[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color] & [color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location: Sub-Basement - Operating Theater[/color][/b] [/center]
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Richard tensed in his desire to stand against Remy's insults. Bully Marygold?! She was the one who reduced Ayita to tears! [color=Olive]"Shove a card up my ass, I'll just come back to hit you harder."[/color] Richard hissed, ignoring the stabbing pain as he yanked a startled Ayita to the side. [color=Olive]"If you so much as suggest my sister is a bully or raise her voice in her direction again I'll=!"[/color] He grunted as Ayita shoved him back down onto the table, and none too gently either. Glancing between the two snarling men, Ayita studied them with a odd look in her amber eyes. Giving a odd noise that sounded like she was choking, the woman devolved into a hapless heap of giggles and howling laughter. Richard watched in utter confusion as his sister- who had been ready to go on warpath- was reduced to a tear of laughter. [color=Olive]"What the bloody hell?"[/color] The former assassin murmured as he peered down at his baby sister.

[color=ForestGreen]"Two!"[/color] Giggling as she had fallen against Richard's table, Ayita was barely keeping her feet as she tried to catch her breathe. Gasping for air, the woman tried to explain herself between gales of snickering. [color=ForestGreen]"If [i]anyone[/i] had said, as I suspect [i]you[/i] said to him, to me would you not be reacting the exact same?"[/color] The wild woman quirked a brow.

[color=Olive]"I would not. Don't be preposterous."[/color] Richard huffed with a fearsome glare that did nothing and only aggravated Ayita's case of the giggles.

Bobbing her head up and down in disagreement, Ayita burst into a gale of high pitched yelps before subsiding to giggles. But there was a serious note in her voice, that even giggles had a hard time taking away. [color=ForestGreen]"I was controlled when I set you after the thorn-tongued one. The pain was no less real, but..."[/color] Ayita shrugged and tilted her head, not looking at Remy so much as the girl he sheltered. [color=ForestGreen]"You both might as well lay them out on the table and measure them, or so my mate would say. Let the females deal with their own problems between each other."[/color] Clapping her hands over her mouth, Ayita fell to a bout of howls and cackles. Richard merely rolling his eyes and grumbling with distaste. 

Finally Ayita regain some control of herself though the odd round of laughter broke through. The two were very similar in her eyes, and perhaps that where the problem lay for her and Marygold as well. Though it was not, and did not excuse the words Mary had said to her. Words that struck her deeply. [color=ForestGreen]"I will speak to Marygold however, there are words that still need said. I do not pretend to be anything but what I am."[/color] Ayita's laughter had fully subsided. Now there was a pained expression to her eyes as she seemed to shrink within herself. [color=ForestGreen]"I am shifting and constantly torn between the human and the creatures of earth, land, and sky. I do not expect others to understand, yet have been gifted with a few who do."[/color] Giving Mary a stern look she pointedly raised her ringed hand. [color=ForestGreen]"Death is not a joke to me, it never has been. I now have a mate- a husband-to-be- to stay alive for. I will kill to protect him and the cubs we will have."[/color]