"No, not at all." [i] He says, that same unnerving smirk crossing his lips. Durzo was anything but a kind soul. Desmond's eyes flitted towards the glint of light in the distance. Like a sniper's scope..[/i] [quote]You gonna tell her to duck?[/quote] [i][b]Yes..[/b][/i] [quote]Good. Durzo would let her die.[/quote] [i]This interaction between Desmond and his Ka'kari occurred in fractions of a second, the conversation nothing but thoughts being passed back and forth.[/i] "Duck." [i] Desmond snarls to Ammourette, the forcefulness in the command making it seem like a very real threat was occurring. Simultaneously, his palm turned..black, an oily, glossy substance crawling up his arm rapidly. What the hell..?[/i]