The three being left in the bar for more than a few minutes would get them killed obviously, but thankfully, Sebastian stepped in with Shalizar at his side. He didn't hesitate to come up to the bar and question why Brooklyn was here. "Why the fuck is she here? I thought she decided that this was too much for her and ran away like a coward?" He crossed his arms, the scowl evident in his face. There was a loud [i]BANG[/i] as she slammed her freshly emptied glass down. Brooklyn slipped off her seat and stumbled grabbing onto the bar for support until the room stopped spinning enough for her to wheel around to face Sebastian. Her cheeks were flushed and her expression angry, although somewhat dazed.
[b]"I am here,"[/b] she said slowly, [b]"because the world needs me."[/b] 

"And drunk to boot. Pathetic. Might as well be on your way, [i]girl[/i] Your help will come to be as useful as a bullet in the stomach. Besides. You've been replaced." He gestured toward Shalizar, whom was standing next to Gabe, just watching with his helmet sitting on the counter. "I am sure that there is some lonely man out there that will make your life worth it for the ten seconds before he puts you in the dirt for being so useless." She bared her teeth and her eyes flicked to Gabe who was watching her closely, "No. You don't get to tell me what'todo. I'm not going anywhere... And I didn't come back 'cause I wanted to. I came back because I [i]can[/i] be helpful and because... I care about what happens, " she looked at Gabe again. He nodded. "... to all of the other people." Close enough.

"Oh, okay. You care about what happens? Alright." Before she could realize it, his pistol was between her eyes and was pressing her head back. "You're about to die horribly and let down the world. What do you do?" He pressed it deeper into her nose and slowly started to squeeze the trigger, even though the safety was on. A gasp escaped her lips as her back thumped into the bar. She squirmed and then froze realizing she couldn't run. She groaned as he pushed the gun into her face. Her heart raced.
"Hey!" Gabe yelled and stepped toward Sebastian, "What the fuck is wrong with you!?" "I. Don't. Like. Cowards." He wouldn't budge the pistol from her face and he wasn't phased by Gabe's movements. "ACT or you'll die. Cowards like you don't have a place here." She didn't move and didn't answer. She only continued to glare at Sebastian. Then she took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Her body stilled. "I don't know," she said quietly, "But another person doesn't have their gun to my head. [i]You[/i] do. And I know you won't shoot." Then she reached up grabbed the gun by the barrel and wrenched it off her face.

"No. You don't know." He clicked another button and it whirred for a second. He held it up to her face again and out of nowhere a large amount of pain surged into her head as a rubber bullet impacted her forehead. "Wake up from your dream. Anybody anywhere can put a bullet in your skull for seemingly no reason just so they can have the cash in your wallet, your dignity, or just to do it. You're at least smart enough to remember that I don't [s]kill[/s] women." He clicked the button again and the bullets transitioned back into lethal bullets. He sat down at the bar and grabbed one of the drinks from the bag that he had from earlier. He passed her one and smiled. "Take a drink, makes the body forget about the rubber bullet that I shot you with."

Sprawled on the floor in shock, she propped herself up quickly. She had just been shot! No! How!? Her fingers went to the epicenter of the blinding pain that was splitting her skull and came back wtih the lightest smear of blood. Although her vision was blurred amidst the pain she could still see it and she could still hear that bastard's voice. Rubber bullet... Her hand trailed down to the dagger stowed in her boot. That piece of shit. Tears streamed down her face from the ache. She grabbed the hilt and slid it free as she rose to her feet. All she could see was red.
"No," Gabe said under his breath and stepped in. He pushed the dagger down, "Not about you, remember?"
The grip she had was so firm her knuckles were white. Then she released it, put the blade back where it belonged and stepped past the Tenau. Brooklyn accepted the bottle, twisted off the cap and smiled as a single bead of blood ran a trail down her nose and mingled with the tears.
"You're right," she giggled, "I'm just so stupid! I'll forget all about this in about five seconds as long as I have this drink. Sebastian you're just so mother fucking smart! I didn't know that dangerous people would be coming after me if I stuck with you guys! Gosh, I thought this would be so damn easy! Whatever would I have done if you handn't just [i]shot me in the head[/i]? I tell you, my eyes have been opened. I'm so glad I have a big strong man to show me how stupid I am!"

"I don't need to remind you that I have live bullets in the chamber. I can shoot you in the foot to see if we can compare."

"Go to hell," she hissed and downed the entire bottle in one go.

"You two are perfect for each other. " Down the line a little, Annabelle stood up and walked over, a beer in her hand. "Kiss and make up already. You're both acting like children." They turned and looked at her as she insulted them with truth. Sebasitan didn't care much, he had been called worse by better people. He smirked a little and started to lean over to Brooklyn, his tongue sticking out and wiggling. "NOT WHAT I MEANT."

Brooklyn frowned but didn't let Annabelle get to her. This had not been the first time she had been called a child today and in all seriousness she knew the Templar was right. She still had a lot to learn. Today had been the single most surreal twenty four hours in her entire young life. First the dragons, then the con-artistry, then the arms dealer and then the... she blushed and smiled weakly just thinking about it. Her face twisted when Sebastian suddenly leaned in closer with his tongue out and interrupted her little fantasy. Oh... now there was an idea. A smirk spread across her face. Before he could wrap up his crude little display she reached out, put her hand on the back of his head and pulled his face into hers, swallowing his tongue and kissing him deeply. Then she cut it short and roughly shoved him backward.

Brooklyn frowned but didn't let Annabelle get to her. This had not been the first time she had been called a child today and in all seriousness she knew the Templar was right. She still had a lot to learn. Today had been the single most surreal twenty four hours in her entire young life. First the dragons, then the con-artistry, then the arms dealer and then the... she blushed and smiled weakly just thinking about it. Her face twisted when Sebastian suddenly leaned in closer with his tongue out and interrupted her little fantasy. Oh... now there was an idea. A smirk spread across her face. Before he could wrap up his crude little display she reached out, put her hand on the back of his head and pulled his face into hers, swallowing his tongue and kissing him deeply. Then she cut it short and roughly shoved him backward. Brooklyn frowned and stood up. That wasn't quite the effect she had been looking for but at least now he might get off her case for a while. 

He started to walk away but he stopped short and reached into his mouth, feeling something. He pulled out a couple dark red hairs and looked back to her. "What in the hell were you doing to get dark red hairs in your mouth?" "Wouldn't [i]you[/i] like to know," she muttered and kept walking. "I'm sure Gabe would. Look at him, he's simply bursting at the seems with questions!" Gabe raised an eyebrow at him and finished his drink, "I'm sure I don't. Her business. Not mine." "But for all we know, she might have gotten herself involved with some...Succubus or something! We both know their crotches don't judge!" Brooklyn rubbed her temples. Her head felt like it was submerged in boiling water and her prosthetic friend was not helping. "She was a much better kisser than you," she said sarcastically. "Oh hooo, is that so?" He placed his hands on his hip and smirked. "First: I wasn't kissing back. Second: I don't normally use my tongue, I am a gentleman. Third-" Before he could finish, another woman walked into the bar and spoke. "Brooklyn! There you are!" The woman that walked in was scarlet haired and very...buxom. She came over to Brooklyn and embraced her, digging her tongue into her throat. She had no horns now, hidden by magic. She handed her a bag with a couple weapons in it. "You left this at my place. Figured that I should return it. I knew where you would be, thankfully. Have a good journey, Brooky." She kissed her cheek and turned, seeing the others and winking before giving a small wave and walking out. The others simply stared at the cherry faced Brooklyn turned away from them. Sebastian broke the silence. "Well...at least you didn't have sex with a vampire...or a cross breed. Their kinds love to cross breed. Trust me, while biting is fun, it's not fun with them. Add in a cross breed and you get...well...a "fucking bloody disaster". HA BA DUM TSH" He "air-drummed" out the badumtsh and got the others laughing.

Heading out of the bar and making their way out of the city, the group went into the forest and went to hunt down the area where they agreed to meet back at. They found the dragons, sleeping and relaxing, Aurora using her paws as a pillow while Boulder was on his back, snoring it seemed like. "What in the god damn...?" Shalizar was frozen as they came upon the creatures stirring from their slumber and stretching out their scales. "What are those, Sebastian?!" He drew his spear from his back and Boulder was the first to react, taking an aggressive stance and preparing to kill the puny Shalizar very quickly and with plenty of acidic pain. Sebastian was on him and put a hand on his spear. "Sheath it. They're friendly, but they don't take kindly to being threatened." He was reluctant, but he did as he was told and placed his spear on his back. "They're from an island a couple hundred miles into the dead zone. Hidden. They're dragons. Come on, you can ride boulder...provided Gabe doesn't mind."

The group mounted their dragons, this time Annabelle riding with Sebastian and Brooklyn riding with Gabe due to Brooklyn's snappy attitude. Though Shalizar was squeamish, he stayed with and they took off for the air, rising above the dotted cloudline and enjoying the view. Annabelle spoke while they flew, the beating of the wings privatizing their conversation. "So...I-" "Not in the mood for talking." "Stow it. I want to talk. So...I wanted to talk about my mother." "Your mother the seeress..." "My mother the Templar Commandant." "Wat.Wait wait wait wait...." "It just hit you did it not?" "How long have you been hunting me?" "About three years." "So that means that even though you used children against me-" "Dwarven deathrow-mates that I shaved and had stylists make look like children." The dragon slowed down as he came to several realizations and his face started to turn red. "I...you...your mother is a cunt, you know that? Also, you both look spectacularly alike." "It's why we don't talk anymore." "I...uh, why now?" "I am paid to be the way I am as I have to hold up my mother's name in the templars. I'm not on the job right now...technically." "So I've been treating you like dirt for no reason." "Not exactly. I did put those scars on you and make you think that children died...and I do look a lot like my mother, so I can understand the confusion." "Son of a fucking whore...I, uh..." "Yeah, no need. Already get what you are trying to say. Just wanted to get it cleared if we're going to be killing together. Still not friends." "Fine by me."

They two groups continued flying for a good two hours before the sun started to go down and they were forced to land. They landed at the base of a hill with forest around it. A small grove. "We'll set up camp here for the night. How was your first flight Shal-" The young Tsurask fell off of Boulder and started to crawl a little ways before finding a tree and hugging it. "HATE. FLYING. HATE IT. I LIKE HORSES BETTER."