wall of textOn her way to the cafeteria walks a somewhat familiar firebird snacking on a platter much too large for a single person.... wasn't that the platter he brought to her?
He doesn't seem to have noticed her quite yet.
Asha panics and quickly backs into a corner, doing a sort of ninja-style climb up the wall and wedging herself against the ceiling. She was so not prepared to deal with this guy again. Not just yet. Talking to Fei had helped, but still...
Ace, being rather perceptive especially with regards to anything resembling shape-changing asks "You're eyes just shifted color, from a blue to a bright purple. Is that normal?"Jessa sighs and nods, "Yeah, lately it is. It usually means that She is awake and paying attention. It means I have to be careful." She giggles softly to herself, then looks up at Ace and Ginni, "She used to think I was a dream she kept having until Miss Nala made it so I could talk to her."
"You know," Ginni said calmly, continuing to eat her breakfast, "you could really use some kind of signal, I mean besides the eye color, to make sure people know who they're talking to. Also, names. Calling both of you Jessa is understandably problematic. I bet someone can make a magical name tag for you that changes depending on which of you is driving the body at that particular moment."
"daaaang, it's like an entire planet of me......"
Lang listens then has a smile of a great idea. Well I don't have any talent for it either, well at least not yet. maybe we can learn it together. he suggests, with a bit of excitement to have someone to learn with."Well, I can't help you with that one. I am one of the strange firebirds that have no talent for it at all. The black shame and disappointment of it, at least as far as my parents were concerned." Cindra's voice holds none of the bitterness once might expect. In fact, she seems fairly amused by it.Lang had been enjoying his vegetarian breakfast while Cindra was getting her food. He was about to try and find something to talk to Phaedra about, when Cindra asked about Sun.
Well...he kinda teaches me about....ahh...Life I guess.
you see I was raised in a remote monastery, not much contact with others. except for the elder masters, they would meet regularly with the other bending communities. You see we are all air benders.
after a pause, well actually I am an air and water bender, but I will also learn fire like a firebird.
"At least you have a power, Cindra," Phaedra said with a grimace. "It may not be one they like, but it's something. The wait and see, you'll have your powers soon pep talk gets sadder every year. It's mostly just pitying looks now." She pulled her salamander off of her plate before it attacked the food Cindra gave her too. "Solus would be more help with learning fire bending that Cindra would. He's pretty good at it. He's Cindra's older brother."
"I suppose I will.""Alright. Well, just be careful.""I'm not. It's pure theory, right now.""Right, but who ever does. How are you testing this?"
"I don't intend to share the idea around. Hence why I told Lucas a much more vauge "studying firebending". I seek to perfect my art, but I'm not so blind that I'm going to foolishly offer up power to everyone who may come seeking."
He sighs
"If that's the best assurance I can get, then I'll take it. Let me know the next time you head out to go visit mom and dad, and I'll tag along.I'm going to go have a probably awkward conversation with a gal...wish me luck!"
Mithros picks up his tray, and heads over to Jessa's table.
"Uh, is it ok if i sit here?" he asks those at the table, but primarily Jessa.
"Yes, I know all of my stories are boring and you've heard them all before," Raelle said, exasperated. "Maybe if you ask him nicely, Ardiente can tell you a story. After he's had some breakfast." She smiled up at Ardiente. "Hey. There's pancakes on the counter. None of us were very hungry this morning. Please help yourself."
"Yes, I know all of my stories are boring and you've heard them all before," Raelle said, exasperated. "Maybe if you ask him nicely, Ardiente can tell you a story. After he's had some breakfast." She smiled up at Ardiente. "Hey. There's pancakes on the counter. None of us were very hungry this morning. Please help yourself."
Chara looked up with big, tearful eyes. "And then will you tell me a story? Please?" she asked pathetically.
"I suppose I will.""Alright. Well, just be careful.""I'm not. It's pure theory, right now.""Right, but who ever does. How are you testing this?"
"I don't intend to share the idea around. Hence why I told Lucas a much more vauge "studying firebending". I seek to perfect my art, but I'm not so blind that I'm going to foolishly offer up power to everyone who may come seeking."He sighs
"If that's the best assurance I can get, then I'll take it. Let me know the next time you head out to go visit mom and dad, and I'll tag along.
I'm going to go have a probably awkward conversation with a gal...wish me luck!"
Mithros picks up his tray, and heads over to Jessa's table.
"Uh, is it ok if i sit here?" he asks those at the table, but primarily Jessa.
"Well, I'm fine with it. Not sure about Jessa and Jessa. See what I mean? We totally need to work on the names. It's awkward."
Andromeda quickly changed her clothes, opting for her cargo pants of magical pockets, a pink crop top, and a jeans jacket that used to belong to Jiminy. Also with magical pockets. These ones big enough to fit her Casters. She unpinned her bun, letting her hair settle into its usual messy ponytail. A glance in the mirror and she sighed. It wasn't like she'd intended to dress so boyish. it just sort of seemed to happen. It was either tutus or this. No in between. Definitely time for some shopping. She tucked a small bag of gems into one of her many pockets and headed back to the hallway outside the cafeteria looking for Jasper. She felt kind of excited about actually breaking the rules to go and have some fun.
Ardiente smiles to Fieri as she leaves "Thank you, and yea, I'll see what I can do to help out. Good luck, I get the feeling you might need it" With that, he goes inside, and greets Rae and Chara "Hey yourself, you're looking rather well. Hi Chara, of course I'll tell you a story. In fact, why don't you join me in the kitchen while I eat"
He proceeds to tell her an epic story of brave knights, pretty princesses, scary monsters and a happy ending. He does his best to sprinkle some age appropriate, goofy humor, trying to get Chara to laugh.
Silinrul wanders over to the cafeteria, and notices a young girl hiding in the corner of the ceiling, and young man with a large plate of food near. "Excuse miss, is this guy bothering you?"
"I'm not sure if this is a sign that he's finishing his transformation or it's just another stage. But I'll be sure to keep you informed when we have any new information. You can call me if there's any kind of problem. Until Phaeze is back I'm running this show all on my own," she added with a slight grimace.
"Now in all fairness, Miss Zamarosok," a jovial voice calls out from behind her, "you really need to trust in your staff's ability long enough to check your messages regarding that. But I'm just as guilty of doing the same thing, so no judgments." :D
"I'm not sure if this is a sign that he's finishing his transformation or it's just another stage. But I'll be sure to keep you informed when we have any new information. You can call me if there's any kind of problem. Until Phaeze is back I'm running this show all on my own," she added with a slight grimace.
Lang listens then has a smile of a great idea. Well I don't have any talent for it either, well at least not yet. maybe we can learn it together. he suggests, with a bit of excitement to have someone to learn with.
Cindra shakes her head sadly, "As much as I would love to suddenly develop a knack for it, my family has, um, quite thoroughly tried to develop the skill in me. I am one of the minority of firebirds that have talents that lie in other directions."
She puts her palms together and, drawing them apart, is suddenly holding a delicate glass orb that grows as she draws it larger. At about 4" in diameter, it suddenly fills with a bright, pure light. Cindra jumps in surprise, dropping the orb which shatters on the edge of the table. The entire tabletop is infused with the light, and the broken bits of glass begin to evaporate. Cindra's voice is shaken and confused, "Well. It has never done that before."
"At least you have a power, Cindra," Phaedra said with a grimace. "It may not be one they like, but it's something. The wait and see, you'll have your powers soon pep talk gets sadder every year. It's mostly just pitying looks now." She pulled her salamander off of her plate before it attacked the food Cindra gave her too. "Solus would be more help with learning fire bending that Cindra would. He's pretty good at it. He's Cindra's older brother."
Cindra looks at Phaedra with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Phaedra, I really wasn't thinking." She looks up to Lang, "But she is right, my brother would be much better at helping with the firebending thing, if you can convince him to help you."
"You know," Ginni said calmly, continuing to eat her breakfast, "you could really use some kind of signal, I mean besides the eye color, to make sure people know who they're talking to. Also, names. Calling both of you Jessa is understandably problematic. I bet someone can make a magical name tag for you that changes depending on which of you is driving the body at that particular moment."
Jessa giggles a little, "Oh, trust me, you will know if She is driving. If she isn't trying to kill you and being teleported to detention, she will probably be pretty hostile and condescending; she hates all of this."
Mithros picks up his tray, and heads over to Jessa's table.
"Uh, is it ok if i sit here?" he asks those at the table, but primarily Jessa.
"Well, I'm fine with it. Not sure about Jessa and Jessa. See what I mean? We totally need to work on the names. It's awkward."
Not noticing Mithros' approach, Jessa starts and nearly chokes on her last bite, which just discomfits her even more and she turns bright red and hides her face in her hands as she tries to stop coughing. But she nods and waves at the chair with one hand, turning slightly away from the table to get her coughing and reaction under control.
No cat has ever ignored their momentary lack of grace and dignity as well as Jessa does when she straightens her hair and turns back to the table. She smiles politely at Mithros, "Good morning, Mithros, how are you today?" Then turns to Ace and Ginni, "Ace, Ginni, this is Mithros. Mithros, Ace and Ginni." she then takes a small sip of water and looks back to Mithros as if nothing was ever amiss.
No cat has ever ignored their momentary lack of grace and dignity as well as Jessa does when she straightens her hair and turns back to the table.
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No cat has ever ignored their momentary lack of grace and dignity as well as Jessa does when she straightens her hair and turns back to the table.
Silinrul wanders over to the cafeteria, and notices a young girl hiding in the corner of the ceiling, and young man with a large plate of food near. "Excuse miss, is this guy bothering you?"
Ardiente smiles to Fieri as she leaves "Thank you, and yea, I'll see what I can do to help out. Good luck, I get the feeling you might need it" With that, he goes inside, and greets Rae and Chara "Hey yourself, you're looking rather well. Hi Chara, of course I'll tell you a story. In fact, why don't you join me in the kitchen while I eat"
He proceeds to tell her an epic story of brave knights, pretty princesses, scary monsters and a happy ending. He does his best to sprinkle some age appropriate, goofy humor, trying to get Chara to laugh.
He knows that he's got her attention when she starts suggesting changes to the story, making it more and more ridiculous as it goes. (In Chara's version the pirates need to be rescued from the princess and her knights with help from the scary monsters.)
He knows that he's got her attention when she starts suggesting changes to the story, making it more and more ridiculous as it goes. (In Chara's version the pirates need to be rescued from the princess and her knights with help from the scary monsters.)Ardiente smiles to Fieri as she leaves "Thank you, and yea, I'll see what I can do to help out. Good luck, I get the feeling you might need it" With that, he goes inside, and greets Rae and Chara "Hey yourself, you're looking rather well. Hi Chara, of course I'll tell you a story. In fact, why don't you join me in the kitchen while I eat"
He proceeds to tell her an epic story of brave knights, pretty princesses, scary monsters and a happy ending. He does his best to sprinkle some age appropriate, goofy humor, trying to get Chara to laugh.
Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.
Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.
"It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.
"It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.
Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.
"Hmm. Well, it looks pretty. You're really talented. But you don't have to just work all the time." She paused as Ignace glared at her. "I'm not suggesting you have to stop," she said, putting up her hands to ward off the angry tirade that was threatening. "But maybe you might like me to ask one of your friends to come and spend time with you? I know there's a lot going on, but it's easier with friends. That's all I'm saying."
"Hmm. Well, it looks pretty. You're really talented. But you don't have to just work all the time." She paused as Ignace glared at her. "I'm not suggesting you have to stop," she said, putting up her hands to ward off the angry tirade that was threatening. "But maybe you might like me to ask one of your friends to come and spend time with you? I know there's a lot going on, but it's easier with friends. That's all I'm saying.""It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.
Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.
"How can you be so calm?" Igance snapped. "You almost....you almost..."
"How can you be so calm?" Igance snapped. "You almost....you almost...""Hmm. Well, it looks pretty. You're really talented. But you don't have to just work all the time." She paused as Ignace glared at her. "I'm not suggesting you have to stop," she said, putting up her hands to ward off the angry tirade that was threatening. "But maybe you might like me to ask one of your friends to come and spend time with you? I know there's a lot going on, but it's easier with friends. That's all I'm saying.""It's the front panel of a new dress," Ignace said stiffly.
Meanwhile, Raelle sits down on the sofa next to Ignace.
"Whatcha making?" she asks, trying to draw her sister out a little.
"Except I wasn't, so I'm still here to annoy you like a good sister, and it's okay to be upset, Ignace," she said hugging her sister. "It's okay to cry. You can even have a full blown tantrum if you need. You can't hurt anybody here. You don't have to keep all your emotions locked up all the time."
The only response was a muffled sob, and Raelle sagged with relief. She had been afraid this was going to be like before, and just when Ignace had started acting like a real person again.
"I'm not sure if this is a sign that he's finishing his transformation or it's just another stage. But I'll be sure to keep you informed when we have any new information. You can call me if there's any kind of problem. Until Phaeze is back I'm running this show all on my own," she added with a slight grimace."Now in all fairness, Miss Zamarosok," a jovial voice calls out from behind her, "you really need to trust in your staff's ability long enough to check your messages regarding that. But I'm just as guilty of doing the same thing, so no judgments." :D
Nala turns around, curious to see who was talking. "Who are you? And please tell me that means that you're here to help with the infirmary. Because contrary to popular belief, I do actually need to sleep sometimes," she said with an eye roll.
Silinrul wanders over to the cafeteria, and notices a young girl hiding in the corner of the ceiling, and young man with a large plate of food near. "Excuse miss, is this guy bothering you?"
"Silinrul!" She literally drops down right on him, giving him a big hug. "I haven't seen you in days! I thought you'd left too! I've been trying to make friends, but it seems like they leave almost as soon as I do. It's very discouraging."
"Umm...he's not bothering me exactly," she added, addressing his earlier question. "I was just trying to avoid him."
"At least you have a power, Cindra," Phaedra said with a grimace. "It may not be one they like, but it's something. The wait and see, you'll have your powers soon pep talk gets sadder every year. It's mostly just pitying looks now." She pulled her salamander off of her plate before it attacked the food Cindra gave her too. "Solus would be more help with learning fire bending that Cindra would. He's pretty good at it. He's Cindra's older brother."Cindra looks at Phaedra with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, Phaedra, I really wasn't thinking." She looks up to Lang, "But she is right, my brother would be much better at helping with the firebending thing, if you can convince him to help you."
"Don't worry about it," Phaedra said, airily. "It's not your fault. And it looks like your bubbles are getting more interesting. That's pretty good, Cindra. I bet they'll end up being sorry they ever made fun of them." She was trying really, really hard not to be jealous, while at the same time she basically idolized her older cousin and resented anyone who ever criticized her.
"You know," Ginni said calmly, continuing to eat her breakfast, "you could really use some kind of signal, I mean besides the eye color, to make sure people know who they're talking to. Also, names. Calling both of you Jessa is understandably problematic. I bet someone can make a magical name tag for you that changes depending on which of you is driving the body at that particular moment."Jessa giggles a little, "Oh, trust me, you will know if She is driving. If she isn't trying to kill you and being teleported to detention, she will probably be pretty hostile and condescending; she hates all of this."
Mithros picks up his tray, and heads over to Jessa's table.
"Uh, is it ok if i sit here?" he asks those at the table, but primarily Jessa."Well, I'm fine with it. Not sure about Jessa and Jessa. See what I mean? We totally need to work on the names. It's awkward."Not noticing Mithros' approach, Jessa starts and nearly chokes on her last bite, which just discomfits her even more and she turns bright red and hides her face in her hands as she tries to stop coughing. But she nods and waves at the chair with one hand, turning slightly away from the table to get her coughing and reaction under control.
No cat has ever ignored their momentary lack of grace and dignity as well as Jessa does when she straightens her hair and turns back to the table. She smiles politely at Mithros, "Good morning, Mithros, how are you today?" Then turns to Ace and Ginni, "Ace, Ginni, this is Mithros. Mithros, Ace and Ginni." she then takes a small sip of water and looks back to Mithros as if nothing was ever amiss.
"We've met," Ginni said dryly. "And since Raelle says that we can all leave the nastiness behind, I'm going to take her at her word," she said with a look that added but I'm watching you, so don't screw this up.
Nala turns around, curious to see who was talking. "Who are you? And please tell me that means that you're here to help with the infirmary. Because contrary to popular belief, I do actually need to sleep sometimes," she said with an eye roll.
"Doctor Mordecai Zeppler, at your service madam," the voice says with only a slightly-flourished bow as her gaze finally finds the unflappable halfling below her normal eye level. "And my team has actually been here for several hours already helping out. I understand that the containment field upgrades they installed while you were catching a catnap are helping out nicely with your planar patient," he continues with a conspiratorial wink as he stands back up and nods towards Phaezeriel's room.
"Now that I've had the pleasure of meeting you in person, it looks to me that you have a clear case of Workaholic Syndrome - late Stage 3 by my calculations. I'm part of a group that meets on alternating Thursdays to deal with our common problem (gods know I have my moments) - I can get you an invite if you'd like. The strudel is to die for." ;)
"Seriously though - you need to recuse yourself from duty for a couple of days and just sleep - you're riding the line and you don't need to be. If you'd prefer a familiar face, you could always call in that guy, Fei, who doesn't need to sleep - he's the one who actually reached out to me to send in the cavalry, so to speak."
"So...any other questions for me before you go on medical leave for the weekend?" :D
Not noticing Mithros' approach, Jessa starts and nearly chokes on her last bite, which just discomfits her even more and she turns bright red and hides her face in her hands as she tries to stop coughing. But she nods and waves at the chair with one hand, turning slightly away from the table to get her coughing and reaction under control.
No cat has ever ignored their momentary lack of grace and dignity as well as Jessa does when she straightens her hair and turns back to the table. She smiles politely at Mithros, "Good morning, Mithros, how are you today?" Then turns to Ace and Ginni, "Ace, Ginni, this is Mithros. Mithros, Ace and Ginni." she then takes a small sip of water and looks back to Mithros as if nothing was ever amiss.
"Are you ok?" he asks
At the mention of Ginny, he takes a second look at the now full-on succubus at the table."Ginny? Wow, you look badass!" he says before taking a seat, with a nod in Ace's direction.
"Yeah, I know. 'Mithros the jerk'. I'll be living that one down for a while, I suppose." he look at Jessa, again smiling a bit.
"A friend of Ginny's and I have the worst past, and it's one hundred percent my fault. I treated her...well I guess you could say I did my best to remind her that she was an outcast, and teased her mercilessly. A lot of crap has gone on that kind of wakes you up to how petty and stupid that kind of behavior is, especially when you're supposed to be among the ones your people look to for guidance..."
He grimaces a bit...and looks sheepishly at Jessa.
"Probably not the best way to open a conversation with a gal, is it?"
"Are you ok?" he asks
At the mention of Ginny, he takes a second look at the now full-on succubus at the table.
"Ginny? Wow, you look badass!" he says before taking a seat, with a nod in Ace's direction.
"Yeah, I know. 'Mithros the jerk'. I'll be living that one down for a while, I suppose." he look at Jessa, again smiling a bit.
"A friend of Ginny's and I have the worst past, and it's one hundred percent my fault. I treated her...well I guess you could say I did my best to remind her that she was an outcast, and teased her mercilessly. A lot of crap has gone on that kind of wakes you up to how petty and stupid that kind of behavior is, especially when you're supposed to be among the ones your people look to for guidance..."
He grimaces a bit...and looks sheepishly at Jessa.
"Probably not the best way to open a conversation with a gal, is it?"
Jessa smiles at Mithros, her eyes fading from purple to blue, "Of course I am okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
She looks between Ace and Ginni and Mithros, listening, "I think it is not a terrible thing to admit one's mistakes. Perhaps it shows that you can do so and perhaps learn from them."
Nala turns around, curious to see who was talking. "Who are you? And please tell me that means that you're here to help with the infirmary. Because contrary to popular belief, I do actually need to sleep sometimes," she said with an eye roll."Doctor Mordecai Zeppler, at your service madam," the voice says with only a slightly-flourished bow as her gaze finally finds the unflappable halfling below her normal eye level. "And my team has actually been here for several hours already helping out. I understand that the containment field upgrades they installed while you were catching a catnap are helping out nicely with your planar patient," he continues with a conspiratorial wink as he stands back up and nods towards Phaezeriel's room.
"Now that I've had the pleasure of meeting you in person, it looks to me that you have a clear case of Workaholic Syndrome - late Stage 3 by my calculations. I'm part of a group that meets on alternating Thursdays to deal with our common problem (gods know I have my moments) - I can get you an invite if you'd like. The strudel is to die for." ;)
"Seriously though - you need to recuse yourself from duty for a couple of days and just sleep - you're riding the line and you don't need to be. If you'd prefer a familiar face, you could always call in that guy, Fei, who doesn't need to sleep - he's the one who actually reached out to me to send in the cavalry, so to speak."
"So...any other questions for me before you go on medical leave for the weekend?" :D
"I am very happy to meet you. Before we lost so much of our staff during the attacks, I was in charge of pediatrics, strictly ages 12 and under, with occasional consults in the main area for certain difficult cases. I was not expecting to end up as senior management. But we had to keep the place running, and I do have the background for it, in an awful sort of way. Phaezeriel is much better at it though. He has the temperament for dealing with people. So it's definitely been a blow having him out of commission even for a short time. You and your team are definitely a welcome addition, of however long you can stay. Thank you."
"And the next things I'm going to say are pretty much going to confirm your opinion that I'm working myself to death," she said with a shrug, "but nevertheless, there are a couple of patients that if they come in for any reason, you need to call me no matter what. The more important in terms of potential disasters of the two is Jessa Mar'Neill. She's the victim of some nasty experimentation, and I've been working with her to get things under control. She has a secondary personality that can turn her into a sort of living biological weapon. Well, it could. I think that we're past that part of things, but since all of her treatments are experimental, I'd rather not play games with any of it. That's why you need to call me if she comes in. So I can make sure there are no gaps in the records and none of her treatments contradict what's already been done. The second patient you might be able to deal with without me if you had to, but Dara Jhiwoon has serious trust issues. He's seven and he tends to turtle inside whatever metal he can find, which makes it very hard to do an exam. I've earned his trust over time, so if he comes in and you can't coax him out, call me. Oh, and if Adon Derro comes in again, call Miss Jones, not me. He has something inside his head that is in direct opposition to my nature as a winter fey. It took them four hours to de-ice the exam room after his last appointment. Sorry I don't have all of that in the system yet. There hasn't really been time to update the paperwork.""Oh, and watch out for Cheryl. She's a good nurse, but she's a hugger."
Ardiente laughs at all of Chara's outrageous suggestions, but adds them in without question. "You have a wonderful imagination little lady! You could be quite the storyteller one day" He says with a big grin.
"Are you ok?" he asks
At the mention of Ginny, he takes a second look at the now full-on succubus at the table.
"Ginny? Wow, you look badass!" he says before taking a seat, with a nod in Ace's direction.
"Yeah, I know. 'Mithros the jerk'. I'll be living that one down for a while, I suppose." he look at Jessa, again smiling a bit.
"A friend of Ginny's and I have the worst past, and it's one hundred percent my fault. I treated her...well I guess you could say I did my best to remind her that she was an outcast, and teased her mercilessly. A lot of crap has gone on that kind of wakes you up to how petty and stupid that kind of behavior is, especially when you're supposed to be among the ones your people look to for guidance..."
He grimaces a bit...and looks sheepishly at Jessa.
"Probably not the best way to open a conversation with a gal, is it?"Jessa smiles at Mithros, her eyes fading from purple to blue, "Of course I am okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
She looks between Ace and Ginni and Mithros, listening, "I think it is not a terrible thing to admit one's mistakes. Perhaps it shows that you can do so and perhaps learn from them."
Has a look of relief on his face. "I'm glad you feel that way."
"So Ginny said your name twice...was that in reference to the other...you? You on good terms with her now?"
"Hiya Mithros, yes, my girlfriend is a badass, and yes, I too have heard the stories of 'Mithros, the super duper Jerkasaurs.' However, if Rae is willing to forgive you, that's good enough for me, assuming it's also good enough for Ginni"
::"Should we be worried about Jessa? You're kinda an expert here, so whatever you say goes"::
"Yeah, thanks for the compliment. I'm still getting used to the new form myself," she said with a smile. "And I'm all for new starts and second chances and learning from past mistakes."
"And the names was because her eyes keep changing color. That seems to be the sign of the personality switch, and I was trying to be respectful of the fact that there are two of her present. No sense antagonizing either side by not acknowledging their existence."
::"Alright, so we'll be cautious, but not crazy paranoid. Good to know, considering"::
Silinrul fakes being crushed "Ooof! Easy there Asha, I'm delicate" He jokes, chuckling as he hugs her back. "I don't really have any place else to go, thanks to my fancy bug wings. Which, you're squishing. Plus, my sister is here, and we just reunited. Also, I met and became friends with this waterbender Morrivan last night, and she wants to create some sort of sports club, and I promised to help her." This is the most Asha has ever heard Sil speak at once, but he clearly had a lot to say.
He glances towards Lucas "He seems nice enough, but I've learned not to judge a book by it's cover. Why are you trying to avoid him?"
"Heh, Jerkasaurs. My legend grows!" he says with a laugh.
"Thanks, Ginni. After we rescued Rae from her grandparents yesterday, I'd say she could use all the support she can get. There's going to be some kind of trial, but I hope her father throws the book at them."
He turns to Jessa "Some of the elders of my people saw other firebirds as their things to manipulate as they see fit, and bound them into mindless servitude with an arcane ritual to have a force of unquestioning soldiers. They almost did the same thing to their own granddaughter. We have a long way to go, it seems, letting go of the past. I hope we can step up and be part of Agartha's solution to the Empire as a people united, rather than trying to hold on to past 'glory'."
"I wouldn't say 'on good terms with'. We have an understanding, and she only tries to take over sometimes, now. But she tries a lot when I am trying to sleep, and I spend a lot of the nights getting teleported to the detention room. Its very tiring." She smiles a little apologetically to Ginni, "Sorry if I gave the wrong impression, the violet eyes are hers, but they show up before she tries to take over. It just means she is paying attention to what it going on around us. The change if she takes the wheel, as it were, is rather obvious."
She expression turns serious and she looks around at the three of them intently for a few moments as the violet swirls back out of her eyes leaving them a brilliant blue. After a short silence, her voice is serious, "Thank you. All of you. Thank you for not treating me like a pariah. I may be under treatment and my condition may be controlled for now, but if she... Anyway, thank you."
"Heh, Jerkasaurs. My legend grows!" he says with a laugh.
"Thanks, Ginni. After we rescued Rae from her grandparents yesterday, I'd say she could use all the support she can get. There's going to be some kind of trial, but I hope her father throws the book at them."
He turns to Jessa "Some of the elders of my people saw other firebirds as their things to manipulate as they see fit, and bound them into mindless servitude with an arcane ritual to have a force of unquestioning soldiers. They almost did the same thing to their own granddaughter. We have a long way to go, it seems, letting go of the past. I hope we can step up and be part of Agartha's solution to the Empire as a people united, rather than trying to hold on to past 'glory'."
Jessa laughs softly, "Heh .. Jerkasaurus. Better watch out, Mithros, that might become your nickname..."
Her face drops again as she learns of the dysfunction in the firebird community, "That is how the Empire views every living thing. They turned me into a living weapon after years of experimentation. I am learning some control over it, but there are aspects to it that I will never be able to control. Are the other firebirds, the victims, are they okay?"
"I wouldn't say 'on good terms with'. We have an understanding, and she only tries to take over sometimes, now. But she tries a lot when I am trying to sleep, and I spend a lot of the nights getting teleported to the detention room. Its very tiring." She smiles a little apologetically to Ginni, "Sorry if I gave the wrong impression, the violet eyes are hers, but they show up before she tries to take over. It just means she is paying attention to what it going on around us. The change if she takes the wheel, as it were, is rather obvious."
She expression turns serious and she looks around at the three of them intently for a few moments as the violet swirls back out of her eyes leaving them a brilliant blue. After a short silence, her voice is serious, "Thank you. All of you. Thank you for not treating me like a pariah. I may be under treatment and my condition may be controlled for now, but if she... Anyway, thank you."
"Oh, that's great. I hope both of 'you' get through this, and I'm willing to do whatever I can to help."
Jessa laughs softly, "Heh .. Jerkasaurus. Better watch out, Mithros, that might become your nickname..."
Her face drops again as she learns of the dysfunction in the firebird community, "That is how the Empire views every living thing. They turned me into a living weapon after years of experimentation. I am learning some control over it, but there are aspects to it that I will never be able to control. Are the other firebirds, the victims, are they okay?"...
"Yeah, that's how it goes with nicknames around here, but you can call me whatever you like, Jessa."
His face saddens a bit and a touch of frustration enters his voice.
"Sadly, no. We haven't found a 100% effective way to reverse the enchantment, and a lot of these soldiers mindlessly fought to the death. I am hopeful though. This place has some of the most gifted and talented magical minds on the planet, so I'm sure we'll figure it out eventually."
"I am very happy to meet you. Before we lost so much of our staff during the attacks, I was in charge of pediatrics, strictly ages 12 and under, with occasional consults in the main area for certain difficult cases. I was not expecting to end up as senior management. But we had to keep the place running, and I do have the background for it, in an awful sort of way. Phaezeriel is much better at it though. He has the temperament for dealing with people. So it's definitely been a blow having him out of commission even for a short time. You and your team are definitely a welcome addition, of however long you can stay. Thank you."
"Don't sell yourself short - you've done a helluva job keeping things running here, and that is no small feat. Props for that," Zeppler says with all sincerity, clearly impressed with her work.
"Anywhoo...I'll only be groundside for a little while myself, but these guys should be here with you for the foreseeable future. I've also got a team that's taken over the clinic in Kuros (which is where I should be for most of my 'vacay' here), so nobody has to spread themselves out too thin anymore the next time the crap hits the fan. I've already verified that we've got hardened, encrypted communications working between the two sites, so if you need anything we're just a click away." :)
"And the next things I'm going to say are pretty much going to confirm your opinion that I'm working myself to death," she said with a shrug, "but nevertheless, there are a couple of patients that if they come in for any reason, you need to call me no matter what..."
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"Sorry I don't have all of that in the system yet. There hasn't really been time to update the paperwork."
"And that's why I'm going to hang out here for the weekend while you don't work," the good doctor says with a chuckle as his datapad starts converting her speech into patient file addenda. "I'll let you know if we have any of those folks come through."
"Oh, and watch out for Cheryl. She's a good nurse, but she's a hugger."
"Heh, duly noted," the good doctor says with a rakish grin.
"Anything else?"