Stop...Theif? (Draas)

[Silisea Nerine]

As Silisea finally came up with a plan, she just realized that Draas had gone and went with a more...head on approach. She quickly realized what he was doing was fixing the problem, but at the same time, making matters worse. Silisea moved quickly on all fours moving as fast as she could toward the man that had been sitting there paralyzed. Sei Sei turned in circles bucking left and right like a wild bull. Before the horse could smash the old man's head in, Silisea managed to push him out of the way and roll herself out of harms way. Silisea panted surprised she wasn't dead yet and stood up back on all fours realizing that Draas was still on a mad horse. She stood up on her own two legs and started speaking in a soft tone to the horse. "Sei Sei...please calm down. Thee rope is off, don't worry...Draas took it off." she placed her hands out in front of her cautiously moving towards Sei Sei as the horse calmed down finally. Silisea sighed in relief as Sei Sei placed her head in against her chest. She petted the horse careful not to cut Sei Sei's head with her nails. "What a freaking ugly horse you are..." A sharp pain ran up her arm as she grabbed her shoulder squinted from the pain. It was a possibility she could have bruised her arm or worse. Being a Symenestra was quite difficult, since, you can hurt yourself so easily. Her jaw clenched from the pain, but luckily for her, she had gotten hurt enough when she was smaller that she realized what this pain actually was. Silisea took off her cloak letting it fall to the floor as she checked her left arm for the bruise. Sure enough, there it was...a huge bruise running from her deltoid all the way down to the middle of her bicep. It wasn't the first time she had a bruise this big. Many times when she was dancing she had happen to hurt herself badly. Even one time breaking a bone; a painful experience, but, taught her much. Now that she checked herself, question was...is Draas okay?

[Draas]

Draas was fine, probably. He did not get off the horse as the situation started to wind down... rather, he leaned forward with a very serious expression, resting against the creature's large neck. He tucked his knife back into his belt, then let his arms dangle to the side, as if they were suddenly useless.

They weren't, he was just coming down from an adrenaline rush, and didn't know what else to do with himself. He looked very serious, eyeing that bruise on his new acquaintance's arm while his face was half-pressed against a mane. He made a low grumbling sound, perhaps one of concern, but said nothing after that.

First, his vial was stolen (and it was deeply relieving to feel the pressure of that little cylinder pressed securely against his chest). Then, he was accused of being a thief. Then, he was treated very kindly in apology for the aforementioned accusations--and now, he was sitting on top of her horse after it ran panicked through the Bizarre.

He hoped that this wasn't how every day in Alvadas was going to go. It was too confusing. As if reaching some conclusion, he reached forward to pat Sei Sei sympathetically on the ribs.

"Sorry," he finally said, definitely to the horse. If he was concerned about her wound, he wasn't showing it yet.

[Silisea Nerine]

Sei Sei collapsed to the ground seeming exhausted from the whole endeavor. The front of her legs were curled towards the front of her body while her his legs rested at one of her sides. Silisea sighed once again and poked Draas at the shoulder a tiny bit irritated. She made sure not to pierce him, but, give him enough of a sharp poke to make her point. "That horse needs none of your pity. It's just idiotic to the point where I should just claim it as crippled." she said, kicking the horse's side a little making Sei Sei grumble. "If anything...it should be me saying sorry..." she mumbled under her breath. The old man sat up slowly off the ground confused and unsure what was happening at the moment. Silisea looked towards the man hearing him get up a chime or two later. She looked around her taking in her surroundings not having a chance to when she was dealing with the mess that was at hand. Whispers could be heard all around about the crazed bourse and the unexpected heros. There were also whispers of who this horse actually belonged to. Silisea's shoulder began to throb like a heart beat making her feel even more uneasy. A crowd and pain was always things she liked to avoid. Her eyes shifted back to Draas showing her feelings of being vulnerable. She shook her head sitting next to the horse placing her bag down and opening it. As she searched through the bag she found an apple taking it out and feeding it to the horse. "Your plan was great by the way. Despite the whole risk of injuring an old man and yourself, including me, your plan worked out perfectly. The only casualty is my now very bruised arm but I could care less." Silisea smiled sarcastically rubbing off the juices of the apples that were on her palms on her pants. Whenever Silisea did get annoyed, it took her a few chimes to get cooled off. There really isn't a lot of things that can get Silisea worked up. The horse was an except of course.