Judas of Vahl
Beyond Broken
Dranok's form in the doorway didn't shift at all, not even for the woman who was already standing near it when he made his arrival. The fiery-haired woman asked who he was, "You may call me Lussk." He dryly replied, keeping his gaze locked upon the seemingly-recuperating young woman sitting on the bed. His sun-hued eyes shifted their lock from her to travel across the room and identify the other inhabitants. There was his late colleague, Circe Savan, another flame-headed woman with a knack for business. Then there was Isis Fontana, one of his Prophet Knights and a Princess of the Vortek. Whelp, that was two out of four that he knew and he'd be fairly lucky if he took chances.
And so, with a heavy sigh, brushed off from the frame to stride forward and plant himself before the girl who was referred to as "Ven'Rain". He bent down low enough to put his face on level with hers, "What do you think of all of this? What can you remember?" He wasn't trying to be blunt, but getting to the point was what the military had ingrained in his personality. His ears perked up at the sound of Circe's voice calling for a scanner, of which he ensnared the nurse's mind and forced her to ignore the woman. "No, Circe. We won't be using those, only if the nice young woman here can't remember anything."
And so, with a heavy sigh, brushed off from the frame to stride forward and plant himself before the girl who was referred to as "Ven'Rain". He bent down low enough to put his face on level with hers, "What do you think of all of this? What can you remember?" He wasn't trying to be blunt, but getting to the point was what the military had ingrained in his personality. His ears perked up at the sound of Circe's voice calling for a scanner, of which he ensnared the nurse's mind and forced her to ignore the woman. "No, Circe. We won't be using those, only if the nice young woman here can't remember anything."
@[member="Circe Savan"] @[member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] @[member="Isis Fontana"] @[member="Ventasia Terana"]