Thats gotta hurt. (Tas)

[Aiyon]

Tas was suprised to find herself grinning sheepishly at the others. Tristan was always so serious, so his laughter had come as something of a shock, and it was infectious. She couldn't help wondering what had set him off. "That sounds fair, Mey..." she says humbly. "And rest assured i won't try leaving until you say so."
Her colour was only slowly returning, but given the way she'd been beaten into the ground it was understandable. Now that pain wasn't driving her Tas was feeling very tired. She flaps a hand at Tristan. "As for taking it easy... forget it. Pause every so often, sure. But not easy." she pulls a face. "Though i'm sure you'll have to face Mey if you pulverise me a few more times..."

[Tristan Knightrhode]

Mey laughed then, "Honey you can leave when ever you want to, your all healed. I just wouldn't try walking on those pain killers." Tristan kept laughing, though less so so that he could speak...as well as hear. Igneus was even laughing, as much as a dragon can any ways. "As for Mey, by the time I beat you to a pulp that many times, I just might be strong enough to fight her."

She punched him this time, "You'll have to be a master before you can fight me!" She shouted playfully. He punched back, full force. "Like hell I will!" They were like brother and sister at this point. By the time Tristan would become a wizard, it would be likely he could give even Maedallus a run for his money. The two socked eachother a couple more times to the point where both of them were hurting. "Damn gauntlets of yours." She laughed. It was true, Tristan's gauntlets gave him a much heavier hit, as well as the force of being hit by titanium.

Igneus had flown off the bed by this point, the two of them on the verge of a wrestling match, one which there was a chance Tristan would win considering his Ninjutsu back ground. The element dragon took a perch next to Tas, favoring her stillness verses the craziness. The four pound, give or take, dragon laid his head back down, though kept a sharp eye for projectiles.

[Aiyon]

"Oh, ok. I'd fall flat on my face, i guess." was her halfhearted comment. It made sense to her though... if she couldn't feel anything staying upright would be interesting. Then she realises she has a spell that can get her back to her room, and she feels a little better about the world. For now though, Tas upholds her policy of not moving about, preferring to watch Tristan and Mey.

"Are they... always like this?" she asked Igneus quietly, laughter rippling in her voice. At least she was in good spirits again.
"Or am i gonna have to be referee and separate them?" she jokes, knowing as she does that she can't actually do that.

[Tristan Knightrhode]

Igneus shifted, "Not really. Though if they get started it's guaranteed to get rough." He commented quietly as the two calmed down. "We should probably go back to our dorms and rest. You'll need yours, and my arms throbbing." He said, stifling the occasional chuckle. His face loosening and returning to a rather blank expression, he adjusted himself on the bed which would need some organizing.

"I should probably get back to work, too." Mey said, pulling back her hair again and standing. The rough housing had knocked her bun loose and she needed to put it back into place. Once it was taught again, she waved her hand away from the windows, and the huge glass panels slammed shut as she began to walk off. "Take another one of those pain killers before you go to sleep and you should be all good by morning." He called back, rounding her desk.

Tristan too stood, picking up his blade and slinging it over his left shoulder, adjusting the black dragon hide strap. "Well, if I'm going to train you, I'll see you bright and early, same place. Come on." He said to Tas first, then Igneus, who hopped up and hovered for a second as his wings got bearings in the still air, then pulsed them down, rising up and directing himself over to his partners shoulder. He would need a good nights sleep as well, he'd teleported and transformed more than he usually would in the same span of time and was beginning to run low on mana.

[Aiyon]

"I'll keep my feet on the ground, never fear." said Tas, pulling a face. With Tristan as her teacher this was more a prophecy than mere intention, despite threatening him with Mey. Ah well, it could be worse. "I just wish i'd been there." she added, implying the time Tristan was nealy put through the floor. That would have been fun to watch.

With a grunt she straightens up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and being mindful of Igneus. "Well, if i'm free to go... i'd better get out of your hair. A little rest would go well right now, but if i can't walk, hmm." She hesitates, then chuckles. "Oh, i know..."
A rune circle of blue light appears around her as she brings up some of her magic. Battered she may have been, and tired she was, but her magical reserves were mostly intact. With one hand she snags the bottle of pills and then a few seconds later the circle vanishes again. Tas blinks a few times, and gives a small shrug.

"You won't need to carry me this time." she promises Tristan and Igneus, and to prove it she straightens up to stand by the bed. This appeared to be at odds to Mey's order to not try walking while numbed by the pills, except that on closer inspection her feet are hovering a short distance above the floor. Her shadow spell with the illusion occupying the same space as her, giving the illusion that she was just floating, similar to the way Tristan had seen her armour form go about it.
She drifts towards the entrance to the room, giving the healer a friendly wave. "Thank you Mey... i promise i'll be careful. And i'll see you tomorrow teach. Same place, as you said."