((Well, I'll try to keep the time passage relative to the others fairly low, isolate my events so as not to race out ahead.))<br/><br/>The gecko keels forward now, gripping its stretching midsection furiously, attempting to hold its contents in; the catboy starts to panic, even as the gecko's cheeks begin to swell.<br/><br/>"H-hey, are you all right?" He asks the distressed amphibian.<br/><br/>"No... you... don't... I'll digest... you... first..." The gecko glares, panting, before his eyes roll up in the back of his head, and he explosively vomits - expelling the lizardboy onto the grass before them, before passing out entirely.  The young man grips his Khukuri, standing up firmly and wiping his face free of saliva - he replaces a vial of some violet liquid, about half-full, in his pocket.<br/><br/>"What did you - " The catboy holds his polarm weakly now, backing away.<br/><br/>"It's a simple concoction that induces violent stomach cramps, vomiting, nausea, diarrhea... I call it Pepto Dismal." The boy responds, turning back.  "They're all rather distracted right now, your comrades... that leaves just us." He grins a fanged, mischievous grin.<br/><br/>"D-don't you... stay away!" The neko snaps, raising the weapon timidly.  The lizardboy could see it in him.<br/><br/>"What's wrong?  Isn't your god going to protect you?" He asks with a gentle hiss, taking a step.  The neko pauses, swallowing.  "Tell me now..." The lizardboy steps in swiftly, too close now for the spear to be effective as long as it is, and lays one hand on the shaft, causing the hapless kittyboy to back into the tree.  "Where... is he?"<br/><br/>"I - I don't believe in that shit, I never did..." The catboy stammers.  "I swear - I just - I was  - I needed - they..."<br/><br/>"A cult... provided you with the family you lacked." The lizardboy assumes.  "I know a feeling similar..." He pins the neko's arms to the tree, leaning in.  "Now, LISTEN to me, boy." His eyes seem to pierce the cultist's very soul.  "My mother is in that building... I want her out of there.  This is up to you.  I will make you an asset one way or another.  You will either aide me or nourish me... which will it be?" He leans in, eye-to-eye with the terrified teenager.  "Well?"<br/><br/>"I..." The neko swallows, looking past him; facing, eye to eye, a wolf on the ground, bristling and listening to every word.  It mouthed one word; 'infidel.'  The neko knew... he'd heard him denounce their god.  He knew what was coming either way.<br/><br/>"All right." The catboy nods, almost in tears.  "By the way... what's... you're name?"<br/><br/>The lizardboy smells him over once, taking in the scent of fear, as well as desperation and sincerity.  "It's Raice."  He nods.