<span style="color: #5900b3">"You will keep away from my Elves."</span><span style="color: #ffff00">"No, i wont. They will recieve the same treatment as every other race. If i ignore the Elves it will cause infinite problems and you know it."</span>Order shook her head and shushed her again.<span style="color: #ffff00">"You cant threaten me anymore then i can threaten you."</span>Order mimicked The'kal's stance and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"Even we cant make people get along on a personal level. Hes an arrogant shit and i will not be spoken to like that, i dont deserve it and he has no right or grounds to talk down to me. Of course i am, this body isnt made for it, the Seraphim didnt kiss. Not out of distaste or anything, it just never occured to them to do something so inherently... Germ spreading."</span><br/><br/>Britomart shrugged and took a seat.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "I didnt have any plans past finding you and getting a kiss from my man. Sharing Whisperia made me want your company."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>