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Clutching her sides in laughter Riana managed to spurt out, "I....was trying to....Hahaha....tell you he was in the...tub!" The stupid girl had run off to see him before half her words were out of her mouth. Getting controll of the laughter for a moment she was just about stable when Blaise asked after her barging in habit and brought to mind her last visit to Tyr's house which brought the laughter all over again. She and Tyr had liked each other for a while after being freinds and sparring partners for a long time. "Actually Blaise, lots of fun things have happened thanks to my delightful charm!"

Leaving the woman guessing she turned to Rossette with a halfsmile. "You've got no right for blaming Blaise, its not her fault you couldn't wait to see your love...r....erm....Chrono. However based on that splash I heard," she raised her voice and shouted, "HE HAS NOT BEEN IN HIS BATH!" Still shouting she called out, "If you don't want me to barge in there you had best stay in that tub and RELAX!" Lowering her voice again she asked pleasently, "Now, hows about some tea?"

He gently smirked as Riana retreated back down the stairs, now left with plenty of goodies of jin-water, ointments, and a promised porridge to look forward to. Yes, quite an experience. And whilst his mind was still in slight stupor, he was able to pick up a few words of the conversation downstairs before turning to the washroom. "Infatuation" and "beating him an inch of his life" definately stuck out and he quietly grumbled. Was the woman he beheld last evening a devil-amazon, or what? He was not naive enough to think that they were speaking of someone else...he was used to village gossip. Shrugging it off for now, Tax went to Khnui's kitchen to find the handsome plate of porridge awaiting and scooped it up in a careful move. His host had mentioned to bring it near the tub to heat it, but could the water really still be warm? Indeed! The steam rising from it was obvious and he contently set his temporary possessions around the washroom before closing the door. Off with the pants then, they were useless. Now prepared to absorb a warm water's embrace, he eased his way into the tub and sank his head blissfully beneath in total submergeance. Not to disrespect the previous evening's cleansing rain, but such tender hold this water shared was far greater. He seemed not to breathe like he had drowned for a few minutes, but was in actuality just relaxing. He had deeper ways than most normal people. Which he would probably be able to show sooner or later...if they thought of having him join them, they would need an example of his skills- wouldn't they? But no. No thoughts for the moment. Afterall, in such the uncertain world they'd come to live in, Tax had learned to appreciate a good thing fully when it came. And a warm bath such as this was a finer luxury to him than the cavair of the King.

He quickly finished off sharpening the swords. He went upstairs to his room to quickly pack. He soon had everything ready and his sword belted on. Deciding to check out the training bunker before he left. He might as well get some personal training down before leaving while he was at the training bunker. Thinking on how long he could train before he had to leave. He left for one or two days every year at this time and anyone who knew him knows that he leaves at this time of year although they didn't know why.

Blaise gave Rosette an impish smile.

“You’ll see.” She said, “But, Chrono ought to get used to the forest in no time, there’s not much to it. This is the kind of place where everybody knows everybody, though our population is nothing short of large. Everyone’s good friends. I guess you can say we’re all a family, more or less, with a little competition. Let’s get going. I’ll see you around Riana.”

Blaise waved a goodbye and stepped out of the house waiting for Rosette to follow.

Blaise frowned a bit as she walked, listening to what Rosette was saying. Yes, compared to how others live, the Fugitive Foresters did live like royalty. But, yet, they were far short. They were not like the cruel, mindless brutes the Monarchy had for guards and it was difficult for them to see so much death. Most of the Forester Superiors or those on the Task Force had been hardened so much that to them it didn’t even matter who they saw die anymore, it was just common routine. Blaise was not one of those people.

“Yes,” Blaise said absentmindedly with a glazed look in her eye as they approached the training bunk, “Royalty.”

A sudden painful memory hit Blaise like a blow to the gut. She stopped abruptly and closed her eyes trying to rid her sight of her parent’s dead corpses. She felt as if she were actually back at that day. It felt so real. She could see her little sister crying and in her memory she turned the little girl away and hid her from the guards.

“No lass! Stop crying! They’ll take you too, I can’t lose you too! Please stop crying!” Blaise shouted. She suddenly snapped back to the present realizing that she had actually just said that out loud. She felt something hovering by her hand and looked down to see that she had unintentionally lifted a small piece of the earth and was controlling it with her powers. She let it drop and turned away from Rosette, fearful of her reaction to her small, uncommon episode.

“I’m sorry.” Blaise said, paling from the horrid memory, “I. . .I am-uh. . .I. . .we. . ."

Blaise fell at a loss for words and just stood with her back facing Rosette. She cringed and stiffened as she tried to hold back tears. She was able to do so but she did not feel well because of the gruesome sights in her memory.

"...?"For once, Rosette didn't immediately blurt out something to Blaise's actions. In fact, she hadn't even noticed the piece of earth she moved since her eyes were practically glue to back of Blaise's head.

"I'm sorry... I can be a real a** when I don't think about hat I'm saying." Rosette said, stepping beside her and resting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"If lost a lot of stuff in my life too... and I keep this goofy and care-free disposition to ot worry everyone. Besides, be dark and depressed about what's already happened will not change it."

Rosette paused before smacking herself in the forehead.

"Dammit! There I go again! Did I make that worse? I didn't mean it!"

"So... it's triggered randomly?" Rosette asked curiously as she jogged to catch up with Blaise. "Er... is it normal to dream about it? ...Like... all the time? That is normal, right? "

"Oh, good..." Rosette sighed. "I dream about what happened my last night at him old home everynight. I'm glad there's nothing else wrong with me."

She curled her fingers together and stretched them above her head.

"The only comfort I can take in having those nightmares is that Chrono shows up in the end. He's kept me sane."