<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Junk/9b4c67d7-5e06-4750-8d35-191de0acc40c_zpsagryk5tp.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">I Z U</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008000">"Izu...?"</span></span><br/><br/>A slight groan passed his lips as Alida's gentle hands worked his hair from his face. "Izu..." she shook him a little, consciousness slowly coming back to him. The groggy feeling left his vision wavering and his head pounding, but he still had this feeling of panic in his gut as this new world became more and more clear.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008000">"Izu!"</span></span>Alida exclaimed happily, wrapping her arms around him. Her warmth pierced his skin and calmed his pounding heart, his breathing calming in turn. He couldn't form words, but he didn't really have to. His panic and unease was easily picked up on by Alida, though it was likely his willingness for violence that pressed the hardest on her.<br/><br/>By this point, one of the men had begun shouting at the other. To Izu, it was obvious he was distressed or angry over something to do with Alida. Every time he would steal a glance at the girl, Izu would assess the man as if waiting to see what he would do, or why he was so angry. He hadn't picked up slightly on any of the conversations, but still didn't really like how that one man kept looking at Alida.<br/><br/>"Can Izu stand?" Alida asked worriedly, glancing behind her as he nodded. "Yeah, I think." His words were hushed, spoken to Alida in a whisper as he searched for a way out. He had no idea what was going on, or if Alida knew these people, but he wasn't in the habit of just hanging around with people who kick him in the guts. "Alida, do you know these people...? What's going on, and why did I get a fucking boot in gut?" Izu grew a bit angry towards the end, though it wasn't directed at Alida. "Alida and Izu in Euthalia...Alida's home," she explained as she turned back around to face Izu.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Alida's brother, Zoltan,"</span>she pointed to the man who looked similar to her,<span style="font-weight: bold">"and..."</span>she paused, slumping in defeat some, "and...Yehuda."<br/><br/>By the time she finished Yehuda's name, she was suddenly snatched off the ground into a standing position. Zoltan yelled out in protest and Alida gave a yelp. She was quickly forced to face Yehunda,<span style="font-weight: bold">"I will never forgive you."</span>He then shoved her away, causing her to fall back down on her butt next to Izu. The young man kneeled down and placed a hand on Alida's back, offering his support. She glared at him, spitting back her own retort in their native language. Izu had no idea what she had said, but judging by Yehuda's pissed off expression, it had hurt. Izu wasted no time in helping Alida back up to her feet, though he kept the other people in the room well within his senses. Izu still didn't trust anyone here, even if Alida did seem to know them. After all, who the hell greets someone with a boot in the guts?<br/><br/>A lot had just transpired in a small amount of time. Izu had learned a few new names, none of which he remembered at all. Alida had some sort of argument or something with the Yehuda guy though, that much was certain.<span style="font-weight: bold">"So... Should I not be a fan of that guy?"</span>Izu asked with a slight groan, rubbing the back of his neck.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I'm gonna blame him for my stuff neck..."</span>Izu said, trying to turn his pain into some form of humor. The guard who knocked him on the neck walked up, apologizing in his strange tongue. Izu had no idea what the guy said, so he shrugged and nudged the spear he grabbed with his foot.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Yeah... My bad too. I think."</span>