[@shylarah]The hybrid listened to every word she said with the utmost concentration. He clung to every sentence as she spoke, sensing the chakra fluctuations as she spoke. It explained a lot. 

He took a step closer and wrapped her in an embrace, but only for a moment. He was alway warm, but the fire in him heightened slightly when he held her. A sense of comfort came with the gesture. "I won't ever let anyone do that to you again." He said, releasing her. Was he talking to Amuné, or Zeela? Part of him wasn't sure. 

The long, understanding silence was broken by sequential vibrations that grew until the candle flames were visibly wavering. A hulking figure ducked into the meditation room. He stood around twelve feet tall, and had to weigh a few thousand pounds with all the dense muscle that he had. It was Marcus, the only other member who had been on the team as long as Tsitua had. He wore a respirator over his face that was mostly hidden by his shoulder length, white hair. His eyes were not unlike ghoul eyes, except with snake like pupils surrounded by gold irises. 

"Sep a'cümn. Bárek noc da?" It ask in its natural snarl of a tone. It was more beastly than anything else. 

"Yes. See that he's punished." Tsitua replied. 

The beast, Marcus, looked to little Amuné, "Azch tu üm. Qe Nunque des." 

"He says sorry for his son, the one who invaded you." Tsitua translated. Marcus ducked out with a grunt and disappeared down the hallway. 

Refocused, the hybrid cleared his throat and walked out, beckoning Amuné to follow with a gesture of his hand. 

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Valkyrie released Jareth, "Oh! This old thing? I built it this morning out of some leftover parts from a destroyed skiff we found recently. It has a fifth generation chakra converter engine, maghold seat and cargo panels, maghold wheels, a simple onboard AI, and a few extra toys just for funnzies." She said casually as she peeled down the top portion of her coveralls and tied them around her waist to reveal a black sports bra and oil-blotched skin. She was slightly darker than Lya in complexion and more lean. She wasn't as gifted in the chest either, but her curves complimented her body type. She had a more angular, yet still feminine face with dark lipstick and thick eyeliner. She seemed more interested in presenting her creation than Jareth, however, and that put Lya at a certain level of ease.