[h3]Mayt Derrin Marris -- Phoenix Wing Hotel[/h3] Mayt would sigh heavily as he was left standing there, for the second time that day. He had waved to James as they had left, afterwards going and hanging out in the main room of the Phoenix Wing hotel for a while. He wished he wasn’t quite so out of the loop as he was. Next time he came back, he was going to meet people, and that was that. Eventually, the time came for him to leave to catch his train, and in no time he was ready to go (As he hadn’t even unpacked), and off. He arrived a couple dozen minutes early to board, and rested on one of the many benches around the station as he waited for his turn to head off again, not to be seen for weeks on end.

[h3]Serma ‘Luna’ Cathris -- Outside The Arena[/h3] Luna sat outside the games arena for a long time after they had ended that day. She was sure that it was going to be her turn the next day, and she was thinking about who she might end up fighting, and how to deal with them. This exercise, however, was mostly to distract her from the excitement of soon being able to go and see Melina again after so long. Just tentative flirts with the thought shot euphoria through her body. It had been almost a decade since they had met last, and Melina had been the person Luna had always looked up to the most. She was strong, independant, and, unlike her brother, didn’t seem to enjoy causing pain and agony. She enjoyed making people unhappy for sure, and didn’t seem to bat an eye when people grieved, but torture was something she couldn’t bring herself to do.

That, in Luna’s eyes, at least made Melina better than Grant, even if she had murdered before. Grant revelled in people’s agony. He was always the first pick for extracting information forcefully, and she knew he often took delight in finding random individuals and torturing them for fun. As far as she was concerned, Grant was utterly insane. But he was incredibly strong as well. He knew how to use his magic well, and his precognition gave him an almost insurmountable edge in combat. She knew its one weakness however, but she wasn’t inclined to share it despite how despicable Grant was. He was still part of her family, and that probably wasn’t about to change.

Huffing, Luna stood up and glanced around. Almost no-one was left around, and she couldn’t keep her thoughts off Melina anymore. Maybe she should go to Phoenix Wing and tell Mithera? No, Phoenix Wing would just be the same jackasses as ever and tell her to leave as soon as she opened her mouth like last time. While that had been Dragon Fang’s guild master that had done that specifically, it didn’t change that Master Jamie hadn’t exactly denied those feelings.

She kicked a rock as she kept walking, and it bounced along quite a distance before stopping. She was unsure what to do at this point. She couldn’t ignore the fact that Iron Enigma wasn’t for her anymore, but they had been her family her whole life. She couldn’t just leave them right out, could she? She could always just commit herself fully to what the Guild did, but the idea repulsed her so much that she couldn’t even imagine that. She didn’t want to be another Grant Vale. She didn’t even entirely want to be a Melina, a person that she loved deeply.

She thought about this as she walked slowly back to her hotel, and she couldn’t help but begin to cry softly. She wished she had someone to talk to about this, help her make a decision of some form. No one from a light guild would even bother to counsel her, and even if they did it was quite obvious what they would suggest. It was obvious what her own guild would probably say on the matter as well, and she couldn’t think of any third party figures. She was alone for now.

Luna, not wanting to go home yet, changed her path to walk in front of almost every other guild hotel in the city before getting back to her own. She didn’t want to go back yet, and she was still contemplating of maybe asking a few guild masters for advice, despite how futile she expected it to be. Maybe she could approach one of the members who didn’t know who she was? That was unlikely, seeing as she was in the games after all. Ultimately, she ended up in front of the Phoenix Wing Hotel, and she stopped, looking it up and down. She remembered her fight with Amelia, and how it ended. She still needed to make amends for that, after having literally beat her into submission.

[color=0000FF]”Why does this have to be so hard?”[/color] She’d murmur to herself, sighing heavily.She took a deep breath before moving forward and pushing the doors to the Phoenix Wing hotel open with one hand. [color=0000FF]”Hello?”[/color] She’d ask as she pulled her hood down, her small hand opening the door all the way. [color=0000FF]”I w-want to talk to someone, I’m pretty sure they’re here…”[/color]

[@Caits] ((And whomever else is in the Phoenix Wing hotel. I don’t know who. Nobody lists where their chars are D: ))