[center][color=0072bc][h1]Varen[/h1][/color][/center][@Noodles]
[color=0072bc]That bitch...[/color] Varen thought as Akemi turned to charge at the ridiculously fast warchief. [color=0072bc]I guess I really [i]can't[/i] win... can I?[/color] His spear resting on his back, his view turned among his fellow retreating clearers. Without a doubt, this was the sorriest band of misfits he ever had the displeasure of being a part of. He wore the same carefree look he always did when he looked to their prisoner, sighing wistfully to himself. "Hey, Willow. Do something worthwhile with your life, will ya? Don't go getting yourself killed. You hear me?" he told her. He would have loved to hear her response, but knew there wasn't much time. He stopped running, giving his comrades a simple and casual two-finger salute. He turned around one last time and ran after Akemi, already thinking of some choice words for her, but starting things off with: "Hey! Get your ass back to the tower!" [color=0072bc]Shit, why do I always end up falling for the bad girl?...[/color]