Ophidian shook his head with a soft sigh.<span style="color: #00b300">"there is that famous temper..."</span>he shook his head again when Karrie shouted demands and slowly reached up to rub his face.<span style="color: #00b300"> "Monia has a point."</span>Order appeared in the center of the room with her arms crossed, anger and pain both flowing from her expression and her tone.<span style="color: #ffff00">"no one cares what i want so why should i care what you want? and be warned, The'kal fucked up so badly that my only recourse was to exile her from this world and Elerona is a breath away from joining her so my mood is abysmal, test me at your peril." </span><br/><br/>Order leaned against Delithia a little bit and shook her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "that doesn't mean i have to feel good about it... i can't even say i feel like it was the right decision, but it was the only choice i had." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>