[color=6ecff6]Béatrix:[/color]

Trixy reached for Adrian’s lusted after cigar and cut the tip of it off with her dagger. She stuck it in his mouth before lighting it. “It looks like you could use a break anyway, friend. You’ll have to have a drink or five for me.” She said with a wink and patted his back before turning to Morgan. “A delight that you will be coming, dear. Perhaps we should all take a moment to wash the battle off of ourselves before going to Praetor and his crew. They already think us savages, I suggest we not look the part. Save face, or something like that.” Trixy worded it as if it was an option, but turned and walked towards Skye Manor as if it were a demand. They would follow, they always did.

[color=9e0b0f]Jareth:[/color]

“Indeed I have.” Jar said to Theo with a rather stupid smile. He had resolved to keep her identity a secret, even from Theo, because that was the promise they made to each other. Jareth had never been a man of honor, but maybe, just maybe, he could start… Even so, Theo was his best friend, he couldn’t hide everything from him. After all, his change in demeanor was pretty impossible to hide. Jareth leaned back, and with a thoughtful gaze, recited: “This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property foredoes itself, and leads the will to desperate undertakings.” He jumped up from the bed, forgetting his injury for the time being, and grasped Theo by the shoulders “I think it’s love!” he shouted, a bit like a madman, although he never really was sane.