Touya Khan
The sound of April's snarl caught his attention and by the time Touya had turned around to see what she was going on about, she'd launched herself at Val. Her hand tightened around the sword in her hand and she looked ready to run the man through with the weapon. Not that Touya minded all that much, he would like to kill the man himself, he just worried about April's condition and losing control over herself. Even so, as he made his way back to the commotion, he didn't do anything to stop her. Not even when Val raised his arm, blades coming out of his wrists, and stopped April's advance. Steel ground against steel as her wrist blades connected with his own.
"You're from that time before..." Val mused softly, his gaze lowering to look down at April, "First you take him hostage, then dessert him, now what? Because you've become something... else you've run back to him?"
"That's enough," Touya growled and stepped forward. He wasn't about to pull April away just yet, but Val's words were grating on his every nerve and pushing his patience. Ahmeil moved, putting herself between all the three of them as best as she could. Something had changed about her, Touya could tell, what happened to do such a thing though was beyond him. Her eyes were softer than before, her voice not so cold.
"We need each other right now, please. Don't toss away help so easily," she said. Touya lifted an eyebrow as he watched her carefully. Was she still trying to hold onto her crueler side or was she just trying to look strong in front of everyone to cover the fact that she'd finally snapped out of her downward spiral? Whatever it was, Touya was seeing right through it and he was sure Val was too.
Reaching out, he took April's arm gently, "Come. You can kill him later. But right now, she's right. We need all the help we can get if we want to take down the facility."
"Where is this facility that you speak of?" Val asked abruptly as he lowered his arm and let his blades slide back in slowly.
"You'll find out when we get there," Touya snapped back.
"Touchy, touchy," Val muttered and switched languages, "Sure you can trust her? She's become a hideous monster now. Don't you think they've meddled with her mind just a bit? Maybe they let her loose because they knew she'd run straight to you. And now you're going to trust her just like that and let her lead all of us to our deaths. If you've seen them you know they are not something that we can handle on our own," Val's voice dropped as he continued and he took a threatening step forwards towards Touya.
"I warned you about those damned humans. I warned you that they were nothing but rotten and evil. I figured that they would do something like this and that is why I was trying to stop them. Not to mention we need to ensure the survival of our race. What did you think those damned rats would do with technology such as what they have? They certainly can't seem to use it for anything good, even amongst their own."
"Watch what you say, Val. She may be human but she's learning our ways. And she is by no means a monster," Touya shot back, his voice growling deep in his chest. He turned and put himself between April and Val, stepping forward just as Val had done, though this time he seemed to be more menacing than ever before, "I hear you say that again and I won't hesitate to run a sword through you. It won't matter if we need your help or not."
Ahmeil tried her best to keep the two separate, but she was failing miserably. Val only eyed Touya for a long while before he stepped back. His dark gaze shifted to look at April from just behind the taller Therian. He smiled at them both before giving a short laugh and turning on his heel. The Therian walked away with his men in tow. Ahmeil watched as he went and then looked back up to Touya.
"I'm-"
"Leave."
"Touya, I-"
"I don't know what's happened to you, or what is going with you in that mind of yours Ahmeil, but you'd better leave right now. You say you want to help us? Than start by keeping him away from us," Touya ordered and turned his back to her. Leaning down to April he kissed her gently on her cheek and took her arm in his hand to start leading her away.
Damea Reese
“We’ve received word from Touya, Reginald wishes to convene a meeting immediately,” a man said as he burst through the double doors of the room. Damea whirled around to look directly at the man. His thoughts whirled immediately onto the Therian's whereabouts and what the man was up to. He'd been thinking about Touya for days, wondering what was going on. The mercenary had half wished he could have gone with both of them when they left, but he knew at the time there was no possible way. He was still recovering and would have been a hindrance to them both.
Abigail answered, but Damea wasn't really paying attention. He was lost in thought, half startled really that Touya had sent word so soon. It had the mercenary wondering if things were actually going well or not. Damea was brought out of his thoughts as Abigail turned to him and her voice, having been directed at him, punctured his revere.
“Join us, I invite you. It’ll be easier to say things once rather than repeat them to you later.”
Damea nodded slowly, only partially following her request. Though he did, however, notice that she favored one shoulder and a closer inspection told him that he'd actually managed to graze her in the last attack. His face flushed as he realized that he'd just burnt a woman, and to top it all off, she was technically his superior. He was sure he'd never hear the end of it.
"Uh...I-"
Abigail cut him off both with her next words and having tossed a towel at his head. The white piece of cloth covered his face for a moment and he missed her turning and heading for the door entirely. Pulling it off his head, he eyed her as she talked.
“Victor has no weaknesses. He’s willing to sacrifice anything, any piece on the chess board to solidify his dominance. If you and Miles work together, with his air and your fire, you fools could become quite the combo. I’ll see you soon.”
The doors closed behind her, leaving Damea in the room holding the towel. He stood there, eyes narrowing slightly as he glowered at the spot where he'd last seen her. Fools, hu? How... unbecoming of you, he thought to himself. With a sigh he dried himself off from his earlier workout and replaced his swords into their sheaths having dropped them when the towel was thrown at him. Damea started for the double doors and headed out into the hallway to where he knew they would all be meeting up.
"No weaknesses hu? You may not think so, but everyone has a weakness of some kind. It's just finding it that's the difficult part..." he mused to himself as he opened the door to the meeting room.