"I didn't draw my sword in order to die!" Elliot cried in anger. The man with a tattoo on his face smirked and seemed to tense. "Then here I come! Bring it!" Here he lunged at Elliot, who in turn ran at him. Suddenly Oz was jumped upon. "I told you! I have something to discuss with you!"

Oz glowered as the woman rubbed herself against him. "Well! What do you want to ask me!"
She smirked evilly as she placed her fingers on her lips. "The truth about the tragedy of Sablier!"

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"I told you not to get involved…idiot." Oz mumbled under his breath, although he regretted his actions almost instantly as Elliot turned around. "You're such a… No one's doing anything for you. So stop thinking so highly of yourself, you runt!" Oz stared at him incredulously, "Shut up! And we're about the same height anyway, stupid!"

Leo got up and walked over to them, successfully flicking them both. "No fighting." He stated in a bored tone. Elliot scoffed. "Are you…always like that?" He asked. When Oz seemed confused, he turned and started to walk away. "Do you always make that 'I don't give a damn about myself' face?"

"I don't."
"You do."
"I said I don't!"
"I'm telling you that you do!"

Leo walked past them, causing Elliot to start walking again. "You look calm even after that. We rescued you, yet you tell us not to get involved!" Elliot asked in annoyance.

"Because…it's really none of your business, right? Whether I get kidnapped or killed…" Oz finished, faltering slightly.
Elliot paused before he turned and slammed Oz into the wall. "How many people have been hurt by your actions, you suicidal idiot!" He demanded. Oz glared at him.
"Stop it, don't go acting like I have a death wish."
"But you do! Don't you!" He cried, his grip tightening on Oz's uniform. "When you sacrifice yourself…do you really believe you've saved someone? You're only trying to protect your own feelings! Just to satisfy your own ego! You don't know how much those left behind are hurt…yet you dare…say hurting other is too heavy a burden! You can afford to say something soft like that because you're pushing that onto other people! The people who care, the people who try to protect you…they're the ones shouldering your burden, so they don't lose you, because you don't even try to protect yourself." Elliot whispered.

"Enough…let me go-"
"I'm not finished!" Elliot yelled slamming Oz back into the wall. "Listen you're not going to be able to protect anyone like this. If you treat your own life lightly, you don't deserve to protect anybody else's life! You've given up. You go around pretending you're some tragic hero." Oz clenched his fists. "Are you going to keep living your life…hurting yourself and the people around you!" Elliot demanded.

"SHUT UP!" Oz screeched slapping Elliot away. He began panting. "You…don't know anything! But you suddenly barge in and say…whatever…what do you know about me! Yeah fine! I'm stupid! I'm lower than dirt! I'm a powerless fool who tries to help people to satisfy my own ego! So what's so bad about that! I was denied. I wasn't wanted. So the least I can do…is not inconvenience anybody…so the only one who gets hurt is me! No one will be hurt, even if I die."

"That's just your ego." Elliot said with absolutely no passion.

"I don't deserve the same rights as everyone else…so I…" He faltered and seemed to come to a realization. Pulling his hands away from his face he looked at Elliot. Sudden illumination coming forth.

Elliot smiled, "That so?" Oz looked down. "Good! Well that settles things for now!"

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Jack POV

Everything is made up of dimensions. Those written on paper are of the second, those that walk and buy food from markets are of the third. And time, time is of the forth. I am absorbed completely by the forth as I sit in my haven watching the world pass me by far faster than anything in my world. He's calling, but, should I answer? It is his right but I have no interest in fighting…not now. I'll allow him to suffer a moment longer.

He's being thrown around…the body that I inhabit…the body that I taint with every step. My soul is mingled with his and only now does it begin to darken. I pull him back into his own consciousness. Melancholy laves my words.

"What a way to summon me Oz. Now, I'll deal with them…so you concentrate on rescuing your comrades. It's alright; do not be afraid…as you have the right to do this!"

Oz is gone, and in his place…I stand, the power of the two of us combined at my disposal.

Lottie is smiling and laughing, and I know she knows. "You're here! Jack Vessalius!" I smile gently.
"It has been a while…Baskervilles!"

I'm lazy…and losing interest…