Star Lin

Thanks, Asmodean. Can't help but worry a little. We almost lost her one time before a couple of years ago to infection. That was coloring my post when I type it up. You're right, she's home and resting since it was caught it early, so she'll be just fine.

Royalist and favored daughter of Ul'dah, Madam Margret Waterstrike was rush by Airship to Gridania to be seen by the Conjurer. It is unknown at this time of her condition, how serious and what cause the sudden illness to befall her. This reporter has been told that her adoptive son, John Waterstrike was seen outside the Guild, awaiting word on his Mother's condition. As most in Ul'dah know, the Waterstrikes have been running the "Dawning Hope" Clinic since the lost of their first born, Tanya Waterstrike, at the Battle of Carteneau while tending to wounded. At the time, the Clinic is still operating, under the watchful eyes of Mimi Sola until such a time as Madam Waterstrike is well enough to take over duty at Dawning Hope again. We'll hopefully have word from her husband Thomas on how fair her condition soon. Until then please offer prayers to the Twelve for a speedy recovery.

So, I posted in the chat yesterday that mom has the early stage of Pneumonia. She at home and doing well. The pneumonia is in her left lung and she's on two antibiotics as well as a steroid to help keep her lungs open. Please still keep us in your thoughts and prays. Hopefully these treatments will help her improve soon. Star Lin

Yep, John will be there, got the whole day off. And if you seen the plot that I've set up in Healer's and Fighter's storylines, he's going to need all the friends and help he can get. Also John will come bearing a gift for Jancis, for all the hard work she puts into the event and also to make up for coming to the Thaliak one while still sick. He also will have his camera with him so he's going to take a lot of pictures, in hope that he is able to mend his friendship with Howl, and will be able to show them to him.

The group meet at Horizon, gathering there as the final bit of planning was done before going after Raimy. He ignore the burning in his left arm, as he mount Safire. The group made for the Silver Bazaar, where Raimy was being held. As Titor work out how they would go in, John spread his fingers out, testing the aether in the area, hoping to pinpoint where Raimy was at. There wasn't any sense of Raimy and he wished that he had been around the other more so he would have had a better reading on the other's aether. He then watch Titor move over, knocking over an oil lamp to start a fire. He follow after, the group going through the back window, and startling the guard that was there. John just had a moment to take in the attack directed at him, calling out to Kit. He thought that she would just do a tackle at the sword man but his stomach twist at the sight of her catching on feet on the man's chest and clamp her teeth on the man's nose. He started beating on her and John went to ready a Ruin spell when she drop from the man's face, teeth holding part of the man's nose. The rest of the fight was blurr, narrowing into one focus point when Titor call him back into the building. They had found Raimy, in an even worst condition that he had seen in Amaya's memories. Titor telling him to teleport him and Raimy out of there. The moment that they came back from the lightshow, he drag the other into the medbay. He settle onto the bed beside Raimy, taking a moment to place his hand on the other's face. 'John,' Kit whisper in his head but he ignore it. He reach in himself, letting his aether flow into Raimy, pushing more into the other when the wounds weren't healing fast enough. The rest blurr again, this time from the draining that he had done with his aether. He thought that Kit had call out to him to stop at one point and then someone had scoop him up and he found himself in bed. Titor's voice faded as he finally pass out, only to find himself back in that memory again. 'No, no, no...' he thought, watching Fabrellet come toward him. "Curse child, I'll make sure that you pay for your sins. The elements still call for your to be return to the void." The dark blade coming down at his heart again. He brought his hand up, blinking as he found that he was holding Kit's book. His eyes narrow for a split second and then he aim the book at Fabrellet, casting Ruin, and knocking him back and into the light of the opening door. His eyes shot open, blinking as he found that he was sitting up in bed, and Kit's book open as if he had just cast a spell. The cut on his arm flared in icy heat and then faded to a dull throb. 'John,' Kit scare voice sounded in his head. He weakly settle back into the bed. "I'm ok," he whisper aloud. He was breathing hard but he left the book open on his chest. "It's just a nightmare, Kit. I'm not going to worry them any more then they are." He also didn't want Howl to think he was using this to get him to talk to him again. John let his eyes close, waiting for sleep to claim him, waiting for the nightmare to return. Yet, as sleep claim him, his mind slip into darkness but not of the nightmare, it was into true sleep. **** Somewhere in a cave in Thalana. The elezen sat up, rubbing at his chest. The dark blade had been laid on the other side of the cave. "He should not have been able to attack. He should not have that kind of power at that point." Fabrellet growl as he unsteadily got to his feet. 'He is ssstrong,' the elementals/darkness hissed in his head. They shadows wrap around the elezen. 'But given time, even the ssstrongessst can be broken.' "Yes, yes," he said, retriving the blade from the floor of the cave. "His sister ruin me and he will pay her price." 'Yesss,' they hiss. 'Once he isss dead, we will reward you, yesss.' Yes, he would kill the void spawn child and release the elements back into the realm. 'Sssoon,' the shadows hissed to each other. Yes, soon they would have two new bodies to use to break free from the void.

He manage to get far enough away from the Grindstone before he ran, the words he had said to his friend, no to Sir Howl, ringing in his head. 'Stop being an idiot.' In that one moment of anger...that Howl would never let him try to heal him. It was all because of the way he heal, using his own aether to help others in there time of need. Why couldn't any of them understand? WHY? His tears blind him as he pass through the gate, bumping into several people, and turning to head for the Quicksand. A dark blue robe, a flash of pain across his left arm, and he stumbles forward. He brought his hand up, healing...or try to heal. The moment he try to apply aether to it, the place burn cold, and when he drew his glove back, there was no blood. 'John,' Kit whisper in his head. "I don't know what happen," he whisper to her. It just burn but in a very cold manner. He look around but whoever he had run into was long gone. "Come on, Kit," he said. He need to check the wound before he try to figure out a different way to heal. Once the pair was in the room, he remove the robe he had on. "It seems like it's heal." The slash was shallow, red with strange coldness to it. It almost reminds him of that void spell that had wash over him at the Runestone the week before. "What do you see, Kit?" h ask. 'Dark line,' she said. 'Don't like.' She crawl up on the bed next to him. 'John,' came her worry thought. John blink as a wave of exhaustion wash over him. "Kit," he began, only to fall backward across the bed. **** John found himself in his parents' bed, ten years old again. He shiver with chills, even with the pile of blankets around and on his body. 'No,' he whisper in his head, terror crawling up from the pit of his stomach, 'please not this. Anything but this.' He could hear the footsteps coming to the door. "Don't worry," the voice said, dark and sinister to his ears, "I see to 'it' for you Madam Waterstrike." The door open to reveal the elezen standing in the doorway, blocking out the light. Something dark glitter in his hand. The door shut behind him, deep blue robes draining what light had been in the room. His eyes follows the elezen as he came around the bed. "Now, let's see what we can do about you." He wants to scream, 'Howl, someone, I don't want to remember this. Please don't make me remember this.' The elezen took his hand, and he was falling, watching 'him' beat the young woman, feeling the sick thrill the elezen got from it, claim that she was to be punish because that what the Elementals told him to do. He tried to stop him. He yell out, telling him to stop hurting her. The vision was gone and he was staring up at the Elezen, watching the flash of fear, then the dark smile came across his face. "You are a curse voidsent," he said. "The Elementals said not to heal you that you should be sent back to the void." No, no, Tanya told him he wasn't curse. Howl said he wasn't curse. But he remember what he had said to Howl...how he was far worst then 'him'. He knew that Fabrellet would turn away and leave the room. He would then tell his parents that he couldn't go against the elements and they couldn't come in. The Elementals wanted him dead and he was going to die alone and then his sister would come in and... "But I'll make sure that you are sent back like you should have been all those years ago." 'What, no, this wasn't what happen.' Fabrellet drew out a dark blade, pulling his hand back to bring in down in a arc at his heart. "Where is he? Where is my brother?" His sister voice, outside the door. She was here and Fabrellet, turn to glare at the door. "Lady Waterstrike," Fabrellet voice said, also outside the door. But if Fabrellet was outside then who was... "I can not do anything for him. It is best that you didn't have to see the condition that he is now. Remember him as he had bee..." the sound of wood meeting flesh. "If my brother is dying, I will NOT let him dye alone." The door is thrown open, flooding the room in light, "John..." came her voice as well as a loud chiming sound... **** John shot up, clutching his burning arm, breathing heavily. 'What, was that about...' The linkpearl chimed again and he reach for it, placing it into his ear. "Yes," he said, hoping that his shaking voice would just be confused for being woke up. Titor's voice came over the pearl, telling him that Raimy had been found. "What do you need of me?" Titor told him that his offense spell would be needed to back up the fighters were going to help with the mission. "You 'saw' his condition," Titor said. "Once you get him out, we'll need you to start healing him until we can get out ourselves." "I..." John began, remember that he promise Warren and the others that he would find a way to heal without using his aether. But there wasn't time to try and leave some new way to heal and he would never turn to the Elements...not after they call for his death. 'I know you'll never going to forgive me Howl,' he thought, 'but I have to do this.' His voice is steady. "I do whatever you need of me, Sir Titor." 'Even if it mean that I'm killing myself. I sorry, Howl.'

Yeah, got a couple of shot of the line up. Oh geeze, so many people and so many blue names that my computer just couldn't render them all in the screen. See what I mean. Also, I wish you could have been there. You missed the RP blow up between John and Howl. It was fun to write John finally lossing his temper...just, he's regretting it since it was Howl that he lost it with. But it's given me several plot points to use to get John to grow as a character and to maybe deal with a part of his past. Just waiting for Titor's ok on working it as a side for the main plot going on in the FC at the moment. Anyway, vacation over so I'm back to work. *cries a little* I'll miss you guys.

Another picture. Dinner with some of the Zero Division members. IC: Dinner with some of the members of Zero Division. He kind felt like a lot of the conversation had double meaning to it. Also, he never really figure out why Sir Kiht'to was trying to get him to drink that cup of wine.

'Thomas is going to realize that is a new staff that you have,' Kit said in his head. John nods, the staff was it was made was to be deliver to his inn room. 'You should tell him before he sees.' "I am...when I have class with him." He removes an apple from his pack, slicing it in half. He stop to give Kit one while he eat the other. "Sorry it's not one of Howl's apples. I'm still working on the Aether part of it." 'Doing better?' "Yes, I am." He had slip out of the medbay without anyone the wiser. "We'll try again later." He smile as Kit rub her head against his hand. He blink at the voices that he could hear, turning to the two unknown females. One was in armor and robs, short red hair, and speaking about the Twelve. The other was Elezen, brown of hair, and Sword at her side. "Wonder why they are speaking about the Twelve?" 'Let's find out.' Kit ran up to the pair, looking up at the pair. "Kit," he hiss, watching in horror at the rudeness of his familiar, his ears folding low on his head. "Don't bother the Madams."

Just a couple of new pictures for John. Really need to see about getting some shots of Kestlona up soon. John meet Khyran for the second time. IC: John had receive a note from Khyran, and they had a long discussion about Khyran's own memory ability, putting John at ease. In fact, he even told him that if his own ability was not able to help a patient, he would recommend Khyran to them. He is debating on telling Khyran of his own ability but not right now...as a certain event has happen with a couple of Zero Division members. A picture of John asleep in the medbay of Zero Division house. IC: John had not allow himself to fully recover from not only helping to aetheric heal Amaya; who not only had receive sever injuries after finding Raimy, but also 'Dream' her memories on where Raimy is being held. He help out at his mom Clinic the next morning, meet with Khyran later that afternoon, and also had class with Shun for dagger training right after. It was later that evening that he slip into Pearl Lane, hoping to find information on Raimy. He then face the crazy chef with the strange third 'eye', Max demand about what happen with Amaya, and Khaz trying to put and an arrow through the chef. It's not surprising that he pass out.

He rush forward, Raimy bloody and broken form before him. He reach out to try and heal, fear welling up as his hands pass through the body, and he fell pass/through Raimy's body into darkness. Hands on him...holding him even as he struggle..."TITOR...Someone...make it stop..." he cries out, even as something pulls bits of scales painfully from his body.... His eyes shot open even as he swallows the scream that almost escapes from his throat. He took several deep breaths, searching the ceiling. Not recognizing where he was at. Kit stir a little in her book and then he remember, little bit's and pieces forming a whole. Weapon practice in the Zero Division basement. With Kiht'to soundly handing him his tail and reprimand for not drawing blood. Before he could saw anything to it. A voice came over the com, calling for Healers to meet outside. He scoop up his pack, pulling Kit's book from it, even as the new spell he had place on it took effect, changing his clothes that he wore for Training into healer robes. What they found when they got outside, horrified him, and argue him as well. The female Au Ra laid on the other side of the, limbs broken, body slash up, her scale torn from her body, and when he started to try and slow the bleeding with his aether, poison ran through her blood. Then she call out Raimy's name. Titor had look pointedly at him, "If only we could see her memories?" John knew what Titor was asking of him. To break off healing and 'Dream' her memories. The risk to her, with them being only two healers, and the fact that Titor aether was so low worried him, as well as the risk of losing himself in her memories... He lifted his hand up, it shaking from the fact of what he had done, the lingering nightmare, and low aether. He had 'Dream' her memories, seeing Raimy's body, the place that he was being held at in Ul'dah, and from the nightmare, what Amaya must have experience when she was caught by whoever had Raimy. The darker part of Ul'dah, the place, he had heard from those that he heal; that if you went down, you didn't come back...alive. His mind was already thinking through plans. Photos of the different way to enter the building. The number of guards that patrol the area. Who might be enter and exiting. He was sure that if he was caught, he would have to fight his way out of there...especially if they found out he was part of the division...because Amaya was right, she was a warning to the group about staying away. Yet he couldn't do anything to help them if he didn't recover his aether. John's eyes narrow at the ceiling. And once they were ready, they would get Raimy back...even it it meant he would have to draw blood to do so.

John sigh, slipping into the inn room. It had been an interesting night. "You seem to enjoy Suzume's company," he said, smiling as Kit vanish in a flicker of light. He place his hand on her book, feeling her aether settling into rest. 'Aether is sweet...yours is strong, her's is strong but different.' "Everyone's is different Kit." He thought for a moment. "What of Khyran?" 'Very sad...hurting?' From the sound of it, she was unsure of reading the hyur right. 'Like you...before Warren, before Howl, before Snow, before Cha...before...' He laugh, "Before I meet my dear friends." The laugh died off and he spelt his fingers together. "Perhaps his ability was view the same as I had...how I still kind of do." 'John...' "Not as a curse now but there are risk to every style of magic and every aetheric ability," he said. "And I realize that with these that there is a burden that weights heavily on us." 'Yes,' Kit said in agreement. 'You wish to speak with him again.' "Yes." He nods even if Kit can't 'see' it. "I'm a healer, maybe a wannabe blade master..." and shakes his head at that fancy dream that was sure not to come true, "but Healer foremost. If he is tending to the sick on Pearl Lane, then I'm sure we will run into him again." He crawl into bed. "Rest well, Kit." 'You as well.' John settle into sleep, not knowing what was to come the next day or how his 'Dreaming' would be used for a different purpose beside Healing.

John had a run in with him and Suzume last night. Sorry I wasn't able to get any farther RP done with you guys but with another line of storm moving in, thought better of it and got out of game. Going to be on Kest for a couple of hours and do something with her and then switch back over to John. Really interested to have the both of them actually take about memories. John is just now starting to view 'Dreaming' as a gift instead of a curse. He still trying to find a way to use it with his own healing abilities but he still has risk since he can get 'lost' in the memories he's 'seeing' himself. He would probably see risk with what Khyran is doing and want to know how the Doctor keeps the whole memory of a person from falling apart.

Went ahead and put in for that day off but won't make promise, since it is kind of close to the cut off point about time off request and we have a new Front end Manager (who I will finally get to meet this coming week). Cross your fingers and pray to the 12, just in case.

John flip through the page, looking over strengthening aetheric items, something that he hope would perhaps give him enough aether to change Kit's form again. "A lot of these seem unsafe. I'll have to speak with Howl about that apple trick. Maybe use once of the spare books that I have to form apples..." he trail off when he realize that Kit wasn't beside him. "Kit what..." turning to see Kit staring up at a notice. "When did you start learning to read?" 'Lot of lines...caught eyes,' was Kit reply. The familiar turn her head as her partner came over. 'Different from your lines. Different from Howl lines.' He laugh, turning to see why it had caught her attention. "The lines are writing, Kit no..." trail off as he reread the notice again, paling a little. If he was reading this right, then the person in this notice was like him except he was really taking the memories away from a person. "Thaliak's grace, is he mad..." he read farther, "Materia, so could he place them back into the person, if they request...would they even know what he had taken from them." The healer shook his head. He realize that his was different from his own, in a way. He only saw, and not careful when he 'Dream', loss himself in the other person memories. His mind began to play out, thinking how this could work with his planning on facing 'him'. "I think...I might need to speak with this Khyran and see how he does it." 'You not thinking of have it do as well...' "No," he said, "I can't think of having them taken from me." He knelt down to pet her. "No matter how much her death hurt, her words scar me when she didn't mean them too, they are a part of who I am now." But as a healer as well, he wanted to know what risk might be involve to those patient that came to Khyran Oisin.

If I don't have to work that Saturday, I might bring John in as he can see knowledge being tied into building and arts.

John sigh, turning the knob on the door to his parent's apartment. "I'm home..." he call out, stepping into the room. "Sorry I'm late." "It's alright, Son," Thomas said, setting the cup down. "You're mother is just finishing break..." John saw his dad's eyes widen and come to his feet. "I warn you not to try and deal with void magic." "What?" John said, taken back a bit, until he remember what had happen at the Runestone last night. "No, no." he said, raising his hands up in front of him. "It wasn't me..." Thomas was already in front of his son, catching hold of John's shoulders and eye the young miqo'te. The anger soon faded, changing to fear. "Then who attack you....and using such dangerous magic from the void." John could see his Mom standing in the doorway, staring in horror at what she had heard. "No," he said, shaking his head. "I was at the Runestone last night and I was a little too close when Sir Lo...I mean one of the combatants used a void spell under another combatants feet. But Sir To...but he was able to avoid it but the void kind of wash over me and..." "I'm calling the Blades...they will stop it and arrest everyone involve..." his mom said, already reaching for the pearl. John duck out from under his dad's hands, and catching his mom's hand before she could place the pearl at her ear. "Please don't, Mom. They both knew what they were doing. And it was my own fault for being so close..." "Even if you were at fault, John, they shouldn't be using void magic anyway. It's bad enough that I have heard rumors of Black magic being used." Thomas said. "Sir Reiner said that far too many have view the more destructive magic as black and white...forgetting the grey areas of magic." John lower his head. "Please don't get Sir Reiner in trouble." Margret frown at her son. "John, you don't understand. Those magic are outlaw for a reason." "They won't do a thing about it. They haven't done anything for a long while..." "What do you mean they won't do anything about it?" "I overheard Warren talking the other night at the Grindstone..." he said, keeping his head down. "About how there's never any city guards there, making sure that the combatants don't get out of control, how no one has come to try and collect taxes for operating the event." He let go of his mom's hand. "I notice the same thing with Runestone...not one city guard, Brave, or Blade was there, trying to arrest anyone." He look up at his parents, "Sir Franz was even surprise on the fact that no one was trying to stop any of them." He was afraid that if either of his parents push it...whoever was making sure that any of the Fighting events were keep going on...they might come after them. "Please, Warren knows there's something going on. Trust him to handle it... just like I know Sir Reiner understand what's going on." "I don't like this, John..." Thomas said. "But if this happens again..." "I'll keep well away from the combatants, when I'm watching," he said. He didn't really lie, since I if he did try to participate, he would be a combatant himself. He smile even as his Dad eye him knowingly and his mom went back to the kitchen, muttering about how Ul'dah was falling apart.

John's nose twitch as he rock the container gentle, eye the paper in the liquid, noticing the first of the image on it showing through. After a moment, he very slowly pull the paper with the image from the liquid. The dark room wasn't truly dark, a red tint from the crystal that sat in the fixture at the door. It was one of the few lights that he had learn, from trail and error, would not to the treated paper black. He turn away from the set of trays, hanging the newly reveal image, Warren and Judge facing each other across the sand in front of the stone. He wish that Howl could have been there for the match as well. He sigh, hanging the picture with the others that were drying. So much these last couple of weeks, from Mimi sickness and pulling double duty at the clinic, to Jancis suggestion with meditation, Howl finally voicing the fear he felt; villian from Howl's and Sei past that may have been awaken by his ability, and the reveal that Judge was Au Ra. "I can't let Howl face 'him' alone." 'He will not,' Kit's 'voice' sounded in his head. 'We face him together.' "I'm not sure I'm strong enough." He pick up the crystal and slip out the door into another smaller dark room. He sat the crystal in a holder, locking the first door, and then exiting out the second. "It had been far to close, when I first face him." 'Will not face him alone,' she said, resting on John's bed. "Howl and Sei are fine. They both now know that what he told them was lies." He ran his hand through Kit's 'fur'. "I need to know how this work," he said, looking down at his hand. "I would have spoken with Titor the night before but with the party and..." He trail off, glancing out the window. "Hope they understand why I didn't stay long at the party." 'One less person to keep track of, say Hello too, play nice too.' Kit hop off the bed, heading for the door. 'Come,' she said. 'Leave stuffy room, fresh air. Speak with Jancis, speak with Titor, speak with Howl. No hiding.' John shook his head. "You're planning something, Kit." She just look at him, innocent the only emotion playing through her aether. And like any good partner, he follow her out the door.

So, already posted the picture for the epic fight that took place after the main fight. Here's a few more, all of them with John. John was going to attend the Masquerade Ball at the Zero Division FC but Howl and him had a talk. Unfortunately, I think the game did to him what it did to me during last week Grindstone and DC him out with a 9002 or a 2002. So John missed a lot of the party and when he did go inside it was too loud and crowd for his liking. He went and hided upstairs until the party was over with. John was actually way early and Kopo challenge his right on being on Warren stone. Then Judge, Warren, and Sei show up and it was forgotten. Combatants, overseer, healers, oh my. *done in a horrible singing voice* These two kind of goes together. First is the combatants lining up for the start of Grindstone. Next is the sea of blue from all of the names. Here is the start of the last match. Right after it finish, the million gil match between Arbiter(sp?) Warren and Overseer Judge Jredthys takes place.

And to prove the epicness of the fight, John got pictures. 1st/3rd pov for the lot of them. The ablum can be found here. But to give you guys a preview.

As promise Warren and Sei. John's photo of you two right after the event ended. Thanks for waiting for a few minutes for me to get this shot of you two. IC: A short note and a frame photo arrive in Warren's mail. The handwriting is neat and elegant. To Warren and Sei, I hope this note and photo find you two well rested. I wish I had more time to do this properly but I did not want to keep you both too long, as I know that Sei may be recovering for her injuries still. I had a friend of my Dad to make the maple frame that it sits in. Welcome back Sei, I'm glad that you and Howl made it back home and to us. We missed you very much. -John Waterstrike

So, pics from the grindstone the other night. Wish I could have gotten more but 9002 error was being a pain for me last night. Sorry for all of the first person shots. The couple of 3rd person shots didn't get saved since I try to take them just as 9000k hit. One of the screenshots is going to be posted in the grindstone event. It's a present to Warren and Sei. Sei as return back to the Grindstone. IC: John takes of picture of the first round fights, with Sei working it as an overseer. I believe this is the start of the third round. Waiting for the fight to finish for M'yazi to face his next opponent. IC: John snaps this photo of Warren watching over the fighters, Sei at the her station as a overseer. Second to last round, I think. It was kind of late at the time so memory is a bit fuzzy on it. IC: John snaps this quick picture of the last two groups of fighters. Hopefully, I'll have more screenshot next week (yea to vacation).

John look up as he heard his Mom's greeting. "Samuel, dear. What bring you by?" Curious, he move out of the back of the clinic, smiling as Mimi as he heads to the front. He step into the main office area, smiling at Sam. "I just came by to let John know that the 2002 forms he's been filling out went throu..." Sam look up as John came out of the back. "Well, you're transfer is official. You'll work with Titor and his group from now on." He nods, not quite sure how he felt about it. He enjoy being in Sam unit but this was a chance that he couldn't pass up. He slid his eyes over to his mother, who was frowning at the both of them. "What do you mean that you're transferring?" "Ah, Sir Titor wants me to join his unit," he said. "It would give me a chance to improve my skill as a healer." He didn't mention that Titor and Kiht'to had also offer to help with learning control over his other ability. She would have only worried more. "I know you might now see this as a good thing, Mom, but I'll also be able to help all of Eorzea, not just Ul'dah." "I can't help but worry for you," Margret frown. "And you tasking yourself at that Barbarian event. You even still have circle under your eyes." "Please, Mom, you promise not to say anything else about Sir Warren and what he does." John pinch the bridge of his nose. "If you would just come and meet him, talk with him, you'll understand why he does this." "John is right. What Warren does has probably save the life of many of the fighters that come to the event," Sam said. "Even a couple of my own men said that it is just a more intense training session and ready healer for the more serious injuries that do occur." "I still don't like it. I had hope that you would take over the clinic when I finally pass on to join Thal." "I hope that will not be for a long, long time, Mom." He came over and place a kiss on her cheek. "Do you need me for much longer? Sir Kiht'to sent a letter about needing to do a physical on the members and I still have the form he sent to fill out as well." She sigh, "No, it's been quiet today." Margret still didn't look happy about what she was told. "Just be careful. I do not want you to be taken from us and then experimented on because they found out about your..." He hides the wince with a stretch. John was sure they would need to experiment to figure out how to control it. "I'll see you for dinner tonight." He step out of the clinic into hot air. He sigh, before pulling Kit's book off the strap, waking Kit up. "Come on, I want to see if I can catch Kiht'to about that physical that he wants." Kit chatter at him, her emotion aether forming words in his own head. 'What about what Jancis spoke of?' "I don't know. How do I tell her that I miss remember that happen with Howl's memories?" John asked Kit. "Why did you react with what happen with Howl but not with Gogonji?" 'No harm intended with Go,' she said. 'Harm intended with strange one in Howl's mind.' "So that's why you attack but not with Gogonji." It would be something he would need to speak with Titor and Kiht'to about. He would also need to speak with Howl as well. He was sure that questions would come up about what he would need to put down in the Physical form. "Howl is a private person and I don't want to get him drag into anything. I wonder if I could leave out certain bits without them wanting to question Howl." He couldn't help but still worry about Howl reaction last night. Perhaps taking his suggestion he told Jancis to draw Howl out. "I need to find a quiet place to take him too, where he can talk to me or not." He would also need to check with Warren, see if he could visit Sei and see how she was doing as well. 'We be there for him as he was for us.'

John will be there as healer but if someone bids to fight him then he will do so.

Photo dump for John and a single pic from Kestlona. Sorry for the photoboom but I'm not sure of the coding to do these under spoiler tags so computers don't take forever to load the page. First person of the line up of the Grindstone the weekend before early access is to start. IC: John is taking picture of some of the first fighters lining up for the Grindstone. Another shot of the line up before it grew even more then this. A shot of Warren, Flower, and I think Oscare but don't remember now if it is. IC: John took a photo of Warren and the other two on the Stone. He had plan to seen the photo to Howl and Sei but never got a chance to. Another Grindstone pic. IC: John using his camera again to get pictures between healing duty. Another fighting photo, think this might have been the last fight of the night or next to last fight. IC: Again with the camera, John. Screenshot of "Grandpa" Judge. IC: John decided to try and get a picture of Judge on his horse, only to the explain to the other what he was doing and confusing him with dark room and light and stuff. Screenshoot of the Wander's event. Got to enjoy it. Screenshot of John having completed the Level 30 SCH quest. IC: What Kit will look like when John becomes strong enough to help her regain her wings again. Photo from last night Grindstone. So many Greatswords and a certain Seeker in the line up. Also Miss Frying Pan was back in the fight. Don't know how far she made it. IC: John had to pull out his camera to get a picture of his friend/crush as he came back from the War up North. He then got a scary later that evening when Howl turn blue from Screaming Silence's Sleeper Hold. Screaming Silence fight against Brave/Oni. IC: John again pulling out the camera to get a picture of this fight. He does sense something odd about Oni but doesn't realize what until after the gloam falls apart. And that's it for all the screenshot I collect for the last couple of weeks. There's a couple more on the Grindstone's event thread of John and Jancis and the line up before the event started, if you want to check those out.