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"Tank," grumbled Rien in a deep voice. "You know where he is, don't you? You were last with him!" The urgency in her voice alarmed Nolah, and she softened her tone apologetically.

Not waiting for the tired girl to answer, Rien steamed on ahead with her fire of questions, this time aimed at Amadeus. "You must know where Shi or Tank are. You must have some link of some sort, right? Otherwise how did you know where to find him?"

Amadeus settled into the cushions of the couch a little further, breathing out an exasperated sigh. His guess was these people had no idea what it meant now that Theonidas as back in town. Apparently, "Tank" had been a sweet, lovable character who had earned their love and respect. There had been a latent hatred inside Christophe and Rien both, though, one that they hadn't been aware existed. Amadeus hadn't really been wanting to cause all this unncessary strife. He saw it as being quite ricidulous, and he didn't see the bid deal.

Rien's sister had been killed by the Reaper. Ah yes, well step back in line, because Amadeus was pretty damn sure the Reaper had felled many people, a good number of which were probably someone else's sister. The way she reacted, you'd think she was the only one who'd lost someone. Yet, Amadeus didn't really undersand the concept of revenge. Sure, he'd been mad at people and gone after them... but in his mind, it was just because they deserved the die, and well, he liked to kill them.

As deranged as that was, it was part of who Amadeus has shaped himself to be. And then there was Christophe. He'd met the guy when he was nothing more than a boy, a little snot-nosed kid who would cry everytime he was taken away from his parents for the experiements. They'd had to put a stop to that after a while, and they did so by slaughtering his parents and raising him in the lab. He didn't seem to remember that so well now. He just seemed to be angry about having been "created." Amadeus couldn't really gather why, because created or not, he was what he was. Revenge wouldn't change that.

These two had turned on their buddy "Tank" at the drop of a hat, like he wasn't even the same person they'd become fast friends with. But Amadeus supposed he wasn't...not while he was the Reaper. After Theonidas got everything in his mind sorted out...once he started to remember the life he had lived before this all happened...the s**t would hit the fan.

"I don't know where he is," Amadeus said in a low, even tone. I found him here because this is where I brought him. And yes, I do know who Shi is, but I do not know what part she is going to play in all this."

He glanced at the catgirl, who looked lost and confused.

"Tank's no more, kid."

"Here," Christophe said, handing Nolah a couple aspirin and a glass of water. "That'll make your headache go away."

He paused, and looked at Rien and Amadeus, then back at Nolah. "It's not Tank that I'm after, it's Theonidas. As Theonidas, he is a killer. That's why Rien's so upset, as Theonidas he killed her sister-- and she needs to remember that it's Theonidas, not Tank, that did it. I don't want to kill Tank, and the fact that he was still Tank when he was with you is a really good sign. That means there is hope. I think we have to get to him before Shi does. She's the one who made him remember Theonidas, and if she gets to him first, he might not have any Tank left in him by the time we get there."

He looked down at the ground. "Tank's my friend. Theonidas is my enemy. I'd rather have a friend than an enemy."

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Rien nodded with the order of priorties, mumbling: "Yeh, it'll probably mess up, but come what may!"

Christophe started walking away, and then ran back to Rien excitedly. "Rien, please tell me you still have that ring I gave you when you went to go look for your brother!?! That should be able to tell us where he is!"

For a second Rien's heart stopped, then she smiled broadly and reached into her pocket. "YES! I do have it," she cried happily. She searched around in her pocket, then her smile turned into her frown. "I do..." she repeated, this time sceptically. "Do I?" she asked, her statement turning into a question.

Just as everyone was about to pull their hair out and stamp on it, she found it. "Ah yes," she laughed with embarrassment. Putting on the ring, she thought of Elure and sought him out.

"Shall we, Christohpe, Nolah?" she asked politely and then grabbed Amadeus' wrist, dragging him out of the door.

Rien came to a halt, still holding Amadeus by his wrist.

"Don't be silly Nolah, of course you'll be of help. Though the clothes problem is... a problem!! Um what happened to you anyway?"

Amadeus allowed himself to be dragged to the door, but he pulled his arm out of Rien's grasp when she paused to talk to Nolah. He turned around, facing the deshielved catgirl and putting his hands on his hips. This was a situation that he didn't really have much of an option for. He could help these people or he could simply...not. He had come here to pick up Theonidas, but to what end? Because of whatever had happened here, Theonidas had now become the Reaper. Amadeus had hoped that he would have been able to get Theonidas away before he became the Reaper. That way, there would have been more of a chance of controlling him. Now that he was with Shi, there was little hope for that.

And there was this girl, who had been with Theonidas after the transformation, who had lived to tell about it and what was more, held no adverse feelings toward him. So, what had gone on between the Reaper and this girl? He pointed at Nolah, massaging at his sinuses with his other hand.

"Look, I never said I was going to help you with this. I could just as easily get out of dodge before all this s**t hits the fan. But listen. If you had interaction with Theonidas after the transformation, and he didn't hurt you, then you still have his trust. the Elf Princess here and Mister Mission Impossible are going to need your help."

He removed his jacket and pants (for the outer layer was only thermal) and tossed them to her, along with his belt. He pointed at her feet.

"You'll need shoes."