[b] [u] Alaira Taenn [/u] [/b]

Alaira sat there on the bench, Exhausted. She was currently trying to clench and unclench her fists, and while slow she was now successfully repeating the motion. A month ago that would have been impossible, but nothing is impossible if you're angry enough about it. After the fight with that demon she had somehow used so much of her energy that she messed up her brain or... something. She didn't know how any of this worked. Point was going all out was bad for her and it would have killed her if Sam hadn't helped her...

Anyway, Alaira had been sparring with Ssarak for about a month now, since she could walk, and once again she lost. He always insisted there wasn't any losers or winners but that was crap. It's a practice fight, but it's still a fight, and she lost. Say what you would about him, but the guy had a [i]mean[/i] right hook. In any event, she wouldn't call herself fully recovered until she beat him, and that was a long way off. But she was close. In fact, she was healthy enough to fight, probably. Though nothing close to her former self she'd still be formidable. Her first act upon hitting the battlefield would be to beat some demons to death with their own spines. 

Then Ssarak came by to talk. She listened and... Ugh, why did he have to be so- so logical? It was almost infuriating how reasonable the bastard was. In fact, she couldn't find fault with any thing he just said, which wouldn't stop her from finding something. Alaira rolled her eyes as she spoke. [b]"Ugh, we've been over this, don't tell me what I can't handle! I don't need you telling me all the time..."[/b] She wasn't annoyed at his concern, far from it. It wasn't his fault, but when he said things like that he was constantly reminding her how fragile she was, how weak she was. [b]"I'll just... I'm just gonna go... see you tomorrow..."[/b] She said as she got up and left.

She wandered for a bit, before finally arriving at her destination: a bench just outside Mar's room. They were likely going to get up soon, which meant she'd get to see Lyn. Lyn always cheered her up. Every time she felt down about her condition, visiting Lyn reminded her that she made the right choice. There wouldn't be much point in being in peak condition if that meant leaving Lyn to die... She had also become somewhat close to her parents, but not as much. They were good enough people, even if Mar had questionable opinions about men and Athalus was a dirty, dirty coward. Unless his daughter was in trouble, he'd man the fuck up whenever that was the case. She had grown quickly but... she'd seen stranger. As far as weird went, it was hard to top Coco after all...