Warring Parrellels

[Damien]

Kole frowned deeply. "A disgrace of a swordsman? You can't be serious, you can move faster than most people can register, heck, I don't even Haxx can see it when you move at full speed, and his brain functions surpass many organisms. As for the emotion thing, every sentient being has to deal with them, and honestly, you deal with them far better than most people. You're not a disgrace," the primate said firmly before blinking at the bucket in his arms. His gaze followed Goro's nodding as his furless face turned a few shades redder. Apparently the monkey was shy. "Err..." he walked over to the human and handed him the bucket.

"I'm pretty sure you can wash yourself..." The flustered Kole turned away, biting his lip.


The two brothers stood a safe distance from the clinic without being able to be seen, but allowing their sensitive hearing to pick up on the conversation. It took them longer than expected, Hawken was right about the maze of tunnels, it was easy to get lost.

The smaller of the two frowned. Something was wrong, judging by the sounds, even by the two silent humans (their bodies being moved around etc.) he could only hear four bodies. Worried he signed (sign language) to his brother. "Where are the other two?"

The older frowned and replied,"I don't know... keep an ear out from them..."


Drake let out a groan, as the last of the blood slipped away from his body. He felt as if his mind was being split open with a chisel. His hand twitched slightly before he reached and rubbed at his forehead. His brain was being bombarded with the usual information of thoughts and ideas. However at the moment it he couldn't make sense of it, and it make his headache worse. "Ohh... make it stop..." he growled closing his eyes tighter. "Anyone have any aspirin?" A little known fact, but as well as easing pain aspirin, and other similar drugs, had the effect of dulling a psychic's abilities, which was why Drake asked in the first place.