"Hmm. Our little friend doesn't want to give up his bed."
He dissapears for a moment and arrives back with a small mass of soft fabric.
He carefully speaks to Nim, trying to coerce him/it/her off the dress.
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"naw, I mean seriously, you saw stuff I didn't, which is impressive enough in and of itself and moreover you seem to think fast, a valuable talent, and you didn't lose your head when everything was going to hell in a handbasket, I don't just make up stuff about people, well unless I'm looking to get laid,"
"I certainly hope so."
"Again, I am sorry. I'm just worried, though not for me. I've been in worst situations before. I'm worried that if I am guilty what that would do to my girlfriend Ginni. She's been really supportive of me so far, but this might be too much for her, even if it wasn't actually me."
"I've got time. What's wrong?"
Treisdan grows distant.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"I talked with someone who made me terrified just by looking at them. I can take it, if that's the reason."
marclell ears flatten, a little dejected.
"I talked with someone who made me terrified just by looking at them. I can take it, if that's the reason."
marclell ears flatten, a little dejected.
"..... no that isn't the reason. I just....don't feel like myself"
He shakes his head...
"My head still hurts, maybe I should retu"rn to the infirmary
"Ah, wish i could help with that..."
"Ah, wish i could help with that..."
"Yeah, sorry.... I'm sorry... excuse me..." treisdan groans and leaves.
"Alright then, see you later."
The wearer is busy, slipping notes onto the backs of peoples doors, the notes read
"Warning to all teachers students and staff,
There is a being wandering the school with the power and intent to make deals and do services for favors of dubious nature.
This being is called 'The Wearer of Masks' and its name is taboo, it.is possible that he can observe those that speak his name.
Be cautious,
Staff
"I certainly hope so."
Stepping toward the door he stops beside Settro. "You'll do fine and if you don't I'll protect you." He smirks at the his own comment. "Though I would rather protect the damsels in distress." He gives a small smile to Setro hoping that help reassure him.
Snatching a antiplague he holds it up to the light. Gazing at the liquid he asks. "What's in this? Looks like the out come of a night of only drinking." After making his comment he gives a sneer at the liquid. Then looks to Settro inquisitively.
"It makes you far more resistant to desease of any sort."
Lang tries to calm him down look, sometimes people believe what they want so strongly they will not listen to the truth no matter how many time they are told. for those times it is best that they are given the tools to realize the truth on thier own.
I told grim to find Zilla and try and get her to the SIM room where all of this started. and since you were heading there already we should go there. and if anything, you can show me what you mean by "work out" perhaps we can share some combat training techniques as a way to release some stress
along the way Lang explains everything that happened to lead Zilla to her misinterpretation of events.
Hew nods as Lang talks. "Wise words, but I know Zilla pretty well and as long as I'm not to badly hurt she will get over it pretty fast. What may take some time is hurt being able to trust others. She already wasn't really trust of anyone but Midori and Ignace. With this all that progress she made with trust is probably shot." He sighs knowing it going to be a long road to help her recover.
I was going to one of the other older training rooms but the sim rooms are fine too. If you wish to work out with that's fine. It wouldn't be a bad idea to share tips." He replies.
Hew nods as Langs tell the story. "Hmm well I'm not sure what she saw but you story sounds innocent enough. Once we are with Zilla I'll get her to let me see the memory of what she saw. Likely it was a case of bad timing and angle. Plus Zilla making a leap to something she already thinking about doing. She still thinks everyone thinks like her." Hew explains to Langs with a slight chuckle.
"Sure!"
it's soft, and a little squishy. If you squeeze it, it's much more resistant to movement then you would expect, and tarka grimaces.
He pokes it... then squeezes... then pulls gently
"Owowow! I can feel that you know!"
"Owowow! I can feel that you know!"
"You can? You have mushroom hair!" Sorun cries happily
"Hehe. Close enough."
she says, returning to her more cheery nature.
riviarti stands there, with nothing to really do.
"Hehe. Close enough."
she says, returning to her more cheery nature.
Poke poke
"That's so cool!"
"Thanks. You're a first. Anyway, didn't you have someone you were looking for? Perhaps you should keep looking for them. I'll come too, if you like. Or if you don't. You really don't have much of a choice in the matter now."
she stays ever cheery, then looks over at Sarah.
"Though, i hope i don't bother her..."
Walking along the halls, Gwenlyn gives a light wave as she barely recognizes Hew due to her sleepy state.
She eventually reaches the infirmary, finished up the remainder of her coffee drink from the lounge and steps inside to help out due to the reduced staff count.
Not wishing to interrupt Nala, she merely checks the current registry on patient status, going about her second shift after being away only a few hours from the night shift, her usual schedule.
In short order, she fell into her duties with practiced ease.
Walking along the halls, Gwenlyn gives a light wave as she barely recognizes Hew due to her sleepy state.
She eventually reaches the infirmary, finished up the remainder of her coffee drink from the lounge and steps inside to help out due to the reduced staff count.
Not wishing to interrupt Nala, she merely checks the current registry on patient status, going about her second shift after being away only a few hours from the night shift, her usual schedule.
In short order, she fell into her duties with practiced ease.
Treisdan, an occupant of the room earlier, comes through the door, his long white hair flowing behind him, a grimace on his face.
One leather gloved hand massaging his temple, the other clutching an applewood staff, a smooth sphere of emerald mounted on top
Glancing up from her preparations of some basic supplies, Gwenlyn looks Tresidan over and smiles, she does have the puffy and sleepy eyes going, yet a hint of alertness.
"Hello Mister Arcdarach. How are you? You do not, if my eyes don't deceive me, look rested and well. What seems to be the problem? Headache?"
She pauses in her preparations watching the possible patient for further signs of illness or injury.
Gwenlyn is dressed in standard nurse garb, which beyond being slightly form fitting, isn't a fashion statement for her.
Glancing up from her preparations of some basic supplies, Gwenlyn looks Tresidan over and smiles, she does have the puffy and sleepy eyes going, yet a hint of alertness.
"Hello Mister Arcdarach. How are you? You do not, if my eyes don't deceive me, look rested and well. What seems to be the problem? Headache?"
She pauses in her preparations watching the possible patient for further signs of illness or injury.
Gwenlyn is dressed in standard nurse garb, which beyond being slightly form fitting, isn't a fashion statement for her.
"You aren't well either... your eyes are puffy, the end of your pencil is chewed, your skirt is slightly rumpled, your... I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. I need to lay down...."
Treisdan slumps unhappily
"You aren't well either... your eyes are puffy, the end of your pencil is chewed, your skirt is slightly rumpled, your... I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that. I need to lay down...."
Treisdan slumps unhappily
Walking over and helping guide Treisdan over to one of the rooms, Gwenlyn is strong enough to support him, if he's weak and needs her help, saying, "Why don't we get you laying down, and I'll just check your vitals. Do you know what's going on? Tell me when this started?"
She'll proceed to administer the initial basic vital check and such, keeping her professionalism about her and ignoring his critique of her outfit and equipment.
Sara left them while they talked, looking for Midori, though she didn't really know why she was appointed to do so...
She had stopped long enough to get Ignace's lunch and had begun to gather her own food.
Lim-Môr whispers to Reviarti.
"If that's all that's going to be done, we can leave."
He quietly makes his way out of the sim room, unseen servant following them out.
Once they're outside, "I thought she was going to ask questions or something about what happened."
"Yeah."
she doesn't seem all the way there, thoughts off in the distance, given her one word answer.
Walking over and helping guide Treisdan over to one of the rooms, Gwenlyn is strong enough to support him, if he's weak and needs her help, saying, "Why don't we get you laying down, and I'll just check your vitals. Do you know what's going on? Tell me when this started?"She'll proceed to administer the initial basic vital check and such, keeping her professionalism about her and ignoring his critique of her outfit and equipment.
Treisdan lays down heavily
It started about half a day after I got here. I started having.... re... I started acting as I did before..."
"What's wrong? We just helped save that guy from bug things. They would've killed him. Over and over. Did I say something wrong again?"
He runs his hands over each other, wringing them.
"What's wrong? Well, it has nothing to do with you. When i first showed up, the school was recently under attack by who knows what. Then, some psycho tries to kill me for analyzing his mask while he was sleeping, all before i even applied to be a student. Maybe that was a one time thing. Next day, this mess is happening. Two days I've been here, and I'm already fearing for my life. I would have left at the fist thing, had there been anywhere left that could teach me magic, but as it is, this is the only place left i know of on the planet that can teach me more then i know."
Treisdan lays down heavily
It started about half a day after I got here. I started having.... re... I started acting as I did before..."
Standard monitoring equipment and such, given what's left after the infirmary was blown up, are employed, along with listening to the chest and lungs.
Just the basic examination process is what Gwenlyn's starting as she asks, "You'll need to give me as much detail as you can, Mister Achdarach. Do you feel this might be related to your particular practices-- have you come into the infirmary for these symptoms before? I'll need to refer to your files, obviously, to get caught up."
She does make some notes and such on her paperwork, recording the information while doing so.
Standard monitoring equipment and such, given what's left after the infirmary was blown up, are employed, along with listening to the chest and lungs.Just the basic examination process is what Gwenlyn's starting as she asks, "You'll need to give me as much detail as you can, Mister Achdarach. Do you feel this might be related to your particular practices-- have you come into the infirmary for these symptoms before? I'll need to refer to your files, obviously, to get caught up."
She does make some notes and such on her paperwork, recording the information while doing so.
"As much detail as possible..."he sneers, "okay, well Nala over there is uncomfortable, she also is connected to ice. Ace over there is partially a cause. The man in spectacles is about to give a patient a shot in the shoulder when its supposed to go in the lower back, but it doesn't matter. Your left eye is twitching indicating disbelief..." he hesitates... "acting like that."
Car. Closes up the air locks, then heads to the flight deck,
>>"Sun air control this is the hammershaft ready for take off"<<
He gets a clear >>"Cleared for take off hammershaft and have a safe flight.<<
"Tinman if ya say she will be fine it's a slow and steady flight down when your free please head up to the flight deck need you here."
>>Arthur we'll taking off, at get Nell some help see you round side <<
The Dwarf mining scout powers off the padding pad and out away from the dun, heading down to the ground.
"Thanks. You're a first. Anyway, didn't you have someone you were looking for? Perhaps you should keep looking for them. I'll come too, if you like. Or if you don't. You really don't have much of a choice in the matter now."
she stays ever cheery, then looks over at Sarah.
"Though, i hope i don't bother her..."
"Let's hurry up and catch up with her..."
tarka distorts and twists, and before you know it, she's standing near Sarah.
Rosy ton looks on as Miss Jones work, perceiving her no-nonsense style of work.
"I it's psionic in nature I have some skill in that area and a device that may help"
He offers.
"As much detail as possible..."he sneers, "okay, well Nala over there is uncomfortable, she also is connected to ice. Ace over there is partially a cause. The man in spectacles is about to give a patient a shot in the shoulder when its supposed to go in the lower back, but it doesn't matter. Your left eye is twitching indicating disbelief..." he hesitates... "acting like that."
"About yourself, the reason you are here? Surely it's not to come into this place of healing to describe things not related to yourself as a type of jest? Or is this an enchantment or curse you may be experiencing? Can you explain the reason for your visit?"
Seeing as he appears physically fine, Gwenlyn goes to get his charts and past history for reference.
Gwenlyn is treating Tresidan as if he has a reason to be in the infirmary, even if he hasn't explained to clearly to her yet.
"About yourself, the reason you are here? Surely it's not to come into this place of healing to describe things not related to yourself as a type of jest? Or is this an enchantment or curse you may be experiencing? Can you explain the reason for your visit?"Seeing as he appears physically fine, Gwenlyn goes to get his charts and past history for reference.
Gwenlyn is treating Tresidan as if he has a reason to be in the infirmary, even if he hasn't explained to clearly to her yet.
" I came here to gain control of myself. I have been having bursts where I am acting like I used to..."
"She will still need medical attention. Mr.Igni, are you capable of copiloting while I administer medical care?".
He hooks his liquid concoction up to a respiration mask and slips it over Melody's mouth.
"I cannot. I struggled just to send a message over the radio."
"Can you ensure that this mask stays on Ms.Waverider and alert me if her vital signs drop?"
"That i can do."
"This is usually a safe place. Today was just this guy having issues. You weren't in danger today. This is one of the safest places I know about, bar none. The wards are made to protect us and there a lot of strong people who do nothing butake sure we're protected. And I'm here for you. Any time you feel unsafe, just tell me. I want you to feel safe, even if it means that I'm not."
He takes her hand, looking her in the eyes... the top ones...
"Oh. Hello. Are you finished taking your line down?"
She doesn't seem afraid of Tarka, just not strictly comfortable. She was raised to know that the red mushrooms were the dangerous ones and this lizard decides to run around with one on its head...
"Well. That's nice of you. Though, if anything threatened this school, what could you do about it? Also, why are you so attached already? It's been less then a day. Were you really that alone before me?"
"Oh, i made the line with my mind-paint. Madness can take it down for me, right? ... Yeah. He can."
"We have some fairly powerful magic between us. They also have weapons they're good with."
He pauses for a moment.
"And yes... I was..."
Having a lack of affection from anywhere at all has lead the poor elf to desperately cling to the first sign of such....
"What is mind paint? I know what mind is. What is paint? And what does a mind do with a paint?"
Poor little Sara seems to be easily confused with all of your mainlander inventions...