[b]Penny[/b]
[@Lunarlors34]
Penny frowned. It seemed that there wasn't going to be an easy answer to this, and beyond that she was beginning to wonder if Jasmine's family was alive. She ran a hand through her hair, and sighed. They'd have to find answers, and they might as well get it done now. [color=f7976a]"Can you remember where?"[/color]

[b]Carrie[/b]
[@Oblivion666]
Things clearly weren't okay with Carrie, as the small woman shuddered at what Zephyr was doing, letting out a small mewing sound. Carrie didn't do well with pain at the best of times, but with what had happened, it was worse. She hated feeling vulnerable, being vulnerable. 

it didn't sit well with her. 

And there was anger as well, anger that Zephyr had taken her to an infirmary where her weakness could be displayed publicly, anger that she hadn't been able to stop her. 

[color=fff200]"if we chose the easy option life would never progress"[/color] she mumbled. 

[b]Sasha[/b]
[@Crimson Raven]
[color=6ecff6]""If you were fine on your own you wouldn't need protection, would you?"[/color] Sasha said, in frustration, shaking her head. [color=6ecff6]"We never expect to need others help. Obviously you two are in serious...trouble, or you wouldn't need help.

Your sister resents the fact that anyone can have power of her. I get that. She's just going to have to get use to the fact that there are m any powerful wizards out there, powerful beings."[/color] She sighed once more, looking over as Ferrin spoke. 

[color=6ecff6]"The girl has an attitude that will get her killed, Other then that, no trouble. Why do they need protection?"[/color]

[b]Games Master Sheldon[/b]
[color=ec008c]"Well now the last match has finished! I've thought long and hard on this, but I have to give the points to Lucas of Riders blade! That's all for today, folks! Come back tomorrow for more exciting matches!"[/color]

[b]Gabriel[/b]

The games over for the day, Gabriel supposed he really ha no excuse but to head back to camp, even though he didn't really feel like it. Didn't want to be judged for doing what he simply thought of as right. 

He was never going to be a soldier. He knew that. But he'd be damned if he'd give up and let himself be pushed out.

But still he couldn't make himself rise and head back for the longest time, eventually doing so. He walked slowly back to camp.