Ashia shook her head and sighed softly.<span style="color: #404040"> "tough, its two against one and we love you and want to know more about you. but that can wait for another day."</span>once both women were dressed she walked over to take both of them by the hand and teleported them to Ras' house just outside the front door.<br/><br/><span style="color: #4dffff">"oh really? how many is that? because i lead a war that got over two thirds of our remaining population killed and then worshiped as a hero for it, so that is real fun. and remember, your not allowed to claim responsibility for a single action you took since the moment you became infected."</span>she nodded and and crossed her arms.<span style="color: #4dffff">"guess what, hurting people is a part of life. the only thing that matters is that you do everything in your power to minimize the damage and make up for it after the fact. if you let go you might be able to think clearly enough to actually use your powers with the eighty percent success rate you should have instead of your dismal fifty-three percent success rate you currently maintain. how about the fact that when you actually manage to focus you pull of miracles that put Order and the rest of our kind to shame. you healed Order in twenty minutes, it should have taken two years for her to regain all of her strength. from all reports i was an inch from death and yet here i am speaking to you again not even a week later."</span>she knelt down and gently made The'kal look at her.<span style="color: #4dffff">"when your consumed with a single thought you are amazing and beautiful and do the impossible. the rest of the time you are a self inflicted emotional catastrophe of truly monumental proportions and I'm sorry but your also useless in that condition. how can you help Order or Elerona when your too afraid to even help yourself?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"good answer, otherwise we would have a problem." </span>her smirk widened and she shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00">"dear, your talking about marrying another woman but your squirming at the idea of them finding out your a lesbian? i think the marriage would give it away don't you think? besides, your the one with the repressed exhibitionist streak." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>