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[b][u] Aliquam: Academy of the Arts – Performance Hall, Exterior [/b][/u]

The goodwill Mattis extended by picking Lute up and setting him on his feet was utterly wasted; the virtuoso simply crumbled back to the ground, the epitome of unconsciousness while his familiar threw a fit that actually might have stunned the thief if he heard its contents. 

Everything that happened past that was gone for Lute.

“Blufufufufuwegh,” Something weird was in his mouth. It was grainy and salty. The virtuoso lifted his face from the ground and spat out tiny globules of dirt. “Oh Gods did I just…!? Eeeeew!” The last part of Lute’s late reaction was uttered in a high-pitched voice before he got up, struck by a memory of…?

Hey, where was Bunnyface anyway?

Lute yelped and covered his ears when Delilah’s voice exploded within his head. She had just about [i]had it[/i] with his clumsiness! When usually it could come off as stupid but bearable, he just had to make a huge idiot of himself by tripping like that on a mission! “Ow ow ow ow, stop it! I’ll do better next time!” The virtuoso cried out just as Aria approached, which took Delilah’s attention away from his blunder. 

Nobody seemed too hurt… As for the morale, he wasn’t too sure about how everybody felt about the thieves escaping, but he was fine with it. If they struck again, then the Pride could come over and stop them again. Lute shrugged and set himself to doing something more beneficial than fretting about the matter. He removed his jacket and stuffed it under Moira’s head as a makeshift pillow and fanned her as they waited for the Aliquam medics to arrive.