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[wolf_faerie]

[The worst of Aisling's fears had been confirmed by that report on the comm. That map had been completely covered in darkness, and she didn't have to look towards where she lived to know that her forest was covered in Mist as well

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[merlinianblood]

[Dave is making the rounds, so to speak, checking up on everyone he knows in Joe West with a baseball bat in tow.

He hasn't given himself time to sit back and think about Becky and Balthazar and everyone else back home, and he flat-out refuses to let the notion that maybe they're all dead cross his mind. Balthazar wouldn't let that happen. He wouldn't.

As he passes Aisling's room and hears her crying, he stops and peers inside. The wolves startle him, but he clears his throat just enough to catch Aisling's attention and, hopefully, not anger the wolves.] Hey, uh, Aisling? Are you-

[No, she's obviously not okay. He won't ask.]

Do you need anything?

[wolf_faerie]

[The wolves look up at his approach and start to growl, but Aisling immediately shushes at them--maybe a little more harshly than she intended. She turns to David.]

Not really...

[merlinianblood]

[AUGH. This is the worst feeling. He wants to do something to help, but he has no idea what he can do, if anything at all.

He frowns at Aisling, looking a little hurt.]

You... probably shouldn't be alone. I think everyone's trying to group up. Wanna come?

[wolf_faerie]

[A pause as she considers this.]

Alright.

[She gets up and motions for the wolves to follow.]

[an_un_fairfolk]

[Puck made it his priority to find his students. The others weren't nearly as important to Puck's schemes and desires, but he wasn't going to kid himself. Aisling was special.

A fellow fae. A fellow magic-weilder. A student, and possibly the only other person in the Academy who truly understood Puck's fears, knowing that even fae magic has no affect on the Mist. He doubted the other students or staff were too terribly aware of that.

After flying through the halls and rooms, trying to hunt down his prized pupils, he stumbled across Aisling's room.]

Lass.

[He walked in calmly, not showing his true colors (as usual). Nodding to the pacing wolf, sure that the creature would recognise him, he went to Aisling and knelt down.]

Dare I ask how thou fares?

[wolf_faerie]

[The wolf stops its pacing and sits down, though still upright and at attention. The other wolf that's curled around Aisling growls, but Aisling places a hand on its head to silence it. She looks up at him.]

Not very well at all.

This is the closest thing I have to a calm Puck ;;

[an_un_fairfolk]

[Puck holds out his hand to the wolf, silently casting a small charm spell on it so it wouldn't fear him or dislike him. The last thing he needed was for Aisling's "friends" to dissagree with him. fter petting the head of the wolf, he held out his hand to the young fae.]

It's too dangerous for you to be alone, even with your kanines, with that emotion. Let's go, lass.

[wolf_faerie]

...alright. [She takes his hand.]

Because everyone needs a teal deer

[silence_in_six]

[Ha.

Ha.. Ha ha ha ahha. Never before has Zexion ever wished he was wrong. He has always desired to be right, to prove himself, to show he needed no one but himself. But this? Oh, how he wished he had been wrong in his paranoid when the mist had receded. He wished everything truly was alright. But no

it is a proud and noble species of deer

[wolf_faerie]

[Though Aisling's face is buried in her hands, she can still hear Ienzo come into her room. And when his hand reaches out for hers, she takes it. She needs someone here right now--anyone, as long as it's someone.]

It's gone. It's all gone...

Most certainly an elegant breed

[silence_in_six]

[His fingers squeeze around hers. He can sympathize, even if she hasn't explicitly said what is troubling her.]

[wolf_faerie]

Wh-why...why can't I do anything?!

[And she starts crying all over again, though this time it's tinged with hysteria.]