"Finally we take a step in the right direction." Ten minute walk, would give them time to possibly talk some more, and in the back of his mind Risust believed it would give him a time to wrestle control away from Ermontil. Feeling confident, he reached into the inner folds of his shirt to refill his pipe. Nothing was there. His eyes darted around, almost as if he was searching for it, but he knew what had happened, it was all gone. His breathing increased, and things weren't looking to well for him now. He resolved to follow Ermontil, for as long as he could anyway.

Syleika nodded and followed Nenek down the path between the tall metal tree-houses. It was obvious to her that the leader one, Ermontil wanted them to follow him, why did Nenek feel the need to point that out to her? She wondered. Sy noticed Risust’s movements and knew he was feeling his addiction. She asked Risust in takola are you feeling sick again? Do you want to feel better? I have no dreamweed but I can help you if you will allow it Risust. She hoped he would not get all defensive and shutdown on her rather that he would accept her offer of assistance because he did not know when he would get more of the substance he was addicted to. If he did not understand her she would have to ask Nenek to expain in common. Not all of the tribes spoke the same tongue.

Ermon noticed the Risust was acting strange, probably getting ready to have another drug fit. Hay, are you ok. We will be there in about three minutes do you think you will be ok. They were nearing the run down old apartment his associate lived in. The other takula in the group began to speak to Risust in a somewhat calming matter. It was strange this thill did not seem to speak about herself much. Ermon was meaning to talk to her more at dinner but Risust seemed to dominate the conversation.

The apartment was now in sight, at this point he only hoped that his associate was appreciate some company.

Risust was about to become crazy again, that can't be good. Nenek just wanted to get to that contact and fall asleep on his couch. Syleika was attempting to calm Risust, oh wouldn't it be funny if Risust never learned Takola, Nenek was holding back from laughing at the thought of it. But all this thought gave Nenek an idea, a placebo! While Risust wasn't looking Nenek reached down for a couple blades of grass an then tied them in a knot to resemble the drug. Here you go Risust, this will keep you calm. Nenek tossed him the placebo.

Risust stared blankly at the small Takula. Funny little creature, never seen a Takula in the city other than his parents and himself. Made himself an outcast, but you get over such things. Lost in thought and his lack of opiate he suddenly snapped back into reality and noticed the Takula talking to him in the same langue her and the weird one had spoken with back in the restaurant. He cocked his head and tried to smile before stammering a fast burst of words that were high pitched, "Heyyy, Heyyy, Sorry, Sorry. I was raisssed in the ssssity. I....I don't understand you." He turned away from her and kept walking. Suddenly the weird one called him, and turning around he noticed he had thrown him something, and as he attempted to catch it, he hit it with the palm of his hand and knocked it into the road where it quickly found itself going down a storm drain. Risust looked on with a look of grief on his face, he had lost what could have possibly been his favorite opiate. "Got...got in more." He said licking his lips even though his mouth was dry.

Darn it! He did not understand her and now Sy was angry, how pathetic the way the drug made him. She had seen enough of him now to know he could be so much more. He seemed so much like a skink in his mental capacity that she had to wonder if perhaps her first assessment was wrong all together. Sy knew she should wait for him to agree but this last almost begging of Nenek to have more of the green stuff was the last pathetic straw!

She took two rapid steps forward, looked Risust in the eye and said in common You, fight! Sy, fight-help. Before he could react she had her hand on his brow and her other hand clasping his wrist at the pulse point, her palms feeling the beat of his heart in both places, her violet, greenish blue, moonstone opalescent eyes holding his firmly seemed to glow slightly hypnotically as she timed her heart beat and breathing to match his exactly and gradually she slowed hers down and through the link she had made his breath and heart slowed with hers. He felt a sense of calm as if he had just taken the drug and she held him thus for a full three minutes before slowly releasing him. Turning to Nenek she said [takola] I have healed him temporally, he will go back to the way he was before I did anything and be slightly worse in three days I would normally have asked but he was getting bad and we need his mind to focus now. Yes?

[ooc](Tuesday post so late post)[/ooc]

Things were getting a little out of hand and they were at the front of the apartment. Without a doubt his friend probably had what he sought. We are here just hold on. Ermon rang in the intercom of his contact. Hello, who is this. A young thill said over the device. Its me Ermon. Is your brother there? The intercom grew silent. Hes here, come on up! He took his finger off the button Come on, fallow me.
The apartment was old and worn out. The paint was chipping on the walls and the floors seemed a dirty and worn. There was and elevator leading to each floor, it to was poorly maintained. Ermon opened the metal gate of the elevator and steped in signaling the others to enter.

[takola]Good job Syleika. But I believe that the problem is psychological if you want to cure him fully your gonna need help, but also be on your guard, who knows whats in this apartment.[/takola] Nenek's eyes studied the area quickly, if something happens he must have an escape plan! After a quick decision Nenek entered the elevator. Oh man it was gonna be cramped.

Risust felt pretty good after that Takula chick did whatever she did. She even said some words, but he wasn't listening, just thinking how great the sudden dose of opiate. Then she let go, and even though he felt good about taking the drug, he suddenly felt the crushing pain of it being taken away. He felt sad, and pathetic, but then they were there and he found himself in an elevator and decided to ride it out.

Sy had never been in an elevator before and she wondered what the point of all of them squishing into a small cage of a room was. Slowly, pausing at the small gap between floor and floor where the metal slid over, she followed Nenek into the thing that felt so much like a trap it was scary. Nenek did not have to tell me to be on guard she thought. It took all of her self control to stand sill and not cloak herself as the thing began to move. She kept from crying out only through pure practise of keeping quiet when her life was suddenly or not so suddenly threatened in the jungle.