Revan and Aiden are getting ready to head out of the hotel to go and help people in the aftermath of the earthquake. Revan, strangely, has not bothered to find appropriate clothing and is currently wearing her black and red armour/robes, fingering the (abnormally long) hilt of her lightsaber nervously. Or possibly it's a reflex. It's hard to tell.
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She's grateful when she finds Zel, although she should have assumed he'd be okay. Something about this whole situation just sets her completely on edge, and knowing her friends are nearby is comforting.
There's still Eve to worry about, of course. She'd rather not lose her most recent friend in this place to the effects of a freakin' earthquake.
"Zel!" She shouts, rushing across the common room to get to him. She stops short, cocking her head to the side. "What are you muttering about?"
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"You fell through the floor?" More head tilting.
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Weird...
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She pauses, her expression suddenly irritated. "Oh come on. You get to keep your magic and you get some sort of weird earth-melding ability? That's not fair."
She glowers in the general direction of the Rift room. Clearly, that thing hates her.
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"Hey, I don't have control over that thing, don't yell at me," Zel snaps at her, irritated as well, though he inwardly agrees. It ISN'T fair.
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She waves her hand absently, struggling to find the right words, but completely fails at it, and just plops down on the couch with her legs drawn up under her, a pouty expression on her face.
It's not Zel's fault. It's that damned Rift's fault, but she can't really openly pin blame on something that isn't even sentient even if it is the cause of every problem she has right now. So Zel, unfortunately, gets to be the conveinent target for her frustrations, which isn't fair to him (and she knows this even if she's too stubborn to admit it).
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There's probably selfish reasoning beyond that. She's never known Zel as anything other than a Chimera, and while she doesn't really want to begrudge him his happiness, she's always wondered if something might change about him if he were to turn back. Probably just her being worried for nothing. Stupid, really, but the thoughts always come.
"If he did manage it, you'd still have your magic though," she adds with a hint of distaste, just so she's not just harping on the negative.
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Frowning, Zel states, "You're not helpless. You've got some skill with a sword already, you just needs some pointers. And I bet one of the other residents could teach you hand-to-hand."
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She rolls her eyes a little, somewhat amused that he managed to catch the source of her distaste. She's not that hard to read, especially for someone who knows her as well as Zel does, but... Still. "Yeah, I know. It's just weird without my magic."
She shifts a little so that she's facing him again, suddenly very pleased by something. "Do you think someone can get me a flamethrower?"
Note to the Conrad: Never let Lina watch television. She gets ideas in her head.
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Zel snorts. "The last thing you need is a flamethrower."
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What that actually means is "far more destructive" although Lina doesn't seem very much aware that her personality veers towards destruction more often that not. She's still convinced that she's wholly innocent in any and all dealings in the past that involved shit being blown up.
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