~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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Krits folded his arms. "Do you want to take a nap?" (lol) Krits flipped a few switches running various types of scans. "We need to be careful about Si'ralle should we ever encounter her again."
Krits cocked his head again and leaned forward. Then he quietly relaxed back into his chair. Then he felt a shuddering chill run down his spine.
 
(I am >:D Muahuahuahua!)

I'm sorry, Si'ralle, Kostos, Nakiso, Nostros, and Kludd... Riku thought. He let out a final exhale, before he flatlined.

(( ... ))

One medic suddenly cussed, trying to revive him. "Si'ralle!" He screeched into his earpiece. "Now!!!"

Si'ralle's heart was hammering, her eyes wide. "It... can't be..." She tore off the eyepatch and something inside her flared. The mark lit up as her eyes widened, focusing all her energy and power, physical and emotional into helping Riku.
 
(Poor Owl has to follow 3 different stories, is that why u killed Riku?)
 
No, I'm just evil >:D

Riku was revived, but his breathing was very shallow, almost nonexistent. It would require Si'ralle to constantly funnel all of her energy to keep him alive.
 
Nostros rubbed his chin. "That's not what I meant my friend. I wouldn't ask you to reconsider that. What I meant was do you regret leaving your people? Do you feel like a traitor?"

"No. I don't regret betraying a band of heartless murderers."
 
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