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Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:47 PM**

K'ile's ears pitched back as a familiar figure burst from the darkness. He saw a Woodwailer's mask, but he would know those ears, that smell anywhere. "You!? What the fu-" He snarled, and did not hesitate. The action came more naturally in the face of this interloper than if an Amal'jaa had jumped out of the shadows at him. Aether fired from K'ile's chest into the metal rod, making it glow with heat, and he thrust it past the oncoming spike of his assailant, trying to strike a mortal blow. He turned one of his large, armored shoulder plates to take the blow of the spike.

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:49 PM**

Blue eyes flashed wide behind the mask as K'ile Tia's form came into focus. It was far too late for Thal to adjust his approach though, as his legs launched him up and forward in a leap he hadn't known himself previously capable of. He had just enough time to alter the angle of his weapon, in a hurried reaction to the flash of red-hot metal thrust forward by the other miqo'te, and as he fell down upon the Tia he sought to deflect the spiked end safely past him. The sound of metal colliding with superheated metal echoed in the stiflingly hot sanctum.

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:51 PM**

Rolling to one side, K'ile cursed in anger. The motion and the clash made his brain throb against his skull case, the base of his ears burning, but he ignored it. Anger and fury stirred in his gut as he rolled to his feet. "What are you doing? Did you follow me here?"

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:51 PM**

Thal hit the ground with a thud and sprang back upright almost immediately, bouncing back away from the Tia to put some sizeable distance between them. The mask bore no expression, hiding the shock on his face, but his voice communicated it clearly, along with a sharp note of confusion and some hurt, "I should ask you that! What, are you so bent on killing me again that you join up with beastmen and ask one of them to hunt me down? And--what the hell are you doing here? I thought you were gonna be an Amal'jaa!"

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:52 PM**

"This isn't about you. Of course you wouldn't think about that." K'ile turned his lance in his hand, the thing still glowing red with heat. He scowled, his ears laying flat on his head, and growled. "So instead of killing you, Baoht sent you in here to kill me? I wouldn't have expected an Amal'jaa to send an undead man against me. Why are you doing what he says?"

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:52 PM**

Thal grimaced behind the mask and shifted his feet in the hot sand. "Big bad Amal'jaa kind of hands you your ass... yeah, you'd agree to help him solve a problem if it meant he'd leave you and yours alone, too." He let out a groan of frustration, tail swishing broadly behind him, and reached up to pull on one ear furiously. "This is ridiculous..."

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:54 PM**

"Ridiculous? How can you get killed andÂ stillÂ not learn to take things seriously." K'ile growled and brushed hair out of his eyes, trying not to let himself get pulled into the same old argument he'd left behind years ago. "Listen. I'm Shan'Gai Chah, and I'm supposed to be getting tempered by Ifrit right about now. Even if I decide to handle you myself, there's still going to be a dozen Amal'jaa in this room looking for me, finding you, any minute now. So if you're going to do what that jerk Baoht said and take care of me, you'd better get started. Because whether you try to kill me or not," he hefted his spear. "I'm sure as heck not letting you leave."

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:54 PM**

"I don't want to kill you," Thal muttered, eyeing K'ile's weapon warily but not immediately doing anything about it. His ears shifted back and he made an unhappy face behind the mask. "You seemed so concerned about your family the last time we met. And now you're here getting... tempered? Yeah, that'll definitely help your family. Enslave yourself to a primal."

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:54 PM**

"Hey, you don't know what I'm doing. You've got no idea." K'ile snapped at the man, glaring. He had no reason to be in a hurry. "The tribe is dying, and I'm going to do something about that. You think Azeyma's going to help us? She guided us out of the desert into land owned by Ul'dahns. Turns out her fire isn't very strong. Do you see the Amal'jaa abandoning the Sagolii? They're conquering it. Ifrit doesn't care if his followers are Amal'jaa or Miqo'te. Just that they're strong, and the tribe is stronger than any of these beastmen."

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

Thal scoffed at that, scuffing one bare foot against the arid ground. He gestured roughly with the metal barb. "You ever take a look at all the tempered you've surrounded yourself with? I've seen the tempered Sylph in the Shroud, the Ixal - they're all the same. They're slaves. They only care about serving their primal. Family? It's nothing to them. I may not know that family of yours anymore, but I sure as hell care enough to call you out on leading them to that kind of fate. It's enough to make me wish I could go back to them, to protect them from you."

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

K'ile chuckled bitterly at that. "Oh, you finally thought long enough to string more than one idea into an argument. Listen." The Tia slapped his chest twice and heat radiated visibly along the metal buckles of his armor. "The tribe is strong, but they're too caught up in what they lost or what they don't want to lose. They're focused on things that don't exist anymore. If we all start worshiping Ifrit, at least then we're doing something. It'll be better. And the amal'jaa? They're like us. They respect heritage, strength, ritual. It makes sense."

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

"Insane," Thal muttered. "You're insane. You're just gonna doom them to slavery beneath the Amal'jaa and beneath Ifrit. If you think they'll be treated any different than the other miqo'te in this place..." He shook his head roughly, ears shifting unhappily. "Damnit, I don't want to kill you."

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

The Tia shrugged, smirking. The heat that had flowed from is chest shot through his spear and he thrust it towards the ground, impaling it the same way he might impale a sand drake. Heat shot through the ground towards where Thal was standing, causing fumes to pour up from beneath the ground, turning the sand to quartz and the stone to coals. The glowing red cracks in the walls and the nearby stone dais shone brightly.

Naunet · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

Thal tensed, his muscles reacting before his brain fully processed the searing heat charging towards him through the ground. A great lunge through him to one side, and he rolled twice before leaping back to his feet and whirling back towards the Tia. "Fine," he barked. "Just like last time - you're gonna lose again." And then he charged through the fumes, unhindered by the scalding hot air that would have burned the lungs of the living, and lept again for K'ile.

Twinflame · **03-06-2015, 11:55 PM**

"The dead are meant to be burned. I won't make the mistake of burying you this time." K'ile ripped his spear free of the earth, and heat poured from the wound. A geyser of fumes from the flash-boiled stone blasted into the air between himself and Thal. He jumped backward, turned and ran, but only a few meters. He leaped up onto the dark stone, shadowed dais, the red lines roiling through it as he set foot on it. He kept his ears directed towards the dead man, however.

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