[IC] Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

[Burthstone]

Mayt headed to no particular spot on the bar and asked for a drink. He had told Sasha his head felt fine, if it did hurt a bit. He gave her a thumbs up as she went off to talk to Lazarus. His thoughts wandered. He didn't have anyone in particular to talk to, or anything to say. He already had plans for almost the next week, most of that.would be resting and hanging about the guild of course. He leaned back in his chair, hoping a little bit he might end up fighting Angelo. But since he had a win and Mayt didn't, that was an unlikely matchup. He just yawns and sighs, waiting for his drink patiently. He eventually leans on the counter and puts his head down, feeling oddly tired, and closes his eyes, letting out soft little breaths.

[MarshiestMallow]

Jarvis poked Mayt, giving his shoulders a shake. "No sleeping for you" He said "Not fo a few hours yet" The bartender said this sternly, but with some concern. "Sit up. Tell me where you are. Who you are. Who I am. What we have been doing today. Just keep talking, please" Jarvis had learned to notice concussion and there symptoms-with this guild, knocks to the head were quite likely to occur daily. "Tell me what you're feeling"

[Burthstone]

Mayt groaned and sighed, sitting up. "Fine. We're at the Guild, I'm Mayt, I never quite caught your name. Today we've been doing a tournament to determine two S-Class wizards, talk talk talk talk talk talk." He paused for a moment. "Right now I feel kind of tired, and I kinda want to fight Angelo. Since I know he thinks he's better than he is, and his easy win with Sasha would've merely reinforced this fantasy. But I'll probably not get picked to fight him, as he and Lazarus have both won. So they'll go up against each other, and Angelo will most likely lose. Lazarus has some sort of emotional investment in Sasha, so he'll fight harder to try and make her feel better about losing. Not to mention Angelo's lightning only works if he can aim it properly at the target. Lazarus is fast." He looks at Jarvis with a bored expression, suggesting 'are we done yet'?

[MarshiestMallow]

Jarvis sighed. "Good enough, but you still aren't sleeping. And I wouldn't recommend alcohol" Jarvis said, "Larazus isn't fighting Angelo next, I believe he's fighting Damian, and Angelo will fight who wins from Wes and..I believe it's Scier. I doubt it was an easy win-Angelo didn't escape unharmed, and Sasha did put up a good fight, despite being injured. I suggest you eat something, it you can stomach it, and rest" Jarvis shrugged, and filled a drink, giving it to the guilld member who ordered it

[Zarkun]

Once Sasha had sat down with Lazarus, Damian let a tired sigh escape his lips before going up to his room and sitting on the bed to remove his combat boots and officially look at the cuts he'd taken to his legs during his fight with Sasha. Wiggling his toes once they were free from the boots, he took off the leather armor he'd been wearing and his pants, looking over the cuts. The one from the bird bombers was shallow. having skimmed his leg when he was pulling, for lack of a better phrase, offensive defense and dodging while attacking the birds. The slash from the tiger claws, however, were considerably deeper and hurt a bit more. It was nothing he couldn't ignore in the fight, but he didn't want to risk infection.

Finishing undressing and grabbing a change of clothes for the next bout, he steps into the shower and sighs. Lazarus... The man was more powerful than he let on and could even access what he was calling Devil Transformation magic until he was informed otherwise. "Two types of magic...one common weakness..." He relied on a heavy amount of magic in most of his spells that he'd seen, with the exception of the flame enveloped fists and the beam he'd used. He had a couple spells that might be able to hold against the Tower of Judgement, but he wasn't sure he should employ any of the Alpha or Omega spells too quickly. He certainly didn't plan on staying stationary if he didn't have. Grabbing the soap, Damian sets to washing the cuts and inhales sharply when the soap started cleaning them, the stinging unexpectedly painful.

Finishing in the shower after just a few minutes, he gets out and gets dressed and armed again, going down stairs and taking a seat next to Lazarus and Sasha while keeping an eye on Mayt and listening to the two speak. Something still didn't sit right with him about Mayt's condition.

[Burthstone]

Mayt groaned when he was prohibited from sleeping, then nodded to Jarvis. "Then I'll take water and food, any kind that isn't fish will do, I'm allergic. That should help get my strength back up, neh?" He rubbed his nose, making little pops as he rubs skin against the cartilage of his nose. "And I'd like to be able to take it outside to watch the next fight." He added this as an afterthought. He was curious as to who would win, Lazarus or Damian. He had done damage to Lazarus with his sword if he remembered right, so a sword master could do a bit, but Lazarus also had likely learned to deal with swords by their bout. It could easily go either way. Well, depending on how good Damian is. Mayt expected quite a fight.

[MarshiestMallow]

"Go ahead" Jarvis said, "I'll bring it out" He already turned to grab Mayt a plate of food and some water.

Sasha looked up when Damian returned, seeing he had showered, and changed. "Oh, good. You can watch them now, and I'll go shower. Or try to" She said brightly, getting up, "I'll be back before your fight" She said, or rather hoped. She went to her dorm, setting out a change of clothes, she discarded those that she was wearing, very carefully taking the bandage off her side, she set the bandage aside to reuse, and headed to her shower.

She didn't have the water too hot, nor too cold. Instead, she had it just right, letting the water flow over her and ran her hands through her hair until she was satisfied that sshe was as clean as she could get without damaging her injuries. She dried, careful not to open her stitches. She took the time to put some more salve on the wounds, grimacing at the blue and black patchwork of bruises over her body, before dressing.

She sat on her bed for a moment, before sighing and heading back downstairs. She frowned, and went over to Mayt as he spoke with Jarvis. "Why don't you use a swallow of the health potion? You'd still have one left, and you won't be concussed" She had only just remembered the potion

[Burthstone]

Mayt stood up as Sasha started talking, and turned towards her. "I mean, it's a good idea, but I won't. Jarvis has to put up with what I did to him, it'd be unfair not to do the same, Besides, a concussion isn't the worst injury I could have. I'm not bleeding, even if my clothes are burnt a little from his attacks." He looks down at his tattered clothes. "I don't look that great though, I'll go clean up after this next fight." He nods, as if confirming to himself that was his plan. He slid his hands into his pockets. "I also assume you're going to watch Damian and Lazarus fight as well? I didn't see Damian's fight with you, so I'm not sure how good he is, but I'm certain it'll be a close match." He smirks amusedly, then nods to her. "Why don't we go grab seats before it starts?"

[MarshiestMallow]

"Okay" Sasha said, nodding. It was probably best anyway, they might have need of it when attacking the ninja guild, "Still, if you get worse, I'll have the others hold you down and pour it into you mouth" She said jokingly, but there was seriousness in her tone

She nodded when he asked if she was going to watch the fight, "Yeah, it should be a good fight. I look forward to it. They could probably start soon, if Larazus can stand without falling over I guess" She said, "Sure, but it might be best to stay a bit back" She said, grabbing her satchel where she had left it by the bar before the fight, and slinging in over her uninjured side, starting out, looking back to wait for Mayt

[Burthstone]

Mayt kept up with Sasha, walking somewhat slowly. He still wasn't entirely sure of his balance, and didn't want to embarrass himself. "We're not attacking the guild, we're scouting. Attacking would be suicide with three people." He would look around the area for a nice spot to watch, and head for it, still at his slow but diligent pace. He looked very casual, and he ran his fingers through his hair. "Also, I'd prefer if Lazarus stayed back until we needed help. His abilities generate a lot of light, which is extremely visible when you're trying to stay out of sight and find the location of something. I hope he'll be okay with that. If he isn't... Then we'll see what happens." He sits down slowly, crossing his legs and leaning back on his hands. "We'll attack with the rest of the guild and when we've scouted out the enemy."

[Expolar]

Scier vs Wes

Wes

Wes stared at the opponent wondering what exactly he should do. Offensive or defensive, but with for now it could be better to play safe. Gravity proxi, arms. Gravity stride..His poncho, beginning to ruffle about with gravity suddenly shifting around him with his arms being covered by concentrated amounts of gravity circulating around his arms like sleeves and his gravity stride flowing around him ready to skid himself around the environment when the situation calls for it.

Scier

Scier focused, steeled his senses and didn't let even the slighliest change in the wind to go unnoticed. He calmed his breaths, observed his opponent and stood ready. what he saw, all he felt, every sensation and feeling, all the secrets was right in front of him... all he needed to do was to decypher them and respond to each one, exploit each flaw... yes, his opponent would tell him all about them, where his weakness lay... his stance... breathing, movement pattern... all and everything would hint towards the next move, and Scier read into each one in an attempt to predict it. But a hunter's game were no game of chance or hesitation, it had no room for mistakes or second guesses... Scier could see something change about his opponent, the shift in his clothing and in the end only two opptions existed, either you attack you foe... or your respond to their aggression. If Wes didn't attack, it meant he defended himself... Scier took a slightly sideward stance while calmly pulling a single arrow out of his quiver at his side and put it in his mouth, then he drew another one and laid it at his string. 'So... Show me your weakness, how will you move... how will you respond' he thought as he slowly pulled the string back while stretching out his left arm, and then he fired... not one, but two arrows, the second slightly delayed but still following the first a she adjusted for wind, movement and pace to see how his opponent would react., both aimed towards Wes, both aimed for vital points... both aimed... to kill.

Wes

As Scier was about to fire his arrows, Wes grabbed one end of his poncho, quickly whipped it off to catch the arrows and crouched down. It wasn't his first time dodging projectiles since some member of the Magic Management Council like using such ways to catch their targets. While he was crouched however, he looked at Scier, gravity push, up. As he lifted his hand up, the gravity around Scier started to shift up which could cause him to go up and fall to one of his sides. And while in hopes that Scier is trying to regain balance, Wes dropped his poncho and sprinted forward with the help of gravity stride boosting his speed. When he got close enough to him, Wes thrust his left arm out with an open palm at Scier and began to transfer all the concentrated gravity from his arm to Scier's body so he could soon better control his Scier's own space that circulating around him.

Scier

Scier watched Wes's every move, every fibre of his body telling him what was about to happen 'I was hoping for something more interesting... but I suppose that do' he thought and saw that Wes crouched down, it was certainly no dodge seeing how he already had defended himself, which meant that this was Wes's counter, Scier quickly galnced towards the ground and felt the shift in gravity as Wes raised his arms 'Aah, I see... Sl that's your ability' he thought and Quickly threw his bow into the air as he cart wheeled out of the way before cathcing it once again and then was back on hsi feet once more as Wes charged at him. Scier figured he could end this now with a single slice, yet he noticed the change in normal speed hinting of magic use once more, 'To direct...' he thought as he side stepped Wes's direct attack, watching his movement he could easily tell in which direction he was heading, the speed would work agianst him massivly, Seeing Wes use his Gravity push Scier quickly grabbed him around his wrist with his left arm and around his arm with the other then a smooth step later and he would easily throw Wes over his shoulder and as far into the distance as his projectiled speed would carry him, "Impressive... Limitless... Arrow!" He said and fired an Arrow straight up into the air, Anti-gravitational enrgy and space would make it able to move completely independant of the aspects of nature, meaning that Scier could direct it exactly where he wanted it to go, and in this Case it aimed Right for Wes. In most cases one could say an archer would be at a heavy dissadvantage against someone controlling force and gravity... but in Scier's case... it was probably the best match up he could have for a first match.

Wes

Being thrown back behind Scier, Wes was realized that he had a good reaction time but that could prove difficult. When he noticed that an arrow fired into the air and redirected itself towards Wes, he was glad that he didn't transfer his gravity proxi to Scier. He hit the palms of his hands into the ground and began transfering his gravity. He lifted a blanket of dirt between Wes and Scier so that it could help obstruct Scier's vision in front of him. While the blanket of dirt was still in the air, Wes immediately lifted meter size of harderned dirt blocks into the air, with one block directly blocking the arrow's path towards Wes. Once he heard the arrows stop, he hurled the force of the blocks of hardened dirt towards Scier, he soon realized after through that the arrows actually grazed Wes's right arm enough to bleed.

Scier

As Scie's vision ahead and of his foe were clouded by a blanket, he knew the time for action span once more.he smiled slightly as he turned tail and took a moment to directly head straight back as far as he could, and then he ran to the side as even thought his vision of Wes was clouded... the same applied the other way around meaning that if he moved... any desperation attacks would likely miss him if he just ran out of its immidiate striking zone. A Hunter's best friends were his guile and his agility, regaining his stance he waited for the opening that Wes eventually would give, it was obvious in the moment that once he propelled two large boulders at him, he would need to drop the veil protecting him... and he would also likely be much too busy controlling two huge chunks of earth than to be able to defend himself. And there it was, Scier took aim and then he fired straight at Wes once he gave an opening "Limitless... Arrrrroooows" he said as he fired two shots at once directly ahead, then quickly followed up with two that split up around to strike from the sides in case the bolders were used as a shield. the speed of his 'Free moving' arrows would likely be much faster than the rocks moving with gravitational energy, It was not jsut any shot Scier fired at this moment... it was 'The shot...' the shot that never should miss, the Kill shot... He bettet it all on this single shot to reach Wes and end the match before the chunks became a danger to himself.

Wes

After hurling the blocks forward by having the gravity behind them shoot out, Wes crouched as he turned to reach with his left hand to feel his right arm that was grazed by shot from earlier. But when he did that and turned his head he saw Scier fire two arrows at him which stabbed his left arm instead of around his heart. There was pain, but he still had enough strength to continue. He wasn't going to be stopped by just a few arrows, he trained for years and still searched for answers as to why someone would destroy his town. Wes still had gravity stride on him and decided to shoot himself up by having the gravity boost him high into the air and over the view of the sun from Scier's point of few, so that it could help blind him enough for a short bit. By doing so, Wes pulled the two arrows out and sling his arm in a down motion as he used gravity push to force Scier to fall down, which allowed Wes to grab arrows from his right hand to his left and fired both with gravity proxies to help force the arrows at Scier and make sure he wouldn't miss.

Scier

Scier Saw the two arrows that he shot first hit Wes's arm and was slightly surprised to see that he still could move it considering that the arrows probably went right through it, yet it had the intentional effect of having Wes drop control over the two boulders. And as Wes were tending to his arm and planning to leap up in the sky, Scier didn't remain idle, he quickly ran out of the way to evade the large boulders that without control still could have crushed him if he remained, yet now their effect vained. Still Wex leaped up into the direct sunlight and used some kind of gravity push to make Scier fall over, it hurt a bit but not too much, Seeing Wex pull out the arrows he knew what would come next, Wex would try to pin him and use his own arrows against him, sadly... that would still be a terrible mistake. 'I guess this is the end than...' "Boundless Arrow... " he said calmly while flicking his fingers slightly, the arrows would stop in their tracks as gravity no longer effected them. "Return to sender..." he said as the arrows spun around and shot back at Wex, with the addition of the two 'other' arrows he shot previously in case Wex would shield himself from the first two... now they would fly at Wex straight from behind, if this weren't end game, Well then Scier knew he would be forced to reveal another card.

Wes

Scier might of not fully realized it, but Wes has the most mobility once he was in the air since he can kick his legs in the air causing the gravity to propel him in any direction in a jump like motion. Thus, it allowed him to easily evade the arrows on a more open three dimensional space than on a flat two dimensional space which was the ground. Which soon, Wes was able to catch the arrows before they could change their direction after he changed his. After catching and breaking the arrows that were on his pursuit, he panted for a bit from both his injured arms, but he caught breath while he remained in the air and noted himself that he should of and started to anticipate Scier's next moves. However, since Wes now has an aerial advantage now, he started to endure the pain on his arms and shaped his hands into guns. Gravity push, gun shots, as he fired small but powerful shots of gravitational force at Scier while also moving in various directions with each fire so Scier should have a difficult time shooting a moving target too.

Scier

Scier watched Wes dodge the arrows, however Scier now knew that he had two choices, either he ended this match now... or he lost on purpose. Still he knew that loosing here would achieve nothing, So far the amount of force and counter force balance was far off and this was Scier's key to victory, all it required.. was to set the scales back in balance. He estimated Wes to believe that he would try dodging, roll out of the way... or try to evaid his shos so that he could keep him on the run... but no... As Wes kept pushing and pushing... it was time... time to Start, the pulling... Scier got up, took a deep breath and then took a solid more defensive stance as he let the bullets of gravitation hit him directly, it was very painfull, like powerful punches right to his left arm and parts of his legs as he shielded his more voulunable head and side. 'This is the end... ' "Black Void" he said as he suddenly reached out, and with all his power, he used his Second card, His ranged magic negation... using Wes pushing force in the opposide way... a Gravity pull, becomming like a black hole, he would rip Wes out of the heavens, draw his dagger in the same momentum and as Wes came crashing towards him he would twist around and slam his fist right into his face while still holding his dagger. "Its over!" he would roar.

Wes

Wes felt himself suddenly fall straight towards Scier and became stuck in the gravitational field that was bringing him to Scier. However, Wes decided that if he was stuck going in one direction, he matter well push himself even further by increasing the force for the gravity to Scier. Gravity proxi, "Fist impact!" he drew it back clenched his fist as concentrated amounts of gravity circulated around his fist that would exert a great amount of force once it planted directly in Scier's face. However, right before Wes and Scier's fists collided on their face, Wes felt something sharp pierce through his body.

Scier

Scier realized that Wes was going to use the speed of the pull and an additonal push to plant a blow to him, eyes widening slightly he realized that would end bad and thus changed his previous intention even if just by instinct. Lowering his hand from the direction Of Wes's face and out of the way of Wes's counter, his other hand moved sideward as he did, with no real intention behind it, his instincts kicked in, turning the bladed point towards the attackers body to deliver one single deadly blow... he blackened out slightly at the moment, evaded slightly and let the moment do the rest... When he turned heard the Sound of Wes's body fall to the ground and realized that the dagger was missing from his hand he finally realized what had happened, in the brief moment of exchange, he had shifted his stance... and let Wes become impailed on his dagger rather than hitting his head and getting hit himself and in the force of the moment the dagger had been knocked out of his hand.

Standing there only starring, with pain from his arm throbbing and swet pouring down from all over his body, he realized one thing... Wes didn't seem to be moving, breathing out heavy he fell back.. didn't really know what to do for a moment... yet he pushed himself back, went to Wes and turned him around, seeing his hand turn red he realized that the blade must have pierced Wes's heart. In realization he fell back once more, leaving the dagger where it was, "oh no... I.. i didn't mean too... Wes.. I'm sorry..." he said rther hapless where he now sat, he had killeed many things in his life... but never another human being... this was certainly the worst case scenario in his mind comming true...

Wes

Wes felt his body stop as he fell to the ground and couldn't move. He could feel something coming from his chest, but couldn't get a good enough view as to what it was. After a few seconds, Wes tried lifting his head up only to have blood cough up and fell back down. "Aghh... h...h... hehehehe! I didn't reall...y think I would go ou...t like this. But at least my suf... suffering can end here. If only I ha...d more time, mayb-" Wes muttering stopped as a strange bright light started to consumed him. "Heh, so... is this what death fe..eels like. If only." He shed a single tear before the brightness made his physical appearance fade and then suddenly vanish up within the air.

[MarshiestMallow]

. Sasha matched Mayt's pace, not wanting to push her friend, sitting down beside him. "a just in case we end up having to attack. This is a ninja guild. They might see us coming" She said, "Lazarus will stay back, ready to help if we need it. I'll see that he does, although he seems to be worried that something will happen to me if he isn't there" She said, watching the fight with Wes and Scier, which didn't seem to be ending, and then Wes was on the ground, a shocked Scier turning towards him, and Sasha feared the worst.

"Oh, no."

---

Master Jamie was too slow to stop what she saw was going to happen, and she shouted, but it was too late. He was already half-way towards Wes and Scier as Scier realsied what had happened, "JARVIS!" Master Jamie shouted, sounding frightened as he reached Wes and Scier, only to be pushed back at the light. Her eyes widened and she tried to reach for Wes, but then he was gone.

Master Jamie looked about widely, kneeling down, trying to figure out what happened. She grabbed Scier to prevent him moving. "Scier, this wasnt your fault...I don't know what happened. I don't know what's going on here" Jarvis had run outside, but seemed confused, unsure what had happened.

"Take Scier inside. Give him a drink. The tournament is over for today. Damian will be fighting Lazarus, and by default, Scier-Angelo. If Scier is up to it. Otherwise..." Master Jamie didn't know, and she dropped her head, closign her eyes, a tightness across her chest. "I don't know. Just do what needs to be done, Jarvis" Her voice was soft.

[Iatos]

Scier just stood there with his shocked expression still remaining on his face and his eyes wide, he hardly noticed that someone started pulling on him saying stuff. bout then what he saw before him was not even human any longer... it was a Deer, the first one he animal he ever took down. He remembered it so well for a moment, how he as a kid had felt such sad and grief that an animal had to die back then... even if he had hunted many times after without feeling remorse... a slight change of pace sure brougth back strange memories. Yet he suddenly felt so warm... so light headed, the sun beating down on him... his arm throbbed, his head throbbed... but most of all... his very heart and soul throbbed hard. He haden't really realize how hard the adrenaline were coursing through his body, his mouth was all dry and he couldn't even speak because of it, all remaining was the knowledge that he would have done the same if the situation happened again... yes he would kill... kill to survive... that was what imprinted in his very soul. Yet he just stood there, while looking like he would topple over at any second.

[Zarkun]

Damian heard Master Jamie bellow for Jarvis and couldn't help but race outside to find out what had happened. He got there in time to see Wes vanish in a strange light and the new guy, Scier, standing shocked, almost like he was about to fall over. Racing over to him while Jarvis spoke with the master, he guides Scier to a spot off the field to sit down. "Easy, buddy. It wasn't your fault. Trust me, you did well. Just relax." Making sure he wasn't going to pass out without warning, he quickly goes over to where their fight had happened and started looking it over. It then occurred to him he'd never tried to determine the events of a battle involving magic and that he didn't know what kind of magic either one used.

"Right then," he muttered, "this should be interesting." Going where Wes had been lying, the red stains were hard to miss, which worried Damian. That much blood meant a connection with nothing short of a major artery, if not The heart... Refusing to think that had actually happened, he keeps trying to figure out what had happened based on the scuffs and other marks on the field.

[Burthstone]

MAyt covered his eyes when the light happened, and gasped. After a moment he brought his hand back down. He looked a tad worried about Was and what happened, due to all the yelling, but he didn't get up and go over to them, not wanting to get in the way. He looked over at Sasha, confused. "What happened?" His voice wavered slightly, and he lifted up his head to try to see, but the angle wasn't god enough, and he sighed. "Where's the other guy?" Was all else he could think to say. He was pretty sure you needed two people to duel. Unless the first had illusion magic, which the winner didn't seem to have. He looked at Sasha, now completely confused, and hoping she can answer those questions for him.

[MarshiestMallow]

Master Jamie knew what the blood meant, there was too much to be anything but an artery. Yet as far as he knew wizards did not disappear in a glow of light as they died. So what was going on here? She looked up to the sky where the light had come from, frowning.

Master Jamie had a feeling he'd be doig some reading tonight, to figure out what had happened. He was pretty sure it didn't have anything to do with heaven or hell, but se still called out "Lazarus? A moment please" if anyone had an idea what the glowig light had been, stealing Wes away, but she needed to cover all bases.

Sasha pushed herself up in a standing position, horrified, shocked and confused. "I think...I think Wes died...and then the sky ate him" she said, realizing that she probably sounded crazy. But she looked around, and the others seemed just as confused. So she knew she wasn't crazy. She sat, taking out her sketch pad, she quickly began to draw what she had seen, but even then it still didn't make sense.

It was just Wes, blood sweeping over his chest, as like formed around him. It didn't reveal anything, and it just served to make her more confused. She shook her head "what do we do?" She said to Mayt, worried and frightened.

[YipeeXD]

Lazarus was shocked. He was watching the fight like everybody else. He just disappeared. It was almost like how a celestial spirit returned home. He was confused. Wes was no spirit. He immediately hobbled over to the master. "Yes master, I have no idea what that was if you were wondering." He paused. "Well..." He pondered for a moment. "There is one thing..." He paused again. "Midnight blitz." He said it very coldly. It was a dark spell he had seen whilst walking the church library. "Fooling everyone with it warming appearance, it is very powerful dark magic. Only one of the wizard saints would have to power to use such a spell. The idea is that is brings instant removal from this universe." He sighed. "Nobody here is powerful enough to use that, except you master." He frowned. "It can't be that."

[Burthstone]

Mayt shook his head. "I have no idea what we could do to help. I say we let Master Jamie handle this, even he looks confused by this. I hope he'll be okay, but... I have my doubts." He starts to slowly stand up, almost falling once. He grabs onto Sasha unintentionally, hoisting himself up. He seems a little pained. "Guess we'll have to come back tomorrow to see Damian and Lazarus though. I'm going to go take a nap." He started walking back towards the guild, seemingly unworried about anything now. He doesn't stop when he enters the guild, and it's evident he means to leave. He almost walks into a couple people, but dodges them last minute and continuing to the door. He does, however, manage to clip a table, and he stops for a moment, rubbing that spot before continuing on.

[MarshiestMallow]

"Hey!" Jarvis called after Mayt, "you walking into tables, you aren't going anywhere until we know you're okay" a healer was just coming in from outside, and stopped in front if Mayt. "Are you experiencing balance issues?" The healer, a kind looking woman, asked.

Sasha sighed, rising once more, she went over to Master Jamie and Lazarus, as well as Damian, seeing him there examining the spot as well.

"That's all I needed to know. Then this isn't heavens intervention. There's only a few things it could be. Go rest Lazarus. You'll need it for tomorrow" Master Jamie was saying, and Sasha thought there was a weariness she could never imagine feeling in the masters voice. Master Jamie made no move to leave, and Sasha stepped up, taking Lazarus hand in hers, "let's go sit down, go rest" she said softly, kindly, if only to give the master some space.

[Burthstone]

Mayt sighed as he was stopped. He just wanted to take a quick nap, and looked annoyed. "Maybe a little, but my entire body is sore and I'm tired, so of course I'm a little unbalanced." He crosses his arms, looking the healer over, then he snaps. "I forgot my coat anyway." He turned and started to head back to the bar to grab his coat, taking extra care to maneuver around tables to get it. "I'll be fine, I'd just like to take a quick nap okay? Jeez. You act like I got a limb chopped off or something horrible like that." He pulls his jacket back on as he says this, and turns towards the door again.