[centre]Lidda and Althalus[/centre] Lidda looked frustrated as she hovered over to Althalus.Her wings buzzed and hummed, her eyes spotting the numerous bruises, wounds and worse. She had just gotten done fixing this man up and now he went and let that bitch Naga beat him the hell up! What the hell did he see in her to let her do this to him? Part of Lidda wanted to lock him up despite knowing the Naga was likely in just as bad shape, or he would’ve have came back. She started with a venom in her words and cut the air rather sharply. “I take it your [i]lover[/i] did this? Didn’t she?” Althalus winced as he gave a slight nod. It was no use trying to hide it, the Vitamancy teacher wasn’t an idiot. “[color=00aeef]I’ll explain in our room. Just help her. Please.”[/color] He pleaded, worried that she would refuse because of something Mar did that wasn’t really her fault. “I’m tempted to just tell the Head Master, and let him deal with her. This is her what, third offense in a short time? How much more? You’re not helping her or yourself.” Lidda accused, her hand curled into a fist and jabbed a single finger into Althalus’ chest twice. Her other hand crossed over her waist while she refused to move. Althalus would have laughed at the situation if it wasn’t for the fact that he needed the Vitamancer to help Mar. “She’s only had one real offense, with that bastard Xyden,” raw hatred infused his tone before he brought himself back under control, “and the other two have been out of her control, and she hasn’t been herself either time. The second time she was dealing with a bad infection and this time she has venom from a demon copy of herself still inside her.” [color=00aeef]“And you can go to the Headmaster, yes, but you know exactly what he’ll do. He’ll banish Mar. She has no where to go Lidda. Her home has been eradicated by the Yarosmerians. Her family has been killed, as far as she knows. What’s more, Lyn and I will leave with her. So what will you do then Lidda? You won’t be able to follow us. All you’ll have done in your attempt to help us is force Mar out of the one place that won’t view her as a monster, not to mention Lyn.” [/color]He sighed. He was incredibly weary. “So what will it be Lidda? Shall I go to Mar and tell her to pack her bags, we’ve been banished, or will you trust me and help her?” “Those bruises, even with my vitamancy won’t go away. Their memory will be there and you know your daughter. Lyn won’t be obvious to this, she’s smart for a kid though she grows like one of Lucilia’s weeds.” The vitamancer teacher commented and relaxed her arm about her waist, her hand pulled up to rub her neck. In truth the mention reminded her how worrisome the child grew, unlike the average ones or even shorter lived races, that she suspected Lyn wouldn’t live longer than a few years at best. And there was nothing any of them could do about it. “What emotional or whatever shit she is dealing with, it needs some type of outlet is my point. Something more healthy than this else she will be banished because she might edge away from hurting you to others.” Lidda gestured to his broken body. “I don’t even care if I have to spar with the damn Naga on her own terms if that would solve anything. Mar, as a student, when she arrived wasn’t like this. Granted she was distant and withdrawl Currently from the looks of you, if getting close to a Naga means being broken several times then I can understand why she won’t let anyone in.” Lidda still didn’t move, instead shot another comment. “As for helping her, first tell me what you intend on doing about this.” Althalus nodded wearily. Lyn would notice these things, he knew. He could create some excuses now, but if it wasn’t solved quickly excuses wouldn’t be enough and she’d figure out what was going on soon enough. [color=00aeef]“It’s not her fault.”[/color] He repeated. [color=00aeef]“She’s getting used to finally not locking away her emotions, and it is...difficult. Add on the fact that the both times she’s lashed out there has been something in her body making her not herself. Infection. Demon venom. As for what I’ll do about this…”[/color] He paused, considering for a moment, and then grinned at the Vitamancy teacher. "Sounds rough but that's not an excuse. Students get poisoned, hacked and worse but none of them ever lash out in a violent way." Lidda countered before she stopped, noting the smart cheeky grin on the man's face. "What the hell are you thinking?" [color=00aeef]“Alaira likes to fight, and you suggest sparring as an outlet. I’m sure I’ll have no problem convincing her to spar Mar. She’s more durable than I am anyways. Are you happy now? Can we go help Mar now?”[/color] He pointedly ignored her comments about Mar. "I'll go but there's still more issues to discuss as that's not the only thing that worries me!" Lidda snapped, knowing this somehow was going to bit her in the ass but she saw little way out of it. If she can't stop the problem then she might as help solve it, her wings buzzing in Althalus' wake. "If she so having trouble dealing with it, what about getting Satori to help or one of her students? Despite of what you think she did end up handling that one incident before you got a chance to assassinate the bastard." Althalus gave her a relieved, almost pathetically so, smile and turned heading towards the Den again. [color=00aeef]“The last time Satori got in my head she decided to make me relive the worst memory of my life, only twisting it until it was a horrible nightmare that only barely left me on my feet and definitely not in control of my actions. A majority of the people in the Dining hall were reduced to gibbering wrecks, and most of those left the College. Mar isn’t going to let her, or one of her students, inside her head and I’m not going to suggest it.” [/color] His face darkened at the mention of Lyn’s nightmares. A student of Satori’s had decided it would be fun to give Lyn terrible nightmares. Althalus had found out only after Satori had, and when he had gone to kill the bastard, he had found him in a terrible state, brought about by Satori. Althalus had left him to his fate. He paused and turned to face Lidda again.. [color=00aeef]“It wasn’t an assassination. Just murder for hurting my daughter. After all, I’d have to be an assassin to do that and we both know I’m too loud, lazy, and cheerful for that line of work.”[/color] "Don't treat me like an idiot. I'm not one and I can still quietly someone who got into my way or hurt those I love which was what you tried to do. That's still an assassination attempt despite your definition. Military training from Eania has taught me that much." Lidda commented, looking annoyed. She sighed a bit when she thought back to Althalus' dislike if psychomancers and though she could understand, his caution was unwarranted. Satori might have messed up at the feast, a matter she was still paying for, but she still had a soft spot for children. "I understand you hate Satori, which questions why you let Lyn around her, but not all her students are bad. If Mar is suffering from emotional problems, plain sparring isn't be enough." She hadn't stopped in her tracks but instead washed around past Althalus, like a river averted a rock in it's path. Her feet now on the ground while she started to duck inside the Den. "She needs someone that can relate or understand her confusion. At least learn the root so we can fix it." [color=00aeef]“Even if I was willing to to suggest that she go to a Psychomancer for help, Mar wouldn’t. Her pride wouldn’t let her admit she has a problem. I had to fight her to let me patch her up after a fight. The sparing is the best I can get her to do, as much as I love being beat like a drum. Unless you have any other ideas?”[/color] He closed the cracked door behind them, shrugging a bit sheepishly at the damage in the room. The desk still toppled over and it could be clearly seen where he had been drug across the floor and slammed into the wall. "Not off the top of my head but maybe someone that knows her can help. Tyrael might be able to come up with some answers?" Lidda asked though she doubted the fallen demon would've much help. When she stepped through the door, her eyes widen and expression scowled when she darted a look at Althalus for an explanation. [color=00aeef]“As I said she was a bit..upset. She passed out though, so you should be able to work on her easily.”[/color] he gestured to where Mar was still unconscious. He put the desk back on it’s feet, leaning against the wall as he watched Lidda. Lidda wasn't worried about herself, begrudgingly accepting his answer for the moment, because she knew she could protect herself easily. Tenderly leaning down, she examined Mar's unconscious form and looked over the wounds. She wasn't too badly damaged other than several scratches and bruises, all easily fixed. Placing her hand on Mar she focused on mending the student. "Most people forget the worse wounds are never on the surface where you can see them. I only hope you know what you are doing Althalus." [color=00aeef]“Just as soon as Tyrael stops assuming I raped Mar to get Lyn and stops wanting to impale me on a spike, I’ll probably go to him for help and return unscathed. As it is, you might have to see me a third time after that meeting.”[/color] He slid down to the ground as Lidda began to heal Mar, finally relaxing as best he was able given his injuries. He couldn’t deny the truth of Lidda’s words, especially with his own past. [color=00aeef]“So do I Lidda. So do I.”[/color] He sat there a few moments, waiting for her to get finished. [color=00aeef]“So! Do you want to start horrifically and agonizingly regrowing my hand when we get back to the infirmary?” [/color] Lidda sighed, feeling a bit weak headed, then reached into her pocket. She had been healing student for several hours with injuries minor as scratches to missing limbs, making blood sickness settle in against her will. Even master mages had their limits. Popping the wooden cork, she downed the liquid in a few swallows before turning to Althalus with a nod. “Give me your stump so I can see what new damage you might’ve gotten.” He held out his stump, looking slightly concerned. [color=00aeef]“Are you sure you okay? You’ve had to have been at this for several hours. I can wait.”[/color] “Althalus… you’re not a picnic to have a fight with, especially when Mar’s the subject. I just took an elixir and when we get back to the infirmary, it would’ve have kicked in. Stop worrying about a fully grown mage who still has enough magic strength to turn you into a tiny rodent and carry your ass back to the medical wing, you have bigger issues to deal with after all. Those Golems after all likely belong to Uicle and you better hope he keeps his helmet shut.” With that the vitamancer rose and gestured back toward the infirmary. hoping the man would follow her back. Althalus smirked. [color=00aeef]“It’s nice to hear that from you, especially considering you’ve argued Khan and Uicle into submission. And it’s best to work with Issues as they come up and currently, you were looking tired. ”[/color] He stood up and followed Lidda back to the infirmary.