Get our passports updated! (Kihia and Igsa/Job/Private)

A soft sigh escaped her lips a sun blaring over them after that horrid storm that had decided to make it's own way to Hargeon two weeks prior. As heat poured from the skies among the crowd some used shade to hide others simply duked it out with the heat. Igsa was not one of those as she simply stood by in heavy clothing acting like it was nothing as she simply cooled herself with magic a yawn permeating from her as she glared at Kihia, "I am doing fine though my sleep not so much. . ." Another sigh came from her again more sass in it this time as she looked around her water arms not invoked this time around as she decided not to. They had arrived on this day of days to sadly get their passports reinstated a factor she had denied for years simply on the fact she had no need for a passport when nine times out of ten she was hitching a ride with other drifters. Yet now that she had decided to return again to Lamia Scale she has to put up with more politics and a passport is "Necessary" for any outgoing missions.

As the line did a slow move she would seem to ignore Kihia still sour about before as she had hunted him vigorously and many a question still existed in her mind. With a cool sea breeze beginning to settle across the crowd she would turn to Kihia and speak in a calm tone, "I have a few questions for you actually. One of them being where the old coot is, and the other being how in the hell you managed to become a guild leader at any point." She seemed to be attacking but to be honest she was just in a foul mood from having to wake up from a nights worth of heavy drinking this early and it showed in her mood. With a slight cough she would wait for answers before it progressed into a heavy coughing fit again. Water would siphon from her tattoo forming only one right arm as she covered her mouth and coughed into it as red jets of blood shot into the water before she finished coughing. "Sheesh they are getting more frequent. . . You would think I am dying like this. . ." One look at Kihia and once more the same question popped back in her head about how she felt more than just blood in him as a heavy head hung and she waited to hear more from him before bringing that up at all.

A look at where Kihia was pointing was all that she needed for an answer as a soft sigh came from her a the once stoic blood red water dropped to the ground in a loud splash. "So that tree was more than a pride project huh. . ." A soft stutter of a sigh came from her as if she were holding it all back and in a moment she would shake her head, "I assume the old coot went out in a blaze of glory protecting everyone. . .That was always his style. . . Even if he was a crazy bastard. . ." A laugh shaky and nervous came from her lips as she would smile at Kihia, "Thanks for at least telling the truth. . . I guess I am sobered up for today now." With a sigh she would turn her head slowly as the sounds of a drunkard speaking would cause a flare of rage to come up again.

Almost like a monster her arms would form again and in an instant her eyes turned cold, "Pardon me drunkard but I would hold your tongue, protection can take many a form. . . And one cannot hold all their promises. . . Sometimes you lose more than what you intended. . . But the fact Hargeon is still up and kicking means more than you know young whelp. . .So hold your tongue before I boil it into a bubbling mass of fat." Her anger was for a reason only she herself knew as in her mind she could still remember holding the mass of flesh and bone that used to be her son in her arms a grieving mother as she screamed and turned at least three other people to mush in her rage. Yet here stood someone else who knew that feeling as she could only imagine the feeling of losing Zuo for she had abandoned Hargeon before rage and grief leading her by the neck slowly towards the gallows. So she could understand one hundred percent why Kihia might ever run away or go away, and here comes a young little drunken whelp talking shit. It sends more than one of her rage based nerves to boil and now she glared at Kihia and sighed, "We cannot save everything. . . Sometimes the heroes cannot save it all. . . Sometimes you lose things and others you are forced to choose. . . Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool." Turning to the crowd again water would begin to drip from her back where the tattoo was slowly creating a puddle beneath her.

Message received were the first of her thoughts as the drunk backed off a happy smirk across her face. As she calmed herself she would wipe blood from her lips leftovers from her fit before as the loud sound of the crunch from a full punch caught her ears. Looking back she could see that the drunkard had punched Kihia but what was worse she could tell it was the face he had struck. Rage flared and an absolute desire to kill simply radiated off her as Kihia set a hand on her using some of his magic to try and calm her as her eyes twitched and teeth grind together. In moments Kihia sent the man running and she was issued a warning from Kihia, "Don't worry. . . As angry I am right now going after would hurt me more than it does him." She knew that persons face she thought to herself and she knew that should she see him in a bar somewhere he was gonna get a good face to wall meeting.

The line made slow progress a sigh escaping her lips as she hung her arms behind her back bored out of her mind as she looked to Kihia, "So. . . Crystal and Ice weaved into a highly complex matrix shape that allows for a much stronger material. . . I examined the stuff you used to protect those in the building two weeks ago." Her eyes widened as she remembered another fact her voice about to raise about it before blood welled in her throat and a violent cough caused her to kneel onto the ground essentially vomiting blood onto the ground as people yelped and asked if she was okay only to be met with glares, "I am FINE. . .Leave it be, I am used to this craaaa." Another violent cough as blood mixed with vomit from the horrid metallic flavor and her eyes twitched, "Fucking hell. . ." In her mind she could only assume that in her hunt for Kihia that she used up too much to keep herself warm in that storm meaning she let her affliction spread and now she was paying for it, "I will be right back, DON'T FOLLOW ME. . . I will know if you do. . ." Quickly she would dart behind a corner in an alleyway slowly taking out a small lacrima as she would activate it, "Is he in? I need to see him. . . Get another scan done. . ." Slowly the lacrima would glow and a mans voice would come out, "You back in Fiore? Let me guess you let it spread again, I told you that you need to have it removed!" His voice was urgent panicked even as she simply scoffed, "Please I plan to choke that person with the fucking cancer and make them swallow it, until they day I see them dead at my feet I will NOT get rid of this reminder." With a sigh she would set up an appointment with her doctor and collapse to the ground coughing a bit before laughing, "Yep. . . Until I have them dead at my feet."

The soft splash of water struck her face as she simply sighed phantom pain striking her again as she felt pain where her arms used to be, "Another day, another step towards the grave." Taking a deep breath she would walk out towards Kihia an eye in sky as a peculiar object which she could sense flew out. 'Sonuva. . .' She could tell that the youngin had sent something to someone and now her own natural paranoia was set off as she walked up to Kihia setting an arm around his shoulder with a look of what seemed to be exhaustion but soon turned into a glare, "So Kihia. . . That there flying ice. . . What are you sending? Scouting the line? Or are you telling people about my little fits?" She had to admit she much angrier than she should over this but at the same time she worked hard to keep her own affliction a secret and now that nice little thin veil of a facade might break, "So you are gonna tell me EXACTLY what you are telling that bird to do before I flip." At this point she was livid the more she thought on the potential things to happen the worse her anger got which then fed her into thinking even MORE. If he decided to lie about what he did she would simply scoff, "Good. . . Cause if you had told anyone about my terrible little fit today, I might just have to tell others about that ice in your blood." She did not want to bring it up this way but at this point she felt there were two options, Let others know about herself or do whatever she humanly could to hide it, and option two looked much better to her.

With that said and done her arm would come off Kihia and a sigh from her, "I will not ask the details of the massive amount of ice in your blood stream, nor is it my business I can tell you use a prosthetic much like me though only on one arm." Looking over to him she would sigh, "But I am serious about my fit I keep my details locked up for a reason, So if you DID tell someone. . . I will have to work hard once again to keep it secret this time from someone else actively trying to peer in." She could feel something off in the air like something was brought up between them that should not have and yet she did not care to be frank as in her mind fair was fair.

Rage welled up from within as a deep hatred filled glare bore down towards Kihia her hands quickly pulling at the ice as she attempted to thaw it. In her mind screams of bloody murder rang as she attempted to run at him stopping only as she heard a voice behind her, 'Absolute Zero? Only some of the best Ice mages can reach that temperature.' At this point the rage only turned to a festering seethe but it was enough to calm her as she listened to the old doctor from before. As the ice was removed from her mouth a loud sound of grinding teeth came from her as she stormed down to the end of the line and got her passport renewed before turning to the doctor, "Whatever he did I am gonna give that smug little calm runt a good swift KICK ON THE ASS." As she screamed out her final words her once human looking water arms soon turned more into extended tentacles than anything as two more began to form and in her rage flail about smashing into the side of a wall as it cracked the stone with ease, "AND YOU?!" With a point to the doctor her rage grew, "You could remove that ice with ease, Who are you and WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ICE?!"

She had known many a form of ice from her training back with he clan in Midi as a child and yet even now that form of ice was new to her, so much so that she could not even melt it with her power. "And on a side note. . . Why are YOU here? Should you not be at the guild helping the workers harmed in the storm?" A suspicious eye glared towards the doctor as hate brewed in the back of her mind and a slight need to get a little payback on Kihia.

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