[center][h2]Krunk-Mobile, Storage Bay[/h2]
[sub]How I love family reunions[/sub][/center]

Zerraf stared for a moment as the rapier sat there motionless, his eyes returning to a stone-like state. Then they returned to crinkling, as if he were trying to hold a straight face but couldn't. Zerraf, the lethargic wind mage, pointed his chin to the sky and laughed. It was untrained but hearty, the skin of his neck nearly scraping against the blade. [color=ed1c24]"Good to see you too. Feisty as ever, eh, I guess a temper will help you in the coming battles." [/color]Zerraf shrugged, raising his left hand to a motionless wave as a sign of surrender before going to place a finger on the tip of her blade. [color=ed1c24]"Let's save it for the real threat, hm? We can't be using all of our energy here."[/color] Zerraf's eyes darted to the hole and back to the two before him, a glazed look having been replaced by an alert one. [color=ed1c24]"I don't know what you and your new traitor ball friend here are thinking, but I think our exit's already been made."[/color]