"No...problem." He reached down and picked up a card for what looked like an armory. All the text was in fancy print. "Stupid dyslexia."

Ash looked at the card. "What's that?" She asked.

"I think its a card for an armory. Monsters have a weird, creepy way of adapting to modern times."

Ash raised a brow. "Well that sucks, kind of." She said.

He nodded."Yes it does."

She looked up at him, worriedly. "What are we going to do? Aren't his friends coming?" She asked, wide-eyed.

((((( Hey, may I pwease join you guys? Meh newish carrie must be used XP or imma hipocrite )))))

(gi ahead)

"I don't think so, if he fought that hard. He might have just been very, very pissed though."

She lifted her head slightly. "I see. And, yes. He was very pissed." (Fail)

Zalara jumped down from the bed of a truck. She seemed to love to hang in random places.. SHe didn't even know who's truck that was. Oh well, no harm no foul. She looked at the group of fighters sort of bemused(favorite word XP). She looked at them through her pitch black sun glasses.(cause she Amos sister) Well, wern't these the little bunch of fighters. She ran her hand through her black and purple hair sort of lazily. She was just that way, unless she had reason not to be.

(gah, I have nothing to work with here XP I need more stuff posted to do anything good.. SAD!)

Bullet was surprised to seee someone. "Um, excuse me? Do you need any help?" (NO MUSE)

Ash raised a brow. "Hello." She said, backing up a step.

((she deamon/necro cross like her brother! *huggles carries*))

Zalara sniffed slightly, as if ofended by them. Hm, demigods? Well, she hadn't been around their kind in a while. How.. wonderful. She played with a rope tied around her left wrist bordly, "Hm, No. I don't." She said. Her voice held a easily recognised tinge of power, she didn't bother hiding anything. She looked at Ash, who had backed, with now clear amusment, "well then, hi there. You fight pretty well for a human, as they said." She murmered. It wasn't her fault she heard well. Besides, she was actualy impressed by this one's skill. She continued fiddling with her rope till she was satisfied, then looked up and added, "I'm Zalara."


(bleh)

He turned toward Ash. "She's a cross. Half demon,and thats all I can make out." He was smarter than alot of those inhis cabin, with actually going to school and such. But he also knew a little more about "demons working under the fist of Lucifer." Gotta love those creepy Christian foster parents. (no offence, im just talking about like my grandma. "Grammy, Im tired." "The Lord isn't tired!!" xD)
He looked at the newcomer. "What are you, again, Zalara?" He seemed genuinley curious.

She grined. Well, there was such thing as someone smart. For once, "Aw, glad you asked, well sort of. Anyways, I am a cross of a demon and a Necromancer. Not very common, my brother is the only other I know of." She added. She was sort of suprised by that one, but not all that much. Unexpected encounters were a part of life, and she was used to it.

(is this before or after the party?)

((((((( ummmmm. after? idk xD you decide))))))))))

(Meep! Sorry I died. Got sick. Blech)

Ash stayed where she was. "Hello. I'm Ash...and...thanks." She said softly. her eyes held distrust, for she didn't like those she didn't know (Total fail v.v Stupid flu)

Zalara noded, flicking her rope out in front of her and cracking it like a bull whip. A slight smile tuged at her lips as she did, but she got bored and the rope disapeared from her hand now. She blinked behind her black glasses, watching the distrust in Ash with a sort of bemused look. She turned and looked back at Bullet a moment, "Hm, and you are a demigod then? Haven't been around your kind since.." SHe trailed off. There was one encounter that really had given those around not to trust her, if only for a moment. But, she hadn't hurt anyone.. Not as much she could say for those others. Zalara droped the thought quickly, it made her too iritable. No fun to be around a moody half demon. At least not for anyone else.