Galein's reaction caused Jena to blink several times in surprise, and when she was finally able to understand exactly what he was saying she leaned forward and pressed her salty lips against his, slightly, and just as quickly she closed her eyes, removed her lips from his, and shifted her weight from sitting on her bottom to kneeling. She lowered her head, her hair tumbling down her face and sides, and she felt the tears begin to fall...

<font color=silver> Hugging her tightly, Galein declined to reply, instead, just rocking her in his arms until she quietened. Both were equally shaken, and the others would soon find them together, wrapped in an embrace, both on their knees with a corpse beside them...</font>

Her tears evenutally subsided thanks to Galein's gentleness, and Jena became silent, with only the gentle rocking motion of Galein's arms holding her. Softly, under her breath, she whispered to him <font color= "orange"> "I'm scared...." </font> and she was. She was terrified. She was afraid of being left alone: abandoned, betrayed, and abused. After watching her brother, and hearing him say those terrible things, Jena felt an emptiness creep inside her. She loved him with her entire being: he was her brother: James! They grew up together...in the same household with the same parents. How could he just...? Jena purpously avoided staring at her dead brother. Instead she buried her face into Galein's shoulder. No longer sobbing, she just held her position and sighed deeply.

OOC: Guys... you will post, right?

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Fairioni looks at them, remains silent and inwardly shrugs 'Figures that someone would be here. Just figures.'

<font color="#cc11aa">"Are you two okay?"</font> she asks

<font color=silver> In a shaken tone, Galein shook his head, wondering what sort of a question that was... closing his eyes, he felt incredibly weak, far more so then before, as the curse took hold of him once more. He felt a pulling to the Southwest, but he ignored it... more concerned, he turned to Jena and pressed his hand to her shoulder, comfortingly.</font>

Jena reached out, carefully avoiding the mess of poision nearby, and stroked her brother's thick hair. For a moment she seemed to forget that there were others present. She sighed deeply, no longer crying, but just remembering. <font color= "orange"> "James: how mom and dad loved us so. Do you remember the times mom put us to bed...when there was lightening and thunder outside and neither of us could sleep because we were so terrified. She would lay in bed with us, with me in one of her arms and you in the other, and she would tell us the stories about happy little princes and princesses..." </font>

Jena's voice trailed off a bit and her face went pale. There was something she was keeping from telling Galein. Something..uexpected and something in which she herself could not completly believe. It was too much: too much for her to handle in a single day and she would only be adding to the already gigantic mass of confusion.

She shook her head. No, I won't tell him. I can't. At least not right now.

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Fairioni realizes she could hear Jena if she s trained to, but decides not to, guessing that it was private and nothing that she should know or need to know.

<font color="#cc11aa">"what happened here?</font>

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<font color=silver>Galein looked up at Fai, as though sensing her question and just shook his head, <font color=skblue>"Assassins..."</font> he whispered softly, <font color=skblue>"We need to get moving... we have to."</font></font>
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Edit: Forgot the silver -_-'

[ 02-26-2005, 11:23 AM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

<font color="#11cc33">Fairioni nods as she briefly murmurs a prayer for the dead, then stands on <font color="#cc11aa">"Do you feel up to leading, or should I?"</font>