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(sorry, there just didn't seem to be much of a place for her XD...i wasn't sure if we were heading to the outpost or not)
Jolyre strode up to the crash. Yeah. It would be a cyborg from Metrino. She tried not be judgmental against the people of Metrino because it wasn't the Angeal way; she just couldn't understand the thought of slowly replacing one's flesh and humanity with metal.
She shuttered at the thought of her battle-lean body replaced with metal organs and wings.
"He's the only one. The fool flew alone." she said to Rigo to answer his question. Although Jolyre had never been aboard an airship, she'd seen many and studied their schematics and mechanics. It was obvious that it was near impossible to fly alone. And through Tylem to boot.
Gio had gone to the stranger, who named himself Suri Nee'tal, to help him up. Then the boy started to freak out. Jolyre gazed down on him with mistrust and hate. She refused to trust any move the boy made. The wound left from the mantis was half healed. and it had been sustained...maybe an hour ago? Tops?
How fair was it that this whimpering boy healed lethal wounds in a matter of hours while her father lay slain by his or his Nero brother's hands?
Seething, Jolyre didn't move to help the crashed cyborg man. He was too close to that murdering little scoundrel. Instead she turned away from them.
"I think it would be wise to leave now. Before we get shredded to ribbons by these confounded winds and sand." she offered curtly

Piloting an airship along? Surely that was folly. Rigo's thoughts were the same as Jolyre's. However, he couldn't judge Suri yet. There must be a reason, or maybe cyborgs could drive airships by themselves. The Nero Angeal sighed as he observed Suri and his brother. "The lady is right. Sir, please lead on." He addressed Harrier, as Rigo had no idea where the outpost was. Since he knew Harrier longer than Alane, he naturally had asked Harrier.

Rigo, upon hearing Gio, immediately walked over and supported Suri on the other end. "Gio, you are hurt.... don't stress your body too hard..." For a moment, Rigo's eyes narrowed at the sight of Gio's wounds once again appearing to be much smaller than he remembered. It was unnatural. "Alright, ...Suri... " Rigo pronounced the name slowly, trying to get the sound right. "Let's get you out of this storm then." He looked at the cyborg with a slight reassuring smile and then back at Jolyre, Harrier, Alane, and lastly Gio.

Enter- Harrier A'Cal

It took a few minutes to get to the outpost, and when the party finally stepped in through the wooden doors the relief was visible. A few rangers greeted them, one of them Cadar who stood up to guide Suri to a seat.

“Alane, can you get some supplies?” Harrier asked her. She immediately nodded her head and jogged into the back room. When she was off he turned to Suri, “Where does it hurt the most?”

From the back ground he head Cadar question him with amusement, “You leave on a dime and come back with Alane. What had happened to bring in so many people?”

The older man was leaning on one of the tables, looking as nonchalant as the rest of the people in the outpost.

“How 'bout you do something useful and get these people some food,” Harrier gritted his teeth, taking a look at the injuries Suri had. At the moment he had a lot more damaged than the other kid, but Harrier would still have to take a look at them both. Alane was better than him with patching up wounds, but he had his own share of medical training.

Cadar just shrugged and left, he came back a few seconds later with a few loafs of bread, water and cheese. He passed it around right in time for Alane to come back with her hands full of bandages and medicine vials.

“I didn't know what we needed, so I just got the basics,” she explained, setting down the different things. 'Water, medicine, cloths, ointment, bandages, needle, threa-' Harrier already reached over to take a wet cloth and whipped the blood off of Suri, to see what he was looking at.

“Is there anyone else hurt?” Alane asked, looking at the two Angeal and human. She wasn't sure what had happened before they came to the crash sight, but they looked a little beat up.

Exit- Harrier A'Cal

Suri grinned as he saw that the others were being taken care of as well as himself. "Heh, Tylemites aren't near so bad as the stories I heard back in Metrino...maybe it was those fish people that were the bad ones...bah, forget about it! I'm out and about and I'm gonna learn the truth for myself! This is an adventure!" he thought with excitement. All his life, Suri had always done everything in search of knowledge. In Metrino, knowledge was power, but to Suri, it was just amazing to have the gift of learning. His mind whipped back to the present when Harrier asked him a question. "Where does it hurt? Ah, just my ankle really, but I already sealed it shut, A stiff bandage couldn't hurt though. The rest is just minor cuts n' bruises. Nothin I can't handle. Besides" he said as he rapped a metal knuckle on his metal torso. "Ain't much human left to bang up anyway."

Looking about the room, Suri saw the young one, Gio, eating quietly and looking like he was trying to be invisible. "Odd...didn't take him for such a mouse at first. Maybe he's just tired." Suri thought. As Alane returned with some supplies to fix him up. He thanked her with a kindly nod as Harrier went to work, cleaning up his legs and the few cuts on his neck and face. "It's such a bother, these fleshy parts, but it's something all of us cyborgs face. Whether to keep some part of the old us, or become the machine we envision." he turned to Alane and said, "You asked earlier if all cyborgs are like this" he said while gesturing to his body. "Most aren't, most Metrinos only make a modification or two to their bodies and leave it at that; an eye, a hand, maybe a bum leg or defective organ. But there are others that lose themselves to the metal. Full body replacement, complete weapon system enhancements, even so far as to replace most of their brains with circuitry. Illegal stuff like that is publicly frowned upon in Metrino...but in the shadows, there are many many people who will do anything in their quest for knowledge and power. I'm a little by-product of that quest, started by my father." he said as his eyes glassed over with the memory of his first replacement part. But he continued on so that he couldn't dwell on the past.

"But enough about us metal-heads over in Metrino, what's to know about you guys out here in Tylem? The weather always this...dirty? What do ya do for fun here? More importantly, tell me bout yourselves! I'd like to hear at least a smidge bout the people who came and helped me out from the kindness o' their hearts." he said jovially. All the while he had talked, he had kept an arm casually laid across his chest door, keeping it in place. That odd pulling sensation had vanished the moment Harrier had begun cleaning the blood off him, but he still felt it from the other two across the room. "Crystal resonance? But what is it about them that it's resonating with?...do they all have some sort of crystal on them as well?" he wondered idly as he talked with Harrier and Alane.

Suri had never questioned why he was bestowed with the Lightning Crystal, for he wasn't a strict follower under the 'pseudo-religious-dogma' of Glorion Crystalis as Suri's father had so often named it. Therefore, he hadn't quite learned the legend behind the Crystals due to his father and was largely unaware of why everyone looked at him like he was something 'special'. He had always thought it was for his experimental parts and how perfectly he had merged with his metals pieces, nothing more. But somewhere in the back of his mind, Suri had always wondered, " If there's Lightning Crystals, wouldn't there be Crystals of other elements too? I wonder if other people like me have them."

Enter- Alane Shoudu

Alane looked doubtfully at the boy, he seemed calmer earlier- maybe the storm had racked him up. But she shrugged and turned to converse with Suri who had answered her earlier question.

“That's... interesting. Honestly, I would never have thought have replacing anything from my body with metal,” she started, leaning against the table and looked over at Harrier bandage Suri's ankle, “I wonder what it must feel like. Did it hurt?”

When the topic of her homeland came up Alane gave a grin, “Well, from the outside lookin' in it's pretty boring. But if you've lived here for a while you know how to have fun.” She was cut off by Harrier who threw in a comment, having just tightened the bandage and stood up, “Or crazy.”

Her glare followed him as he went to wash off his hands in a basin, when all he did was shrug she took the roll of bandages and threw it at him.

“As for the weather, it's not like this year-round. The winds lighten up in fall and are nonexistent in the winter; but it gets unbearably cold then. So still not a lot of people come then. The summer's wind season, bringing in the winds from all the bordering countries and combining them. As you can see, creating sandstorms. Spring and fall are the best times, and also the times we have our festivals. And, uh, what else? I think that's just about it.

“Ah, that reminds me, I never caught your names,” Alane said, addressing the other people. “I am called Alane Shoudu, daughter of Kashmir Shoudu. Born and raised here in Cecil, Tylem. Notorious wyrum rider and ranger help!”

She finished this off with a perky bow; looking up for Harrier to formally introduce himself as well.

“Harrier A'Cal, son of Tircel A'Cal. Ranger of Cecil, Tylem.”

“Notorious grump and Crystal guardian,” Alane chirped in, unaware that the others were, too, crystal guardians. Harrier turned at her, giving her a glare of her own.

Exit- Alane Shoudu

Enter- Harrier A'Cal

Harrier hadn't wanted Alane to blurt it out like that, and if these were the wrong people it could have turned out disastrously. He still adorned a frown, but he was equally surprised that the two Angeal were also bearers.

“Light and Darkness, I should have guessed,” he said gruffly, “Yes, I bear the Wind- now I know what that pull was from earlier.”

It all made sense now, Harrier thought slowly; the wheels in his head turning. He sowed together the little information he had; a fight between the two Angeal, an assassin, crystals, higher powers, a pull. He frowned, realizing that he still didn't know who the three other were; or why they were in the canyons.

“The next thing we know Suri will be the bearer of Fire,” he muttered quietly. From beside him Alane was looking down, processing the information but also in guilt.