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They sat eating the food Sjin had prepared for them. He was a very good cook, having decided to make something differant to the reaper. The plates had a rabbit stake as the main peice, with some cooked berries on the side as a juice and some mahogany leaves as a substitute for vegitables.
It looked deliciouse and everyone tooked in. Everyone exept the spaceman.

He pushed the berries around his plate, thinking about what Ridge had said, he felt quiet nacious when he thought about eating.
"Xeph" he heard the slight mumble of his name... It sounded as if it was said in slow motion.
"Xeph!" everything sped up to normal time as he looked up to the reaper. "Thought you'd blanked out there." the spaceman gave a shrug.

"Dont you like it?" Sjin asked from the opposite log to him, he shook his head "No nothing like that... I'm just... Not really hungry." he saw Ridge sit back slightly and raise an eyebrow from the corner of his eye.
"Xephos you need to eat. Especialy considering the amount of blood you lost." he stated as he took note to the fact that the spaceman ignored his worried glance.

Xephos dug his fork under the berries, pulling it towards his mouth. As it touched his lips, he shot up and ran towards the trees, throwing up what little he had in his stomach.
"Shit." Rythian said. "You alright?"
"Yeah!" Xephos called wearily from the trees.
"Poor guy." Sjin said.
"Guys I think he should stay here tomorow and heal, one of us should go out and explore. Although I think it should be Rythians decision as the err 'healer' of sorts." the reaper suggested.
"Good idea." the mage agreed, despite not wanting to.

"I'll go see if he's ok." the architect said, standing up and walking to the trees.
He fount the spaceman leaning against a nearby tree, he appeared to be thinking.
"Hey."
"Hi Sjin."
"We were just saying... Maybe you do need to force your body to eat" he didn't want to tell the spaceman what they were really talking about, he would leave that to Ridge.
"Yeah. Sjin?"
He looked up at the architect with big blue eyes, plucking a chord in his stomach that made him just want to hug the spaceman until he felt better.
"Yeah?"
"Am I really the best choice for leader?"

The architect raised an eyebrow.
"Ah, i'm seriouse! I'm not good at making snap decisions, I seem to cause more arguments then I solve, I can't build or use magic. Whenever I decide to be curious I end up putting my life and even other peoples lives in danger!"
With that the architect put his arms around the spaceman, granted he only came up to his collerbone, but still.
Xephos stopped talking and smiled.
"Thanks Sjin."
"No problem. Sometimes people just need a hug." he shrugged and walked back towards the camp.

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The next day Ridge told Xephos that he should stay at the camp, the reaper had managed to make a long sling and rest his friends arm in it so that the infection couldn't spread any more.
Ridges job was to enchante the weapons today.
Sjins was to do the exploring and mining, after getting a warning from the spaceman about the birds and thier eggs.
Rythian was incharge of finding something to eat and making them dinner.
And Xephos himself was incharge of getting the wood and working on making his newly named 'science machine' more advanced.

Him and Ridge were sat at the camp, the spaceman seemed to be frustrated trying to do things with just one hand, but appeared to manage quiet well.
"Ridge?"
The reaper looked up. The spaceman was still looking down, and appeared to just be chorusing his thoughts outloud while he worked.
"Yes?"
"What was on that cloth. The one you healed my arm with?"

Ridge placed a peice of the machine down. "It's a type of magic, it sort of... Hmmm how's he best way to put it... It sort of, reverses the effects of the poison, meaning that it woke you up from the hibernation state and began to draw the poinonouse substance from the open wound."
"Some type of reaper magic i'm guessing."

Ridge sighed, sounding a smidge annoyed. The spaceman seemed upset still.
"Xephos, why are you still upset?"
"Why do you treat us like we're soldiers fighting a battle?"
Ridge froze on the spot before smirking
"What do you mean?"
"Oh come on!" Xephos look up to the reaper, a look of amusement plastered over his face.
"You were survaying me to see if I fit to your standerds!" he smirked himself and the reaper squinted curiously at the man.
"You just look down on all of us dont you."
"No I-"
"Yes, you do! When Sjin suggested making me leader Rythian agreed streight away, but you. Huh. You looked at me like I was a mangy dog they were asking if they could take in off the streets."
"I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I'm sorry."

The spaceman knew that he meant it. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
"No it was justified."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"You are the best choice though. Leaders need the courage to be able to investigate and be curious, even if it means that thier friends and comrades are sometimes put at risk. Sure you might not have magic, but you have soul. And that's all that matters."
"My soul? Is that what you meant by fit for duty."
"If I took you all back to my world, not just Sjin and Rythian, but everyone from Tektopia, the other reapers and demigods would probably kill or experiment on the others, but they would most likely turn you into a fledgling reaper."
Xephos raised hos eyebrows in disbelief.
"I have nothing to offer them"
"You have a differance that most people don't have."
"Differance?"
"Yes, you're the Xephos of Tektopia! You are the only one in existance! Your the only one of your species on the planet, you have very differant blood and the capasity to destroy or in turn make the world better. You're you. That's all I can say."

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They all layed around the campfire that night, telling stories of when they were back on Tektopia. Ridge, Rythian and Sjin all had stories of when they were just kids... He felt slightly left out because of his loss of memories, but that was what made him who he was. The one and only, Xephos. As he looked up at the stars and drifted to sleep, he thought of Ridge's words... He felt... Healed.

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They sat eating the food Sjin had prepared for them. He was a very good cook, having decided to make something differant to the reaper. The plates had a rabbit stake as the main peice, with some cooked berries on the side as a juice and some mahogany leaves as a substitute for vegitables.
It looked deliciouse and everyone tooked in. Everyone exept the spaceman.

He pushed the berries around his plate, thinking about what Ridge had said, he felt quiet nacious when he thought about eating.
"Xeph" he heard the slight mumble of his name... It sounded as if it was said in slow motion.
"Xeph!" everything sped up to normal time as he looked up to the reaper. "Thought you'd blanked out there." the spaceman gave a shrug.

"Dont you like it?" Sjin asked from the opposite log to him, he shook his head "No nothing like that... I'm just... Not really hungry." he saw Ridge sit back slightly and raise an eyebrow from the corner of his eye.
"Xephos you need to eat. Especialy considering the amount of blood you lost." he stated as he took note to the fact that the spaceman ignored his worried glance.

Xephos dug his fork under the berries, pulling it towards his mouth. As it touched his lips, he shot up and ran towards the trees, throwing up what little he had in his stomach.
"Shit." Rythian said. "You alright?"
"Yeah!" Xephos called wearily from the trees.
"Poor guy." Sjin said.
"Guys I think he should stay here tomorow and heal, one of us should go out and explore. Although I think it should be Rythians decision as the err 'healer' of sorts." the reaper suggested.
"Good idea." the mage agreed, despite not wanting to.

"I'll go see if he's ok." the architect said, standing up and walking to the trees.
He fount the spaceman leaning against a nearby tree, he appeared to be thinking.
"Hey."
"Hi Sjin."
"We were just saying... Maybe you do need to force your body to eat" he didn't want to tell the spaceman what they were really talking about, he would leave that to Ridge.
"Yeah. Sjin?"
He looked up at the architect with big blue eyes, plucking a chord in his stomach that made him just want to hug the spaceman until he felt better.
"Yeah?"
"Am I really the best choice for leader?"

The architect raised an eyebrow.
"Ah, i'm seriouse! I'm not good at making snap decisions, I seem to cause more arguments then I solve, I can't build or use magic. Whenever I decide to be curious I end up putting my life and even other peoples lives in danger!"
With that the architect put his arms around the spaceman, granted he only came up to his collerbone, but still.
Xephos stopped talking and smiled.
"Thanks Sjin."
"No problem. Sometimes people just need a hug." he shrugged and walked back towards the camp.

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The next day Ridge told Xephos that he should stay at the camp, the reaper had managed to make a long sling and rest his friends arm in it so that the infection couldn't spread any more.
Ridges job was to enchante the weapons today.
Sjins was to do the exploring and mining, after getting a warning from the spaceman about the birds and thier eggs.
Rythian was incharge of finding something to eat and making them dinner.
And Xephos himself was incharge of getting the wood and working on making his newly named 'science machine' more advanced.

Him and Ridge were sat at the camp, the spaceman seemed to be frustrated trying to do things with just one hand, but appeared to manage quiet well.
"Ridge?"
The reaper looked up. The spaceman was still looking down, and appeared to just be chorusing his thoughts outloud while he worked.
"Yes?"
"What was on that cloth. The one you healed my arm with?"

Ridge placed a peice of the machine down. "It's a type of magic, it sort of... Hmmm how's he best way to put it... It sort of, reverses the effects of the poison, meaning that it woke you up from the hibernation state and began to draw the poinonouse substance from the open wound."
"Some type of reaper magic i'm guessing."

Ridge sighed, sounding a smidge annoyed. The spaceman seemed upset still.
"Xephos, why are you still upset?"
"Why do you treat us like we're soldiers fighting a battle?"
Ridge froze on the spot before smirking
"What do you mean?"
"Oh come on!" Xephos look up to the reaper, a look of amusement plastered over his face.
"You were survaying me to see if I fit to your standerds!" he smirked himself and the reaper squinted curiously at the man.
"You just look down on all of us dont you."
"No I-"
"Yes, you do! When Sjin suggested making me leader Rythian agreed streight away, but you. Huh. You looked at me like I was a mangy dog they were asking if they could take in off the streets."
"I didn't mean to make you feel like that. I'm sorry."

The spaceman knew that he meant it. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
"No it was justified."
They sat in silence for a moment.
"You are the best choice though. Leaders need the courage to be able to investigate and be curious, even if it means that thier friends and comrades are sometimes put at risk. Sure you might not have magic, but you have soul. And that's all that matters."
"My soul? Is that what you meant by fit for duty."
"If I took you all back to my world, not just Sjin and Rythian, but everyone from Tektopia, the other reapers and demigods would probably kill or experiment on the others, but they would most likely turn you into a fledgling reaper."
Xephos raised hos eyebrows in disbelief.
"I have nothing to offer them"
"You have a differance that most people don't have."
"Differance?"
"Yes, you're the Xephos of Tektopia! You are the only one in existance! Your the only one of your species on the planet, you have very differant blood and the capasity to destroy or in turn make the world better. You're you. That's all I can say."

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They all layed around the campfire that night, telling stories of when they were back on Tektopia. Ridge, Rythian and Sjin all had stories of when they were just kids... He felt slightly left out because of his loss of memories, but that was what made him who he was. The one and only, Xephos. As he looked up at the stars and drifted to sleep, he thought of Ridge's words... He felt... Healed.