(( Sorry. I've been a lurker for so long I forget I'm involved in RP's sometimes. ))<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Elyk337 wrote:</cite>"The sprite doesn't come from my world." Jack answered, "It comes from this one. She was sent to guide me through my stay on this planet. All of us got one. Oh, what I mean by us is myself and my former companions, and anyone else who isn't from this world." He then took a sip of his Coke. "My companions... we never really saw eye to eye. I'm more of a 'kill first, ask questions later' kind of guy and they are little pussies who refuse to fight unless absolutely necessary. Fuck 'em, I don't need 'em." He looked around. "Is there anywhere I can sit down? My feet are killin' me."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Sure, have a seat over here." Zaida said as she gestured to a table with a few chairs huddled around it. Zaida remained standing as Jack took a seat, the chairs were too small for her, besides she wasn't really capable of sitting. Her spider half as only good for lying down, squatting, or simply standing up.<br/>"You mentioned you had former companions. How many were there?" She questioned inquisitively.<br/><br/>Meanwhile...<br/>Turin was scrummaging around looking for some food, whe something dawned on him. He wasn't exactly sure what creatures like Jack ate. Did they eat meat, berries, grass, nuts, fruits, vegetables, or perhaps they fed on energy like plants or do they eat microscopic organisms. As Turin contemplated over this dilemma he realized he was wasting time and his Mistress would not be happy if he kept their guest waiting. He grabbed a basket and frantically started grabbing random food items from the cupboards to put into it. He found some cheese, some stale bread, a few leaves, some ham, and whatever leftovers he could find on the counters. As he carried the large assortment of food back down the hallway something mystical caught his eye in one of the rooms he passed by.