Post UnHonorable War

Josh without turning around yells, "HEY! NO FIGHTING. You!" pointing at Miguel, "Finish your thoughts, and you!" pointing at TK, "No fighting!" he then goes back to doing whatever he is doing. "...damn it....... fixed...."

Another clone came up behind TK and pointed a gun at her head.

"Off." They both said.

"Oh isn't this a great situation?" Miguel said, rolling his eyes and slipping away from the rod and walking out of the room. Just then he realized the room was full of alphas... unregistered ones. Fortunately, noone was outside.

(Where did you go?)

Gabrielle emerged from the second bathroom with a sulky look plastered on her face as she walked towards Tyler. She frowned and gave him an extremely nice slap with the back of her hand across the face. Her hand didn't appear cold or warm, practically room temperature.

"I don't care about your excuse. I just can't stand it that you didn't tell us about your little side missions. We could've all been put in danger!" She put her hands on her head. She stomped farther away, leaving the impression that her shadow was malformed into a large legendary beast.

(Sorry, accidental teleportation)
"So maybe we should get moving." One of the two Miguels said.
"Unless Balorian wants something else..."

Josh stands up and gently puts something in the ice box gently. Then turns around facing the room and begins making something else this time facing everyone. He begins slowly making 16 ice spikes, approximately 6 inches long and somewhere between 1-2 inches in diameter narrowing at the head to form a sharpened point, "hmmm maybe we should get going soon... but I would like to do one more thing first..."

Gabrielle walked back into the room, pissy and just as imposing as before, but with a new business-like onlook to her companions. "So what's the plan?" she asked.

Emir comes back to the group from the kitchen. "Guys, don't go to the kitchen, cause i think i just eat every scrap in that place." laughing softly.

"ha ha very funny Ermir... almost done..." now done making the spikes he has made 8 chambers on each upper arm of his beneath his sleeves and to hold the spikes which float into place. "There we go that should make some good concealed weapons..." he then looks up saying, "Yes what is the plan?"

"Whatcha guys talking about?...and where the hell am i gonna get bullets for my gun on this so called 'plan'?" Emir frowning. "and Josh its Emir, Not ERmir."

(XD sorry)
"sorry just a slip of the tongue... and if just round pellets will do... then I can make you plenty of those." about 20 small orbs about the right size to fit Emir's gun form in front of Emir and start floating in front of him, "well will that do? they shouldn't start melting for about a half hour... and I can make them whenever you need."

"I need you to make 8 bullets size of a your lips" Emir saying it with a straight face. "and hope to god it does not melt wherever we going."

He makes them as such and hands the tubes over they are blunt though, "I could make them sharp but that would take more time... theses will start melting in about a half hour so dump them if you haven't used them by then... also I can always just make more."

"Why do you worry TK? It's not like they gonna surround us so quickly." getting the bullets from Josh and puts the bullets into the revolver chamber.

Patting her on the shoulder. "You never let anyone down right now, besides everybody can protect each other." Smiling.

"it's okay I can protect everyone with these now... just need to do a little test..." he walks into the next vacant room the 16 ice spikes shoot out of his arm rungs and start spinning around him rapidly he begins making them fly off in separate aerial maneuvers attacking imaginary enemies... he does this for just a short time then they fly back under his sleeves and into their compartments, "Well that should work out well..." he walks back into the room with the others, "I think should do right?"