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*Roland looks at Wk* I hope not.. *He then turns to Amelia*

Roland to Amelia: Where is Jake?

*Meanwhile Jake sleep is still tormented by nightmares.*

In Sebastains' tank, he's resting off a hard day. I'll go get him for you...

*Limps past Roland and starts walking towards the Baneblade*

I'm ready to assist if you need me

*Horus is walking to the garage and sees Amelia limping*
Horus: Amelia? Are you alright?

*maria*

Oh.. Leo was seen back... She hurt me badly twice... As you know...

*Marla *
She was uncaring at what she did. She gave no care at all.
Meh. We ain't gonna be victims...

I ain't seeing my sister evaced off to her warship for emergency surgery again.

*both unrepently armed heavily*

*Roland is about to erupt in conversation on why Jake is in a tank, but holds his tongue.*

*Quetz looks annoyed*
Quetz: So... the psycho's returned... Well, I'll help to make sure she stays away from you two if you like. For now, you want anything to eat?

*Scatty follows Aoife out to the couch sulkily walking with crutches again*
Scatty: I don't know what that bird is thinking, I'm fine!
Aoife: You're not and you know it. You're just stubborn
*They sit down opposite Maria and Marla*

Just hurtin' Horus, no biggie...

*Limps to the Baneblade and enters*

*Closes and locks the hatch*

*Sits on the bed next to Jake and strokes his head*

C'mon Jake, Roland wants to see you. He's worried...

*Scratches Oy underneath the chin*

*Horus watches her go off then shakes his head and goes to the garage to work on something special*

*marla*
I hered excellent things about a certain curry you made, the one with the chicken and pork?

*Maria * ooh, now that I could demolish...
And Thanks, yes, id feel better knowing you had a eye open. Thankyou. *smiles*

And the arsenal... Well we where not going without a fight...

Hey scatty. Aofie, you should rest that leg scatty. Ya need to let it heal.

*Marla *
Hey, yeah, and aofie, you seem to know your wolves..

*Jake jumps when Amelia touches him. He looks fatigued, even with the sleep. Oy looks between the pair, with a worried expression.*

Jake: The book! Where is the BOOK!? We have to burn it! Roland can't know!

*He then vomits on the side of the bed.*

*Doesn't react to the vomit*

I'll clean that up later...

*Takes a paper towel from the bedside table and wipes Jakes face*

Burnt. I did it while you slept. I didn't read any of it either. It's all okay. I...I can erase part of your memory now too...If you want...

*Strokes Jake's face again and smiles softly*

C'mon, gimme a hug.

*Quetz smiles*
Quetz: Curry it is. I'll put in a little less spice than usual, otherwise you might not be able to handle it.
*Floats off to the kitchen making sure to test the door with his tail before entering*

Scatty: I'm fine!
*Aoife frowns then lightly flicks Scatty's leg. Scatty winces*
Aoife: You're not. Now stop being to stubborn! *Turns to Marla*
Aoife: Thank you, I used to breed thunderwolves for a few years as a cover when I was looking for Scatty. Learned quite a bit.

*Jake hugs Amelia, and sobs in her shoulder.*

Jake: I don't think I can forget..

Oy: Ake ick?

*walks outside and watches the forest*
*smirks*
If I didn't know any better, I'd say that this is one of the most peaceful sites I've ever seen.

*marla*

Agh, no wonder you spotted her true breed straight away.
Ferasian told me from her mother she'l be a 7 footer and a big girl.

There... A challenge but Id not be without one now.

*maria*
Thanks quetz, yeah we are not a dragon! So maybe a little less spice might help!
We apreciate it.

*Holds Jakes head*

*Sighs*

I can make you forget...Here, sit back and give me your hands...

*Winces*

But you can't tell anyone about this, understand? They don't like mind-wiping people, even with consent.

Can't be much spicier than the curry that the Firebats make. Crazy ******** make it spicy enough to blister hull plating

*Quetz can be heard humming from the kitchen as the intoxicating smell of the curry leaks out into the main room. He pokes his head out to reply to WK*
Quetz: Blister hull plating? *Smiles with a flash of razor sharp teeth* I once let Billy try some of this fully spiced and he couldn't speak for a month. Was a rather nice month come to think of it...

Aoife: You just have to learn how to handle them. Yours seems loyal enough not to give you any trouble.
*Scatty's restless about being forced to lay about so much and picks up the remote to start flicking through channels with one hand while playing with a butterfly knife with the other*

*Jake nods, puts out his hands.*

Jake: I swear on my honor, I will not tell a soul.

*Sits cross-legged across from Jake and takes his hands*

Close you eyes, sweety...

*Closes own eyes and fangs grow slightly*

*Moves slightly closer to Jake*

I have to bite you. This will hurt a little.

*Leans in to bite Jake's neck*

*maria*

That smells pretty damn delicious!
Relax scatty, I was stuck In bed foe several days and nearly went mad from Bordem. Know what its like.
Least you can walk. *smiles *

*marla*
Aye, but I've had her since she was a young puppy barely with her sharp teeth. I've been imprinted on her so long.
I know there... Forceful animals.

*smells curry*
Wow! Now that's a curry!

*Jake bares his throat to Amelia* I trust you...

*Oy stands up looking worried* Ake?

*Roland begins pacing, hundreds of question whirl around in his mind.*

*I shrug at Quetz*
I maintain that nothing is spicier than something made by a Pyromaniac. The last Marine who had it is still in the infirmary after eating it 3 months ago

*Scatty shrugs and still looks sulky*
Scatty: Barely...

Aoife: Tell me about it... *Pulls shirt collar to the left to show massive scarring and bite marks around her neck and shoulder*

*Quetz spoons out a few bowls and carries them out to Maria and Marla along with a gallon of milk*
Quetz: Okay, here you are, and some milk just in case. It's got about a 10th of the normal spice so I hope that's low enough.
And Marine, keep in mine Billy exhausted his aura healing himself along with draining several gallons of milk, THEN couldn't talk for a month.
As for the pyromaniac. *Snorts a puff of flame* Got that covered

*wanders off to find Joalia*

*Wade perks up*
DP: I could go for something spicy. Been awhile since I've had anything that reminded me of sweet mother Mexico. But don't get your hopes up of it keeping me quiet.

*marla*

*I look indifferent*
I'm not a Marine first off, secondoff I understand what you're saying. I'm just saying I've had spicier than yours.

*marla*

Ouch... You got a good bite there. There not to be taken lightly.
*takes bowl*
Thanks.
*Maria* thankyou quetz *eats the curry* ... Hot, but that's delicious!
*marla* ... Phew thats hot. Oh, Martian.. We are genetically predisposed to take heat. Our ancestors lived in a former volcano...

*Marla reaches for the milk*
Ok.. You got us!

*Moves closer and bites Jake's neck softly*

*Winces and squeezes his hands a little*

*Enters his consciousness with sp00ky Daemon powers and starts sorting through his memories, starting from when he first opened the book*

*Can't help but read everything Jake did through his projected memories*

*Soldiers through and cuts the memories away and absorbs them*

*Replaces key memories with other ones and shudders again*

*Pulls away and licks the blood off Jake's neck*

Your blood tasted nic- *Pulls away and stops the bleeding with a towel* ...

*Completely pale, and with blood trickling from mouth*