Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

(I fixed it lol)

"Brella Arazael," she said cheerily, finally happy to get decent answers. She rolled her eyes and smiled apologetically at Crisp, "I was loopy from blood loss, silly." She got up in an attempt to shake hands with the assassin, then nearly fell over and decided instead to steady herself in her chair, "Well shit. I still am loopy."

Griffin laughs. "We should fix you up when we land. No buts" Griffin's being half-joking, half-serious.

"Talking about blood loss, we should probably change these bandages." Crisp replaces his bandage, then take replaces Brella's bandages. "While I am doing this, do you happen to need any pain meds?"

(Be careful, Crisp. This is coming from a scout, you do not want to remove bandages from an open wound. That'll just keep it open and even more prone to infection. For this, though, who cares?)

"No thanks. And I won't argue with you, either, Griffin. I'm too beat to complain anyway."

She turned to the assassin (who's name she still didn't know), and added, "So if you aren't going to the Alpha-Beta Coalition, then why go to all this trouble? What's so important on Lektra that you just can't wait for the Coalition to come through?"

(gtg, and I can't be on tomorrow)

(I mean, yeah, it's a RP, plus I don't think there is much risk as long as you put another one back on. IDK tho ;P)
"Ok. Let me know if you need help with anything! I will probably just space out for a while."

"Name first, then we'll go."

"It was that easy, wasn't it. Now ask Brella, cause I guess your fine in my book… for now."

Brella smiled, glad to finally see some true progress.

"Done deal. We go to Lektra, you do your thing, then we're off to the Coalition. " She punched in coordinates and directed the ship towards the front, then started up the FTL drive, and off they went.

She attempted to walk, but once again failed miserably to bear her own weight. With an apologetic look at Crisp she held out her hand, "If you wouldn't mind, Crisp? I need to go get some shut eye."

Crisp picks up Brella, and takes her down to the crew's quarters "You get some good sleep now, I'll check on your leg when you wake up."

She nodded thankfully and rested her head on the pillow. Before she knew it, she was standing in the flower fields of home. She ran her fingers through them, imagining in her mind the way they must have felt. Soft, conforming. Like her own little embrace from the past. Love was a beautiful planet, yeah. That's what killed it. Lovuthans were too lucky for Dominant taste.

The flowers turned to glass, the glass shattered, and soon Brella was falling and freezing into the infinite void below.

An hour or so of nightmares later, and Brella woke up sweating. (You can hold a conversation within that hour, or just time skip an hour.)

(Cricket, Cricket)

(lol)

(How are you doing this fine day, @Crisp?)

(good :3)

(Glad to see someone's not freezing to death….Brrr.)

Crisp is just sitting there and sees Brella suddenly wake up from the corner of his eye, and gets startled.
"You ok?"

(Outside is cold as hell lmao, I haven't had school for 3 days :P)

(Are you in indy? Cuz I've heard that's how it's been.)

"No- yeah. Yeah, I'm fine…." Brella breathed, "Just a bad dre- Wait, what are you doing down here?"

(Nope, Ohio lol.)
"Just getting my stuff put away I guess, also I was looking at some old pictures. From before I had to work for them"

"You can look at the picture if you want." Crisp holds out the picture to Brella.

Brella take the pictures, and she sees……

The picture is of some Crisp's friends, Dark and Nazuri. They were being the love birds they are. (BTW Nazuri is not my OC and this is what they both look like https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pD1F-gmSMyzyLInGkXgWDqPY8xIdBR2HRGtbEk6iTQI/edit?usp=sharing )

Brella smiles, "Remembering home, I see… Where is home to you? I've never met a dragon, so I've no idea."

She wasn't quite ready to discuss her dreams, not that it meant anything to the dragon, but she desperately wanted to speak of Love, just to talk about it. It would at the very least make her feel better.

"I don't even remember anymore… I hope they are okay." Crisp looks down at his fingers and fiddles with them. "Do you have anyone or any place you care about?" Crisp looks curiously at Brella.

"Yeah. Why else would I be doing this?" Brella answered, "I'm from Love. It's a flower-world, literally. The whole ecosystem lives either in the flowers or in the ground. Except for us, of course."