Thousand Year War || SootRunner & VineStar12 ONLY

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary jumped, and, despite herself, felt herself calm down, because James had told her to. Her yellow eyes half-closed, and she bit her lip. "Yeah, I know. But... Still." She knew the come-back was weak, but it was all she had. "We need a plan. Machi, where did this take place?" she asked, restraining herself from demanding.

Machi blinked rapidly, watching Clary and the boy. Interesting... "About a mile away. And who is this?" he asked, pushing himself to his feet and pointing at the boy.

[k i n g]

"James Wellwood, at your service. Great grandnephew of Silver," he holds out a hand with a smiel at Machi, removing his other hand from Clary's shoulder.

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary glanced between Machi and James before turning her back to them, rubbing her temples. With Silver gone, she knew she'd have to take her place, at least temporarily. But she couldn't- wouldn't- do it all by herself. Her mind lingered over multiple ideas before one suddenly demanded her attention. Maybe...

Machi took James's hand, warily shaking it. "So you're human. How'd you find us?" he asked, unable to snuff out the curiosity in his purple eyes.

[k i n g]

"Ahem... Well, er..." James ruffled his own black hair, smiling in embarrassment. "Sort of... tried to kill Silver. I was the guy with the mask...?' He held it up, then placed it over hsi face.

[Corporal Rivaille]

((Poor James. XD))

Machi's face turned stormy. "Oh. You. The one who prevented her from rescuing me when she had the chance. I really must thank you," he replied, voice dripping with heavy sarcasm.

Clary sighed slightly, turning around and grabbing James's arm. "I need to talk to you. Now. You two can socialize later," she muttered, starting to drag him away from Machi.

[k i n g]

James frowned at the hatred in Machi's purple eyes. "Why do you care so much about Silver, anyways? If I recall, I'm her only living relative on Xena." Then Clary grabbed and dragged him away. "If it's about my underage drinking, then don't yell at me. It was Nightlock's fault!"

[Corporal Rivaille]

Machi flinched at the question, though didn't answer, just glared steadily at James as Clary dragged him away.

Clary stopped out of earshot of Machi, spinning James around so he was facing her. "No, it's not about your underage drinking. Would you shouldn't be doing, anyway! No, this is about the Warriors of Peace. Silver's gone, which means I'm going to have to take her place." Her voice dropped to a whisper, and her eyes met James's, pleading. "I can't do this alone."

[k i n g]

James blushed a bit when Clary said it wasn't about him drinking whiskey while being underage. Then hsi teal gaze met hers with a surprised look. "You want me to be co-leader?"

[Corporal Rivaille]

Clary bit back a sarcastic reply, biting her lip and nodding as she stared into James's teal eyes with her own golden ones. "Please," she murmured in a low voice, surprising even herself when she suddenly stepped close to James, burying her face in his shirt, tears filling her eyes.

[k i n g]

James jumped a bit when Clary buried her face into his shirt, feeling a bit awkward. "OKay. I'll do it."