[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=82ca9d]Sana Rawn[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] The Orc Cave (Outside)
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Yeah, peoples
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	Sana lay there on the ground on her knees with her arms around her waist as she looked up slowly. The hearty laugh she had been entranced in was slowly shifting with each word that left the [i]asses[/i] mouth. She didn't stop laughing mind you but it became twisted, deeper; deranged even. It was not a laugh she gave often but it showed in her eyes that she was no longer amused by the words coming from Thomas. At first she had hoped he was jesting, he was much more pleasant to be around earlier. As more flowered and overly haughty syllables seeped from his tongue the more she realized he was just a an arrogant, pompous, overbearing, didn't know which end was up, son of a bitch. Those types never set well with her. A thought crossing her mind as her laughter turned to a menacing chortle. [color=82ca9d][i]"This one should have been left for dead."[/i][/color] Sana wasn't above putting an arrow through his heart right then. He was putting the entire party endanger just by his words. Who in their right mind caused such an uproar in the middle of an Orc Camp waiting for Undead to attack? The man truly brought a whole new definition to the word - Moron. 

	Yet, she didn't get a chance to retort and tear him apart verbally. She hadn't noticed the narrowing of Keystones eye in the slightest for she wasn't looking at him, just holding that twisted grin on her face as she leered at Thomas. Instead she felt Keystone move from her side as all hell threatened to break loose. She had fought along side Keystone before, she had seen how the man moved and more than that she had a first hand account of the man crushing the skull of a Hellhound with his bare fist... The same Hellhound's blood in which the cloak had been treated in. If his fist connected with Thomas's skull, it wouldn't matter - that skull would be dust. 

	[color=82ca9d][i]"Bloody Hell..."[/i][/color] she thought as she sprang up just as Keystones plate started to wobble. She didn't know what he planned to do but she knew it wouldn't be good. The man had a heavy fist, a temper, and hated undead... All that she did know was that he was moving and it wasn't going to end well. She had little time to think of options. Though had she had time she could have chosen to try put an arrow through either Thomas or Keystone to stop it, go to strike Thomas herself, try to tackle Thomas out of the way to just to save his sorry ass or.... The one most ludicrous thought that did go through her mind was the only action she took. This was going to end badly....

	Moving with an unusual hurry she knew she had to move and move quickly. Thankfully for Sana, her greatest strength lay in her speed, her dexterity, and her agility. With any luck, it would work. Wouldn't it? She was grateful for the fact she had eagle eye, it helped her to see the change in movement in Keystones actions. It would help her gauge her movements as she tried to not shadow his but to move ahead of them. He was going to move behind Thomas, she had to get there first. Thank god for perfect balance, for acrobatics, for a life time spent training as a gypsy. Her motions were fluid as she tumbled around the other side of Thomas and she popped up behind him with her back to his as her arms came up to attempt to block any closure of Keystones massive arms or hands around what she thought was going to be Thomas's neck. She had no clue. 

	Then came the leap of faith, she was either going to die as she became the unintended target of Keystones movements or she was going to give Keystone a heart attack and make him shat himself. Either way, it was going to be interesting. It was but a hairs breath of a split second as she moved, swiftly and without true thought to what the hell she was doing because anyone in their right mind, especially a woman's, would not even attempt such a foolish action. Her rear end bucked out to attempt to shove Thomas forward as at the same moment Keystone would get the surprise of a life time. Her lips pressed to his. [i]God help her....[/i]