Conquest Horizon

On the ship, they were making progress towards Abbassa, trying not to rush the ship as they didn’t want to overheat their engines as they managed to exit out of the Isles. However within the ship, and in the medical bay, Kan open the door, looking from Zaki and Roc were in the discussion of something, then to Nibbles floating in the air as she spoke. “Nibbles? We need to talk. Now.”

Nibbles glance to her as she shrug and said to Zaki. “I’ll be back,” then tease. “Have fun with your boy-toy~.”

“That is a improper tone that a Spirit like you shouldn’t have!” called out a very flush Zaki as Roc glance to the side.

Laughing a bit, Nibbles floated by Kan as they moved out of the medical bay, moving down by a hall as when they were alone enough? The Hanyu look to Nibbles with a deadpan expression. “What are you hiding?”

“Moi?” asked Nibbles in slight surprise, or mock-surprise as she place a hand over her chest.

“Don’t play dumb! WE both know you’re hiding something on Bakari and Bina. After the little display we all witness with Bakari, the unnatural earthquake at Ramada, and even how odd it is for two Hernos like that are so...so..different!”

Humming a bit, Nibbles said. “Well, I could tell you, but it’s better if you don’t know.” moving a hand to pat on Kan head. “Nothing to be worry about, or concern about, or focus on really.”

Giving a flat face, Kan told. “Nibbles, you can’t deny it any more, something is up and sooner or later more questions will be asked.”

“Kan, Kan, Kan…” said Nibbles as she shook her head. “You are thinking too much, just relax, alright?” looking to Kan as she said. “Look its really, really odd and suspicious-- but for a reason! I mean, its odd and suspicious that you a demoness became a half demon, yet I’m not fully prodding in that part of your life. Or the fact its odd that you’re here to begin with, right?”

Making a face, Kan said. “Nibbles. What. Is. Going. On?”

Looking to her, Nibbles sigh as she told simply and with a flat expression. “I’m just going to say this once. Don’t delve too deep, don’t prod too much, and just….leave things be. They're going home once we give Camous the info she needs and we can just move on once our Hernos are back here, alright?” going on to say as she place a hand on Kan shoulder. “I like you, and that's saying something Kan. Don’t make me regret not using my magic on you.”

That cause Kan to freeze, as she look to Nibbles, who for once not having a smile on her face, and was looking...looking down on Kan, like as if she wasn’t important. The fromer demoness of Lust was soon given a firm reminder that while Nibbles was a Spirit of Faith and cheerful?

She was also as old as Camous, or close to it and had much magical strength backing her up. Kan knew then and there that this was a warning from Nibbles that if Kan try to get into this more? Then Nibbles would make sure that Kan would be ‘persuaded’ to look the other way. Kan knew that while Nibbles was a Spirit and could never kill someone? Killing something with demon blood apparently didn’t count as murder.

“Can you at..at least tell me why you’re trying to hide this?” slowly spoke out Kan as Nibbles told in a dry manner.

“Simple. The same reason you demons tend to try to hide whatever goodies you got.” and before Kan could get a hint or a thought of what Nibbles meant, the feline raise a hand as she pat Kan head as she soon smile brightly. “Alright, good talking with you, but I got to go, later Kan!” then teleported away and was back in the medical bay.

Kan herself felt uncertain...and internally she figure perhaps it would be a good idea if she listen to Nibbles and not get too close. She did prefer to live after all, and while Nibbles is more tolerable compare to other Spirits about something like her? It didn’t mean Nibbles couldn’t do it. She was a Spirit after all.

Slowly shaking her head, Kan turn to head out, figuring to consider on just...just focusing on getting the Hernos back home and dealing with normal things. Like handling Tyra and something normal for once.

(done)

Abassa was a huge city to see. Phobia had spent a good amount of time to actually look over the place as they flew over before landing. Though Bakari himself only looked it over for the clues to his sister’s location. And the kid looked determined. Shoulders squared, hands gripping the handlebar tight, tail slightly flicking.

Phobia had a feeling that whoever had his sister? Was not going to live long. It became clear that while Bakari could use a lot of power? He seemed to rather use little of it as possible. The tomcat never did threaten for anything, and seemed chill now that Phobia reflected on it. But in this case? Someone was possibly going to die.

As soon as the ship touched down, Bakari was on the move, ready to head out and try finding leads to his sister. (end)

“Nowa, if we’re going to make sells, do it fast, I don’t want to be here if things screw up.” told Phobia as he moved to get himself up from his seat. (done)

“Oh no, I’m stayin’ here on the ship.” Told Nowa seriously. “The guy incharge of this place, Dejeen? He’s no easy guy. If he notices something he likes? We either got to comply, or fly as far away from arabia as we can. I’m not confident in tangoing with a guy like him.” (end)

Giving a glance to her, then to around his ship, he soon look to her and said. “If anything fishy comes up while I’m away? Just go, I rather let you have the ship than this Dejeen guy.” (done)

Nodding, Nowa said while patting the wheel lovingly, “I’m not lettin’ that bumbling Sultain get his hooves on this baby you made! He’d sell it on the market or tear her up for some ridiculous reason!” (End)

Snorting, Phobia moved as he told. “Scrappy, come along! We’re moving out!” the mechanical wolf following his creator, as Phobia glance over his gear, mostly making sure that he was fully prep for a battle. Even making sure his grenade launcher was on his back as he followed after Bakari, mostly to make sure to keep a eye out, or to make sure Bakari didn’t rush in.

He managed to reach up to Bakari as apparenty they had to find the ‘yellow signs’. Only problem was what or where these yellow signs were? Since Abbassa is a filled place with trade and people all over to get goods they could grab their hands or hooves on. He made sure to have Scrappy very close on this little trip. (done)

Bakari began to march on forwards, and Phobia half rushed to keep with him. Eyes flicking about, Bakari checked every which way, trying to find even the smallest hint to a clue. They traveled about a little randomly, before Bakari stopped and turned with, “this way.” Confusing Phobia, but only glanced up to see a yellow marked sign for some big slave auction. (End)

Slave auction...yeah that seem a good place to find Bina. thought Phobia as he followed Bakari as he ask lowly. “So, are we just going to tear everything apart and grab her? Or are we going to act like we’re buying her to not have the city guards on our ass?” seeing the glare to Phobia on the idea of buying his sister as he raise a hand and told. “Hey, would you rather fight them all while carrying your sister? Because its not just the guards-- its everyone we might fight. And last I check? You only had two arms to do two things.” (done)

To that, Bakari said, “last time I was here, I was possessed by a demon.” Which made Phobia wonder where the kid was going with that. “You know what happened? I half wrecked the city because the Demon was fightin’ my sis’, and part of me really didn’t like Dejeen and sort of put most the city on fire anyways.” (End)

Staring at him, Phobia soon said. “You got issues, Bakari.” (done)

“Hey, Dejeen tried whipping my sis because she was just a girl!” Bakari nearly snapped, “an’ wanted to just make us slaves, we hate that guy for what he is.” Then grumbled, “and I was possessed, alright? Half the idea he shoved in my brain sounded half-good to me at the time...” (End)

“Uh-huh….” told Phobia as he gave a glance to Bakari and shook his head as he lowly muttered. “Am I glad I don’t have to deal with that bullshit.” then soon said. “So I’m going to assume we’re just going to go in, shoot everything in sight and just get your sister and run for it?” (done)

Snorting, Bakari said, “no, we’re going to go up, I’m gonna demand for my sister back, and if they don’t, then I’ll show the guy I mean it by tossing one of his lackies over a building or something.” (end)

Shaking his head, he told. “Thats too direct, even for me. WE don’t know where she is, and even if you do demand of him? He’ll just get more forces to combat you, and possibly lose your sister in the progress.” then raise a finger to tell. “We need him to direct us to where your sister is, maybe bribe or force him at hand. If we just do it your way, we’ll lose more time, get more guards focus on us-- and we’ll all get the biggest bounties on our head by this Sultan.” (done)

“Fine.” Bakari snorted, “you go hide in a corner, and I go up to demand where my sister is.” Which made Phobia wonder why Bakari was so insistent on this. “If your so worried, sneak in the back while I’m causing trouble, be easy with me makin’ everyone half scared of me, right?” (end)

“Huh, so there is a brain in there, good to know.” remark Phobia as he saw Bakari follow another yellow sign like the last as he told. “Welp, I’ll go in back with Scrappy, if we’re lucky enough we should be able to find your sister and get her out-- and then we can leave and put this place behind us.” already moving to go around the building of the slave auction to sneak in the back, or break open the locks to sneak in the back. Either way works for the Striped. (done)

The locks, were tough. Even as Bakari marched up front, Phobia found that these locks were pretty tough… but easily figured after a few moment’s. Nothing as dastardly as a blackmanes manual and runic locks, or the more insane measures of a stripes explosive locks. But still sturdy things.

When he got in, he and Scrappy began to tour the inside carefully, reminding him of his days of his theft from others. He could hear Bakari even now. “Hey, jerkwad! Where’s my sister!?” It made Phobia want to roll his eyes at Bakari being so… direct. “She looks like me, ya doofus, yellow, spotted, my height-- but a gril, ‘cuz she’s my sister?” Loude and annoyed and-- “What do you mean someone already bought her!?” Aaaaand now completely enraged. (End)

Well...this isn’t good. thought Phobia as he consider on just leaving out of the building, but he figure to sneak into whoever own the place to look into the files. Mostly on whoever recently bought her...but he doubted theres any paperwork. At best he would need to go in and stop Bakari from nearly murdering the guy. When he got close, he heard some squeaky voice of the guy saying someone name and mentioning of a location. Raising a ear, Bakari seemt to rush off the stage and head for the direction of where Bina might be at.

Phobia lowly sigh as he remark to Scrappy. “This is by far, the worst op I’ve been in, in all times.”

Scrappy merely nodded, as both STriped and golem exit out of building and attempted to follow Bakari tracks...or rather go to where this place was at. (done)

Following Bakari was actually surprisingly easy. He had to find a half knocked over crowded of people and he was on track. Apparently, Bakari was on a warpath again. And following the tobbled people that were getting up, Phobia was able to catch sight of the cat, then catch up with said cat finally.

And Bakari was eyeing a building that, surprise, surprise… had a sign lit by neon yellow lights. Again, whitemane predictions at their finest. He wondered why they didn’t go in, but reading the sign, Phobia wondered if Bakari was just taking his time to think. The place was some brothel. And looking to Bakari, murder was in his eyes-- but apparently wasn’t willing to charge in… for some reason. (End)

Moving in by and standing by Bakari, Phobia asked. “So...any reason you’re not charging in and trying to find your sister?” (Done)

“It’s one of Dejeen’s places.” Bakari snortted. “Trust me, I want to go right in. But he see’s you? You’re boned.” (end)

Looking to the brothel in thought, Phobia let out a snort. “Well, if I’m going to be infamous, it’s better for a justify reason.” then told to Bakari as he motioned to Scrappy. “Keep a eye on Scrappy, I’ll get your sister.” (done)

Snorting, Bakari marched on. “I ain’t scared of being seen. If you want to get infamy, fine.” And wound up a hand, “FBI! Open up!” And punched the door, breaking it off it’s hinges before rushing in. Screams and shouts rising. (end)

Looking from the door, then to Scrappy as the mechanical golem tilt his head in his own confusion, Phobia shook his head as he and the golem walk in as the Striped thought. Sometimes I can never understand this guy. walking on in as he took out his grenade launcher as he saw guests were scrambling about, bouncers out cold and scatter about, even seeing slaves and prositutes were going into cover.

Phobia noticed a hole that used to be a door as he roll his eyes and look to a prostitute. Walking up to her as she was a horse, he soon said. “WAs there by chance a feline about his hieght, female, and looking near identical to him around here?”

“The new girl the boss brought in for training?” asked the horse as Phobia soon ask.

“Yeah her...better give me the info, or...well, her brother will tear this place down.” there was a loud bang and something breaking as the horse winced.

“He’s gonig in the right way…” then glance to the Striped as she asked. “You do know you’ll piss off the Sultan for this, right?”

Phobia then told flatly. “Its either the Sultan, or the kid who I just watch turn a whole attack force of gnolls into cooked corpses.” seeing the shock on her face as he said. “Yeah, I prefer sultans than getting cooked alive, thank you very much.” (done)

She gulped and told, “t-there’s a few basements. She’s in the left side basement.” Then asked, “please don’t destroy this place, I need the shekels!” (End)

“I can’t promise anything...its up to the kid and finding his sister.” told Phobia as he soon shouted. “Bakari! She’s in the left side basement!” (Done)

He walked to the door-- and saw Bakari run through a wall and head out the room to run down the hall, searching the doors on the right side of the hall before rushing down the basement. Phobia himself walked forwards and looked at the wooden wall he ran though. A good few inches of wood, drywall and even some stone having been obliterated. What was the kid made of? (End)

Something tells me they aren’t ordinary Herno...I mean, even Ash and Najat couldn’t do half the shit this kid could do! thought Phobia as part of him couldn’t help but feel reminded that he was happy he resigning from world domination. Even more as he wasn’t sure what could happen on what those two would do. Although part of him wonder if he should have the golems keep addressing him as ‘Dreaded One’. It made sense when he was still unhinged but…

Eh he might let them have it, just for the minor ego boost. (Done)

Walking to the stairs, and going down the steps, Phobia could hear more violence going on. As he reached the floor level, the place was trached. Trainers all over, the slaves keeping far back and some guards were not looking so well. One was still aware, and goating to Bakari from a wall, that they didn’t have the key.

Phobia wanted to shake his head. Even as the horse’s smirk faded when Bakari went to the door that Bina was supposedly in-- and just tore the thing off it’s hinges. Phobia also felt disturbed… that the door was a steel plated wooden door. Only telling him, yes… Bakari did have the power.

Phobia wasn’t sure if he was able to feel shock anymore. This herno tossed all he knew out the window. “Bina!” And like that, the door was forgotten and the kid rushed in. only to rush out and grab the half conscious guy with, “give me your cloths, ya perve!” And not so gently, tore some of the armor and cloth off to later dash in back to his sister.

When Bakari came back out, he had his sister in his arms and half modestly dressed with what he took, and looked far from happy. And from the bruses, cut’s and whip markings on Bina? He could see why. But despite the injuries, Bina seemed only happy that her brother found her. She did comment in a half tired tone, “did you really need to make a mess, Bakari?”

“The perv’s were touching you!” Bakari said in agitation, “I think they got half of what they deserve.” which, Bina only laughed and agreed with a nod.

“Thnks, Bro.” She spoke and half hugged him. (end)

Letting out a snort, Phobai soon said. “As much as I enjoy family reunions? We got to move now.” motioning with a thumb as he told on. “We got to get back to the ship, get those wounds look at and high-tail out of it before Dejeen notice our little trip in his city.”

Scrappy nodded as he spoke. “Agreed, we must leave as soon as possible to evade ships and guards trying to stop us from property damages.” (Done)

Bakari half snorted to that, embers flying from his nose. Though as they moved, Bina said, “if I didn’t know there were other people here, I’d burn this place down.” A dark hate in her tone.

“I could do it.” Bakari said.

“And kill the people that don’t deserve it?” Challenged Bina, making Bakari give a irritated sound. “Yeah… I figured…” A sad tone in Bina’s voice. Both apparently not wanting any bystanders to get caught up in the fire. “Let’s just get out of here.” (end)

“Then lets move.” told Phobia turning as he told to Scrappy. “Get us a detail route to the ship and evac as soon as possible.”

“Calculating, adding variables of guards, people, and time limit...conclusion: I have found optional paths to the ship and for quick evac.”

“Then lead on, Scrappy.” told Phobia with a wide grin as the golem took the lead as the striped follow behind with the twins behind him. (donE)

They went up and Bakari started to go faster and said, “better keep up.” And half bolted forwards and out of the brothel. He only stopped to look back, expecting Phobia to put on the speed and just run for it. (End)

Giving a groan, Phobia holster his launcher back and began running, or moving on all fours, having a much easier time to move as to just ‘run for it’. He ran as fast as he could with Bakari, but he could tell that the Herno once again showed a clear difference of most Hernos he saw. Mostly of the guy not breaking a sweat!

Moving along the corners and people, Phobia tried to keep up as Scrappy was pushing himself as hard as he could as when they made a turn to the docks? Did they saw their ship as Phobia got up to walk on two paws as he said in a pant. “Good...we made it.” (Done)

Bakari only narrowed his gaze and jumped. Phobia wanted to half sag at watching Bakari land on a fence to the docs, jump again to reach a building’s roof, and once more to leap from there to the ship’s hull-- and run up it. All the while, he and Scrappy half stared at the fast, and… impossible feat. (end)

Giving a low groan, Phobia Told. “Come on Scrappy…” muttering to himself. “Stupid logic defying, jumping around like crazy, I almost half regret being happy the damn cat is gone.”

Moving as fast as he could without tired himself out, the Striped consider on leaving this place, head to the ruins of Ramada— for some reason on what the Spirit wasn’t telling, then they can head to Baltimare.

He let out a low breath as he thought. at least I don’t have to deal any more after this. And I’m almost close to the ship, so far today’s a good day in my experience. thought on the Striped as he doubt anything could go wrong after what they had to deal with.

After Bina was sent in the medical bay, Zaki had to push Bakari out. “This a is a female thing! Out!” Using a hoof to push the male out of the room for her to treat Bina. “You May be the brother, but I am the Doctor, and the doctor is always right!” (Done)

“But--” Bakari tried, very clearly trying to not push back before the door was shut in his face. And as Zaki snotted, she heard bina giggle. The Zebra still can't fathom now Bina was still holding up, even after everything done to her. But the cub seemed to be in good spirits-- or in denial that it all happened.

What had Zaki almost go for a loop, was Bina telling, “I know it’s a girl thing, but… well, Bakari has seen me naked a lot, Zaki.” Not even seeming to blush. “We sometimes had to accept it because we either had to take a bath at the same time, share a room or anything like that. He’s the only guy I’m fine with seeing me naked.” Then began to undo the ripped cloth used to cover her. “He’s a good brother, Bakari.” (end)

Looking to her, Zaki remark. “I am surprise by this.” Then trotted by to grab some basic medical supplies, mostly to treat the wound before she heals them with her magic. “You two must had to adapt to the other in removing social cues or thoughts to accept such issues.” (Done)

“Like I said.” Bina told as the rags came off to show the many bruises and marks over her body. “Bakari and I, we’re basically orphans and only had the other.” Going on, “it was just… normal. We got used to it because there was never a difference.” Then rolled her eyes. “Don't mean he still doesn't get nervous with girls. He’s just so used to seeing my body, I don’t think it registers in that rock-hard head of his.” (end)

Giving a small laugh, Zaki move by Bina and began her work, gently applying treatments with the cleansing water to prevent infections on the wounds. She kept her work as she soon began to use her healing magic.

Zaki was put into shock as whatever wound she heal? Show no scars, even if they were of deep wounds. Or of the whip lashes on Bina body. It was as if none of it happen to her. Looking to Bina, Zaki only Spoke to her in a sad tone. “This must happen often...doesn’t it?” (Done)

Smile fading, Bina nodded. “It happened… more than I liked. The first time was… horrible.” Half shivering. “Bakari came to get me, but I used to have horrible nightmares when it happened. I… was never touched like that before so it… it was too much at the time.” Feeling a gentle hug from the Zebra. It made Bina flatten her ears, and soon accept it.

“It’s… not the same each time.” Bina admitted. “Sometimes they just try to force my will or me to do something. They don’t hold back on Bakari, he’s stubborn and makes a lot of noise so.. They hurt him a lot when he doesn't have his stone.” Then she sighed. “And when they figure out we heal faster than most? They… start getting brutal.” And shivered. “It.. it still bothers me. Especially when they start touching me or….” She took a shaky breath and sighed out. “I… if it wasn’t for Bakari… I think foddling and fingering would of been the least worst thing to happen to me…” (End)

Zaki let out a low breath and spoke. “I’m sorry...there’s not much I can do for something like that, Bina.” (Done)

Nodding, Bina told, “I know… I’m… just glad you understand.” And shook her head. “Mercy… she’s the changeling Queen back home. She… sometimes likes to tease me about finding a boy, or Tatsue… she’s like an adopted sister.. She thinks I need to find a ‘spouse’ or a boyfriend but… I think they just don’t know just… how bad it was for me. And it’s… it’s just really hard to talk about. Bakari understands, he was there, he would watch before taunting the rapists and getting them to go beat him up for hours....” Then lowered her head. “I don’t know what was worse. Being touched like that… or seeing them hurt my brother…” (End)

Trying to not squeeze Bina as she kept in the hug, Zaki let out a low sigh. “Then thank the stars, you and Your brother have each other. And That...you have Asha understanding too…” Going on to think as she admit.

“I don’t understand on why Tatsu would think you need a relationship. With a Changeling Queen, It’s due to have offsprings to help continue on the legacy...or from what I recall of what few Queens I’ve encounter.” (Done)

Sighing, Bina said, “I can explain.” then said, “could you…?” Gently holding her arm up to show the injuries. Zaki understood and got back to helping heal the girl, as she spoke. “So… to be clear, a lot of weird things happened with my Brother and I. Tatsu, technically, was part of the clan that was killed off and made extinct. She’s a kitsune, and one of the kitsune that would watch us like a older sister. She… technically died when the Pirates attacked.” (End)

Making a face, Zaki asked with a glance to her. “This is where we go into ‘utter crazy’ area, isn’t it?” (Done)

Nodding, Bina told, “years later, Bakari and I wanted to viset the village. We wanted to pay our respects to… Our clan, I guess. They… they were the kindest people we’ve ever met, and… they were the first real family we ever had.” A slight tightness in her voice as if the memory was still hard to look back on. “Dejen helped take us there. And while we were there, we told him he could have the scraps. The dead didn’t use them so… he looked around.”

She breathed in. “He found Tatsu’s sword. It was… special. A sword and blade passed on by warrior after warrior. And the only way to get it was either for the warrior to see proof the next wielder was worthy… or to lose it to a better and more skilled swordsman in a battle to the death. Dejen… found it and Tatsu’s spirit, in the blade with many other warriors… challenged him. If he wanted it, he would have to prove his worth.”

Then sighed. “She spared him, only because he mentioned us. Tatsu was bound to the blade and it’s rules, but used a… loophole to make him the Blade’s ‘keeper’ and help find a worthy warrior to wield it.” Then gramaned. “Fast forward a few months, Dejen goes delving into some creepy place for treasure… and he makes a wish to more easily kill demons and the thing that granted the wish bright Tatsu back to life.” (end)

Making a face in mix confusion and uncertainty, Zaki Asked as she finish healing the arms. “Thing? Was it some bound demon or Spirit? Or a Djinn?” (Done)

Shaking her head, Bina told, “I don’t know. At the time, Bakari and I had lost our stones and… well, it was a very bad week. Things got a little out of control. But anyways…” Breathing out, “Tatsu is one of the more grounded Kitsune of our clan. She was mre warrior that kunoichi. So, things like Herno practices were something she worked on a lot. And by Hold Standard? Bakari and I are old enough to marry. And while we were not… traditional herno in any way? Tatsu still wants to make sure I have a… guy by me. For a good future and maybe… kids…” Sounding apprehensive to the idea. “Its… mostly this tradition thing, and she doesn't push. But she get’s worried and… it’s just hard to explain to her…” (End)

“That you’re uncomfortable around guys and arent looking into a relationship when you're a Demi-god and Might as well outlive the person?” Summed up Zaki. (Done)

Head down even as the Zebra began to get to Bina’s back, the feline admitted, “no… I… I’m just scared they’d do something to my body I didn’t want, or that they… they would steal my stone away, use my trust and…” then shuttered. “We… Bakari and I have been betrayed so many times. As soon as people know where our power comes from, they turn on us. Dejen’s clan is… it’s the only one we feel remotely safe near-- but I think that’s only because… because Asha’ there to watch over us, to side with us. And so would Tatsu.” Then shook her head. “But… they seem to understand. Dejen’s strange but… but he keeps his deals.” (End)

Glancing up, Zaki Told. “From what I understood, I thought someone named ‘deaths gambler’ wouldn’t honor his deals.” (Done)

Bina said, “well, I think it’s because he’s like us. He doesn't trust people and just waits for an excuse to kill them when they do try to stab his back. Bakari and I can see it, he eye’s everyone like they’re going to come and get him for one reason or another. He’s just wanting a excuse to make him out like the victim or… something.” Still seeming like she was trying to understand. (end)

“It sounds like you're confused on something.” Commented Zaki as she asked curiously. “Is it about Dejen himself? Or the way he acts to everyone?” Going on to add. “Nibbles tell me that some people like to wear ‘multiple masks’ to hide what they’re really thinking.” (Done)

“Bakari and I know.” Told the girl, eventually standing so Zaki could look her completely over. It made Bina half blush being observed like this, making her shift and feel like she was being eyed by one of those disgusting males. Representing the thought, Bina went on, “w-we’re sure… well, I at least think, that Dejen has a reason. He can be nice, he’s just… a oddball. Some people are. Like my brother.” (End)

Humming, Zaki nodded as she finish up and Told. “No wounds or signs of injuries I can tell, but just to be safe some prosperity healing.” Raising a hoof as a gentle and white glow came from her hoof, letting it gently surround Bina as she went on to comment.

“As for your brother being somewhat the same? I can see it. Nice one moment, the next acting strange or silly.” (Done)

Smiling, Bina said, “he tries, he just… can get so focused on something he just forget about other things. I know it can seem silly, but he’s just doing his best to make sure I’m safe becuse… h-he knows how hard stuff like this really is on me. I think he’s the only one that can really understand how I just… feel after hard stuff like this happens. I.. I can’t tell you how happy I am to have him as my brother.” (end)

Gently nodding, she finish up her magic as she said. “I think I can with your tone.” Then lower her hoof as she trotted and Told. “That should be good enough, but I’ll lend you a large blanket or cloth to cover yourself, no offense but I rather let you wear that than the rags your brother stole from a guard.” (Done)

Smiling brightly to that, Bina said, “thank you Zaki. I can’t wait to get my old clothes on.” Then sombered up, “and… thank you for listening to me. I… I can’t ever talk to our… ‘doctor’ about this stuff. You just can’t trust a Kitsune that isn’t your clan or a close friend.” (End)

Giving a nod, Zaki said. “I’m here for as long as you need me, if you want to talk...more on it or just to vent? I’ll be here giving a willing ear to listen.” She turn to find a large blanket from one of the nearby medical beds as she grip it in a foreleg, turning back to Bina she walked on all three legs as she came close and moved her foreleg to hold up the blanket. “Here, its not much, but better than nothing.”

Going on to add to Binain a more joking tone. “And if you want, you can bring Bakari next time if he wants to vent, it will be all under the doctor-patient confidentiality. No one but us will know about these things.” (done)

Shaking her head, Bina took the blanket and admitted, “knowing Bakari, he’ll deny any of it. He’s… not about talking his feelings much. I think he’s only really willing to do that with Asha or Tatsu..” Then added, “and… thanks again.” Looking to the door to tell while securing the blanket snuggly around herself, “I should go and see my brother now, before he starts getting antsy again.” (end)

Nodding a bit, Zaki watch Bina leave, as she waited did Zaki look to the invisible Nibbles as she asked. “You aren’t going to tell anyone, right?”

Nibbles gave a low grin as she assure. “It will be as if I never existed here.” Zaki snort of the ‘joke’ as she shook her head and began setting her things away, although it did made her concern for Bina. Mostly on if the girl inner scars will heal? But she knew that if the Twins were with Asha...then it’s likely the wounds inflicted on Bina heart and mind would heal in time.

As the Destroyer Of Hopes and Dreams™ was fleeing from Abbassa and were traveling their way to Ramada ruins? Phobia was settling in his chair, looking over the sandy landscape outside from the bridge as Scrappy sat by his side by always.

The Striped partially wonder on why Nibbles Insisted they had to head to the ruins in the first place, but the Spirit told it was a ‘Whitemane request’. To which he knew he shouldn’t question more. Because he knew when Whitemane were involved? It was better to not step into more problematic issues that will show up later on.

He muse a bit as to where they would go after this, and he knew they had to make it to Baltimare, maybe stop by Book place to let her visit her mom or something. The thought of family made Phobia recalled his...and what happened days back when Mari came in to intervene.

A low sigh escape his mouth as he muse on if he should focus on something else, mostly to not be remind of the tingle of pain in his heart. Thankfully one of the golems on the crow nest call out.

“Dreaded One! There’s something up ahead!”

Talking his attention to this, Phobia asked as he activated the comms. “What is it? Ships of slavers or pirates?”

“Negative sir. It’s scraps.” Respond the golem as it Added. “Lots of scraps of a ship sir, it look like It’s run down...or crashed.”

Thinking over to this, Phobia order. “Nowa, bring us close, we might scavage the remains and see if it’s some pirate attack, or a trap.” (Done)

“Aye Captain.” Nowa complied, the large ship turning just enough to be more closer to the crash sight. As they began to go down, the mare looked it over and said, “looks like the sob’s got in a fight with a pirate crew. Can just tell from how the ship’s beat all up. Must be new to the Sands.” (end)

Looking from the window, Scrappy examine the ship as he spoke. “It is a United Isles ship, Gazelle design.” Making Phobia Quickly turn his head with wide eyes as Scrappy nod to his creator and look back to the ship. “The exterior of the ship show it was made by Gazelle shipwrights, sleek, fast and hardy...However there is near to no cannons, it is a small Interceptor class ship. Design for far-distance exploration for Gazelle, it is a unique model they prefer to use.” (Done)

“Well lot good it did them.” Nowa half snorted, “lookin’ at the damage? I’d say the pilot knew nothin’ o’ facin’ Arabian pirates. Jus’ look at it! Most the side’s dented and blasted off, and the aft’s all but gone!” The stip began to steady up as she called, “Clicky, ease up the thrust, will ya? I want a smooth landin’.”

Phobia continued to look over the wreck, and half of him wondered what Gazzel were doing so far out of the isles. But, knowing the class of ship? It was some personal exploration crew probably out searching for some new landmarks, or places for their mapes. Gazelle, curious bunch they are. (end)

But the problem was why they were in deep of Arabia? Last he recall the Gazelle could gain maps, or outfly most people and Stripes— at least when it came to sane things. And interceptor ships like this were excelled at open air evasion. As like the Gazelle? They were built on evasion and speed.

“Something is wrong.” Told Phobia. “Gazelle ships were built for evasion and speed, they could evade a fleet of pirates and cannon fire. Whoever has this ship is no Gazelle.” (Done)

Nowa shrugged and said, “who cares? Free loot, free scraps-- well, suposin’ the pirates didn’t take everything worth it’s weight in gold.” (end)

“Yeah but that’s the thing,” Told Phobia as the ship was slowly settling down. “Why would someone have a Gazelle ship? In Arabia? They keep steer clear unless they got a professional crew, and they wouldn’t crash.” Looking down to the ship as Phobia Told. “I’m going down there with my golems, something is very wrong about this.”

Scrappy examine the down ship as he spoke. “Agreed, ship is too deep in Arabia, my processors suggest this could be something more.” Moving to the comms, Scrappy acitivate with a paw. “Mari, please dress accordingly and please come with Phobia to the ship.” Turning to the Striped as the golem add on.

“I will gather more golems in precaution if this is a trap.” While Phobia frown, mostly if this was a trap? He nod as he turn to walk out as Scrappy turn to gather more golems.

When the Striped headed down with his gear, he glance over in the cargo hold, seeing the enginner golems, as well as a few knight golems, soldiers and Grunt forced as he glance to Scrappy as he Joke. “Not leaving anything unprepared?”

“If this is indeed a trap, then I must ensure your survival is our top priority, Phobia.” Replied Scrappy. (Done)

While Phobia half wanted to roll his eyes, another part of him was very weary. Not a week away from the isles, and already it was reaching out for him again. And part of him didn’t like that. While he reached the cargo bay, he spotted Mari there, waiting in her usual bold red and ever-so-short dress. She smiled at him and waved, tails waving about some.

He was a little surprised to see Bakari there, looking board as ever. Though at the glance, Bakari said, “mind if I come? I’m half board and got nothin’ to do but listen to my sister talk about cloths.”

The mere mention of the idea made Mari giggle. And it was almost funny, thinking about boyish-moncho that Bakari was, having to listen to and try understanding his sisters more girly-girl talk about clothes and fashion. Really, this must of seemed like a great excuse to get out of that sort of conversation. (end)

Snorting, Phobia shook his head as he told. “Alright, you can come along.” Then began walking out as the cargo bay doors open as he called out. “Alright golems, Move!”

The Knights and Grunts went out first as to secure the perimeter for the former, moving across the sandy ground and latter began moving to take apart pieces of wood form close by pieces of ship. While the soldiers remain behind, acting as support fire as they scan the area.

The enginner golems began moving to the ship, taking it apart piece by piece as Phobia glance around, trying to figure out what is going on. Mostly on why a Gazelle ship was out and in the sands of Arabia. It both disturb him of his past trying to catch up to him and make him question on if the Isles was sending scouting ships to find him?

Scrappy examine the ship, his processors calculating as his ‘eyes’ were zooming in the inside of the ship from a window and noticed something moving. He couldn’t tell what as it was too hidden, but he Inform the other's. “Life forms in the ship.”

Getting Phobia to quickly become alert to the ship as he place his hands on his flintlocks. Looking to the ship he shouted in Isles. “~Come on out! If you aren’t going to attack us, then we could reach a compromise...of sorts!~” (Done)

Bakari and Mari both gave looks of their own, apparently not understanding a word he said. Both wandered up to him and looked to the ship, one being attentive and the other half lazily standing with his hands hanging off his pockets. While they waited for some response, Bakari asked, “so… we going to wait, or should I just go find them?” (end)

“Give them a moment…” said Phobia as he stare at the ship, waiting a bit as he soon took in a breath and said. “Alright, go on and search for them, they’re either not coming out of caution, or are wounded and can’t come out.” (Done)

Bakari shrugged and half ran and jumped, landing on the deck smoothly before seemingly waltzing right on in. Ears perked and eyes flicked about, Bakari kept himself alert and began to walk about the ship. IT was pretty quite, bare the sounds of deconstruction outside that made the ship half echo.

“Helloooooo.” He called out, “anyone home?” Feet very quietly if not near silently pattering on the floor. “Better come on out, I think this piece of junk gonna topple over soon.” Pausing to look about. (end)

There was a grunt sound as a male voice spoke out. “Hard to move, when wounded and unconscious.” Bakari speedily comes right over, as the owner of the voice was Bolts, the Striped was holding up a injured arm and was holding a dagger as by him was a knocked out and wounded Hiss, laying on a makeshift mat as Ticky was by her side and holding some explosives in hand as he had some bandages around his head. Bolts look to the cat and gave a low snort. “Figure we meet again, cat.” (done)

Looking them over, Bakari said, “you three look like crap.” Then snortted, “alright, give me a moment and I’ll drag ya outside.” Figuring to go and get it over with. “And make sure Mari dosn’t kill you or somthin’--” Then added while walking up, “and what are ya three doin’ out here? Didn’ I tell you somthin’ bout not commin’ back and getting your butt’s handed to you?” Going for Bolt first, and half making the striped sway at being lifted up so casually. (end)

Grunting out, Botls told. “Did...But we wanted to learn on something. Something about the Exiled, no fight...but talk.” then added. “Plus, also here for another reason...came with another, a Lioness...don’t know where she is, but hoped she's alive on ship somewhere.” (Done)

Huffing, Bakari said, “yeah, yeah, look can you walk or not?” Half helping the striped stand-- but not letting go until he was sure the guy could stand on his own. “I can carry you all, but it’ll be a pain to carry two guys and a unconscious lady all at once.” (end)

Snorting, Bolts told as he move his legs and managed to stand straight. “Can,” smirking with a grin. “Not much wounded to be dragged.” then glance to the two siblings as he told. “But Ticky, injured leg, can’t walk for now.” (Done)

Giving a irritable sigh, Bakari said, “Fiiine.” walking over to the siblings and went about picking up Hiss first, before getting close and bending over to tell, “get on my back, man. I’ll carry you both out.” Sounding more annoyed he had to more than anything. (End)

Ticky put his explosives on his armor, as he force himself to drag his body to get onto Bakari back as a arm wrap around the Herno shoulders as he grit out in pain. “Thanks, leg twist badly.” (done)

Standing up, Ticky was next to surprised the cat should hold both him and his sister in arms. “Yeah, well, don’t think too much on it.” and began to walk on ahead. Half slowing to make sure that Bolt was keeping pace. After a moment, Bakari said, “ya know, your lucky. Worse place to make a crash landing. There ain’t water or food for miles. I should know, had to once run on foot in Arabia.” (end)

Bolts lowly laugh. “Then good we brought extra supplies.” then grimace. “Or what supplies wasn’t taken or became spoil when ship crashed.” Ticky nod as the Striped on Bakari back asked.

“How much did he brought outside ship? Know he brought many golems.” (done)

“Ah ya know.” Bakari brushed off, “enough to slag a ship in a day or somthin’.” (end)

Both Stripes glance to the other, knowing that if there was that enough? It meant Phobia really was on edge of seeing a Isles ship. When they were coming out of the ship, both males flinch fro mthe sunlight coming in their sight. They blink a few times to adjust, and slowly both felt uncertainty filled in their stomachs. As they saw golems...lots and lots of golems tearing apart the ship from around, golems with shields standing on guard and another odd set of golems with weaponry on their arms as they stood watch.

But what really brought more concern was not only the Striped standing there looking shock, and the vixen seeming to make a hand seal and power up her magic there and then...but the two stripes were glad that they asked Seer Asha to remove the seal. Her eyes were slightly open as she was glaring at them. Phobia stare at the three and glance from Bolt, to Ticky, and finally to TEapot as he took in a breath…

And then motioned a arm to the ship. “Take them to Zaki...they need it.” (done)

Rolling his eyes, Bakari half griped, “gee, no thanks, I got this. You don’t gotta help.” Then while he began to move, Bolt reaching out to use the cat as half support-- Bakari went on. “Fine, I’ll carry them there-- but I’m commin’ back. Sounds like there might be someone else that needs help.”

Mari only watched the three, slited demon eyes not even blinking away as she seemed to really want to do something. But only wordlessly watch. Which was odd, but the three were just thankful that she wasn’t acting out-- when it clearly showed, she wanted nothing more than to rid them there and then. (End)

Phobia let out a low breath, a hand rubbing his forehead as his other hand move to gently settle on her shoulder. “Easy Mari...there's got to be a reason why they’re here...and I want to know why.” (Done)

To that end, she told, “they try a thing to you, I will kill.” Making her mind extremely clear on the matter. (end)

Giving a glance to her, Phobia let out a unsettle breath and said. “Believe me...I know you will but...can you just...just main them?” then soon told. “Because they’re...my family, two of them are of my flesh and blood...siblings.” (done)

She gave a low sound to that, then told, “is not uncommon for Kitsune to kill own flesh in betrayed.” Which didn’t make him feel assured. “But… will not harm, only by your say.” Seeming to be nearly as stiff as Najat at that moment. “But if they try to even harm you, my want for blood will not be held back.” (end)

Giving a low and shaky laugh, Phobia move the arm around to hug her by the shoulder. “I know…” then gave a brief kiss on her forehead. “Just...just please don’t do it in front of me if that happen. It’s…” trialing off as he managed to say. “It’s difficult for me, to not only see them again so soon but...well….its difficult for a Striped to, kill their own blood. Or see someone they grew up get killed before their eyes.”

Unable to resist he let his head lean a bit by hers as he admitted. “I probably will be a mess if I try to talk to them by myself. I guess I…” trying to figure the right words to say for the Kitsune to understand what he was feeling, but it was difficult to pinpoint it with how much influx of emotions he was feeling right now. (Done)

She gave a low sigh and spoke, “think little, focus on ship.” figuring that she could ‘talk’ to the three at a later date. Though part of her mind wonder… who was the possible other on the ship? It made her turn and eye the ship suspiciously. Though as she was gently calming her future-mate, something sped by. Both slightly coughed at the sand kicked up, and both had a clue, it was Bakari.

Mari half brushed the sand off herself, a tad annoyed. And Phobia only snorted, not too liking of the dry arabian sands. But the next time Bakari came out, Mari became confused.. And Phobia almost felt his heart stop. Mostly at the fact the kid was half carrying/dragging a fully grown lioness over his back-- obviously having trouble trying to carry her much larger size all at once. (end)

“Grunt 432, Grunt 322, help Bakari out!” ordered Phobia, using a hand to remove what sand he could in his fur as both Grunts golems stop their work and turn to move by Bakari and help lift up the rest of the lioness frame as Phobia noticed she wasn’t a blackmane. Her fur wasn’t the usual grey, dark grey, or even black tones. His eyes examine as she held a clay-like color. Which was too light for a brown mane, but not light enough for a red mane.

She couldn’t be a gold mane either, not bright enough. He thought it over as he tried to recall which lion breed she was, he knew she was a crossbreed, since she had the combination of a brown mane and red mane….His eyes widen as he said in slight shock. “What's a Bloodmane doing here?!” (done)

Mari looked to him in confusion, then back to the ‘oddly shaped Herno’ that was being moved. And from the new angel they had as Bakari passed them? They could see a few large gashes and a fair bit of blood. And from the low sounds, she was semi-aware of what was going on. Still, as they passed, Mari questioned, “blood...mane?” wording out the new term cafully. (End)

Turning his attention to the Kitsune, Phobia explain. “That was a Lioness, and a Bloodmane is a cross species of two manes-- a Brown and Red Mane. Think a Bloodmane a hybrid between…” thinking a bit as he told. “Like two different Kitsunes from two different Clans having a child together. But in this case? A Bloodmane got the hardy nature of a Brown mane, and a leadership nature of a Red Mane…” Giving a glance to the carried Lioness he continued on.

“But cross species Lions never go out of the Isles. Mostly because of select and unique skills, or in key positions in the hierarchy. There's no reason for her to go out from the Isles, even less in Arabia territory. It makes no to little sense.” (done)

MAri hummed to that, turning back to look at the Lioness in thought. So much of her began to wonder, but knew that the only relevance they could find, would be in one place. So, she curiously asked, “check ship?” Which had him confused. But she elaborated. “May be things. Or jurnal.” (end)

Thinking a bit, Phobia nodded, he turn to look at Scrappy as he told. “You’re in charge of the progress out here. We’ll be going inside.”

“Affirmative, I will ensure work progress will not be stop until everything is taken.” assured Scrappy as Phobia pull away from Mari side as he began to go and enter in the open door of the down ship. Looking around as he said.

“Follow me, Mari. if I’m right, then most Gazelle ships are similar in designs, so we can find where their rooms were at, see what these lot were planning.” (Done)

Nodding, Mari walked on along, though not holding his arm like she normally did. She instead kept her arms to herself and became a touch more attentive as they walked in. Though as he navigated the ship that had definitely seen better days and had a few blood spots, Phobia could just tell that the place wasn’t going to have much left. Though passing a bloody and smelly corpse? Phobia reevaluated that the lioness may have maimed most of the attackers.

MAri hardly spare a glance to the corpse, or the few laying about the ship. Only focusing on the path he navigated inside and to the personal rooms. Places that seemed to be in semi-good condition. Bare the things tossed about the cabin’s from the crash no doubt. Obviously, the first cabin they came in was definitely Bolt’s. (end)

“Yep, this is Bolts room.” seeing a few plans set up and looking to see pieces and bits of metal around as Phobia snorted. “He was always focus on shipwrights work, so odds are he was looking over the ship and was thinking on what could be improved.” then look around as he said. “Knowing him? He would have his journal under his sleeping place. Its where he always hide his stuff that were important to him.”

The Striped move to the bed, reaching under to feel around before he pull out a journal. “Yep, called it.” opening it up as Phobia glance over as remarked. “Apparently they travel for a week…” looking over the written language of the Stripes as Phobia snorted. “Simplistic, as usual for Bolts…” he however stop at a page as he said. “Hello~.” Eyes looking as he told to Mari.

“The Lioness is name Chiku, she was introduced by a Seer on the Isles, and apparently….she was traveling with the three of them because it was dangerous for Stripes to venture out.” eyes looking more as he told. “She seem to know a bit on the world outside the Isles, and act as minor protection and guide on how to handle locals and other customs.” he frown as he snorted and pocket the journal.

“We need to find Ticky room.” giving a glance to Mari as he explain. “Bolts would keep any detail hidden from his written. Ticky like to be detailed more.” turning to walk out as he move his head around to find Ticky room. It didn’t take long as the Striped enter in, seeing everything more messy, with boxes and stuff of explosives around as Phobia snorted.

“Ticky is more harder, he’s a slob when it comes to his explosives, misplacing things and replacing one thing for another…” then began searching around as he inform to Mari. “If you smell some sort of fruity smell? That’s where his journal is. Ticky tend to write while he eats fruits.” (done)

She rose a brow, but also looked to the floor and twisted her face up. “Most messy.” Actually sounding a little… appalled? “Glad you know have habit of mess. Most icky.” And began to tip-toe over the mess before her to do her searching. Doing her best to not disturb anything on the floor-- and not touch anything she didn’t trust. (end)

Laughing, Phobia told. “Yeah, I try to keep my things in boxes. Ticky? Oh he would make a mess of everything, if you think this is bad? His room would make even Najat appalled of how much a pigsty it is with explosives materials!” Shaking his head as his nose sniff, but it was difficult to smell for it as there were scents of gunpowder in the air. However he smelt something fruity as he reach under a large pile of TNT as he took out the journal.

“Yep, fruity.” then sneeze. “And cover in what I hope is soot.” then open as he winced. “Ugh...juice stains.” seeing the stain mess of juices as he began looking over the text. “Alright...So Chiku apparently know navigation, not enough to be like Nowa, but help the three travel or avoid areas while in the ocean. Ticky mention she’s nice and social, decent in a sense...soft a bit and chatty. She actually managed to hold conversations with the three of them, mostly with Ticky as he was the first to be ‘caught’.”

Eyes scanning as he said. “And it seem Ticky wrote down what he learn of her, apparently Chiku travel with her pops, a Red mane...making diplomatics talk with the lands around, Griffon Kingdom, Equestria, and Arabia. She came since her mom was a Brownmane, oh military and high standing, would explain how those two became hitched…” huming a bit as Phobia skim over.

“Look like I was right, since she’s a Bloodmane, she got training of a warrior and a leader, got high expectations to be something great, but doing traveling to have freedom before she get into the military. Well, that explains why she's here…” then look over. “But why are they here?” trying to scan and look for more as he frown. “Damn...I’ll need to find Hiss journal…” letting out a sigh. “Oh thats going to be a pain.” (Done)

Even as they left the room, Mari asked, “she hide it good?” (End)

“Oh, more than that.” told Phobia. “She hide it, cover in runic defenses mark, and may I add use a expert level combination that would change within 10 seconds if you get it wrong.” then roll his eyes. “She was always careful, even as the eldest sister.” (Done)

Mari only smiles and told, “we find. Will show Kitsune trick.” (end)

Giving a look, Phobia said. “If you managed to find and unlock her journal? I am going to kiss you hard in the ship right here and now, and do my hardest to give you pleasure, with my mouth for extra.” (done)

Mari only giggled in a perverse manner before they entered the room. The place was much more cleaner then the last and had a few diagrams hanging about, some copper tubing placed in boxes neatly and a small workshop off in a corner. Everything were kept in other own place, and if not for the crash? Mari would of been able to tell this place would of been spotless.

She pushed that aside and smiled at Phobia and made a few hand seals, red magic seeming to burst from her. And there, as glitters of that magic sparkles and floated about, they saw a number of ruins on some floorboards. It made Mari smile and giggle. And to Phobia’s confusion, she went by the floor without the runes.

Reaching and getting out a seal, Mari place it and one other on a few boards, and with a quick jab to the center, caused the boards to neatly fall in. She then reached in and under the safety seals, to get out a box that normally would of been accessed by the runic floorboards.

She looked the box over in thought, both seeing the runes glowing thanks to the bit’s of magic from her last trick, but slowly fading. She smiled again and spoke, “most simple.” Which made Phobia wonder how it was simple. His sister was smart, and knew how to make airtight seals.

Yet, Mari turned the box over, ignoring the lock and took a new seal and placed it on the box and waited. Humming away as the seal got brighter and brighter, then it burned. In a bright flare , it burned brightly and the bottom of the box got a serious scorch mark. Not that she cared. Finger up and nail extended, she punched through the metal and began to cut a hole.

Phobia blinked. Mostly at the indirect methods the kitsune used to get around his sister’s strong security. And eventually, Mari pried the cut bottom off, got the book and looked it over one more time… and got a seal out and placed it on. But when it did nothing, she carefully peeled it off and stood, holding the book to him saying, “most easy.” (End)

Looking at her, then the book, then to Mari as he slowly took the book in his prosthetic hand. However he step forward as his left hand move around her back as he gave a kiss to her lips as he held the kiss for as long as possible. He knew what he said to her, and he was going to fulfill it even if it wasn’t the time. Moving his head back for a breath of air, Phobia told in a breath. “If I recall, I said I was going to do more than kiss you if you somehow managed to unlock the journal.” (done)

She giggled and told with a finger to his chest, “time is later. Now, information to glenn.” And pushed him back and waited for him to start reading. (End)

Snorting in amusement, he soon open the book with his prosthetic hand. “Well...this is...look like this is her latest journal...all from a year back.” feeling a frown on his face as he read over. Flipping a few pages over, he kept reading and looking as he didn’t say anything at first. Mostly since it was about ‘Gear-mind’ acting odd, and him moving away from the Clan in his ‘secret project’. Then it slowly became worried as it seem Hiss was concern of what made Phobia more difficult to be around.

Even more being more snappy than she thought.

Phobia look over as he tired to push back the memories of his past as it soon stop as he noticed something on the top of the page. “Journal entry 401…” slowly moving to sit down on his...sister bed as he began speaking. “Damn rune keep causing me pain, ever since we left the Exiled ship and that,” he pause and glance to Mari as he gave a quick warning. “I am reading out of the written words of my sister and I am just repeating what she is writing, Mari.”

Seeing her nod in understanding as he was glad he warned her before he said the word. Clearing his throat he continue on. “That...bitch of a diamond dog lookalike.” giving a look to Mari as she snicker into her hand, hearing her mutter something about ‘silly Striped’ as Phobia shook his head as he continued on. “I’ve been gaining migraines and pulses whenever it activates, and shock me in general. Seriously, how could he get someone so sadistic like that wrap in his hands?”

“I talk it over with the other's, as we tried to remove it...easier said than done. Apparently it’s a unknown magic, and neither my brother or Bolts know how to safely remove it as it seem to be etched into my skin somehow! What makes it worse is it would give me unbearable pain in the head when they tried it. So we figure the best way to remove it? Is to find a Whitemane.”

Thinking over that, Phobia nod his head as he said to Mari. “A Whitemane would remove it, they’re kinda like the Ophenu in a sense.” then went back to read outloud of the journal. “We were in luck! We found a Seer! Seer Asha helped removed it, and while we talk we also…” slowed up in his words as Phobia eyes slowly widen. “We talk about...the Exiled...our brother and feeling hurt on what he did, on betraying our family and our Clan.”

His hands slightly grip the journal a bit as he took in a low breath and slowly let it out as he continued on. “The Seer saw our confliction about it, who wouldn’t since it was our flesh and blood, our brother that did this and cause pain for our family. We wanted to hate him, we wanted him to suffer...but we also wanted to know why he did it. Why he betrayed us? Why he betrayed our trust, our people, everything for a blasted ship and those golems of his?”

“She suggested we should go to the east, a bit on the south as well to find him.” looking it over as Phobia spoke on as he flip another page. “Well, it seem the Seer found us again, she introduced us to Chiku, not a bad lioness, surprised she was a Bloodmane. She was suppose to be along the ride with us for our safety, even more since Seer Asha knew that He-, Jumanne from Clan 4 had trouble adjusting to the outside world, he actually developed DSC. I heard about that, it was rather surprising, even more so he managed to survive with thanks to the lioness, she mentioned on stopping by to meet a monk to help Jumanne to survive a bit longer so they could get home safely.

“She mention that it was temporarily treatment...and if our...brother had been away as long as he had before his exiled? He might’ve not have much longer before he succumbs to the DSC in full...if we want our answers, we need to get it before he goes too unhinged and kill himself.” (done)

Mari gave Phobia a long gaze, and felt the need to remain silent. She could see it, Phobia was suffering a moment of deep confliction. And with one glance, she could tell she did not understand a single word in the text. Meaning if she wants to know what was inside? She would have to find a way to translate. But right now, as her eyes flicked back up, she could tell… Phobia was feeling a deep wound from his past.

So, in respect, she remained quite so his mind could work over this. Though after a long pause, Mari sighed out some and walked over to sit by his side and lean on him. Something that made him stiffen. “Sound of kin still care.” Making Mari half humm in thought. “Still want to kill. They try hurting you.” Then sighed. “Will stay hand… as long they no harm your body.” (end)

A deep sigh escape from Phobia as he told in a exhausted tone. “Thanks beautiful.” Moving his prosthetic hand to gently rub his eyes. “Wow...so she...she really think I’m that close?” then let out a low breath. “Can’t blame her...if it wasn’t for you, or for that trip to the temple? Chances are I would’ve hanged myself.” (done)

Thinking some and looked at the book, Mari spoke, “should bring to ship.” Going on to tell, “need to reach ship. In need of treatment, in need of time to think. Much said… is heavy to heart.” (end)

“You got that right.” agreed Phobia as he close the book and put it somewhere safe on him as he look around the room in thought. “I...I should tell Scrappy to get some golems to move their things in the ship...at the very least make sure none of it is scrapped.” he furrowed his brows as he add. “We might need to stop by a city and get live stock. Lots of it. Lions eat meat raw and they can't handle anything but flesh to digest. And Chiku might need lots of meat to regain all the blood she bled.” (Done)

Mari thought to that and soon gave a nod. She stood and said, “should find last room. C..Chi-ku room have things too.” Figuring it was only courteous. (end)

Snorting, Phobia told. “Don’t know about that, Lions might not have much…” then admit. “But I could be wrong.” getting up slowly and moving out the room, he glance over as he said. “Now finding her room will be tricky…” thinking a bit as he turn a direction to go, figuring to follow details on schematics and blueprints of what Gazelles usually make. It didn’t take long to find the Lioness room, but it seem there was nothing in sight, nothing but mats on the ground. (done)

They both gave a look about, and besides some cloths and a few minor personal items? There wasn’t that much, just as he figured. It definitely made Mari curious as to why Chuku had very little, but otherwise the vixen seemed to accept what was seen and began to head out with him to their ship. Mostly to get started on his treatment.