[b]gabriel[/b]

It took Gabriel a while to reach the Frenzy plant camp, having been detoured a few times by crocus games officials, as well as having to dodge people on the event, and whatever the heck else was going on in this city. He didn't check in. He wasn't ready to do that yet, and while he was sure the master would find out, Gabriel didn't particularly care, at least not right then. 

Gabriel instead circled the camp, and around into trees that encased the city, the young man feeling foolish as he found a good size stick. He felt even more foolish when he tried to use it like a sword against a tree. He ended up hurting himself more then a tree, and he sighed. Maybe he should just suck up his pride and ask for help.

But he didn't want to. He'd already made a fool of himself trying to get into the guild with a sword, he didn't want to be seen trying to use one, trying to get better, when he'd probably just fail at it. He sank to the ground, forgetting about checking in at camp, and dropped his head into his hands.

What was he doing, trying to get better, trying to even fit in this guild properly? How had it come to this? He didn't know how long he sat there, before he finally rose, and more stumbled then walked back to camp, probably looking drunk, as he stopped to look about the camp.

[b]carrie[/b]
[@oblivion666]
 Carrie sighed. [color=fff200]"you don't understand. It can't happen again, not now. Magic is on a rickety scale right now, between acceptance and mass murder of those with magic. You can't just say its what happens. The magic council has to stand as a beckon of hope. It simply has to. So I can't rest. It isn't a possibility-and it won't be for a while"[/color] she knew Zephyr was just trying to make her feel people, but it just made her feel worse.  

She tugged at her clothes, never really liking having things stick to her, never really liking things being tight. [color=fff200]"it's nice that you care enough about a stranger to worry, but you can't do anything. Still, thank you"[/color]