::Melissa::
Melissa narrowed her eyes, her hand gripping her disk with enough force to cut through her own hand. "Maybe if I smacked you in the head a few times with this, it would knock some sense into you!" she screamed back, taking a step foreward. She narrowed her eyes, feeling like giving up inside, but didnt have the will to do so. "How is going home, going to help, if you get killed along the way, and leave us here to die? Is that the right decison, for our lives to be on your concience?" Melissa snapped back, venom obvious in her voice. She knew their angers were matched, so maybe a different approach. She lowered her hand, walking over to him. She raised her empty hand to his cheek, locking eyes with him. "Fine, leave...." she whispered, her face soft. "Obviously, you do not care enough about anyone but yourself in this situation, Kane. So why should I help you, if you cannot see anything except what you want to see?" Melissa asked, turning to walk away slowly.
::Johnathan::
John shrugged, slinking down at the foot of Alyssa's bed. "Melissa and Kane are fighting. It isnt going so well, apparantly..." he replied, rolling his eyes arrogantly. "They have no idea how to fight correctly anyway..."