Dragomir Omake

[Asrana]

Seraya chuckled, "And I see you would not exactly be adverse to such..."

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith opened his mouth and closed it a few times, though no sound came out.

"No...I wouldn't. I'd consider myself lucky" he said, finally, as though making a supreme effort. "But, all the same...She has no idea who I really am...hell, I don't. For all we know I could be an enemy, brainwashed to get close to her."

[Asrana]

Seraya shook her head, "No, you aren't an enemy. She knows who you are right now...and for her that's all that matters..." She drained the wine from her glass, "Do you have any more questions?"

[Bean Bandit]

"How do you know, Seraya-san? Did you find something out?" He asked, then blinked.

"Um...What does Asrana...I mean," He coughed into his hand. "If I tried to...Dammit. Does...does she ever talk about me?"

[Asrana]

Seraya smiled, "I managed a psionic sweep of your mind while we were talking, if you were brainwashed to get close to Asrana there'd be an anomolious urge."

Her smile widened, "Some...she likes you. She lieks to talk about what you look like when playing the flute or sleeping...and sword fighting...we mustn't forget the sword fighting..."

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith smiled, both pleased and embarrassed at the same time. "No...can't forget that...though most people I've met find that intimidating..."

[Asrana]

"Asrana could take you down in a heartbeat with swords. So she likes to watch you while sparring..."

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith smirked. "She could take just about anyone out in a heartbeat. "

He considered a moment. "In a way, it's...comforting. I don't have to worry about hurting her."

[Asrana]

Seraya nodded, "Many of her bodyguards feel like that too...they can spar with her without holding back." She yawned, "Do you have any more questions? Or shall we retire?"

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith sighed.

"Oh, I have DOZENS of questions, Seraya-san, but I doubt you can answer them. And it's late. I'll stop occupying your time..."

[Asrana]

Seraya grinned, "Alright then...goodnight Wraith..." She stood up and walked back towards the rooms, not making a sound.

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith smiled as Seraya left, and turned to the table, a perplexed but oddly pleased expression on his face. He stood slowly and made his way to his assigned room, glad that his clothes were dry now, at least.

[Danax]

Mike quickly tucked up his supporting leg, and spun in mid air, twisting his other foot out of Kei's grasp.  As Mike turned face down towards the ground, he lashed out a foot to propell himself away from Kei, only to catch a rising knee.

Mike went stumbling away as the breath was forced from his lungs. "Damnit Kei, your being retarded! If you really loved Asrana you would be happy that she will find happiness, and NOT turn into this crazy mother-fucker thats standing before me!" He helf yelled as he stood straight again, taking his hand offhis injured stomach.

"Guess that means I'll have to do it the old fasioned way, beat the sence into you, at least you'll be able to relate to that no matter how crazy you've gone." With that Mike once again dropped into a wide lose stance, his hands up in loose fists with tumbs and pinky fingers slighter extended.

[Kwokinator]

OOC: "crazy motherfucker" exists in a world like that? 0_o;;

IC:  Kei's expression softened for a moment as Mike mentioned the part about him loving Asrana, but he quickly steeled himself again.

"I don't love her," he said in a low voice. "She can get it on with you or Wraith for all I care."

"But if it's a fight you want..." he smirked, bouncing lightly on his feet and circled Mike using the Ali Shuffle.

[Bean Bandit]

Wraith glanced at the bed in his room briefly, shen shook his head. He sat down, his back to the wall, and propped his katana against his shoulder, slumping slightly as he drifted into a fitful sleep...