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Octavia followed after and closed the door, breathing a silent but deep sigh of relief as they entered on time, she was extremely worried the whole way over. Worrying about the possibility that there was another sniper and worrying that they might not make it in time. They seemed in the clear now, somewhat, and that was a bit of relief. Taking in the room, Octavia immediately recognized the elderly apothecary, though she really had to get used the fact that she seemed to be everywhere. If the situation hadn't been so dire, Octavia probably would have jumped out of her skin from the Lady's mysterious voice that came out of seemingly no where earlier. Not to mention the way the bolt seemingly moved on it's own. Looking at the fourth person in the room, of who she didn't at all recognize, she assumed him to be the reason the were there, seeing at how Eric's mentor temporarily mended, but was unable to fix Eric up. Regardless of what or who, however, Eric had better make a full recovery because she would probably be unable to forgive herself otherwise. Or Eric for that matter. (Sorry it's rough, though it should be mentioned that it's 12:15am right now xD)

NAME: Marrissa Penther ((Can and often goes by Marri or Rissa)) DESCRIPTION: Marrissa is tall and somewhat thin, hitting about 5'7 and weighing 128lbs. Her hair is a bright copper, very wavy, and while it is long, she is seldom seen without it wrapped up in a bun and secured with a silver cage and pin. Marrissa is fair skinned and heavily freakled, with a narrow face and slightly protrudent cyan eyes and sharp features. Normally Rissa is seen sporting a button up white blouse and pants of variating colours and brightness, though she favours dark blue. PERSONALITY: Marissa generally acts neither nice nor mean, her demeanor is often changing on her mood and she very rarely filters what goes through her mind. She is not very discrete, but she is very open and honest because of this. Essencially summed up with the word "eccentric" when it comes to her actions. Despite her occasional rudeness, Marri is a generally extraverted person and is very talkative, though, she may be a pain to be with. *Cough* I may or may not have been playing Touhou when naming her. *Cough*

Imma interested~! It's sort of like a one shot RP been planning to make one myself.

Claiming Riolu :3

^^My life in a nutshell.

xD What about Zourark (for human to poke). Probably going Riolu since I always am Riolu.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=csf0CdOhrQA

Explorers of Sky, one of my all time favorite games. Plus, I have yet to do a Pokemon rp so count me in!

I've got some songs in mind, mwhaha.

"A tower in the west situated by the wall," Octavia said. "I know that way is west," she said, pointing to the general direction. "It shouldn't be hard to miss," she said, being very grateful for this man's help, she hoped they would make it in time. Octavia's hand hovered over the handle of her scythe as she spoke. "Let's go."

Then a late welcome to you. Welcome~!

((Half way through making a big a*s post and I got ninja'd. Okay. xD)) "Oi--!" Octavia started, Eric had, for whatever reason, suddenly shoved Octavia down, though she realized what was happening a split second later. He had saved her life, killed the assailant, but he had taken the bolt that probably would have killed her. Why? Octavia was stunned by both that and the fact that a Church sniper had taken aim specifically at the two of them. "Someone, get a healer, please! This boy's life is in danger!" There was a guy who probably witnessed what had happened and came over before she could react. Partially annoyed at herself for freezing like she did, she quickly came closer, grabbing the things she needed. Putting a slightly shaky hand hand in her bag, she wrapped her fingers over bandages and two vials that she could recognize due to the engravings she had put on the surface of the glass. One of them had three bands encircling it, the other had two. The expression on Octavia's face hardened from a mix of shock and confusion to a sort of cold anger, forcing herself to calm down. She was going to get to the bottom of this. "Please, go get someone with knowledge of healing magic for him." Octavia realized this was directed at herself and she instead knelt down next to them. Opening both vials, one had a clear mixture that looked like plain water with a yellowish tint and the other contained a very viscous, dark green concoction. “I'm an apothecary, I can stop the bleeding til we can reach a healer,” Octavia said quietly, preoccupied with the task at hand as she cut some strips of the bandaging cloth. “Although I think that with whatever is happening, it would be difficult to find a magic healer right now,” she added. She moved the cloth over so that she could clearly reach the wound. Her face twitched slightly at the sight of all the blood. She moved quickly, pouring a liberal amount of the clear fluid, an antiseptic and anti-inflammatory, into and around the wound. Octavia then poured almost all of the green stuff in the same manner, it should harden somewhat and act as a sort of seal for the time being, now bandaging it as tight as she could to slow the blood flow. She was at least glad the bolt was still in the wound.

"What is going on though?" She mused quietly, somewhat preoccupied with her thoughts, although a smile did flicker on her face. Just some Ressurection. Accepting the hand up, Octavia nodded slightly as a thanks, and she turned her attention back to the building where all the action seemed to be originating from. Her pulse was racing with excitement. She was really tempted to go over to the source of what all was happening. Really tempted. And her thoughts also flashbacked to what the old lady, Eric's mentor, had said. Was there a connection between that and tonight's change of events? No, Octavia nearly laughed. That's just getting too far out there, still.... "Do you want to head over there?" She asked Eric.

"Hey, Get up Octavia... are you alright?" Octavia opened her eyes, blinking away the black dots that obscured her vision, confused for a moment, although seeing Eric with some blood on his face made her remember precisely what had happened. "Ow," She muttered, sitting up. It took a few moments to gather her thoughts, for her head felt like it was split open and she could feel bruises forming along her spine from where she'd landed on her scythe. Yeah, quick note to self; get a better scythe. She checked the spot on her head where -as she suspected- there was a lump forming, aside from minor injuries, however, she was fine. "Yeah, I'm all good here," Octavia said. Glancing at Eric up and down briefly, she assumed he was too. "What the heck was that though..?"