He shivered, and with a massive upheaval of sand he rose. After his crisis, the questions had filled his head until he'd felt as if it would explode. He'd sunk, with a whimper, back down, to let the sands slowly cover his massive frame.<br/>But now, he felt another disturbance, and he was determined to<span style="font-style: italic">sort this out</span>. He wouldn't let<span style="font-style: italic">this</span>slip away from his mind, whatever it was.<br/>He rose, his height and breadth imposing even among Feral, his mouth in a grim line, his grey eyes aflame, set in that face, split between darkness and amiable beige and orange tones.<br/>The second he reached his apex, his full height, and saw no one, his eyes emptied of their determination, of their drive.<br/>His emotions, his thoughts, slowly emptied out like a sieve full of sand.<br/>Speaking of...He watched the sand cascade off of his body, where his eyes strayed on a doll. Or...that's what it looked like.<br/>He...Neff...he had an odd feeling that someone had at one point called him Neff...or something akin to it. There was also another name...something that sounded sharp, something that reminded him of metal.<br/>Something in the dark recesses of his mind recalled Neff as something lovable, something big and strong and brotherly. Ellic, Allic, whatever the other was drew images of helplessness, pain , and ridicule.<br/>Yes, Neff would do just fine.<br/>Neff stared at the small figure, and fought to maintain focus. "Who...'re...you?"<br/><br/>Celris froze at the appearance of the Alune and his guards. She'd entertained the hope that she could show him her badge, bluff her way past using her status as a Messenger, but a compilation of the manic look on his face, the fact that her badge had last been seen in her clothes, and the fact that Oz was drawing his halberd-<br/>"What are you doing?!" She kicked his leg and waved her arms at the Alune, she had to act now, rather than let the HighBreed ruin things-<br/>Another HighBreed landed before them, and Celris flinched at the HighBreed's proclamation of 'us'.<br/>"Alune, don't listen to them! It's not as it seems!"<br/>"No...it is not..." Oz waved his weapon towards the newcomer, "Greetings, once-brother. I assume you will not be helping our situation."<br/>Celris growled and pulled on her gloves, casting dark looks to everyone - including Oz.<br/>"Think about this, Alune. If you have argument with the HighBreed, fine, slaughter away. But if you<span style="font-style: italic">dare</span>take this out on my kind, if you<span style="font-style: italic">dare</span>weaken us when we were so close to destroying them," She gestured to Zelfir, "You will be staining the name of all of my brothers, each one that has died for the cause. With the HighBreed an active threat, neither of us can afford warring with each other."<br/>Another growled erupted from her chest, "That goes to you too, Highbreed, I don't have any family left to hinder me, and I'll make sure<span style="font-style: italic">everyone</span>regrets it."