Moontalk (Moore, 85 days left)

[Anastasia]

"Okay...okay...." Jetina's voice is woozy, "Take me there. I want to rest."

[Nephrite]

"Okay, hold on just a moment." Moore says. He pats her hand gently as he goes back outside of the tomb. "We're going back to Aurora, could one of you go ahead of us and ask Elena to have a robe on hand that we can wrap her in when she gets there?"

[Anastasia]

Mei shakes her head and undoes her robe - a simple, old thing, the basic of basics. Uncaring of her undressed state, she picks it up, hands it to you and then points ahead, back towards Jetina.

Cresiel politely averts his eyes, "Ahem. I will do so." A murmured prayer and a gate appears, Cresiel going through it.

[Nephrite]

Moore just smiles at Mei and gives her a silent laugh and shrug in Cresiel's direction for her benefit. He gestures towards the Gate and nods, but turns and will go back with the robe.

"I need to create a spell that just makes plain clothes..." He says to himself as he returns.

[Anastasia]

It's easy enough to dress Jetina in it - Mei's shorter than her but it's no big deal.

Taking them back?

[Nephrite]

Yes.

[Anastasia]

The return is uneventful enough and...

What are you going to do with Jetina back?

[Nephrite]

She can go rest in the medical area since they're used to dealing with that sort of thing. He'll make sure Mei's robe gets returned.

Other than that he's just going to see if anyone needs any help. He still does want to go back and do the operation on Smoke again but it's probably best to wait until the days sync up before he tries.

[Anastasia]

Okay, I'm going to pause you here. Tryll and Surru need to catch up, I've said today is meant to focus on them, so I'm going to start swinging towards that.

[Anastasia]

Do me a favor and post a roll of 1d100, Moore.

[Nephrite]

[13:35] <Nephrite> roll 1d100
[13:35] <Serith> Nephrite roll for Serith < 82 > [d100=82]

[Anastasia]

You wander a bit. Things are tense, waiting, but you soon enough find yourself back in the cafeteria, unexpectedly hungry. As you settle in to get a bite to eat?

"There you are," Finnegan takes a seat next to you.

[Nephrite]

"Finnegan." Moore says with a nod. "I still owe you a more proper apology, though I don't think words will quite suffice." He gestures at a spot across from him nonetheless.

[Anastasia]

"Well, you're alive to give one," Finnegan says, "Be thankful for that alone."

[Nephrite]

"Ha." He smiles, then shakes his head. "You're right. Wallowing in the past isn't going to solve anything, nor make up for what happened. Going forward, I understand better how to handle situations like that... But, even more importantly, that considering the circumstances with everything going on, a normal battle against some devils is very quickly going to spiral out. They're doing the same thing we are." He takes in a breath. "Either way, what can I do for you?"