After A Hard Days Work

(OOC: Posting order:

Naraca
Kihia
Quincy
Kariline
Talen)

It would be a lie to say he wasn't worried about the condition of his teammates. Naraca sat in the drivers seat of the carriage, the dumb magic sapping wrist band barely able to wrap around his muscular forearm. His magical energy was slowly sapped away from him to power the vehicle. He hated these things to say the least, taking away one's energy to power a vehicle, after all this time there was no other method for fuel? There probably was something, he just never liked to drive.
Yet he made an exception this time, for the two teammates his concerns turned to were those of Kihia and Quincy. One was badly injured, the other was almost completely drained of magical energy. His mind went back to Kihia, him and his arm...
Looking back he felt bad, would he have considered him a liability had he known about his arm sooner? Would he have tried to shadow him a little more? Looking back at that spell with the ice armor though, it didn't seem like the kid woulda needed it. He understood the trauma's the kid musta carried, and for that he knew he wouldn't ask, in fact if he could hide the boys arm, he might try and doing that.

Making some sharp turns here and there, Naraca saw the Guild, he 'put the pedal to the metal' and sped straight for the Guild.
"We're here, don't worry you'll both be fine!" He announced to Kihia and Quincy who were behind him inside the carriage with a boom of a voice.

Upon reaching the Guild he put the car to a slow stop so as not to rattle his comrades inside. Once stopped he hopped out of the driver seat and opened the door to the carriage. He knew they were both too weak to walk, and even if they weren't, he was still gonna help them. They needed rest, and the sooner they got it the better.
Looking at Kihia's arm he saw it was somewhat exposed still, Naraca walked back to the drivers seat for a moment and grabbed his desert coat he wore during the mission. He walked back to the cart and threw it over Kihia's arm.
"Keep that thing covered alright?" He told him with a tone like he was trying to keep a secret.
"Alright come, up ya go" He said to them in a mumbling voice as he walked halfway inside the carriage to wrap one arm around both of them and sling them over his shoulders. Kihia on one shoulder, Quincy on the other. His shoulders were big, broad and certainly had more then enough space to make them as comfortable as possible.

He walked right to the main entrance of the Lamia Scale Guild Hall and used his foot to push it open. Walking inside quickly he didn't beat around the bush as he made his way straight for the infirmary (Because all Guilds totally have infirmary's, don't question it, just let it happen).

"Kihia's been badly injured and Quincy has been drain of magical energy!" Naraca said not too loudly to the entire Guild but loud enough that the guild members within the vicinity of the entrance of the infirmary would hear him as he walked inside.
He'd go straight to laying them both down on the beds so they could be properly worked on. Quincy just needed rest, but nevertheless it was good to get checked out after a mission like this.

Kihia nodded in thanks when Naraca had given him his desert gear to keep his ice prosthetic, he was annoyed a tad however…the entire trip back to the hall Naraca had made sure that he didn’t do anything…even if it was to try and repair his right arm. Kihia shakily reached up and froze a few parts of the desert gear to keep in place to hide his right arm. When Naraca picked him up he grabbed Icarus in his left hand, at this point, it was going to be the main thing that was going to comfort him through this. He watched as he picked up Quincy and threw her over his other shoulder. Kihia let out a small sigh, I wish I could go to my room…without anyone noticing me…but at this point there is no helping it…

Kihia kept his eyes looking at the floor, he knew that the other members of the guild were looking at them in shock and concern, but he did his best to ignore them. When Naraca got to the infirmary, he had told the healers what was going on and had laid Kihia down on one of the beds, “Make sure Naraca and Quincy are fine…my injuries are not that bad…”Kihia had said this to try and distract the healers to his companions and come up with a plan to slip away. However…Kihia’s attempt was foiled due to he looked in much worse shape than his companions even with his right arm covered, even so, Kihia tried to make sure they didn’t get close to his right arm.

Quincy was extremely tired. The thing she needed most was a good rest and maybe a good hearty snack of potatoes. She was extremely concerned with Kihia because of his condition. "Hey big brother are you alright?" asked the little dark skinned girl who was still pretty bruised up. If you actually looked at her carefully you can see several burn marks from using her own magic to fight off people. She may not even be as powerful as she used to because the power she used drained her of too much magical energy that she may never recover from. She got up and limped towards the largest member in the vacinity and pointed to one of the healers "You take care of Naraca's leg. And the rest of you make sure that Kihia stops bleeding. Me and Kari will take care of him after that." Demanded the little girl.

Her hair was freshly wet from a bath, she was wearing a tight black tank top and tan shorts. It was hotter in Hargeon than normal and wearing her pants and vest was too much. She still wore her boots, but instead of them being unlaced, she had them tight against her lower calf. Her taste in clothes was beginning to change. The other day, she actually wore a dress. Shocking right! Kariline was walking down the stairs gently, the heat was intense and she needed to cool down with a drink in the hall. Suddenly the guild hall doors burst open, it was unexpected and she stopped to look.

Naraca came in carrying Quinn and Kihia on his shoulders. He was large enough to pull it of, but he still struggles. Something was off, and with his large booming voice, he reported to a nurse that they were all injured. Kariline sprinted through the hall, pushing aside anyone that was in her way. Her friends needed her help. " What happened?!" she said fanatically, scanning over everyone's injuries.

Talen had been siting at the guild's bar, enjoying a cool beer on this hot day, when heard someone kick the guild hall's door open. The summoner looked up, mug half way to his mouth. At first all he saw was Narraca standing there, but then he noticed the two bodies on his shoulders. The man yelled that both Kihia and Quincy had been hurt during their latest mission. Talen slammed his mug down and jumped out of his seat. He sprinted to the infirmary as fast as possible.

When Talen reached the infirmary he saw a group of healers surrounding the three of his team members. Quincy appeared to be covered in small burns, Kihia was bleeding from several holes in his skin, and Naraca had a large gash on his lag. At first Talen felt rage, he team was hurt, and he had not been there to stop it, but after a brief moment, his anger passed and he just felt sorry for them. "How is everyone  doing?" Talen asked to no one in particular.

After laying both Kihia and Quincy down, the healers certainly were quick. One of them placed there hands on on his back.
"Sir I'm going to need you to sit here so we can look at your leg." The healer spoke firmly.
Naraca hadn't even thought about his leg, his magic had abilities, one of them was the ability to block pain from his body, no matter how intense. Looking down at it he realized it was probably pretty bad. The blade hit him mid-thigh and it was a hard swing of a sharpened sword, a miracle it didn't come off really. Who knows how much it didn't enjoy carrying the weight of two other people as well. Despite that, he kept the pain at bay through his passive ability, so thus he was able to act like nothing was wrong with it.

"Yeah sure" He sat down, but not before making sure his bed was the farthest from the entrance and right beside the wall, so the beds where Quincy and Kihia were would be closer to the entrance.
Quincy attempted to tell the healers to leave after just stopping the bleeding, he knew what she was doing, yet knew it wouldn't work. The healers instead lightly placed there hands on Quincy for her to lay down as well. Several of them were on Kihia as like lightning the prepped equipment to work on him.
It was only a matter of time before they were going to strip him of his clothes to work on all his injuries, likely they'd even put him to sleep. If they did, they'd discover his arm, Naraca saw the look on the boys face as he kept the desert coat firmly wrapped around his arm, shielding it as best as he could. He had to do something...Give the boy a chance.

"What happened?" Kariline came in asking in severe concern and shock.
He was going to explain, but then he saw the healers on Kihia.
"Help me with this Susan" One of the healers called to the healer that was looking at Naraca's leg.
"Hold on I'll be right back" She told Naraca, who just got an idea.
He nodded with a rather sudden grimace in pain.

"Ah...Yeah okay" He said under sudden heavy breathing.
He began to rock himself back and forth as though he was bearing through a lot of pain and was looking a little dizzy.
As he did, his leg that was injured was facing towards the wall and away from everyone else's sight. He placed his hand right on the make-shift bandage around his leg and he snuck his fingers underneath.
He turned his head to Kihia, motioning his head and mouthing the words "Hey" under his breath to get Kihia's attention.
Hopefully upon the ice boy looking towards him, he would spot Naraca then shifting his eye's to the door to the exit and mouthing the words "Go". Followed by a wink of his eye and a smile.

"Hey Kariline so...What uhh...Happened was ahh...Oh...Oh god!" Naraca at first sounding normal but gritting his teeth at the end as though pain was starting to really kick in, doing his best exaggerate his injury. Out of the sight of the healers, he took his four fingers and dug them into his deep, bloody wound. Causing blood to gush out of his thigh and splash to the floor as it streamed down his leg. He did his best to pretend to be in pain and follow the symptoms of what would happen in this situation rather then just stay normal. He was also immune to shock, being able to stay conscious even through the most severe of injuries. Yet now he was acting different for a reason.

Pretending to let the sudden and severe blood loss get to him, he rolled his eye's up into his eye lids and fell forward, his chest slamming on the floor and pretending to pass out as his leg bled profusely on the floor.
"Oh my god, everyone get over here!" One of the healers said as she rushed right to Naraca. All of the other healers, and hopefully Kariline, Quincy and Talen would all come running to him, or at least looking at him, giving Kihia the opportunity to get out so he could heal up his arm first.

The guy better get outta here he thought, after doing all this, he better take the opportunity to escape. He knew the boy could stand and walk, he'd have enough time to hobble out of the Infirmary and to his room. All he had to do was just take the chance he had here now.

Kihia had been sitting there trying to buy as much time as he could to prevent his right arm from being unveiled. He saw Kariline come in and Talen soon after her, both of them were concerned for their teammate’s condition. He grimaced when more doctors were called over to him, This isn’t good…at this rate they will remove the desert gear… Kihia barely heard when Naraca had called out to him from under his breath, he looked towards Naraca’s direction and saw he had mouthed “Go”. Kihia did a slight nod in thanks, and then turned back around. He focused his magic to form ice leg braces that was hidden from view. This action thankfully took place when Naraca put his plan into action…


“Oh my god, everyone get over here!” a healer a proclaimed this as everyone in the infirmary rushed over to Naraca, This is my chance… Kihia stood up and walked out of the infirmary, Hopefully no one looked back to catch me leaving. Thanks to the ice leg braces he could appear to be walking normally through the guild hall and to the hallway that led to the dormitories. He got to the door to his room and unlocked it. He went inside and locked the door behind him, he then froze the door to buy him more time and then walked over to his desk. He took off the desert gear and then took off the remains of his sleeveless shirt he had worn for the mission revealing his right arm and its harness. He used is left arm to place his prosthetic arm onto the specially made stand. He then touched each of the lacrima in his harness to detach it from his prosthetic arm. He let out a sigh of relief, Hopefully I can get this done before they come looking for me. He then took off the harness and placed it on the desk next to the stand. He turned and began the process of repairing his prosthetic arm.

Nurses scurried around the room, and had never felt so useless in her entire life; her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open as she tried to gather what was happening. Kihia, Quinn, Naraca... They were all hurt and she couldn't do anything for her friends.
Naraca sat beyond the two beds and he tried to explain what was going on, but his words... were off. His face showed he was in alot of pain, and he moaned and was out of breath. But that never made any sense. Naraca doesn't feel pain....

She raised an eyebrow and glancing around, out of the corner of her eye she caught Kihia mouthing 'Thanks'. She knew exactly what was going on. Kihia never sought medical attention, no matter the injury, so why would he when he is about to lose his life. He would probably run to his room and board himself up in it.

When Naraca forced blood to spill over and faked passing out she was sold on their little plan and she just folded her arms. She knew him way better than this and knew his magical capabilities to the T.
However she didn't want to stop Kihia here in the room, she was going to wait till he was up and out of sight before she questioned him and harassed him about medical treatment.

Pretending to pay attention to Naraca she waited till that little butt hobbled his way out of the infirmary and up to his room. Then she let the nurses get in front of her and stepped back slowly. Tapping Talen on the shoulder she motioned for him to follow her and then pointed to Kihia's empty bed.
They had to hurry, So she picked Quinn up and threw her over her shoulder. The girl was smaller and Kariline was able to carry her somewhat easily. " Quinn you better start explaining, and now." She said underneath her gritted teeth.

Reaching his closed door she placed her palm on it. It was cold to the touch. He had placed a frozen blockade behind it. Probably due to the last time when she just kicked it down. She just scowled and summed Azure. Her back tattoo glowed and the area seemed to cool around her. In a frozen blizzard he appeared.

Taller than Naraca he was 8 feet tall and at least 4 and a half feet wide. She just pointed to the door and the Ice demon nodded. With a thundering crack Azure punched the door. Because he was a Ice Magic user he was able to make Kihia's Ice blockade fall and the door came crashing down once more.

" Kihia Avoa! You get your butt back down those stairs and let those nur-" She was stopped short as she opened her eyes and realized what was happening. Her eyes grew wide, and everything all made sense now.

Quincy was sad that no one was listening to her but then Naraca started to freak out. Sh turned her face to see what was going on only to get silently snatched up by Kari. When Kari started to head to Kihias room Quincy knew what was going on. She started Squirming "Don't go in there Kari! He is not....... Decent" She finally made herself free only to be too late. "Sorry Kihia I tried to stop her I would have tried harder, but I am too afraid to hit her." She said with a little joke in her tone but still being extremely serious.

Talen was very worried when he saw Naraca pass out from his leg wound. The summoner had thought that the large man could handle the pain, but apparently he had been wrong. As he stood over the man, trying not to get in the way of the healers, he was surprised when Kariline tapped his shoulder and pointed to Kihia's empty bed. Where did he go? Talen thought to himself. Kariline quickly put Quincy over her shoulder and left the room. Talen followed Kariline, partially out of curiosity of where Kihia was, and partially to make sure that she did not accidentally hurt Quincy or Kihia out of anger. As unlikely as the latter was, it was still a distinct possibility.

The group soon came to Kiha's door. Kariline summoned her ice demon and had it destroy Kihia's door. "Not again..." Talen said quietly to himself. He knew that Kihia had suck away, not receiving proper treatment and potentially endangering himself, but Kariline seemed to have a thing about breaking down doors.

As Talen looked in through shattered remains of the door, upon the Ice make mage and let a a small gasp. Kihia was sitting at his deck, and in front of him was what appeared to be an arm made entirely out of ice. Talen was about to say something when he noticed that Kihia was also missing his right arm. "Kihia," Talen said as he started to make the connections, "Start explaining."

(OOC: Sorry for the short, crappy post)

The healers worked like mad, staunching his bleeding, beginning to work on giving him immediate surgery to stitch up his wound. He could feel hands and equipment all over him, these people were fast he'd give them that. However through the crowds Naraca opened up one eye slightly and saw everyone following Kariline out the door.

Shit...They must have found out.

"Ugh" He mumbled to himself as he opened his eye's and sat up, all the healers jumping back in shock as he got up like nothing happened.
He got up to his feet, only to be stopped by several healers.
"Ah...S-sir you need to lay down" A female healer said in a shuddering voice as she tugged lightly on his shirt.

Naraca simply shook them off and began to walking, slipping slightly on his blood as he continued to walk out of the infirmary with bloody foot prints.

As he walked upstairs to Kihia's room he heard the door crash open. Naraca's eye's narrowed in anger at the sound, what in the world were they thinking? He felt frustration as he got closer. By the time he got there, the door was open, and Talen said "Start explaining".
"He doesn't have to explain anything" Naraca retorted deeply and with a strong voice as he shoved his way in front of the ground and went inside the room a little to let his sheer size be enough to push them back gently as he walked them out and away from the door until he was able to close the door behind him. The hinges were still attached by a thread but nevertheless he kept it closed, standing in front of it like a body guard. Not phased at all by the bigger ice demon.

"Kihia! You do what you need to do" He spoke clearly from behind the door.

"Come meet us at the infirmary when your done so you can get patched up" He added, knowing that Kihia still had tons of other wounds that needed to be healed right away.

Looking back down at the rest of the group his gaze was like tower with eye's that could cut through rocks. Kariline was no doubt scary and stronger then he was, for that matter, any one of them if they tried hard enough could likely beat him with his leg the way it was. Yet being 7 feet tall, shoulders almost 3 feet wide and with muscle build of a man that ate metal and WASN'T the metal dragon slayer, was hopefully a clear enough sign that he was dead serious with them all right now.

He lifted his and pointed his finger to the stairs.

"To the Infirmary, we'll wait for Kihia there..." He told them, the growl in his voice that a lion ready to pounce. Through his message, and the respect he knew his team had for others, he hoped they'd listen.

His eye's started to get a little foggy...

"Besides If I lose anymore blood I really will die" He mumbled as he waited for the others to go back to the infirmary before he'd follow them.

Kihia had barely began to reach for one of his water containers when his door was smashed open by one of Kariline's Demons. "Kihia Avoa! You get your but down those stairs and those nur-" She had stopped mid-sentence, Kihia guessed she had just seen what he was doing...the truth about his right arm... Quincy had apologized for not being able to stop her. Kihia simply sat there frozen reaching for one of his water containers, his left arm shaking with fear.

Talent then told Kihia to start explaining at which Kihia formed his left hand into a fist. Explain....what is there to explain...I am only a man...a man who had lost everything...and was given new hope...., just then Naraca had appeared and said "He doesn't have to explain anything" A few tears had started to form when Naraca had said this, he watched as Naraca closed what remained of his door and told him to meet them in the infirmary when he was finished doing what needed to be done. Kihia simply sat there for a moment, and then finally picked up the first water container.

He poured across his prosthetic arm and then placed the water container down and put his left hand by it and started to try and channel his magic into it. He stopped however when his vision started to go blurry...My wounds have reopened...I have lost to much blood to stay concious...but I must repair...my...arm... Kihia then passed out, sliding of his chair knocking down a few water containers in the process, making them shatter on the floor.

Quincy watched as Kihia started to stumble towards the ground. "KIHIA!" She dove towards him catching him in her arms and carrying him off. "GET ME HELP!" She called as she ran around the hallway looking for someone to aid her wounded friend. She stumbled with him while slipping on the floor which was starting to pool with melting ice and broken door.

Her heart thumped hard in her chest. What was this? What happened to him. Why does he not have an arm?! Kariline seemed rather floaty, that was until she was interrupted by a large hunk of skin. Naraca....He placed himself in between her and Kihia and pushed them all outside " What are you doing?!" She snapped at him in anger. All she was doing was trying to help a friend, and she was tired of secrets!
Naraca had tried to put together the rest of the door and told them to go downstairs so he can get some more help.. She grimaced, Then he shouldn't have even come up here...

She turned around when she heard a loud thud, and the sound of even smaller ones. Kihia, Quincy, being smaller evaded around Naraca and was the first to be in the room. Her eyes widened as the girl called out for help.
Kariline tried to push past the large brute and get around him to see Kihia. The remaining door pieces jammed itself in between the frame and it was hard to push through. The whole world seemed to slow down, and she could see herself struggle to get no where. Kariline reached out for Quinn and Kihia, but she was speechless.

All of this, was her fault, if only she didn't interrupt him. She is so goddamn nosy...
She pushed away the door and stepped inside. Quinn holding the man in her arms. Kariline stood over him for a second. " Why couldn't you just let me help you..." She said before letting a tear form in her left eye. She fell to her knees and just started ahead, blaming herself for everything that this team had gone through. They depended on her, and she let them down.

Quinn struggled to carry him forward, past the doorway and into the hallway. However Kari was oblivious as to what was happening around her. She just hunched over on her collapsed knees staring at the floor. Her hair falling over her shoulders and shielding her face.

As Talen saw Kihia fall, his immediate reaction was to reach for his keys. He had a spirit that could help, but she would not be happy in the slightest. "Gate of the Huntress I open thee, Artemis!" the women appeared next to Talen with a very angry look on her face. "Why would you..." "Please Artemis," Talen said with tears in his eyes, "He needs your help" The women looked at the ice wizard, and her eyes grew wide. Although the spirit did not like humans, she still did not like to see them suffering as he was. "MOVE!" Artemis said as she shoved her way past Naraca. "Place him on the ground." She said in a slightly kinder tone to Quincy. When Kihia was on the floor, Artemis put both of her hands over the mage and started to say something to herself. After a moment the spirit's hands started to glow with a soft green light. Artemis moved her hand over the all of the wounds, and they started to close, healing at a miraculous rate. When she was done, Artemis looked extremely tired and like she was about to fall over. "There..." she said in between breaths, "He... Should... Live." Artemis's eyes started to flicker before they closed and she vanished.

Talen let out a sigh of relief. He knew that he was going to get an ear full from his spirits for breaking Artemis's contract, but what other choice did he have. Talen walked over to Kariline. He put an arm around her and sat next to her. "Come on chear up." Talen said in a light tone. "He is going to be okay." Talen was still extremely worried himself, but he knew that Kariline needed someone to confer her right now.

(OOC: Well after the giant, collaborative dump taken on my character by ya'll, this all I could come up with.)

Kihia deserved privacy, the ice boy would fix his arm and explain to the group when he was good and ready. He had closed the door to give Kihia the privacy he deserved, not to be invaded by the group. The boy's door didn't need to be kicked in nor did he need to explain himself. Naraca didn't know any more then they did, yet he stood firm in front of the door after he closed it, not for himself, not to bring in healers or for his own wounds, but for Kihia so the boy could explain himself on his own time and heal his arm however he meant to do so. Yet Kariline seemed to snap at him anyway. Wasn't it obvious what he was doing?

"The man deserves privacy, it's not your place nor any of ours to butt in on his personal life. He'll talk on his time, so just let him be so he can fix himself." He said to them in a strong voice. Ever the protector of the people he cared about. He knew Kariline had no right to kick his door down, and Talen had no right to demand Kihia to explain. So Naraca stood as a guardian to his comrade, to his friend.

Yet the sound of glass shattering had surprised him most of all. The sound ringing in his ears.
"Oh no..."

Naraca growled under his breath due to frustration of his own actions. He tries to protect the boy's emotions, protect the boys privacy, and this goes and happens...
Quincy nor Kariline would need to push the door open, for Naraca simply turned around slammed an open palm into the door, hitting just above the door knob, forcing the door to swing open. Yet right after he felt Quincy rushed past him, and Kariline shove her way passed him. His body was weak, so the force of her push caused him to stumble and his shoulder to hit the door frame.
Talen summoned up Artemis, whom pushed passed Naraca as well, making a stronger impact causing the bleeding and dying Naraca to fall to his knee's. The blood poured out of his leg and his vision began to blur against his will.
Why? Why did that shove passed a dying man like this? He saw Kihia was passed out, likely from his other wounds. Naraca figured that might happen, yet he didn't think it would happen so soon, certainly the ice boy had more time to fix his arm didn't he? Apparently not.

Talen's summon went to heal Kihia, and Kariline succumbed to grief and regret. Of course she wished she could have done something...It was only fair.

Through all there actions, there lay Naraca, on his knee's, blood pooling on the floor, near death...

He understood they were concerned about Kihia, yet did they forget there other teammate as well? No...There was no need to throw blame...They couldn't have known right? Not something...So obvious...Right? Heheh...Of course they did.
"They reject you..." A disembodied voice whispered in his ear.

"No!" Naraca growled as he pushed away the symptoms of severe blood loss and turned around, slowly getting to his feet and limping out of the room and back to the infirmary. They could worry about Kihia...Not...Him because he could...Just

Get to...

The...

The stairs...Just...Go down the stairs. I can do this...

Down each step, one, two, three, yes...Down them all. Okay, now, to the infirmary.

Naraca continued to very slowly walk, dragging his leg like dead weight. He was fighting the lightheaded feeling, the tingling, the numbness, the pain. Somehow he made inside the infirmary and to the bed where he collapsed on the the first bed in sight, his eye's closed as he let himself pass out so the healers could finally do there job.

It was fine...They didn't know...They didn't know...

Right?

(OOC Note Kihia is having a flashback moment while past out)

Kihia was unaware of what was going on around him after passing out, he had a dream… well it was more of a memory of back when he was training with Iarok…

Kihia dropped to a knee after a serious training session with the Old man, he looked up at Iarok panting heavily. Iarok stepped forward and laughed, “Young man… You can’t fight out of rage, it blinds your thought process… makes your attacks easy to predict and counter.” Kihia tighten his right hand into a fist, “Oh Yeah Old Man! I will show you what I can do!” Kihia started to build up his magical power to use a spell he found out he could recently use. Iarok furrowed his brow and then spoke in a very stern voice, “Boy… I thought I told you not to use that spell. Your body is not ready to use it yet.” Kihia only tightened his fist further causing cracks to visibly form in his right hand. Iarok sighed and then disappeared from Kihia’s view. Kihia was taken aback from this, How can that old fart move so fast?? He shook his head it didn’t matter now, “Ice Make-“ Kihia was interrupted mid cast from a powerful kick sending him flying into a the cliffwall. Iarok walked up to him and glared at him for a moment, Kihia looked up at him glaring, Iarok kneeled down, and then wacked Kihia upside the head, “Boy, that spell… is not meant to be used against your friends for whatever reason… it is meant to be a way to defend your friends… not attack them…”Kihia looked away from Iarok unsure what to do or say, Iarok then continued, “That is enough training for today, go inside and calm down and we will resume training tomorrow.” Kihia frowned and was about to protest but then stopped due to he knew it would do no good. He walked up to the house and looked back at the Old man, Iarok was watching him walk up into the house with sad eyes, Kihia then looked down and said, “I am sorry… for breaking my promise… I will try my best to keep my mind on the right course tomorrow…” Kihia then opened the door and walked inside…

(OOC Note exit flashback)
Kihia laid there in Quincy’s arms as she tried to drag him back to the infirmary, his face was expressionless, but to a degree… looked peacefull.

Quincy made her way to the door to notice that someone was missing. Concerned about Kihia she had totally forgot about Naraca, who everyone seemed to push aside like he was nothing. She knew he was hurt, that was why she made no contact with the big guy going through, but everyone else were concerned about the one armed man who was unconscious. With a bad gut feeling she noticed one thing that would nearly make her drop herself. The trail of blood leading down to the infirmary. With a deep breath she basically threw Kihia at Kari and sprinted down the stairs with a light limp. The burns were getting to her but she knew there was something wrong with that trail.

Her mind was continuously blank as she stared ahead. Looking ahead, but taking in nothing, the world seemed to move in slow motion. Her body felt so heavy as she tried to turn around. Quinn was trying to take him back to the infirmary, Artemis was trying to heal him. And there she was, doing nothing. She couldn't do anything. All she did was destroy and hurt people.
Staring deep at Kihia, she recognized his eyes fluttering and she felt the heavy weight fall off of her. He was okay, and Kari had come back down to reality.

Just as she stood up, Kihia was tossed to Kari who tried her best to catch him. His weight made her fall back down to her knees and she struggled to stand right again. This was different, Kari was rather confused what was going on. "Naraca could you hel-", She stopped mid sentence as she realized that he wasn't there, and there was a large pool of blood where he stood.

Her throat felt dry and her eyes grew wide. He was hurt, but she didn't know it was that bad. He was always stronger than that. She just prayed Quinn can get to him in time...
All of this was her fault, and she knew that. "Talen, please help me carry Kihia back downstairs. I will see what i can do about his arm," she said thinking about her Ice demon. He could at least put something together.

In the back of her mind she thought about Naraca, he was strong enough to think of his friends privacy over his own body. His actions reminded her alot of when they were younger...
Hanging her head she stepped forward to take Kihia's body downstairs." Hang on friend, I am here for you." She told Kihia, maybe he wouldn't answer, but she knew he could hear her.

Talen watched as Quincy tossed Kihia unceremoniously to Kariline before running after Naraca who had disappeared from the doorway that he had been guarding. Talen could see a pool of blood where he had once been standing, I hope he is okay. Talen was brought out of his thoughts by Karilline asking if he could help carry Kihia to the infirmary. Talen nodded in response, adding "I would be happy to." The two summoners were able to carry the Ice mage with minimal difficulty, and Talen soon found his mind wandering once more. Talen could not help but wonder why Kihia would keep his arm a secret from his teammates. Talen could understand keeping secrets, but not from your friends and family. What were you thinking? What reason could you have to keep this from us?

It was all a haze and a disoriented blur before Naraca fell unconscious.

A flash of light as his head tilted back, the lights in the ceiling right? Well then why was it singing? No not song, it was poetry, a distant memory of sorts. One couldn't recall the feeling of the blanket, only the comfort and dreams it brought. A perpetual loop of insanity inside a mind that festers for the truth and beyond the doubts of the man with the white hair...Whoever he was, or whoever he might be. The poetry always helped.

Naraca's closed eye's shifted behind his eye lids, what was that just now? No time to think about it, only rest and sleep for now.
With his eye's closed he saw blue, red and green lowly dimmed lights underneath his vision. Within them was the faint image of a tree, bled in like the afterimage of a bright light that stuck its shape in your sight for a few seconds before being blinked away by your natural windshield wipers. The tree reminded Naraca of tears for some reason, tears and blood.
He couldn't tell what was happening to his body anymore. If he could remember his dream of blood stained fist clashing with mid-night black steel with the taste of smoke in his lungs, he'd of felt it for years. Yet he didn't remember it, no not at all, there was just darkness.

Darkness and the festering...

(OOC: Gonna time skip us here to a few hours after the healers work on us)

Amber eye's slowly opened with a flew blinks. The left side of his head rest on the pillow and his arm hung off the side of the bed straight as he lay on his right shoulder that was pressed into the hospital bed. He felt warmth up to his ribs and empty space past his ankle as his felt hung passed the bed that was actually extended to fit his height yet still not quite cover the full reach of his legs. He saw in front of him all the other beds, one with the curtains around it. Yes that's right...Kihia was injured, that was probably his.
Naraca blinked again before buffed out his chest and straightened out his legs and stretched his muscles. He looked around to see if anyone was still here before he'd reach down his left leg and feel a well wrapped bandage around it. He sat up slightly so his head would be resting for against the bed frame and the pillow on the back of his neck.
He didn't say anything, nor did he put much thought into what happened just a few hours ago.

He just put in the back of his might and removed it from thought.

Kihia slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and he was heavily disoriented, where am I… what happened….? He then tried to lean forward when he felt that his right arm wasn’t attached to the harness… nor was the harness still on him. After he realized this his senses snapped back to being wide alert to what was going on around him. He noticed that he had been placed in a bed in the infirmary and it was surrounded by white curtains. Kihia then saw that most of his body had been bandaged up from the doctors, Kihia then turned his attention to his right shoulder, I need to get back to my room… and get my right arm repaired… He tried to lean forward once again but fell back onto the bed making the bed shake a bit. He then heard someone on the other side of the curtains say, “He must have finally awoken! Hurry get what we need!” Kihia grimaced, I don’t even have the strength to get up… and make a break for it back to my room… He closed his eyes and tightened his left hand into a fist, curse my weakness… I am not getting use to the drawbacks of Ice Make Knight at all… and it seems as my own power grows… so does the spell… and its drawbacks… Kihia opened his eyes when he heard the curtains open and one of the nurses rushed in with a clip board. “Kihia Avoa, how are you feeling?” Kihia coldly stared at her and quietly said, “I am fine…”

It was tedious, but she sat there quietly, Rummaging through an old book. She didn't even care to read really, but that was all that was lying around to keep her occupied. She ended up taking a short nap, leaning her head back against the nape of the chair. With an uncomfortable cramp she woke up and decided that wasn't the best idea. Kari thought about her more comfortable bed upstairs, but she didn't want to leave their sides. Kihia, who was near death, was surrounded by a constant monitoring group of nurses. His bed was shielded by white curtains, ans she couldn't see into it. But still she didn't leave, for his sake. Naraca, who passed out from blood loss.

The amount of blood transfusions they had to do for his enormous body was so ridiculous, they could have pretty much changed his blood type! Still, he laid there on his side, his back faced away form her as she sat in the uncomfortable chair. She didn't do the right thing before, this was all her fault, and she was going to make it up to them by being here. ( Which took alot of threatening and yelling to happen, as the healers said it was better if she wasn't in the way ).

Kari rubbed her palm over her face and sighed, she hoped they were both going to pull through this. Such strong men, her friends. She thought about their self sacrifice for each other, and it hit her hard. A lump formed in her throat as she heard a rustle. He was awake. Kari didn't think he could see her, seeing as how his back was turned to him. But as he straightened out and stretched, she just kept quiet. her eyes hung and she grew afraid; she didn't know how to approach him. He was the only thing on her mind for the hours they were here together.

Gently she stood up and stepped up to his bed, " Hey.." she said gingerly. Kari then walked over to the left side of the bed and softly sat in the empty space his body gave her. She arched her back and turned to face him. " How are you feeling?..." Probably like shit, hell, she even felt like shit. And the guilt was too much to bear. She blinked and a tear formed in her eye, which proceeded to fall down her cheek. " I'm so sorry Naraca..", she said looking away. She was a coward, and couldn't face what she had done.

Next to them, a bunch of nurses had scrambled through the white curtains, and she heard voices. Kihia was awake as well. She was happy they both were going to be alright.

(( Occ: Sorry Kyo but i wanted to post ^^ You can post next and then Tal))

Quincy now wrapped in bandages covered in burn medicine and splints for her sprained legs and wrists. She was a pain in the arse to deal with medically since she refused to sit still during the whole process as well as her body protecting itself with its electricity throwing back anything that they tried to wrap her up with. They finally just ended up using a rubber type of bandage to wrap her up.

After getting wrapped up she ended up falling asleep next to Naraca in his unconscious state. Though she rolled herself to the floor and under the bed on accident in her sleep. She was out like a light bulb. Some of the nurses didn't even know she was still in the infirmary until Kariline started talking to Naraca after he woke up. She followed through after hearing her voice and then she jolted up hitting her head on the bottom of the bed. Most people just heard an oof and then a call "Im ok!"

She scurried her way out from under the bed and next to Naraca. Her face had a bandage on it and she hugged the large man and gave him a light kiss on his cheek. "You had us worried there. There was so much blood...." She shivered at remembering the blood in the doorway. "Anyways it looks like we will be able to talk to Kihia in a bit once the docs are all done fixing him up." She let go of the giant and stood up and stretched her arms into the air with a yawn. Her stomach lifted her shirt lightly showing a scar just above where the bottom part of where her shirt would be on her back.

Talen had been drifting in and out of sleep for a few hours as he waited for his teammates to awaken. He had been hoping to get a decent amount of sleep, but he had been to worried about his friends. Kihia was in bad shape, even after Artemis had healed him, Quincy had given the nurses some trouble, but they had eventually managed to wrap her in bandages, and Naraca had been unconscious when the two summoners had brought Kihia into the infirmary.

Talen was about to fall asleep again when he heard Kariline's voice. Talen looked up and saw Kariline sitting next to Naraca looking down at him. He was then surprised to see Quincy come out from under Naraca's bed. Talen shook hie head as he walked over to Naraca's bed to join the others. He smiled at the veteran, saying, "Hey big guy, hope you are feeling better."