A Hunt For Memories (Come and join in everyone)

[winger]

Ysma was glad that she had yet to wast her eneregy on this battle. Then she noticed Nynaeve she glanced in her dirtion and stared then turned away,

[alakin1]

Onibachi's grin faded for a moment as Zukoron's tendril's grabbed hold of him, something smashed into his chin, sending his mask flying off and exposing his child-like face, with its mismatched eyes. He felt the tentacles of darkness moving, and guessed he was about to be thrown to the ground.

He curled up into a ball, as much as he could at least, but before he could be thrown the tendrils suddenly loosened. Seeing a chance, Onibachi freed his arm and sliced at the tendril, hoping to cut it off and free himself.

[Zukoron]

Onibachi cuts it, but not causing Zukoron pain, but he was alerted to it and it did let Onibachi free as well. He got the right spot to make the others let loose and Zukoron looks down to Onibachi wondering what the child looking being will do, as the mismatched eyes was almost a nice touch as it was something Zukoron found interesting.

[alakin1]

Onibachi gave a snide smile to Zukoron as he landed agilely on his feet, crouching. He'd been dragged into this fight too quickly for his liking, and with no proper reason. He needed somewhere safe where he could reason with this brainless fool or work out some optimal strategy for defeating him. It struck him that Nynaeve hadn't been attacked. Zukoron had attacked them all, but not the lady. A friend? Consort? It didn't matter, what mattered was that if he was near her Zukoron might break off his attack.

Wasting no time, he stood up and, pausing only to grab his mask, almost sprinted towards Nynaeve. Distracted as he tried to put his mask back on, his foot caught a rock and he fell forwards in a roll, falling in a neat bundle next to Nynaeve. Grinning inanely, he looked rather pathetic.

[Zukoron]

Zukoron smiles when he sees Onibachi dashing towards Nynaeve Zukoron made no move as he looks around and wonders what to do. As he saw Onibachi did not want to be in the fight at the time or at all, so that is why he did not attack.

[Mitsukai]

Nynaeve merely raised an eyebrow at the child. She had seen the pause, the glance towards her, and the thoughtful face.

He was up to something...

I'll have to keep an eye on this one as well...

"Nice of you to roll in, child, if that is what you truly are..." she whispered so that only he could hear before glancing over at Zukoron who has also stopped.

"Are you quite done now?" she inquired clearly. Now would be a good time for the fight to be brought to a close, if you could call it that.

[alakin1]

Onibachi pulled himself up, pausing only to brush some dirt out of his clothes. He silently replaced his mask,

"If that is what I truly am? Why, what else might I be? A sorceror? A prince? A god? Might I not look more impressive if I were anything but what I am?" he looked pensively at her, his eyes shining with amusement,

"And if I am not what I seem, what might you be? Or anyone here or afar?"

[Mitsukai]

Since the battle had died down, or so she hoped, Nyaneve stood up also. There was no reason to be sitting anymore.

"Anything is possible child, but you have quite a lot of wisdom for a head so small," she answered. "And what I am... well, perhaps you'll find out soon enough."

[Zukoron]

Zukoron smirks as his armor dissappears as his clothes appear fine as he drops himself and lands on the ground and he walks over to Nynaeve and he looks into her eyes and says.

"Sure if you say so...Although it is truely up to the child here since it does take two to fight and well I will not disapoint."

As he was talking to her he had made a tendril form from his foot going under the ground popping out by the child to start annoyingly poke Onibachi to irritate him, mainly for the fun of it.

[alakin1]

Onibachi gave a thin-lipped smile as he attempted to bat Zukoron's tendril away,

"I have better things to do than fight a brainless, foolish; imbecilic, idiotic; unintelligent, self-centred; big-headed, knavish; moronic, witless; weak-minded, thick-headed; dense, obtuse; and above all, obnoxious simpleton. If you don't understand that, my answer is N-O."

[Mitsukai]

"Stop it!" Nynaeve commanded, quite irritated at this point. "You, boy, were the one who provoked the fight first. There's utterly no reason for it so let us stop and be on our way."

She glared at Zukoron before giving a pointed look at the tendril. This was honestly becoming rediculous.

[Zukoron]

Zukoron held off a very big smile as Onibachi was talking his very harsh, yet funny words as they all were the same thing, which was kinda funny, and when Nynaeve went off he couldn't help it he started laughing and he even feel over laughing and rolling around on the ground. He always thought this kind of stuff was funny. Even when directed at him.

[winger]

Ysma was glad that all the fussing was over with,or atleast for now it seemed. She looked at the three who were all chatting to each other and shook her head as if to say ' I have no such chats.' then she walked from her conner so that she could get a better look at the others before her.

[winger]

Ysma was glad that all the fussing was over with,or atleast for now it seemed. She looked at the three who were all chatting to each other and shook her head as if to say ' I have no such chats.' then she walked from her conner so that she could get a better look at the others before her.

[alakin1]

Onibachi glanced at Nynaeve, his small eyebrows raised,

"On our way? You speak as though we have a destination. Then again, in the end, we all have the same destination, death. Godly or mortal, divine or unholy, from something we came and to something we return. The trees age and fall, the gods powerful crumble, nothing is immortal, nothing is eternal, not even death."