Shyc huffed as he lay on the ground, the heavy crate atop his chest. Dinan hovered over head, and the moment the young mercenary caught sight of the winged angel his face flushed a brilliant red. What an embarrassing position to be caught in. Not that it was a first, definitely not... Shyc always seemed to end up in the strangest situations. Following Dinan almost immediately was the half elf, Razeluxe. The man had hurriedly rushed over when Shyc had let out the cry of surprise. Of course, upon finding what the situation was, their leader calmed immediately and he cast a quick glance down to Shyc who managed a small grin of innocence.
"Yes. There is a girl in the cart. Although I am not so certain she was the woman that screamed." Raze commented lightly before he turned his attention to the woman in the cart. Overhead, he could hear Dinan offering the woman in the car a cup of tea. Was it possible that the angel hadn't noticed his plight? Shyc almost wished that were true...
To Raze's words though, Shyc's pale features turned a darker red as he sputtered under the crate, his legs kicking upwards in a comical display, "I did not scream like a girl!" his voice didn't help his situation, strained as it was under the heavy pressure of the crate that he was pushing upwards to help alleviate the weight in order to breathe properly.
"There's a lady in the cart," Willow's voice followed soon after, making him cringe slightly at her chiding.
Thankfully, though, the woman turned her attention to Raze and chided him as well. It was most like her. She'd taken the role of 'mother' in the small group whether they wanted it or not. Shyc didn't mind, he could tease her more that way, until she doused him in water or something worse...
"Perhaps, you should help Shyc raise the crate from his chest, instead of threatening our guest? I'm sure he's having a hard time breathing?"
"Yes... Yes, definitely having a hard time... here," he called out, trying to bring Raze's attention to him so that he'd take the damned crate off him. Unfortunately it didn't work. Raze was rather good at ignoring the young thief, probably out of habit by now. Shyc could be rather loud and talkative when he wanted to be.
"How funny, especially you Shyc." Shyc rolled his eyes at the man's familiar voice proceeded him. Footsteps followed and the boy tilted his head backwards in the dirt to watch Yan making his way over to the gathered group. He grinned down at Shyc, having a bit of a laugh at the youth in his current predicament. Shyc stuck his tongue out at the man rather child like before gritting his teeth as the crate shifted from his hands.
"Ugh," he let out a sigh of relief as Yan bent down and took the box of supplies from him and set it down on the ground. Rolling over onto his hands and knees, he panted a bit, "Thanks Yan."
"Heh, you okay there? Seems like the something inside the cart made everyone forget about yo--" the man started, but never finished for he too was caught up with the girl -lady- in the cart. Shyc glanced over his shoulder to look at her as well. Standing up he brushed himself off.
"Yeah, thanks for making that apparent," he muttered to Yan, who obviously didn't hear him as he continued, leaning against Raze as they all watched the poor girl. Crossing his arms over his chest, he watched them as they crowded the back end of the cart. The girl inside looked rather intimidated by the sudden attention.
When the cart came to a stop, Sakura was unsure as to what to do next. She'd gotten into the cart and they'd definitely left the city and palace behind. However... what was she to do now? That was when she heard voices. The driver of the cart had gotten off and called out to someone, saying there was a note for them. A woman's voice welcomed the driver back, and then suddenly the boy was up in the back of the cart and shifting around the supplies. They both stared at one another for a moment and Sakura was unsure as to which of them was the most startled. Until he gave a sharp, high pitched, cry and stumbled backwards. This led to his falling off the back of the cart. Sakura came forward slightly, her heart leaping to her throat as she wasn't sure if the boy was alright or not, the crate he'd had in his arms looked rather heavy.
"Dropped in for a cup of tea did you?"
Once again, her heart lurched forward in surprise. It pounded hard in her chest and she could feel the beginnings of the sharp pains that used to plague her. Sakura's fingers curled into a small fist as she pulled her hand back to the middle of her chest. She winced slightly as she glanced up at the man who had one wing. It was an amazing sight and just looking at him almost made the pain go away. It was sort of nice.
"I would hope you could give us a reason not to slay you on the spot, young miss. Mercenaries aren't fond of stowaways." When this voice joined in, she gave a startled gasp.
Jumping slightly, Sakura turned to see the young man looking directly at her after he'd addressed the poor boy who had fallen down unto the ground. Slowly her mind processed his words. He wants to... kill me? she thought, and all over again the fear came back. This time she did wince, her fingers curling tighter as she huddled near the back of the cart. Her voice squeaked slightly as she tried to answer him. Of course, before she could get some words out, the female voice she'd heard before came towards the carriage and a beautiful woman appeared at the carts end.
"Hello there. While not precisely the language I would have chosen, our friend is right in asking for the reason of your appearance-- if only to sake my personal curiosity."
As she spoke a glowing bauble hovered over to Sakura, swirling a beautiful blue color. Entranced by the object and the color, Sakura was starting to feel calm again. Her fingers reached out to touch the strange object as the other woman asked if she wanted water. Water sounded amazing for her dry throat. Slowly she nodded her head, not trusting her voice to answer for her. Sakura was more than happy to have a friendly voice addressing her and another woman to bat too.
"Whoa, an eye candy. Mind someone introduce her to me?"
"Eh??" Sakura managed the noise as the strange man leaned against the elven one. Eye candy... what's that? she thought to herself. She was utterly confused, "Eye... candy?"
Shaking her head she took a deep breath and dismissed that portion of the conversation. Everything had happened so quickly that she was at a loss as to where to start. Her gaze flicked between them all, noting that the boy had finally managed to stand again from his plight off the back of the carriage.
"Umm... I'm..." she started slowly, trying to think up something to tell them. Telling them she was royalty was definitely out of the question, "I'm running from home..." she said softly. It was mostly true, "I want to prove something to my mother."
Her gaze shifted downwards to the carriages' wooden bottom. Hopefully they wouldn't send her away. She really couldn't go back anyway and she wouldn't.