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"Well, I hope you boys either like cuddlin or the ground... perhaps the roof would be nice as well. " She chuckles as she was lead by Liliaths hand. "That being said, this is a lovely tree house you have Liliath!" She smiles.

"I'll sleep outside.Don't like small spaces"Neo said as he started to climb a tree near the tree house.Once he got to a space where he was comfortable,he said,"Now if we going to be traveling underground,that's easy.Though we could go to see.

"Yes i am happy its still here." Liliath giggeld "If we would travel underground people would notice, if we dig in the ground sand goes away so when we would make a tunnel underground and people would walk over it the ground will collaps and then we are dead." Liliath said well she put her Rabbit plushie down

Alastor's eye twitched slightly. "Yeah, it's great! Tell ya what, how's about in the morning you show me the view. For now I'll just grab my bedroll." Alastor leaned in to whisper to Lily. "Besides, I hate to think what Julesy would do if she had to sleep next to me."

Alastor grabbed out his bedroll and set it on the ground. "Alright, let's get some rest. We got work to do in the morning."

"My chest would probably suffocate you." She said with a smirk. "But stay safe boys." She smiles and heads up into the tree house.

"Then I'm lucky to be outside."Neo said.He was comfortable, surprisingly.But hey,he was used to sleep outside.Rudra would say,"You sure you don't want to hang out with them?""Nope"

"Oh dont pretend like you dont love my company." She chuckles and holds out her hand for Liliath.

Drake replies to her confession with a grunt and noncommital shrug. Mistakes happen. Plans backfire. Spells go wrong. Plans-gone-awry still don't normally end in the genocide of entire villages, but in a way she's right; there is nothing they can do for those civilians now and they've no time to mourn.

He climbs onto the bike behind her, too drained to crack a smile let alone any sort of joke. "Alright, let's just go."

Liliath grabbed her hand "I am going to sleep now." Liliath layed down in her sleepbag and felt asleep

Adriannu just sighed when Raven explained her reason for calling Lisa a creep. The Chimera then briefly spoke to her to explain that she had been looking for Raven which had led to her following them. However she quickly seemed to forget that the child was there as she soon started to tear the cat a new one; asking if the cat knew that they were in danger, pointing out how close the sorceress was to finding them and that they now knew what Victi was capable of. While this was going on, the cat child just stood there blinking as she didn't have the slightest clue on how to react to this.

Right in the middle of this verbal beatdown, Adriannu would see a flash of light out of the corner of her eye and ignored the squabbling pair to look at it. As a result, she saw the distant coastline erupt into an inferno. Was that Victi's doing?! That thought gave her a knot in her stomach, but she was about to let fear stop her from doing what she needed to do.

Lisa instantly responded to the sight of the inferno by saying that they needed to get to the cabin and scooped up Raven. After which she kneels down in front of the child and acknowledges that they were in the same danger and also understood that Adriannu didn't trust her. However it was still in their best interests to stick together." At this, the Cathera replied with. "I trust Raven and so I will follow you." As such, she would start to follow Lisa to her cabin.

"Maybe,Maybe not..", Neo said. He would use Rudra for a light breeze

Victi hesitated again, her mind still racing, until suddenly: clarity.

The realization and course of action she came up with ticked her right off.

She grudgingly muttered her pass-code again, and the console slid back open. "One last bit of first aid we need to do. We can't not help any survivors. We need to go back, and I need you functional enough to help me," she explains, irritable, "Here, press this against the wrist of your injured hand. You're going to be stupidly hungry after, too."

She holds out the injector to him, setting it to a half-vial dose. The bloodloss needed to be fixed, too, and she wasn't going to have the time to let him just recover if she wanted help. "Green button once its on the skin. Might hurt as it heals. If you need to, bite down on something."

Raven smiles smugly at the girl's response, but Lisa seems unbothered by Adriannu's little dig. She sighs, relieved to know the child won't be unbearably stubborn and stands. Raven slips out of her arms and curls her lanky body around Lisa's shoulders. The chimera, both quickly forgiving and forgiven, strokes the cat's soft cheek for comfort.

She jogs toward home more slowly than she'd like for the sake making sure Adriannu can keep her pace. They soon reach a clearing where, across the stretch of tall, wild grass, lies a clearly one-room log-cabin. The old wooden door is cracked open. Lisa slows down when she notices this. I...I may have left the door open when I went looking for Raven.

Then Raven's ears prick up. She stares saucer-eyed at the building and sniffs the air, jaws parted. "Do you smell that?"

Lisa does. Her nose scrunches as she recognizes a fresh-baked, warm spice sort of smell wafting through the air. Her lips stretch into a snarl. The scent is not at all an unpleasant- quite the opposite -but it does not belong out here, not now.

"Someone's in there." And not someone she should know; Biscuit, their mule, isn't out grazing in the clearing. Nor is he stabled in the shack built to the right of the cabin, so it isn't mother.

"Well, duh." Raven rolls her eyes and slides off her shoulder and onto the ground. "I'll take a look."

"Raven, wait-"

The cat looks up with a mischevious grin. "Oh, please! You left the shard in there, didn't you?"

"...I suppose I did."

"Now who breaks into a house, gets what they want, then hangs around to bake a damn pie?"

Without a word, Lisa draws her knife. "I'll be outside the door."

"I'll holler if there's trouble." Raven starts creeping through the grass. Lisa follows at a slow crouch. She turns to Adriannu and gestures for her to stay close.

When Raven gets glose enough to peak in through the door, the first thing she likely notices is that someone has definitely cleaned. Dusted, swept, polished, but not put too many things away, as if out of respect for an order to anything looses that only the owner understands. Following her nose, Raven would next catch sight of the four bowls, not ones she recognizes, sitting on their table, the source of the delicious smells.

Lastly, a lean, long-eared form in a simply-cut but elegantly adorned red robe, rich with tasteful golden embroidery, with seven long, fluffy tails of brilliant coppery fur resting behind them tends to the fire. A pair of much smaller vulpine creatures, likely weighing less than Raven, and with strange insect-like wings, sit cross-legged next to him.

The magistrate raises a hand toward a more quiet region of the fire, a breath of wind rushing to it to stoke the flame. He does not yet turn to face Raven as he addresses her. "I am glad that the three of you have arrived home safely, Raven. If you would kindly inform your friends that I know they are there so they need not skulk so cautiously, and that I welcome them home, I would be very appreciative. Before it need be asked, I suspect you will enjoy the meal as much as them. Our dietary requirements are fairly similar," he says pleasantly, as if nothing about this situation were unusual in the slightest.

It takes Drake a minute to process this. "Wait..." he raises his brow, shooting her another dubious stare. "You...want to go help survivors?"

"And this thing," he reaches cautiously for the injector, "is supposed to totally repair my hand." He says it as a statement of fact as opposed to a question. It's not impossible, especially compared to the notion that she's begrudgingly going out of her way to help strangers. Yet he privately questions why she didn't bring out this miracle of healing tech any sooner.

"...Alright." He follows her instructions. Pressing the device against his wrist, Drake clenches his teeth in anticipation of the pain and pushes the green button.

"What did I just say," she sighs, "Are they prey? No. Were they a threat to me, my territory, or my objectives? No. So is it right for them to be allowed to die? No. No, it's not compassion, and that I don't do things out of compassion or empathy or.... whatever, bugs some people, but that's just not how I work. I do what's right because of logic and simple assumptions I've observed to provide good, functional results."

"Yeah, it will heal your hand, probably to a better-than-pre-injury state. Just don't take serious injury as a habit because of it, I only have a few of those vials. I mean, I wasn't even going to give it to you until we were both otherwise more combat ready originally. Reminder to me not to do something stupid, since my ally is in a bad way. Oh, and if you'd gotten the chance to grow more blood back I could have lowered the dose. Sounds mean, but that stuff is not easy to get," she rambles.

It turns out thatrapid tissue growth is... yeah, fairly uncomfortable, though not painful. The rapid repair of bones as they snap back into place under the direction of perfectly-controlled spasms in the hand, however, hurts just as much as it sounds like it should. Over the next minute or so, though, his hand returns to its normal state.

Not compassion, huh? He'd believe it if he could see any good, logical consequences that directly benefited them, but as far as he can see, they'd just be going out and drawing attention to themselves. Not that Drake has a problem with extending a helping hand here or there; it's just that it doesn't seem so smart at the moment. Maybe they could afford to build some clout...but they'd be also out in the public, where their enemies could track them down and hit them while they're vulnerable.

He realizes he's still thinking like someone who can't teleport miles at a time or shroud themselves in illusions on a whim. Victi can do that...

...given she has the energy, just like any other magic-user.

Which she currently doesn't.

The discomfort he handles just fine. Pleasantly surprised by how mild the pain turns out to be, he opens his mouth to ask exactly how long it'll take her to recover from the burnout (hah, hah.) of that insane spell. Then the nanotech begins to work on his splintered bones. He clenches both hands into fists and bites down on his lip, squeezing his eyes shut, to keep from shouting.

He holds like this for the minute it takes his hand to fully heal, then the pain fades into a dull throb which eventually disappears completely. He relaxes his vice-grip on the injector and stares in awe. His hand is as good as new.

He lets out an impressed whistle and flexes his fingers. "Nice, thank you." He slips the injector into his other hand (so he can keep inspecting the item's handiwork) and hands it back to Victi.

While everyone else fell asleep,Neo stayed away and he grew curious.He could sense magic items,but only from a certain distance.If they where going to find all the shards,then he was going to improve.He would summon his shard,before Rudra said,"What are you doing?" "If that lady has a shard,then she could sense us, further then I could sense her...So if I focus my demonic energy-""You could sense the other shards, no matter what.""Pretty much...so here it goes."A blue glow would come from the arm, focusing on the shard,before an area of blue energy expanded through the land.

Adriannu followed after Lisa as they ran to her cabin and the Chimera would likely be surprised by how well the child could keep up with her, though Raven might not be. After all, the child had been living on her own in the forest wilderness for the last two years and the cat would have likely learned this from their conversations. Naturally this meant that the little girl was in excellent physical condition and her race was already known for their athletic abilities.

Once they reached the cabin, Adriannu would notice the opened front door, but would not be aware of it's significance until Lisa slowed up and Raven asked the Chimera if she smelled that. Even though the question hadn't been directed at her, she still look a long sniff and felt a little homesick for the pleasant smell reminded her of her mother's cooking. Yet she quickly swallowed the feeling as after all, there was no home to return to.

Seeing the way Lisa and Raven were handling the realization that someone was in there made her realize that it was something they didn't know and thus she quickly prepared for a confrontation by drawing her daggers. By the time Lisa turned around to gesture for her to stay close, she would already find the child crouched low to the ground behind her, daggers in hand and giving her an incredulous look over hearing that the shard had been left behind in the cabin. Clearly the Chimera hadn't won any points with Adriannu with that tidbit of news.

"You're welcome. I know that a lot of healing magic is gentler about it, but, um.... I... don't do healing magic well. Just doesn't work for me," she admits, "Okay, next step is to get movi--"

She cuts off as her eyes catch sight of a large-scale detection spell washing over the landscape.

Not the most.... efficient looking thing, and probably requires a lot of concentration, but she'd seen heavy detector pulse type spells before.

Absolute pains in the neck. Every frickin' time

She could read the spell, but that didn't help. Someone had pumped a tonne of energy into this. Possibly literally, but she didn't feel like doing the Mass-Energy conversion right then. The point was, countering it would be freakin' impossible with the energy she had available, especially if she didn't want to drop any of her defenses.

She took on a grumpy-looking facial expression as it washed over them while trying to get a sense of what it might actually be looking for.

Ah, Drake's shard, of course. Little bits of the spell sticking to it and bouncing of off the clay surface. Made sense. If one of the other shard holders wanted to know where she was, and had the sorcery to scan for it, they could do exactly what she did, use their shard as a sample energy signature. The only difference, as far as she could tell, was that she'd piggybacked her spell on the flows in the planet's manasphere to cut down the energy cost.

"Okay, definitely need to get moving, ideally without that shard somehow," she sighs, "Someone just did something impressive to keep an eye on us."