With Kuro out of the way, the nurse paid no mind to the fact it would be just as easy to pull the shirt over her head as she took scissors and cut the shirt from Blake's body so she could get a better look at the wound. "Nope not infected yet!" She stated as she started to poke at it. "And not that deep. Good news! You don't need stitches." She announced as she took some clear liquid, a type of rubbing alcohol and poured it on to a cotton pad. She then started to dab it on the wound without the slightest warning that it would hurt. She hummed as she went to work on the wound, soon cleaning it and bandaging it with a rather large cotton pad and medical tape. "Now come back tomorrow so I can change that for you. And don't be too rough for a little while. It does have to heal still." She informed. She then turned to the door. "Kuro you can come back in now." She called not paying mind to the fact Blake still didn't have a shirt on and she outright cut up the shirt that she did have.
Well she supposed that she shouldn't have expected Choma to have all the answers. Still she had hoped that he would have been able to tell her if her brother would be there. Tinarah knew that Chrono had run off to train with a keyblade, who he was going to train with however remained a mystery. There was a slight glimmer of hope that he had found his way to this other keyblade master that Master Choma spoke of, but she didn't let herself face that hope too much. She already thought that she could leave home and be find to find him, and she barely made it more than a few places before she was attacked again. Chrono was much stronger than she was, he was a lot braver too, there was no doubt that he was alive. What Tinarah doubted was his ability to meet up with a keyblade master, and not only that, but the specific keyblade master that they were meeting with. She was sure there had to be some minor teachers of such arts. The more that she thought about it, the more she started to wonder what made her believe that she would have been able to find him in the first place. There was a clear look of nervousness as Tinarah took a step back, her grip readjusting on the violin case as Choma admitted that he didn't actually know for sure what they were up against. It was one thing for him to know and have confidence that they could do it. It was another to have blind confidence that she could possibly do something like this. It wasn't like he was asking them to go do a medial task. They were being asked to help stop a threat, protect people. How could she protect people when she couldn't even protect herself? What was out there, what was the true threat that they were expected to face? It was all seeming to become too much, the more that Choma spoke. Part of Tinarah tugged at her to turn around and run back to the room that Choma provided her with. When Choma stepped forward, Tinarah couldn't help but watch with interest before planning to run back to her room. The blue swirling portal of light looked interesting, she actually found it rather pretty. Tinarah watched as Choma gave one last instruction and stepped through. All the sudden a new sort of dread filled her. If she ran back to her room right now, she would be completely alone. There would be no one else in the castle. No one to train her, no one to protect her. She might have been safe inside her room, but how long before the silence drove her to madness? Despite the warning there was no keyblade in Tinarah's hand as she slowly approached the portal. Her fingers trembled as she lifted her hand to the portal. It hovered before the swirling portal before shakily placing her hand on the portal, no through the portal. Nothing bad seemed to happen to her hand, so she took a glance back at the other girls, clearly a little nervous about it before she found herself fully stepping through the portal and into the new world, behind Choma. Tinarah's eyes shifted to the ground as soon as she got to the other side, feeling paranoid and shy. When she went through the portal, she didn't think about the fact that other people were going to be on the other side. Instead of her earlier thought, wondering if her brother could possibly be there, Tinarah got too nervous and didn't look. She moved close to Choma, biting her lip and she watched the ground, her feet kicking at some pebbles. Her fingers flicked at a latch that was not actually done up due to the fact it was just an extra one for attaching things to the outside of the case. Looking up only slightly she could see the feet of a woman standing not too far from them. Knowing others were there instinctively Tinarah reached up and pulled her sleeves down, taking the time to tug each as far down as they would go, meanwhile letting Choma take the lead when it came to the talking.
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Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us-to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.
As the next day rolled around Dania dragged herself from bed, slightly dreading the day. While in some ways there should be a lot of anticipation in it for what they might accomplish, there was also a lot of fear for the idea that they might fail. If they failed here, if something went wrong, it could mean the end of the human race, or another fifty years drifting while their numbers slowly decreased. Dania didn't give a damn if she was remembered for her work as admiral. The previous one always dreamed of the idea that he would one day be remembered, celebrated when they found a new home. Dania could care less if she was forgotten in fifty years, all she wanted was for there to be a home for them to settle. A place for the human race to thrive once more. After that, it didn't matter to her. If she died to achieve this, then she didn't care either. Stepping from her chambers she barely bothered with breakfast, her stomach was doing enough flips that she was not convinced that she would be able to keep it down anyways. "Everyone report to stations at 0900 hours. Prepare for mission start." Dania announced over the communications system on her way towards her station. It was only about 7:30 but Damia couldn't rest anymore and needed to do something. If she could organize the crew to some extent then herself, it would help settle her, hopefully. "Garrett can you send over the final assignments for the landing crew and weapons crew?" Dania asked through a private line of communications as she got to the bridge and took a seat at the main navigational station, looking over the plans and the maps again, mulling over every option. She wanted to make sure everything was right. Nothing felt right, nothing felt proper, every part of her screamed that this was too big of a risk, but it was too late to back down now. It was one of those moments that she wished that her father was still around. He had always been good at giving her a hug and supporting her through difficult times, and now... now he was gone, she was on her own and supposed to be that support block for others. The full weight of the decision she had made was now baring down on her and she didn't know what to do.
The nurse used Kuro and Blake came into the room and the nurse ran to them ushering them into the room and instructing Kuro to put her down on the bed. "Oh dear, what happened? I knew that they shouldn't have been sending you out on missions already. I warned Stien of that. I warned him." The nurse said, fretting slightly as she started to run around the room, perhaps a little high on caffeine. "So much blood, there is so much blood. Must stop the blood." She said as she started to load supplies onto a cart. "Mister Kuro, I am going to ask you to leave now. You see I need to get the shirt out of the way to work, and well you know it is a woman thing. I am sure you understand." She started to shoo Kuro out instead of immediately taking on the injury like she likely should have.
I will be there a little late, can keep up in a text chat though.
Quasimodo seemed to have forgiven Esmeralda, and that was enough for Aislinn. That didn't, however excuse Ananta for getting after her for trying to protect the poor man from the person who stood by while he was pelted with fruit. That was a discussion to get into another time, for now it sounded like guards were coming. Aislinn was on her guard, but Quasimodo seemed to be ushering them out. Aislinn opened her mouth to protest, but as she did Quasi continued to speak, her exact thoughts. If there were too many guards then what could they do about it? She didn't want to hurt anyone either, "What about you?" Aislinn tried to ask, but time was running short. He lived here, he would be fine right? "We will be back when it is safe." Aislinn told him, but more for her own sake. She needed to return and make sure he was okay. For that moment she hurried behind Esmeralda scaling the side of the wall. Scaling was not her best ability, but she had to learn and fast if she wanted to stay safe. Her fingers dug into whatever cracks she could find as she slowly moved down the wall, keeping an ear open for what was going on above. When her feet hit the roof, she lingered at the bottom, ready to try and break Ananta, or Luna's falls if they weren't able to successfully scale the wall. Once all four of them were on the roofs, Aislinn took off running after Esmeralda.
Cerdic was still flailing a little bit when Daeni pointed out that he just did what he told her not to do. Cerdic did not pay mind to it until after she walked away, then he looked down at his hand. "Ack!" He startled himself with the realization of what he had done and let go of the keyblade, tossing it up slightly. He then found himself fumbling to catch it. It bounced between his arms several times before hitting the ground. "Oh no. Oh no no no, some dead guy is going to be pissed and he is going to come after me. It is okay I can fix this. Yeah no big deal I can fix this." Cerdic spoke to himself scooping the keyblade off the ground. He wasn't really paying attention as he slammed the keyblade back to the relitive area that he had picked it up from, only for it to bounce off of something hard. Looking down he noticed writing. "Sorry Agnitio" He said as he tried again sticking the keyblade into the ground and running away as it tilted slightly but stayed where he put it. "So that was nothing but another grave. So what did you guys discover?" Cerdic asked the others trying to pretend nothing just happened with him and his screw up.
The nerve. The nerve that this man had to actually hold her face like that, talk to her like that. Who did he think he was? She might not have worn a crown anymore, but she was still his princess, and when this was all over, his queen. It wasn't like she was the kind of person that didn't like being touched by someone of lesser status because she thought it was repulsive or had anything against them. Her problem lied with respect. It was an issue of people respecting to her, listening to her. If there was no respect then it would make things increasingly hard for them to operate in the orderly fashion that they would need to. Then there was the issue of Bat, who while he wasn't nearly as disrespectful, wouldn't shut up. With a sigh Aeradel began to speak once more. "Have you looked around, outside. Did you see the first two years, or the monthly raids. No matter your social status, it won't stop them from dragging you from your home and torturing you on the street if they even think you are practicing magic. Tell me that it was relevant to before the fall, I dare you." Aeradel replied as she took a step back from Yukyo, brushing off his touch. "But the current plan is to take down those demon towers, if my guess is right, it will release the magic, then build a larger army and take back the throne." She kept her explanation brief since he said he didn't have much of an attention span. "We spend the night here, and tomorrow we head to a trusted mountain tribe Hality, try to gain a little more help there before marching to the first demon tower. When I get my throne back I will reward you for the efforts." Aeradel explained. Finally turning back to the others she addressed the party as a whole. "I have secured this room for the night, rest here if you wish. If you chose to leave you are not permitted to speak of this to anyone. If you do I will ensure you pay for that mistake. I am not going in unprepared. Since the letter was only sent out to people I trusted, I assume that I can trust you as well. Rest up we will set out in the morning. Don't be afraid to approach me with any questions." With that Aeradel moved to help Rayen set up bed rolls on the floor for them. She smiled at her little sister as she sat on the floor beside her, talking quietly. Aeradel had felt bad ignoring her so far and wanted to show that she did indeed care. Meanwhile Andrus was being a pest like usual, untying her shoes or moving something out of place just to bother her. It made Aeradel happy to see it though, he was in good spirits then. OOC: I will give a week to post and then I am going to time skip to the mountain camp
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The way that Choma questioned her, the way he looked her up and down, immediately made Tinarah take a stop back. She knew that there was no ill intent behind it, but it still made her squirm slightly. She was already nervous enough to leave, she didn't need anyone else seeming worried about it too, it only made her fears worse. "Y-yes. I'm ready." She tired to confirm again, sounding no more confident than the first time she said it. Her grip in her violin case tightened as she could feel the sleeves of her dress raise a little. Without even looking she knew it was enough to reveal the relatively fresh scars that marred her wrists. Scars from the attack that Choma had saved her from. She hated the sight of them, that was why she had opted to wear long sleeves most of the time, but still, that didn't always do the job. Her hands were trembling enough however she didn't realize how tightly she was gripping her case, tight enough that she couldn't be bothered to let go enough to pull her sleeves back down. Before anything else could be said between the two, a rather loud girl entered the room. Tinarah knew her to some extent. She had been around long enough to know the other students, but unless forced to socialize, Tinarah tended to keep to herself. It wasn't that she thought the others were bad people or anything, Tinarah just felt safer within the confines of her room when she didn't have to be away from it, meaning most of her time was spent there and not getting to know the other students. Shortly after Aria entered, Mika did to, of course cat in tow. It seemed much like herself with her violin, Mika found comfort in taking her cat everywhere with her. She also apologized for being late, but Tinarah was pretty sure she had simply arrived early. Both the girls had entered from the other side of the room, an external exit from wherever they had been, meanwhile Tinarah stood away from them, near the entrance that lead from some of the living quarters. She made no effort to close the distance between them, instead only moving slightly out of the way of the doorway that she still remained in and watched from a bit of a distance. She had some issues with people getting too close to her still, so she chose to not be right beside people if she could help it. She remained close enough however to hear what everyone was saying, even if she separated herself from them. Years, years of training for this sort of mission, and after less than a month she was expected to go on it? How could she? His advice was to stay close to each other, but she had never really been close with anyone, well except her brother whom she was doing this for. Chrono... Chrono was strong. Chrono would do this, so she would too. She had to do this. She couldn't go back home now. Her father would be so mad and she wouldn't have proven anything to herself or her brother. She had to at least try, she had come too far to turn around now. Beside other people might be getting hurt, like she had, this could be her chance to help them like Choma helped her, like Chrono had helped her. She listened to the rest of what Choma had to say, but the one thing that caught her attention was the fact that they were to work with another master and their students. Perhaps if they were going to meet another master and students, she would see her brother again. There were mixed feelings on this sentiment though. As much as Tinarah wanted to meet up with her brother, wanted to see him again and how him what she was learning. She also knew that he wouldn't be happy that she tried to follow him. Perhaps he wouldn't even be there. Before she could get her hopes up too much she finally spoke up again, however quietly. "Excuse me, Master Choma? Do you know who the other Masters students are?" She asked somewhat shy to speak up at all.
Masquerade Congratulations Mission Complete. You may return to the school and hang out with other students or go out on another mission now.
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