[h2][center]Xx---------------------------xX [u][b][color=DEBA5E]E[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]x[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]p[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]e[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]r[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]i[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]m[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]e[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]n[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]t[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]a[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]l[/color][/u] [u][b][color=DEBA5E]T[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]e[/color][b][color=DEBA5E]a[/color][/b][color=7CCD7C]m[/color][/u] Xx---------------------------xX[/center][/h2] Samad’s head twisted and his eyes hardened, giving Maeve a glare hot enough to scorch flesh. His jaw clenched tightly as if biting back a retort and inhaled to prevent his temper from getting the better of himself. Letting it exhale, he then directed his subtle fury upon the celtic sharmuta,[b][color=deba5e] “Fine. Try not to sleep with anyone on your way there, it’s a mission and the target comes first before your appetites.”[/color][/b] Through relieved Samad’s anger, for once, wasn’t directed at him, Cade could feel that Maeve had hit a deep nerve. If pain could be measured in blood, his partner would’ve been bleeding to death right now. His attention didn’t linger upon the subject long as one of the Banshee’s directly asked him a question causing his head to turn. His hand adjusted his glasses a moment before he replied,[color=7ccd7c] “Um, there’s a saying she told me before ARMO came to… take me.”[/color] He quickly moved on,[color=7ccd7c] “If you spot her and managed to get her to calm down, say my name and this: Life is not without its sorrow, or how else would we know how happiness feels? It won’t stay the same forever so be hopeful.”[/color] [b][color=deba5e] “Tch,”[/color][/b] Samad huffed but made no additional comment. However, Cade could easily feel the Iranian’s disapproval over the phrase and obviously didn’t believe in it. Ignoring his partner for the time, Cade turned to Kiara. His expression softened as he then pleaded,[color=7ccd7c] “Please don’t let anything happen to her.”[/color] [center]~~~|After the Bus trip|~~~[/center] Samad was the first of the Experimental Team to have both entered and exited off the bus, its ride finished at last. During their individual investigations, there seemed to be no clues to the whereabouts of Anya causing the Iranian to become more disgruntled with passing time. His eyes glared briefly at Cade, either blaming him for the string of misfortune or for his association that had dragged them into this messy mission. However, the Doctor seemed unaware. He didn’t react to Samad’s look at all as he followed his ill tempered partner into the estate with the other other arriving Asylums. His attention drifted to the decoration, mainly to distract him, while they were lead deeper in by the nun who greeted them at the door. The place appeared to be more a church than an actual home in the young man’s mind. He idly caught mention of them having no one called Anya within their place and of two others that had arrived with similar inquiring questions. Cade sighed. Another dead end, he thought bitterly and his eyes causally stopped wandering. Samad, upon sensing the depression, even faintly, turned to his partner. [b][color=deba5e] “Focus. If you don’t, she might as well be dead.”[/color][/b] It was blunt as with everything Samad ever said to him. It also barely helped pull him out from the depression and hopelessness that weighed him down, a continual threat in drowning his silver lining. They arrived just in time to catch Rin’s statement. Samad’s eyebrow to raise in question and the Iranian’s feet immediately stopped, but his partner brushed past in his walk. Noticing the reaction finallhy, Cade’s figure turned back and he attempted to draw Samad’s attention with telepathy,[color=7ccd7c][i] ‘Samad...w… wrong?’[/i][/color] [b][color=DEBA5E] “Ouroboros,”[/color][/b] came the simple answer. Cade’s eyes tightened in confusion,[color=7ccd7c] “Excuse me? Ouroboros? The Egyptian dragon ever eating his own tail, but what does that have to do with Anya?”[/color]