(( Lolz 8D Let's skip towards morning okay? I've got the scene all planned out))

Bled, eyes exhausted, stares at the morning sun rises, blanketing everything with brilliant hues of gold and orange, traces of yellow, burgundy, and ruby flashing over the dead life of the planet. Yawning, Bled starts as a large crack sounds. Omens immediately jumps over and pins down Blayde, Daggir, and Cobri with a spell. "Silence!" Bled yowled over the combined screeching, hissing, and general chaos of the encounter. Blayde glared furiously at Omens. "Give ussss the bag... We will reward you... greatly" He hissed softly. With a flurry of movement, Cobri withdraws a delicate black choker, with black roses on the side. Omens gasped, eyes riveted towards the choker. Understanding Omens weakness for pretty, but impractical things, Bled slyly blocks her view, and raises his eyebrow. "Tell you what. I'll play a game with you. Poker. If I win, you give Omens the choker, and we keep the bag. I lose, you can take the bag and my life. We tie, I hand over the bag in exchange for the choker. Deal?" He asks coldly. Grinning, The aerix reply simultaneously, "What if you cheat? How can we trussst you?" Nodding, Bled smiled. "We both conjure decks and we alternate cards in between the decks. That way, if we both cheat, it'll still be fair." With a wave, Omens conjured a deck of cards, with a delicate crescent moon on the back. Blayde waves his hand too, and a seemingly identical pack of cards appear, but inscribed with a blade. "Let ussss shuffle." Blayde and Bled smirk, and shuffle. 

Siame looked at Bled carefully, unsure of his chances of sucess, before turning away. He had heard very little about Bled's gambling skills, but he was sure he was good.

Croma opened her eyes again, then stretched, yawning widely. The dirt beolow her was wet with tears, and she hurriedly rubbed her paw over it to obscure it. She stood up on her hind legs, stretching her back, twisting and turning, when suddenly, she was pinned to the ground. Siame stood on all fours above her, his paws pinning her arms down. His fury was plain in his eyes.
"You're insane! You could have died! And did you think about me? Or Omens?"
Croma averted her gaze, upset and guilty now. Her voice was raspy as she spoke, but it cleared with use.
"I'm sorry, Siame. Its just, when I get offended...."
She broke off, anger suddenly flaring n her. She kicked Siame in the gut, and he landed only a foot or two away. Croma stood up, drawing her staff.
"Who healed me? You know I'd rather heal myself!"
Siame stood up, drawing his staff as well.
"It was me! And if I hadn't, you would have died, but I guess that you wouldn't have cared, so long as your filthy pride was untainted! So, what? I should have let you die? Left you here to perish?"
He turned and started walking away, but Croma barked quickly.
"Siame! You coward! Get back here and finish what you started!"
He turned halfway, then slid his staff back onto his back, then bounded away on all fours. Croma, in her anger, just turned her back.

((Wow. Long post of anger. Poor Croma. Knowing what she knows, it must have killed her.))

Several hours later, Bled and Blayde took a short break, pausing when both could not take the continuous tying anymore. Calling a break, Bled and Blayde sat down, wiping sweat from their eyes.Sighing, Bled grinned at Blayde, who grinned back. “I’m positive you’re cheating” Blayde chuckled, and stretched, taking a sip of healing water. Grinning, Bled shot back playfully, “If I was cheating, you most certainly were too!” Both guys mock glared at each other, then dissolved into laughter. “Let’s stop poker, we’ll solve this with a simple game of rock-paper-scissors.” Blayde suggested, winking. Bled, raising his eyebrows, replied, “Well, if you insist...” Both chanted together. “Rock, paper, scissors... SHOOT!” Bled’s paw was contorted into a rock, while Blayde had scissors. “Dangit!” Blayde complained, and shook his head like a berrok ridding itself of irksome flies. “Well, you win. Here” He sighed, and tossed Bled a small bag. Bled, catching it with surprise, asked, “What is this? I only bet on the single choker.” EYes widening, Blayde grinned, apparently amused. “ Yeah... but here, listen to me, women are scarcely pleased with one. We can’t sell these chokers anyways, the blooming duchess we ‘borrowed’ them from would have our heads. Fortunately for you, she dislikes ebilia’s with a P*censored*ION. Even place her in the same room with ONE ebilia, she’ll leave immediately, so I think you’re quite safe” Glancing at the bag, Bled pulled one out, this one with a black lace chain, but in the center was a red ruby with a silver dragon engraved in the center. 

Omens, witnessing the argument between Croma and Siame, decided against stepping in. If people helped others get over fights, no relationship would be established between the 2. Best let them work it out alone. Besides, why did Bled risk his life for a trinket...? I never thought he’d want something owned by the girl I thought was my friend, but she wasn’t.... Was it for me? Do I mean that  much to him? How did he know I have a p*censored*ion for chokers? Omens mind was in a frenzy, as her thoughts strayed towards Bled, chokers, and the Duchess.

(( I'll keep them... if I can find a way to get them back o3o))

Omens, smiling sadly, gently patted Croma's back. "IF he truly loves you, he'll come back. IF your relationship is as close as you say, nothing will break that. Let him have a guy talk. I'll talk to Bled about it. He might help him.. He understands what you 2 have been through, seeing as both of us have been through several years of arguments." Sighing, Omens blinked back tears as she watched Bled smile and banter with Blayde. "What is that fool doing? Why's he holding that bag...?" Omens trailed off gasping. "No way! He won!? Bled is the absolute WORST gambler ever! The only way he could've won is by Rock Paper Scissors! How did he win the poker game?!" She whispered hoarsely 

Croma put a hand on Omens' shoulder, smiling at her math remark.
"Well, the risk is behind us. For now, let us just be happy that he has won."
She glanced back in the direction that Siame had run, and drooped slightly, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
Please, be safe, Siame.

I should have just let her die. With the thanks I got, it would have been better.
Siame was thinking with the rhythm of his running.His back arched with every step, and anger fueled his headlong rush. He had not looked back since he had started his run, nor had he thought of anyything but running, but when he saw his destination ahead, his mind had wandered. He slowed, then eventually stopped, stepping a few steps on his hind legs as he rose while momentum still carried him forward.

Before him was the Portal Nexus. A three sided pyramid, it had one side for every one of the other three planets.
It survived. It actually survived.
He put a hand on the edge between Reiflem and Atquati, then walked around to the other side.
Scria. I believe that's where they were. Yes, it is.
He reached into his coat's pocket and pulled out a light blue ribbon, softer than silk. He had obtained it from a friend with his dying breath, and Siame had treasured the Kioka ribbon since.
I'll show Croma how much I care. I couldn't get her anything to prove my love last time, but I can now.
With that thought, he stepped throught the portal, into Scria.

((Dun dun duuuuuuun. XD Let's hurry the other up, but not rush them. Kay? I need a black female Ebilia before I can go much further with Siame.))