ooc: OK Mike bring it on...

bic: The homunculi was in the cell not paying any attention to the screech from the nearby ally or enemy. Lament checked this other homunculi over. He had red hair, purple sunglasses, a combat jacket, and a cigarette. Everything else was normal. Lament then asked the strange homunculi for his name. “Grief.” he said.

Lament then did a rare thing. She smiled from victory she found the man she was looking for. Grief saw this and walked towards the bars. Lament then asked, “If you can fuse your self with anything you touch then why haven’t you gotten out.”

“I like the quiet, and I don’t give a rat’s ass if I live forever or die.” Grief said.

Lament stepped away and said quietly almost as if talking to herself, “now it’s about time to leave your cell and get to the real world.”

Grief smiled and touched two of the bars. Instantly they began to glow and so did his hands. The two bars were now swords on his hands. He looked into Lament’s eyes, but Lament turned away. A guard caught a sight of Grief and Lament, and the homunculi to the guard. Lament screeched making the guard fall to the floor. Grief walked over to the guard and lifted his arm. Then the blade arm slammed down upon the guard’s neck splitting it in half. Lament and Grief ran knowing that more guards would show up and also knew that would waste time. They ran down the hall wile the prisoners were getting up from a horrible pain for the second time. The two came to a door and stopped. It wasn’t an exit but they planned on taking it anyway. The two entered a room that looked like an arena. Grief unfused the bars and tossed one to Lament to lock one of the two doors as Grief did the other. Now the doors were locked and they were trapped in an arena. Grief then said, “ I’ve been looking for a challenge lately but no one is good enough.”

Lament nodded then went to the center of the arena, same with Grief. The arena was pretty big it had no man made floor it was a desert like platform that was amazingly flat. There were stands all around the arena which made it more like entertainment. Grief stared into Lament’s eyes one more time to find hers were already in his.

ooc: ive been having some wrighters block so my posts may not be as long as i may hope.