Ember Wolfe & Shrade
"Are you sure it is me that is the bad roomate here? You are the one who turned up uninvited." Shrade grinned like an idiot, and in a sing song voice replied, "Well, I had to check in on Ember, see to see if she needed killing."
"Ace Tyrant. Though I don't really believe names tell people who we really are. I guess I will just have to find out about you in time." Shrade shrugged at this. "And I, you. Although, unusual name as you don't seem like an Ace."
Ember walked, her fingers gently massaging her temples. Ugh, it feels as if I've been up all night drinking Ree. She stopped walking as she felt a sharp pain at the nape of her neck. She tried to raise her hand to feel the back of her neck when an odd thing happened. Her arm wouldn't move. She gritted her teeth and attempted to move, do something. Nothing happened. The pain blossomed and instead of letting out a shout, she fell to her knees and hands. What is wrong with me?
Meanwhile Shrade was looking at Owsla. "Why'd you come here anyway? Not everyday someone ember knows also shows up out of no where. Especially gem-heads." He let out an exasperated sigh, "I told you already. I'm here to check up on Ember, to see if she's lost her mind yet. And... gem-head?" He paused, as if unsure for a moment... Seconds ticked by and he smirked, "Okay I agree with the pet name... Wild thing." He laughed at a private joke.