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Orthae managed to lift himself up to his hands and knees...or at least, hand and knees. "Yeah, I'm all right...a few cracked ribs, I think my shoulder's dislocated, and a hell of a lot of bruises...but, yeah, I'll be fine." Truth was, he really wasn't. Seeing as how he was in poor physical condition, he had no conduit for his healing magic, so he couldn't heal himself. He'd have to leave that to the healers in the hospital on campus. Meanwhile, Verin stirred. Groaning, he put a hand to his head. "Ugh...damn...I feel hungover and like I've been hit with a truck, twice." Managing to get himself to his feet, he cracked his neck and walked over to where Orthae was, apparently in agony. "Hot damn, bro. Looks like you got trampled by an elephant." Despite how injured he was, Orthae managed a laugh. "Well...I may as well have been...sure feels like it." Taking Sakura's offered hand gratefully, he got to his feet. Hearing about Sakura's hospital comment, Orthae agreed, "Yeah...a trip to the hospital...sounds like a sterling idea."

Orthae gritted his teeth and grunted painfully as a popping noise came from his shoulder. "Yep...it's fixed, alright." Relocating a shoulder often hurt, and this time was no exception. He moved his arm, making sure it was still functional. It was, which was a lovely thing. Orthae looked over his shoulder at Raine, "Oh, and Raine? Thanks." He said with a smile. People didn't often stop to see if he was okay if something went wrong. Verin smiled, knowing what Orthae was talking about. The same thing went for him; being alone all those years, with all those misfiring spells, he had grown used to no one being around and seeing if he was all right if a fireball backfired and sent him a hundred feet backwards. The two had found some good friends...

Totro walks through the hall. Coming upon with '01' on it, he opens the door and peaks inside. He sees the room is practically empty other than a few scattered things people must've left, previously. He entered the room, and closed the door behind him. Totro walked to approximately the middle of the room. Putting his cane down, he knelt down on his knees.

Confident in his ability, Totro closed his eyes. He closed his hand into a fist, leaving his index and middle fingers up. Staying in this position for a few moments, his fingers went pale. Once this happened, he placed his fingers on the floor. During all of this his expression remained unchanged. Soon his body began to rock from side to side. With each rock he came closer to falling over, yet his face remained solomn. Soon a dark spot, like a puddle, appeard on the floor, infront of him. Not changing anything about what he was doing, the spot enlarged.

Soon it began to grow virtically and take shape. Totro oppened his eyes to see a Penumbra Operative* standing before him. He smiled as the op* swayed from side to side.

*See op in the encyclopedia in my Gaian profile.

Totro let go of his sword with his left hand, so that he was solely wielding it in his right hand. He began to swing around, waiting for the op to get closer. A smirk crossed his face, and he tipped his back a little. The op was moving very slowly, and Totro was getting impatient, so he began to circle slowly to the left. The op kept gowing towards where Totro was a minute ago.

The op made another jab at the ground with his arm-blade. Totro rolled out of the way, slashing at the arm with his sword. A clashing sound resounded from the strike, and Totro remembered that arm was now representing metal. He jumped to his feet and jumped backwards. The op was swiftly advancing on him. Totro made a light swing at the head. As the op reached up to block the slash, Totro moved his harm down and jabbed it's torso. He jumped back again, to avoid any oncomming hits.

Risshun was back at the training hall again and was humming quietly as she made her way around, trying to find the fire manipulation door. She stopped humming and went very quiet for a long moment. Her hair swayed to the right as she stopped suddenly and looked at a door with '01' on it. She could hear something from behind it. She didnt open it but put her ear to the large door, trying to hear what was happening inside.

The op cautiously approached Totro. Noticing the advancing threat, Totro held onto the sword, turning it back into the cane, and he quickly stumped to the opposite corner of the room. As the op turned around, Totro clutched the cane, and it slowly took the shape of a small mace.