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[Niwantaw]

*Is a charred corpse not entirely unlike a badly over cooked BBQed tawtute*

['Ì'awn Menari]

*flinches* ouch he's going to feel that in the morning...

[Ean Hufwetulyu]

*flies in on ikran with tsko swizaw*

*aim at fireman, shots hits the napalm tank*

*exploses*

*lands while given strong hiss*

[Niwantaw]

*Has already been exploded*

['Ì'awn Menari]

*thanks to the explosion is thrown into a cliff and has rocks falling on her*  DAMN IT!

[Tompa'Ivong]

*finds his way out of the cave way off in the distance*

*calls his Ikran*

*finds a perch in a tree*

[Niwantaw]

*after several minutes of standing still, crumbles to dust*

[Ean Hufwetulyu]

*follows the her ikran*

[Txur Niftxavang]

*smells charred flesh, thick, and it smells like burning hair.*.  

Good riddence Tawtewng...    Should we bury him?  Err, what's left?    

['Ì'awn Menari]

*tries to move rocks off of her*  while you guys do that i'm going to get this s*** off of me...i hate explosions right now you have no idea...

*tries to move a rock...no such luck*  OW!  *hisses* oh boy txonway is not going to be happy with me...

[Niwantaw]

*the dust crumbles to slightly smaller pieces of dust*

[Tompa'Ivong]

*says a prayer* by the blessing of eywa, let there be wild growth.  Eywa hear me out, let my own energy heal the land

*steers his ikran over to 'ì'awn, grabbing the rock that is pinning her and drops it off in the distance*

*hovers for a bit*

[Txur Niftxavang]

*that's a big rock!*. *tries to help lift it off,  omg this is heeaaavvvyyyy!*.


*succeeds in lifting rock off 'I'awn.*

['Ì'awn Menari]

Irayo ma metsmukan.  that crap hurt.  *she gets to her feet and dusts herself off while checking to make sure nothing is broken  then moves over to where Tawtewng turned to dust with a slight limp*

i give him two days max.  waht say you guys...

[Txur Niftxavang]

Two days for what? For him too be dust in the wind?   All the torture that the RDA, and Tawtewng put us through...  I'd say leave him here to die, but that's truely not me. So, you want to aid Tawtewng?  

[Tompa'Ivong]

*not if i can help it*   Ill ensure that his ashes becomes a pile of crystals

[Ean Hufwetulyu]

*from above "Nìn nì'ul aytawtute za'u"*

[Niwantaw]

*the ashes become so small that they drift away. Scattered to the four winds*

['Ì'awn Menari]

Wo days for what? For him too be dust in the wind?   All the torture that the RDA, and Tawtewng put us through...  I'd say leave him here to die, but that's truely not me. Si, you want to aid Tawtewng? 

kehe i don't want to aid him.  do not misunderstand me.  i'm just wondering how long it'll take before he comes back...haven't you noticed he has a "lovely" little habit of doing that recently.

[Tompa'Ivong]

*throws a mixed flaming ball of sand and tar at tawtawng's ashes*

*flies really high*