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Nirri · **10-13-2013, 09:51 PM**

He had forced himself up onto his feet although in his weak condition he had tried to control the trembling after effect in his hand caused by the toxin. Taking slow steps around the encampment as he watched the driver give a tap on Kieaira's behind and her red face as she moved off alone. His right hand resting on a small hilt at his thigh as a sort of mental support.

Moving closer to her as he suddenly heard her scream, a pained expression forming on his face as he took more hurried steps closer with the small blade unsheated he reached her, "Kie, you okay?" he managed to bring out before nearly succumbing to his own weak condition.

Tobias Nightbringer · **10-13-2013, 10:21 PM**

Tobias goes with only a tiny amount of playful hesitation. A mischievously mirthful ring to his words as Lorielle grabs him by the arm, "But Lady Elezen, chasing is half the fun!" She was right in the fact that he would not actually resist any of her commands and doings, simply letting the Elezen Conjurer do what she was trained to do.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Of course, Lorielle was the first to naturally receive the oblivious shrug from Tobias gives as she finally sees the...handiwork of the Hyur. "What?" he makes another shrug, "Most of the bleeding has already stopped. No need to make a fuss, aye?" He already knew what her answer would be. Well most likely, unless she decided to give him a 'thwap' with her staff in response. Definitely would not expect that.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â He looks about to find a suitable place to sit and spots a bit of grass that patches around one of the sparsely remaining trees in Thanalan. "That should do then." he lets her head over over before he follows behind. As he looks about while moving to the spot, he casts a glance over to the cliff faces.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Tobias was at least thankful that there was no danger to the caravan, the respite being welcomed entirely as the group would definitely need it. He sits down in a shaded area and allows Lorielle to work as he continues to casually look around the usual scenery, other than the group of travelers and caravan, nothing out of the ordinary was seen from the Hyur.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Then Kiearia screams. "Ah Seven..." he mutters before he attempts to get Lorielle to stop, "we can finish this later."

KieairaKitty · **10-13-2013, 10:29 PM**

Kieaira let out a slow breath, she was visibly shaking but shook her head 'No' in response to Clavier. "You should be resting!" She looked back towards the cart, before reaching down to pick up the fallen wood. "Come on." She said, starting to walk back towards the others.

The driver led the chocobos over to the shade of a nearby tree and secured them, dropping a few gyshal greens on the ground to keep them satisfied until he could get their feed from the cart, which was nearby, just off to the side of the road.

"There's some sleeping bags and I think a tent in one of the crates ... find them." He waved his hand dismissively towards Lorielle, since she was among one of the only ones not injured and responsive. His blue eyed gaze shifting towards Kieaira and Clavier as they made their way back over.

The driver huffed and began to walk off once more, clearly annoyed ... from the unexpected stop? Or perhaps his tiff with Tobias? It was unclear, but Kieaira knew better than to try and find out ... she didn't want to be near him alone at the very least.

She dropped the wood on the ground near the tree. "I can't make a fire ... but here..." She looked towards Tobias, hoping he would know what to do.

Nirri · **10-13-2013, 10:47 PM**

"Atleast sit with me, please. I don't think I want to sleep or sit alone at the moment." a light smile forcing itself onto his lips as he walked beside her in the direction of the cart. Even in his weakened condition he seemed strong willed enough to keep up with her pace and his posture remaining somewhat straightened out as if being a sort of bodyguard.

As they reached the cart he sat back down near the cart, a faint sigh escaping him as he retracted his arms from within the wet sleeves of the leather jacket and rested it beside him spread out on the ground, looking at Tobias and Lorielle with a smirk.

A'sih · **10-14-2013, 12:32 PM**

X'ahce had stepped away from the Caravan crew once the toad had died and everyone began talking amongst themselves and fighting innately. With little interest but to get to Gridania, he had chosen to detatch himself from the scenario

Walking off to the side along the river, he'd sit where the water was clear from the Toad's remains. Checking himself briefly for poison that would intel danger, he'd nod his head with approval. Waiting for some time to pass, his ear would flicker once the driver spoke of a delay, which was expected in his own mind.

As the day grew on and the bickering and playfulness kindled back and forth, he'd continue fletching more wood and keeping to himself silently to his thoughts.

KieairaKitty · **10-14-2013, 04:25 PM**

Kieaira left the wood with Tobias and walked back towards the cart nearby, close enough that she could still speak with Tobias if need be. She pulls herself up onto the side of the cart, pushing one of the crates back so she could sit comfortably without being too close to Clavier.

She glances towards X'ahce whom had been rather quiet lately ... it didn't sit well with her, and should he look her way he might notice the slight wrinkling of her nose in distaste, before she would hastily look away.

"I wonder if there's any food in these boxes..." she murmured, raising her head to look for any labels, since the driver had gone off somewhere on his own. She gave a small shrug, and figured she would ask when he returns, turning her attention back to the Hyur male. "How are you feeling?" She said softly, brushing the ivory locks from her face.

Nirri · **10-14-2013, 05:52 PM**

His body shifted to side against the cart rather then away from it, keeping a somewhat decent talking distance from Kieara. "I feel weak. Makes me wonder if it was the wisest decision to go so close to that toad even with a bow which is now gone." - both green irises concealed as his eyes fall shut, the hempen shirt he wears hangs open at his chest only for a small portion but enough to reveal a black mark of a snake visible just not reaching his shoulder. "Atleast you are fine." he'd utter out softly.

KieairaKitty · **10-15-2013, 02:11 PM**

Kieaira's cheeks flushed lightly. "Ah ... well ... I wasn't really in any danger ... I was keeping back." She shifted her spot on the cart. "I'm not a fighter ... so best to stay out of the way." She let forth a soft, nervous laugh, and looked around.

"I guess this isn't the worst place to spend the night..." She moved again, this time crawling back into the cart to start looking through the crates. "Wonder if I can find---"

"Oi!" Her words were cut off by the drivers sudden return. "What are you doing?"

"Oh ... I was hoping there was some food or a tent or something."

"Here." He said throwing a bagged tent that landed at the bottom of the cart, before passing over a basket of food. "I ran back to Black Brush to pick up some things." He offered a brief explanation for his absence. "Do what you want with it." Once more the driver wandered off, leaving the travelers to put together a temporary camp.

"Well ... I can cook if nothing else." She muttered to herself, looking back towards Tobias. "Can you start a fire? And someone will need to set up the tent... Err ... X'ahce?" She bit down on her lower lip, seeming very nervous to be speaking to the otherwise quiet Seeker.

A'sih · **10-15-2013, 07:30 PM**

X'ahce had been keeping to himself for the most part, letting his mind wander and drift to departure or not. He looked up once his name was spoken, and diverted his attention to the shy miqo'te that he'd least expect to speak up. He perked his eyebrow with curiosity at the question before speaking, "Do we need just one large tent or a number of tents?"

Lorielle Sylwood · **10-15-2013, 10:39 PM**

Lorielle looked at Tobias with narrow, gleaming eyes. They looked harsh, as if she was being pushed to her very edge. Â
"I swear, if I have to tie you down to heal you, I will." Â She bit her lower lip, brushing back some loose strands of dark hair that fell into her eyes. Â "You can go gallivanting about after I've fixed this. Â Unless you want this to be painful, I suggest you sit still for a few minutes."

Her gaze relaxed, her face becoming less tense as she breathed in and looked down from Tobias's eyes to his wound. Â She released her held breath, setting her staff on the ground at her side and dusting her hands on one another. Â She reached down to his mediocre stitching, grabbing one end of the already unraveling thread between two of her finger nails.

She visibly cringed as she began gently and slowly pulling the stitches back out of the skin. Â Her brows narrowed and her face became tense. Â Watching the bloodied thread pull the skin as it slipped out from the tears made her stomach churn, but she could not look away during the delicate procedure. Â The wound began to bleed again slightly, and after the thread was almost fully removed, she could see that the wound had not closed at all. Â The thread was merely holding the open ends of the wound together.

Once the thread was removed, Lorielle dropped it into the small patch of grass they sat in. Â She swallowed hard, audibly choking down something that had risen in her throat. Â She gave a short, quick glance up at Tobias, her eyes showing sympathy rather than the anger they held several minutes before. Â She reached for her staff again, holding it tightly and placing her free hand over the wound. Â She began healing, as she had before, but slowly in a more relaxed atmosphere.

Although it took a longer time to close the wound and heal the flesh, it was done. Â In place of the wound was a light scar with several small branching scars from the stitching before. Â The scar was shallow, hardly visible apart from the lighter shade. Â Lorielle ran her fingertips over the scar, feeling no bump or rise in the skin. Â It was fully closed, and any movement on Tobias's part would not reopen it.

Lorielle untucked her legs, which she had been sitting on for the past ten minutes or so. Â She stretched them out to the side, leaning back on her hands looking winded. Â Almost as soon as she finished, she heard their driver call out to her to start looking for sleeping bags and a tent. Â She nodded shortly, breathing in and running her hands across her head to push back all of the hair that had fallen.

Looking a bit annoyed, and with a sudden flourish, she reached back and ripped out her hair clip, the loose remnants of her braid falling against her back. Â She secured the hair clip to the top of her chemise, using her staff to get her to her feet. Â Her hair fell to her waist in many small waves, the braid fully unraveling as she began walking to the caravan to begin her next duty. Â She looked exhausted, but determined enough to do what she must.

Tobias Nightbringer · **10-15-2013, 11:50 PM**

Tobias sighs with a lighthearted roll of his eyes as she berates him for his brash actions. "Alright, alright, as you wish." another sigh as he lies mostly on the ground, but barely props himself up with his forearms.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â "Why would I need to be still? It hardly hurt laaaaaaahhhh--that is why." he cringes and presses his lips tight. His eyes keep on the thread to observe her work, though the sight of blood and the skin that tugs does nothing to bother the Hyur. "I did a poor job at patching things up it would seem." murmurs under his breath, audible enough for Lorielle to hear but rather says it more to himself.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â "Ah..." Tobias makes a soft sound of release as Lorielle plucks the last bit of thread from his wound "Most certainly did not do such a proficient job." he says a little more audibly as they both peer at the still gaping wound. The patient notices his care taker move her eyes up to look at him, but by the time he looks to meet them, they were gone as she focuses back down to the task.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â The fully healed Hyur was clearly caught off guard by her to touch as she looks over her handiwork with a touch. The trail of her fingers across the light mark causes his abdomen to barely twitch as his lips push up into a brief smile. However, he stifles any sound that might have come out. He wanted to say something after she was done, but falls silent as he hears the driver begin to give orders to those around him. Tobias watches Lorielle with no words spoken but instead gazes at the sudden burst of tresses that cascade down to her waist. Another wisp of a smile from the Hyur appears and disappears just as suddenly as he suddenly hears Kieaira request something of him.

Â Â Â Â Â Â Â "I suppose I should start being a touch more helpful than just run after ladies." the gentle tone returns with a touch of lightheartedness. He hops back up and goes to setup and start the campfire, decidedly going to have to thank the Elezen woman again. It would seem Tobias was not out of Lorielle's debt quite yet--but that would probably suit him just fine.

Nirri · **10-16-2013, 12:10 AM**

His body stirred with his gaze shifting to Lorielle and Tobias. "They seem to be getting along nicely." he remarked while moving his hands through the hard sand before seemingly trying to get back on his feet. The effects of the toxins still seemingly still afflicting his physical condition as Clavier was forced to plant a hand against the cart to remain stable upon his feet.

Both his gaze and mind wandered to the sky as he stood against the cart, "Why are you going back to Gridania?", the question was not just asked to Kieara but to most of his companions that traveled to Gridania. Fingertips idly tapping into the wooden side of the cart.

Lorielle Sylwood · **10-16-2013, 01:50 AM**

Lorielle hopped up into the caravan, her long hair sticking to her neck and back from the heat. Â She couldn't wait for the night to take full reign and bathe her in frigid cold. Â Until then, she would bear with the heat, the sweat, and her unruly locks. Â She popped one of the lids off of the crates, sighing with relief as she saw many folds of fabric. Â She found the right box on the first go, so it would seem.

She heard Clavier ask a question, and by the tone assumed he wasn't talking to anyone directly. Â Without parting herself from her current task, she spoke over her shoulder.

"The Black Shroud is my home," she said. Â "I thought I might expand my traveling experience and come visit Ul'dah. Â But it's far too hot here and I am far too homesick to be away from Gridania any longer."

She pulled one of the rolled sleeping bags from the box, studying it without unrolling it. Â A tent was already found, so she had seen, so she went about pulling as many sleeping bags as she could find. Â There were five, no more and no less. Â She took a moment to glance around, counting heads as she had seemingly forgotten how many travelers were among her.

Herself, Kieaira, Tobias, Clavier, the driver, and the two Miwo'te men. Â Seven travelers and only five sleeping bags? Â She placed the sleeping bags on the floor of the cart beside her feet, rummaging through the open crate before popping open the lids to several others.

"There's only five sleeping bags," she said, turning around to address anyone who would have heard her. Â Kieaira and Clavier were nearest to her, and so her eyes fell upon them.

KieairaKitty · **10-16-2013, 08:00 AM**

Kieaira was busy looking through the basket of food the driver had handed over to her. There were plenty of vegetables ... no meat though. Ah well, vegetable stew it was! She lifted her head at Claviers comment about Lorielle and Tobias. She glanced in their direction and nodded her head. "Mmhm... Like an old married couple."

She looked over at Lorielle as she came back to the cart, pausing to answer Claviers question. "Business." She said softly, not offering any more detail than that. Whatever she was going to Gridania for, she seemed to want to keep to herself.

"Lorielle...." she said softly. "I don't suppose you found a pot in those crates?" She looked back down at the basket, sure she could easily make up a stew, but it would be pretty darn hard without something to cook it in.

A'sih · **10-16-2013, 01:12 PM**

X'ahce stood from where he was sitting, deciding against his natural reclusive nature to those outside of his tribe. Walking back towards the caravan, noticing the romantic scene between Tobias and Lorielle, consisting of heart-warming tugging of skin and blood and eye-catching stitching of admiration. He smirked at his own thoughts, looking over to Clavier that proposed the non-direct question, "Strictly business, nothing more." He approached the back of the caravan as Lorielle had begun to rummage through the boxes. His eyes caught the tent even though hers were particularly on the five sleeping bags.Â

He blinked for a moment as he counted the sleeping bags.. And then counted the number of travelers.. "Well, either two are going to without one, or they're going to have to share with another." The first thing coming to mind was the shy miqo'te sharing a sleeping bag with someone. He resisted the urge to point it out, but he did divert his attention back to the tent, "How big is it? Enough to cover all of us or just a select few?"

While waiting for a response, he patted the pocket where the arrowheads were and reached into it, letting his fingers count the few arrowheads he had left after using them as a safe assault on the toad.

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