Carth's magical adventure, ROUND TWO, MOTHERFUCKERS!

[Anastasia]

That causes Rachel to pause, that contingency never crossing her fear addled mind. "Well....if it could help him, you'd be bound to," she agrees. "If he can be helped."

[Carthrat]

"Of course he can be helped!" says Carthrat, vehemently. "Even I could be helped! Before I was a demon, I was much worse than he is now!"

Carthrat turns and walks off, looking for Tir.

[Anastasia]

Rachel nods to you, admittely too emotional to think clearly.

Going into the shuttle craft, Tir stands in the main control room, his back to you. Two bloody spots where holes should be are on his back, fresh flesh there.

"Finally worked up the nerve, eh Rat?" he says, not turning. "Hope it was a good show for you."

[Carthrat]

"Tir, I.." replies Carthrat, trying to find the words.

[Anastasia]

"Don't say anything, Rat," he says. "But...I'm surprised. Soul Eater didn't take your soul. Why? If anything, because your a friend of mine, it would take it first."

HE shifts a bit, holding his hand, at least you think so, from the way his back arm is. On the ground is his metal glove.

"Why? I've outlived generations of friends and seen several more come into Soul Eater, but you're the first to resist it."

[Carthrat]

"Because I have something," replies Carthrat, playing with White Glow. "Something very special. Something that saved me in a time of greatest need, and has done so again."

[Anastasia]

"Heh....you didn't somehow go by my land in your travels and find a Rune, did you?" he laughs a bit. "That would be the ultimate irony, eh Rat?"

He shakes with laugher, although it's not a sound that's very good to hear.

[Carthrat]

"Hardly," replies Carthrat, shaking his head. "Say, Tir. Look at me."

[Anastasia]

He stops laughing, a mercy to your ears. "I'd rather not," he says simply. "It would be better for both of us if it I didn't.

Tell me...are yoiu going to try and kill me? I rather upset Rachel, screaming that I was a demon." He sounds amused again, but something is fundamentally WRONG with how he says it.

[Carthrat]

"It's considered rude where I come from to kill someone who saves your life," replies Carthrat. "No matter the fashion they do so in."

Clenching White Glow fiercely, he slowly starts to remove the pendant from his neck.

[Anastasia]

Tir shakes his head.

"Funny...most people I met past my world run in terror from me when they find out.

You're unusually stout."

[Carthrat]

"I've seen some pretty heavy stuff," replies Carthrat, thinking back to days a long time ago..

[Anastasia]

"Yeah, I guess you have. Soul in peril, perhaps? Dealt with a demon, a deal with the devil?" Tir sighs. "If it wasn't like this, I'd love to hear the tale over a good meal. I'm sure it's a corker."

[Carthrat]

"A little," replies Carthrat. "Hey. Hold out your hand. I've got something for you."

[Anastasia]

Tir chuckles, finally turning. His right hand is now bare, a image shining brighly on it. It's light causes White Glow to shine itself, and you feel pushed away - and you are, at least two feet as the two auras clash momentarily.

"Ah," he nods, seeing the glow around you. "Whatever that is, it's powerful enough to block Soul Eater. The only other thing I've seen do that is another True Rune."