Dragged Along

Kyran stood on the docks watching the ship fade into the distance. How had he ended up on this island again? Oh right. Adalinda. He rubbed his head. It had to have grown in size from how hard Adalinda hit him. The crew had apparently had orders to dump him on the docks. All Ada had given him was his weapons. Maybe. There was a good chance they had been damaged. A scowl darkened his face.

Kyran took a moment to check on Last Sight and Black Flower's Thorn. They had never been near the ocean before. It was a brutal experience for most weapons. He remembered the weapon Sylvia had shown him that had traveled to the ocean. Most had been pitted by the salt or brittle in some way. Last Sight seemed to be fine at the moment. Black Flower's Thorn... Kyran ran his fingers along the blade. His scowl deepened. Adalinda would be replacing it. Merely for the barest damage that had been done.

His weapons were stowed away before Kyran sat down upon the docks. What was he going to do now? Adalinda had stolen his jewels. Probably to keep him confined to this island. Kyran wished the girl would listen to him. How hard was it to take no as an answer? He didn't want to join the guild! Clearly his will had no part in the matter. She wanted him to join and so join he must.

Kyran stood up with a sigh. The path to the company building was clearly marked out. If it wasn't the lacrima pointing it out, the guards would have. Kyran straightened his shoulders as he prepared to walk down the path. The wind blew, throwing his leather duster out behind him dramatically. He could do this. The only thing standing in his way was himself. Kyran forced one foot in front of the other. The guild wouldn't be like his village. They would accept him. So long as he hid his demon. No one could accept that ugly part of himself.

The walk became easier as the building grew larger. Apprehension grew in his stomach. This wasn't a good idea. Groups of people always ostracized the different. Kyran stopped in the middle of the path. No friends, no family, no guild, no groups of any kind. That was an old oath he had made to himself when he was younger. Nothing could hurt him if he wasn't a part of anything. Yet there was a longing, a need to belong somewhere, drilling a hole in his chest. It hurt to think about never belonging anywhere for as long as he lived.

You can't do it, Key, my boy. The demon slid into place, its voice slithering across his mind. Not because you don't want to. Because you need the freedom. The ability to bleed whoever you want, to take whatever you need in the moment. Kyran grit his teeth. His eyes squeezed shut against that insidious voice. He couldn't let it win. I won a long time ago, Key. You put up only token resistance. Give yourself over to me. Let go. I'll take good care of your body while you sleep. You'll be safe from the hurts of the world and I'll get to play! Everyone wins! The demon sounded eager, triumphant. It was sure this would push Kyran over the edge. Sure that he would finally give it what it had always wanted.

"No. I'll join West Fiore Trading Company. Not for Adalinda, not for obstinately  defying you but for me. To find that one place I belong. If it doesn't work out, I'll join different guilds until I find the right fit." The demon wailed at his defiance. Kyran let a smile slip across his lips. He could do this. The demon had showed him his iron core. His steps were swift and sure as he approached the building. His focus was upon the open doors. Once through them, there was no turning back.

Kyran paused as he stood between the doors. This was it. The step that would propel him into the future. It might be bad. It could be good. There was no telling where it would lead him. But fear wouldn't hold him back any longer. He would step gladly into tomorrow and accept what it had to bring. The smile upon Kyran's face was wide as he stepped through the doors. Let the future come.

Yona wore all white, now her natural go-to for dress. She wore an oversized white coat, fitted white boots, stark and clean, along with long light blue pants and simple white wraps over her chest. The woman had long green hair, tied half up behind her head with a jeweled hairpiece, her bright emerald eyes easy to see with that hair out of the way. She threw open the door, nearly hitting the person on the other side, a male. He looked hesitant and Yona didn't hide that she was looking him up and down, assessing his qualities.

"You'll do. That was easy," The woman said to him with a quick nod. She had been looking for someone to test out a new plant-concoction on, wanting to see and study the effects to accurately enough to use it in the field, on a job. It was crucial that she find someone to fulfill the role of 'guinea pig' so despite her usual low-sociability, Yona was displaying her abilities to be congenial. When it suited her, she was quite the actress and could be whatever she needed to be for her situation. The willow-haired woman reached for the male's arm and grabbed him, if he let her, and pulled him inside. "Come on, I need help from someone. Guildmates help guildmates right?" She didn't know for sure if he was in the guild or not, but there were a lot of faces she didn't know yet. Yona Hisamori just assumed the guy was hesitant by the door because some of the people in the guild were downright crazy. She found herself hesitating sometimes when she walked up those huge steps to the guild doors.

Why else would a random stranger unaccompanied go through the doors of the trading company?! That was when she had a sudden fearsome revelation. Yona abruptly paused from hauling him through the doors, assuming he allowed her to do so in the first place. She whirled on her heel and faced him, "Wait a minute, you're not a client are you?" She was already preparing a million ways to apologize. She didn't want Ruvel, Cirven, or Johann getting upset with her for mistreating a new client. Still, the eager and desperate look on her face made it obvious that she hoped he was just another guildmate of her's to test her experimental plant-creations. You never knew what would happen when you mixed her plant magic with various compounds on Divide Island.

As Kyran was standing on the dock and was examining his weapons, Adalinda was up in the sky, being held onto by a purple flying cat. She was watching him from above, utilizing her enhanced sight to do so. She didn't regret what she did. He seemed like he needed to make friends, and like he was shy.

"I hope you don't hurt him Ada... He seems like a nice guy. Maybe you shoulda been sweeter to him and flirted with him instead." The cat says to her. Adalinda glares up to her some.

"Excuse me? I don't think he could even remotely like me like that. And he needs to up his social skills. Being away from people won't help him. Besides, everyone here can handle his wolf form. So this will be fine." The mage waves her hand as she chuckles a bit.

It was an attitude like that that made Tamaria a bit concerned with her slayer. She shakes her head and slightly follows in the air behind Kyran, watching where he goes. When the door suddenly opened, and someone crashed into Kyran, Tamaria got a bit tensed. She started lowering down, but Adalinda held a hand up to make her stop for a moment, till it seemed like the person who crashed into him was going to drag him away. She wasn't sure about this person. Maybe she met them once or twice? She couldn't recall.

Ada looks up and signals to be dropped, in which she did indeed get dropped onto the ground a distance from the HQ front doors. She had Kyran's jewels on her hip, and tightly tied up to not be lost. With a sprint, the mage quickly busted into the place. "Yo!" She calls out and throws an arm over Kyrans shoulders as she hung on him a bit. "You know where, Cirven, Johann, Ruvel, or Sol are? Need to see about getting this guy in the guild." She grins as she glances to Kyran. He was probably upset with her for her sudden appearance after taking his jewels, but she didn't mind. She then points to him and smiles wider. "I'll give your stuff back after you talk to our CEO or one of our Vice Presidents, or both." She shrugs her shoulders and quickly removed herself from his shoulder before giving a two finger salute to the person in front of them.

The deep sea demon walked along, a deep fabric bag slung over one of his shoulders. A bottle of mixed juice that contained juice from a frost dragon fruit that had been cooked with chopped pieces of pear, then mixed with a squeeze of lemon, pitted whole cherries, and a little of some normal dragon fruit juice. It was a mix he wanted to try, hoping it would be a good non alcoholic mix to balance the fruit. The bottle was sharing room with a few potato croquettes, rice balls stuffed in the center with fish that had been lightly cooked with small cuts of seaweed that had been fried in some soy sauce, and a few curry pan breads. His original plan was to take his food, find somewhere nice to eat on the island, and have lunch. Everything seemed normal, until the man noticed the commotion at the door that he had been going for. . . It was still too hard to get used to how large this place was. Was she... trying to blackmail someone to join?! Maybe he made a mistake. It just sounded a lot like that was what happened. Well, it was better to ask than to assume things. The young looking old man was very unmistakably a demon. Though he wore a white dress vest, white slacks, white dress shoes, and a grey dress shirt, really no amount of white clothing could hide the demonic appearance.

At the same time, there was a friendly looking smile on his slate blue face and friendliness in the eyes, even if it was a fake facial expression. Well the smile came from his heart, even if he couldn't make a real one appear. The man stopped walking once it seemed close enough to the now small group. "Hello there sir, is everything alright? My name is Haraka Omaras. Would you care for something to eat or drink?" Yes, not too forward, not rude. Was everything alright? Try not to assume, no assumptions, just be nice. He gave a small wave to the two guild members near the person who didn't look like a guild member. Really they all were strangers to him, but it hadn't even been a full week yet for him since he had joined the guild. The demon knew he hadn't exactly met everyone yet, that wouldn't make much sense since he hadn't been on many jobs yet and barely met anyone outside of those. Then again, his original purpose in joining the guild was to improve, not make friends. That would be a long term issue if he did. They would age and die, but what about him? The man would never grow physically older, it was just how nature had designed him. Though the guild was so nice that... he had already warmed up to it. At least the dim blue light his body always radiated was staying low at the moment.

But he still got nervous enough to quickly look over himself. No wrinkling in the clothes, guild pin was still on the vest fine, no dirt, no mess. Everything looked okay. Eyes back on everyone, try to make sure everything was okay. Haraka really hoped someone hadn't actually been trying to blackmail a person into joining the guild though. That didn't really sound like a good start. He could be wrong, probably wrong. Everything is probably fine and he might very well be worrying over nothing. Then again, what could he really do if it was exactly how it sounded? Well, maybe something nice to eat and drink could soften things up, along with some gentle wording.

Sol yawned as he exited the hospital with a small cup of coffee in hand, he just finished his shift at the clinic and now he was going do to some paperwork before he would get some sleep. Though before he could even consider that though, he noticed that there was a commotion at that main doors. He took a drink of coffee as he saw that the group consisted of Haraka, Adalinda, Yona and someone he had never seen before in the group.the only thought Sol had was that this person wanted to join the company. If that was the case Sol would deal with this since it was part of his job.

“my my I just finish my shift and already its busy at the company” he said once he got within earshot. He took another drink before he bowed his head a bit in greeting to all of them.”its good to see you Yona and you as well Haraka” he greeted before he locked his gaze on the other two. “you seem in good spirits Adalinda and who is your friend that you have brought here” he asked as his ruby slitted eyes looked at Kyran with an questioning look

Earlier in the month Ruvel had been dealing with issues on the other side of Tolgalen as it had been hit by an unnatural disaster, on paper it had been classed as an outbreak of an unknown origin that had people acting against their normal personalities. This wasn't exactly a lie but then it wasn't a full truth either it had been a magical plague that had made people go against their natures, what was hidden from the mass populace that some of these people had been in fact dead and reanimated; what made it worse that any living being that had been infected had died by it then reanimated. He had been sure to take a sample from the original outbreak area, a sample from an infected victim, one that had been infected and died and one that had been reanimated from the grave so that the hidden research area of the hospital may find a cure for if it came once more. He had overseen an evacuation of those who weren't infected and even had taken the lives of those who had went past the point of no return while making sure that those who may potentially still be saved where contained.

No one was to enter and the place was under quarantine so no one was permitted to get near it, he had spoken to the summons that couldn't be affected by the illness and they would play priests and executioners to those who requested help or passed the point of no return giving the aid of fresh foods and fluids so they would still be cared for while they worked on a potential cure. 'I hate leaving them like that but without these there's no chance that any of them will survive it seems. Mr. Terumi is good but it could take years before something viable is found.' he thought to himself as he sighed. The only people who knew his true purpose at that small hamlet where his elder brother and the other keepers. He felt strange himself but Demi and Oykai had checked him over to make sure he hadn't succumbed to the deadly plague, it made him wonder if there was another blood moon coming or if he had pushed himself to far; either way he knew he was going to be getting jabbed soon and he didn't like the thought of that.

'They're going to know that I'm sick... great' he thought to himself with a sigh as he walked up the steps towards the company, a medical box with binding seals all over it that could only be opened by Sol and even then only within a secured medical area. Getting to the top of the steps he blinked to see people starting to congregate causing him to sigh though he was glad to see the one person he needed to there also. "No loitering around the entrance, do you have any idea how unprofessional it looks to future employees and clients." he said with a stern tone, his eyes glowing like a small sun and moon as he looked to Sol showing just how bad his sickness was before he held out the medical box "The supplies for the new medicine." he said knowing that to the others that it may seem strange that giving the protections on the box that it was for a medicine but then again it could just mean the things where rare or that the seals where in place to time seal what was inside; either way due to there being no bio-hazard symbols no one would think there where samples of a potentially deadly plague inside the medical box.

Ruvel looked to the three junior members "You realise if you have nothing to do I am sure Mr. Terumi and myself could find something to make you all more productive, in fact lets go to the training hall." he said with a smile looking to the new male that was being hugged by Ada. "Miss Ortinbras, I don't care if this is a friend of yours would you mind letting him go? There is this old thing called personal space I'm sure you have heard of it." he said with an irritated tone, he had been sleeping less of late and with how straining the task he had just done was with him he was short on patience and it was clear as he normally wasn't so short with people. His eye then turned to Kyran his hand going to his chest as he lent forward a little, unlike everyone else who seem to be smartly dressed in whites he himself was dressed in a white and ice blue hoodie, white sleeveless haori with golden symbols embroidered in some meaning blessed while others meant cursed, white hakama and black shoes all of which was made of sick. "My name is Ruvel Mizune, I am one of the vice presidents and you are?" he would ask his voice calm "The one I first spoke to is Sol Terumi he is one of the other vice presidents and you may see the final vice president or even my elder brother who is the CEO of the company if you are lucky." he knew Cirven was likely at his wits end given he had been radio silent for almost two weeks.

Kyran nearly lost his head when he was grabbed by the strange woman. At any other time, he would have been mesmerized by her strange hair color. The stress from walking into the building stole that wonder away from him. All he wanted her to do was let go. Especially since it sounded like she wanted to do something unpleasant. Agitation began to crawl its way through his skin.
It grew exponentially with every step they took. Their ubrupt stop brought no small amount of relief. He had to make her understand why he was here and hopefully make her let him go. "I...uh...let...ah" Kyran stammered, trying to find his tongue. It seemed to have gotten lost somewhere in his throat. Giving up, he prepared to make her let go. Answering the question wasn't as important as getting her hand off of him.  

His jump when Adalinda came up behind him was impressive. There was about three feet between the ground and his feet. His spell rocketed off. The projectile slammed into the floor immediately breaking into black dust. Kyran hoped the mess wouldn't be someone else's to clean up. Adalinda's arm around his shoulders increased his discomfort. Casual touching was something he couldn't stand. Either his nerves were hyperactive and he would feel the touch for hours later or the nerves were damaged beyond repair making it nearly impossible for him to feel the touch. It made touching or being touched hard on Kyran.

Come now, Kyran. The demon rose to the opportunity this presented. These lovely ladies want your attention. You should give it to them. I'm sure it would be quite enjoyable for the three of you. The demon slithered across Kyran's mind. It settled just behind his eyes. Mmm look at that one. She has got some legs. Between her and Adalinda, you might have a real woman. Kyran began mutely shaking his head, trying to shut the demon up. He didn't want to speak lest his potential guildmates thought him crazy. What? Do you prefer men? It's all the same really. Relieving an urge. But you should really try these women out, Key. They may just change your mind. Kyran tried not to get angry at the demon's amusement. It knew he was into women. It was trying to get a rise out of Kyran.

The explosive blend of negative emotions caused Kyran to shoot a dirty look at a newcomer who spoke up. Remorse joined the emotional cocktail. This--man?-- didn't deserve his ire. He?--had only posed a question to Kyran. It was Kyran's own fault that he had missed it. "I'm sorry?" He wasn't sure if posing it as a question or a statement was better. Still Kyran had tried his best to make amends. Now it was time to make his escape. Kyran slipped around Ada, moving fast to get away from the group of crazy people. Well just people but who cared? His body was screaming at him to run away. He had taken a few steps, already celebrating his freedom when.....he ran into someone else.

He hadn't noticed this newcomer at all. His mind had been too focused on escaping. As it was, Kyran hit the cup in the newcomer's hand. Ah, we've got a regular orgy starting up here. Do you want to start with this hunk in front of you or the strange looking one behind you? We'll let the girls make out with each other. Whichever one looks hottest, we'll take when we're done with the boys. The demon sounded so smug. Kyran was sure it was ramping up the turbulent emotions rampaging across his body. "Shut up! Shut up already!" Kyran screamed fleeing from the tall man with ruby eyes.

Aaaannnd there was another person. They must have been talking to him since they were bowing slightly. Kyran slid to a halt. This was too much. Too many people. He couldn't watch his back. The knives would come out. Then the brands. Then they would break his bones. Once Kyran lay unable to defend himself, they would heal him. That horrible horrible feeling of reliving every injury as his body reknit itself together. Kyran sank to the ground, wailing. His forehead touching the ground, he covered his head with his arms in an attempt to protect it. Involuntarily, Kyran began to rock back and forth. He wept. He wept to be so alone. The demon cackled gleefully in his mind. Kyran's pain fed its dark little heart.

Yona blinked, pulling her hands from Kyran as if maybe she might be burned to continue touching him. It was clear he was uncomfortable and at disease. Yona twisted her lips to the side, puzzled as the man stumbled over his words. That was the first inkling she had that maybe he was neither guild member nor client and instead some sort of innocent civilian in need of medical attention. His anti social reaction and tremoring voice were not that of a typical person entering into the guild's main. Before she had time to consider the cause or the sickness which might have befallen Kyran, a female appeared behind him, throwing her arm around Kyran.

To that, even Yona took a step to the side and inwardly flinched. She was popping Yona's physical space bubble and Yona could only imagine based on Kyran's expression that he didn't enjoy her touch. Yona caught sight of the small money purse hanging at the female's waist. The woman had strange blue swirls on her face and Yona frowned stepping around Kyran and heading towards the woman. "I don't know where the VPs are. My name is Yona, who are you?" Yona questioned and in a softer tone she offered a grin. It appeared to be a real smile but out of concern for the ill male and hearing the way the female seemed to order him around, Yona bristled inwardly.  What kind of person thought they could show up and strong arm a person into joining a guild?

While the blue-swirly cheeked female still had an arm over Kyran, Yona lunged forward quickly, grabbing the dangling bag hanging on the woman's waist, snapping the cords which had been holding it tied there. When a dark haired male appeared, a bag slung over his shoulder, Yona quickly tucked the purse she had stolen into her right sleeve, holding her hand in such a way to keep it hidden. Yona also didn't recognize the male and she was starting to feel uneasy by all the strangers inside of the guild. She really needed to get out more. To her relief and her discomfort, Sol's familiar face appeared in the doorway to the guild.

Yona glanced at the coffee and then swallowed hard, hiding her arm behind her and taking a step back. Her back bumped into Kyran and in so doing she attempted to slide the little purse into his pocket. Who stole from a sick guy anyway? Yona was righting a wrong! Though in front of a VP, with her history, she was probably a prime suspect if anyone saw her suspicious behavior. "Ohoho, there's a VP to help you. Sol, this lady needs some assisstance. Maybe you can figure out what she's doing blackmailing and stealing from a weak-minded civilian guy?" Yona gestured behind her at Kyran who at that point was holding his head and closing his eyes. He looked downright mad to her. Yona felt for him a bit, now certainly wishing she had never dragged him inside of the guild. She had been looking for someone to help her with her plant-work and felt somewhat responsible for the man now that he was getting harassed and stolen from.

The green haired female lifted her chin and straightened her shoulders, the act of a guilty person trying to appear not guilty, when she heard Ruvel enter the room. Immediately, Yona turned to face Ruvel but said not a word. He carried a box covered in seals. While Ruvel introduced himself, Yona's curiosity overcame her common sense and she approached Ruvel with her hands out and open, "The training hall? You don't look up for that, VP, a little tired maybe? Maybe instead I can help you to your quarters, carry that box for you...?" Yona doubted it would work, but it was worth a shot to see what was in the box or get to carry it, or avoid getting sent to the training hall with all these strangers. She never should have left the lab!

Yona jumped in surprise as Kyran suddenly screamed and dashed forwards. The green haired woman turned her head to watch him as he strode past her and then stopped, dropping to the floor. She took a half step towards him and muttered, "Jeesh, poor guy needs a hospital bed not a guild." She said it quietly, but was close enough that Ruvel would likely have heard. When the man started to simper and sob, Yona glanced back at Sol, hoping she wasn't going to get blamed for whatever was going on.

A grin was on Ada's face as she noticed Kyran jump. "Sorry! Didn't think I snuck up on you." She chuckles and shrugs her shoulders. As Yona introduced herself, Adalinda grins and holds up a hand to help introduce Kyran when his money was stolen from her by Yona. "Hey! Give that back!" She growls out. She glares at Yona when the demon approached, and then saw Sol coming over to them. As Kyran freaked out over both of them, Adalinda started to pale. Maybe this was a bad idea? Like Tamaria had said earlier. She was about to say something, as Yona accused her of stealing from a 'weak minded civilian'. That on it's own started to tick her off. He was her friend, or so she thought. "Wow! Even I find that insulting. He's not weak minded. He's just not great with strangers! And I didn't steal from him. I'm trying to-" It seemed like everyone was just coming into the picture when she was in the middle of talking or was cutting her off from doing so.

Ruvel approached them in the middle of what she was saying, and quickly removed herself from Kyran as she was scolded for being in his personal bubble. That was a small habit from time to time. "Sorry! I was trying to see if I could get him into the guild. Think you could help him get sorted in?" She rubs the back of her head. She was honestly unsure of what to do as she saw him crying on the ground.

Tamaria came walking in slowly after hearing Kyran's crying. The little exceed sighs as she walks over and sits next to his head, gingerly patting the back of it. "Ada messed up big time... didn't she?" The cat calmly asks him. Her purple eyes glare up to her slayer, who groans at the glare. Tamaria points to the ground and continues to glare. "Apologize to him, now. I warned you this was a bad idea to do to him! Should have just brought him here and traveled as companions, rather than dumping him here to join here himself. Not everyone can just make friends by roughhousing like you, Ada." The cat continued to scold her.

The black haired mage groans and goes over to Kyran before she lets herself lay on the ground next to him. She glances over as she sees how close his forehead was to the ground. Right on it. "Hey..." Her voice was actually quiet for once. Clearly she was also feeling guilty for doing this. "Hey, I was just trying to help you meet more people so you wouldn't be alone. This guild is pretty good... so they'll help take care of you. We all can take care of your beast you have come out every so often. I didn't mean to put you in..." She trails as she couldn't find the word.

"Sensory overload?"

"Yeah, didn't mean to put you in sensory overload. You knew I was gonna give you back your stuff after you calmly got in... just... didn't know Yona was gonna hijack you like that." She rolls her eyes as she stays there. "I won't blame you for not forgiving me."

Tamaria snorts to that. "Yeah, neither will I. Feel free to drop her as a friend and not look back. She's not really worth it with all the alcohol she drinks." Adalinda glares at her exceed before she starts to stand once again, assuming that Kyran wouldn't want her too close to him. She looks to the VPs, giving a nervous smile. She bet she was gonna be in trouble for this, especially with Ruvel with how this situation went down altogether.

Haraka had gone from near-ish to the group to taking a few slow steps back pretty fast, putting his hands up. There was Sol and Ruvel. Even if one of them sounded in a horrible mood, it was good to see familiar faces. Also people he was sure would be able to figure out how to sort things out. "I would say it's good to see you Sol, but I think I have caught a case of bad timing. Originally just wanted to walk out to find somewhere to eat during my break... but hearing them speak got me a bit worried... Offered food and drink hoping a nice meal might calm things but it seems things were past that point already." That's what happened when you walk near something and try to help without any context. He really had no idea how to handle the situation. Maybe one of the girls did, maybe Sol, maybe Ruvel, the demon didn't know anyone there well enough to suggest anything. This man was not up to dealing with what looked and sounded to be a stress related breakdown. At least it sounded like one of the girls were up to trying to help... Though that was also the one that sounded like they had tried to blackmail him into joining. Whatever she did, it was a bad enough idea that her exceed companion seemed to be scolding her and apologizing. Part of him really didn't want to imagine whatever the poor youth had gone through. So, one stranger was called Yona, the other was Ada?

This wasn't something he would rely on, that might also be informal nicknames they have. Ruvels words sounded like a reasonable reaction to someone finding a mess. This wasn't how Omaras wanted his break to end though, not when the main thing he wanted to use it for was to make his stomach less empty. "I would rather... just find a nice spot to eat and enjoy my break." Then again, the young looking demon wasn't exactly fond of fighting either, even if it was just practice. Trading his break time and possibly the only time in the day he would remember to eat for practice with fighting sound sounded horrible, especially since he would have to get back to working as soon as his break was over. Then again, at this point it felt impossible to get to the nearby exit door, backing away from the said door probably didn't make it any easier, but to get to it he would need to cross the little slice of chaos going on. By accident, he had shown that the mess was already getting in the way... After all, Haraka said he wanted to leave the building during his break... but was going further from the door instead of closer. 'Ada' and her exceed talking to the poor fellow that had the breakdown didn't really make it feel any safer to pass any of this. "...Maybe I'll just go eat in my room."

Sol blinked as he saw Ruvel approach him and mentioned that Loitering was not professional and the dragon bowed his head a bit in apology.”sorry Ruvel I just got here from a shift at the hospital I didn’t know they….were” he trailed off as he saw the young mans eyes and instantly he became concerned as he took the box from Ruvel as he nodded in understandin at what was really inside .”thank you I’ll get to work on it as soon as I finish my paperwork” He said before he spoke again.”Ruvel you might want to rest you look like your at your limit” he said. He was not trying to be rude but he worried about his fellow vice president since his health was not always the best.

Hearing Yona explain that Adalinda had apparently stolen money and was blackmailing the young man by her side Sol glanced at Adalinda then at Kyran  before setteling back on Yona.”Yona do not jump to conclusions, we all work together  so pointing fingers does not good.” he said sternly before his attention was broken when the boy rushed passed him and knocked his coffee out of his hand and onto his arm which caused the dragon to hiss at the hot liquid on his skin.”damn it I just got that cup” he growled as he flicked his arm to get the coffee off of it. When he saw Yona approaching wanting the box he narrowed his eyes.”this is not for you Yona”he said his tone left little for debate. As he saw Kyran rocking on the ground the dragon king could only sight before he addressed Haraka.”Haraka go ahead and eat out here its fine. “ he said before he looked at his fellow VP.”what do you think we should do Ruvel ?” he asked wanting his opinion on the matter.

Ruvel allowed the magically sealed medical box to be taken from him by Sol nodding to what he said "This is a top priority Mr. Terumi even before paperwork if Cirven says anything tell him to come speak to me and I will help him understand." he said calmly. He knew that what he brought couldn't wait given their where lives at stake and with limited knowledge they possessed, he had no idea how the plague got on the island in the first place, how it moved, was contracted or if it even had a hibernation state so all this information would have to come from the samples that where now in Sol's possession. He just hoped he had gathered enough samples for what was needed but even if he had it would likely take a while to find a working vaccine for what was plaguing their home, where they liked to be open with everyone if word of this got out it would cause mass panic and hysteria and that was something they where trying to avoid at all costs as that would be far more dangerous. Hearing Sol mention about his health he shook his head "The last month has been hard, I am fine just don't tell Cirven." he said knowing that regardless soon his medicine was coming one way or another but he would rather try not have needles involved.

Ruvel walked forward whispering in a tone so low that even others with heightened senses wouldn't be able to pick up "I'm beyond my limit Sol, I passed that two weeks ago." the other would know something was up as he never used anyone but Cirven and Rasparov's true names he was beyond formal with everyone else "I don't want Cirven alarmed so please don't tell him, I'm likely already in trouble for being radio silent for the past two weeks and this will only worry him further; also no I don't want my medicine." he continued before pulling back his hand going to his head as he felt light headed and so sat down 'Not a word from any of you' he warned his summons he could hear the 'I told you so's' coming from them already but it wasn't exactly like he had much of a choice to his knowledge he was the only summoner inside the guild and even if he wasn't he was pretty sure he was the only one that had summons with certain protections and so wouldn't put any others at risk if it could be helped.

Hearing what Sol said his eyes instantly went to Yona and flashed almost as if in a warning "Do not touch that box Yona, it is something only Mr Terumi may handle." he said his voice showing he wasn't fooling around on the matter; that it wasn't up for negotiation and the discussion was all but over as far as he was concerned. He couldn't deal with much else as Kyran pushed through the group not only scolding Sol with his coffee but as he had been so close to Sol he had also been scolded but he didn't seem to wince or flinch at the pain he should be feeling. Looking at his sleeve he sighed knowing it would be a hassle to get out but at the same time he could understand he was likely feeling overwhelmed. "Miss Spring, don't drag people it can be seen as abuse or assult if you need to contact higher management go to the reception desk after asking the person to follow you to the waiting area, also do not always take things as they first appear. Such assumptions can cause issues or misunderstandings. For unbecoming conduct of a company member, one week away from your lab, you get a further week for stealing from another member, it would be longer but it was for a good reason; in future however report it or it will be a lot longer Miss Spring." his eyes then went to Ada "For strong arming this young man towards us one week without alcohol, you are getting two additional weeks for stealing from someone, we have a reputation to maintain and we will not allow anyone to tarnish it, do you both understand this?" it was that simple as far as he was concerned.

As Sol had dealt with Haraka he seen no real reason to say anything on the matter, he was merely in the wrong place at the wrong time. Moving away from Sol and the others he moved back to Kyran and attempted to help him up "Please, come with me and I will take you to a place you can calm yourself before things happen." he never went into details as it wasn't his place but the twins had told him of an inner battle the newcomer was currently facing and knew from that alone if the stress wasn't reduced it may cause issues to the young man and those in the area "I won't force you to come with me but I would like you to." he said taking the others sleeve, if allowed he would take him to the back of the headquarters and have him sit under the lip of the roof that protected him from rain and snow. and sat a little way away from him.

Kyran wrapped his index and thumb around Ada's wrist when she went to stand up. He needed her nearby but if she wanted to move, the hold was easy enough to break. Putting his free hand against the floor Kyran shakily got to his feet. He stood before the VP shaking violently. Sweat beaded on his forehead and tears still leaked from his eyes. He could do this. The demon laughed as Kyran opened his mouth. "I've come to....join the West Fiore...Trading Company...I was...merely...unprepared...for the amount...of people." He looked around and shuddered. "It has been... a long time... since I've been.. around people."

The stress shuddered through his body with violent force. As one, four voices poured into Kyran's head. At last,... we are free. Now we may wreck havoc on the world! Kyran threw his head back and screamed. Pain ripped through every molecule in his body. It felt as if he was being struck by lightning, burned alive, chopped to bits and dipped in acid all at the same time. If Ada's arm was still in his grasp, Kyran tore his hand away. His body went rigid, unable to move. His scream continued on and on.

The people about the entrance hall to the guild began to fly into a panic. They didn't know why Kyran was screaming. Too many assumed he was being attacked and they rushed every which way to avoid the attacker. The previously calm entrance became a panicked mess within seconds. Kyran stood near the epicenter of it all, lost in the pain of whatever was hitting him.

The chaos of the hall brought the beings in his head to the forefront. Kyran's wide open eyes turned to golden cat eyes. His voice took on a slight purr as he spoke. "It is good. Strong. I will like it here." Fur began to cascade down his arms, a tawny color that shouldn't have been possible. Claws shot out from beneath his fingernails and a deep purring rumbled within his chest. The gold bled from his eyes replaced by a flat red that held no pupil. The talons vanished and the fur upon his arms turned a dark red. The purr transformed into a threatening growl. Nothing was said before Kyran changed once again. The fur fell out, vanishing before it hit the ground. Kyran's hands turned black and wispy, the phenomenon reaching halfway up his forearm. His eyes became a deep green, the pupil reappearing as that of a toad.   "Oo who who! What fun! I will like it here!" Kyran was vibrating as his body changed once again. He went up onto his toes, his mouth open in a silent scream. Fangs sprouted from behind his canines. Scales ran down the backs of his hands. His eyes turned purple, the pupil once more becoming like that of a cat. His voice took on a smoky tone as Kyran looked around. His lips chewed on his lower lip. "So much potential. Yes I'll like this quite a bit."

Kyran's body returned to normal with a snap. He let out one last scream before he collapsed bonelessly to the ground. He was barely breathing. The skin of his hands and forearms was a deep red, an abrasion with no cause. A trickle of blood came out the side of his mouth. The mage stared blankly off into the distance, seeing nothing and hearing no one.

Stubbornly, Yona folded her arms over her chest. Don't throw cups, Yona. Don't hit people for hitting on you, Yona. Wear white, Yona. Don't touch the box, Yona. A frown appeared on her lips. And for the first time she was helping a guy out, getting him into the guild, giving him his belongings back, and when the guy fell apart-- oh got to blame Yona! She was being petulant, but Yona had actually tried to do the right thing. Getting in trouble wasn't supposed to happen when you did the right thing, and she had been in trouble plenty of times.

She huffed, looking at Ruvel briefly and then at the floor. "That's damned unreasonable," Yona grumbled under her breath. Still, she was standing besides Ruvel and it was likely Ruvel would have heard. Not that Yona cared that much. She was feeling annoyed that she had even gotten involved and tried to help. "So, to the training hall still?" Ruvel had requested they go there and now that Yona was annoyed, and punished, she began to stride off quickly. Not far behind her, the willow haired nineteen year old was aware of Kyran's voice as he spoke to Ruvel. She wasn't about to get punished again for sticking around after Ruvel told her to go to the training hall and Yona agreed that getting her irritation out by training was a wiser choice than sticking around.

Yona heard a scream, and strange words, pouring out behind her back. She didn't turn around. Why should she care what weird things Ruvel was probably doing to the poor guy on the floor. Hell, it could have been Haraka, Sol, or that girl who was always drinking, whatever her name was. They could deal with whatever it was, and Yona would go punch something instead of helping them out. Chances were she would get another chance to find someone to help her with her experiments and maybe by then Ruvel would stop picking on her and telling her what to do. Being part of a guild was a real challenge for Yona: she'd never been good at working in groups and she felt no need to be randomly loyal or to trust those around her. Trust would take time, loyalty would take time, and perhaps a serious situation to prove that these people were on her side and not against her would solidify Yona's own relationships with them. But for now, Yona was happy to hold onto her useless petty anger and simply avoid the true feelings beneath.

Exit?:

Adalinda takes a deep breath as she was told she had three weeks of no alcohol as her punishment towards dragging Kyran there. She scratches the back of her head, and nods to Ruvel somberly. "Yes sir... I get it..." She wasn't wanting to get in trouble again. She'd have a hard time as is already with just three weeks of no alcohol. Maybe she needed to get out of the guild for a bit to... not cause trouble...

She looks to Kyran as he grabs her wrist, and she gives him a small, nervous smile as she didn't move too far from him, only crouched next to him as he held onto her wrist. She stands up slowly with him, grabbing his arm to help him up when he started to get to his own feet. She takes a half step back away from him, not going too far away from him in case he needed her still. She was glad he still considered her a friend. She would have felt bad regardless.

When he screamed, Adalinda jumped back a couple steps, ripping her wrist from his hand. She was completely and utterly unsure of how to respond to his sudden scream. They were still in front of the entrance to the guild, and looks over to Ruvel and Sol for assistance of how to fix this. Her jaw hangs open as she hears the voice, and sees his eyes change color. She was trying to think of how to calm everyone around her down, when the fur started to sprout on Kyran, and she was ready to go after him. She slumps her shoulders as the red entered his eyes, along with the talons on his hands. She was preparing for her own spells when they started to disappear. What in the world was going on. She was getting annoyed by all the screaming around her. She brings her index and pinkie fingers to her mouth and gives a loud, quick, sharp whistle to stop everyone's noise just as Kyran's eyes turned green. His voice was rather loud as she had managed to get most of the screaming to cease with her whistle. The last voice that he had, sent chills down her spin.

Kyran falling to the ground, finally had Adalinda jumping into motion, attempting to grab him before he hit the ground too hard. "Crap... crap. Crap!" She quickly looks back at Sol, then to Haraka. They were doctors, right? She moves to go and pick him up under his shoulders. "Someone! Go grab a gurney or whatever!" She was genuinely worried for Kyran, especially after what they had gone through in their last job. Part of her still felt guilty too. Tamaria stayed back as she wasn't sure how to react to Kyrans' actions, figuring it would be best to stay back and away from him for the time being.

Haraka felt calmed a bit by Sols words. Whatever was going on, it wasn't any of his business. The demon had no idea how to help anyway, or so it felt until something changed. The poor stranger really did look stressed, 'Ruvels room sugge-' Whatever thought that was in his mind had cleared away as fast as could be. Multiple different voices, it was a clear sign of demonic possession. For some reason, when it came to things closer to what he should be like, Omaras felt a deep and slightly complicated fear of demons of that sort of nature. His body shivered a bit, closely watching and listening to what was going on with him. In a sense, those who were in a panic snapped him out of the shock induced stillness that had overcome him before. Well, stillness in being unable to move, he hadn't stopped shivering until that point. Blue eyes looked around briefly at the people around, before looking back at the stranger. That one girl was... trying to help the stranger. Right, they had looked like friends. She had even silenced  the chaos, even though she was also probably partly responsible. Still, "That's not how you-" 'like she would know that!' His mind poked mentally before two holes seemed to cut in the back of his shirt, one in his pants. The wings and tail didn't get out of his flesh or anything,it was more like they had been there, hidden in some way that voided them from even interacting with clothing.

The large pair of wings were covered in a flexible and very segmented thin shell coating. The shrimp tail was almost as long as the demons body, the end part of it being the best indication of the kind of shrimp it was, if the glowing and wings weren't a dead give away. His first actions with these parts out? Rush over to the girl and gently scoop the person up. What his arms were unable to support adequately, his wings were able. Once fully in his arms, Haraka pulled the wings around his arms and the stranger until there was little struggle room... Had to be careful as he was hurt, but the possessed who have lost control could easily hurt themselves without something keeping them down. What next? Moving an injured person the wrong way, but he was sure the friend didn't know that, or that those who are mentally weakened and possessed need to be restrained for their own safety until they regain control. "Now he is being properly carried." With that, he started moving along. The only thing loose on his person was... his large bag with lunch and a juice, but at least it would just bang against his legs and things a bit, not the person being carried. After all the chaos that happened, even if it had been calmed down, running around with the person that just scared everyone probably wouldn't be a good idea quite yet.'By the Gods I hope I'm not the only one heading there, why did I even pick him up. This is terrifying but I couldn't just... this is so screwed up.'

The shell on his wings and tail shimmered like midnight blue pearls, glossed with different blue hues in other areas of the shell. Then of course there were the glowing blue markings on the tail and wings. Getting to the hospital took less time than he thought it would, or maybe he was just expecting it to take more time. Maybe he's just hoping nobody would let him do any of this alone. Everything was moving so fast now, he was supposed to be having lunch. Why didn't he let someone else carry this person? This was how he came to the first aid area in the training hall. It was the closest medical area near by, and honestly the biggest medical issue he could grab off of this person at this time was... being possessed. Now was the issue of restraining the person on a surface so they could not hurt themselves. He... didn't see anything in the room for that at all. Maybe it would be better to let someone else this figure. "I... brought someone who needs restraints to avoid getting hurt my himself to a medical room... that either has no restraints or has ones I can't find because I have no idea where most stuff even is!" Was that yelling outside of his head this time? Yes, yes it was. This was not fun. None of this was okay.

When Ruvel told him that the contents of the box were top Priority he instantly nodded since he knew it was a very important matter”Alright Ruvel you have my words I’ll get started on it very soon after we finished up here” he said before he opened a shadow portal and placed the box into it for safe keeping and so Yona or anyone else could not grab it. When the young VP approached and whispered that he was already past his limit two weeks ago the dragons concern deepened. "alright I won’t tell Cirven but please let me know if you get worse ok” he whispered just as softly as Ruvel had so that only he would hear it. He had only been here for a short time but he already was becoming attached to his fellow Vice Presidents and his boss Cirven and he worried for Ruvels health quite a bit.

As Ruvel scolded and punished Ada and Yona he Glanced at Kyran and listened as he explained he wanted to join the company but he was not used to being around people. It was then that the young man went thru a suprising range of transformations before he finally collapsed to the ground with a snap. Yona had walked off and Sol knew he would have to deal with her later but for now he saw Ada pick him up and Sol moved forward as did Haraka.”Ada don’t pick him up yet you have no idea what is wrong you could hurt him worse” he said quickly toget her to fix her mistake . Haraka however managed to get him into a better place while showing a transformation that made the dragon blink for a moment before he moved with the group towards the Hospital and he mouthed one word. “Enkidu”

From a portal suddenly shot out a holy chain and it slithered past Harakas grip and wrapped around Kyran but did not harm him.”sorry but I take no chances considering what we saw” he explained before he spoke again when Haraka seemed lost.”I’ll take it from her newbie” he said before he whistled. Almost instantly three interns were in front of him and Sol started issuing orders.”alright you grab me four sets of magic nullifying cuffs, you get a room ready in the ICU and last but not least one of you grab me the paperwork to admit him” he said as the interns all replied with Yes Doctor and dashed off to get to work. "alright Haraka put him up here its probly better then keeping him upright “ he said as he formed a gurney out of shadows that would hold the boy while they moved so he could be laying instead of standing.

(continue without me as I've been written out)

(Skip me, my character is unconscious and I can't really do anything)

Adalinda gasps as Haraka had wings poke out of his back, completely unsure how to deal with seeing that. She blinks when he took Kyran from him and tilts her head some and put his wings under Kyran's body. To Adalinda, this guys seemed rather... frantic? "Hey! You're going to hurt him more!" She blinks as he and Sol seemed to be leaving to get to the hospital.

"Um! Excuse me?!" She says rather loudly to get Sol and Haraka to stop them in their tracks. She quickly storms in front of them and crossed her arms over her chest as she glares a bit. "Are you guys fucking dumbasses? There's a fucking first aid room in the training hall that's literally just right there! The hospital is about fifteen minutes from the freaking guild!" She wasn't lowering her voice as she had her arm jabbed back towards the door to the direction of the training hall was. Her eyes glance over to Sol. "You've been here longer than I have. Plus you're a Vice President. Shouldn't you have known this?!" She was shaking her head and then pointed to Ruvel. "And apparently you both suck as doctors, as Ruvel CLEARLY doesn't look well! I know Kyran is an issue, but he looks like he may attention as well, you nitwits!"

Tamaria, who had been silent and sitting off to the side as everything went down, came running over and starts shoving at Adalinda's legs to push her back away from Sol and Haraka. "Ada! Stop! You're going to get in even more trouble!" The cat hisses at her with a highly concerned voice. Her eyes had trailed over to Sol, meaning she could get more added onto her punishment if she wasn't careful. Tamaria believed three weeks no alcohol was good enough, but anything else would hurt her slayer more. Adalinda wasn't paying attention to her exceed, her blue eyes boring into both Haraka and Sol as she stood her ground, intent on stopping these two and letting them get their heads on straighter. Yeah, she may have been a bit frantic herself when Kyran collapsed, but there was more than just Kyran in this issue right now. She glances over to Ruvel, and wondered if he would be mad for her outburst, or get onto these two for their actions as well.

(( skip me since an instant healing spell sounds like the only thing that will keep key from not dying. ))

Sol moved and got Kyran on a gurney made of shadows before he heard Ada yell at them before eh ran in front of them as if to block their path with a glare.she then proceeded to call them both dumb asses before bringing up the point of the first aid room in the training hall. Sol had thought that the hospital would be smart but he only sighed as he relized that the training ground would work just as well. Though as the woman called him out on his mistake and also called him a nitwit the dragon could feel a vein in his head throb with annoyance.”Ms Ortinbras I am aware I might have made a mistake but I suggest you quit insulting me. Keep it up and you can be my sparring partner next time I train” he said his tone was calm but if Ada looked at his eyes she would see his sclera were pitch black and his expression was agitated.

“Haraka we are taking him to the training ground first aid station” he said before he motioned for Ada Ruvel and Haraka to follow him. With a simple hand motion the gurney moved with him towards the station and he examined Kyran while they moved.” blood from the mouth and and no rection to things .” he mumbled as he snapped his fingers in front of his face and got nothing.”he is probably looking at internal injuries and he is in a Catatonic state at the moment. Does anyone have any healing magic he is in need of healing badly. I have a spell but its not strong enough for this.” he asked as they got into the first aid station and the shadow Gurney put him on the table while Sol glanced at Ada.” you don’t happen to know his blood type do you?” he asked as he checked the mans pulse and focused on getting him stable .

Ruvel watched the goings on from where he was stood, even in his sickly state he knew what they where doing was stupid and was about to call all three of them out on it before one of those involved called out the doctors on their behaviours. 'And this idiot is in charge of the section that deals with my medicine? I'm not a doctor and can tell what they were trying to do was pure stupidity.' he thought as he started to second guess wither he should get his medicine this time as he had little faith at the current time. "She is absolutely correct though Mr Terumi, you and Mr Omaras are making a huge mistake that no first year medical student would make." he said with a cold frustrated voice as he helped place Kyran into the recovery position. "All three of you missed the large pool of blood that had escaped his mouth meaning he likely has severe internal bleeding then who knows what is going on in the poor man's head." he said looking at Ada, Sol and Haraka with a disapproving look.

"If is injuries are as bad as I believe them to be then he would never make it to the hospital so he would be in fact dead on arrival and it would be out of the stupidity of his friend and two apparent doctors." he grumbled it was clear he wasn't going to hold any punches "And I am pretty sure none of the three of you have effective healing magic if any at all which makes this situation all that much worse." his hand going to his head as he started to feel dizzy but it couldn't be helped "I on the other had do because I believe that it's smart just in case myself or someone I am with get harmed in the middle of nowhere or the middle of a fight, I suggest that you all maybe invest some time and/or money in learning healing spells, abilities or potions." he said taking a few steps back as he started to draw natural light into his mouth, it had been the first time he had ever done this but this seemed like the best time to try it out.

When he gained enough light he then exhaled it towards now laying Kyran, normally this would be an arc but he managed to focus it a bit on the one he wanted to be healed, he knew it may not fully heal everything but it would get him at least out of critical condition. As the light ebbed he fell to his knees coughing light trickling from the side of his mouth, he knew better than to push himself but he didn't mind pushing a bit more to save another. "Edaenz, please help him." he whispered into the air softly eventually a woman in what seemed ceremonial pale green and pale grey robes appeared she almost seems to be shimmering, her hair a translucent blue always in motion even though there is no wind in the area.

Her hands went over Kyran's body one hand softly touching Kyran's body the other his head as she started praying into the wind her body glowing lightly as she started to finish what her summoner had started. After a long few minutes she drew back knowing the young man would be fully healed before going to her summoner picking up his light and now openly fragile form, her creation green eyes staring straight at Haraka and Sol "For doctors you should truly be ashamed of yourselves, learn your craft properly as at the moment in my culture you would be considered nothing more than con men." her voice though gentle showed she was far from amused as she walked into the building to take her young summoner to his room for much needed rest and healing.

Kyran awakened slowly, his eyes coming back into focus. His head was filled with the most unimaginable pain. It was best not to move at all lest he hurt himself more. His breaths turned shallow in an effort to alleviate the pain to some degree. Then they stopped as something slithered across his mind. Something altogether not human and had not been there before he'd collapsed. Kyran closed his eyes, stepping into the recesses of his mind. By the gods. There were more of them now. The original demon was gone. That much he could figure out. However, in its place were four new demons. Kyran would have groaned if he hadn't thought it would cause him more pain.

Looks like our host is awake A shadowy figure hissed. The other demons surged forward eager to greet him. Kyran pulled out of his meditation as quickly as possible. There would be time for learning about these new parasites later. Blinking up at the ceiling of the entrance hall, Kyran felt slight confusion. Why was he here again? Had something happened to him? Regardless, Kyran knew he couldn't move. There was too much psychic damage and there should have been some physical damage as well. This came from what little he knew about demons. Their possessions could be messy things. Their births even more so though he hoped the things in his head hadn't been birthed. That would mean they were bound to him. Kyran did a mental inventory of his facilities. Huh. It appeared as if there hadn't been any damage done whatsoever. He frowned ever so slightly. What had happened while he was out?

Sol's threat to make Adalinda his next sparing partner made a grin form on her lips. "Well, maybe one day I will be. And I'll beat you too!" She declares as she points a finger at the dragon doctor. She felt she could very much do so, become his sparring partner and win one day. As Ruvel started to scold them all, Adalinda started to smile meekly as she was told made a mistake as well with the blood on the ground. She rubs the back of her head and clears her throat. "I'm... sorry... I don't have any medical expertise. Only cuts get band-aids, and broken bones gets casts." She admits to them. Ruvel's suggestion on spending some time learning some healing magic or potions seemed rather intriguing.

She watches how the mage heals Kyran, and blinks a bit at the light. She honestly wasn't expecting it at all. She purses her lips and runs a hand through her hair. The sudden woman appearing after Ruvel had fallen to his knees, made Adalinda scrunch her eyebrows together in confusion. She wasn't aware of everyone's abilities still, so she didn't know what to make of it just yet. Adalinda found the woman to be quite beautiful in her opinion, and covers her mouth a bit. She glanced to Kyran and raised an eyebrow, going over to him while the woman talked to Sol and Haraka. Adalinda's blue eyes glanced back to see her taking the other vice president away from the area.

Her eyes traveled back to Kyran's face, watching till his eyes opened. "Kyran?! You're okay?" She asks in a quiet voice. She was clearly worried over him as she was next to him. She scratches the back of her head as she sheepishly looks down to the ground. "I'm sorry for dragging you here..." She mutters and takes a deep breath. She didn't dare touch him. She looks back to Haraka and Sol, since they were the doctors here. She figured one of them might give him a checkup or something after what just happened.