((Oh, no worries. I just fill in bits of backstory with Ileana to make her more interesting. Otherwise she can be a pretty dull character. I don't really know where this is going, either. I know I have plans for Akari and Ileana, but those will play out regardless of what ends up happening. I have no idea what goes on with Roman's hivey stuff, i just go with the flow. It's like reading a book

don't worry about toe-stepping. Might make it more fun, who knows!))
Ileana~
She paused. All eyes on her. Again. "Forward," she shrugged. It was the only way, really. Other than down the giant glowing pit of possibly-unrevivable death. She preffered not to take that route. With one last look at the helmet print she continued on. "How do we want to do this..." She wondered out loud. "We're definitly getting close. Feron, when you can see them get around behind them. Try to stay off radar. They most likely have no idea you're with us, let's keep it that way. Carmela, you take the Titan and I'll take the Hunter. We'll split up, making in a wide circke parallel to each other. That will keep their attention focused on us and give Feron his chance to get around. We can try to take them peacefully, but if they put up a fight then Feron will use his void bow to tether them in place. Then we can apprehend them safely and return the Titan to the tower." Ileana hoped the plan made sense. She could always try explaining differently if not. "I want little to no bloodshed on this mission. You two are doing a great service that will not soon be forgotten." That was perhaps the most honest words Ileana had ever spoken. She lead them into a large room with a flag not far off. The landing of the first guardian, staking their claim as all did. The moon landing, the mars landing... Every one involved planting a flag in the ground. She was just beginning to examine the room for hints as to which way the duo had gone, since there were a few options, when a bright green-ish white light flashed in the hall next to them. That looked about right. "Get ready," ileana warned, making her way down the hall towards the fugitives.
Akari~
She was glad her humor was taken well. However, the idea of some nutjobs cult follower knowing about either of them was rather upsetting. How could somebody she'd never met have known her? It made her stomach turns in knots. Just as Roman's words cut off and her reached for support Akari's hands reaced forward to grip his armor, her fingers twisting under his chestpiece. She'd carry him if she needed to, no matter how heavy Titan armor and Roman put together could be. The best part about her being shorter than him was if he started to fall all she had to do was potch her shoulder forward to catch him. As he eased down she let her fingers relax, shifting her palms so that her hands were on the front of his armor. What was that his ghost said? His light was there? She couldn't be excited about that at the moment, especially not after the insinuation that he was going to die. "No, no, no. Roman?" She felt paniced. Should she do something? Why was he going to die? Had he really hit his head? The urge to vomit began to overwhelm her. She'd never seen anyone die, with the exception of thrall and fallen. She didn't want to start now.
"Protesting isn't going to help him," her ghost advised. "Keep watch and wait. Let Athena do her work. He has his light so he can return. He'll be just fine."
Akari somehow didn't believe that Roman was going to be "just fine". They'd been to hell and back in the past couple of days. That wasn't fine. As the pain of him dying settled into her she realized how awful it must have been for him to see Ileana put those bullets in her. Watching somebody you care for suffer, even if there was the promise of return, was not easy.
"They're here!" Ghost's voice shook Akari to her core. She grabbed her auto and spun around, standing in front of Roman like a guard dog. Aggression had warped her softer features in an instant. If they weren't hidden behind a helmet she'd have been significantly more terrifying.
"Get away from here," Akari warned Ileana and the Titan. "I know what you are, Guardian-killer. You're No better Titan, you follow so blindly. A false leader who intends to knife you when you aren't looking. If you even think of touching Roman I'll stoop to your level just this once." Her voice was foreign and low. A mild, unidentifiable accent hung within it. It wasn't fake this time. Rage had a habit of reverting people back to their native origins. In her blind hate she didn't realize there was a third member to their group.