Cyriana took a deep breath "Calm down, please. You'll get even more hurt if you aren't careful" Her voice was again kind and and calmn as the pale elf moved to stand within an arms reach from Pandora. "This may sting a bit, but it's the quickest way to heal the damage, ok? Now, please brace yourself." She lifted her left hand and pointed towards the girl "Now how did it go again...." Cyriana closed her eyes and concentrated. After what felt like an eternity to her - but had infact only been a second or two - a pulse of healing energy flew at Pandora - though it felt at first like the cut of a blade the pain soon subsided and even fixed the girls dislocated arm. The pale elf smiled warmnly before covering her mouth with both hands and coughing more violently than before - also she used some very colourful language to curse her conditon and some people called the 'Twelve Arcmages'.
Originally Posted by Harbringer
"Wait, what?" Pandora let out a cry of agony as the elf focus on her arm. She had just switched back and had no idea what was going on. A tear rolled down her face and fell to the ground, melting a stone that was there. Her eyes were now closed, she heard Cyriana's coughing. "Are you...okay?"
Jacklyn J. C.
"I... I'm just fine..." Cyriana muttered and spat blood on the floor - not just droplets like usually, but still not much. She shivered noticeably and began moving towards the flaming rock.
Pandora smelled the blood, you don't seem fine... She stepped over towards Cyriana and sat down at the fire. She couldn't see it with her eyes closed, but it wasn't like the aura of any flame she had picked up before... She turned to the "elf", it matched. Pandora took a deep breath and absorbed the heat from the flame. "I wonder if..." she slowly reached out, curious as to whether or not a flame that magical would actually burn. She really was overly naive...
Jacklyn J. C.
"Don't touch the flame." Cyriana made a little glance over her shoulder at Pandora and rolled her eyes. "You'll just end up turning your fingers in to ash long before you even notice the pain." The pale elf seated herself close to the fire. She didn't care about the fact that her clothes might catch fire - it would atleast still be warm, but the others might not take too well to that. "I do not like to brag, but the flames I breathe are quite... potent - even by the standards of other dragonkin."
Pandora sighed and pulled her hand back, she looked down at her dress. Holding up a piece of her tattered apron she sniffed a bit. This would've made Anne go ballistic... She laughed, but it was a sad laugh with an empty smile. "I'm sorry," She said standing up, "I can't stay here..." She didn't want any of these nice people to get hurt because she associated herself with them. She started to leave.
Jacklyn J. C.
Hayate nods in agreement to Tho'ormil and begins his watch by scaling a tree up above them to get a higher vantage point from which to spot potential danger, upon ascension he pulls out six throwing knives and throws them each at a branch, cutting down bundles of grapefruit which hit the ground with a low thud. Hayate slides down the tree with precision only to hit his head on the way down.
"Painful", he says with groan.
Hayate decides to venture out into the forest before morning, he places several traps using some of the fruit he cut down as bait.
Hayate leaves the traps and begins to weaves twigs and leaves into a basket, he soon begins to pick berries and various herbs, given that in his training he knew what was and wasn't poisonous. Hayate begins to walk back to the camp site noticing that the dark sky was becoming brighter. When he finally reaches Tho'ormil and Solari , noticing that they are still asleep and sun had fully risen, he awakens them by dropping the basket of food onto the ground ever so loudly.
"Wake up, breakfast".
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