"Alright, I've got to concede on that one. I could have sworn last time I was here it went another way though. Maybe I'm getting my temples mixed up." Dezil said.

OOC: DAMN MY SLOW POSTING!

IC: Goldy hissed at Rei, and flipped him off.


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"Why did i teach him that?"

"What the... is that dragon doing what I think it's doing? Alright, he's all yours Rei." Dezil said.

OOC: As per a sudden reality check, and my slow posting, I editted it.

IC: Goldy shrieked at that, and launched over onto Raine. Then promptly wrapped himself around her neck, and started using her to stay away from Rei. Raine could tell he was now shiverring in a combination of fear and anger.

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"Kill me...please."

Drake looked at the poor creature. "I think we should leave the little thing alone. It isn't hurting anybody, and it sure likes Raine. Kinda cute for a little bugger." he said in a cheerful voice. He had a lot of experience with dragons when he went out with his father, and he knew these little guys wouldn't hurt anyone...unless they someone ticked them off, which Drake was sure Rei was about to do.

OOC: I like how you give the four guardians a chance to stop the dragons from doing these things...

"Errr... Why are you talking like that?" asked Brian. It was strange seeing someone just start talking, but to nobody in particular, and about things that weren't happening.

Mitsu took the Kilika sphere from the wall and walked over to the door. He put it in the slot and the door burst into flames. He pulled it out of the slot. The ashes of the door fell to the floor. He put the sphere back in it's recess.

"We can debate later ok. Let's just get this over with."

Argoth's fist clenched "I have heard stories of Sin and what it has done to this world and needless to say I will do anything to make sure the thing is killed." Argoth finially drew Prometheus. The blade was nearly black with a strange blue glimmer and a silver edge. The elegant swirling pattern on the blade was errily recognisable. This was a sinspawn blade. Argoth had forged it after an earlier sinspawn attack figuring that Sin needed a helping of pain from his own creation.

"Attaboy, but don't go pulling ol' Prommy out too often, its a nice looking knife for sure, but we gotta keep a low profile from now on. If you have to be seen by the others, just let me handle the sweet talking, were gunna hafta become the most incospicuous lingering shadows. Of course, with the amount of time its taking them to complete trials, at this rate Ripel will be done, or Sin will have died from old age."