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Ilandere lurched at him but her bindings held her too tightly and the chair only made a small hop. "How dare you mock my grief!" she spat, "My father was a better man then you could ever hope to be you slime!"

"My, my. We do have a temper." Vernir mused snidely, "You also must keep in mind it was your father that landed you here."

Ilandere took a sudden breath and wore a pained expression as if she'd just been dealt a slap in the face. It quickly faded into anger at the sight of Vernir's amused smile.

"Still a tender wound, I see. Sorry to have leveled your prescious father with the likes of us."

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Themba solemnly took a cloak and put it on along with a pair of goggles. He wore a darkened expression as terrible thoughts ran rampant in his head. Was Ilandere all right? What did they need her for? And wasn't it just a little convenient that the person they needed was the traveller of Zadaa? No matter what, the situation was looking rather grim for all of them.

"We must be careful." He told everyone, the pained tone in his voice wasn't hidden well at all. "We do not want to be seen."

"Nice one," he said, patting Lily on the shoulder.

Via hobbled along resting on Eadoin's shoulder,"Nice Lily!" she called out from behind. Then looked up at Eadoin.

"I'm not hurting you am I?" Via questioned.

She felt kind of embarrassed that Eadoin was the first to volunteer to help her and now she was holding on to him one arm around his smooth neck. She contained herself from not pouncing on him for that would be terribly wrong and well, hurt a lot also. Via grinned and let out a small giggle at the thought.

"Good, because," Via blushed and looked at her wrapped ankle as she said this,"I would never want to hurt you."

She looked up to meet Eadoin's soft eyes and just smiled. She let out a small cough once again licking the blood away, she knew she wasn't going to have a fit because sh only had those maybe once a month at the most.

Via saw past his smooth eyes and looked down immediately and frowned a little turning her head so that it looked like she was looking at something on the other side of the dirt road.

"Oh, I......I'm sorry," she said barely above a whisper. She shook her head in embarrassment, she knew it could never work out, they were travelers after all.

Via tried to smile but her mouth just stayed a hard line. Taking her arm off of Eadoin's shoulder she decided to walk on her crutches that she had been carrying along with her when they left the house. She quickly transferred and winced a little as her foot hit the ground. She knew this was cold but she had to restrain somehow. She finally got the courage to say something.

"I suppose it was meant to be but who we are won't let us go any farther than what we already have," letting a weak smile pass across her lips. "I wish there was no "This is the way it was meant to be crap, no rules we had to follow. But I guess everyone would be entitled to be like St. Dane and that would only make his plans much more easier. I....." she choked out the words,"I really like you, Eadoin." The name felt like silk on her lips, which were a hard wincing line now. She had said it, and it felt good although she was afraid for his reaction.

Via nodded in response but said nothing,"I know, this is the freaking way it was meant to be, just friends." feeling her eyes mist up she decided to try and go faster to get ahead of Eadoin so that he would not have to look at her face. When she felt she was kinda far away from him she let the tears fall letting out small sobs and watching the sorrowful drops hit the ground with a small splash. "I will never stop feeling the way I do about him," she whispered to herself.

A wide, malicious grin spread across Berombe's face at Ilandere's reaction. They all had a weak spot, they were all so easy to mentally defeat....

"Your father went against us," Berombe replied, mocking pity for the girl. "He refused to carry out his job, the job that the Order gave to him. I don't believe, really, that anyone who can't carry out a simple task for the good of the Order could be on a higher stand than I, could he?"

He smirked a bit to himself, giving her plenty of time to react before saying offhandedly, "Do you know why you're here?"

[[ That's right, isn't it? Cause he had to... to like, kill that one woman.... right? Or, something? I think; mebbe? >__< Tell me if I need to change something.... ]]

Tachia grudgingly followed the group, still not quite sure of what she was supposed to be doing. However, everyone else was going and she didn't feel like being abandonded, for fear of breaking down again about loosing her home....

As Via began slowly hinting to Eadoin, Tachia instantly felt a dark crimson color appear on the bridge of her nose and under her eyes. She'd hardly ever blushed before, and so didn't know what it did to her face, but could definitely feel it. She wasn't quite sure how fond she was of their conversation; after all, Eadoin had been the one who Tachia had opened up to, the only one she ever really talked to. He'd helped her leave Third Earth before everyone else, and she felt there was a connection between them. Not anything like what Via was getting at, but still, a...friendship of some sort. The feeling was as foreign as her blush. Eadoin probably had no idea she felt like they were friends; they'd only talked one day, and Tachia was quiet the rest of the time.... He had no idea how much it had put her through to have to tell him what had happened to her homeland, to have cried in front of him. Spite and envy enveloped Tachia just then and she truly wished she had her bow and arrow. Eadoin's attention had been on Via the entire time....