[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color] & [color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] Blackbird[/center]
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Richard's head snapped up at Dean's comment. The Adder's arm snaking out to grip his sister's shoulder as she flinched at the boy words. For all she was ready and able to kill for the sake of those upon this craft, he still knew she would regret it deeply. Taking a human life was far different from killing another creature out of the need for survival. Even after a year, Wonderland's death weighed heavily upon the younger shifter. Turning his snake like gaze towards the two, he nodded in agreement with Charlie and Carolina's reasoning and answers. Feeling Ayita relax, and he moved his arm away slowly. 

Leaning his frame over slightly he motion to Dean with a flick of his fingers.[color=Olive] "Taking a life is no easy thing. To do so as Carolina put it is the [i]only[/i] clean way. Life and the many over death and the one unless that one can save many more."[/color] His snake like eyes turned flinty as he stared down Dean with a dangerous look. [color=Olive]"Some have done it for money, for knowledge, and for the thrill. In case of those Sentinels? Fear and ignorance. That, boy, is how monsters are created out of people."[/color] The assassin stressed the over all term of people. Humans, mutants, it didn't matter what something was. The why and how were what deemed the term monster upon them. Though Richard did not deny that he was one for he had done very bad things in order to find his sister. Though the reason was a good one, there were regrets in his life because of his actions.

Ayita flinched at the term 'monster', as she drew herself from her mental library of creatures and birds. Even after years, the term their mother had thrown into face still had the power to hurt. Though it helped to know that she was not in the definition of the word for her brother. Laying a hand upon the broad shoulder, the younger shifter gave it an awkward pat in comradeship. They both had scars, but now was not the time to revisit it. Giving a reluctant sigh, she raked fingers through her tangled and wild hair. 

[color=ForestGreen]"I've got you two."[/color] Ayita's deceptively quiet and soft voice whispered from behind Allison was meant for both her friend and Sara. Even if the Sentinels got them down from the sky, they would have to go through her to reach Allison and thus Sara. Rubbing her arms, the shifter gave a frustrated growl and stared back towards the enemy. If only she could do more! Settling her will against the problem, Ayita assured herself that if these things ever came near her in the ocean. They would find the deep and not return from it.