[EDIT: I guess me and Straken were writing at the same time. Sorry if it doesn't fit. XD] Gem landed on his feet, as cats often do, and tried to keep composure, though it was hard for his body to not admit he was caught off-gaurd. He brushed off where The Beast had handled him with a stern face but shaking hands. He gave the Beast a glare that he hoped was braver than he felt, than turned back to Mephistae. "You better be lucky your gaurd dog was around," He said, trying to keep his voice too quiet for Daemon to hear - not a good impression to be breaking rules already. "I could have hurt you." Looking at the small stature of Gem, one might have felt compelled to laugh, but the flame at the end of his tale flickered with mischeif that was reflected in his eyes. Or rather, his huge glasses. He turned his back to Mephy and sat down, crossing his legs underneath him. He plucked weed after weed from the ground and began to cross them, thinking of bombs he could create with them and trying not to think of the Beast and what might happen were he to tick him off again. He gave a quick glance to Daemon to see if he had caught anything that had just happened.
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Precaution, go a tad easy there on the auto-hit. It seems like you're godmoding, the way you simply grabbed Gem and slung him like a Rag Doll. ^^ I also edited this so it falls after his post, making it all make more sense.</td></tr></table> Daemon folded his arms over his chest, facing the three of them. "... You three better learn how to get along, and not fight amongst yourselves. As stands, you will need to learn better team work." He shook his head and took a step back, the ground below him seeming to shake for a moment, before he sat down. However, he didn't sit on the ground. He sat as though seated on a chair. And as he did, the ground burst upward, creating a single pillar for him to sit upon. "Though we are not the nicest of Pendragon, we are much stronger together than at each other's throats. The only blood we should have to spill is of our enemies, not our own. We are much more effective at killing and destroying together than we are apart. This is a valuable lesson you three must learn." Indeed, this was a valuable lesson. But then, it was a hard one to pick up on. Besides, what good was a team that wanted to kill itself?
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>My computer has broken down so I can only post at the school library ... My next post will be on monday unless I can get it fixed by then. Sorry. </td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>Sorry, I didn't plan to cause him any harm anyways... But I won't do it again...</td></tr></table> The Beast was content, as long as he could place fear in someone's heart he always was. <span style='color:yellow'>I don't have a problem with teamwork, but I do have a problem with traitors...</span> He said, lying in his pit again and glaring at Gem with eyes concealed by the dark energy pouring from them. He rolled over and scratched his stomach with a clawed hand, getting comfortable now... What DO you plan to do with Gem if he tries to backstab you?, and from what I've seen, I bet you he will... He rolled over to his stomach again, and slowly started making his pit deeper and wider, devouring the rodents he disturbed in their burrows...
Mephistae almost burst out laughing. This pathetic feud could not continue, if anyone planned on living threw his cursed third form. They could go ahead, if they wanted. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class=ooc><tr><td>sorry for the short post once more, i'm on someone elses competer lol. </td></tr></table>
