[PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN]

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 12:23 am

Layla had been rather happy with how the Pokemon reacted. She even felt a little more joy swirl in her, grinning at the two. It seemed Dragonair rather liked Crux.

All of it was short lived however. An alarm sounded overhead, Layla jumping slightly, startled in response. Dragonair's prodding her to her feet. Crux quickly climbed onto her shoulders again, keeping an eye for trouble.

"Find Lance, right?" She inquired to the Dragonair as they moved toward the elevator again. She pressed the button to call it but it was taking a painfully long time. No doubt, others were rushing to them as well. "We'll just stay out of the way..." She muttered.

Layla wasn't about to get involved unless she needed to. She hoped that no Genesis member targeted her as trying to escape. Would Dragonair being with her be enough? She wasn't sure.

When the elevator finally opened it's doors, she moved in with the Pokemon at her side. She had to wonder if Lance would be on the move. Layla tried to put her mind off it. Finding him would be their top priority for the moment.

----[x]----

Benga had only offered her a toothy grin at her words. They had to get moving. When she busted their way in, Benga didn't hesitate. He rushed in with her, only waving at the order. He quickly moved left.

Genesis members hadn't quite yet processed their arrival, focusing on the attacks outside. As long as Shiva and Latias kept moving, it would take a few minutes before they realized the intruders had focused inside the building.

In that time, Benga located a few people here and there, some working under Genesis members by their appearance. He didn't have time to explain things. Once in a while, he'd have Volcarona attack a few Genesis members who still remained in the building.

He was glad when some of these people responded afterward, heading off to the sewers. Benga couldn't stop to catch his breath however. He had to focus on finding others.

Climbing the stairs, he wondered how Blaire was faring. His mind drifted to Lance and his ward. Would either be able to find her? He hoped so. She might have information they needed.

"Volcarona! Fire Blast!"

The Pokemon let out a cry before he released the flames in the stair well, hitting two Genesis members they had run into. They were quick to pass, attempting to find anyone on the second floor.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 12:36 am

Dragonair was antsy, all but trembling with adrenaline pumping through her. Why Layla had chosen the elevator was beyond her. It might have been faster any other day but now people were rushing to them, making them stop more often than not. With Dragonair's long body it was already cramped inside by the time two others and their smaller Pokemon joined inside.

The alarm was deafening in and of itself. A recorded voice occasionally cut it off, reminding everyone to stay as calm as possible and to follow regulations and any orders given to them.

It was with great relief, a shriek escaping from Dragonair as the elevator stopped on the floor they needed. No doubt Lance would be on the way to find them. They just had to keep an eye out for him in the throng of people.

Outside the windows Dragonair noted another of her own kind flying, the wings at her head larger than ever to accommodate the wait. A Dragon Rage quickly was emitted from the other Dragonair outside, shattering the windows in and destroying a small chunk of the building before she was off.

Dragonair turned to examine Layla and Weavile, worrying for their well-being. Were they handling this well? Would things go alright? It was hard to tell at this point.

----[x]----

It was a simple matter, catching Genesis members and their Pokemon off guard thanks to Latias and Shiva outside wreaking havoc. Blaire and her Pokemon did their best to leave them heavily incapacitated, perhaps crippled later in life, though it wasn't always the way it could happen. Death was inevitable in situations like this even if they avoided it as best they could.

"Keep up the fires! Don't let 'em get too close!" she ordered, well aware that at any moment their presence would be called in and they'd lose their advantage.

They made short work heading down hallways, directing how they could when they were not being attacked. Blaire remained atop Kujo, she would for as long as he could stand her weight on his back in this mission.

Many they ran into were smart enough to make it back the way she had come, knowing an exit had to be that way. Already they had been able to make it up a flight of stairs easily enough with little resistance. It was at this point that the opponents grew in number, the announcement she could hear alongside the siren announcing at least her and her Pokemon's presence.

Her Pokemon would do their best to overwhelm the opposition before they could attack or really regroup. Many cried out in pain after the facts were over. She was sad to see some had taken to actively attacking their 'assistants' in an attempt to cripple them. They still ran, barely tossing a look.

"C'mon! We can't dilly-dally!" she called, nudging Kujo's sides with her heels. Kujo howled, powering forward through the flames he and Cerberus had caused, the Houndoom keeping time easily with the larger Pokemon.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 12:51 am

Layla bit her lip as the building shook. She had to be careful about her footing, not wanting to topple over. Those who ran passed them barely spared a glance or much attention. They were careless and did run into her at times. Pain would shoot through her side despite the pain killer and she'd have to suck in a heavy breath before she steadied herself again.

Crux clutched onto her, worried. He'd shoot a glare toward those who ran by for being so careless. It was not heeded however.

Layla continued to follow Dragonair until she was halted by a voice. "Hey! You!"

She turned for a moment, catching the sight of fiery haired male. From the looks of it, he and his Pokemon were in a rather big rush. She took a couple of steps back. The man called out an attack, aiming toward Dragonair.

Layla gasped as the Pokemon moved back. "What are you doing?!" She barked.

He didn't seem apt to give an explanation. Instead, he approached her quickly, barely giving her time to react or protest. He scooped her up, tossing her over his shoulder. Layla gasped in pain, attempting to suppress a yelp.

"Put me down!" She protested though, he did not seem to pay her mind as he started running in the other direction.

She glanced at Crux for a moment. Tugging at him, she tossed him toward Dragonair where he landed easily on his feet. "Follow her! Find Lance! He'll know what to do!"

Benga hadn't given this woman any time to react as he started carrying her in the other direction. He knew the looks of her type, almost too comfortable with the place despite her scrawny appearance. It was clear that she had been injured, catching a gasp when he'd tossed her over his shoulder.

When she mentioned Lance, he couldn't help but feel a little proud of himself.

"You're Lance's 'assistant'?" He inquired, a grin on his lips.

"That's none of your business! Now, put me down!"

Regardless of her protests, Benga ignored them, calling out attacks as Genesis members thickened. He didn't have time to wait around. There was no telling who would show up. She had specifically asked her Pokemon to find Lance, after all.

"Goodie, we get to deal with Stockholm Syndrome." He joked to himself, ignoring the enraged 'What!?' the woman shot back at him.

To him, that's all it had been. He didn't give the woman much leeway to argue, not listening at the moment. They'd talk it over later, when things had settled. She might have had information after all.

He skitted to a halt, finding another stair case. Heading up the stairs, he made sure any other person working under Genesis knew where to go. They couldn't spare much time here. They had to move, especially with the woman he had now. He couldn't risk the both of them getting injured.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:03 am

Dragonair had been caught off guard entirely, glaring around at everyone in the way and trying to get Layla back to Lance's side. The Fire Blast was sweltering, damaging her even despite her protective scales. She screeched out in pain and rage, shooting off a stray Ice Beam. It missed its mark and the Pokemon that had attacked her used the confusion around them to dart away.

She could hear Layla's calls for Weavile to find her and the lithe Pokemon was quick to make it back to her side.

Growling Dragonair took a moment to take off, seeking out Lance. It would be difficult to do in this bedlam but they had to get Layla back from that rebel. Having her get taken was unacceptable!

She weaved in and out of the panicked people, ignoring people and Pokemon alike. Weavile was able to easily keep up with her. It would take some time before they could find Lance in all of this mess.

----[x]----

It was all a big blur to her, if she was honest. One attack blended into the next and she wasn't sure how many enemies she had taken out with the help of Kujo and Cerberus. It was halfway through the second floor had she been forced from Kujo's back, narrowly missing being hit with a Wing Attack.

The pain in her shoulder was dulled by adrenaline from where she had fallen off. No doubt it would be bruised later but it was a minor inconvenience.

"One more floor, guys!" she muttered to the two Pokemon. Cerberus and Kujo kept at her sides, guarding her with their fire attacks as they swiftly made it towards the third flight of steps. Their attacks were sweltering, especially with the jacket and longer-sleeved shirt Benga had gotten her. She ignored this as well.

The stairs were beginning to grow congested and they had to duck back around the corner as the call of "Thunder! Paralyze 'em!" rang out. The electric attack zipped by, crashing into the opposite wall and raining mortar and chunks of wall.

"Fire Blast! Fire Spin! Go!"

The retaliation was brutal and anyone stuck in the stair case was caught up in it. It was harder to make her way up them, having to dodge around burned bodies, some still writhing, and attempting to ignore the smell of burnt flesh.

"Benga, you better be up here!" she grumbled under her breath, direction another wayward 'assistant' in the right direction.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:18 am

Crux scowled as he moved around the crowds. He could only move so fast, waiting on Dragonair. The Pokemon had been injured and had a harder time moving through the crowds. He felt a little bad that this had to happen.

If it had been any other time, Layla would have been ecstatic about being taken by rebels. In fact, she probably would have fought with them.

Layla had changed in the months however and he knew it. Why was she putting trust in this Lance? What made him so different? He couldn't be sure. He simply followed Dragonair, hoping that he could find the answer soon.

He wanted to keep his trainer safe, after all. If this was what she wanted, he'd support her the best he was able.

----[x]----

Benga had to do his best to ignore the woman as she tried to push herself out of his grip. It all ended the same. She had to stop only because of the pain she put herself through. It was a little sad in the end of things. She shouldn't have been putting herself through this much pain over this person.

He moved through the third floor, calling out one attack after another. There were very few who would step up toward Volcarona's power. Still, others tried to assault them only for their attacks to be in vain.

Benga heard Blaire calling out attacks. His heart raced, moving quickly in the direction of her voice. He ignored the pain filled yelp the woman let out though, he felt a little bad for jarring her injuries. They didn't have time to stop and help her however.

"Blaire!" He called out. "We got to go! There are too many! I found Lance's ward! Let's call it a job well done and get out!"

He moved toward her side, ignoring those who groaned in pain. She had cleared out the area pretty well. A moment of peace would only last a moment as others started to come about. He snorted at this, not wanting to drag this out anymore than they had to.

A rumbling underfoot disturbed them all however. Benga was forced to put the woman down though, he kept a hold on her wrist. One arm was wrapped around her frame and she glared at him.

Something wasn't right, he found however. "We need to move," he urged. "Now! I don't think this place is gonna last!"

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:28 am

Lance had been quick once the alarm had rang out. His cape trailed out after him as he ran, pushing past anyone in his way. At his side he had released his other Dragonair, the Pokemon that was slimmer of his team and thus would have an easier time keeping at his side in this mess.

He ground his teeth, biting back a shout of frustration. He couldn't find Layla, her noticeable blue hair not anywhere in his sight. Dragonair should have led her right back but something must have held them up.

A cry caught his attention and he was glad to see the other Dragonair, injured though she was, making her way to his side. Layla's Weavile was faster, unhindered by pain. Lance scowled further at this, reaching out to heal Dragonair.

"Where is she?" he barked glancing down at Weavile. He gestured for him to hop up into his hold. It would be quicker to see through the memory than discern what Weavile might say.

----[x]----

"Benga!" Blaire called out, her heart leaping up into her throat at the sound of his voice. He was quickly at her side, another woman over his shoulder - Lance's charge from what he could allow for the moment.

"We need another way out! They're converging back the way I came, trying to block off that route!"

Indeed more were coming from that area, blocking that immediate path of retreat. She paused speaking to Benga only to call out more orders. Her Pokemon were beginning to tire and it would not be long before they would need to rest. They couldn't afford to be here any longer.

Once she was sure they were down for the count what felt like minutes later but were only seconds she turned back to Benga. She froze, whatever she had been about to say dying on her lips. She could spy someone slipping up on them, gesturing wordlessly for a Scyther to attack Benga's unprotected back.

"BENGA! WATCH OUT!"

"Geodude, Magnitude!"

Blaire felt her breath catch in her throat as the building shook under their feet. They were unsteady, the Scyther was not, leaping through the air straight for Benga. It was up to Volcarona to defend him but would he get there in time? Blaire wouldn't know as the floor crumbled under her feet. The Magnitude attack was a weak one but the building was already unstable thanks to their assault on it.

A short scream left her, quickly caught in her throat. Matching yelps of terror joined it as Kujo and Cerberus were dragged down with her, landing heavily and falling through that as well. They rolled to a stop and Blaire found she was stunned, unable to catch her breath for the moment as smoke rose from the fires burning about. When she was able to move Cerberus was already at her side, nudging her up onto her side.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 1:51 am

Crux hadn't been so sure of this man. The concern he seemed to show for Layla was a tad strange in his opinion. What made him so concerned for her safety? He shook the thought from his mind.

Leaping into the man's hold, he silently conveyed what had happened. Whatever action Lance would take, Crux would follow if only to ensure his trainer was safe.

That boy who took her hadn't exactly been gentle in his rush. He had to wonder how badly her wounds had been jarred, learning of them not so long ago. It worried him immensely and he found himself anxious to move as quickly as they could manage.

----[x]----

Benga froze in shock as Blaire disappeared, floors crumbling beneath her and her Pokemon's feet. His heart felt like it had stopped in that moment, wide eyed as if expecting to see her in the clearing dust.

He hardly took notice to the Volcarona attacking the Scyther. He couldn't move, couldn't breath. It wasn't until the woman who was beside him yanked his hair hard did he snap out of it momentarily.

Benga blinked at her, watching her expression. A glare was still marred on her face though, it shifted toward the Scyther who had recovered from whatever attack Volcarona had managed to throw out. He scowled, watching the Pokemon for a moment.

"Fire Blast! Don't let any of them pass!"

Volcarona howled in agreement, sending a fury of flames bellowing through the hallway. He used the oppritunity to move to the exposed window beside them. Wind whipped as his hair and though the woman attempted to tug out of his grasp, he ignored her.

"Latias!"

The dragon Pokemon fly toward him as quickly as her wings would allow. He didn't spare any form of warning toward the woman, placing her on the Pokemon before he followed suit. She trembled, sucking in deep breaths, obviously afraid. Benga could not find any other way out. He'd have to trust the Blaire was alive. She had to be.

Calling Volcarona back, they sped off, smoke covering their path. Benga would land at the meeting place, far from the stronghold. Only then would he allow himself to panic, pacing furiously as every minute passed by.

The woman he had taken seemed less important now and she shifted awkwardly, gazing at the sky as if expecting something. Benga paid her no mind, lost in his own worries and thoughts.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:04 am

Lance's jaw clenched, allowing Weavile to leap from his arm once he had the information he needed. No doubt the one who took her would be making an escape nearby. He strode forward, the two Dragonair hurrying after him as he gestured for them to follow after. He had no doubts that Layla's Weavile would follow suit.

First he had to get to an area away from the center of the building. He needed an area that would allow his Dragonair to exit from a window unscathed so that they could give chase once they were found.

He had to skirt around destroyed areas. The two Pokemon that had circled the building had done a number, their attacks reaching through windows, tearing down walls and pillars. Much of the building had to have already collapsed and it would be no wonder if it fell further with such destruction done on it.

Minutes ticked by and Lance's aggravation grew at this. Finally, after much back tracking and finding safer routes over Lance was able to find an area. The entire wall had been blown away allowing an easy exit for his Pokemon. Off in the distance he could swear he could see another Dragonair landing.

"Well, it looks like we know where our first area to look is," he mused, gesturing for Weavile to hop on his shoulders. It would be an easy task for Lance to rid on his Dragonair as he always did. He wasn't sure if Layla's Pokemon would be able to without holding onto him for balance.

----[x]----

Kujo was quick to take up guard, blasting away anyone he could that tried to attack Blaire as Cerberus nudged her back onto her feet. She was in pain, not nearly as durable as a Pokemon was. Her ankle shot sharp pain up with each step and many scrapes and bruises were forming. A gash on her head was leaking blood and she tried to wipe it away, keeping it from her eye.

Blaire's vision was blurry, taking time to recover. She had to rely heavily on Kujo to lead her about, Cerberus taking up the mantle to attack without command. The process was slower than they would have liked. Minutes ticked by and it took much time before Blaire was able to think more coherently, fear rushing through her and clearing her mind.

She swallowed the lump in her throat. Was Benga safe? Did Volcarona manage to protect him? Blaire couldn't bring herself to think of Benga as dead. No, she refused to.

Ducking into a room, she called for Kujo to break out the window with a Flamethrower, calling for Shiva to come. She had to get to the meeting spot quickly. Kadabra would be there soon, ready to teleport them back out of danger and to a rebel base. She couldn't afford to miss it.

Kujo had to help Blaire atop Shiva before she recalled both of the fire-type Pokemon. Silently Dragonair flew off, only when she was sure that Blaire had a tight enough grip. The wind buffeted her and seemed to cause her wounds to scream further in pain.

It was with great relief when she could spot the fiery hair of Benga pacing below through the dead and thinned out leaves of the forest. Dragonair trilled a warning cry, as if her shadow would not be enough to alert the ones below of their arrival.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:23 am

Crux snorted, watching the man. He seemed to grow a little more agitated with what had been conveyed. Why, he had no inkling of an answer to that. It seemed he had himself set on finding Layla however.

Without another moment, he hopped onto his shoulders. He'd make sure his grip was steady, not used to flying. Layla had always feared heights, favoring riding on her Beartic if she needed to get somewhere fast.

It would be a new experience though Crux didn't seem to pay much mind to it. They had to find Layla as quickly as they could before that man started moving again.

----[x]----

Layla had remained silent the entire time. She was forced to sit down at a point, the pain in her ribs too much for her to handle. Sitting only ebbed the pain a little but it was better than standing. She figured the pain killer had worn off, doing her no good now.

She occasionally watched the fiery haired male, the one the woman had called out as 'Benga'. He seemed distraught, completely unsure if his friend was alright or not. Layla felt a little sorry for him.

Still, she didn't ask for this. Layla felt rather unnerved and agitated by the mere fact that she had been forced from the base. She hadn't asked him to do this. She didn't want it. Yet, he so easily had.

Her thoughts were broken as her gaze feel onto the skies again. A Dragonair was approaching and while Benga lifted his head immediately, Layla felt no relief.

Benga lifted his head as he caught sight of Shiva. The Dragonair landed carefully beside him. He swallowed hard as he moved to the Pokemon's side, crouching down and laying a hand on Blaire's shoulder.

She was in sorry shape at this point, barely conscious. How the woman survived, he couldn't be sure. He thanked whatever lucky stars they had left however.

"Hey," he called out, a great feeling of relief settling on him. "Glad I didn't lose ya."

He did his best to lay her on the ground without jarring the wounds. Digging through what supplies they had, he did his best to treat the wounds. They didn't have much. She needed a real doctor. But he'd do what he could.

He only hoped they had some time to spare. There was no telling who could find them out here.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:35 am

Once Weavile was in place Lance was quick to seat himself on Dragonair. The two were quick to exit the destroyed building, part of it still crumbling as fires raged within. They were speedy Pokemon and would make the trip in a short amount of time.

Still, they had to be careful. While some rebels were bleeding hearts he couldn't be sure what they would do to Layla upon seeing him. Lance had promised her safety, after all.

"Easy," he ordered to the two, gesturing to the other that flew several yards to their side. "Hang back, observe. We can't go in a rush. That could be detrimental."

Lance would wait a moment once they reached the area, hovering and observe from above what they might do. If they rushed for Layla to use as a shield they would have to tread carefully. If not they would be clear to attack if they did not let her come back to his side.

----[x]----

It was slow moving, getting her off of Shiva and onto the ground. Blaire found her panic settling quicker as soon as she heard Benga's voice, his hands reaching out to help her from her Pokemon's back. Blaire actively worked to keep weight off of her right foot, her ankle twisted from the fall and no doubt swollen in her boot.

She couldn't find it in her to joke back at the moment, to try to make light of the situation. Blaire had nearly died after witnessing Benga caught off guard by a Scyther. Until she had seen him from above she had worried he was dead.

When Benga turned back, bandages in hand until they could get to a doctor Blaire bit back the pain and threw her arms around his middle in a tight embrace, clutching at his shirt and not caring that Lance's assistant was nearby to view this display. She buried her face in his neck, blood from her forehead smearing though it was the least of her worries.

"Benga, I was so scared! I thought that..."

Her words tumbled out in a rush, her voice quiet and she trailed off, swallowing thickly.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:44 am

Benga tensed when she hugged him. His hands hovered above her frame for a moment before he returned the embrace carefully. He didn't want to harm her through the motion.

A hard frown lined his lips as she spoke. She had been as afraid as he was. Part of him stirred in response to that. He buried his face into her hair, keeping her close.

"I thought you were dead..." He conveyed quietly. "I...couldn't help you..."

For the moment, the woman they had brought from the base seemed forgotten. Whether or not she seemed to take relief in this was not to be seen.

Layla scowled slightly, turning her head away from the sight. She didn't want to see this kind of thing, no matter how 'touching' it was between the two. Her agitation and pain kept her from politely keeping silent.

She raised her gaze again, finding herself hoping that Lance might find her soon. Despite her best efforts, she found herself a little hollow knowing that she might not see him again. If she was taken to whatever base these two came from, she wouldn't be able to see him anymore.

Part of her had to wonder why she worried over that. It wasn't like they knew each other well.

Still, Lance had been the first person who had reached out to her. She wanted to be around him, despite his cold disposition. She didn't know if they thought that odd or not. She dismissed it. They seemed caught up in themselves at the moment and she remained silent, feeling rather lonely.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 3:01 am

Despite the situation - the fear that was slowly settling itself, the adrenaline that had begun to fade and the pain that was taking its place - Blaire felt her heart beat a little faster when Benga returned the embrace, burying his face in her hair carefully. Blaire kept her tight grip on Benga for several minutes, just glad for the moment that they were both alive.

"Benga?" she murmured pulling away just enough to catch his gaze. "Don't... Don't scare me like that again, alright?"

It wasn't exactly what she had meant to say but the meaning behind it was the same. She spared a glance around at the area. She could spot the woman Benga had found nearby, not making a run for it and looking away. Perhaps she was injured and couldn't run back on her own. Blaire couldn't be sure.

"When is Kadabra supposed to get here?" she asked, attempting to change the subject a little. "I still have to beat you up, you know."

No doubt they would have to spare some time after they got back to the base to talk. For now Blaire felt it was necessary to try and lower the tension a little. Perhaps get them focused on other things until they were in a safe area. Despite her initial reaction, one that arose not from rational thinking but a deep need to hold onto Benga in those first moments, she knew they would need to get things on track, if a little slowly.

Without Kadabra they could not get back, however. They were sitting ducks waiting for him. Blaire had no idea how Benga had gotten out of the building but with her own escape on Dragonair any number of those still inside the building with a means to follow could be after them now.

----[x]----

It would not be long now. Already he could see a small clearing in the trees, deeper in than he had originally guessed at from his position back at the destroyed stronghold.

The wind whipped at he and Weavile, tearing at his clothes and hair mercilessly. These things did not bother him. No, he kept a tight grip on the Dragonair he rode, his eyes peeled for any hint of those that had taken Layla.

Lance hoped that they had not gotten far. If they had or even if they had an escape plan ready for this abandoned area than he might be completely out of luck. It was almost impossible to track down a competent rebel.

"There! Move in slowly but be ready to strike if they look ready to run," he called as the distance closed.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 11:42 am

Benga snorted slight as she pulled away. "Only if you do the same..."

It was the first time he had really felt cold fear pulsing through him since this had all began. It was a horrible feeling, not being able react or breath or feel. That cold fear had gripped at him so hard, he hadn't been able to move.

At her question, he glanced about, trying to regain his composure. Kadabra should have been here. Still, it was hard to say. They might have actually beaten the Pokemon here. How much time was spent in the stronghold, they had both been rather unsure of.

"Don't worry too much about it," he reassured. "I'm sure he'll be here soon."

He spared a glance toward the woman near them. She had yet to move, her arm still wrapped tightly around her side. He gnawed at the inside of his mouth. What was she thinking?

"I'm sorry. I might have hurt you more then helped."

It was only in a bid to get her talking. She seemed in a foul mood over it all. Part of him had to wonder why she was so attached to Lance. Hadn't the man abused her as well? They could only assume Stockholm's Syndrome at this point.

He didn't receive a reply. She simply turned her gaze further from them and refused to speak. Benga heaved a heavy sigh in response. There was a heavy amount of tension lingering above them. He caught the woman raising her head again. This time, he followed her gaze.

His heart sank at the sight.

"Dammit!"

Benga got to his feet, standing in front of Blaire. They'd been followed and not just by anyone. Why would Lance follow this one woman? He had no inkling as to why. She could have been replaced by another. Yet here he was, descending upon them.

With Blaire injured, he the worst. What was his intention? Benga could only wait and see.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 2:21 pm

Whatever else might have been said between the three or any attempts to break the other woman out of her shell a little were interrupted before they even began. Her gaze upward was followed by Blaire and Benga and even Shiva, yet to be recalled to her pokeball.

While Benga was the faster out of the two, far less injured than she was, Blaire still attempted to get to her feet, keeping close to him. Lance seemed to eye them closely, waiting for their initial reaction. Whatever he expected it didn't seem to happen.

"It seems you've taken something of mine," Lance called out, a Weavile on his shoulder looking imploringly at the woman Benga had gotten out of the stronghold. "If you give her back you might be able to get out of this alive."

Blaire reached out, taking up the back of Benga's shirt in her hands. With her ankle as it was she wouldn't be able to run or dodge anything. Even now she was doing her best to keep weight off of it.

"And if we don't?" she ventured carefully.

Shiva carefully positioned herself in front of them all, glaring up at the man with two others of her own kind.

"Then things will begin to get ugly for you."

It was a simple statement and even as he said it he called out another Pokemon, an Aerodactyl, to which he leaped to, freeing up the other Dragonair for any battle that would arise. Why was he giving them a choice? This baffled Blaire but she tried to put it from her mind. Now wasn't the time for that when two powerful looking Dragonair were leering down at them.

"Benga?" she questioned, glancing at him for an answer. He had been the one to risk getting the woman out of the stronghold. Blaire didn't feel it was really her right to make the call for them even if Shiva looked ready for battle.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 3:40 pm

Benga clenched his jaw, shooting a glance at the woman. She'd not moved, only shifted her gaze toward the pair once or twice. She struggled to get to her feet, wincing, her arm wrapped around her.

Benga had to wonder what this man wanted with her. Did she know something? Was he only attempting to get her back so he might protect whatever information she might have? Why else would he come all the way out here?

His thoughts shifted toward Blaire however, given her condition, she couldn't fight. She wouldn't be able to dodge or protect herself. Her Pokemon were exhausted as well. He couldn't risk them being thrown into battle.

It was all a gamble, either way he weighed it. Risk themselves to keep what information the woman had or give up that information to keep themselves safe and alive.

What if this woman knew nothing at all? If they attempted to fight for her freedom, would it be in vain?

Benga frowned, shaking his head. "We can't risk it," he spoke quietly back to Blaire. "We're exhausted and you're injured. If we took the chance and she knew nothing, we could just be losing more then we gain."

He hated talking about a life in this manner. It was them or her at the moment and the odds weren't stacking up in their favor. He motioned for the woman to go. There was no ounce of fear that crossed her face, nothing to give any form of hint that she was despairing over it.

"You can go," he announced a moment after. "We won't fight."

Still, Benga felt a steady amount of frustration and guilt on his shoulders. He watched her carefully, advancing carefully toward Lance and his Pokemon. He might have just let their only lead leave their side. But he couldn't risk Blaire being hurt worse or killed.

There was too much weighing on this. He just couldn't risk it.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 4:07 pm

Lance waited, perhaps a little too patiently. Still, he did not care for the idea of Layla's health being risked further because of any hasty action. He didn't care for the rebels and would let them leave if they did as he asked. He might have been apart of Genesis but it was only at face value.

The two seemed to talk it over in hushed breaths, the boy keeping himself between Lance's Pokemon and her. He seemed frustrated, mulling things over before he turned - minutes later - to Layla.

A triumphant smirk flitted over Lance's lips at the end result. He had to admit they were smarter than others that had tried to take what was his in the past. Aerodactyl lowered himself further to the ground, ducking so that Lance could help the woman on his back.

"A smart move," he complimented, eyeing the two warily. He couldn't rule out any chance of a surprise attack even if he doubted it would happen.

Blaire swallowed, her throat aching from all the smoke inhalation. She shuffled a little closer to Benga, well aware that Lance was eyeing them carefully for any attack they might loose. Shiva's tail flicked at the air like that of a metronome, slow and precise, as she eyed the other two dragons. Neither seemed inclined to make a move without an order and for that Blaire was thankful.

"Are you sure about this, Benga?" she whispered.

It was a gamble in itself. Either that woman had information they needed or she didn't. Perhaps Lance had only come out this way because of something more personal between the two. It was impossible to tell at this point.

She could spot Lance's gaze flicker to something behind them and the telltale "Kadab?" answered any questions that the action might have created.

"Well, it looks as if your escape has come," Lance noted almost conversationally. Blaire resisted a scoff, instead choosing to press a little closer to Benga. "It might be beneficial for you to be off before any surviving members of that stronghold come combing through these trees."

With that word of advice Lance swung himself back up onto Aerodactyl behind the other woman and took off, the great wing beats kicking off great gusts of wind. His pair of Dragonair were quick to take into the skies after him with keening cries.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 4:44 pm

Benga shook his head, watching as Lance and his Pokemon disappeared from sight. Wherever they were headed was unknown to them. Until rumors started filtering through again, he couldn't even begin to guess.

"What a waste," He muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

The whole thing had put a damper on his mood. Why would Lance want that woman back so badly? If she had been desperate and wanting to get away, she would have been inclined to speak, even give up information long before Lance had shown up.

Yet, he had given them a choice and took care of that woman as carefully as he could manage. It left him confused, unsure of the situation that had played itself out.

"At least we know he has his own agenda..." He muttered, trying to find light in the situation. "If he'd been like any of the others, he would have taken the chance to kill us then and there. He wouldn't have given us a choice or let us go."

Benga blinked at the Kadabra waiting patiently for them. "Let's worry about it later." He noted, sticking his hand out for Blaire to take. "We'll get back to the base and fix you up."

Benga did his best to offer a smirk at the woman. The entire thing hadn't exactly gone according the plan but in his opinion, there was one less strong hold to worry about and people had escaped. It might have been a smaller light of the situation, but it was better than nothing at all.

----[x]----

Layla hated flying. Her heart raced and her palms began to sweat, her body trembled despite her efforts. Inside was a whirl of nervousness and panic. Every time she even looked at something too high or flew, it was the same result.

Lance seemed keen on this method and she did her best not to protest. Still, she pressed her back against his chest as far as she could manage it. She knew he wouldn't let her fall but her mind was screaming different things.

Once in a while, Crux would lean over Lance's shoulder, attempting to provide some form of comfort to the woman. If she paid mind to it, it wasn't shown.

Layla couldn't tell where they would be headed. She didn't want to speak, too afraid what composure she had would be shattered into a fit of panic. She'd never suffered a panic attack before and didn't want to start now.

Wherever Lance was headed, she would remain silent until on the ground again, where she could let herself calm.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 5:01 pm

Blaire sighed at the idea of Lance having his own plans. What would they entail? Did they match up to anything close to the rebels plans or was it something else that they would have to fight to prevent? It was troubling to Blaire but she put it from her mind as best she could. If there were two forces fighting Genesis, one hidden in shadows right under their noses, then they might win yet. Anything else could be worried about after.

"I very much like that idea," she answered instead, pushing the worries aside.

Her hand slipped into Benga's proffered one, allowing him to help her towards the confused Kadabra. Blaire paused only long enough to recall Shiva who looked a little more relieved now that the potential threat that was Lance had left.

She had a pronounced limp and she couldn't move to fast on her own. Blaire grunted, a little agitated at this.

"I hate Magnitude," she pouted, attempting to lighten up the mood before Kadabra would teleport them back to the Mount Moon base. It was hidden away in tunnels carved by Onix. Brock's Pokemon always came in handy at that base, digging new rooms when they were needed.

----[x]----

Lance frowned, well aware that Layla seemed to harbor a fear of heights. The way she trembled and pushed herself back against his chest was far more indicator than he needed. It only helped further the obvious fear when she refused to look down below them.

Carefully he slipped an arm around her waist, well aware that he had to watch for her damaged ribs. He'd rather not injure her further.

"It won't be far," he murmured in her ear. "We'll stop at Saffron City soon."

He had someone to meet there, to let them know of what was happening. No doubt higher-ups in Genesis would be trying to get in touch with him however it was never a new issue if he could not be contacted right away. A part of him suspected that they knew he had no qualms with letting them fall if he wanted to.

Weavile yet again reached out, trying to reassure Layla. Lance worried that Weavile might lose his grip, buffeted by the winds as they were, and slip off entirely. This never seemed to happen however Lance kept a careful eye out for any indicator that it might end that way.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 5:50 pm

Benga resisted a chuckle at her words. He couldn't laugh at her in so much pain, even if that was what she intended to have done. The thought of it seemed a little horrible in mind. He shook his head instead, shooting her a smirk.

The Mount Moon base was as crowded as ever upon returning. Thankfully, Kadabra teleported them close to the infirmary, saving them the time of having to go there themselves. It was for the best. He'd rather not have to deal with several people upon their return.

No doubt, many would have questions when they took note Blaire and Benga were back.

He let the Kadabra know to find Alder only if the man was free. His grandfather often times had more to deal with than most of the rebels knew. Helping Blaire into the infirmary, he glanced around.

It was quiet here despite the noises outside of the doors. Benga moved over toward a table where he picked Blaire up easily, setting her upon it. He ignored the yelp of surprise but shot a smirk in her direction.

"I'll find someone," he informed, jerking a thumb toward the doors that led to another room. "We'll get you fixed up, pronto."

Benga gave a brief wave before he walked off, searching for a doctor. The search would be a short one and they would both return to Blaire's side in a matter of minutes, Benga standing by patiently, listening to what the doctor had to say of Blaire's condition.

----[x]----

Layla inhaled several shaky breaths. Lance kept a hold on her and in turn, she tried to calm herself. Even so, the flight left her with no relief. Even the sight of the city was little relief to her. Until they landed, she could not find much comfort.

Eventually they did. Layla was glad to place her feet back on the ground, Lance having to help her off the Pokemon's back. She trembled quite a bit and her head whirled in protest.

Crux leapt from his shoulders to hers, nuzzling his cheek into her own. She reached out, patting him, offering a small smile in return. It would take her quite some time to reign herself in.

"Thank you, Lance." She finally spoke up, though, her tone was hushed.

He'd done what he could to reassure her as well. It was enough for her. Even if that was a form of travel they'd have to take often, she at least knew he'd keep an eye on her well-being.

She thought back to his words and her heart picked up pace a little. Claiming her as his own? The thought left her rather dizzy all over again, finding a strange feeling warming her chest. She was sure it was simply a figure a speech. Still, part of her seemed to want to protest that thought entirely.

Layla wrapped an arm around herself again, attempting to ebb what pain had arisen away again.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 6:17 pm

It was short work to the infirmary, recently made larger with the help of some friendly Geodude. When Benga picked her up to place her on the table Blaire could not stop the yelp that left her nor the way her heart seemed to skip a beat at the action. He was gone before she could retort, tossing her a playful smirk after that to locate the doctor in the other room.

She huffed a little, willing away the pink that colored her cheeks. Instead she gingerly stripped off the jacket and long-sleeved shirt before they arrived minutes later.

It was quick work to examine the scrapes and bruises. The biggest gash was the one on her forehead that required a few stitches after being cleaned up and numbed. While that happened he had taken to prodding at her rib cage, inspecting for any cracked or broken ribs. All the while he asked for details on her fall to get a clearer picture of what might need attention.

"Does that hurt?" he asked, prodding at a bruised area along her ribs.

Blaire had to stop herself from slapping his hand away, well aware that he was only doing his job. "Of course it does! You just poked a big bruise!" she protested a little whiny in the process.

"Aside from the bruise, I meant."

"No."

"Well, you've got off very lucky for such a fall. I'll have to ask that you resist running off out of the base until your ankle at the very least heals," he finally announced, setting to work on stitching up the gash. "And I'd prefer it if you try to remain awake for the night in case of a concussion."

----[x]----

Lance watched Layla carefully as she moved as gingerly as she could manage. No doubt some more damage had been done to her ribs. He shook his head at this, quashing the anger that tried to build up at that. Instead he gave a dismissive "your welcome" in response to her thinks before recalling his Pokemon.

"We'll locate a hospital and have you looked at again."

With that said he placed a hand along her back, steering her in the right direction. Hospitals had a tendency to be stationed near Pokemon Centers now-a-days so that both were easily located.

"After that there is someone that I have to meet with. I'll leave you with Dragonite for the time I'm away."

In the distance he could spy the Pokemon Center's red roof and had to resist picking up his pace. Layla could only move so fast, even if some were leering at her as if she were easy prey. In their eyes she might have been.

Lance shot these people warning glances, well aware that many knew who he was.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 7:14 pm

Benga had to resist laughing at Blaire's expense over the time the doctor prodded her. She was a very impatient woman and didn't care for much of this at all. Regardless, it had to be done whether she liked it or not.

"You could at least thank the man," He jested a little. "Even if it could have been worse, he still stitchin' ya back up."

He ignored the look sent in his direction, shaking his head slightly. Blaire never quite cared to be in these situations. The fact that he was ordering her to stay put in the base might have caused her to get a little anxious.

She always preferred being out and about, after all.

Benga watched carefully as the doctor took to stitching her wound. He wondered if his grandfather was particularly busy today. The man would have to see them at some point. They still had information to pass, especially about Lance and the woman they lost.

Part of him wondered if they should focus on retrieving her again, if they could. Still, it was a risk in itself and Lance seemed rather adamant on keeping her at his side, for whatever the reason.

Benga attempted to shake these thoughts from his mind. They weren't important at the moment.

----[x]----

Layla nodded toward his words, allowing him to lead her through the city. He knew it better than she did. Layla had only known a few of these places in Kanto. Her homeland being Unova, she hadn't quite delved into all of the information she could on the region she was in now.

The people here were none too friendly, though, that much didn't surprise her. Rumors of her arrival in Lance's hands must have spread.

Crux would glare, hiss, and spit at those he deemed too close to her. Most snickered at the small Pokemon's attempt. The Pokemon was doing his best to make her feel safe.

She brushed her bangs out of her face as they came closer to the center. It was a slow pace only as such so her ribs wouldn't complain too badly. She glanced at him a moment later.

"Um...If I may pry," she began carefully. "Is it something important?"

Layla had no inkling on who he had to meet up with or what would be said. Much of Lance was still a mystery to her. She couldn't make heads or tails of him yet. Whether or not he'd let her in, trust her a little more, remained to be seen.

Until he did, she'd put what trust she had into him.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 7:38 pm

"Watch it," she warned, tossing him a look as he prodded at her predicament. "I'll give you a concussion soon enough."

Finishing up the last of the sutures the doctor shook his head, his hair cropped short so as not to get in the way when he had to work on delicate injuries. Taping the bandage over the area he stepped back, stripping off the gloves he had donned for the job and tossing them in a nearby trash can.

"I'm afraid we're out of pain killers as of the moment," he informed, glancing between the two. It was no secret around the base that the two were quite close. "If the boys sent out to raid for supplies are successful and aren't held up we'll be able to give you some later tonight."

"Eh, I'll live. Thanks, doc," Blaire answered, waving her hand dismissively. He shook his head again and headed off, back to counting inventory as he had been before Benga had fetched him.

Blaire reached out, taking Benga's shirt in her hands and tugging at it to pull him closer. "Hey, Benga, can you give me a piggy back ride? Like when we were kids?"

She didn't necessarily want to put weight on her ankle for awhile, not until it was feeling better. She might even have to get an ice pack for it later for the swelling.

"I wanna leave Kujo with Nurse Joy, too. I landed on him on the way down...." She trailed off then. It didn't need any further explanation. Kujo had padded her fall unintentionally and was most likely injured because of it. Just because he had not been limping did not mean there was no damage done when they fell. She'd leave Cerberus in Nurse Joy's care as well as a precaution.

----[x]----

Lance admired Weavile's attempt to force others to keep their glares and leers off of Layla. Despite being so small he was making an effort for his trainer. Something like this helped to keep his mind off of the two rebels that had, for all intents and purposes, kidnapped Layla.

He mulled over his answer. There was no real harm in responding, not at the moment.

"It all depends on Lorelei," he relented. "She has a habit of toying with others."

Lance hated to admit that he fell in that number as well, despite being stronger than the ice-type specialist. Lorelei had a habit of ignoring such things, after all.

"It won't take long either way," Lance reassured, glancing down at her.

They approached the hospital's sliding doors and Lance made quick work of signing her in. Not only would his old status as Kanto's Champion have sped up the process but being a part of Genesis made things much easier. A nurse was quick to lead them to a bed in the next room, drawing the curtains and telling them that a doctor would be there shortly.

Lance snorted at that. Shortly could be anywhere from twenty minutes to hours.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 8:56 pm

Benga was a little surprised to be tugged so closely toward Blaire. He felt his cheeks warm slightly. Clearing his throat, he turned slightly. It wasn't so big a deal. Why did it bother him?

He turned, letting the woman slid onto his back. When she was settled would be the only point when he took to walking about.

"I think I can manage it," He jested, moving toward the doors. They'd be catching quite a bit of attention when they stepped out into the open. "Let's hope Kujo isn't hurt too badly."

Pushing their way into the hallways, he spared a grin at those who they passed by. They didn't have a lot of time to spare at the moment to explain anything that had happened. News might have spread pretty quickly.

"They'll all want to know what happened," he mused lightly. "The old man will too, in more detail."

It wouldn't take them too long to get to the 'Center' of sorts, where Nurse Joy resided. She took care of several Pokemon here and he had no idea how she did it. It was admirable, at best.

"Hey, we got a couple more patients for ya!" He called out, catching the woman's attention.

Only when Blaire gave her Pokemon to Joy would they take off again. As long as she didn't want to stay too long. Benga couldn't be sure of how long she wanted to wait to see if her Pokemon were alright.

----[x]----

Layla had heard the name before though, she knew nothing about the woman. She didn't care to hear that she liked to toy with people. Layla never cared for that kind of thing. She figured if she didn't have to meet this woman, she would be fine.

The trip through the hospital was quick. Now, waiting, Crux moved into her lap. Waiting on these doctors was always the hardest thing to do. What pain would ebb away would only return when the doctor would prod her later on.

She hated that. If she was injured, she was injured. It was the simplest of matters to deal with.

She glanced at Lance, noting his impatience. The wait could very well be a long one and he had business to attend to.

"You don't have to stay," she reassured with a slight smile. "I'll be fine." She folded her hands, her arms around Crux. "You know, unless the doctor is some crazed, sadistic person who actively uses people who come in here as some science puppets, I'll be okay."

Layla paused, thinking those words over. She shook her head, smilingly slightly, ducking her head a little in embarrassment.

"I need to stop reading horror stories..."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:12 pm

Blaire was grateful when Benga agreed, allowing her to slide up onto his back, her arms wrapped around his neck carefully. Yet again she found that she very much liked to be this close to Benga.

It was definitely faster with Benga walking when she did not have to deal with her limp. She hoped that her ankle would heal soon if only so that she wouldn't feel like such a burden.

"I hope he didn't break any of his ribs," she mumbled, feeling a little bad about the entire ordeal now that they were in a safe place. It wasn't exactly like she had a choice in how she had fallen though it didn't alleviate any of the guilt.

Blaire hummed in reply to Benga's observation. When anyone went out to raid a stronghold or to damage it in some way everyone wanted the news. It wasn't something that was new, after all. Still, it could be annoying sometimes, having to repeat the same bite-sized version over and over for people.

Nurse Joy was quick to approach them when Benga called out for her. Already a few Pokemon were there, resting and being taken care of by Chansey. Blaire frowned at that. It seemed there were quite a few new additions to the make-shift Center. Blaire was quick to hand over Cerberus and Kujo's pokeballs, making sure to explain what had happened with Kujo.

Nurse Joy had a serious look on her face as she hurried away, calling Chansey to her side for any extra help she might need.

It was quiet for a few moments after that. Blaire ducked her head into the back of Benga's neck, still feeling guilty over landing on Kujo. It wasn't like they could do much here, either.

"Hey, let's go find Papa Bear and see if he's busy," she suggested, not wanting to wait about and take up space.

----[x]----

Lance took a seat, folding his arms over his chest. It would be a wait, he was aware, but he was in no real rush to go speak to Lorelei, either. If it was dire information she had she would have told him about it already in some other fashion.

He glanced up at Layla as she spoke, smiling at him. Lance shook his head, closing his eyes for the wait they would endure. Still, a snort of amusement escaped him as Layla rambled on about sadistic doctors using their patients as experiments.

"Lorelei's not going anywhere," he justified. "I can afford to sit here and wait."

In truth he was worried about Layla's injuries. How much worse were they now? Lance wanted to know the extent of the damage and perhaps put his mind at ease a little about it.

"Besides with a runaway mind like that it might be best if I do stay." It was the closest he had come to a joke with her yet. Lance wondered if she'd realize that or not.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Jan 29, 2013 9:53 pm

Benga glanced back at Blaire. She seemed to be taking the entire situation rather hard. He knew she felt guilty. He couldn't really say it was her fault, the attack had caught them all off guard. Still, he wouldn't voice it. If he did, she'd only withdraw into herself or not believe it. That's how Blaire normally was.

Instead, he moved out of the make shift center and back into the hallway again. It would take time to find Alder, especially with those around them attempting to stop them every few moments. Benga attempted to remain patient with them.

He heaved a heavy sigh after a while. "It's always the same," He noted, attempting to start some form of conversation between them. "No one can just pick up the news from one person we've told; has to be us directly."

It was never easy on them. They didn't have particular patience for the matter and preferred to get what they wanted done, not be stopped very few moments to retell the happenings.

Benga was still rather annoyed that Lance showed up in the first place and didn't care to have to repeat that detail.

"Wonder what the old man will think," he mused. "If he'll want to see that girl for himself or not."

It wasn't uncommon. People like her often held information despite how they appeared. There was no telling however and they might be jumping the gun in return. She didn't seem afraid of Lance after all and was rather adamant to return to his side.

"Unless, you know, the guy actually picked up a girl friend and that's why he chased us down..." He jested after a moment.

They'd heard the stories since coming to Kanto. Lance was a rather closed off individual, from what most knew. Thinking of the situation in that matter actually made him snicker a little.

----[x]----

Layla was a little surprised to find Lance sticking around. In the passed days, she took notice that he often left on business, leaving her to her own devices. It wasn't that she minded this fact, she was actually pleased that he was sticking around.

She'd rather have the company than to be alone, after all.

Layla still smiled, even at his words. She knew that it was rather true. In fact, her mind ran away so often, it was hard pulling her back to reality. This, for the most part, was how she dealt with most of the days in Genesis' hold. It was her only escape.

"That's...that's actually rather accurate." She smiled slightly as she spoke. She scratched her cheek slightly. "It's always been this way, for as long as I can remember."

Indeed it had. She was often lost in her own wonderings, whether about a book or theory. Snapping her back into reality took time and she often went on tangents about some wild idea she had. It had put most people off in the old days, unsure of how to respond to her thinking.

She feel silent for a moment, watching him. What was on his mind? She found that question whirled through her head quite a bit. She hardly knew the man though he seemed to pick up on her traits rather easily, despite her being so damaged. Layla knew that she was an open book, she did not try to hide her needs, they were quite easy to pick out.

Layla found that she wanted to know Lance, even if he wouldn't allow that. He was rather closed off, for whatever reason he may have, and was testing the waters with her.

Catching herself staring, she ducked her head slightly, her cheeks warming a little. She cleared her throat as if to dismiss herself, watching Crux as he seemed to smile up at her in a mischievous manner.