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Sapphire Rode - Infirmary

Sapphire sat on the bed and listened to Abel and Robert talk as Greyson and Daniel started up a game of cheat. Priscilla was noticeable compared to the way Sapphire had seen her all week. Listening to the conversation it was rather easy to guess what had happened. Robert and Priscilla were an item on campus it was pretty obvious to everyone even if they'd yet to officially declare themselves a couple. Sapphire heard Greyson request that Daniel not comment on Robert or Priscilla before their card game began.

The awkward team team dynamic that had developed was not exactly difficult to deduce. Greyson was pretty seriously wounded if that had happened on the mission and he was still conscious and believed himself a deadman he'd more then likely confess truths that he'd otherwise wish to keep to himself. If he didn't want to talk to either Priscilla or Robert then it was undoubtedly about them and if they were feeling too awkward to talk to him then it wasn't a throw away comment. Chances were good that Greyson had professed some sort of romantic interest in Priscilla thinking he would die. Now that he was perfectly alright friction had developed between the team members.

This Sapphire read in a couple minutes of watching but it was neither her business nor something that overly interested her. Sapphire stood up from her bed. She didn't like the infirmary and since her wounds had been stitched there was no reason she needed to stay. The azure haired girl heaved herself off the bed and walked up to Robert. "Just be glad your room doesn't have a ferret. They get into everything and aren't picky about where they leave there droppings. Plus it has a fondness for the word 'food' and never stops shouting it in your head. Abel, I'm taking off. The armoury should have a temporary replacement for my lost weapons until I can have them reforged."

Sapphire was about to leave when on whim she walked up to the boys playing cards. "Good luck with the girl trouble Greyson, it doesn't get simpler from here." she said with a hint of a wicked smile before exiting the room. The various lacerations on Sapphire's body twinged slightly but as long as she kept them upright and didn't twist too much they were fine. Besides with accelerated healing via her aura she'd heal over the weak end.

The armoury had a vast store of available weapons for the students to borrow. Some were quite simple and others amazingly complicated. The more complex ones required a great deal of paperwork to utilize so Sapphire was content with finding something similar to her mother's daggers in size and shape even if they might lack the extra features entailed there.

The anelaces Sapphire found in the armoury were perhaps two inches longer then the ones she was used to wielding. That and the fact that she now had to draw them from a scabbard would take some getting used to. After signing the weapons out of the armoury Sapphire decided to drop by the training hall to train with them. They'd likely been used by countless students and she wanted to test there metal.

Sapphire had told Gren she wanted to return to Beacon and lick her wounds but the truth was she'd wanted to be finished with the entire shelter affair. Too many decisions to be made and not enough battles to be fought. It was wearisome. Not least of which was having to corral Shiro's actions. She only wished she'd thrown the ferret into the water rather then the floor of the boat.

When Sapphire arrived at the training hall she was met with an interesting if slightly gruesome sight. Oswald, the boy she'd fought against in the first day of training was there and he was punching a sandbag until his knuckles split and his hands bled. It was a bad habit among those that trained really hard when they got angry. It hadn't been uncommon for Sapphire to see her brother do the same thing. At least until she was seven. She didn't see him at all after that.

As Oswald repaired the minor abrasions on his knuckles with aura and started to wipe his blood off the sandbag Sapphire walked over to him. She made sure her footsteps echoed across the floor so that he'd know she was coming even though she was perfectly capable of going completely silent. When she was within a few feet she looked the sandbag up and down and turned to Oswald. "It had you on the ropes there for awhile but I think you showed it who's boss."
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