Naisha couldn't help, but to let a smile appear on her face as Gippal moved her to the chair. She almost felt like a heroine from a bed time story for children. A faint red tones probably appeared on her cheeks, but she had no idea if it really happened. Afterall she still had some lack of blood due to that insane stunt with the blood spear sticking out from her chest. Just the mere thought about it, reminded her of the pain she still felt in that area. The wound was obviously gone, but she still felt after pain from it.

 [color=6ecff6][b]“Thank you.”[/b][/color] The mage said as Gippal wrapped her with the bed cover. Besaid was an island where the weather was warm almost all the time. As such most people here wore very light clothing. She on other hand felt cold all the time. It was almost as if she was an old woman... As such she wore clothing significantly heavier than all the others. This... set of boy summer clothes that Alex seemed to have put her in, did little to keep her warm. Gippal appeared to have remembered that fact, which put another smile on the mage's face.
 
 Taking a last look at the horn that was sticking out of her forehead, Naisha nodded at the boy's question.[color=6ecff6][b]” Yes, I think I am. It's not like this will get easier or the problem will disappear if I ignore it. I will have to leave this place sooner or later, after all it's not even my own home.”[/b][/color] She finished her answer and took a deep breath. People were probably going to react with very negative attitude towards her look right now. She feared that some will even blame her for the deaths her possessed body caused at the arena. There were probably more than a couple of people who saw her then. Not to mention she did cause deaths there... those were going to demand justice. She swallowed the knot that was forming in her throat. There was a good chance that the authorities may be forced to try to use her as a scape goat in case the civilians start to protest about them allowing this horror to happen... Maybe she was over thinking things, but Naisha knew that such thing could happen.

 As the door opened and Gippal led her though it, she closed her eyes as the light from outside was blinding her for a few moments.[color=6ecff6][b]”Let's get this over with as quick as possible... “[/b][/color] She said to her friend. Because of the chaos everywhere right now, people passed by her and still not noticed the horn, better keep it that way as long as possible. The next moment she realized it was not gonna happen though... Gippal was famous he had fans... eventually someone was going to notice him and by extension her.[color=6ecff6][b]” Whatever happens happens!” [/b][/color]
 
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 Finally they were at her humble home. In comparison to other houses, Naisha's family one wasn't the biggest, it was barely average, but to her it was the best there was. She had her own room where she kept all her things. It was big enough to have a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a few other things, but to most it would have appeared cramped, still it had this nice feeling of home.[color=6ecff6][b]” Mom, dad...?” [/b][/color]Naisha asked aloud, but no one replied. She was worrying about them, but she still had to hurry, so she asked Gippal to push her to her room.

 Once there, she quickly got his help with filling her bag as she was barely able to move her hands right now. She had a set of closes put to the side, as she was going to change in that. As for the bags, she had a few spare sets of clothes, a big book she kept written notes and research about her magic. And then there were a few plushies of the aeons that she made. No matter how much she wanted she couldn't sport with the other of her friends so she started to fill her time while the others were having matches and so on with sewing. On that note...[color=6ecff6][b]” Gippal, open that box over there.”[/b][/color] She said to her friend. Inside it there were a bunch of different things. A pair of two sturdy knives, a black crystal bracer, a fancy belt to go with the usual style of clothing Gippal wore, and a pair of neatly sewn together sturdy black leather gloves.[color=6ecff6][b]” Those were supposed to be your birthday gifts, but you never appeared so I just kept them, hoping you will come one day...”[/b][/color]