[center][h1] [color=ec008c]Elizabeth[/color] and [color=bc8dbf]Emiliah[/color][/h1][/center]
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[h1] Hunters of Artemis[/h1] 

Emiliah returned the next day to check on Flint, wanting to talk with him when he wasn't..narcoleptic. She could tell the moment she entered the tavern that something was...off.  There were a few earlier to midday risers muttering about something that happened last night.  Emiliah wasn't shy about her eavesdropping  and the people who she heard seemed more than eager to talk louder about what had happened after she left last night.  

It took her less than a moment to hear about what Elizabeth had done at the bar and  less than fives to hear about last night's activities.  

[color=bc8dbf]"That...stupid,"[/color] Emiliah could feel her blood start to boil, as though it was her that these men were talking about. It might has well have been. [color=bc8dbf]"No," [/color] Emiliah thought. 'I'm not going to let that drunk....cow ruin everything that I have worked to create here. Not in a million years,' with that she bolted up  to the top of the stairs to Liz's room. Inside she found the door busted in and everything broken. But no Liz. With a growl she started raising down the stairs, only to run straight into Sophie. 

Sophie was just getting ready to put away her medical supplies, and start waiting tables. She smiled when she saw Emiliah, and was about to start a friendly chat when she noticed the grimace on the girl's face. "Emiliah, what's wrong? What were you doing upstairs?" Sophie's brow furrowed in concern.

[color=bc8dbf]"Where is SHE Sophie," [/color] She said, her voice only a new octaves away from a growl. [color=bc8dbf]"She is ruining everything," [/color]

Sophie chewed on the inside of her cheek, and shook her head. "Elizabeth you mean? She should be in her room. Flint and I had to calm her down, but they kicked me out." Sophie sighed, wondering what trouble they were getting into. 

[color=bc8dbf]"I was just in her room Sophie, no one is there,"[/color]  she said  [color=bc8dbf]"You have to tell me, where is she.  I swear that girl has already ruined half the reputation I built for female hunters in less then half a night. I need to find her, do you have any idea what they are saying out there?" [/color]

Sophie pursed her lips, and wiped her hands on her blouse. "You'd have to check Flint's room, that's the most likely spot." She did hear a few whispers as she walked around, but she hadn't thought much of it. "Do you really want to do that though?"

[color=bc8dbf]"Why wouldn't I want to do that Sophie?" [/color] asked Emiliah, raising an eyebrow.  The worse thing that could happen is that she walked in on them having sex. While the thought left a heavy weight in her stomach, she found it unlikely, as Flint was still pretty beat up. 

"Well, you were fighting rather heavily before." Sophie recalled the previous argument they had just had, and she raised her eyebrow at Emiliah. "Well, you can do what you want. Just don't make it loud, it disturbs the customers."

[color=bc8dbf]"How about I promise to make it quick instead?" [/color] She said with a quick smile to Sophie, before taking off towards Flint's room. She knocked once,  before shoving the door open.  She saw Elizabeth laying in bed, but no Flint.  She walked across the room and grabbed the blankets off the sleeping girl with one yank. [color=bc8dbf]"Get up," [/color] she said in her near growling voice again. 

Elizabeth groaned as light flooded into the room. Who just barged into a room like that? She only had to wait a moment before she knew who it was: Emiliah. She sighed as the sheets were pulled off of her, but instead of getting up, she curled herself into a tight ball and placed a pillow over her head. "Go away Emiliah. What are you doing here?" As soon as she spoke, she felt her head throb. The hangover was coming faster than she had expected. 

[color=bc8dbf]"I'm hear fixing the mess you've gotten yourself in,"[/color] she said crossing her arms. [color=bc8dbf]"Now, you may either get your clothing and come down with me willingly, or I drag  you out dressed as you are," [/color]  She crossed her arms,  although Elizabeth had a good three or four inches on her, Emiliah had slightly more muscle  from a life time of training. [color=bc8dbf]"Make your choice, you have three....two....on-"[/color]

"Fine! I'm up, I'm up." Elizabeth grumbled, sitting up in the bed and rubbing her eyes. It was far too early for this. She didn't want to see anyone, especially not Emiliah. "What are you doing here? Where are you taking me?" She got up from the bed and stretched her legs, her feet still sore. She checked her bandages, and glanced at Emiliah. "I can't walk too much, guess you'll have to save this for tomorrow." That was a lie, because although her feet were sore she was able to walk just fine. "Goodnight." She crawled back onto the bed, and yawned. 

Emiliah reached out and caught Liz by her foot and yanked her off the bed. [color=bc8dbf]"Fine, nightclothes it is,"[/color] she said, dragging the girl towards the door. [color=bc8dbf]"And if your feet hurt, you should have thought of that BEFORE, you decided to break everything in your room," [/color] They were almost to the doorway now. 

"I didn't break everything in the room, just some bottles." Elizabeth countered, her argument so weak it could snap like a twig. As they exited Flint's room she shook her head, thinking of the things that had happened earlier that morning. "So, while I change would you like to tell me what's going on? And not just some vague answer like you usually do. The actual answer."

[color=bc8dbf]"I never give vague answers," [/color] She said.[color=bc8dbf] "I'm always directly to the point, it is your own fault you always miss it,"[/color]  She then paused.[color=bc8dbf] "Are you sure you want me to tell you what is going on? And are you sure you want me to tell you what I am going to do about it?" [/color]

"If it's about last night, then I'm definitely sure. But if it's something else, I think I'm good." Elizabeth remembered how she had acted last night, but it was vague at best. The most she could remember fully was her discussion with Flint at the end of the night. 

"I'm fine now, it was just a bump in the road." As they got closer to Liz's room, she realized just how much she didn't want to go back in. The bloody sheets, the broken glass. It all made her feel so disgusting. 

Emiliah all but frog marched Liz back into her room. [color=bc8dbf]"Oh, you know, just how the 'the new hunter is already drinking her feelings' and 'how typical it is for little girls to not be able to cut it,"[/color] She paused.[color=bc8dbf] "Shall I go on? I think I shall 'I guess this one has an open door policy so wide she took the door right off its hinges' and 'thats two down already' and finally 'used up or not, I'd like to go hunting with her, if you know what I mean,"[/color]

 Emiliah put her hands on her hip. [color=bc8dbf]"Let me make something very clear to you,"[/color]  she growled. [color=bc8dbf]"I have spent [i]years[/i] giving women hunters a good name, and I won't have it ruined by the likes of you," [/color]

Elizabeth shrank when she heard what had been said about her. She had expected some of it, but what had happened was worse than she ever could have thought. It made her want to go away forever, to return to life as usual inside of a mansion where she was always treated with respect. However, if she did that, it would prove nothing. 

With clenched fists, she nodded her head and turned to Emiliah. "I doubt you would understand, but it's not as it seems. However, it was still wrong of me to act that way just because of my own problems. I'm glad you've come to my aid, I don't want to ruin whatever reputation you've made for female hunters."

[color=bc8dbf]"I was hoping that you'd decided to leave,"[/color] said Emiliah, relaxing ever so slightly.[color=bc8dbf] "However, if you are going to stay, I need to get to the point where to aren't an embarrassment. Are you ready?" [/color] She asked, now resting on the door frame.[color=bc8dbf] "And, you better inform Sophie on the way down that you are going to [i]personally[/i] see to these repairs,"[/color]  

"Oh no kiddo, I would love to stick around and be a thorn in your side." Elizabeth shook Emiliah's hair, just to piss her off. She had on her regular training clothes, with her knapsack slung over her shoulder. In it she had her weapon, a skin of water, and some dried beef. It was what she usually carried during travel. "As for the room, I'll take care of it. Let's head out."

Emiliah reached out and caught the offending hand in her grasp, squeezing it tightly. [color=bc8dbf]"Darling," [/color] She said with a deadly smile.[color=bc8dbf] "If you want to keep that hand, never do that again," [/color]  She then released the girl so she could finish her packing. 

Emiliah lead the girl out of the tavern and out into the woods, heading towards a clearing near where the battle of the Demon Wolf took place. Setting her gear down, she turned to Liz. "Alright, hit me with you best shot," 

Elizabeth squinted, she had heard this line quite a lot before when she had been training with the guards. She knew that if she went for Emiliah, the girl would outclass her, and the battle would be over like that. So she would have to get a bit creative. Elizabeth shrugged, placing her knapsack on the ground and stretching. "We can't pull any muscles. Why don't we stretch first?"

[color=bc8dbf]"Stretching with cold muscles is the quickest way to injury yourself,"[/color]  said Emiliah, crossing her arms.[color=bc8dbf] "I was intending to have your...assessment, be the warms up, but if you'd rather, we can run and then stretch and then assess," [/color] 

"Yes, that sounds like a much better idea. Lead the way, Emiliah." Elizabeth stopped stretching, and picked up her knapsack. She pulled it over her shoulders, and pointed ahead of them. She had a plan, but she had no clue if it would work. Emiliah was smart, but she hoped she could outsmart her. 

Emiliah took off, heading towards the mountain. Running had never been something she craved. She did it simply because hunting meant running and it was important to be able to keep up.  She figured they'd just get to the river and loop back around.  She really wasn't expecting Liz to do anything. 

Liz jogged behind Emiliah at a steady pace. She could have gone faster, but It would ruin what she had planned. As soon as Emiliah started to get comfortable on the trail, Elizabeth knew she was ready to strike. She started to pick up her pace, not even trying to be quiet. If she tried to sneak, it would be to suspicious. 

As soon as she was just a few steps behind Emiliah, she lunged, aiming to tackle Emiliah to the ground. Getting the girl pinned was the only way to defeat her. 

Emiliah heard the girl pick up her pace as assumed she was simply trying to catch up. That was until Emiliah felt something crash into her back, hard and she wound up sprawled out on the forest floor, she felt twigs, rocks and pine needles dig into her skin, but she barely even noticed.  It took her less then a moment to figure out what the girl had done.[color=bc8dbf] "What the hell?!"[/color] She growled, trying to get her hands and her feet under her to stop herself from getting pinned by the taller girl. 'What the hell do you think you are doing?" 

Elizabeth stayed silent for a moment, focusing her efforts on keeping the girl pinned down. She was little, but she was definitely strong. Elizabeth forced Emiliah's arms down, so she couldn't move them or try to pick herself up. When she felt that her grip was firm, she started to speak. "Well Emiliah, you did say to hit you with my best shot. So here it is, how do you like it?" Elizabeth almost chuckled, but her teeth were gritted as She tried to keep Emiliah pinned. 

Emiliah tucked her self into a tight ball, pulling her legs in and using her lower body to pull the rest of her around. She was still under the girl, but now she was facing up.[color=bc8dbf] "You stupid--"[/color] Emiliah seemed to hold the word she most wanted to use back on her tongue.[color=bc8dbf] "Do you see that I am trying to help you?"[/color]  She then reached up, wrapping her arms around the girl's neck, pulling her close before rolling again, putting Elizabeth on her back, with Emiliah on top. 

Elizabeth's eyes widened as she started to roll. She considered fighting back, but instead she shrugged, giving up. "Yes Emiliah, I realized that you're trying to help. However, I thought it would be a greater assessment if I could actually pin you." She stared at Emiliah, but instead of the usual hatred she felt when they were around each other, it was more amused. "We can get back to work now, but how did I do?"

[color=bc8dbf]"A hard assessment to judge," [/color] Said Emiliah, getting off Elizabeth and holding her hand down to help the girl up. [color=bc8dbf]"Taking in to account that I knew you were behind me, but I didn't expect you to protect me...most of the people you are hunting won't be so nice as to ignore the fact that you are behind them," [/color] She paused.[color=bc8dbf] "However, you have show that you tend to know what you know about your enemy, so I'll give you points for that,"  [/color] 

Elizabeth accepted her hand, and her praise, with a smile. "Thank you kindly Emiliah." She dusted herself off, and nodded at Emiliah. "You're an amazing fighter." With that she started to run again, not waiting for Emiliah to catch up. 

Emiliah chased after the girl, not to the first time, cursing her much shorter legs. By the time they reached the clearling again, she was slightly out of breath. "Okay," she said shortly. "Now, for real this time, I wanna see you fight.  What wepons do you like to use, which do you know how to use and which do you avoid?"  She said, shooting of questions left and right, trying to get an idea of what kind of fighter the girl was. 

"I like to use my whip, because I'm good with things that I can have a little leeway with." She thumbed her knapsack, "As for weapons I don't like, axes aren't my thing, anything too heavy just weighs me down. I like to move on the battlefield, but staying away from my enemy is my best bet in case I'm overpowered."Elizabeth played with her hair, wondering how Emiliah took her answer. "I can use a bow pretty well, daggers, short swords. That sort of thing."

Emiliah nodded. [color=bc8dbf]"Mid to Long range fighter then,"[/color] She said, looking at the girl, a finger under her chin. [color=bc8dbf]"Do you want to try to improve your close combat or specialize as mid to long range? The choice really is yours, but the types of training are drastically different," [/color] 

Elizabeth considered Emiliah's offer for a moment, she was more experienced with her whip, but if she ever got into close combat She wasn't sure how good she would be. "I would like to improve my close range combat, you never know where it could be useful." She smiled thinly at Emiliah, knowing that she would end up pummeled at the end of the day. "So, should I bring out my weapon?"

[color=bc8dbf]"Course,"[/color]  Said, Emiliah, still standing utterly unarmed. [color=bc8dbf]"A whip is probably best paired with a small sword or dagger I would guess,"[/color]  She said, taking a defensive stance a few feet away from Liz. 

Liz was doubled over, panting. Her cheeks were red, but it wasn't from exhaustion, it was from laughter. They had just had one of the worsts fights of her life, Liz had been way out of her league. "Well, I must say that I admit defeat. I don't think I have a choice." She held up a hand in defeat, and picked herself up. "So, what's next?"

[color=bc8dbf]"Seeing how the day is all but shot, it is probably best that we--"[/color]  Emiliah then froze, looking at something behind Liz. [color=bc8dbf]"Turn around, very slowly,"[/color]  she said under her breath. On the far side of the clear stood a ridiculously beautiful girl, with long silver blond hair and large blue eyes. [color=bc8dbf]"Do you see that? Does she look...a little...too beautiful?" [/color]

Elizabeth tensed, and she turned slowly, just like Emiliah said too. She saw the girl, and she felt like throwing up. The girl was beautiful, unnaturally beautiful. Her blond hair was perfectly straightened, and it rested just below her neck. Her eyes were such an intense blue, it was like staring straight at the ocean. "I see her. Be quiet, she's obviously otherwordly. How do we approach?" 

"Hello," came the girls voice, sweet, like liquid honey. "Hello can you come help me?" 

[color=bc8dbf]"Don't talk to it,"[/color]  whispered Emiliah, as the girl stepped forward into the clearing.  Emiliah grabbed Liz's arm, pulling her back into the trees. "I think I know what it is," she said.[color=bc8dbf] "Some kind of ...wood nymph, Veela or something. And we are lucky we didn't bring any guys with us,"[/color]  She thought a moment.[color=bc8dbf] "You wouldn't happen to have ....oil? Or...Fire? Or...maybe...I'm not sure," [/color] 

Elizabeth stepped back into the trees, attaching the dagger to her whip. She searched through her bag for flint, but came up dry. "I have no firestarters. Or oil. Nothing." under her breath, she cursed. Didn't wood nymphs travel in groups? "Emiliah, aren't there more?"

The girl on the other side of the clearing tilted her head when they didn't answer, and took a few more steps forward. "Please come help me." 

Emiliah froze at the thought of more, she scanned the woods, coming up with nothing at first. 
Then slowly she started to see humanoid figures appear in the shadows and in the braches of the trees. "I count...five..no six, three in the shadows, three in the trees,"  She thought again, he spear hanging in her hand. "Okay, Okay....keep backing up, get a tree to cover your blind side. Don't stray from me and..I'm guessing a blow to the heart will take them out," 

Elizabeth wanted to remark when Emiliah told her the basics of fighting, but she kept her mouth shut. She needed a clear space to use her whip, so once again she detached the dagger, gripping it tight in her hand. "Okay, I think I understand." She followed Emiliah's to the tee, but she was still afraid of something creeping up behind her. 

"Why won't you help me?" asked the girl, slinking future and future in the clearning. "Is it becaue I'm...UGLY?!" she shouted, storming even closer, her siblings falling in behind. Only...they weren't so lovely any more," Their feature became more bird like, angery, ready to kill. "When they hit the tree, start tossing knives, don't let them get to close, I'll try to get as many as I can before they get too close," she said, adjusting her spear. 

Elizabeth nodded, but felt the need to inform Emiliah her supplies were limited. "Emiliah, I didn't prepare for a fight. I only have my one dagger, and my whip." She wanted to punch herself. She should have come prepared, or at least brought a different weapon. "They're going to be in top of us soon. We should just head in, using trees for cover, and make sure they don't surround us. We can take them as they come." she thought the plan sounded pretty good, but she didn't move, waiting for confirmation. 

[color=bc8dbf]".... Okay,"[/color] said Emiliah, backing up more. She sure didn't have any other ideas to go with, so Liz's plan was a good as any.  She took off, deeper into the forest, making sure to keep her eyes glued on Liz the whole time. 

Liz headed into the forest as well, staying a little bit closer to the clearing than Emiliah. She could hear the sounds of the gorgeous Veela as they searched, and Liz knew they would be on top of them in just a moments time. She saw a flash of feathers, and her heartbeat quickened. Gripping her dagger, she lunged towards the bird woman, aiming her blade towards its heart. 

The Feels let out a confused mixture of a squawk and a screech, using her talons to claw at Liz. Liz yelped through gritted teeth as one of the talons hooked her arm and cut into it. However, this attack gave Liz an opening to the Feels,a heart, and she plunged her blade in as far As she could. With a final gurgle, the Veela dropped. Liz gripped her arm, cursing wildly. She figured it was just a flesh wound, so after tearing apart her blouse and covering it, she left it be, returning to her previous hiding spot. "Emiliah! They're coming closer!"

One of the Veela lept from the side, Emiliah caught her with her spear through her chest, causing the creature to shriek loudly before falling limp. Emiliah stepped on the Veela, using her weight to yank the spear out of it's chest. [color=bc8dbf] "I know,  I see them,"[/color] she called, her voice a little strained from getting the deceptively heavy creature off of her spear.  There was a piercing cry as a large creature flew up above them.  A trio of veela were circling, claws and all. It was only the trees that were keeping Emiliah and Liz safe, but even that wouldn't keep them protected for long. Emiliah picked up a near by stone just as one of the veela chucked a fireball towards the girls.  The creature let out an angry caw as the fireball exploded, causing a small fire to start. 

Elizabeth covered her face as a burst of fire exploded somewhere in the forest. She could see orange flames licking at the leaves of surrounding trees, and she felt like curling up into a ball and letting whatever God there was take her away. "Emiliah we need to get away from the forest, but I think you know that!" she looked up and watched as the three Veela circled above them. If they left the forest, they would be safe from the fire, but open to a full force Veela air strike. She glanced around the forest, wondering if they were already circled. "A plan would be great!"

[color=bc8dbf]"Head towards the river,"[/color] she called. Pointing the way that they had run earlier. [color=bc8dbf]"Perhaps we can...drown them...well, at least it'll be harder to burn us there,"[/color] She wished she had thought to grab a bow, but honestly, what were veela doing this close to town? 

"Okay, I'll run behind you, to make sure you keep up." Elizabeth prepped herself for running, her legs stretched tight. She waited until she saw Emiliah run ahead of her, then she started herself. Using the trees as cover, she tried to avoid being seen by the veela, lest they target her on her way. 

Emiliah ran a few steps into the river, before turning to look at Liz, to make sure she also made it to the safety of the water. Water wasn't much of a plan, but it was better then standing in a pile of very flammable wood. Out of ideas, Emiliah reached into the water and pulled out a river stone, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bag of silver. She coded the rock before chucking at the veela. It screamed as it fell to the ground, twitching and foaming in pain. [color=bc8dbf]"How much silver ya got?[/color]" called Emiliah to Liz. 

Elizabeth was busy peeling the piece of her blouse off of her wound and scrubbing it clean under the creeks surface. "Hmm?" She looked up at Emiliah and quickly recovered the wound. "Oh I have plenty of silver, are you talking about coin?" Elizabeth dug through her bag, and pulled out her coin purse. It was filled to the brim with some of the allowance she had gotten a long time ago, when her mother had tried to coerce her back. That was when her mother had actually talked to her through letters. She tossed the purse to Emiliah after grabbing a handful of coins. "So after we take them out of the air are we going to just leave them on the ground?"

Emiliah caught the purse that was well heaver then any [i] she'd[/i] carry into the woods.  abut she wasn't about to  stick her nose up at the only tool they had. [color=bc8dbf]"Once we get them on the ground, I was thinking something along the lines of  stab stab stabby,"[/color] said Emiliah, thrusting her blade into the air.[color=bc8dbf] "One of us will just have to cover the other while the stabber stabs. Got it?" [/color]

"It's a deal. You have a better arm, so I'll stab." Elizabeth waddled out of the river, and when she looked up she found a fireball hurtling down towards her. Her body was heavy with water, so when she rolled, she was hardly as agile as she could be. She felt the flames of the fireball catch on her pants, but fortunately for her, they just smoked before fizzling out. Feeling more inspired, Liz ran the rest of the way to the veela on the ground, stabbing her quickly and efficiently before running back to the river. 

Emiliah nodded before tossing another silver coin at one of the still airborn veela. She missed with the first, but was able to draw its attention away from Liz.  She chucked another coin, catching it in the face. It went down screaming in pain. "Liz, there!" She called, before chucking another coin at the furthest Veela. 

Liz ran from the water to the veela, performing the same tuck and role she usually did. She was being hit at so many places that she couldn't avoid them all, so she ended up scorching the tips of her hair, and the soles of her shoes. She approached the veela, but it continued to fight even after being hit with silver, she had to wrestle it to the ground before she could hit it with a killing blow. She wanted to scream her frustration, this method was only causing her pain. She didn't have a better plan though, so she would have to deal with it. 

Eventually, Emiliah was able to down enough  Veela that she could leave the safety of the water and help kill the rest of the downed Veela. Soon, all that could be heard was the crackling of a few Veela fires that had not gone out yet. Finally, once she was sure that the threat was gone, Emiliah turned to face Elizabeth. "You all right?" she asked, looking the girl up and down. 

Elizabeth hid her wounded arm behind her back, the blood loss had made her feel woozy, but she didn't want Emiliah to make a big deal out of it. "Yeah I'm fine, I may need to trim my hair, but a new style would be good for me." She laughed, showing Emiliah her burnt ends. "Should we head back? It's getting a bit late."

Emiliah frowned, the silvery blood of the veela spattered the ground and both of the women's clothing. However Elizabeth very clearly had bright red blood all over her from...well since Emiliah wasn't bleeding, there really was only one possible choice.  "Let me see your arm," Said Emiliah, reaching down to rip a large chunk of material from one of the Veela's dresses. "And as soon as it is wrapped, we'll head back. I can't have Bobby thinking that no hunter is safe with me," 

Elizabeth nodded, letting Emiliah wrap her arm without any fuss. "I am very glad you pulled me out today, I think I needed it," she paused, thinking of what to say. "If I hadn't gone out with you I'd probably be at the bar drinking. I swear I've taken off years of my life that way." Elizabeth chuckled, but it was heavy and pained. She had never admitted to being a heavy drinker up until then, and she had never thought she would have revealed it to a girl as rotten as Emiliah. "I know you were just saving your skin, but thank you." Elizabeth straightened, holding out a hand for a quick shake. 

"Well, I wasn't going to leave you behind, even if [i] I[/i] could have escaped," she said, looking at the girls hand. "And I am happy that you enjoyed yourself today....and I won't mind if you came with me again sometime....That is...if you cut the daily drinking down to say...two gallons of ale a night?" 

Elizabeth was taken aback. She did enjoy drinking, but was she really over the gallon mark? She couldn't believe herself, and the shame she felt crept up on her face in the form of reddened cheeks. "I'll...Have a chat with Bobby." she said, sounding a little bummed. If her mother heard about her condition, her title would be stripped, and she would never have contact with her family ever again. "I think we should head back."

Emiliah felt her own face fall, she had been kidding really. Sure Liz tended to drink a ...fair amount, but....she didn't mean to depress the girl. "Hey," she said, stopping the girl  "You did really good today, okay? Let's just...replace drinking with killing, I bet you won't even know the difference," she nudge her slightly giving her a smile. "I'm sorry, I'm not really good at this...making friends thing...." 

Elizabeth shrugged, still feeling a bit upset. Her smile returned though, and she straightened her posture so she wouldn't look depressed. "Yeah, I think I can do that." with that, she started to walk into the forest and back to the tavern. She turned to Emiliah and considered her words for a moment, "You aren't a bad talker. Don't be shy about things." 

"I'm not really shy, I think that might be the problem, oh well...friend? Although...after bringing us underprepared into a wood only to be attacked by veela...I would understand you rather...not...being...well," She said shrugging, she could see the town growning larger by the second and was already bracing herself for Bobby's gruff about bringing back an injured Liz. 

"Neither of us were prepared for a Veela attack this close to town. It isn't your fault." Elizabeth smiled slightly when she saw the town. She was ready to get her wound tended to, so she could go and have fun the rest of the day. "What are your plans for the day Emiliah?"

"I guess...mostly getting your arm looked at and getting some food from the tavern?" She said, shrugging. There really wasn't much else for her to do. The reached Bobby's and she pushed open the door to let Liz in. She then saw the bar keep, making eye contact with him "....She did that to herself,"

Bobby had looked up from helping a hunter with some info, when he heard the door open. In walked Elizabeth and Emiliah, Interesting that they were actually together after what happened the night before with out any inju...... He noticed Elizabeth holding her arm, as blood dripped from a cloth soaked in her blood. He narrowed his eyes and looked to Emiliah, after making eye contact with his barkeep, explaining Elizabeth did it to herself. "Oh sure lassy, with wot happened last night and now today, I'm starting to sense a pattern..." He said angrily. He never liked seeing either of the girls hurt. He reached under the counter and pulled some clean cloth's. He then added, "Yuu two, in the back." he said with a jerk of his thumb as he was going to the back room where Flint was supposed to be. Elizabeth started to speak. 

Elizabeth nodded when she saw the bar keep staring down at her arm. "Yeah, accident with a dagger. I'm clumsy." She felt like she had exaggerated just a bit too much, but she pushed on anyways. She walked through the bar, ignoring the other patrons. She glanced back a few times to make sure Emiliah was following. "That sounds eventful. I want to do something ente-" before she could finish, she heard Bobby calling them into the back room. Elizabeth wondered why he was so angry at them, but she assumed she would find out when they went back. So with a sigh, she trudged into the back room.

Emiliah  followed Liz back to the room, almost like a child being sent to the headmaster's office. However, before they arrived she gave Elizabeth a  cheeky smile. "You wanna see if these boys can hunt instead?" 

He didn't see them speaking to each other as he had already gone back into the room. Flint was gone, along with all his stuff, and the new bow Emiliah had gotten him. He pointed to the bed for Liz and pulled up a stool. "Yuu two at each other's throats again?" He grumbled as he sat down and waited for Liz to sit infront of him. 

"Course not Bobby," said Emiliah, sitting on the empty cot. "What kind of people do you think we are?" 

"Don't know anymore...It's been a mad house with yuu two Idjits the last few days." He said as he started to pull off the blood soaked cloth. He inspected a wound. "This aint from a dagger..." He looked at the both of them. "Mind tellin the truth this time?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Well it wasn't from Emiliah, she's the one that helped me dress it. We were just hunting Bobby." Elizabeth's tone was a bit more sour than usual as she realized she should be mad at Bobby. "As for the truth, I believe I'll tell you after you come clean. That is a private discussion though," she crossed her arms and took up a strong stance next to Emiliah. "We're not the ones in the wrong, she was helping me become more capable."

"Besides, she's fine, in fact, we are thinking of going back out tonight,"