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    OC;;
    She shook her head quickly something the blade to her belt. "It force of habit to keep it in hand. " Truth be told the first time she had run across a Sand Walker and was approached it had tried to make her son, who at the time was three, a snack. So, of course she did stab the Sand Walker, more or less. "You won't be stabbed not from myself at least. As I said it's force of habit to have it in hand." She turned towards her son once again pulling him behind her legs. Another habit of hers.


    Nanette glanced around at the two. It was odd she, herself, was accustomed to any of this and hadn't noticed them being trailed or the fact that Hosanna had the weapon in her hands. In all honesty she felt rather useless when it came down to it. Between that and her leg, which seemed to ache less and less with every passing minute she knew she wasn't much of a use being around. Though she was going to suck it up. Being new she had to learn these things one way or another.



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    Akemi grins, amused by the mother immensely.
    "They must have some sort of inhuman creature with them, to follow the sent of Nanette's blood for this long," he smirks, glancing over at Nan. "You must really be something, you foolish little thing. Everything within 40 miles is tracking us, it would appear..." he glances down the path, knowing it was going to get much worse. A band of s*x slave traders would be the least of their worries in a few "days" from now.
    Looking back over at the mother and her child, he focuses on Hosanna.
    "Why were you sent down here?" He asks, almost politely

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    OC;;
    In return Nan stuck her tongue out him. It was as if she had been asking for this to be their fate. At his question she turned back to looking at the mother, a curious glint lighting up her eyes. The question had been nagging at the back if her mind herself, but she felt it rude to ask.


    Hosanna ran her fingers through her son's hair rustling it up so it stood up at different angles. "Consort with an Angel," she murmured smiling back at Travon. "He was set to death at His hands and I down here, in Hell." She said matter-of-factly. "Or, they referred to it as, treason." A short shrug rose and fell her shoulders. That was many years ago. The raggedy woman had grown to live with her choices and accept them. If she didn't she would have been driven mad down here and the two would have died long ago. She didn't bother in returning the question. He hadn't hurt them yet so it didn't seem to matter. If he wished to open up about his past then so be it, but it was her place to pry.


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    Akemi's eyes narrow, looking between Travon and Hosanna. Yes, the resemblance was there, and the child bore no other signs of being inhuman.
    "Whose child is he?" Akemi asks, his voice suddenly much colder. He wouldn't be carting around any child who could potentially be like his sister- the punishment for failure there was much too high, surely.
    In the distance, however, comes the sounds of some kind of horn being blown three times, and Akemi's attention becomes completely focused on that.
    "Oh that's just perfect. They're not slave traders. They just have a harem. We're dealing with idiots who hunt sand walkers. And by the looks of things, they've been at least partially successful of they were able to track me so sucessfully. They have a sand walker with them."

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    "You are bound by your word, Sand Walker," was her answer. Although she felt no guilt for there was no deceit. The Walker had just failed to ask questions before giving his word. As the horns blew her hand flew down to the sheathed blade. Even in what little light there was it seemed to shine and glow. "Hide the kids. I don't care what you think of my son, but he will not die here. You will keep him safe along with the girl." She hissed. Kids meaning Nanette and her son. May be one was less of a child, but in her book experience was what made your age.



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    Akemi looks over at her, frowning. It was useless to give her away first, if she planned on using the blade.
    "Go with them. I'll whistle if I need anything. They're after me, so ita best for them to believe I'm alone. I doubt the sand walker will share much willingly.... at least I'm hoping."

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    "I have taken down a number of your kind. A number you wouldn't believe. You can't expect me to run away with my tail between my legs, honey." Her voice sneered. "If this turns out badly you would have broken your oath to my son. And I'm sure an oath you made to that girl. If they lose you it is the death of an innocent six year old boy and the death of yet another innocent woman. Now, you are going to march over to them and hide or so help me." She faded point the tip of the silver blade at the Sand Walker. She had taken to liking the kid, in all honesty, though she knew he wasn't a kid. None the less she was going to treat him as such.


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    Akemi's eyes glow red for a second or two, before going back to Scarlet, resisting the urge to back hand this woman across the face.
    "You don't understand. If there is a sand walker with them, it'll be able to smell me anywhere in this general area, no matter how many humans there are. But if there is a large number of humans, it won't be able to smell you. If you stay with them, it will be safer for them and you- at least initially. It's pointless for both us to be taken in a trap if there is one and-" Akemi suddenly stops short, visibly tensing and looking over to the right of the woman, throwing his arm in front of her head. A black, barbed arrow buries itself deep into his upper arm half a second later, causing Akemi to say some very dirty things in Japanese

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    IC;;
    Nanette found herself stuck in place while tears began to pool in the boys eyes. She had glanced up only to see his arm become impaled by the arrow. The blood left her face turning her pale in the face. "Akemi..." She murmured. What little temper she had began to flare up and her eyes narrowed.


    "Hosanna get over here, now." The blonde woman suddenly snapped. "Akemi, are you going to be alright?" Once the fight was over and they were safe for the moment she had a faint idea as to how to take care of such an injury that is if he was close enough to being human.


    The mother was shocked by her outburst and slowly made her way over to the two.
    OOC;;
    [Sorry for the last posting, I haven't been home all day. My family and I went swimming. ]
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    Akemi yanks the arrow back out, wincing slightly. His wound would heal fast enough, but not in the fifteen or so minutes they had. He glances in the direction the arrow come from, visibly tense.
    "It just needs a bandage is all. I'll be fine. But now I do need help," he says, not meeting eyes with any of them. Showing weakness was very dangerous down here- people could and would use any information to survive. Glancing over at Nan, he grins.
    "Do you know how to shoot a gun, miss Nanette? "

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    Her pale eyes widened at his question, "Er, not particularly." There had never been need for weaponry so to say she even had a vague concept as to how a firearm worked was a lie. "Look, I don't think I'd be reliable anyways. I'd only get you further injured."


    Hosanna glared in their direction, "You want the girl to help you?" She sneered.
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    [Hai!]
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    (Yes???? O.o)
    Akemi turns to Hosanna, his eyes gleaming.
    "Just shut your mouth for one moment, woman, and I will address you. Unfortunately, I need you to help me now, but if they're fighting with arrows, someone has to take down the archers. We can fight all the people swinging swords at us we want, but it only takes one good shot to have your end be an arrow through the head, alright?" His temper had finally flared up completely, and when he was wounded, his darker half took control completely. the remains of his more human side wouldn't appear at all when it came to pain

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    IC;;
    Nanette could blame him for his temper flaring at the given time. They all were, to some degree, scared in there own way herself included. But she couldn't help flinching the moment he finally snapped. Taking a deep breath she straightened herself up. If he needed help she was going to do her best. "Mr.Akemi," she stared "I can't guarantee I can do much, but tell me what to do and I will do it to the best of my abilities." He had saved her now it was her turn to start to repay that debt.


    The dark haired woman stood there in shock. She couldn't believe she was being talked to in such a manner, but then again she kept her trap shut.


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    [I was just saying hi.... ^_^ ]
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    (Isn't hai "yes" in Japanese? :))
    Akemi looks at Nanette, grateful that she wasn't like a few of the other women he had tried to drag through this hell hole.
    "You've never once shot anything before?" Had the world changed so much that the girl really didn't know even the very basics of how to defend herself? "What do you know, then?" Akemi glances behind him, beginning to be able to hear noises of men talking, and the begging of what was probably the sand walker.

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    IC;;
    She shook her head in response to the first question. Back in school her history classes talked about what went on before the Angels reign. And ever so briefly had they touch on the weapons used it create such chaos, but it was brief and a few years prior. "Absolutely nothing," she replied sheepishly. "I've only ever heard of such weapons. Nothing more." There hadn't been a need for such trivial matters as war or fighting up above.


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    [I guess so. I was trying to type 'hi' and autocorrect said 'hai'... ::) XD
    Sorry!]
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    (There's nothing to apologize for :))
    Akemi nods, looking kind of zoned out for a second, the scent of blood that wasn't his own filling his nostrils.
    "Then I'll teach you. But they're very close, so hide. Take the boy with you," he says, as more black arrows pepper the sand around them. None are even close to as well aimed as the first, so as the first human figures appear on the dune behind them, Akemi realizes that they're just trying to scare the humans that are with them. Particularly the child.

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    Nanette found herself nodding before dragging the child with her to hide. The child wasn't screaming, he wasn't teary-eyes. Instead he was silent. A skill Hosanna had taught him when he was finally able to walk on his own. Be quiet and they might live to see another day. Of course that's not what he understood it as, but that was the mother's philosophy.


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    [Alrighty... Anyways, how's a goin'?]
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    (Eating ice cream, so very good :) you?)
    Akemi turns to face the humans as they get closer, most dressed in rags and a few pieces of armor. A couple hold bows but the rest hold knives or the occasional sword, and while they first seemed to be many, there only ends up being fifteen or so on the crest of the dune.
    "Where's the sand walker?" Akemi yells across to them, worried more that the sand walker was fighting willing with these men than anything else.

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    IC;;
    Before having hobbled into hiding she murmured, "Be safe," while passing the Sand Walker. As of now the three were huddled together in hiding. They were silent as they listened to the on goings outside of their hiding place waiting for it to be over with.


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    [Pretty good. I haven't gotten up to do much today and procrastinating on my homework so... Yup. |^_^'|
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    (That's pretty much the summary of my life)
    The group slowly makes it way down the hill, their weapons at the ready.
    "She's under control," one of the men hisses, wary around Akemi, his eyes narrowed. "If you give us what youhave with you, we'll let you go." The man's voice is barely steady, and he cowers when Akemi starts to laugh.
    "You're new to this. All of you are. You caught one sand walker while she was still suffering during the blood moon and think it'll be that easy with the rest of us. You've never actually seen how a sand walker fights, wounded or no." Akemi's eyes glow faintly red, a grin toying at his lips. "If I were you, I'd turn around. I don't kill cowards."