Zelgadiss ran into the room, Amelia not far behind him. Lina looked up, her mouth forming a small 'o' of surprise as she recognized Zel. However, as she got her bearings, and notices Xelloss, the 'o' quickly turned to a tight line as her lips pursed together and her brow furrowed. A familiar fire ignited in her eyes, "Just what, the HELL, are you two still doing here, and why, the HELL, are you in my house?!" Her voice lowered and a growl worked it's way into her tone, "Amelia..."
The only person in the room who answered to that name blanched, "Uh...I-I brought them here, Lina, not that I w-wanted to, but...You passed out, and Zelgadiss, er...Gourry was going to charge you, but Xelloss didn't, umm, they didn't take off their shoes, and I, coffee....you're not a couple..."
"..."
"Mmmyep."
Zelgadiss sat in the chair he had occupied earlier, wringing his hands nervously. He cleared his throat a few times and finally got the words out, "We needed to get you out of the open, since a group of people standing around an unconscious woman is suspicious in any world. Your...home...was the closest, and Amelia agreed to show us here because she was worried about you..."
"Plus, chimera boy here wanted to carry you, and needed to find a house with a big enough bed for two..."
Both looked away, a blush creeping up Zelgadiss' face at the priest's implications. Lina, after her initial shock, cast a somewhat half hearted glare, "Did you actually carry me all the way here?"
He nodded.
"...Thank you."
"..."
The tension built as the silence continued.
"..."
"Can I watch?"
Gourry, confused as ever, and not quite able to comprehend the perverseness of Xelloss' words, decided that the best thing to do was to ignore him, "So, uh, what are we gonna do?"
Lina crossed her arms and leaned back, "We, Gourry, aren't going to do anything! You," she pointed at Xelloss, "And you," to Zelgadiss, "Are going to get out of my house, and out of my life. Now!" But something in her eyes betrayed her uncertainty.
Xelloss' eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, "You can't do that Lina..."
Her hand hovered dangerously close to a strange object, "You wanna try me? I'll call the police..."
Uh-oh, this could be bad, "Look, Lina..."
Her glare transferred to him, but didn't soften.
Zel rubbed a temple, and returned her glare with one of his own, "You really want us out? Completely? Gone forever and ever?"
After a split-second hesitation, she nodded slowly, her glare turning to a sideways look of confusion.
His features didn't change, but he stood, "You mean to tell me that whole spell," he winced at the pun that no one else seemed to catch, "Back there, was nothing more then mere coincidence? That you normally just mumble incoherent thoughts about the destruction of a Dark Lord and lapse into unconsciousness? Are you saying that you don't give a damn about any of this?" His voice had continually risen, and he raked a hand through his hair, blinked as he realized again that he was human, and collapsed back into the chair, looking totally spent.
She watched him, eyes wide. Thinking back, she relived, as best she could, the flashes of memories and incoherent thought that had been bashed into her brain earlier. Absently, she tugged her ear and then met Zel's eyes, which burned with perplexed intensity. Her hand moved away from the telephone and came to rest back in her lap.
Amelia watched her, "Lina?"
At the mention of her name, she closed her eyes and buried her head in her hands, "Shit. Holy, freaking, bloody, SHIT!"