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Oh! A girl! She could help Gad! The man had turned from the cafeteria's counter to look back at the blue-eyed girl standing there with a smile of relief. He opened his mouth to say something as he came marching forward, but he was forced to stop when a voice piped up to him from below. He raised his brows and looked straight down to the little girl he had almost crushed under his ginormous feet – ahh, why were people so small in the outside?! Why was Gad so big? He let out a sigh and he stepped back, giving an apologetic look down at the child. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to almost hurt you, little girl. But, ah, big girl – you can help me? I have to have help to get ice. Isamu is dying and the doctor said he needed ice – lots of ice in small bags.” He used his hands to better demonstrate how small the bags were supposed to be, glancing down at the little girl. Oh, he hoped she could hear him from all the way down there – Gad was a very quiet person! He had tried to direct it at both of them, but he wasn't sure how well he had done it. At least one should hear and help him right?

Vivian saw her life flash before her eyes. Not really. She just would have been injured and upset. The gigantor almost squashed her! How terrifying! She did not like the thought of being stepped on.

"What? Isamu's dying?" Vivian asked suddenly. She heard the boy's mentioned and she was worried. She frowned. "Then we'd better get ice right away." Ah, she didn't have her potions on her. She couldn't do much. Wait, Chloe was in the infirmary. Isamu is in good hands.

Well, she'll go check on him anyways. Vivian tugged on the giant's sleeve. "I want to see Isamu, so I'm coming too. But walking beside you makes me nervous. Pick me up and grab the ice." Vivian said, forcing herself into the situation. "Oh and while you're at it, tell me what happened."

((Gaaaahhhh. Sorry for the lateness. ; w; ))

Gad watched as the woman left to the kitchen – ah.. he hadn't thought of looking there! But, the doctor hadn't told him anything more than he had to go to the cafeteria! So maybe it wasn't common knowledge of how to obtain the ice? Gad could only assume that was the problem. He looked down at the little girl as she spoke to him, nodding again as Isamu's name was said. Was the boy that popular here? Gad felt worse by the second knowing how many loved ones the boy had! He was probably dead by now and it was all Gad's fault! He made a face like he was about to cry, but then the little girl had spoke up and he turned his attention to her. He lifted the girl up as she asked him to, frowning at the touch.

“..I'm sorry.” He mumbled out just in case she ended up catching something and dying too. He took the bag of ice with his other hand as the older girl came in and handed it to him, explaining while he looked it over to make sure it fit the doctor's request, “Isamu was screaming, so me and Sani took him to a room downstairs or else they would get him.. and then the ghost told us he was dying, so I took him to the doctor. The doctor told me to come here and get help.” That about summed it up. He held the bag of ice up, “She said small bags.”

Gad smiled and nodded slightly to agree with her, though it wasn't his place to forgive himself for anything. He was simply trying to help! But, that didn't really excuse him for almost killing Isamu.. Oh, well, at least the little girl seemed to forgive him and that was enough. “I'm Gad.” He answered almost cheerfully, already forgetting how sad he was seconds ago – he had the ice! And Vivian seemed to know what she was doing! He could later wonder if it was such a good thing that a little girl seemed to be smarter than him, but, for now, he was going to go save Isamu before he died! He made the problem, he had to fix it! “It's a good thing to meet you, Vivian.” He said politely before he left the cafeteria, keeping a firm hold on Vivian with his right arm and hoisting the bag of ice over his left shoulder as he went.

~Exit to the Infirmary!~

After unpacking his one box of things and settling down in his new office Quentin decided to explore the school a bit. He first checked out the dorms and was now on his way towards cafeteria. The man blinked and sniffed when the scent of chocolate struck his nose.

Chocolate... yummy....

He had planned on walking right by the cafeteria... but now... well. It wouldn't hurt to make a quick stop, right? He wanted to devour one of those cupcakes so badly. The man fought with himself in his mind for a few moments before deciding to head inside.

Quentin limped over to the serving counter and picked up one of the cupcakes. He took a bite and smiled, what a lovely taste! Whoever made these was a pure genius!

"I'll be glad to take care of it," Chloe said, leaning down so she could look at Briar more closely. "That was quite impressive. I find myself rather envious of your strength." She reached down to pull a small silver and red-gold ring from her little finger and handed it over. "Consider this my thanks. After all, it would be terrible to do all that work with nothing to show for it."

She straightened and went to retrieve one of the cupcakes, bringing it back to Charlie. After a moment, she set the cupcake against his mouth, hoping that would wake him up. It worked last time, with the muffin...

.:l Bailey “Briar” Appleton l:.

”Happiness makes up in height
for what it lacks in length.”
- Robert Frost

Sh-Shiny!? Oh, man, Briar should definitely play knight in shining armor superhero more often if he was going to be awarded. After all, playing that role led him to be almost on his way to getting a girl! Now, he got a ring. Even though he should have been humble about it, Briar gladly accepted the gift and grinned. "It was nothing! For such a little task, this is a lot, so thanks. Of course, that means I'd be glad to help out with any heavy lifting or cleaning ya need in that infirmary of yours or just in general." Yeap. Chloe at least deserved that much for such a neat ring.

It was really strange how Charlie was brought back to life with food though. It was eerie because it reminded him slightly of a zombie. Maybe Briar needed to keep an eye on him just in case. "No problem. I'm glad to be of service. Hey, don't ya ever choke on your food? You are sleeping and lying down after all." Orrrrrrr it could be a new manly trait? He definitely should report that into the Manliness Club.

(( I'm sorry for getting you two stuck. >: Feel freeeeeee to continue on without me whenever I leave. ))

”I failed to make the chess team
because of my height.”
- Woody Allen