Scar shifted nervously, he was definitely out numbered and outskilled. The only thing keeping him in the fight was the swords in his hands. He looked down at his swords briefly and tightened his grasp, not wanting to lose his precious weapons.

Bone tumbled forward slightly, the taser slipping out of his grasp.
"Stupid," he muttered to himself angerly as he wiped the blood that was dripping down his neck.
He turned on Felicia and let out an angry growl, ignoring Zev and the taser, which was lying on the floor.
(Sorry for such long replies, practicing writing in more detail)

(Its fine.)


Zephar took intrest in the two swords, "Seems to me you only have one chance of getting out of this mess. Surrender now and I might spare you."
"Just tell us where Sparky is," Silver spoke. She knew more fighting techniques then she let on but she was still warry of the duel swords while they were unarmed.

"Well go find her yourself," he said nervously feeling sweat drip down his face, his eyes darted side to side, watching everyone, trying to come up with a plan. He griped his swords tighter, if that where possible and got ready for a fight.

Felicia gasped, and backed up. "Oh, sorry...Wait, is that Sparky? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!" Felicia yelled, and growled back.

(I don't mind. :P

...gtg)

"Funny but I think it's best to take care of a more immeated problem then to leave you alone," Zephar snickers. He knew the enemy felt trapped bythe white knuckle grip on the swords, sweat dripping down his face, nervous tone of voice, and the looking like a trapped wild animal.
Silver calmly spoke, "Just put down the swords and surrender." She was trying to be the voice of reason in this group even though she knew it was like talking to a brick wall.
(okay bye)

"Oh you know a little bit of this," he watched her reaction and had to stifle a laugh "and a little bit of that."

"I can't," was all he said as he watched everyone, remember your training. He regained his composer and watched the three of them, still nervous but careful to keep it out of his face.

The smell of fear was inhailed by Silver's nose, "Zephar Mark and I can handle this guy so you go find Sparky and make sure she's okay."
"Keep your promise Silver," With that Zephar ran past Scar slashing at his leg while he darted past.

Scar jumped back in surprise feeling pain shoot up his leg. He swung at him with his sword but only hit air. He turned to face the pair, crouching down as he got ready for a fight.

Silver's hackles rose as she held yher ground against the oncoming attack.