by Masha 1st May 2020, 1:05 pm
Masha marked off a question in her little book. She placed it in its holster at her hip. "That didn't work at all the way I thought it would!" She said cheerfully looking down at her patient. Patient. Dark mage. Prisoner. They were all the same to her. The redhead had been working on her for over an hour. As per guild rules, Masha had gotten permission before beginning. The woman had simply had no idea what she was signing up for. That wasn't Masha's fault in any way. The doctor prodded her patient once more. "Hey, are you alive? Or should I have them toss you in the incinerator? Can't have anyone stealing my work!" The woman groaned. Masha clapped happily. "Oh, goody, you are alive! I wasn't sure since that last bit went awry." The doctor snapped her fingers, summoning the Rune Knights. They looked around the blood soaked room with horror. Masha pulled her apron off, hanging it by the door with her gloves. "I'm all done with her today. Can you take her back to her cell? Oh but don't touch any of those discolored bits. Kay thanks! Bye!"
She skipped out of the jail. Private jails were so much fun! Talk to the Warden, convince the prisoners and you could preform medical experiments all day long! She checked her watch. Oh, no! It was nearly time for her job. She'd completely lost track of time in there. Masha tapped a finger to her lips. Would it be alright to be a little late? Probably not. She'd like to not get a reprimand from her superiors. They might take away her free time! That simply wouldn't do. Now was it better to go meet the clients or her partner? A slip of paper came free of her little book with a jerk. The clients looked closer but the partner... Luna Fennec. The name seemed vaguely familiar. It might be a connection to the past she'd lost. Drat! What a hard choice. Professionalism or the key to her past?
The doctor decided to head for the clients. If Dies Irae kicked her out, she'd have to manage funding her own experiments. Or at least, finding patients without a legal guild's backing. That didn't seem possible given how hard it was even with that backing. She'd barely made any headway with her experiments due to the stonewalling. The nerve of these people. How could they be so rude?! All she wanted to do was make people's lives better. Improve the little imperfections they had and possibly enhance their better qualities. There was an endless amount of people that didn't have access to magical treatment or didn't get it in time. With her experiments, even non-mage doctors could help patients they normally wouldn't be able to.
Masha's feet had begun moving while she was deep in thought. They did that sometimes. It was like they had little minds of their own, knowing where she wanted to go. Good Feetsies. She giggled at herself. Well, with her feet doing their job, she could focus on other things. The redhead closed her eyes and started humming to herself. A few minutes into her power walking, someone called out to her. "Lady, look out!" "Hmm?" Her eyes popped open. A man wrapped in shadows was charging her. He wasn't a powerful mage. Maybe C rank at best but likely still D rank. The knife in his hand however was filled with substantial magic. A rank at minimum. That weapon might actually pierce her skin.
A young boy threw himself in front of her. The doctor blinked. The young man had his arms outstretched, no visible way of defending himself. The redhead felt rather irritated at his attempt to protect her. "What do you think you are doing?" She asked yanking the young man out of the way. Her stomach rumbled for some reason when she touched him. "Throwing yourself in front of someone is useless if you can't defend yourself." Her free hand closed on the attacker's wrist. A twist snapped the forearm bones. Masha threw the man down and planted a foot on his back. "You shush up and stay there. I'll get to you in a moment." She rounded on the boy. He looked in awe of her. It was a look she was used to seeing. "I say again what were you thinking? That knife could have killed you. You probably didn't even realize it was magic, did you? That was unbelievably stupid-"
A small girl carrying a massive mace moved in front of the boy. "Leave Kenta alone! He was only trying to help you!" She glared at Masha. The doctor was taken aback by her ferocity. The name also flickered in her mind. Ah, so these children must be... "Kenta? You must be Yuka then. I'm Masha Dymonrel, the DI representative who took the job with you. I'm sorry for yelling at you, Kenta, but you must think before you act." Little Yuka continued to stare at Masha. The doctor realized she wasn't getting through to the girl. Kneeling down on the dark mage, she picked up the knife. "Look at this, Yuka, with your magic sensory abilities." Masha saw Yuka's eyes widen. A small smile touched her own lips. "Do you see now? Kenta didn't have any way to defend against this when he jumped in front of me. It could have really hurt him." Masha saw Kenta peeking out from behind his sister. His eyes were filled with horror. Good. They both understood.
The doctor mage got to her feet, stowing the knife in her belt. "Shall we go meet Ms. Fennec? She is the only person not here at the moment." Kenta looked down at the man under her feet. His lips opened to ask a question. Masha answered it with a sharp stamp of her feet. The man's neck snapped, killing him instantly. "I think we should be going now." The children - teenagers really - nodded. They looked like they were trying to understand her actions. "I'm in Dies Irae. We don't suffer dark mages, believing the best one is a dead one. He attacked me, he paid the price. I'm not one to leave an enemy running free." The redhead led the way toward the rendezvous.
A woman was sitting on the edge of the fountain where they were supposed to meet. Masha waved happily to her. When they got a bit closer, the redhead stuck her hand out toward the woman. "Hi there! I'm Masha Dymonrel! Are you perhaps Luna Fennec? Cause if you are, that's fantastic! I have Kenta and Yuka with me right here." She stepped aside, revealing the children. That was that. They had all met. They could get moving. Kenta's actions had made a few ideas pop into Masha's head. Experiments to accomplish regarding defense in unpredictable situations. The faster they got this job done, the more specifics they could work out. \
WC: 1167
TWC: 2187/16,000
