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Characters: Anybody that wishes to go to the Ragnarok meeting
Date: Jan 20th, Morning
Setting: Hidden Floor
Format: Either or.
Summary: It's time to regroup, establish new ties, and form a plan
Warning: TBA, but check comment headings just in case!

It may have been word of mouth. It could have been one of the many notes Reno left on doors or on beds (and in some cases, foreheads) of those he knew to be members or trusted. Or it could have been just as simple as a friend grabbing another for a 'walk.' The notes read, "Meeting. Morning, Jan 20th." There is no location, or any hint of any; Reno suspects most people will get the idea to go there, simply because it wasn't mentioned. It isn't supposed to exist, after all.

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"Its about Reno."

The way she says his name, serious and lacking in its usual affection, is a sign on how concerned she is on the matter. Her good arm moves to press lightly against her injured lower arm, thumb sweeping against the fabric of the sling.

"Have you noticed any unusual behavior recently?"

Shion frowned, thinking about that, though he also noticed her arm and frowned about that as well. Moving to examine it, to see what was wrong.

"He seems... he's a lot more negative, and I don't think he believes we are going to survive..." He had no idea what Reno was like before he came to this place, but he had always seemed determined to Shion.

Where she might have fussed about having her arm looked over, Elena instead remains still. She even goes so far as to turn her arm out as much as she could without causing additional damage, letting Shion take as much time as he wanted to inspect the injury.

"Mmmm. I was hoping it was just a feeling."

Because the Reno she knew from home, the Reno she knew here, neither of them would have such a pessimistic view about their situation. Yes, there'd be an acknowledgement that the situation was not in their favor, but he'd say something about trying to find a way to change it.

"Do you agree with him?"

He watched her face for any discomfort as he ran his hand down it, frowning as he assessed it. "No." His answer was automatic. "I mean... sometimes I wonder... because it seems like such a huge thing, but we have to have hope right. Some reason to live. We have to keep fighting, and to keep fighting we have to believe there is at least a chance of us winning."

There's a twitch at the corner of her mouth, a threat of a grimace at his touch. The pain had diminished a a good deal after taking half the high potion that Reno had given her, but it was still quite tender to the touch.

"Good. That's the mentality that we need to keep going. I've tried telling him that, but he doesn't seem convinced."

"I think he just struggles to believe it." Shion told her softly, "We just need to help him be convinced." Through actions not words most likely.

"How did you do this?" He asked gesturing at her arm.

"After everything that we've seen, that we've gone through, I think its understandable when one of us looses our footing. We'll just have tho show him that it isn't the case."

Though Reno would be a hard one to convince. But, if the whole of the Turks were to work together and show him, perhaps they'd get through that meaty skull of his. When Shion motions to her arm, Elena gives a little embarrassed laugh.

"I was on guard duty of the clinic when I saw somebody with a purple collar running in my direction with three of those monsters chasing him. I took care of them while the individual made it to the clinic, but since he had a purple collar the creatures were at their strongest. I'm afraid I got a little too cocky."

Shion winced, "You should be more careful" He told her, "But I think it will be alright." He made a note to check on her in a couple of days if he didn't see her sooner, to make sure it was healing alright.

"At least the monsters seem to have gone now."

"....Yeah. I know."

Corners of her mouth that had turned up when she had laughed faltered, falling into a straight line. She hadn't been cocky so much as she had been careless. Too eager to cause harm to creatures controlled by the Admins in the belief that she was, in turn, causing them harm. Or frustration of having their tools destroyed.

"You think so?" Eyes turned to her arm in the sling. "I really should thank whoever fixed me up. They did a good job."

Elena made a little noise of agreement. "For now, at least. But I agree. And I hope we don't see any trouble for several more weeks."

"They did, do you have any idea who it was?" Maybe Shion could make them something to thank them. A thank you for fixing my mum cake. "I hope it's quiet for a while, everyone needs a break."

Something they didn't get often here.

"None. I remember trying to align it myself in one position and passing out. The next thing I know I'm waking up on one of the infirmary beds with my arm fixed."

She'd like to find who helped her out as well, though she's suspecting it wasn't anybody she already knew. Otherwise they might have stayed until she woke up, unless duty had called them away.

"You and me both. I could use a week or two breather."

[Its something they didn't get enough of]

"It was very kind of them." He nodded, and nodded again. They could do with a break, as unlikely as it was.

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