(( Ah, sorry. I should have phrased it better, then. More about Generational Gaps and society. :/ Hrmm... ))<br/><br/>Oz spoke, silencing Celris' next tirade as he murmured, "I had thought so as well, brother. However, now I am not too sure." He could hardly say more as sudden motion caused him to duck. The chain missed his head, though only just. It did, however, slap his halberd out of his hand.<br/>Oz rolled to the side, keeping low to the ground, wary of another lightning fast attack.<br/>Celris launched forward, confident in her speed, and reached out to claw at the HighBreed, a snarl on her lips.<br/><br/>Neff nodded, eyes fixed on the horizon. "Important then. I will hurry."<br/>As he ran his eyes glazed slightly, he was nothing else, when he was running like this. Thought wasnt needed. The clouds in his mind were not a problem, as long as he was moving and working towards something. He felt happy to have purpose, even though he had no idea as to it's implications. The<span style="font-style: italic">why's</span>didn't matter.<br/>He felt at peace, even though something in the back of his mind laughed bitterly at the thought.