"We're not all bloodthirsty Gevar. " Crimson said sharply.  

Crimson's tone caused the crest of feathers on Gevar's head to lift as she gave the deity an indignant look. "I am aware. Though as the Darkest Devout said, perhaps those are the ones I remember the most." her feathers began to slowly flatten again as she spoke, making a faint metallic scraping sound as they rustled past each other. "My tangles with mortals have been pretty negative, so I may not be one to take my word for on the matter."

A cutting edge strikes Crimson's arm, ripping at him with a bleeding cut. "Do be careful where you appear, it seems my knife found your arm. And if I recall, you were told to leave us alone." If he were to turn, Crimson would find no knife in The Devout's grasp, only empty hands.

Crimson felt the blade cut into his skin, but made no mind of it.  "Then what drives you to get defensive?  I have not hurt you in any way.  I am simply stating what I believe in.  Nothing more, nothing less Gevar."

Crimson felt the blood trickle down his hand and started to form a pool of flames, slightly igniting the roof in a golden flame.  "You have no right in your words to blame the mortals for your kin being slaughtered.  Blame the gods that never helped or listened to the cries and the blood of them.  You're a proud and independent soul at that but sadly always lacking the words and the feelings to help and be helped.  Thus you became helpless.  But I am mortal and just as helpless as your people were.  I can and will die in the years coming.  Does this mean that you would blame me for killing your kin too?  Would you kill a innocent man that never condemned a single soul to a wrongful death?  You have seen for yourself that I have neither hurt nor acted as a threat to harm either one of you.  If I have, you have all rights to kill me.  But I will not let you kill me without a fight.  Though I'm very sure the Others and the Council would much prefer I do not." Crimson knelt down and placed his arm over the flame, attempting to cauterize his wound slowly.  "It's easy to peer into what people think and how they act.  You aren't very good at it though.  Whatever DD is talking about isn't my concern, that much is true.  But often curiosity gets the better of us mortals.  If I am so bold to ask, does he plan on bringing back the rest of your kin?" 

((I spent wat too much time trying to think of a response.  Yay me)) 

"Even you weren't able to be of any help.  Truly you have much to learn about this world just as much as I do Cor.  Take back your Soul for now.  We will talk again when we have learned more.  A pity I didn't get to see what that Devout was going at."  The small golden flame died down to a crimson red and slowly dispersed.  Cor...or the real Crimson now, stood up and watched the shadow of Gevar fly away.  "She's involved with a CD...almost scares me to think if we have one here from Arithnia.  That Darkest Devout is almost like Nova."  Crimson tore off part of his sleeve and wrapped it around his arm.  "Now how do  Iget down from here?  My magic is limited to simple spells....guess I gotta jump..." Crimson stood up and walked to the edge humming Dream On by Aerosmith.