<span style="color: #00b300">"Kitori and i couldn't be happier that you are opening up and being yourself around us Karrie and the more i see the more ashamed i feel that i ever believed the things Karren told me back at the mansion... i just wish you had trusted me enough to open up back then."</span>Ophidian kept going patiently, not seeming to mind at all as he finally got her feet clean and started working further up.<br/><br/><span style="color: #663300">"roleplay? now your making sexual advances? or is this sarcasm?"</span>she crossed her arms and looked down at Rayne but showed no signs of trying to help her this time.<span style="color: #663300">"you'll bite me? are you a child?"</span>she smirked a little and moved the chair closer and held it in place while Rayne climbed into it.<span style="color: #663300">"a wounded soldier should do everything they can to make their doctor's life easier that way they can get patched up faster... not let their pride hinder their recovery." </span>she shook her head and opened the door and then wheeled Rayne out into the hall and set off effortlessly.<span style="color: #663300">"if your going to start racially profiling my kind you could at least get it right and call me a hawk. i have no idea what a Harpy is but i dislike the sound of that word." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>