Can't Touch This

Mido · 02-18-2012, 01:38 AM

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In return to the Dasa questioning her presence she arrogantly replied that he had no authority over her, and she could recover her belongings as she wished without their permission. Maybe not himself in particular, but concerning the leadership and Anathema as a whole, it would be a wise course of action to be respectful. He raised an eyebrow at Amy; the half and half couldn’t begin to understand the level of this woman’s ignorance. The fact of the matter was that she angered their leadership; she was unwelcomed and is back once again, she was playing with fire and would get burnt if she didn’t tread very carefully.

The wind had changed direction so the only give away of Aeron’s presence was the bird. Once she approached them he glanced at her not moving any part of his body. He didn’t say anything to her at first; he watched her out of the corner of his eyes. Nice of you to join us. He addressed her before he returned his gaze to the outsiders. The black male was kind enough to play doctor to the down and damaged canine by removing the arrow from his leg and wrapping the wound. Picking up Amy’s possession he brought it to the backside of the wagon and loaded it in then returned the woman’s side. The mystery man verbally engaged the wagon riding woman so that he and Aeron couldn’t hear his words; the male never removed his eyes from the Anathemans. Mido removed his Kamas from his pants and held them in his hands; he casually crossed his arms and rested them against his bare chest still grasping his weapons. He didn’t intend to get too far ahead of himself, he only meant to visually gesture the fact that he was equipped and ready to go. I’m sorry you feel that way, but you made a big mistake coming back here. He explained to the two near the wagon more so concerning Amy.

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