<blockquote class="uncited"><div><span style="font-weight: bold">Infiltration</span><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #4040FF">Spirit</span></span><br/>Her fingers clutched together for a moment. "But I have to- I need..." Spirit shook her head "Fine" she said, sternly giving up. Eventually Running after Geirhald. "For god sake, I do not even know who you all are, or why I am doing this, it is not like I benefit in anyway for all of this!" <br/>--<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #0080FF">Selene</span></span><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">/</span><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #408000">Alias</span></span><br/><br/>Selene was silent for a moment, a lettuce headed fellow just talking to her like this was an everyday thing. "Purifiers? is that who they were, well... maybe he did say something about some Purifiers, there leader I mean..." Selene murmured, her echo like voice still making her low voice sound louder then it actually was. Her hands started to drip little water drops on the ground, but only slowly. <br/><br/>"I don't have much time, I need to find some water, preferably a sizable body of water l-like a lake, or if not one of them a streaming river would be good enough... but all I know about the purifiers is that they grabbed me for merely not being human... I- I don't know about the lizard behind me, but at least that was there reason for me.. trying to find a weakness in elemental's I guess." Her form seemed smaller, the very water she was made up by losing shape. "I-I need to go now, maybe we can talk again when I am not on the verge of having to go through hours of grueling reformation. Thank you for saving me though, and my name is Selene." She would remember to tell everyone she met that she had that name now.<br/><br/>She melted to the ground, quickly washing away by the walls of buildings and seeking out a water source to keep herself alive so to speak.<br/>-<br/>When Selene had left, Alias rose to his full height. Eyeing the place Selene had dispersed around until she was fully gone. Then he turned his gaze to the Lettucehead. "Jer-am-iah? Jere-miah... yes, Purifiers study us... in case they cross others like us. Find weaknesses, then crush us." He shrugged his bruised and possibly broken forearm. "-crush us" he growled. "I will crush them, then kill them." He shouted, then took a minute to regain control of himself. "You hate purifiers too?"<br/></div></blockquote><br/>------------------<br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #4040FF">Spirit</span></span><br/>Spirit dodged the high winds, doing an extremely quick cartwheel like flip away, brandishing her impervious sword as she spun in mid air. Then landed on her feet, slowly; Spirit looked back and forth between each member of the group. Then shook her head "This does not benefit me, and does not affect me... this is not my fight..." she murmured. Sheathing her blade and looking at the others with a simple shrug. "Sorry-" she pulled up her mask and flipped up her hood, only her dangerous looking and at the same time piercing golden eyes visible under the visage "-but I am not sorry." She flipped her hands wide open to the others as if to say 'c'ya later!' as she backed up, then sprinted off down the hall. When she got to the stairwell where the invisible girl Haley and her sister were.<br/><br/>Spirit whispered her apologies for interrupting and snatched the watch with a quick gesture. When she turned to the downward stairs, she heard the noise of many feet, then looked back to the close Haley before bolting back  up the stairs and away back toward the room with the fighting and that enemy known as Jereman.<span style="font-style: italic">"Maybe there is a window I can jump out of? that seems to be my lucky charm every mission anyway...."</span>she thought. When she burst in the room, Spirit did indeed see a window. Though it was behind the boss Jereman. Kissing her palm for good luck despite the dark black covering over half her face. She sprinted past the others it seemed in slow motion, when in reality it just seemed slow for her since her life was on the line.<br/><br/>Jereman stabbed his sword forward as she drew hers, and she jumped atop the blade. Then diving over his head to the window tried to hit her again, from which she blocked with a high pitched clang against his own sword, her own blade impervious to most destruction, she then broke through the window, unfortunately leaving a peace of her black scarf behind on the window<span style="font-style: italic">"God I hope that mage cannot use it as a magical compass or something"</span>and began to fall from a great height. It was higher then she thought they were at the time, but she kept her cool mostly as she stabbed her blade into the stone wall, and began to slide down the structure. After a minute she hit a bump in the surface and her blade was lodged out. Spirit was not very high up, but she managed to still end up falling into a market stall, dust rained down as she landed through the sheet roofing of the stall then onto the merchants dealing table, Haley's watch still in hand. The merchent looked at her with wide eyes, then looked past her.<br/><br/>Spirit followed her gaze to see Mystic and Shadow sitting down apparently awaiting her return patiently, heads cocked to the side in a questioning look. "Ugh, where were you two? Bad Mystic, bad Shadow... you are both grounded a week for gods sake." She grumbled, getting off the market stall with a huff. The two wolves apparently took her word to kind and Mystic hid Shadows eyes with her paws while shadow hid Mystics eyes. They both knew they were in trouble. "Ugh, like sister like sister." she sighed, then looked around. "Wheres the barbarian you two were so fond of- wait- never mind... I don't want to know..." she murmured. "Just- come on, lets get out of here." Spirit got up and began walking away, to which she heard the merchent behind her. "Um, you selling that watch'o some'thin man?" he called. Spirit waved him off then headed for the gates, sheathing her sword then cracking her knuckles, then finally her neck with a resounding amount of snaps. "Ahhh, so that was why I was so cranky" she sighed blissfully.<br/><br/>The last thing the merchant heard was Spirit saying she needed a chiropractor or something.