So much was going on...Eika couldn't follow it with so much noise going on. With an evident frown, she lowered her head as everyone went on about their ways and motioned for Immortalis to begin trudging into the boy's dormitory in order to find a quiet spot for her to rest. Once the suit of armor had [s]crashed[/s] shoved his way in, Ego would flood in behind him whilst Id went to go and tend to the wounded partner of the blind girl as she was sat down on a couch in order to rest. With a small notion given to her armored knight, she placed herself into a ball once she was settled in, and with an [s]unfortunately necessary[/s] implosion of a summoning rune beneath his feet combined with the glowing of the mark around her neck, Immortalis took to a kneeling position before sinking down into it to be sent off to whatever he was able to call a resting place. Ego promptly plopped down next to her, both legs kicking up on a table in front of her and her arms spreading over the couch back to get comfy.

[b]"AHH!~ That was fun! So, you humans seem hella beat! ...Is this one of those mystical ritual things where everyone gets all lovey dovey, the lights turn off, and we set the table on fire to start some campfire stories?! I can cover the fire!~"[/b]

In mid-attempt to pester Hunter about the claw mark he'd received from the invasion, Id turned around to pick up a small desk decoration and hurl at her sister's head -- the projectile landing true and rewarding her unladylike efforts with a grunt of displeasure atop the volatile Ego falling to her side.
[b]"Goddamn it, Id!"[/b]
[i]"Behave yourself. You're acting like a mongrel. Can't you see that Eika is suffering from a headache? You'd be better off trying to find one of those 'little white pills' as you reference them so she can take one. Anyways..."[/i]

Ah, now her head turned to the more-important task at hand. 
[i]"Hunter, may I see your shoulder? I've something that'll be able to fix it up quickly, so you needn't worry over it in the next situation."[/i]
And with that, she slid her hand across her mark across a single dark feather -- quickly replaced by another one grown, and taking on a shining bright white color in order to show it to the human she so needed to bother. It illuminated a type of warmth that was...comforting. Soothing to the extent of presence alone. From the looks of things? She planned to use it on him.

Because feathers.

Why the fuck not.