Jericho: Mentions: Ero

"Mmm, you kept your promise. I'm so glad you're still here. Maybe you can stay free as long as you stay close to me... You don't deserve to be locked up, too sweet." She murmured, happily humming at the end of the sentence. Jericho grinned as he shifted to hug her just a bit tighter. "You're wonderful Ero." He whispered to her as he hummed along with her, before sighing and slowly running his hand through her hair. "Your hair is soft and pretty." He said, carefully moving his fingers along as he tried to keep her calm. I think I am in love with her. He slowly rubbed her back as he slowly began to fall asleep again. "Ero..." He looked into her eyes. "You may have a crazy side to you, but you know what? I don't mind it. Your sweet side more than makes up for it."

Nyx || Mentions: Blade

Nyx could see the rage in his eyes, and she picked up her knee from underneath her, and extended her leg, her sneaker pressed against his chest, ready to shove him back again. She could see his arms reaching towards her, but more in a hug-friendly sort of way, which, she did not find friendly. As the young man begged, she began to feel bad for him, her leg falling down slightly. No. She couldn't let him get to her, she pushed her leg back up, "I'm sorry. But you lost that privilege," she shoved him back, standing herself up, brushing off her bottom and legs. "Honestly, I don't know what I find funnier. Your rage or the fact you think I'll ever care about you," she glared, "C'mon. I know you have it in you, get mad with me already, I saw that tint in your eyes. Your a murderous physco," she pushed, and she didn't stop there. "Come on! Go ahead! Release me then do your worst. Punch me, kick me, kill me, I dare you," she continued to push, picking up a rock, tossing it in the air, catching it again, her face plagued with disgust, her hair was roughed up, strands of hair hanging down the sides of her head, dirt covering her face faintly.

Dakota || Mentions: Ceriviel

"Beautiful? Why, don't flatter yourself," she glowered, whipping her hand in the air, another blade coming to her aid. Before she could lunge at him, he disappeared and she felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck, she jumped forward, looking up at the wretched man. "Fine. Wanna play it that way? So be it," she huffed. Dakota held the blade in her hands, tossing it to the side, that small blade was useless towards this man. She would have to figure out another, different way to best him. She thought for a moment, then had an idea. She disappeared into thin air, using her invisibility to her advantage. Don't make a sound.. don't make a sound!~ she jumped side to side quietly, kicking the angel in the back of his knees, grabbing the back of his neck, whirling him around, attempting to rush him into the side of the van. She jumped back, her invisibility wearing out, she gritted her teeth, almost forgetting she could only use it for so long.

Touching the back of her neck, she could feel droplets of blood, and almost smell it. She pulled her hair up into a loose pony-tail to get it out of the way, rolling her shoulders. Dakota clapped her hands together once, taking them apart once more to show a harpoon, and she tossed it in the air a few times, looking back at the winged man, "Why? He killed you, so? Move on, no need to make a bigger issue for yourself. You don't know this to escalate, trust me," she sighed, placing the harpoon on the ground, pointed arrow on the pavement below, leaning against it.

Nyx || Mentions: Blade

Speechless, Nyx slowly collapsed, her knees hitting the ground, slouching to the sides, her arms limp on her legs. She had dragged Blade to the ground, because of course, there was no way she could pry his arms off of her. She looked away, her eyes blank, her expression emotionless. "Your...so pathetic," she whispered, sighing quietly, "You just keep on pushing and pushing. You're not going to live a long life," she mumbled, lifting her arms up, prying his arms off, pushing him back. She shook her head, and sighed, "Give up Blade. Just give up. I do not care for you, I do not love you, I do not want to have a family with you. I have a family, and, I am happy just the way it is. So please. Just give up, and let me go." No aggression, no hate, no emotion. She was simply spitting out facts. Nyx sighed, and shrugged, "Just let me go. There are hundreds of other women out there better then me, stronger then me. Just.. please," she whispered, looking up at him.

"I think that you don't have a bad side." She murmured, looking sleepily up at him. "I like you like that." She closed her eyes and rested her head against him. Jericho happily sighed as he settled in to go to sleep, feeling Ero's warmth comfort him considerably. Her warmth... it's so... comforting. He thought as his eyes grew heavy. "Trust me Ero, I do have a bad side to me, but for you, I'll make sure it never shows up, so that way you're happy." He mumbled, fighting off sleep as he talked to her. He finished messing with Ero's hair and instead wrapped his arms around her snugly as he drifted off to sleep. I don't really care what Ava thinks: Ero's a sweet girl, despite her psychopathy. He chuckled slightly as he took stock of the day's events. Ibex was back, but not only was he in the company of two other experiments, he was also lucky enough to find Ero, and now he really began to think that he was in love with her now. Ero... I will always protect you. He was about to plant a soft kiss on the top of her head, but he realized that he might be going a bit fast. Content with her being in his arms, Jericho fell asleep, happy.

Malaki finished looking through the iron sights and stared at Sky. I hope I'll be able to do my part when Ibex strike again. He looked down at he G36, wondering if the rifle had enough power to pierce the armor that the Ibex soldiers were wearing. "Guess what Malaki, you won't be able to do anything! Ibex is going to roll through and wipe out the experimentals here, and you would be sitting there in the corner, crying and begging for mercy for the soldiers not to shoot you after the rest are killed. You can't do a damn thing about it, and if you decide to run... well... I think you already know how shameful the act of deserting is to your new acquatineces, right?" Malaki didn't have to hear Benny further to know that he was right. He was among the weakest out of the bunch, and he might have had Frantic Dash in case he needed to run for it, but the guilt of him leaving everyone behind may be worse than getting shot. Malaki sighed as a small war was waged in his mind, completely unsure about how he should prepare for the next assault.