Mark tripped over Scar, and ended up on top of him, in plank position. "You alright?" He asked, realizing what he said after it was out of his mouth. But, that was him.

Felicia dropped into a crouch, and started to drag Sparky away, keeping a close eye on Bone, and making sure Zev didn't do anything stupid. Like risk his neck.

Zephar circles Bone trying to keep his attetion.


Silver looks at Mark, "I should be asking you that question."

Mark looked confused, still on top of Scar. "...Why?" He asked. "I think I am perfectly fine!" He said. But the cut across his chest said otherwise.

"No you aren't when this is over I'm treating that wound," Silver flat out told him.

Scar pushed, struggling to get free of Mark's grip.
"Let me go," he whined like a child as he struggled to grab his swords back.

Bone noted what was happening and smiled, did they think he was dumb? He let out a growl and dodged around Zephar, intent on reaching Sparky.

Zephar bit Bone and drug him back.

Silver stepped on the handle of the sword and moved it away from Scar.

Felicia put herself in front of Bone, and waited the on coming strike. THere was no avoiding it. Bone was coming too fast, and in too close of a range.

Mark looked down. "I'm not even touching you," a hint of amusement crept into his voice. "I'm just over you. Trapping you."

Silver smiles faintly at the irony then that smile fades as she remembers the price she will have to pay later.


Zephar was trying to stop Bone.

Mark looked at Silver, and, as any good friend can, could sense she was troubled.
"Everything alright?" He asked quietly.

(gtg, sorry. :3)