Aiden

"Maybe it'd because we've both killed dragons." Aiden said, his eyes glancing at Sable slereping form,a confused anger seemimg to burn in them. He knew bding angry at Sable was idiotic, but it didn't keep it from happening when ever he thought about it. "Anyway, Is there anything else you need to speak about with me, cause if not I'm going to leave. I don't want to be ariund when those tw wake up and see my-Gaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. Damn, I forgot about the burns. Jeez, seems like my numbing magic us beginning to wear off, so if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking my leave now." Aiden then began to limp away, pain on his face as he went outside and eased himself down in a shadowed corner, taking only minimal interest in. . . what ever was going on between Oriel and Chrome. It had gone from a full-on fight to some sort of arguement about being a lesbian after an accidental kiss, then Aiden had tuned out, no longer wanting to know about it. Instead he focused in his wounds, gathering moisture from the air and having it coalesce on his burns, and when all his burns were covered, they began to glow with magical energy, slowly healing Aiden as he sat. "Water Dragon's Calming Pond."

Healing, an art he had yet to even think of mastering. It took him awhile to do it, the subject had to be completely still while he did, and he was still rather bad at it. He would only be able to heal the burns enough so that they won't be serious unjuries, but they'll still hurt like hell for a while. That is, unless Cynthia decided to forgive him for the stunt he pulled and was feeling unusually merciful. Other wise, he was going to have to wait the rest of the healing process out. How fun. [i]'What in the hwll was I thinking when I let Oriel light me up with tjose flames. Oh right, I wasn't, I was too busy trying to outlast her. Dammit, Well at least I know to never do that again.'[/i]


Revan

Revan nodded as the others seemed to agree with him that going back to the hall would suck. When Aria asked Brad what he wanted, the Paragon member of Harpy's wing could only chuckle in response.

"Aria, I believe it's rather obvious what the brat wants. It's a futile battle he's fighting  as he doesn't have an iota of the charm he thinks he has. If you ask me, it's a wonder he hasn't been kicked out of his guild for being the lecherous little monkey he is. Must be bevause he's the master's son and niether him, nor his brothers, want him out of their sight." With a yawn, Revan snuggled deeper into his sleeping bag, staring up into the stars. "A question for the floor, since we have the time, but I've been wondering for a while now. What's it like to have parents? I never did, nothing even close to them, so it has been something I've been meaning to ask, but never had the chance to ask. Until now, that is?"