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Alja sighed quietly, rolled her shoulders. Reflected briefly. Benkei'd just impressed the [i]hell[/i] out of her. There were many words she could use for the fellow tank (though, classes were pretty much gone now), but she'd never thought to call him [i]eloquent.[/i] But listening to him, she could feel the telltale thrill of inspiration beat through her chest. Turned out that the surly ass who'd yelled at her for not keeping up her end of the DPS charts that one time had turned, almost without her noticing, into...yeah, into a leader, huh? She'd almost managed to forget that he'd asked her a question, and she shook her head, a little grin clinging on to her face.

"[color=d1fffc]Yeah, gimme a sec, maybe...[/color]" She thought for a moment, then snapped her fingers. "[color=d1fffc]Ah! I gotcha. Last I checked one of the guild lieutenants was a support named Embla. We played together a few times, and we like each other okay, I think. See if you can search her out. I don't know [i]exactly[/i] how useful it'll be, but it's better than nothin,' hey?[/color]"

With that said, she nodded at Benkei, at Rael, at Kazuki. "[color=d1fffc]Well then, I'll see ya later. Might go back to the Worg, might join you at Letria. I'll figure it out.[/color]" Then, nodding one more time to herself, she headed towards the chapterhouse's guts. As she passed by Luci, she murmured to the side, "[color=d1fffc]I'll talk to you after I see Leaves, 'kay?[/color]" And then she was through.

And there was the door. Looming closed in front of her. She swallowed, and a bolt of bitter self-recrimination passed through her. [i][color=d1fffc]You should have come here sooner, you coward.[/color][/i] Leaves needed [i]help.[/i] And Alja SHOULD have been there to give it to her, instead of...whatever it was she'd been doing. She almost laughed at herself then. 

[i][color=d1fffc]Nicely done, Kelly. What a way to treat the woman you claim to love.[/color][/i]

And then she knocked. Gently, gently; nothing like her usual bombast. "[color=d1fffc]Leafy?[/color]" she called softly, hating the tremble that she could feel, if not hear, in her voice. "[color=d1fffc]Are you awake?[/color]"