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In an open plain of grass outside the Mercenary Compound, Darius sat with his legs crossed under him, staring off into the distance. With his head fitted on his hand, his arm supporting it with the elbow against his leg, he sighted heavily as a brush of wind crept over the rolling hills towards him.

"I wonder when they'll show up." He said under his breath, picking at the grass with his free hand to fight his anxiousness.

[img]http://i1100.photobucket.com/albums/g403/chelsea-chee/Melody-top.jpg[/img] [imgleft]http://i1100.photobucket.com/albums/g403/chelsea-chee/Melody-bottom.jpg[/imgleft] [align=left][size=10][color=purple][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list] [list][list][list][list][list] [list][list][list] [list] [size=16][b]████████████████[color=chocolate]██████████[color=purple]████████████████[/b][/size] [size=58]❝[size=16] [color=chocolate]Interesting Ride Back[/color][size=58] ❞[size=10][/color] [list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][color=indigo] Sitting down in the backseat felt more comfortable than the front. It was cushiony and Melody kept moving across the seat until she was directly in the middle, her knees pressed closely together. Her legs were placed on either side of this… middle compartment, lifting up slightly just to smooth down her dress once more, as it was starting to ride up. Everything on her was still wet and so the smoothing of her dress took much more effort, considering it kept wanting to stick to her legs. Right as she had finished, however, she heard Bram finally close the door behind them. And suddenly his head was in her lap! Throwing her hands up in the air, she couldn't help the intake of breath that she sucked in. Bram was just… there! His breath was warm on her thighs and she could just feel her face starting to turn red from the contact alone. Slowly, she lowered her hands again, letting her left hand rest over the arch of his stomach, gently touching the fabric of his shirt. It was also wet but she let her fingers wrap around it, bunching it in her grasp. Her right hand went to his head, carefully placing it on his head. She let her fingers start to run through his hair, closing her eyes as she tried to remember the feeling. When would she have this chance again? To have Bram fall asleep on her, to even be so close to her? Pushing his hair out of his eyes, she visibly jumped when Craven entered the vehicle, slamming the door closed behind her. Pulling her right hand out of Craven's sight, she went to touching Bram's hair that rested on his neck, her index finger gently tracing the skin there. [b][color=black] ”I was in love with Samhain.” [/color][/b] Melody's head jolted up from staring down at Bram, looking into Craven's eyes as she stared at them through the mirror. Somehow, Melody had a feeling; it seemed like everyone in town that knew how they acted did. Always taking Samhain home when he got too drunk, always around him. Even Melody had heard stories from her mother, of the great Pumpkin King Jack. The old mayor wouldn't hang around Jack as much as Craven did with Samhain. But still, even after deep down inside, knowing all that, it still sent a swirl of flurries through her body hearing Craven say it out loud. Did Samhain know? Or better yet, did he feel the same way? [b][color=black] ”I was too much of a damned coward to ever do anything about it. Now he’s gone. My best friend… He’s dead.” [/color][/b] [i]s**t.[/i] Swallowing the lump in her throat, she turned away from Craven's gaze, unable to hold it any longer. She thought Samhain was dead, even… even after what she said. Maybe she wasn't clear enough. But she couldn't tell Craven now; she was too vulnerable. She saw how much of an intent Craven had to try and hurt Bram, just because she thought he was the one behind all this. If Melody told Craven now… she didn't know what would happen. She might leave them stranded out here, or maybe – [i]No,[/i] she thought, shaking her head. [i]Craven wouldn't hurt us, wouldn't… kill us. That would mean she's… she's…[/i] [b][color=black] ”Buckle in, both of you.” [/color][/b] The click of Craven's seatbelt echoed in the small vehicle. Melody looked over, seeing it hanging against the seat. She could reach it, but how was she to keep both her and Bram safe while he was like this? She knew it wouldn't stretch over the both of them, and if it did, it sure wouldn't be comfortable feeling for Bram. Before she could think any longer on the matter, or find a way to buckle the both of them in safe, Craven had started to move without a second glance back at them. Suddenly, they were moving fast, faster than they were getting here. Melody felt her head collide with the back of the seat, before Craven made a sharp turn, sending her way flying down to the right. With the both of them laying down in the backseat now, Bram had shifted so he was now lying on her chest instead of in her lap. And if Melody's face was not already red enough, seeing this once she was able to lift her head just made her face look even more like a tomato. Scooting up slightly, she let herself lean against the door frame, moving Bram's head down in the process so he was now sleeping on her stomach. The situation was… a little better. It was more comfortable the other way, but now wasn't the time. And Melody would have no idea how to explain herself if Craven looked back and saw the previous position they were in. And suddenly, they had stopped, Craven out of the door before Melody even had time to look up. Craning her neck around, she tried to see where they were. More than likely, they had gone back into town, but what was happening?? Finally, she saw that there was a crowd looking at something. Wanting to get out and see where both Craven went and what the crowd was looking at, Melody started to move more but then remembered, [i]Bram was sleeping on her[/i]. Looking down at him, she wondered what to do. To wait here or to go out? Pressing fingers against his forehead again, she tenderly rubbed at his temples before slowly moving his head off of her and onto the car seat. Once deciding that he would be okay and would not move, she quickly got out of the car, moving closer to the crowd. She couldn't get very far in, but it seemed everyone grew quiet so she was able to hear Craven. Craven was speaking to someone! [b][color=black] "Let’s take her to Bram’s tower. Maybe he can find some evidence of who did this to her.”[/color][/b] Take who? And who was Craven talking to? Melody had so many questions but she quickly went back to Craven's vehicle, only stopping for a moment to open the front door and grab her fiddle that was still lying on the floor. Moving back into the backseat, she seated herself upright first, before pulling Bram back onto her lap. Now it was just how it was supposed to be and if someone asked, she could just tell them the truth; that he fell asleep on her. [i]But Craven said they should take this… person back to Bram's tower. Bram looks pretty knocked out; what's going to happen?[/i] She wondered if that werewolf victim was what everyone was looking at, or trying to look at. The thought alone send shivers down her spine, and so she distracted herself by tracing abstract patterns on Bram's back. Now all they could do was wait for Craven to come back. And when she did, Melody would tell her she thinks Craven should tell Samhain about her true feelings to him – given that it's only her coming back. This night seemed to be wearing on a lot longer than Melody had originally anticipated and she looked down at her fiddle that was now situated by her. She had a feeling she may be using it on someone tonight – and not just to trick them either.[/color] [align=right][img]http://i1100.photobucket.com/albums/g403/chelsea-chee/Melody-extra.jpg[/img] [size=12][color=black][b]Instead of screams I swear I can hear [color=red]M[/color] [color=orange]U[/color] [color=yellow]S[/color] [color=green]I[/color] [color=blue]C[/color] in the air...[/b][/color][/align] [center] [img]http://i355.photobucket.com/albums/r452/TLBBRG/melody2.jpg[/img]

Wielder leapt, and Darius followed him with his outstretched hand until he reached the highest point of his jump, snapping into action. He twisted his body and bent his outstretched arm back, collecting the Power of Air in his right hand. Thrusting his other arm and hand out towards Wielder, he released the concentrated gust of wind directly in Wielder's descending path, hoping to destabilize him enough to disrupt the attack, and to make a balanced landing difficult.

In the final moments before his counter struck, Darius summoned wind to form around his feet to lift him inches from the ground, dashing backwards as he charged for another attack.

[ooc=]Sadly, I have to go to work. I'll be back tonight shortly after midnight, hopefully sooner, to make my reply.
Oh Wielder, this is going to get epic. [/ooc]

Nero's optics scanned the newly awakened battlefield outside the Compound. He was within sight distance, but out of range for attacks, and walked his way towards the fight to be within comfortable conversation distance.

"I'm just going to watch, if that's okay with you guys." He let them know as he fell back onto his butt, and stretched his arms back to hold up his upper body. He had no dedication to fight either of them at the time. He wanted to just chill out with the people he was comfortable with.

As Darius jumped over Wielder's head, which was visually following and turning as he did, the latter already had an Idea of what the former would do. It was a basic tactic, get behind your opponent, and deliver a devastating blow from a safe location. While he had no idea what sort of strike Darius was planning, he knew he had to get defensive, and quick.

When he saw a green whirlwind coming at him along the ground, he stuck his blade right in the earth in front of it. The large flat of the blade acted as a shield. However, even Wielder was surprised when he saw the whirlwind deflected back at Darius, even if it was off by a degree or two. Regardless, he took this moment to go on the offensive once more. Gotta use every opportunity I get, cuz I might not get it again.

Once more using the flame jets, he blasted forward and, expecting Darius to dodge to his right, cut his blade up, and brought around to follow with a cut to Wielder's left.

((Sorry. I'm a little off today. Fixed... I think... Nyah?))

[ooc=] Hmm. I don't want to pry your post too much. Wait, are you still bravo ranked? If you are, I could help you out with a few things.[/ooc]

Wielder was under the wrong impression when Darius' twister deflected from the flat of his sword. Although not planned, he barely flinched as it came back towards him, and Wielder shot forward to strike as if Darius would have to evade his own spell. However, Darius had other plans.

The emerald twister came back to him at his left, and with his eyes on Wielder, he reached out to manipulate its path to his advantage. He reached out with his left hand and cocked his right arm back at once, and the twister passed up his arm and across his shoulders, moving to his right arm as he jumped back from Wielder's slash up and struck out with it. The twister's circumference had increased in size to avoid a second deflection as it spun around its caster, and lashed out at the attacking Wielder with only a foot until impact.

Regardless to the spell's conclusion, he used his jump to dash back on his wind boots, and moved into his defensive stance.

[ooc=] K`, I'd love to have a round with you, but by profile law Darius is pretty much limited to one epic fight at a time. You could either jump in now, or you'll have chill out until he recovers his Power.[/ooc]