Touya Khan
"Tell Grashath I'm grateful. But what does he want in return for helping me? People don't generally help others out the goodness of their heart. Pure benevolence profits no one."
Touya watched her as she had her back to him and slipped into her clothes that she'd had on before, her traveling clothing. His eyes widened slightly with a bit of shock before they narrowed into irritation. He crossed his arms over his chest as he watched her. She seemed more fluid with her weapons this time and he had to conclude it was because she could feel them again. Even so, he was irritated with her that she would even suggestion something like that.
"What... no one can help the one they love without wanting something in return? No one can help someone just because they want to? Because you think it doesn't 'profit' that person? I don't know what world you come from, but ours does not rely on wanting something in return just for a good deed. He wants nothing in return, and neither do I. I've gotten what I wanted already," he told her sharply.
Turning to Grashath, he relayed her thanks though he did not continue with the rest of what she said. The old Therian nodded and turned away. He left the room and went back to whatever he had been working on before they'd interrupted him the night before. That or perhaps the old man had gone to sleep. Sharye looked between Touya and April, an eyebrow raised. The youth, unable to keep to his own, questioned April's motives to Touya in Therian.
"Why did she do that?"
Touya sighed heavily and shrugged, "I don't know. She's always been like that though," he let his shoulder sag for a moment before a smile slightly curved his lips, "Though, I suppose that mean's she's feeling much better if she's back to her old self."
Sharye smiled too, brighter than Touya's, and looked over to April, "Come on! Let's go see Bordal," he said to her cheerfully. Sharye went to her and took her hands in his own and began pulling her out of the room towards the door that led outside. Touya followed right behind and fell into step behind Sharye and next to April.
"I forgot to mention, I sent one of the Therian's here to the closest town. I told them to give Reginald a message, letting him know about our position and what's going to happen. I can only hope that they'll be ready in time to join us. They should get it in the next few days."
"Bordal!" Sharye yelled and ran ahead of them to the tall and very broad Therian that stood leaning against a waist high gate. He was looking into the area beyond the gates before the youth had called to him. Turning, the large Therian settled his good eye on the dark haired boy before lifting to look at Touya and April.
"Havantha, Havanthii," Bordal greeted them both, "So, this is the woman hybrid. Isn't she a bit... small for you, Havantha?" The older Therian said in common, his facial features were completely serious as he gazed at April. Touya, on the other hand put his hands on his hips and replied back in Therian to which Sharye doubled over in laughter. Bordal only gave a slight grin in response, never moving his gaze from April.
"Well then, lets see how she does. Have you explained to her the situation?"
"Yes."
"Does she have weapons in her arms?"
"Yes, but it'll take some practice for her to get used to them I'm sure," Touya replied.
"Naturally. Come, Havanthii, you're going to train with me," Bordal said and straightened himself off the gate. Opening it, he motioned for her to go first and join the others that were sparring in the enormous ring as well. Touya took Bordal's place then and leaned against the gate to watch. Sharye had pulled himself up to sit on the fence, balancing his body perfectly on the rounded wood pieces so as not to fall off.
"Which one?" Sharye asked.
"April."
The youth looked to Touya with a shocked expression, "Really?"
"For the first round. She'll surprise him. After that, though, who knows."
Sy
"Damn it!" A hand slammed down on the table, scattering the papers that were there. The hand belonged to a youthful looking man with short lavender hair that was unkept, wild looking eyes and an sneer on his lips. The three men in the room with him startled as he shot up from his chair.
"Sy, what happened?"
The man named Sy glanced up to the one who asked the question and he slowly sat back down, pulling the chair back to himself. Reaching up, he brushed his hand through his unruly hair and sighed heavily. For a long while he was quiet, but then his lips formed into a grin and he returned his crimson eyes to the men before him. His smile was that of a mad mans, and his eyes flickered with their usual wild light.
"It seems that we've got ourselves a nice chance to show to the world why technology and Therian's are a problem for the good people of Artamus," he placed his hand on a piece of paper and slid it over to one of the three men standing in his presence, "Find this place, Krause. And when you do, tell me immediately. We'll be making a nice visit to them."
The headline of the paper read 'Science's newest Engineering Feats: Monster or Advancement?'. The picture below was that of a human that resembled a Therian.