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[Light]

He crosses his arms and glares at the space in front of him, "Go away." He hisses in his mind crossly, trying to push the connection away.

"I know you don't like them... But you can't be like this. They're part of fathers old regime, and until you find others to replace them, they are all you have to work with,"

[CrimsonMoon]

She watces him and silently thinks... What scenario would they provide assistance in?

[Light]

"They're decoration," he says aloud, before cursing colorfully under his breath. "A waste of money, a waste of time. Wish I didn't have to deal with this,"

Kitto softly puts a hand on his shoulder as he scratches at the necklace like it was a collar, "It'll be okay; you have me and Xena, alright?"

[CrimsonMoon]

Xena frowns and hops off the roof, suddeny walking straight to these so called 'elders'," Excuse me, i am but a foreignor but what is your position?" She asks sweetly, her words laced with honey

[Light]

The old man turns his head to her, looking at her with blatant arrogance, "Adviser, foreigner," his lips curl, "and you? What of your position?"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Just another idiotic foreignor," She replies sweetly," And what do you advise upon? I'm merely curious because you obviously know more of the culture then I.." (Apply cold water on burn xD)

[Light]

"We advise the Lord on many matters," he crosses his arms under his sleeves, glowering at her, "Like not trusting foreigners such as yourself. We know what happens when one of your kind come to our world--and so should our Lord." (meow XD)

[CrimsonMoon]

" Ah, alright... So i suppose thats why trade is so horrible here?" She turns her back and taps her chin," So you discourage interaction with outsiders, as a result, you economy souly survives on hand outs and what work your people can scrap up." She glances over her shoulder," Cute." (XD)

[Light]

"Yes, and I suppose your people go around burning villages to the ground and killing everyone in their path. That works quite well for you, doesn't it?" he turns away, "Why work with monsters that kill amongst themselves constantly? Bloody savages that have no respect--savages that we have tried to befriend--and ended up getting stabbed in the back." he looks over his shoulder mocking her, "How impertinent."