Tempest sat down on the chair on the opposite side of the desk. Placing her bag on the floor beside her. Her legs not quite touching the ground. "My name is Tempest Ventus. I am an elf from the other side of the mountains. I came to hopefully enrol in your contingent." she paused. "Sir." she added onto the end. By this point, she had edged herself to the end of the chair so her legs weren't dangling helplessly.

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Lamina continued to file the paperwork into separate piles before opening a draw and removing  stack of colour coordinated files, each with data plans, *censored*ault plans, and many others titles running along the edge of them. Not looking up, but speaking warmly. "It's a nice proposal Dryac, but im not the girlfriend material." She looked up at him at this point, for one showing no emotion. " I ran away from home at an early age. I was on my own for a long time. I lost all sense of a loving emotion." Lamina picked up a smile. " I'm just not cut out for it." She spoke quickly before inserting the pages into the files.

Sumnor went through a few of the drwas in his desk, a detatched ex
pression on his face, smiling slightly when he found a file, pulling it out and dropping it on the desk in front of Tempest, "Fill these in then... And then.... I don't know, don't have people 'signing' up very often. I guess you will have to show me what you've got in the power stakes..."

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Dryac stood, dropping a folder on Lamina's desk, placing a hand on top of it so she couldn't pick it up, "I can still feel love, and in this folder are the contents of my entire history, from birth to joining this da.mned war, don't open it unless you're ready to give finding somebody ago."  He tapped his knuckles on the table, walking out, a little peeved at having to show his history to someone so close, knowing that it was horirble at every turn, each detail unbelieveable for a baby or child to have to live through, most people would vomit on finding out about it.

Lamina glanced up at Dryac as he left before looking down to the file. She placed it in a draw and locked it away with the key that hung around her neck. She would take him up on his offer, but not just yet. First she needed to finish filing Sumnor's files.

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Lilith sat down in the corner of the food hall, still amazed by the diversity of the people in there. Lilith closed her eye's and inhaled the aroma's coming from the kitchen. they where not the greatest in the world, but she found a sense of acceptance amongst them.

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Tempest Filled certain boxes with crosses and others with her information before signing it at the end in some form of ancient elfen language. Tempest sat up straight turning the page around and handing it back to Sumnor, dropping the pen on the table. "Okey then, sir, what do i need to do now?" she said smirking.

Sumnor took the form, read it once over, memorising the details, before putting it rhoguh a shredder, "Now? you stop calling me sir for one, I've always had problems with authority, never agreed with it, although you follow my orders, you don't have to talk to me any differently than you would to a friend." He drummed his fingers on the table, each time a finger-tip hit, a small shimmering of blue biotic energy as emitted, he did not do it purposefully, but he seemed to shine with the powers.

After a few, long drawn out moments of thinking, he decided it best to start off slow, "There's nothing necessary really... we just need to choose where you go in the contingent... there's troops, medics, organisers... each with a path to a higher rank."

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Xaphan, after a while, decided to go into the canteen, both from morning hunger and wanting to see Lilith,  placing one hand on the tree lilmb he was sat on, he dropped off, catching his weight before letting go to land comfortably. He walked into the mess hall, pulling up his leather hood, not yet feeling completely comfortable being around so many human looking people, in camps he normally avoided busy areas.

Walking over to where Lilith was and sitting adross the table from her, he pulled the sleeves of his jacket up, sliding his thumb thorugh the hole in one side, doing the same with each sleeve, wanting to hide as much of his blue skin as possible, before looking up at Lilith and nodding, "Good morning, Lil."

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Dryac had been told about the comotion at the gate by a p*censored*ing troop, deciding to go and see Sumnor, see what the fuss was all about. Walking through the camp, he nodded at a few of the troops in his phalancx, and a few he recognised from the day before, a few with bandages on lims, the occasional one with a bandaged Forehead.

Walking into Sumnor's office, he nodded and smiled warmly at his friend sat at the desk, before letting his gaze settle on Tempest, "You the fiery new blood that just rolled in? Some of the troops'd like to see you get into a spot of.... lets say trouble."  He pulled a woodenchair over to the side of the desk, before sitting and intertwinging his fingers, his hands resting in his lap.

Dryac stood, offering his hand to Tempest, "C'mon pretty one, I'll take you to the training grounds, you can prove your skills there, and don't forget, the person to your left is your armour, so make sure you look after the person on your right, as you are theirs." He lead her to the troops quarters, achieving a few raised eyebrows by the fact their hands were joined, Dryac not fased by the looks.

Dryac lent close to Tempet's ear and whispered, "Play along with me..."  He then stood straight, the look of a true leader on his face, "This is Tempest, she came here to be with me, if she gets injured, whether it be in battle or here, I will find the troop in here that is even remotely involved and give you the msot painful torture you can imagine... and you all know of my past." He then walked away, nodding at Tempest before leaving her to train.

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Sumnor stood, going to see Lamina, walking into her office he nodded and smiled warmly, "You know, today I have recruited a new person, spoke to a good friend in Dryac, and yet only when I see you do I smile?" He then sat on the chair across from here, "So how are you doing so far today, lamina?"

Tempest smiled at the so called 'authority' she had been given although it would mean that she would not have the full blow experience she would of originally. Tempest settled her bag down beside a tent before casually walking over to a water trough. Tempest stood in front of the trough with a smirk on her face. She formed a sphere of biotic energy in her right hand, gripping her elbow as she did so. "Well, Come on then." she yelled, before dunking her hand in the water. Upon lifting her hand out of the liquid, a stream of water followed before forming several ice blades glowing with her bionic energy.

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Lamina lifted her head up at the sound of Sumnor's voice. " I'm doing fine thanks." She replied, as she placed the rest of his files into a drawer. "Just finished actually." Lamina said as she stood up. "So, tell me about this new recruit?" she asked holding the door open.

((went on a weekend holiday.))

Celaeno had spent the night at the now practically destroyed camp. During last night, as word got out that there had been a battle and people had come to aid the wounded and suffering, she sat in a relatively central part of the camp and played a song with her guitar in mourning for those spirits who were now free. She hummed the tune softly as her hands, dirty and dried with blood, pulled and caressed the strings. Next to her sat a small pack full of looted goods off of the fallen. The people taking care of the aftermath didn't seem to mind or care. Some even scowled at her, seeing Celaeno sitting there casually playing music and stolen items an insult. But, none dare challenge those speculations.

As sleep fell upon her, Celaeno decided to stick around the camp and made rest on the outskirts unseen and not bothered. Now at the beginning of the new day, she was kicking dirt as she put on her boots. She twisted her hair in an attempt to wring her just washed hair. It wasn't often she came across free hot water. Ready to take on whatever came across her path, Celaeno decided to check out the camp's condition. Things seemed to be in better order for the innocent and survived soldiers, which helped ease her mind. As hateful as she was, she did not like to see those who have a clean slate or have dedicated their lives to protect others suffer. 

The sun rose higher as it became mid-day, and yet Celaeno had a curiosity that was unsatisfied. It wasn't ideal to go back into the city with her new possessions, and wanted to wait for things to die down. That is, if she ever goes back. In an attempt to work things out in her mind, she decides to chance following the tracks of the attackers. Celaeno exhaled as she pushed her mind to form a small particle of biotic energy that swayed around her fingers for a moment before dissipating. Then unexpectedly, a burst of energy flew out of her in what seemed a forced escape. Celaeno gasped in pain as she struggled to keep herself contained. At least she had something to defend herself if the people who attacked the camp faced her.

Sumnor stood, walking through the door, happy that Lamina wanted to walk, finding it easier to run his mind when his body was on the move. "Well her name's Tempest, and as soon as she entered the camp she got a name for herself by ticking a few troops off, something about ignoring authority.... so basically, my kind of recruit..." He thought for a few moments, clicking his fingers at odd occasions and letting a small ball of raw biotic energy fly into the soil, causing a slight up lift

"I can see her fighting for a position... she will need to kick some serious a.ss if she wants to make the troops respect her, it takes a lot for a woman to be respected in a man's role.... saying that, you should know, I was there with you from the beginning..."  Sumnor thought back, remembering the hardships Lamina had suffered before and after the age of ten, being happy he found her and helped her when he did, but feeling down that he had to stay out of it when she fought for respect, as respect could only be gained by her, true respect would not come if ordered.

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Dryac walked out, seeing Tempest stood by the water trough, making a biotic energy blade similar to those of Sumnor's, only Dryac's were mroe along the lines of Scimitars, "I like the sound of a sparring match with the new girl.... c'mon pup, let's see what you've got, see if you'd make it in my phalanx."  He twirled the biotic scimitar under each of his arms, holding it steady, waiting for Tempest to throw the first attack, something he had trained ihmself to do at ayoung age.

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Xaphan sat across the table from Lilith, his hood still pulled up, the built in cowl obscuring his features well, "So, my new found partner, what is it you wish for us to do today?"  He decided it best to allow her to decide, showing her that she ahs no leader, no highers, that she was and always will be her own woman. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a golden bracelet and handing it to her, "First thing's first though... Wear this and you can remove all of those power containment things, this allows you to control the power, boosting your willpower greatly." Xaphan had built the contraption the night before, his slender, elfen fingers moving quickly over the parts, having it done within an hour.

[[I hope it's okay to do a little character banner. I thought it would be kinda cool. XD]] 

Celaeno traveled through the heat of the day following tracks that were barely visible from the progression of time. It was an unusually hot day, and she was foolish to not take care of her water situation better before she left camp. She only carried with her a single container of water. Becoming dehydrated, Celaeno was on the lookout for water. As far as she could see had no signs of vegetation or dampened soil. She let out a frustrated huff, and cursed at herself.

"Ugh. Damn it." This is what happens when she listens to curiosity. You'd think she would have learned by now to resist the urge, but being alone and homeless reinforced her careless and bold nature.

As she walked past a drying pool of water, Celaeno almost didn't notice it wasn't a mirage. With a double-take, she hopped back and looked at the pool. Even as thirsty as she was, she wasn't about to ignorantly slurp still water without examining it. With little surprise, decaying bits of vermin lay in the pool.

Disappointed, Celaeno took out her pent in anger on the pool. She felt sometimes she could only control her biotic powers when she was upset. This wasn't altogether true, but maybe she only thought so because while being angry she was prepared for the amount of biotic energy to burst out from her limbs. The pool splattered erratically as she tried to focus her energy, but to no avail. Just as soon as she summoned the energy, it fringed into pieces and disappeared. While she then felt she may never actually control her energy, she left the ruined pool and loosely followed the tracks again. 

((i'm as.suming no auto-hits)) 

Tempest snarled at the remark, she didn't like anyone commenting on her hight. Comment on her for being an elf, sure it was annoying, but any qoute about her being small, whether it be intentional or not, it ticked her off greatly. The guard that morning had found that out the hard way. Tempest flexed her free hand and an orb of water formed another ice blade. Tempest darted diagonally and kick jumped off it to get into a better position before throwing the newly formed blade as it changed shape into a boomerang glowing a bright icy blue. Tempest landed and skided with her hand running along the ground, watching as it curved towards her target.

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Lilith smiled as she accepted the gift from Xaphan. "Thank-you." she said, taking the neatly crafted charm and fastening it to her wrist. 

double post

Dryac swung the tip of his energy made katana-scimitar, slicing it down the middle, before forming a small ball of rather powerful biotic energy, huring it at the left thigh of Tempest as she landinded, back-flipping himself, landing like an a.ssa.ssin rather than a warrior, his feet firmly planted with both hands between his feet, to add balance, "You have to do better than boomerangs, young one."

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Xaphan tugged at the cowl of his hood, making sure it was firm, before allowing his fingers to search in his sleeve, running his fingers over the cut that Lamina had sealed, smiling at the feeling of a neatly healed scar, straight, no bumps, his elfen blood healing him faster. "So... what do you wish to do today?"

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((Sumnor?..))

Lamina looked up at sumnor before smiling. "I'ts nearly been ten years, hasn't it?" she questioned. "Time sure does fly p*censored*ed." She paused, retracking what she had just said. it wasn't actually true, the battle between biotic and new race had seemed to have gone on forever.

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Lilith looked at the head peace in her hands she had been given several years back. "I'm not entirely sure, i feel it would be inapropriate to not as.sist anyone here." She spoke calmly, before returning the gemmed piece to her fore-head.

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Tempest nearly managed to dodge the attack before it nicked her calf. She cursed as she landed, it did not hurt nearly as much as she had expected, he must have been holding back. Tempest looked down at the icy shard now in her hands before throwing it back to the trough, transforming it to a stream of water before it slipped gracefully over the top of the water growing in size as all of the liquid merged together with the glow of biotic energy at the centre of it. The large orb of water return to tempest swiftly before she slammed her fists to the earth beneath her. The water spread out evenly across the ground forming a disc that stretched to where the other troops and observers that had gathered  to watch the scrimmage between one of the highest ranking officers and the elf girl. 

Tempest grazed her hands across the now, wet or more or less, damp floor. she instantaneously formed two identical blades that coated her little fingers and slashed the straps to her sandals off, allowing her feet to be placed firmly on the ground.

Temest made a circular motion with her foot still on the ground that caused a static jolt of blue biotic energy to freeze a path that headed towards Dryac.

Dryac took that moment to his advantage, filling each and every one of his knuckles with biotic energy, before punching heavily in the path, causing a crack to form and a large jutting up to be formed, heading straight for her middle. "This is where things get interesting! let's see who you choose to dodge..." Dryac then hopped up onto the jut, sprinting down it and ca tching up with the end, leaping through the air and twirling a kick towards the head of Tempest, she could dodge either the Jut or his kick, but it was practically impossible to dodge both.

Dryac noted the ex
pression on Tempest's face before he had started his final move, he knew she had realised he was holding back, he was, secretly testing her, waiting for the moment he could try one of his double moves, intereted to see how the new girl would react.

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Sumnor nodded slightly, his tongue against his teeth, "It has been ten years...I can't believe that... that would mean I'm 23 now wouldn't it? hmm, now that I can't believe, years sure do creep on you... now I'm left not sure where my life is going, i do war, and settling, what will I do when the war is ended? what will I do when my future suffers? what will I do when it is only my father I have as family?"  Sumnor had been thinking these things for a while now, and it was a great relief to finally get them off his chest.

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Xaphan laughed slightly, pulling his cowl up just enough so he could see Lamina, "There is nobody that needs a.ssistance in this camp, there never was, I've never helped apart from spy work and fighting, all we need do for now is have fun and enjoy our time."

((Lilith, not Lamina.))

Tempest had already surged enough biotical energy into the water amongst the playing field.Realising the quick oncoming jut, tempest smiled. She may have been incompetent at landing an attack on Dryac, but she was at an advantage when it came to dodging. The first hit he landed was due to her lack of focus, but now she had everything she needed to keep her mind on track. However her next move would require precise precision as a great deal of energy was needed. 

She dropped to her knees and with her leg outstretched she spun round. A wave of Water formed to intersected the jut and froze into a slope. It was redirected to where her head once was.

As Dryac's foot by-p*censored*ed where her head once was at immense speed, she clapped her hands together shooting pin missiles of pure biotic energy. This was not her original intention, but by now, already she realised there was a slim chance of defeating him.

Tempest winced as the shower of pins missed him.