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⊰"They're posted all over the city. Basically, don't steal or kill citizens of this nation," Athrun summarized the main laws. However, there was much more to being in this nation than that...it was pride. Sure Pronta wasn't the strongest nation...but from what he had seen, the people of this nation were proud individuals. "Anyways, get healed quickly, you're going to have a lot of training to do," Athrun told him as he let the boy rest. Athrun would have liked to stay longer but for the time being he had to go to the Great Ocean, to meet with Fenrir.

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Archades sat up slowly when he heard someone else come to the door. He turned slightly so that he could see her and raised one eyebrow at the woman.
"Yes...and from your statement, I take it you're to thank?" He pushed up from the bed so he was in a more stable position, and bowed to her precariously - as much as his seated posture would allow. He winced at the needle in his arm again and glanced down at it then at the machine. The teen snarled in aggravation once before plucking the needle out of his flesh and pressing a burning finger against the wound, cauterizing it in an instant.

"I detest being indoors. That is as simply put as I can manage." The mage was leaving out the fact that he did not know how to operate in such a place, or with as many people as the hospital situation apparently called for. He grunted in aggravation before flipping the covers back to find himself clad in a hospital gown. Fires sparked along his exposed skin as his irritation grew with the situation before he restrained himself and calmed down. He searched around the room with his eyes before noticing his heavy clothes - the tunic and trousers, and of course, his cloak. The redhead grabbed the clothing and stepped over to a curtained area, where the woman in the doorway couldn't see him and changed as fast as he could.
Even in the much heavier clothing that Archades normally wore, the room was nearly unbearably cold. He held up one hand and concentrated for a moment, causing a ball of flame to appear above his palm. He held it close, enjoying the warmth as he stepped back to where he could be seen.

Ark walked into the main entrance of the hospital, and immediately was forced to sit down by one of the nurses. "Oi, come on. They're not that deep." He argued as a Nurse came up with a stretcher. Eventually the nurses managed to get Ark on a stretcher so they could bring him to an operating room. An hour later, Ark was released from the hospital, stitched, bandaged up, and unable to do anything.

"Ah, thanks for the replacements Pixie" Ark said as he looked over the new mask and axe. He then put then new mask on and rolled his head around, getting used to the mask's slightly different weight. Then he lifted the axe, it was slightly shorter, but much heavier. Ark tested it out with a week swing and grinned under his mask. Just need some new armor now He thought as he returned the axe to the table, if he kept holding it up, the stitches would open up.

"Doc says training's a bad idea, I could rip open the 10-15 stitches they put in me. So, I'm outta commission for the next few days, 'specially 'cause I won't feel them open." Ark said in an aggravated tone, he then added, "but I could probably learn sometin' not so physical."