Working as an aide for this little girl had proven far more difficult than he had ever thought possible. He thought his time in the military was hards, but this was something else. He'd defended her for almost four months now, and had had a pretty hard time of it. Thankfully, others had joined the fray, and he could have a few precious moments of rest. On top of protecting the girl, he had recently started to dabble in potion making. Taking a few classes, a few experiments here and there, but nothing advanced. He could identify several types of potions and poisons. Whether it by smell, taste, or more often, its color.

Lance had the opportunity to relax for once. Laying back on a couch in the living room, he slowly began to drift off into a peaceful sleep. But he new it wouldn't last long. Wait for it. Wait for it..! [i]CRASH![/i].[color=0072bc][i]"Ah, hell."[/i][/color] Visibly straining to get up, Lance rushed over to the source of the noise, only to find a small group had gathered surrounding Veronica. She appeared unharmed.[color=0072bc][i]"Heh, looks I'm a little late to the party eh?"[/i][/color] He said sleepily. Looks like that nap was going to have to wait awhile.