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this part deals with Rohanna's first week at the Academy thanks to all who left cool reviews and stayed to see how I developed the character and those around her. Just for info please look into these other 2 authors here at fictionmania Branek and his character --Mel and Nuuan and his character --kelly as both will be teaming up with Rohanna the Drow in 2007 school year as a team written effort. I will add soon to my characters another Vantier to be seen here real soon Note: This story is set in Maggie Finson's Whateley Academy Universe This is fan fiction for the Whateley Academy series. It may or may not match the timeline, characters, and continuity. Canon stories may be found at crystalhall.org http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Table_of_Contents and to the authors of this universe --I just barrowed your characters and I hope you don't feel I "bent" them too bad So I standup, port back to Poe. I put my shoes back on, gather up all my supplies for the night, that I need for making my item tonight and head off to Kirby Hall. I port in by the front doors and walk in the advanced door to go downstairs. Then make the turn to the class labs area. I finally walk into Ms. Grimes office to see her sitting there talking to Sir Wallace. "Ms. Grimes thanks for keeping things open for me this late at night." "Its no problem-" she says back "I was scheduled to be here late anyway. But since you want to get going with this. Let me call up a friend for this and then Sir Wallace here and me will walk you down to the lab." "Okay? three? watching me all right?" 'humm 3' I think--'who is the 3rd?' She makes a phone call. Its really short and to the point-- All She says is "C we are going in the lab now, see you there" then she hangs up. '--'C' I wonder who 'C' is? --ohh my I hope its not Circe. I really don't need that tonight with Aung not here to slow me down if she gets me riled up!' I think. Sir Wallace opens the door for us ladies and Grimes takes the lead. She walks me to the lab, she shows me a rather small lab at that. I can feel the wards of the room, its pretty much exactly what I expected-- null to all magic which as it should be. So that you can enchant something easier, without any interference. I see Violet fly up to land on a decorative Gargoyle on the wall and sit down watching the room for me. Grimes walks in the room and sits down in a chair in the far corner. Sir Wallace sits beside her. He takes out a case and gets a note pad ready. As I look the room over, the last person walks in and shuts the door. 'AND its her--Circe --SHIT! Not what I need right now. I hope her 'tude' has lessened a bit from last nights crud!' Sir Wallace stands up "Circe my dear, I did not know you where gracing our presence tonight?" "I just had to see this, after Elyzia told me what Rohanna was doing tonight. I just have to see this Drow in action, making a magic item. As It will help me to teach her later." ---' humm she thinks, she knows all--really? you may teach me some. But not all human!' Circe nods to me "Hello, Rohanna how are you tonight?" "I am fine, Circe thanks for asking --Did you get that gem I gave to Alya?" "Ohh yes and thank you for it. I will use it soon. But since you mentioned it? Can you tell me? What you are going to do with all those funds from the sale of all that? Please?" Sir Wallace and Grimes look at both me and then to her strangely--'she did not tell them' I think. Sir Wallace chimes in "What are you two talking about? What sale? What gems? Please tell me?" he glances around the room more than confused. "Ahh Sir Wallace Did your prot?g?e not tell you yet?"---she looks at me--then smiles-- "Well let me tell you then. She gave Alya a very large amount of Diamonds of Tuatha De' Danann. She is asking Alya to sell for her as an agent, with Alya's contacts." "Humm Rohanna you told me none of this?" He looks to me--I just stare back-- "Circe is it allot? in this sale of her's?" "I did not think to get a carat weight?--Rohanna? please tell your mentor." She is playing mind games--FINE! "Less than 500 I would say Sir Wallace." I can see him thinking about the street price in his head. Circe adds in "Sir Wallace They where all unenchanted stones--never touched, all brand new!" "WHAT!" he finally stands and stares at me "That's like 300 million or better!" Circe is not done yet--"Ohh and one is a rather large flawless stone, perfect color and clarity about 75 plus in size." Sir Wallace sits down "Rohanna what are you going to do with that much money?" "Well, Circe---Sir Wallace the funds will go to a good cause. To improve all. I am not taking a cent. As I have all I need from My ARC contracts"-- "And Circe, if you need any help enchanting that gem, I gave you. I am ready to help you with it at any time." I am trying hard to mess with her. "Rohanna Please tell me exactly as--this is far too much money." Sir Wallace asks me again. DARN changing the subject on him did not work! Now I am mad. I start to pace the room on my end. I feel like I am being singled out and Grilled! like a common THIEF! "Sir Wallace, Circe" I pace more "I have to ask why? I am being singled out for this treatment. AS! Alya got over 300 million from her family and made near a BILLION! on that marvel deal. YET you asked her none of this! and she is ONLY one rich student here!" Sir Wallace nods "You are right, its is none of our business, what you do with what is yours. I think that you just may have shocked Circe with what you are selling. As a stone that large in the wrong hands can be dangerous. I apologize. to you." He looks to Circe who appears to be deep in thought ---"Ahhmm Circe my dear?" "Yes you are right Sir Wallace.---I now See that once again, your right.---He is right Rohanna, you just keep coming up with such strange surprises? My defenses just go up unimpeded. I too apologize.---Also Rohanna?---I think I have a group that might want to tender an offer on your whole deal at a fair price. It maybe less than an auction might get --But at least we know the people getting the gems are not evil with their intent on its uses? If you take the offer, I will consider it a large favor to me!" "Humm I like that. Give Alya the offer and lets see what street price is. If theirs is not off by leaps and bounds. I see no issue in taking it. You will have to keep it all anonymous and off shore funded, as I do not want to be taxed or traced!" She nods to me with a large grin "I will do that. Thank you." Sir Wallace gets my attention with the next question, as he is changing the subject to move us along "I just heard that? you had a little trouble on Tuesday night--on your first night? with the security department. By going into the Grove, you're told to stay out of there? But of course you went in," He laughs " They should have expected an elf eventually will go into the Grove. As all of you do!" Ms. Grimes stands to ask me "So you went into the Grove? So you have an affinity with the Grove?" "Yeah I'm an Sidhe its kind of to be expected. I think it would be normal, wouldn't it Ms. Grimes?" "No --that Grove is not exactly friendly with everybody. Mr. Lodgeman a Native American shaman has trouble going out there at times. You would think he would walk right out there, but he doesn't." Ms. Grimes stated. "Okay I don't understand why he would have problems? But the Grove can be picky." "So you like it out there in the Grove? I have not really visited it. I have seen just the edges of it." Sir Wallace asks me. "It's nice! Exactly what I expected it to be. Its quite helpful to be out there." "Good---to hear lass--So it's helping you get attuned with the area, I would assume?" "Ohh yes immensely so, I am loving it out there. The denizens and populace out there in the Grove are very helpful." I see Violet take bow on her perch --'show off!' Circe asks me "What you mean by the denizens and populace out there? "The Pixies are just great out there!" Circe somewhat surprised "You talk to the Pixies? out there?" "Of course!" I get a questioning leer in my direction from Sir Wallace "Interesting you talking to the Pixies out there. Not too many people do? I hear Gwen once in a while does?" "Ohh Gwen-- yeah definitely!" "Could you go more into that?" "No I would never talk about anything beyond, The fact that I do talk to them. Anything else is something that you don't need to know. As are a lot of things. You do understand that Sir Wallace?" "Well I would like to begin, if you guys would sit down the corner, from here on out basically be quiet --if you could? At a certain point I going to tell you that absolutely 100% to keep quiet from that point forward and not to move. Is this agreeable with all of you or should I to stop now?" I look at them all as they think on what I asked of them. "I can figure out how to do this somewhere else? It might slow me down and not get done tonight? But! it will get done or I will just have to go shopping in Boston on Saturday looking as I am and hope no one is dumb enough to make issue with it?" a small part of me WANTS to go 'as is' and dare humans to make an issue. Ms. Grimes stands for the group "No we already agreed, that if you tell us to be quiet and still. While your working we will do it. No questions no matter what. Unless of course we think your doing something dangerous. We will then stop you." "Okay? but if you stop me in the middle of something and you're wrong? You are paying for it! Its coming out of your pocketbook and since I am taking your class? The lost time will come onto your class time. Sometime in the future, I get to do something of my own." Grimes leers back at me "Are you making demands?' "No I am making a bargain. That if you mess up on my spells tonight and I lose valuable time at it. Your going to be repaying me in some way? Your here in this room is my guests--as we did we discussed it THIS is my room. If you can't agree to the terms and then please do leave. As I can do this by myself or I can find someplace else to do it." She huffs out "Humm? okay I agree to your terms for now." I turned back to the stone pedestal there and my items lay on the corner of it. I take the plastic bag and drop it in the farthest corner from my work, as its an artificial item. I want the least amount of interference from it as possible. I open up my storage area to the ether and pull out my, large kit box for making items, repairing armor and weapons from it. I slide it out, onto the floor. Its size seems to surprise them as its 5 foot tall 3 1/2 feet wide and nearly 4 feet deep. I slide it over to the corner, away from the pedestal. I open up the hinged top and pull out my portable forge. A rather large metal block that resembles a true forge, somewhat longer than wide with a deep channel down the center to heat up long objects. I has two dished in places to hold bowls or other means to heat items. I then place it in the middle the stone pedestal. Ms. Grimes asks almost immediately as I put it down "What is that?" "This is my portable forge for heating up items" I tell her as, I get more equipment out. "You have your own portable forge?" "Yes unfortunately, it uses too much essence around here, to get going. I would have to find a good nexus to use it properly. But it's only for temporary stuff or emergency repairs." Circe's is mumbling something into Grimes ear? I can't make out what she is saying to her. It looks like they are using a spell to disguise their voices? I get my engraving toolset out. A couple mounting tools, I need to hammer the stone in properly into the necklace mount I bought. I take my harvester out and a few squares of silk that I store next to it and lay, the blade with the silk under it to keep the silk in place. I lay out the rest of the supplies in order, the stone, the ring, the necklace and the stones mount. I fish out of my pocket my spell notes and mount them on a clip on the hinged top of my kit box, so that they can be easily referenced from a distance. I slide all the drawers shut, as Ms. Grimes she is getting up to walkover and look at my kit. I near bark at her "Sit down please!--that's personal!" Grimes starts to say "I only wa--- " I interrupt her "I don't care what, you want to do. If you want to look at it--then tell me or I'm going to close everything up and go away! This is mine! I'm giving you a privilege by looking at what I have so far." Sir Wallace puts his hand on Grime's arm "Elyzia you might want to sit down, she can be very stubborn on these things. I've seen this so far with her. She has got certain rules in her mind and you can't disobey them-- Regardless of what you want to do." I nod to Sir Wallace "Thank you for explaining the ground rules to her. It'll help out with time tonight. As I want to get this done." I turn back to my work. I lay out the rest of my tools out in the in the order that I am going to be using them. I make a secondary check to make sure I had everything out now, As I did not want interference later. I turn to begin work with the Forge. First I tap the main bowl of it with my harvester blade to 'tune' it to the room, the light tap, I do to the shallow bowl makes a pleasant ring tone that tells me all is good with it. I put both of my hands on it, as I do--I put a huge amount of my essence into it to get it heating up. As the glow from it fills the room. I pick up my harvester blade and slit my hand open, then let my sliver blood flow out into the Forge to get it finally started up properly. I stand and watch my blood flow, the silver of it and the 2 other colors of blackish-green and the other of deep red, swirl around the bowl, coalesce and finally disappear. As the forge is fully heated and ready for use, as it looks clean once again. As I put the knife down, I wipe it clean on a piece of silk. I move over to the stone I bought and drop it into a crushing container. I start into crushing it up and drop it into the forge. I use the blade to cut open my hand again, but this time very deep to get a better blood flow. I let it flow into the forge bowl, but this time it does not vanish. Then I add the crushed stone to it and the mix starts bubbling up in there nicely. I then slide in the ring of Mithril, it starts to melt in with the blood and stone mix. As I watch the mix melting, coalesce the way I want to. I notice the two women are furiously making notes about what I am doing, But sir Wallace is sitting back with his legs crossed, just nodding in interest at what I'm doing. I pull the stone, I need out of my the necklace, I have been wearing today. I get my etching tools and start etching this spell on its surface. As I work the tools I am pouring my own essence in the stone, to etch the words into it properly. It takes me about half an hour to get all the etchings done. I dropped the whole spell on it again and push even more essence in to it and make sure it's working properly. I pull out a secondary bowl and drop the stone into it, cut my hand again, bled on it and let it soak in. Then place it on the secondary part of the Forge to heat up properly. I look in the main bowl and everything the Mithril, stone, My blood have coalesced into what I want. I pull out one of my application tools and I pull out the hot mix from the first bowl. I start pouring the heated material into the etchings, so that it will set into the stone permanently. I drop the spell on it again to make sure its fully set in the stone. Then again, so its done three times---"three time done! its correct"-- rule of three's in magic, runs through my head, this was just hammered into me ALL THE TIME! I see, it looks like everything's forming correctly. I put it on the mounting that a bought from the store twisted it in, an hammered home with a tool that I got. I pull out the necklace and bead it through the loop. 'DONE!' I think. I walk over to the exit door, as I do I look over at everybody "I expect that everyone is not going to move while I am gone--sitting in exactly the same chair. Do understand if you do move I'm going to know." I open up the door and walk upstairs, out of the building wards, port over to the grove and hang it out on a tree branch as close to the nexus point as I think I can get it. So that the moonlight of the Grove can coalesce the spell properly. I confirm it's right and correct. I port back, walk downstairs. In the corner of the lab room I see Violet sitting up there watching them. I see the wink from her saying that no one moved. I walk across the room "So no one moved--thanks--that's what I expected." I use a spell to start cooling down the Forge. Then start into putting my tools away, I open the draws of my box as put my tools away. "If you want to talk now and ask questions? you can while I'm putting this stuff away." Grimes asks "Where did you go? As there is no direct moonlight tonight? It's an overcast night." "For you yes-- I know it's in a moonless night tonight. There's always moonlight in the Grove. Where I hung it and it should be fine till morning." "I haven't been out to the grove for long time. So it's a moon filled night. All the time is night in the Grove?" Circe asks not sure of it. "Yes of course?" I say. "Even when it's overcast?" "Yes even when its overcast."---'humans always questioning us Sidhe?' She makes a couple notes. I keep on with putting my tools away. I clean my blade with more silk to make sure its all clean before I put it up. Circe see it "Can I see your blade?" "No--you can not see this blade. Its a personal blade, I don't want you contaminating it." Circe stares at me "Is it a harvester blade?" I am a bit surprised at her question--as she knows this type of blade? "Yes it's a harvester." "Did you make it yourself or did someone make it for you?" "I made myself of course! Anyone that knows what they're doing is going to make their own harvester." "Can I --- ask one question on it?" "Yes Circe-- I will answer--maybe?" "How long did it take you to make your own harvester?" "Well I made it in the first couple weeks of class. When I was being taught spell crafting and making magic items of all types. Its been a long time since I thought about it." "You made a harvester in a week? from scratch or did you have a blank to start with?" 'man she just does not believe me and is sounding a bit sarcastic!' "From scratch, the way it should be done. I'd --say it took me a week? A few days to collect the metals, A day or so to form it and forge it up and the rest imbuing it." I go back to putting my tools away. The bowls have finally cooled down. I put them back in the cabinet. I start a mental inventory on what's there, to make sure I leave nothing out. She speaks again "What else can you do with-- your tools there?" "Make armor, make weapons, enhance and enchant items. The basics. Most of the tools in here, are for fine work and stuff." "Such as?" I pull out a lower drawer "This is one free-bee I will give you tonight. This is my sewing, embroidery kit drawer. Where I keep my Mithril thread, I use to make enchantments for my leather armor's." Circe looks at me sideways- that just says to me 'I don't believe you' "So you sew your own enchantments into your armor?" "Yes course I do. I have been doing it for a long time. Its one of the few things I can do outside of a proper Forge or magic item making area or weapon making area, if you want to call that. I quite enjoy actually sitting there doing it. It passes the time it helps me think." Ms Grimes whispers in Circe's ear. I can't hear it again--must be more spellwork of her's and I can't understand what they're saying. I just shake my head at that, and mumble to myself "whatever" So I go back to putting my stuff away. I close the top of the lid. Ms. Grimes perks up and asks me "I know this is gonna sound really deep in questioning you? But do you have access to what you would you consider the best item you've ever made?" "Yeah I do---I have access to it."-- 'GAEA! please make them not ask to see it!' "Can we see it?"--'shit!' After thinking about it I say meekly and really apprehensive "Yeah I don't want to really---- you owe me a favor if I do." "OH yeah!- okay." Grimes chimes back at me. "I'm really proud of it ---but I still don't like it" I reach deep into the nothingness in a pocket corner, I hide this one item in. I pull it out on its rack, hanging there on it's dummy form that I keep it on. Grimes and Circe look at it. Finally after about a minute of just staring at it Grimes squeaks out "Hoo geez!" Circe immediately stands up "Can we---?" "Go ahead if you want to look at it. Touch it all you want to, you can't do anything to hurt it." I walked backwards away from it, till my back hits the far wall. I have both arms behind me and I lean against the wall. I start banging my head HARD on the stone to have PAIN-- any pain that will help me not think about that be DAMNED suit and the PAIN and horror wrapped within it. The three of them are so enthralled by that armor, they don't even notice my absence to across the room. Circe --Walks up to it and starts feeling on it. MY! finely scaled armor. Its the best that I've made. The one that I hate the most. Because every time I see this armor. I am either in deep trouble, in the middle of a big fight and I need it, because it's got the best protection. OR I am wearing it to someone's funeral. I never have any good thoughts when I see this armor. Its the full embodiment of most of my bad memories. Circe is looking at it "Is this Orichalcum?" "Yes it's Orichalcum --and Mithril in a multilayer system, with a couple of alloy metals added into it." "Is all this engraving --enchantments? on it?" "Each scale- has got its own enchantment spell in it. For either hardening the armor, protecting the user and dozens of other things I've done do it." Sir Wallace jokes in a way "Doesn't this stick out in battle?" "If I am in that kind of a fight, I am sticking out already! But one of the first spells layered on it, makes it look kinda normal at a distance. So it really doesn't matter." Ms. Grimes speaks next "I know this is going to sound forwarded--can I take a picture of it?" I am thinking--searching for an answer to her--while grinding my teeth. Sir Wallace says softly "Elyzia? I think that would probably be a no. As she has thought about it more than a couple of seconds. She does not want to talk about this thing anymore. I can understand that point of view of her's It's the finest craftsmanship, only because she needed it, not because she wanted or liked it to be." Sir Wallace finally notices that I am across the room, moping. I see him look at me as my head hits the wall a few times. I stop doing it. "Rohanna what's the matter with you? what do you see when you look at that armor? Really look at your toolmanship its just exquisite! You should be proud of this!" "Every time I see that armor something bad is happening!--I don't like it! I've gotten to the point now in my life, that if I don't need this THING! soon enough. I think I am going to destroy it and melt it down. For its component parts. I hate this thing so much! It took so long to build it! But every time I see it, I just hate it!" Ms. Grimes looks concerned "Why would you hate something so beautiful?" "Because every single time. I WEAR! that my life depends on it working completely. Because someone's trying to kill me in it. (I nearly hiss out) OR I am wearing it because, it's my best, most beautiful, finest armor I have and I am wearing it to someone's funeral! (I stop---- thinking about all those times) That's all I ever worn it to. I don't wear it to weddings, I don't wear it to births, I don't wear it to balls or dances! BECAUSE I NEVER HAD THOSE ADVANTAGES! We where not allowed to have any!---MY KIND! did not have funerals WE where BELOW that honor! or the GOO left no bodies, as they are really good at destroying a person WHOLE!" This thing has only ever been associated with death and I hate it!" I look at Sir Wallace "Can I put this thing away already? I hate this thing. Every second its out it burns me." He says back "Of course."---Circe is about to peep up again and Wallace nixes that with a look. I open up my storage in the ether and shove it back into a far corner and I pray I don't need it anytime soon! Circe speaks up one more time. After I finished putting the armor away. I know this is a difficult question, I'm sure. Because it looks like your emotional attachment to that item is bad. But how long did it take you to make?" "It was not a planned project, with a start date or a certain finish date. It was my personal armor. So every minute that I did work on it, is kinda like a stolen or borrowed minute. I wasn't supposed to make it. So that's why it's got such fine small scales on it. Because I don't have enough time to do, but one or two at a time and then have to put it away. So it took literally--I start mentally calculating my head--- I think it took me about three and half centuries to get it finally--- most the major components assembled." Her eyes widened "That long?" "Its because I did not have dedicated time to it. I got a day or so to work on one or two pieces and then put them away and remember where they going to be at in the main suit. I had to plan it out mentally. It was something to do on the side to keep my mind off what I was doing at the time, when I had downtime. Sometimes I was lucky that the people minding me, Weren't watching me, when I was at a forge. So I had so time to make some major component parts on it once in a while." Circe writes something down really quick "So you made a lot of weapons and armor?" "Yeah it's kind of a backup skill I had. "I mumble out--not wanting to talk about it at all! Sir asks me rather nicely "If you don't want to talk about it--don't? Circe looks at him, Sir Wallace is shaking his head trying to tell Circe to leave best alone. As he feels talking of this is not exactly a bright spot in my mind. "Okay I'll kind of talk about it---" I mumble out. "After I got my major training on being a warrior" I come mumble some more "I got the warrior and magic basics under my belt. I did some combat time, came back and they trained me up some more as an assassin. During that they found I was a natural for archery. They put me in the advanced classes for that. I became really really good at it and arcane archery too. Then they sent me out in the field for some more combat time in, as I was really good at doing that. Then I was pulled back out of combat and did some of the assassin work again." I stop and think about that little escapade "that was less assassin work and more work at gathering information." As I'm thinking about it. I look up and see Violet is sitting the corner, she is sitting on one of the little decoration gargoyles up there. With her face in her hands, she's intently listening to me. Like a child would do for a story. --okay! mentally to myself 'this is more for her, than that these three idiots in front of me' "After I did the assassination bit for a while, I went back into major combat for quite some time--lots of major campaigns"-- I start into mumbling again as I lose thought about the pain and horror of then--- they could not make out what I was saying but did not ask questions-- "Then they took me back to the Academy, I taught some archery classes for a while." I become lost in thought-- thinking of the kids I was teaching up.--'did they live? or did I miss something in their teaching that got them killed? --I will never know?' Sir Wallace sees that I am stuck in deep thoughts and tries to jar me back "Please go on if you want or stop." "Then they pulled us aside for a special assignment. About half a dozen of us. They started teaching us how to make, repair or enhance. Weapons, armor or magic items. So that one day we could do, basic weapons and armor out the field They wanted all of us to fix things that got broke, verifying, assessing the damage to certain weapons and items. So they could be sent back to the kingdom and fixed by the specialists. We also made notes on what was a good item and what failed." I wince badly at that thought --peeling the dead out of failed armor--"We also made recommendations to what might work? on certain targets." "That's very interesting and a good idea they had there!" Sir Wallace adds in. "After they brought in the six of us, they whittled us down to four. Then the four where given special training"--I wince badly thinking about it and quiver a bit. Sir Wallace sees my reaction "Well that does not look like a good thing your thinking of there?" "NO its not---it was not exactly a happy thing" "If you want to stop go ahead?" "Ahhh no I am good----after a they did that to us" I wince again. I can see Sir Wallace thinking about the 'wince' I just did that he must be thinking about the way --I said 'TO' us, Instead of, with us or for us --as in 'PAINFUL TO us'--. Then they cut us all loose on making a lot of items. That's when I stole the time for making the major components for this armor--the central core of it and then I made a little bit--a little bit from there on out, to fill out the shell of it. At times I am sort of happy I did, as is it really came in handy later on." Well lass --you put a lot of time into it, do you really---?" I glare at him and it stops him mid sentence. Then say through clinched teeth "Like I said it's only associated with things that are dying or dead!" "Perhaps we can help you get some happy thoughts attached to this armor?" I keep glaring at Sir Wallace "Your British right?" "Of course I am lass?" "Would you consider a Maxim machine gun from late 1915 to be a good thing to be attached to you, as it mowed down Tommy's in the middle of Flanders Field or not? You think you could attach happy thoughts to that item ever again?" He ponders that "I was not even born at that time yet--but as a brit, I understand your point exactly--is that some things, just can't have a happy thought attached them---well I still suggest you keep it, --its just tooo---." "Yes I know its too pretty to destroy. But so is a A-bomb before it blows up--- that's all I want to talk about right now. Is there anything else you ladies and gentlemen want? Because I really want to get out of here right now, So I can go beat something up over at Laird hall, I was going to make some arrows --but after all this--no." "Is there anyway I really could get a look at that portable kit of yours?" Circe asks me again! as if I was going to change my mind! "NO! it's not gonna happen. You will contaminate it! As it will take hours to clean up someone else's essence off of that, even if you bleed just a minuscule amount. It will take forever to clean off. Besides which the only hands that have ever touched that item are Sidhe! I hate to tell you this, but humans leave a smearing residue behind on magic creation items Its just horrible to get it off. It may sound insulting to you? But it's true, when you get down to the real fine work of making items. You will find out exactly what I'm talking about." Circe questions me "What you mean by that?" "If you look at the magic items made by Sidhe from ages past, your going to find that their just like a Swiss watch in their microscopic details! Humans just haven't been able to get to that point. Dwarves are really good at it, but only for brutal weapons and other such things. Sidhe when creating certain items it's just-- the only other creature ever seen make an item that exquisite is a Artificer. I haven't seen Artificer for so long it's --I don't think they exist anymore." I wince when I say 'Artificer' again." "Can I go now? I am spent talking you people already about stuff from back then." Ms. Grimes says in a soft tone of sympathy "Okay you can go. But please- I want to see that item tomorrow if you can?" "No problem I'll show it to you. Are you going to be in all day or afternoon or night?" "After we leave I'm going home to go to bed, but I'll be in tomorrow after nine." "Sleep short don't you?" "Because now I got a weird schedule for my classes, That night enchanting class and others." I start walking to the door "I am going now anything else from you three--ladies and gentlemen?" They shake their heads and I walk out the door. After I leave the magic lab, the three of them start talking. "Did you see that kit box she had it was exquisite! I never seen---what little I saw--of it, such fine tools for making, enchanting items" Circe near bubbles out. Grimes adds in "The forge! I've never heard of anything such as that." Sir answers back "I heard rumors of something like that. But never heard of one so small thou." Sir looks to Circe--"Circe? how much essence do you think she poured into that forge to get it going?" "A lot! I don't-- think even I have that much essence to pour out in one shot into an object to get it to fire up like she did. No wonder she said its used for small items, that it takes up so much essence is to get it to go and heat up like it did?" Grimes remarked "What I don't like is it only took a couple hours to make it. but it was a simple item." Circe protested her statement "No-- it may have been a simple item, but it still takes days to make that. I would take me--days to make that." Circe adds after some thought "When you see that tomorrow, call me. I want to look at it myself." "Sure I'll call you up, as long as she's willing to standstill and wait for you to come over to look at it. I don't know if she is going to be willing?" "Tell her you will give her extra credit--put a carrot on that stick!" Circe sasses. "Elyzia be careful that one, carrot on a stick? She does not take rewards without it meaning something to her. Your going to have to make a promise to her and give her something very specific. She's very to the rules and very to the exact wording of what you said." Sir Wallace nods to her. Circe adds "She kept on talking about an Artificer like she'd met with more than one or had some encounter with one?" Sir Wallace interrupts her "She did not have "just" an encounter with one. She had a painful encounter with one! She winced at it and once again when she was thinking about it. Then when she was talking about their training. She said TO! them! AS in hurt them! or something. Not train them or something else. That's got me more worried than anything else." Circe glances at sir Wallace "What do you mean by that?" "Circe my dear you really! Need to read that Drow's file and ask Carson to give you the medical file on her. I am sure you can get authorized for it." "Why is that Wallace?" "Because I'll tell you right now, As I am sure that you can get it anyway, being in your mostly in charge of the department. You need to know the students under you. That the Dark elf there-- that DROW isn't just a regular Drow. Someone in her past MESSED with her in a big way! She's been magically enhanced or changed? Something like one of our divisors that messes with DNA would! She's nowhere near to being a regular elf at all in that body! It's like someone took a FORD car body and put a Ferrari chassis and motor underneath of it!" Circe questioned "She has been that--extensively modified, what do you mean exactly." Sir Wallace shakes his head "She's got two hearts instead of one, her lungs have been changed, her blood changed, her bone structure, muscles, everything! Even her eyes--Drow eyes are nowhere near what she's got. Some the stuff that she did while, I saw her for those couple of days at ARC. I read the reports later on--of her are spooky! She can hear people down the hallway, hundreds of feet and figure what they're doing? I heard from Ito the other night, Because I have been keeping tabs on her. As she's moving around the school. She practiced for 8+ hours last night --straight! Without even taking a break and she pounded the crap out of the practice dummy dummies up at Laird hall up there. Now she's off to do it again? If it wasn't for all the exams that she's been doing, she probably been doing for the last couple of days straight!" "But Circe-- what bothers me the most is when she said --she was never given the advantages of celebrating births, weddings, parties, or most of all the honor of a funeral for her fellow fallen friends. She was treated less than a slave I think! I still remember what she screamed at Aunghadhail that first day! They stole her life, made her a slave, no will of her own, and changed her to what she is now. I near quote her as best I can. So remember her whole life till now, has been pain and no choices. My bet that is why she does not like us looking into her things or her. So I am going to give her room to move around in from now on and lets see what happens?" Ms. Grimes chimes in "Tomorrow she's gonna be busy with punishment detail over Hawthorne I heard." "Well that's going to be interesting? I wonder what they can cook up for her to do there?" Wallace laughs. "I heard the they are going to have her clean puppets room. But who knows what they will have her do?" Grimes adds in. "I will talk to Fey when we go on this trip starting tomorrow about this Drow. To see what she's got to say about her. With her being more close to her. Then maybe I can corner Sara for a while" Sir Wallace thinks on for a time "And another thing? it's like when she came back into the room. She said she knew we had not moved? Like she was positive! She didn't just say it." Circe replies "Yes it was kinda weird. It's like she's got a familiar or something?" Grimes shakes her head "Never heard of any of the elves here ever having a familiar. That's more of a human thing." "She was talking with the Pixies a lot, is it possible?" Wallace questions them both. Circe adds in "Well that would be unusual for a Pixie, who is a higher- order creature to be a familiar with an elf? That would become below them. But I don't know I can look in the older books about this and see if there's anything in the stories, rumor mills, about Drows and Pixies?" Above them Violet shakes her fist at the insult to her not working with Drows! Wallace shakes his head at the idea "I doubt there's anything that, strangely written down out there about that. Were talking about a long time ago before humans can even write it out. It would be more of it in songs or something. Too bad more Sidhe books did not survive that time." "Wallace have you asked her, if she has any books from that time? She obviously has a lot of other stuff?" Grimes asks of him. He shakes his head "That is a high possibility, that she has a lot of stuff from that time. You have to read the report from ARC. She brought back of just a enormously huge box! I don't know if it was created some how or was buried and she teleported to it? Who knows but it's obviously a connection to back then." He starts walking out of the room. Circe starts looking around the room "I got to wonder if there's a familiar that she had?" Unknown to Circe Violet has been hiding up in the corner, doing exactly what I'd hoped that she be doing! Keeping an eye on them until they dispersed. As Circe walks out with Ms Grimes, Violet flies down really quick and slides out the door without them noticing. Then goes down the hallway to, join me outside as I am standing there waiting for her to show. I feel Violet come up to me and sit on my shoulder. "You're ready?" I port over to Laird hall and walk in the door and I see Sensei Tolman is there. She looks like she's doing the last section of a class. She is there very early or very late? I walk over to her "Sensei Tolman? I talked to Ito the other night about practice and is it okay with you?" "Of course it's okay with me, he's already agreed to it." I go over the sword practice area. Manifest on a medium set of armor, as that is what I fight in when I use blades the most. I start up a couple of automated targets there. I find that they're so easy to predict. I can hear the more motor spin up before it makes a move or tries to strike at me. They are just too easy for me to do any good practice with and their programming is really too simple. They don't it seems to me have any surprise moves? After a while pounding on them, pretty much practicing the basic moves in my opinion. I switch to the heavy bags again. After an hour of that I go back to the sword practice area and run through my moves, to get my 'flow' back. I run my practice into porting back and forth behind my targets for a strike and several hours pass. I see sensei Ito standing over the far corner watching me from a distance. After some time I finally see him walk towards and he stands on the corner of the of the practice mat where a true trainer would stand. He waves at me to come over. I drop the practice sword to the mat and walk over to give him a respectful bow. "Yes sensei you require something of me?" I ask. "Walk with me for a while." As we walk, the 7 o'clock class looks like it's coming in. The students line up and Tolman starts to run them hard. "Rohanna if I may ask? When I called you over, you put your practice blade down before you even turned to me --why?" "Sensei Ito. In the way I was taught, to turn to a teacher with a blade out at the ready. Meant you thought you where their equal and ready to take the class from them. So if you did --you fought right there and in most cases you lost. Got beat badly or died. Like I have said to some, my training was not cute or fluffy at all." "Humm interesting way of teaching there, far too brutal for here!" he laughs "The reason why we are talking now is, because I noticed that your quite dedicated and your obviously driven. The one thing I've noticed about your style is your obviously trained into blows, strikes and I don't see you doing any grappling moves or tossing? So obviously it's not in your repertory?" "Not exactly." "But you have definitely been taught well. Who ever taught you, did an exceedingly well job with what they taught you. Your moves are very exacting, obviously with lots of practice. It looks like you're just getting used to what happened to you and your memories are coalescing with the body that exists with you now. At quite a rapid rate I might add, as I see you making less and less jerky mistakes over the last two days alone. Like I said it looks like you don't have a grappling are holding moves at all why is that?" "Sensei Ito they really didn't teach us that." He stops "Why wouldn't they teach you grappling or holding moves?" "Sensei Ito you're thinking of your artform, where an opponent surrenders and you win the match. I was trained in another artform where the opponent surrenders its spirit into the next life and I win the match. You understand my joke?" "Yes---so in other words you don't grapple or wound an opponent. You where only set forth to kill one. So it looks like we have to work on that whole section with you." "Yes Sensei it's one of the reasons, I am worried about practicing with your students. As if I slip up and go back into old habits." He starts nodding "Yes you could damage someone quite easily." He stopped and turned my attention over to one of the dummies "The other thing I noticed, is that when you hit, the man shaped dummies. You only seem to hit them in certain spots. Is that a relationship to something?" "Yes Sensei--if I'm applying it correctly and I'm pretty sure I am. If that was a person, that strike would shatter bones and major sections of the body. If not shattering the whole Skeleton and burst all the organs." He looks very surprised at that "Oh?--and your practicing that here in a school." He shakes his head "We going to definitely have to work with your grappling moves. From what I'm seeing so far. I think I am going to recommend that you take both the advance and the beginner class, at the same time. So that I have double the amount of time to work with you. Because we want to get you definitely up to speed and not been so- --aah 'aggressive' should be the term." "Thanks Sensei." "Of course--- maybe you can teach more of the advanced classes some of those strikes and moves of yours?" I shake my head "I really don't want to teach-- kids-- that!" "I understand what your getting to, That teaching children how to kill other people. Would be very irresponsible thing. Remember that some of the these students are going to need to know that?" I am shaking my head even more. "I hope not, That a kid from here will need that knowledge. I don't want---I really don't want to do that." I stand there thinking shaking my head 'no'. He taps my arm to get my attention back. I jerk and nearly jump for a split second. Not expecting it. "That's one thing you got to learn about this school is supposed to be a very sheltered place. You have to stop being so jumpy and waiting for someone to attack you all the time. It's not going to happen here." I turn and looked down at him "It already--did happen Sensei? Before I got here didn't it?" He thinks about what I'm saying and implying "Yes it did happen. Your right." "It's also happened more than that night and I've also heard about that--Sensei. So this school being a safe place isn't exactly true. It's more of a giant bull's-eye with mutants in the center of it." He shakes his head and put his hands behind his back. Then walks around "My friend, unfortunately you're right. That's why I want you teaching the students some of your more delicate moves, that are little bit more forceful. But maybe not all the stuff that you know. Just some to give them more of a rounded education. Because some of the moves, I've seen you apply. I don't know course. It looks like you know many techniques I don't know." "Of course Sensei you are going to know far more about what you were specifically talking about, holding and grappling moves. So should I expect some one-on-one education with you on that or what?" "I will endeavor to make sure you get caught up as fast as possible and it looks like you have the time to do it. You don't sleep at night. So maybe I will see if I can slide you into some other specific classes to go with that. Your also probably going to be taking the special topics class, for weapons that are associated with martial arts?" Yes of course Sensei--I am going to take the swordsmanship class. Why wouldn't I?" I am also going to be taking the archery class. I am going to see if I can get the teacher to maybe? Make me a student instructor. Because in that class I can at least understand teaching the kids there everything I know about the subject! Because it is what it is." "Yes! I will talk to the archery instructor for you and see if she can put you in a assistant instructor position maybe and get you paid for it?" "I'm not worried about the money. I am just worried about the teacher not respecting me. That I already know more than enough and probably more than they do about that subject." He stops me for a second with his hand "Let me guess when your specifically referring to archery, you taught it yourself-- didn't you?" "Yes I did for many many years." I nod more than happy. He waves his hand at me "How many years did you teach it?" "In short--well over 200 years." His eyebrow comes up surprised--"Okay--I guess you would be considered definitely an expert at it, if you taught it for that long. How do you think your students did with the knowledge that you handed to them?" I shook my head "I don't want to think about it. That if I messed something up, that they didn't make it. Because I missed one thing that I should've taught them. I just don't want to think about that. As I think about them all as successes. Not about failures." He starts walking me down towards the other practice dummies and heavy bags. "If you want to continue back with your exercises go right ahead I shouldn't be bothering you anymore today. Do you need a reminder for you to go to Hawthorne?" he asks. I look at him surprised "Does everybody know I am going to Hawthorn?" "Of course we do with the faculty, we talk. Especially about your little first morning encounter with the security staff and Samantha." He chuckles. "You and Samantha might be--kind of kindred souls? She is an old warrior herself even thou you can't see it. She definitely likes sniper work with the long-range rifles. You being an Archer and her being a rifle sniper. You guys might want to have a conversation about that. You both might find a common ground to have a good friendship." "Okay"-- I manifest out of my armor back in my street clothes. "Thank you Sensei for the chat, I have to get going." "I look forward to it, come over anytime you want" he says to me as I go. After I leave Laird hall, I teleport over the Grove and walk up to the tree, then lift my charm off of the branch that I placed it on. I start to deeply examine it with my magic. Its perfect and everything is fully set--just so--really good work for someone just getting everything back together in their skull! Violet is buzzing around the tree and me "TRY IT ON!" she cries out in glee. I drop the charm around my neck and Violet hovers in front of me "It's working! It looks really good. You look just like a stupid human girl!" she says really snarky to me, then she starts laughing like a maniac. "Great! thanks--your oh so helpful Violet!" I take a playful swipe at her. I need to go back to Poe to say goodbye to Fey before she goes off!. I port back in my room make sure charm around my neck is working with a small check in the mirror behind the door there, then I leave my room to walk down the hall. I see a couple of people that I have met. It looks like they are tiring to figure out who the new student is? What they see-- is the illusion I now wear. Instead of the real me beneath it!. I walk to Fey's room and its open door, I walk right by Chaka, she stands there looking at me with her head tilted, not knowing what's going on. I walk up to Fey, as she could not hear me creeping up behind her. She turns around suddenly and glares at me. I hug her really quick and she pushes me off quite violently. "Who the hell are you!" boy is she mad! I back up a bit and do a fist pump! "YES! it worked!" Fey looks at me for a LONG second and just doesn't understand. I reach around my neck, pull the charm off and go back to normal. Chaka reels back for a split second, as the illusion fades away. Fey starts to giggle "Okay! that's a good trick! So you finished that illusion charm last night. You mind?" I hand it to her, so she can look at it. Aunghadhail comes into possession of her body. You can always see the difference, that regal demeanor comes over her and her glamour gets a little more forceful. Aunghadhail looks it over "Exquisite work!" "Thanks, I made last night" I say proudly. "I still can't believe you made this in one night?" "It took only a couple hours." Aunghadhail is aghast "A couple hours to make a charm this good? With this fine engraving on it, with the spell work in it and it's been three layered properly. This work is not halfway done, it's done correctly and is permanent." "Of course? Its the way I was taught. Do stuff correctly and do it right OR don't do it at all!" She hands it back to me Aunghadhail leans forward to me and whispers "We got to talk in the Grove again sometime next week. About-- this is something new and I want to discuss it with you." "Okay?--I don't understand why it's so special? Its just what I do?" She shakes her head for minute. Nikki comes back--Then looks at me quizzically. "Aunghadhail is really kind of upset that you did that so fast. I don't understand why it's such a big deal?" Then Nikki tunes out for a second, getting on a minute.---'The reason I am surprised--child is this--think to when Rohanna just hugged you?'-- 'Yes Aung?'---'Did you see any illusion on her at all? or did it completely fool you into not seeing a sidhe, a Drow, or even Rohanna! It did fool you! completely! you could not see any magic hiding her at all! All you saw was a female human and you believed it! That is how good her charm is, it should take weeks to make one to that level! Only an Artificer should be able to do that!'--- She comes back, her eyes are wide with surprise "Ohhh! Now I understand why she is so surprised, that---WOW!---you don't know a person named?-- Caitlin?" I shake my head "No? I've no idea who that is---pretty much everybody I know in the school you introduced me to except for Dr. bellow's student assistant. So no I have not met a Caitlin yet?" "So you didn't have Caitlin make this for you?"---'she dares to ask twice! and near call me a liar!' "NO! I made it!" I near roar at her "You can ask Ms Grimes! I told you last night I was going to make it!" Nikki shakes her head "Sorry Rohanna I am not trying to insult you? I did not think, you would make it! I thought you where saying you could- -now this is here and now its 'you can!' it kinda surprises me is all." I see her bags on the floor and I pick them up really quick. Nikki says "I can make those lighter with a spell?" "Why would I need them lighter? I can lift over a ton! 75 pounds a bag is nothing!." laugh out as I take them up to the front main entryway and set them to the side. As I get there I see a car is waiting for her I yell down the hallway "Nikki your car is here!" I see her jog down the hall with a coat on. I lean to give her a hug "If you get in trouble! you contact me and I come running! You got it! Tell your dad thanks again I will see him soon!" "I will! Just hold down the fort here and I'll be back!" I watch her jump into the car and go. I went back to my room I put the charm down on my desktop. I pick up a piece of paperwork there, I have to give to the house mother of Hawthorne and I walk out the front door of Poe. Then I start walking the in the direction of Hawthorne. Because I have not gone there physically yet, so I actually have to 'hoof it' at least once. Walking across the campus, I am noticing everything around. A couple people staring! at me, I check the flag--nope its green so they are just rude or think I must be a new 'Jobe' experiment? Its Friday so it looks like all the classes are slowed down a little bit. As there is going to be a break next week, between the schools sessions. I walk into the Hawthorne main entry and I walk up to the house mother's residence. I knock on the door, as it opens, I see a lady in a floating chair "Mrs. Cantrel? I am here to do my punishment?" "So Miss Leigh--Well I was suggested by Mrs. Carson that you clean Puppets room, considering that your one of the few on-campus, That-- ahh-- nothing can pretty much poison you or affect you? So that is one of the rooms that we have most problems with the people going in it. If you want to-- there is a cover-up suit here in the closet, that should fit you. It's disposable so just wad it up and toss it in the bag in the closet and everything will be fine. Just go to puppets room and she'll tell you what you need to do. There's instruction sheet marked on the door of puppets room for this kind of stuff. She tells me the door number and I go upstairs. First I go to the closet and get a suitable coverall. I was thinking at first to use my armor, but why bother with armor and look silly? I will just use the coveralls. I grab a set in my size. I then truck upstairs to the right floor? I look for the right door and I knock on it. I hear a voice say "come in?" quietly. I walk-in, as I start putting the coveralls on "Good morning Puppet! I'm here to clean your room up? Or do you prefer to be called something else?" "Puppet is fine--- the instructions on the door behind you and get to it!" She near barks at me. I am shocked that is she's so short, curt with her assessments with me and lack of manners! I glare at her and I just shake my head. I open the closet door and find a packet with a basic instruction manual and diagrams on how to clean up, clean the filters out and all the other stuff. The first part is to get buckets out of the closet next to puppets room and I go outside really quick, I leave the door open. I get the two buckets with lids that are required. The couple of filters and stuff that are required by the diagrams in the instructions. I start getting to work "Well are you having a good morning so far?" "Not really" and that's all she says? I am taken back that she's short and ill-mannered! But I let it go and start cleaning stuff up, by the first step as shown. I keep on doing stuff as shown for about ten minutes--later on--I figure that maybe? She's mellowed out a little bit. "What are your plans today? Tell me while I am doing this or lets chat about something?" She puts her book down really quick "I'm reading--leave me alone!" I'm offended at this point! I let it slide for little bit. Maybe she's having a bad morning. I continue on with cleaning for an another hour, I am moving on from one section to the next. I'm getting a good two hours into it and she's been is quiet all this time. Then she gets, short and sassy at the two hour mark "Aren't you done with that section YET! You should be done." I stand up I glare at her "It's my first time doing it. I am making sure I am doing it correctly and by the steps. I'm a perfectionist, SO unless you want to tell me how to speed this up? I am doing it exactly as the manual says!" She shakes her head dismissively, then goes back to reading. I keep on going with the next section of work on cleaning her pumps. I finally get done with that in about an hour. I got only 2 more steps to go, should only take about 45 minutes or so as I flipped ahead in the book to see. I ask her again politely "Well Puppet? stop me if I am interrupting you or bothering you too much?" --silence-- "So I guess your day so far--is not too happy? or since its Friday, your feeling down or something?" "I don't want to talk to you! Your just here to clean this stuff up and get out of here!" she is mean in her tone to me. 'That was undeserved!- -little girl!' I think. I stop, fully disgusted by her tone. I put the stuff down, glare at her hard! I walk to her bed and sternly look down at her "HEY! I am trying to be nice to you! I am talking to you because I want to! Not because I have to! So there is no account for ill-manners from you!" She looks at me offended "You can't talk to me like that!" "Of course I am going to talk to you like that! You don't have any manners toward me! I am going to treat you like ill-mannered child, just like your acting right now!" She nearly yells at me "I am not a child! I am older that you!" "Older?--I'm an elf and a lot older than you think! I never took backtalk or sass from the people I've taught in life! I am not about to take it from you! Just because your laying in that bed, everybody should feel sorry for you. I'm not going to do it for you. Some people have been a lot worse off than you are! So boo-hoo get on with life, be happy that your living here and people here care about you. Some even try to help you get out of the situation your in! Its NO account for having ill-manners and being mad at everybody in the world. Because if you keep it up, your going to end up with only people that come visit you is family, no friends at all." I turn around go back to work. "You can't talk to me like that!" "I just did! Would you like me to continue on talking to you like that! Your ill-tempered and ill-mannered. If you don't start apologizing or least acting like you got some manners and being nice I will not talk to you anymore. I am going to let you yell and scream across room and nothing is going to be heard from me." She's definitely shaking her head. Like no one's ever talked to her like this. "So--? no one has ever really barked at you for the for being ill- mannered? Because your in bad situation and you want to pass on all the feelings. Just understand this some other people in this world, among others have had a bad time too. Some of them are dead now because they had a worse time than you. It's like I said before boo-hoo get on with it." I work on the next section, While she is sitting there trying to figure out what to say. I get it done and then I get the next section taken care of. I stand up with everything, I put what needs to be in the clean bags, to keep anything from going wrong or get spilled out. "Puppet I have a question for you? If you would not mind answering for me please?" "WHAT?!" "There you go ill-manners again I asked you with manners, a please and used the correct tone of voice and you just barked back again? You have not learned your lesson yet? OKAY FINE THEN!--where in the heck! to do these buckets go with the contaminated waste?" She sits there and thinks. "This was an easy question? Its obvious that someone comes in here every three days and does this for you. So you otta know where this stuff goes!" Her eyes, light up for a second! "The four basement bathroom, the right of the staircase. Don't use the elevator for waste--its in the rules." "Humm that's kind of far? But okay. I'll be back. Maybe by then you'll have some manners and we can talk a little bit. Because after I get this bucket stuff done. I can go anytime I want to. So in other words I'll be staying in this room because I want to--not because I have to." I open up the door, leave it open, Go back grab the two buckets and trudge down the stairs. She said to me not to use the elevator and I did read it in the book too. So I know she is not messing with me. So down I go! While I am going down the back stairs unknown to me--Sara is coming up from her room in the level one basement, on the main staircase out front. She tramps down the hallway and in walks in Puppets room. To see all the cleaning supplies are out. Thus saying to her, I am still around. She looks to Puppet in her bed "Hey Puppet! how's it going?" "How are you Sara? I have not seen you in a few days?" "Well I have been doing a project, that is keeping me busy and that project has been visiting you! A dark elf, a real tall! one, 6 foot like?"--she puts her hand out indicating 6 foot tall-- "Real muscular, white eyes and mean teeth!" "Oh that one! the ill-mannered one that has been talking down to me and back to me and sassing at me!" Puppet shrieks out. Sara leers at Puppet bewildered "Rohanna?" "She never did say her name to me?" Puppet hakes her head. "Well that's not like her? Did you--" a suspicious look comes over Sara's face "Did you get sassy with Rohanna when she first came in the room? and was probably going to introduce herself?" Puppet rocks back and forth "Kinda" She finally says sheepishly. "Then! there is your reason why she probably barked right back at you! She probably gave you more than one chance to be nice didn't she?" "Yeah." "She let you have it verbally didn't she? She was not going to put up with your crap?" Puppet gets real apologetic now, as she has been called out! "You're right" she near whines. "So where is she?" Sara stands there, looking impatient and taping her foot. "I decided to play a joke on her!" Puppet smiles. Sara now really concerned--as she thinks fast 'ohh crap a joke on this Drow not good!' "What do you mean--play a joke?--Puppet?" Puppet giggles a little bit "I played the same on her, like Bubba did to you a couple of months back" she grins. Sara is horrified--her eyes go wide in shock, then gasps out "You sent her down to the fourth floor basement bathroom!" her voice squeaks up! "YA? she looked like she can handle herself." Sara near screams out "You don't know what you have done!" "She won't get hurt will she?" Puppet asked now looking a bit sacre