, but you do realise i can't let this hand go with you...." Gibusu didn't even turn from his meal as he talked, but his tail gave a sharp and strong pull back as it was wrapped around the Elves wrist, there was a sickening pop mixed in with the sound of tearing flesh and bone as the elf screamed.

    Gibusu put a spoonfulf of food in his mouth a quietly chewed, letting the severed hand drop to the floor with a thump.....

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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    Sylvannah heard a loud shrieking scream from the inside the house behind her. Her anger dissolved into suspicion. Her feelings of accusation was finally confirmed when an elvish soldier ran outside the building with a blood curdling scream with his fellow comrades ran in pursuit of him. The man leaving a thick trail of blood in his tracks. Looking up at him, Sylvannah gauped at which was now a free-flowing ruby fountain from a stub, previously his hand. Her eyes widened and she was quick to bring up her hand to her mouth. "Ergh...I'm going to be sick!"

    Running in a quick fashion, following the bloody trail left behind, she found herself in the kitchen. Finishing with a puddle of the man's blood on the white-tiled floor and the remnants of his hand. She was not surprised at who sat there throughly enjoying his afternoon snack. "Gibusu! Was that totally necessary? Get off there, we need to find those prisoners, I think they can help us!" Sylvannah urgently pulled at his sleeve. Gibusu stopped eating for a moment and looked up at her shocked. "Bruut Silfie!" he replied with his mouth full. "Don't talk with your mouth full and but nothing! Come on!" He gave her an angered look.
    "Okay fine, I'm going to find them, don't go wondering off!" She ran out in the direction, which she'd come.

    She inquired to the nearest guard just outside the building. "Where is the prison, holding the tresspassers?" She asked hastily, breathing heavily. "Just over there, milady" The guard pointed to a stone structure a few metres away. Bearing no mark, just a small turret and gaps left as windows. She continued her hunt for the young girl. Breathlessly and without delay she worked herself toward the structure, dodging all things from wild mongoose to stray branches only millimetres from knocking her out cold.

    Sylvannah groaned in exasperation. A large guard stood in her way. There was not much time, she knew that if she tarried any longer the prisoners life would be in danger. "Let me through!" She shouted, pushing the guard aside with all her force. Picking up her trailing dress and carrying it with her she pilfered a fire lantern lining the wall on her left. The sound of her footsteps on cold stone stayed hurried, the pain was unfelt but the creases on her forehead and the concentration on her face showed her strain. However her chase was stopped with the sound of a resonant bomb. The blast threw her backwards, making her fall with a short yelp. When she recovered the door to the cell at the far end crumbled killing the two guards watching over the door. Sylvannah gasped and fell back into the shadows to watch.

    Three figures emerged from that cell, one of course being the girl with the strange coloured hair, a tall daemon of a staggering height with large horns on his head and a large storage chest with many legs. "Such a strange looking party" Sylvannah whispered to herself. Staring on, she watched the large figure with the horns, warble himself into an elf, gasping again in the background she wondered how anyone could have such an ability. He then proceeded to change and warp his two companions into an equivalent to the same race. A loud scream from the box emerged as his new form ran at a lightning speed...straight into the wall. Sylvannah blew out her cheeks to refrain from laughing. She ignored everything else that happened and decided that she was to eventually come forward as she'd witnessed everything.

    She emerged from her hiding place, running towards them. "Wait! I've already seen everything! I know who you are!" She yelled out to them, just before they took off out into the wood. The large daemon cursed under his breath. "Please stop, they will certainly kill you." She said. the girl muttered something under her breath to the daemon attentive to the young girl before she replied. "Where is your companion?" The blue-haired girl responded. Sylvannah sighed and shook her head "Stuffing his face most likely." The girl looked back at her with a baffled look. "'Stuffing his face?' I've never heard that expression before."
    "I meant that he is eating everything in sight." Sylvannah corrected herself. The daemon looked coldly at her then turned to say "You have no business with us, woman, what do you want?" the elf woman equalled his stare with harshness "Have it your way, you obviously seem to have everything in control. Your death is imminent." She answered, almost sure he was taking them to their death. She ran off again almost in total rage at this time.

    "Argh, I wont stand for it any longer. I'm going to follow them and I'll do everything to get Gibusu to come with me if I have to butcher him and carry him in my backpack!" She dashed off back towards the kitchen.
    "Water is shapeless...you put it in a cup, it becomes the cup. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. There can only be one thing. 'Be like water'" - Bruce Lee

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    Gibusu swiftly finished his third helping, he went to wipe his mouth on his sleeve, but stopped himself quickly, remembering to save the fine material that he was covered in, instead he looked both ways and tilted his head, wiping his mouth on the table cloth with a smile. He leaned backwards and slapped his stomach with a smile, he hadn't felt this full for quite a while, pity there wasn't any icecream, he looked around with an anxious look on his face, and then sighed not seeing any among the many delicasscies.

    Gibusu jumped up on the seat quickly and stepped backwards, falling back off the seat, bouncing off the floor with a happy jig, he stepped backwards, his tail reaching out, seemingly of its own accord, and swiping a jug of water off the long table that held the food, and tipping the contents down Gibusu's throat, he looked over his shoulder after he finished, smacking his lips happily, excellent, now his meal was finished!

    He turned his body around and faced the door, as he stepped forwards, his body seemed to nearly instantly fall into its usual dance as he moved, he threw the doors open, letting the fresh, beautiful air flow into his lungs, he moved out moving his body in quick jerking motions across the ground in fast, rythmetic movements as he listened to the music that played in his mind, he then noticed Sylvannah walking up to him with a determined look on her face, as she neared she grabbed him by the collar and literally dragged him back in the direction that she had came, Gibusu smiled at the direct-ness of the move she had made...

    As they continued walking, Gibusu realised that they seemed to be following a treo of elves that were walking a quick pace towards the trees, they seemed strangely out of place but he couldn't see what it was that triggered that thought..... Putting both feet on the ground, Gibusu easily brought the girl to a stop, as she struggled to continue pulling him he smiled and stood, and started to walk, this time he was the one dragging her until she let go of his neck and started walking beside him, he turned his head with a smile, "You don't honestly think you could drag me like a dog did you babe? Anywho, i figured out these three is who you were following...."

    He picked up the pace, and appeared beside the female appearance elf and rested his elbow on her shoulder, smiling into her face, showing all of his pointed bottom teeth, "So where are you off to good lookin?"

    :smokin:
    A fate worse than death is to be forgotten...

    **slaps ollie, birdkiller and beefy and synthetic with the pipe from a vacuum cleaner, before unleashing his trained penguins to finish them**

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    Watching the strange man with the tail flirt so publicly set Sylvannah's teeth on edge. It was enough to do it to her, but now it just irritated her. Well, she had to be honest for the young girl to take his attention away from her made her feel somewhat jealous. She didn't show it however, but let a calm and cold stare reverberate from her face, despite her feelings. Shaking her head in disapproval she watched his roving eye travel over the poor girl, now blushing quite violently. The daemon watched the girl from afar and let out his anger upon Gibusu. Obviously the daemon had feelings for the girl, but it was none of her business. "Don't tell me mate, your Gibusu? Right monkey boy? Leave us alone, stop thinking with what SHOULD be between your legs, but by the way you dance, obviously ISN'T and leave us alone you idiot....". The tall horned figure cursed Gibusu letting the fire in his eyes burn readily. ...I think he's a good dancer...

    Sylvannah left the two to fight to check up on the girl. "Are you okay? I'm sorry, he's usually like that, you're quite attractive for someone so young." She smiled down at her. The girl not too sure what to say never lifted her eyes from the ground, but she smirked her cheeks dimpling. "Oh...so, Sylvannah, you think he's a good dancer?" The blond woman looked at the blue haired girl , turned elf in wonder. "How did you know? Wait! Come to think of it, how do you know our names?" Sylvannah tilted her head and showed a look of total earnest. The girl said nothing, but simply tapped the side of her head. She looked at the girl searching her face. "Telepathy? But I thought no one was able to have such a gift! Well, it is only fair, but if you know our names, you must tell me yours." The girl suddenly lifted her head to look up at Sylvannah showing off her dazzling green eyes. She was, Sylvannah noticed, impeccably beautiful, there was no doubt in her mind. "AstartÚ Talos." She answered simply. Sylvannah amused at her expression as she turned to her companions. AstartÚ sighed deeply. "This is Malone and Luggage." She pointed first at the daemon, then the elf wondering around in circles in a daze, troubled with walking.

    Sylvannah snapped out of her conversation and looked at the dueling males. Not surprised they were almost ready to spill blood at any moment. "Wait!" She shouted, distracting everyone. "This isn't the time to be fighting over ability and brute strength. We need information. We came here in a strange way and we wish to make it back, but we are unable to do so without assisstance. Do you know anything about this pendant?" She pulled Gibusu roughly from Malones collar and flicked the pendant from inside his shirt and revealed it. She was unable to make out the expressions shown by the three prisoners, but she was almost sure they knew something about it.
    "Water is shapeless...you put it in a cup, it becomes the cup. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. There can only be one thing. 'Be like water'" - Bruce Lee

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    The power room's door slowly lifted. From out of the portal sepped a man. Decked out in a rather casual set of navy jeans and a black muscle shirt with a torn white singlet above it, he strode out fearlessly into the wreckage of the room. Signs of a struggle were obvious and judging from the husks of four-burnt out bronze robots, his target had managed to elude him, for now. He had recieved a job from some faceless overlord to bring back what was his, a golden mannequin of some sort. The price was right and the mission looked to be a cake-walk. However, it now seems that the target may be harder to bag than first thought. Walking up to the central tank, cracked glass and spilled liquids signalled that whatever was kept in there has probably escaped. Twisting around to see the strewn parts of the bronze machines, it looked as though they didn't stand a chance. They were exact copies of the target and possible accomplice. Unfortunately, they proved no match for the real thing, like the giant T-Rex before it. Rubbing his hand past his spiky black hair, he touched the solid blast visor resting on his forehead over his eyes. The hazy green screen of the sat-uplink beamed in front of his eyes. It seems that this 'puppet' hadn't been gone for long, hurriedly making it's way out of the complex just now. A smirk crossed the bounty hunter's face. Raising his visor, he withdrew a small handle from it's clip on his belt. Spinning it in his palm for a few scant seconds, he quickly grasped it firmly in his hand and put two fingers from his off-hand over it's cover. He 'pulled' out a crackling blue blade of stable plasmic energies at 1.25 metres length and made some swift swishes at the air before him, the lance cutting out azure trails in the blade's wake. "Maybe this target will provide some sport after all" the man cackled. With an instant motion, the warrior whipped out some very large swings of his blade at the pile of machine parts and at the large power tank, causing both to splinter and smoulder from the force, heat and impact of the sonic blade. "That wimpy machine won't stand a chance!". Withdrawing the blade with the click of a button, the hunter pressed a small remote on his belt, which instantly relocated him topside, in a secret garage. In it's center was his transportation of choice: a sleek crimson hovercycle with attached storage sidecar. Carefully putting his weapon back in place, he lowered his visor again and sat atop the menacing vehicle. Noting the co-ordinates of the blipping red dot on his map, the man known as 'Guren' kicked his bike into gear, the garages doors creaking open, Guren sped out of the covert cage and dashed onto the streets, eager in his hunt.

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