Nalin Marit
10th of Ashan of the 718th Arc
10th of Ashan of the 718th Arc
"Common" "Common Sign" "Scalveen"
Nalin blinked in the realization that they were actually at the Academy. He'd been that spaced out? That wasn't good. Sure he could attribute some of it to being deep in thought, but maybe he was still feeling the effects of his illness. To be honest, that had been the most sleep he'd gotten in a long while as well. Most people would be astonished that he had been able to keep going after basically tiring himself out to such extents.He almost stumbled as he walked through the door, his sister just stepped in to make sure that he wouldn't fall over, when he didn't she went back to standing a distance away from him. He looked at her confused a moment but looking to Volker when he realized that Volker wasn't the best at talking with people.
He had to hold back his laughter this late at night, to be honest, it was a surprise that the secretary lady was still there. Though it did look like she was starting to pack up for the night. She looked up to the motley assortment of visitors and frowned a bit. "It's you people again!? You've been in here almost every trial since the night of the 2nd. Do I need to call the guards?"
Nalin froze a moment and then shook his head. "No.. No.. here find Faith? Healer! Please, must find Faith, told to find her!" He stepped forward a bit and the lady looked at them skeptical. Especially at Volker, if she were a cat, she'd have her hackles raised.
"That would be the medical wing, on the other side of the building for a healer. Don't know if Faith is in right now. But you can ask them down there," She looked back at Nalin, pointing down a hall. "But if you were told to visit her, then I have to assume it's something that no normal healer can help you with. Hurry, out of my sight, your.. guard gives me the creeps." The entire time, her hand was on her bag. As if ready to brandish it.
Nalin nodded swiftly and hurried to Volker's side, grabbing his hand before he could think, setting a brisk pace to get out of the ladies sight, looking for signs that said Medical Wing or A door that said Faith's name on it. Trying to be careful about running into anyone.
Lavender rushed after them both, a slight look of envy could be seen on her face, her eyes on the connection between the two men.