We finally reach the door of the apartment building after walking in silence, the snow crunching under our feet as we take our last step outside, walking into the building, "I bet she's still looking through those records haha." I say quietly.
(Sorry I wasn't sure who we was waiting for there)
Marco decided to not tell Alastair about his gut feeling, that Althea was hurt. He laughed, "yeah. I bet she is." Marco opened the door to see Althea on the couch and a girl sitting next to her.
Althea lay on the couch, still unconcious, Maia hovering over and sponging her forehead with the hot towel.
Maia looked up at the sound of the opening door. "WHO ARE YOU?" she shrieked.
"Be-ah-erm- I'm a bag thief and he's an ice mage dude and she's helping me not arrested!" The words spill from my mouth until I quickly cover it with my hand.
Marco held his hands out in surrender, "we are friends of Althea's. We all met today."
"It's been a very… very long day. Is she okay?" I slowly walk towards the two, holding my hands up lazily.
(I'm gonna wait for @Amber.) (CIAO!)
"It's been a very… very long day. Is she okay?" I slowly walk towards the two, holding my hands up lazily.
Maia eyed them suspiciously. "She's not okay just yet. She had a small issue, nothing too big."
Marco frowned, "oh. I had a feeling that she was in pain, but I thought I was wrong."
"She was in pain, idiot." She turned back to Althea and put another pillow under her head.
I slowly drop my hand to Althea's forehead. hot. "Hey, can you lift her top? Just her stomach." I say to the woman, "I'm guessing you're her girlfriend right? You should do it."
Marco huffed, not wanting to go near the girl. "I could cool her down."
My eyes dart between the three bodies, "Err… yeah, freeze a layer of ice between the fold of a small towel, that should do it. Also, can I have the bag now, please?" I wipe my hands on my legs and bend down to Althea's level.
Marco walks towards Alastair and gives him the bag. "Here." Marco then holds his empty hand out towards the girl, "could I see that towel?"
(My battery is about to die and Amber isn't back, you wanna carry this on tomorrow?)
(Yeah, sure. I guess.) (BYE!!)