Abhorred Television

[Tim Siguire]

All I need is a good swim and some food. *Just the thought of a good meal eased Kyubi's mind*
*So unfocused on where he was going he bumped into a wall* ow.... Oh, yes! The exit!
*Kyubi is trying to remain as calm as possible, but his emotions keep him from being more than stable*
A Swim, a deep swim and some food. Where is Thamir and Lyzer? Where is the team?!
....Uunhhhh, *sobbing* Maybe I should go make medicines.. and stuff..
*Just then his palms got a light burning sensation*Ah, feels like I slapped a wall.

[Cyril]

Alexander walked over to the seats, taking the middle one which had been Lyzer's seat. Looking over to Thamr, Alexander spoke rather regally. "The lighter jackal's debt is paid. He has no need to continue the session if he does not wish to. However, I warn you for your group that things are going to be picking up quite quickly, now." The lion's gaze fell upon his rather barbarian coliseum while he spoke, the sword to the floor on his right. "And it would be a tragedy if your team would fail simply due to a lack of valor." His violet gaze fell upon Kyubi, who had been approaching with tears in his eyes and quite emotionally torn. Knowing that although there'd be little memory of Alexander since the rest of the team saw his men take Kyubi, Alexander stood; grabbing his item and looking back at Thamir for a second of eye contact. "What ever your team may do, make sure it is not stupid. And remember," He turned his back and stood for a second, "Be wary to who you place your trust in.." He walked past Kyubi, a nod towards him and probably an amount of instinctual paranoia were induced, due to subconscious memory. "Good luck."

[Magical Machine]

Thamir was tempted to look right back at Alexander in the eyes when he looked over at him for the first time, but he went against it because he was still focused on Kyubi and his actions. He wanted to say something in response, but he had a feeling that he shouldn't because he didn't wish to be manipulated. Alexander's statement about trust did make the raptor's mind ponder with questions, causing him to ask himself, "Why should I watch who I put my trust in when it comes to a game like this?" After he asked himself his own question, he looked over at Kyubi before asking in a concerned tone, "Are you alright?"

[lyzer]

Lyzer sat off in the distance clearing his mind in his usual fashion that somewhat resembled meditation. His closed eyes began to squint in a small rage as he remembered exactly why he was angry but his resolve finally cleared through it. He had hoped that when he did get angry his markings didn't show, as they tended to do whenever he got angry.

He had sat there and came up with his own policy for how he would react to what he had learned today. "If this game is to be so merciless then I guess I should be just as merciless... I guess it's time that I learned this game is fight to kill and kill to win"

With his mind clear as crystal he leapt down from his perch and began to walk back toward the team house

[Tim Siguire]

After becoming tired from running so much, Kyubi then locked eyes with his raptor friend, Thamir. (Forgot for some reason )
I think i'll be ok Thamir, but it just doesn't feel right. I feel like a part of my mind disappeared. And my hands sting, it feels like I had a jellyfish in my hands. What's worse is i'm a little paranoid and scared, and I don't know how to handle that.
I'm not asking for much, just someone to talk to.
*Kyubi wipes a few tears from his hot, flushed muzzle*
I guesss we should go home *Kyubi hugs Thamir and begins walking towards the base*

[Cyril]

Cyrille began to take a notice to the chilling weather. Although it was expected due to the nearby mass of water, he gripped his cold and wasn't surprised to find a light drizzle from the sky. In combination with time passed, he eventually sobered up and ended up ditching Chris. With his boots muddy and a tired expression, he gripped the same die in his hand and returned to the group's home alone. Entering through the back door(although removing his boots, as not to leave a muddy trail), he looked at the die; taken a gold color with a deep violet center. Looking around to whoever was in there, he said nothing and went to his room quietly; obtaining another bottle of liquor. Reusing the glass from earlier, he sat at the counter and gripped his head slightly as he filled a glass of brandy with a small bit of tonic water.
"Has Lyzer returned yet?" He didn't bother to look around much, his eyes more focused on the bitter drink a front of him and huffing a bit of air. "I need a conversation with him, preferably after another drink."

[Magical Machine]

THamir was surprised at the sudden hug from Kyubi. He watched him walk off before looking up into the sky after feeling a drop of water hit his arm. He realized it began to rain, so he figured ti would be best to head back inside. He turned and walked his way back to his team's temporary home. Of course, as soon as he did get back into the structure, he figured he should ask Kybui a question about why he seemed so opened to killing his opponent before breaking down into tears in the arena.

[lyzer]

The weather had become rather annoying on Lyzer's trip home but he did enjoy rain very much. He considered a very helpful tool for various reasons and he took a second just to bask in it then realizing he was still prone to illness decided it was best to continue on his way. In no time at all he reached the home and proceeded to enter. His fur was only a little damp so he saw no reason to immediately dry himself off.

 "I'm back" he announced in a volume just loud enough for anyone inside to hear him. He only felt one aura inside at the moment but lacked the need to even attempt to figure who it may have been. Walking to his room he opened his closet and pulled out one of his blades and began to sharpen it on a special whetstone. "I guess I actually will have to use you in upcoming trials" he whispered to himself. "I didn't think I would need to use such a tool"

A while into sharpening his blade lightning flashed and thunder shook the area which made Lyzer smirk a little.

[Tim Siguire]

*Looking upwards towards the sky, Kyubi could feel the rain pattering on his eyes and muzzle*
Finally something to relax me. Im actually smiling at the rain for once, I remember when it would ruin my work.
*The earlier lightning flash barely bothered Kyubi, he proceeded to the base and became pretty wet*
Gah, now I gotta dry off and clean my paws...  *Shakes the water off, remains wet but close to damp*
*Opening the door, before entering he watched Thamir walk near the base and decided to hold it open for him*
Come on in, don't need anyone left in the lightning. Hate for a useful partner to get disabled.
*Although his voice now seemed calm, Kyubi knew it was temporary until his next battle*

[Cyril]

Cyrille listened to the returning signal and sighed; turns out he was talking to no one beforehand. He felt rather silly for a moment, and then finished a second drink before he looked to the room Lyzer walked into, his wry expression not changing much while he held a glass of water. Opening the door and wincing due to the loud noise of the grinder, he looked in bleakly at Lyzer. "Yo...." He looked to him, "I need to share a word with you, it's quite important about the next few days.... I have something that I need to do, and it's definitely going to involve the rest of you. But with the other drama, and you being the more natural leader figure; I shall request that you would lead the team through the next.... Well, if all goes well you shouldn't have to worry of it." His eyes then fell, his stomach grumbling slightly as he looked to Lyzer for a reply.

[Magical Machine]

Thamir smiled lightly when cage saw Kyubi holding the door open for him. He walked inside before turning his had in his direction and saying, "Thanks." He figured that there wasn't much more for him to do, so he began to go to his room with the idea to start drawing in his notepad.

[lyzer]

After hearing Cyrille's request Lyzer stopped the sharpening of his blade cleaned it off and examined it for flaws. He then slowly placed it down on to a cover and looked up at Cyrille and said to him in a flat tone "If what you must do is so important that you actually came and asked me to take a commanding role, then what your going to be doing must be quite difficult and by the sound of it dangerous." Lyzer paused for a spell to consider the proposition and then gave his answer. "I'll lead us through the next challenge, but If any part of your plan goes south you have to let me know so I can make adjustments. I believe that's reasonable" after he finished speaking he stood up to put his blade away in his closet. And then looked back at Cyrille.

[Tim Siguire]

*After Thamir enters the House Kyubi closes the door* Hhhhhh, I feel.. I don't know, maybe I should eat.
*Kyubi walks through the main room, hearing his shoes knock on the floor* And now for the medicine.
*Kyubi takes his shoes off and enters his room, then going into the Alchemy Room, Kyubi grabs a Sour Flower to eat*
Mmm, my stomach feels, terrible. This should certainly help.
*Kyubi walks out of the Lab, exits his room and closes his door...Kyubi knocks on Thamir's door*
Thamir? Sorry to bother you but would it be okay if we talked. It doesn't matter where but i'll be lying on the couch waiting for you though. And if it's your preference we could talk somewhere outside or secluded.
*Kyubi walks to the main room, eating the Sour Flower, and lays on the couch, holding his tail close to him*
Why... why did it h-h-happen....

[Cyril]

While listening to Lyzer, Cyrille soon gripped his stomach and made a gesture for Lyzer to wait a second before his response. Quickly following this, he made a hurried walk past the kitchen counter(grabbing his bottle of brandy, of course). He continued to the nearest bathroom, mostly shutting the door with a gesture of his booted foot and kneeling affront of the toilet. Proceeding to complete the ritualistic purge of liquor from his stomach, leaving a mucky teal slop in the toilet which he quickly flushed down. He took his same glass, filling it with tap water which he used to rinse his mouth out, spitting a blue tinted saliva into the toilet and pouring another glass of brandy. Bottle in hand, he walked back the short distance to Lyzer's doorway.
"Woah, quite better. I apologize!" He laughed briefly, taking an elongated sip from his glass before continuing himself. Leaning his side on a wall, "You shall most definitely know if by any chance my action does not succeed." He began to look around, peering his eyes and keeping his hand upon the wall. "You wouldn't have a clue as to where your camera's microphone is hidden, would you? With the money shot of me vomiting I have given them, I do not believe Alexandre would honestly have the need of the next few details recorded. I would look near the center, if I were you. Then again, this doorway is quite suspicious...."
He began to feel along the back frame of the door after placing his bottle and glass upon the floor, looking closely. "Do help me find this, now. Or at least look around and tell me if you find it."

[Magical Machine]

Thamir looked up from his drawing pad in order to show that he was listening to Kyubi. With a nod, he said in response, [green'"Alright, I see you soon."[/color] with that said, Thamir began to put the finishing touches on his drawing before flipping the drawing pad to its cover and sliding the pencil into the rings that held all of the pages together. After that, he opened the door before leaving his room and walking to where Kyubi said he would be outside. He walked over to him before noticing that he wasn't exactly in the best mood, so he asked with a concerned look in his eyes, "I know that the whole thing that happened in the arena is bothering you, so...can you tell me what happened that pushed you to do it?"