[@Eklispe]
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The Man approached Sol's fallen form, accompanied by a respectful silence. He crouched down, gripping Sol's shoulders where it was ravaged. When he released his grip, the damage was gone, along with the rest of his injuries. 

"Truly, this Academy is the one place where I can stave off the boredom of time," he mused, rising up from the ground. Fo flew away from her perch on the throne, a grin adorning her adorable face.

[color=fff79a]"Well, isn't that why we contracted ourselves here in the first place?"[/color]

"Indeed, it is," agreed the Man with a nod of his head. He raised a brow when he noticed that Fo was looking at him strangely. "What is it?"

[color=fff79a]"Well, I know that it isn't fatal - to you, anyway - but seeing that sword sticking out of your shoulder is disconcerting."[/color]

Looking at his shoulder, the Man realized that indeed, Sol's blade was still lodged inside. His face turned understanding, he gripped the sword and pulled it out without so much as a twitch. He placed the bloodied sword in Sol's hand, and turned to Fo.

"Well, please send him to his room, Fo."

In a wink, Sol was resting on a bed in his dormitory room, blankets wrapped over him, courtesy of Fo. 

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[@The ghost in black]

Meruin's mouth made a small 'o' of understanding, and she nodded. "Yes, I had wondered what that was. So that's Aura? I'd heard from Mistress Chase - I'm sorry, the friend of my Master - that Aura was a staple for many combat oriented Mages. Indeed, it's very versatile, though I myself can't use it. I've willingly suppressed my own aura, in return for heightened magical sensitivity."

With that explanation waved her hands around, meant as demonstration of her inability to use her aura. "Then again, it's not as if I would have had much use for my Aura. I was already . . . physically challenged before, and after a few . . . secret things, I'm even worse off, in that respect."

"Excuse me for a moment." Meruin washed herself off and stood up, finished bathing. Drying herself with a towel, Meruin stepped out of the bathroom uncovered, and released a deep yawn. Her eyes spotting the kitchen, the tiny mage walked off toward the fridge, popped it open and looked around. She frowned. "Tch, no milk. Must remember to purchase some later."

Passing by the bathroom, she uttered a quick, "Good night," And  walked back to the her bed and wriggled under the sheets. She didn't resurface.