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Vik looked up from his pasta and saw Nailah. She looked really stressed.
"Hey Nailah! You don't look so well..."
Munalisk swallowed his chicken. "Yeah. What's wrong?"

Aura looked to the floor a moment before looking back up to Saradin. "When have we ever been truly safe here Saradin? Can you tell me that? You stay, we're in danger, you leave we're still in danger." She laughed almost bitterly. "I know you have this need to protect us but whether you stay or leave the danger is always there. Just like the shadow plane is everywhere, posing the said danger." Crossing her arms for a moment, she set her features into a serious state. "Perhaps you can look at this for a form of coexistence than to one of constant killing of something that can't die."

"Of course. I never thought I'd get beyond the door without a lecture from someone. Maybe even myself." Slowly, Saradin was building distance between both himself and Aurahkah's guardian. "Truth be told, I know it wouldnt do much to make a difference, but it was enough to remove this one threat." Then the sphere darted through the air off to one side of Eclipse. "I won't leave though, thats just trying to flee from what worries me most. The real problem is how theres nothing I can do to end it."

Eclipse turned, ran a few paces and snatched the orb from the air before it had a chance to even attempt to smash into a wall. He trotted back to stand next to Aurahkah, ball in mouth.

She was watching him and his gaining distance. When you've trained your eyes for years to see what others missed, it wasn't hard. "Well I'm glad you're at least thinking straight. And that's why I said find a way to coexist with it. Maybe not kill but contain such a thing."

"No offense, but TWO of you is more than enough. And who said he'd have to agree with being contained?" Aura's expression seemed to darken even more. "Sometimes things need to be forcefully done whether one or both parties are happy or not." She turned from him walking in the opposite direction. "You can't let a shadow haunt you forever Saradin..." Aura then disappeared down the steps that led to the manor's vaults.

Eclipse dropped the orb and rolled it back to Saradin. "Hang onto it for a while for me. Besides, it seems to help you think." With a fluff of fur and feathers Eclipse too turned and followed Aurahkah down stairs.

((Cut off for me, I have a round of new classes tomorrow.))

Giving them both time to leave, Saradin replied to the empty space they once filled. "It's not so easy to capture a planar traveller. And he knows everything that I do, now he'll be watching for that." Saradin wandered around the great hall for a couple minutes, just taking in the scenery before sinking into a chair. "Can't keep him here, can't cart him away. His body would rot if it departed from its home for to long. Left there, he'd get out sooner or later or just lapse back into the shadows..." He shuddered violently at that thought, even death would be a better fate than to be consumed into the composite darkness. Nothing about this idea sat well with him, entrapping his copy felt loathsome. No matter how twisted this other being was, he was in terrible agony, and Saradin wanted to ease that pain more than anything.

Several hours later, Saradin was poised over the corpses of his 'friends'. Nailah, Bastet, Kasis, Eclipse, even Khenu; all the ones he restrained himself from harming the day before were dead. But most of all he loathed Aurahkah and kicked at her body. "Contain me? I have to remove the rest of you filth from my path in order to save my kind." The intensity of his face was barely masking his despair as he gave way into madness. Just as his body quaked and tears fell from his face landing down on the bloodied floor, the unattural silence of the shadow plane was shattered. The loud crack of all his ammunition being emptied into the fallen was overlapped by his sreams of frustration and agony. With only the last shell remaining, the gun barrel was raised to the side of his head. Instead of his chosen action, with a final tormented sob the gun clattered to the floor along with his knees and his hands. There balanced on all four limbs, Saradin's tears mingled with the spilt blood as he cryed into the night of the Shadow Plane.

Eliptical dots of light buzzed and spun around his sight. Heavily laden eyes pulled open slowly, and an instinctive hand rubbed at them to dispel the glowing blots. Saradin had fallen asleep in his chair before the fireplace and was stirring slightly at the sounds of those passing by. He did have at least enough sense in him to be wary of whoever it was, and his paranoia drove his other hand to his sword. Silently he watched as Vincent departed the room with a young girl, and sighed in relief. His worst fears werent come to pass, but this could be equally bad. Rather than pointlessly tailing Vincent, he followed him out of the room and entered the kitchen directly. "Evening Vincent." Not much for words right now.