[b][u]The Mor[/u][/b]

        Thank fucking god for Gwen's deep deep heart, that he would not have to stare at those damn twins for another fucking hour. He then stopped himself at the door way of the Mor and turned around. "Hey any of you want anything?... cheeseburger? big mac?.... double quarter pounder? anything? " He asked. He figured he could just grab it in a to go bag and bring everything back up with him. Would give him a chance to play with powers some. He needed to get back to being used to use them. He always turned to his gun or his sword for his strength. After what happened in the docks, he need his body to get used the powers he was using. What pissed him off is that it was such a simple power. God forbid any teach him how to fucking teleport or some shit. He looked to everyone, specificly those that mattered right now, Marx, Gwen, anyone else of interest. "You know what,.. you got my comm number right?. You think of anything you want just hail me alright." He then stood there and smirked as he turned to leave. "Hail,... as if I was in one of those star trek movies." He head for the elevator and leaned against the elevator walls and pressed the button to go down. There was something really awesome about taking the rides down the elevator. It was the feeling of lightness that came from the experience. It almost felt like he was floating in a cold pool of water. Oh man could I use a vacation right now.  

      The Elevator stopped and opened as he reached the floor he wanted and started to move to the commissary and that was when he saw them. The very welcoming and soothing glow of the golden arches. He smiled and walked towards them and did so slowly incase anyone hailed him for a request of what they want. "I would like a double bacon cheeseburger, a large fries, and a medium chocolate shake...." He asked. If by chance anyone did contact him he said their order next and so forth. Once everything was in order he finished the request with a... "To go please." 
As much of a shit hole planet this was it still had some luxuries. He then wondered about the mines as he waited. There she was stuck in a fucking mine and here he was about to have lunch. He shook his head and just sighed. Once the stuff came he picked up the back and the tray to carry his drink, and by chance what ever anyone else ordered as he headed back up.


[b][u]The Mines[/u][/b]

           He looked down at the ground listening to her words. Once more they were like poison taunting him to push himself against her but he fought it back. She cared about his people just as much as he did. He liked that, he liked her. This relationship would only be mutual though and if anything sprouted it would have to be secret, and yet it couldn't. Even with a secret eventually they would get caught and all would be revealed to everyone. Some, most like from the tower, would see no problem with it,..... however his people would be harder to convince. Their stigma over women like her was hard to heal. The last couple days he meet two women that were not like any other. Gwen, who he meet at the entrance of the mine and the Silvia who he meet only recently at the top of the tower. They had meet in such the weirdest way to and un expected. When he heard of a woman running a tower he thought they meant Tristan. Then he realized it wasn't a joke and they actually had. He had mixed feelings back then. He did not know how to react to it. He only thought of it as: Well she's better then Tristan. Then chaos struck the planet and he was forced to save her.

           "Listen,... I really enjoy your heroism and all but you can not protect my people alone." He said. "From what I have seen you would do just that in some self righteous sacrifice for my people. Yet you question why I saved you in that tunnel." He said. He then powered down the rifle and set it down to lean on the wall as he stepped closer to her. "You think you know about how my people are just because you read about it in your own history books. The stigmas my people have are not so simple. They were born into it taught it. That the only good use for a woman was ass bent over some post. Why because of fear that if another woman was ever given equal standing that our people would fade completely. Such fear has driven them to not accept new things. However, accepting someone like you is much different then them accepting a new kind of weaponry. I could teach them the benefits from using the rifles like that one. Eventually they would accept it. Perhaps if you were a regular woman they would accept you, yet you are not normal. As much as I love the thought of bringing my people together with you and your friends with such a bond, we still come to the fact that my people are as stubborn as a mule.

           "Perhaps, when my people are more healed in their hearts and mind I will revisit that question you asked me, as to why I came down here. As much as my people hate it, we need you. I need you. With your help we could be armed and trained just enough to fight along side you." He then sighed looking around the room and towards the door. " Of course none of this will ever happen or occur if we don't get the fuck out of this god damn hole....." He said.