"She died in childbirth.. at least, that's what every record says. But the reaction she had when she died was consistent with poisoning.." [i] Lance says with a sigh.[/i] "I don't know why or how, but her blood samples showed that their were traces of dark water rose, and Anzid root. Seperate their harmless but together, they make a slow acting poison. Yet, my son didn't die along with her, so whoever poisoned her had impeccable timing." [i] He says, running his hands through his hair.[/i] "That answer the pieces that didn't add up?"

[i]"I'm not going to lie... I don't usually give out my condolences and prayers. I think it's all the same... I ask for her safe passage and comfort you... It feels wrong in a way. Dishonorable. Rather, I can say that I understand your pain and wish you the best in overcoming it..."[/i] [b]Damien was sick of apologies and sorrow when it came to death. It seemed so cliche and fake to weep over the same thing every time... It made it seem like he didn't care when he dropped flowers next to a grave and moved on...[/b] [i]"I always looked at men in a strange way... Thought it was strange women could tolerate us... Then again, how do we tolerate them? Animals have it easy. They act the same despite gender... Humans... No... Male and female is like opposite species..."[/i] [b]Damien wrinkled his nose and snatched his bottle back for another swig. He always had been luckier than most... But it felt like false luck... He never knew how he got away with a wife and daughter.[/b] [i]"Maybe that's why it's harder for us."[/i]

"What has me seriously worried.." [i] He pauses, fishing another peppermint out of his pocket and putting it in his mouth.[/i] "Is that those plants don't exist when she died."

[i]"Time traveling enemies... You either pissed someone off in the past... Or future..."[/i] [b]Damien, flicked his eyes up to the sun, the bright haze jetting his eyes... But he didn't turn his gaze away.[/b] [i]"You ought to stop pissing around in other dimensions... One of these days, something real strong is going to get sick of your shit."[/i]

"Yeah... I know. And Zavax isn't willing to let me go back and try again unless I give him something impossible.." [i] He smiled, and said cryptically.[/i] "Oddly enough, I live for that day."

[i]"You should have him play an Coffin Mind. People whose minds and future can't be seen. Chess or something. Deities like games, right?"[/i] [b]Damien shrugs and sets the half empty bottle to the side, getting his his feet. He gave Lance another look, before turning to the buildings around them.[/b] [i]"All I can do is wish you luck to be honest... The last super powerful race I got involved with turned out to be harboring biological weapons with too many teeth."[/i]

"Thanks. I appreciate it. I suppose I'm off to go ask Lana a couple of friendly questions. Maybe her friend is more bearable for than he is you." [i] Lance says with a smirk. [/i]

[i]"Pffft. Sure... By the way... I will be in touch. I'm going to try to track Salem... But I have feeling it will take some time... Though, I can sense where Reaver is..."[/i] [b]He remarks, slightly confused why Zion was padding around killing ancient romans... Probably because he was just a massive dick.[/b]

"Reaver isn't at the top of my list. He doesn't like Salem as much as I do, but he's a lot more wary of him. Probably smart on his part." [i] Lance said with a shake of his head.[/i] "Thanks Damien."