Thread wars! V2

[GoodNar]

[I don't know exactly why, but I'm laughing my face off right now... What the heck?]

Gigi nods and walks after the smoke. Helen follows, face full of bewilderment.

Miria walks off. "Glad to meet you, deserter. Take care, all of you. You too Helen."

[AyanaN]

The smoke streamed towards the previous city, leaving little clouds behind for the others to follow. The main smoke body was soon gone from view.

[GoodNar]

Gigi and Helen started to run and chase oafter the stream of black smoke. They exchanged words during a conversation, and it seems that Miria assigned Helen to accompany Gigi and the others for a few reasons.

[brunsmeier]

The Meta easily kept pace with them despite his wounds. He winced slightly as he ran, but he ignored it, and followed the trail. The Meta wanted to find the people who attacked him, and he hoped they found them soon.

[GoodNar]

As they ran, Helen looked back at the Meta. "Need help, big guy?"

[brunsmeier]

The Meta shook his head and growled. He wasn't about to admit that he needed help.

[GoodNar]

Helen grinned slightly, trying to cheer him up. "You're a fighter, I see. Well if you insist..." She passes him only slightly. "Don't be afraid to ask. Let's just we're friends. Well, not yet I bet."

[brunsmeier]

The Meta smirks, and keeps pace with her. If she wanted to race, he would race. He growled slightly, ignoring the pain in his side.

[GoodNar]

"Ah, speeding up I see. Sorry. I seriously don't want you to strain yourself." She then accelerates, passing Gigi.

[brunsmeier]

The Meta mentally laughs, and chases after her. He growls and smirks as he runs, happy that he's finally getting exercise that he needs.