2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: Its beautiful though

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "and I know one of the tribal leaders, he will give us aid.."

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: Don't you mean head gurilla leader?

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *watches between Tarron and Warfox as the two men talk, shaking her head* you two sound like an old married couple

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *smirks* "you could say that, but thye prefer to be called tribal leaders, if you know whats good for you, and they also have very skilled medics."

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *finally realizes that she was still bleeding a little from the slice she had given herself earlier. barely listening to the men as she licks the blood off of her arm and hand*

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: I bet *rests his head back on the cargo netting*

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: " ibet we could get some extra gun slingers to get us along as well, so what do you say?"

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: I think we're fine right now but ya never know what may come up...

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hey I'm just a thief... if you two have this so well thought out then what the hell do you need with me?

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "we might need you to help us steal something.."

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *blinks and raises an eyebrow* steal what?

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: To be exact a very valuable sometning

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you two plot while I'm passed out don't you...

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: *laughs and jokes* No we're telepathic and we'e plotting right now...

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "its more like i just observe and listen."

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you both can be creepy...

2005-11-07 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *points at Tarron.* "he plots..."

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: yeah you have a point there... *playfully pokes Warfox in the forehead*

2005-11-07 [Averon]: Tarron: If I didn't plot who would?

2005-11-07 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I think both of you are having fun with my mind right now..

2005-11-10 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "Are we almost there?"

2005-11-10 [Averon]: Tarron: There is a storm coming it will delay us about two hours *and sure enough the howling winds could be heard*

2005-11-10 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *rolls her eyes* like no one has ever been stuck in the middle of a storm before... of course this will be the first time stuck on a boat for me.. *looks around slightly edgy*

2005-11-10 [Averon]: Tarron: I for one don't trust this boat

2005-11-10 [crowfeather]: Crimson: do you mind?? *flings a wadded up paper ball at the man's head*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: One thing is fur sure *closes his eyes* Its going to get interesting...

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: think you need to be smacked around a couple of times... *shakes her head and hugs her knees as she watches the rain come down, unable to help remembering all of the times she had been on the street while it was raining. her clothes completely soaked through and all of the dry spots would normally be taken by the other homeless in the area causing her to spend hours walking through the wet*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: *the rain reminded him of something too..It was one of those 'Regular' asignments when he would just have to wait for his target. Rain fell hard all over the ground as he watched through his scope for the target, th was using a 22 silenced so that the noise wouldn't be heard in the city. He was on a rooftop the coldest he could ever remember, so cold that he was afraid if he got up his bones would break. But he laid there for 59 hours without food but definately not without water. Chills ran down his back from just simpily recalling this memory. But what was even worse than that was that the target never showed up...This is why Tarron was brutally 'Punished' for 5 years.*

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I'll be back.. *without another word she steps out and into the rain, walking with her hands in her pockets to the far end of the ferry where there was hardly any shelter. ends up pulling out a pack of cigerettes from her pocket and lights up, taking a drag and slowly letting it out watching the smoke mix with the rain water. the water began to caus her clothing to cling to her body but it was obvious that she didn't really care, she just needed to be away from people for a bit*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: *gathers the energy to walk into the rain also but about 6 feet away from Crimson. He was wearing only pants not even a pait of boots. He just watched the storm rage on, the white tops of the waves rock the boat gently.* Ya know * he stares off into the rain* Those will kill you

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *holding the cigerette between her lips* a lot of things can kill me.. but I'm not dead yet... *glances at him* you should be in the truck resting you know... *walks over and pushes him back to the truck*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: I feel fine *turns around* but if you incist *he steps inside the canvas back of the truck and lays down on the cago netting. He falls asleep but falls into a nightmare, the worst one he had ever had before one of his 'Punishment' he could feel them slice at his body. Lacurate his arms and pout boiling salt water into his wounds, the poisoned and sometimes even virus infected foor that they gave him often. He didn't diserve it in his mind but he knew not why they treated him soo. He moaned and cringed in his sleep, once in awhile his body would jold from a sudden shock of pain.*

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and shakes her head after taking a drag of her cigerette, moving over to where he was and shakes him slightly* Tarron... wake up.... *slowly lets the smoke out before leaning down and whispering into his ear* i'm the stars in the night, the light in the darkness... I'll always be here bro... rest...

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: *shakes slightly wishing that it would just go away and leave him be he didn't want this. But it wasn't his choice. He opened his eyes slowly just enough to see her. He smiled and fell back asleep*

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs as he goes back to sleep, taking a drag from her cigerette and slowly letting it out as she watched the rain fall. softly to herself* and so it has begun...

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: *finally the ferry docked and while Tarron and Warfox were asleep in the back of the truck, she drove the vehicle off of the vessle and onto a little more solid ground in the rain*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: *wakes up after being thrown off of the cargo netting that he was sleeping on. This is signaled by a loud thud* Ouch!

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smirks but keeps her mouth shut*

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: *sits in the passangers seat* Yeah so was the storm of any major accourance?

2005-11-11 [crowfeather]: Crimson: depends on the point of view

2005-11-11 [Averon]: Tarron: It does *sits back in the chair* I'm going to try and get some rest

2005-11-13 [G:/enesis~]: (End of this chapter)

2005-11-14 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *steps off the dock, and looks at the big city, as he makes his way to the street.*

2005-11-14 [G:/enesis~]: *two men in black suits and black sun shades approach him.* "Tafia...we have some information for you...Warfox was here, and he has friends. we'll explain more in the car." *they get in a car and drive away.*

2005-11-16 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith leans agains a warehouse, watching the exchange from behind dark glasses. Nonchalantly, she tosses the apple she was eating on the ground, then starts her motorcycle and follows the car.

2005-11-17 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *the car stops a couple of miles away next to an abandoned warehouse, as tafia steps out, and is led by the men into the old building.* "make this quick..."

2005-11-25 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith : *idles cycle behind a van, peering through it as she watches the men carry Tafia inside. After a moment, she turns her cycle off and approaches the building.

2005-11-26 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *syands inside, listening listening to the men talk, with his hand resting on his modern day katana in its sheeth in his back.* "gentlemen, lets get to business shall we?"

2005-11-26 [G:/enesis~]: *the men hand him an envelope, and are a little jumpy.* "the U.N. wants you back Tafia...your a multi-million dollar experiment to them. no we have orders to take you with us back to the nearest base. and thanks to the scientist, we now have a control radio. you see they wouldnt have risked loosing you unless they could control you idiot!!" *the man pulls ut a remote walkie talkie and gives an order into it.* "you will come with them to the base."

2005-11-26 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith muses for a moment, then proceeds to attach her silencer onto her small gun. That done, she waits, silently, around the corner.

2005-11-26 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks up at them with a sadistic smirk, as he slides his katana out of its sheeth.* "its seems you humans have never learned... I only take orders from Mother..and she says kill you.."

2005-11-26 [G:/enesis~]: *multiple screams of pain can be heard coming from the warehouse, and the sound of blood splattering, then silence..*

2005-11-26 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks out of the warehouse, and gets in their car while reading the envelope.*

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *Chuckles, then puts her small gun away. She walks up to the car, and taps on the window*

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *turns and looks at her with a blank stare.*

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *gestures towards the inside of the car* "May I?"

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *unlocks her door.*

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *slides onto the seat* "I hear you know how to find Warfox. Is this correct?"

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *shrugs as he looks at her.* "I may.."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *retrieves photograph from a pouch on her hip* "And what about him?" *hands photograph to him*

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks at the photo, and then back up at her.* "who is this?"

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *lofts an eyebrow* "An old, er, comrade of mine, and of yours."

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *puts the car into gear.* "I need a name.."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *sighs* "I, uh, suppose Franz Wilkins won't mean anything to you ... "

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *stares at her blankly.* "i cant say it does.."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: "Franz Wilkins; scientist, formerly of the UN ... " *turns to look at him, slightly amused*

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: "I have heard of him before..what do you want him for?"

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *slowly licks her lips* "He owes me something..."

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *gets a mere look on his face as if thinking something., as he glares into her eyes.* "I dont do favors."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *a smile teases the corner of her lips* "I didn't say anything about a favour.."

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *gives her a sadistic smirk..* "Im on a mission, i dont have time for detours..."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith * shakes her head* "I only want to know where he is located...the rest I can do on my own..."

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: "my guess is that he is either somewhere around here, or he is at the shamen platform."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *frowns* "Your guess is not good enough." *opens the door and jumps out, disappearing in the shadows of a nearby building*

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirks as he starts to drive away.* "if only she knew how good my guess was..."

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *hiding in the shadow, she smiles as the car drives away. After a moment, she looks down at the envelope in her hands*

2005-11-27 [dead~spirit]: *suddenly she notices the car drives off the road and crash's, it was put in gear, and abandoned..*

2005-11-27 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *narrows her eyes, then strides over to her cycle, stashing the envelope in her pouch* "Interesting ... "

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *drops fro the roof above onto her motor cycle. he glares at her as he starts it up.* "you shouldnt leave your keys with your vehicle, it makes stealing very easy..but then again I dont need to tell you about stealing now do I? Most people I would kill for attempting to steal from me..."

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *smirks* I knew you wouldn't leave me ... *waves the envelope at him" Want it back?

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *rebs her cycles engine, and mocks her.* "do you want it back?"

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *the corner of her lips curl up slightly* "I have others..."

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirks, as he holds out a folded paper..its the one that was in the envelope.* "well thats good because i really like this one.."

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *smiles broadly* "You know," *hands him the empty envelope* "I expected more in meeting you."

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *raises an eye brow. as he smiles at her.* "how so?"

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *continues to smile at him* "The rumours said you were, oh, how do I put this? Er, they always referred to you as, uh, a looker." *leans against the building*

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirks* "a looker huh?"

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *nods* "That's what I heard ... "

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *moves his silver hair out of his eyes.* "and who told you that?"

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *laughs lightly* "Just a little birdie, that's all..."

2005-11-28 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *puts her motor cycle into gear.* "well I must be going now."

2005-11-28 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *nods, smiling* "Of course ... "

2005-11-29 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: "see that you dont have any other source of transportation, care to come along?"

2005-11-29 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith:: *cants her head* "Do I dare trust you?" *she chuckles*

2005-11-29 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: "well im affraid im on a sort of time limit here, so..."

2005-11-29 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith : *lofts a brow* "Oh?" *chuckles and swings her leg over the side of the cycle behind Tafia* "Well, then.."

2005-11-29 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *drives for Shamen Platform.* "so what is your specialty?"

2005-11-29 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: "Specialty?"

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *turns right down a dark alley.* "I know you are, or were Military, now what did you do?"

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *chuckles* "I'm a mercenary..or, assassin.."

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *Smirks, as he stops in the dark alley.* "well get along just fine then."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *cants her head* "Oh? Is that so?"

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *steps off her motor cycle, and walks over to a garage door.* "Well i would hope so, if not, i would have to kill you."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *swings her leg over the cycle* "You could try.." *smiles*

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks her head to toe.* "i wouldnt want to ruine such a beautiful body. besides..there would be no point for me to right now."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith *smirks, crossing her arms across her chest* "Interesting..." *lofts a brow* "And, what may I ask, is behind door number one?"

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *opens the garage door, and pulls a sheet off of a hidden futuristic motorcycle.* "always have a backup plan."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *chuckles* "Of course.." *she shakes her head, causing a strand of hair to fall across her face. she blows at it, then pushes it behind an ear*

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks at the sky outside, and envites her in.*

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *stands up and takes a few steps, to get inside*

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *shuts the garage door behind her.* "there is a hurrican coming, we'll have to stay put for tonight."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *takes a few more steps inward, unzipping her jacket* "How bad's it supposed to be?"

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks up, and closes his eyes. as if listening to someone talk.* "its going to get rough tonight.."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *smirks* "Right..and we're staying in a garage?"

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *extends his hand to her.* "no, were entering a house through a garage.."

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *nods* "Of course." *she walks up to Tafia, smiling*

2005-11-30 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *leads into a door, and closes it behind them.*

2005-11-30 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *murmurs : * "it's dark."

2005-12-02 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *after waiting the worst of the storm out, he drives out of the garage, on his motor cycle, heading towards the shamen platform.*

2005-12-02 [dead~spirit]: *end of this chapter.*

2005-12-02 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *wakes up the next morning, drenched, leaning against a building. Dried tears coat her cheeks. Gruffly, she stands, and heads back to get her cycle*

2005-12-04 [Furor Scribendi]: Ailith: *after getting her cycle, she heads over to Eilondrie*

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: >>>>>>>>>>>>End of chapter>>>>>>>>>.

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks into the city, as if he knows where he is going.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *follows behind him looking around as she did

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *makes his way around the corner of a street, and stops halfway.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *stops when he does "where are we?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *slides a card in a slot next to a garage door, and opens it.* "a safe house.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods "i see.... yours? or someone you have to kill?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks in, and pulls the cover off a black motorcycle, as he looks around, and then shuts the door behind them.* "mine.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: walking in behind him, eyes going wide at the motorcycle "wow! thats awsome!"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *presses a button on it, and the motorcycle opens up. he pulls out a map, and closes the compartment.* "dont touch anything....."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *pouts "your not fun!!!" she spoke looking around

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *points to the couch.* "you can sleep there if you want.. there is a rifle under it, incase anything bad happens."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna *giggle "oh? the couch? psh your no fun in that area either.... fine" she walks over an plops down on the couch her legs hanging over one of the arms of the couch

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks into his room, and shuts the door.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *closes her eyes and lightly sleeps

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks out of his room, and grabs a bottle of water from the fridge.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *is sleeping on the couch still

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks over, and sets a bottle of water next to her on the table, and walks outside.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *wakes up watching him a minute before turning an going back to sleep

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *standing outside, he looks up at the moon, and feels the rain falling on his face.* "what would you have me do?"

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *is sleeping soundly in the room

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks in soaked, as he takes his trenchcoat off, and walks towards a computer on the farend of the room.*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna : *looks at him "you know you can catch a cold in the rain"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirks at her.* "I wish i could.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: you cant get a cold?

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks back at the computer as he types.* " I cant get anything....I cant get sick... I cant get hungry... I cant die unless killed.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna *is confused but shrugs it off an lays back down "umm ok"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *talks to himself as he types.* "what a experience it would be. to be a mortal."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *lays there with her hands behind her had and her legs proped up... on leg crossed over the other

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks back at her.* "im surprised your even still alive.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna : *laughs "an why is that, next to you im the nosams top assassin.... why is it such a suprize?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirks* "your inexperienced, and have a lack of defence."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna : you read me wrong, i was gonna end that... before you stepped in

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smiles.* "im sure you were.....it lloked to me as if you been overwhelmed.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: really how so? the bitch was dieing, the espionge dude was gone, that guy with the freaky braclets seem to pass out after the bitch touch those things, an heh the guy with the sword who claimed hes my dad" laughs " he could barley hold his sword... yea i was sooooo over whealmed"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *smirked.* "that man could have easily ended that fight with you.... and have you ever wondered if he was your father?"

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *laughing "yea ok, he just wanted to save his own ass.... an what make you so sure he could of ended it?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks at her with that emotionless stare.* "that move he was about to make.. I seen it before.... when i was fighting him. Its a powerful attack..."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna : *looks at him confused "wha? a move, he could barly hold his sword let alone swing it.. i dont get where your comeing from"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *that sword he weilded has a energy of its own.. that when used.. would restore his bodies energy, and fire a powerful attack. and why dont you think he's your father?"

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *shrugs "why would he be? the nosams said my dad died in the war...

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *turns the screen of the computer towards her, as he gets up, and walks into his room.* "Do you believe everything the Nosams tell you?"

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *sits up an looks towards the computer screen

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: *she see's a picture of Snowolf, and her. along with hospital records, and birth information..*

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *jumps up "no.. your lieing... thats lieing... the nosams wouldnt lie!!!!" she yelled walking to a window an watching the rain

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *talking from his room, with the door open.* "there hasnt been one time as far back as i can remember, when the Nosams told the truth..."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *sighs "if what your saying is true? then... why am i the way i am? was i always like this? or did they make me?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: "i wasnt always like this you know... I once had black hair, and was good with a rifle.... I loved my job..  I was a operator in the Army, with a very close knitted team.. there was one in particular I can remember...  I remember him always showing me pictures of this little girl..."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *confused "little girl? what you talking about?"

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *a partner of mine.. he had a wife, but they werent ready to have a child yet.. but his best friend had a daughter, and my partner trained her to fight at a early stage... he was always bragging about her."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods "i see" she said sitting down "Well good for him" she said, still confused about everything

2006-01-04 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *his friend who had the daughter, was the pilot of our chopper for most missions.. although he did his share of special forces as well... well anyways.. my partner was said to be the best duel wielder in the world.. and so naturally that girl would become the second.."

2006-01-04 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods "i see, are you getting at somthing here?"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks into his room, to sleep.* "well lets think about this.. the best duel wielder in the world Is that man with the bracelets, and then the second best is you..figure out the rest.."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *sighs an sits down "maybehes right" she tought

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks out, early in the morning, and looks at her sleeping on his couch. He picks her up, and walks into his room, setting her on his bed, and covering her up, before walking towards the door.*

2006-01-06 [crowfeather]: *tafia's computer, still being on starts to alert him of a haker in the Nosams' systems*

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks at the alert, and smirks as he walks outside.* "looks like the Nosams are gonna have to fight for themselfs.."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods following him outside "yea.. im done fighting their battles"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks back at her, and raises an eye brow.* "so you believe me now?"

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *shrugs "i dunno, but what you said makes since"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *looks her up and down, as he smirks.* "I think your brainwashing is about to wear off.. come..i have much to tell you about."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods and follows tafia "alright" she spoke

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks into the garage, and gets on his motorcycle.* "the Nosams implanted a chip into my head a while back, that was like a brainwasher...it controled my thoughts, and my actions.."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna *She follows him into the garage "i see" she said

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *after the Last battle..thats what we called it.. we refused to do their bidding, and we were able to overpower the control chips..."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods "an you think thats what they did to me then?"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *starts up his motor cycle.* "yes, tell me.. what do you remember of your childhood?"

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *shook her head "nothing.... i only remember being in the back of a black truck covered in dirt, an dust like a bomb had just gone off around me..."

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *waits for her to get on.* "dont you find that odd in the least bit?"

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *getting on the bike behind tafia "yea.. but i never questioned it"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *drives out of the garage, and presses a button closing it behind him.* "thats because the control chip told you to not worry about it.... it is in you.. I think its time you seen some things.. After the I fought the chip, it fried, causing a chemical response, and I forgot everything... but soon after my memories returned..along with a few other things.."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *nods holding onto hims as they he drives "i see, well what am i to do? how do i fight it anmake it fry?"

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *stops at a abandoned warehouse, and walks up to a man dressed in a black leather outfight that resembles Tafia's.* "were here for background advice." *the man nods, and opens the massive garage door*

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *gets off the bike and follows behind tafia

2006-01-06 [dead~spirit]: Tafia: *walks in, and heads towards a elevator in the middle of the empty room. she looks around and notices that there is no second floor, as they pass more men wearing black leather uniforms.* "you see in order to fight the chip and win.. you first have to realize it lies to you, and nothing is as you think it is.."

2006-01-06 [snowwolfsa]: Arianna: *follows behind him an inside looking around at all the people dressed like him