No Accident

## Summary

As a newly trained huntress, one must be always ready for the worst and the worst has certainly occurred the day of Mech's graduation ceremony when she was meant to celebrate with her lover, Maestri. However, tragedy strikes and so do explosions of Grimm in which Mech and Maestri are found at a house with unique almost supernatural features. They manage to escape, but without any answers to any of the events.

7 years pass and Mech and Maestri find each other at the same house where they discover something or someone of particular interest.

## EXP Awarded

Trait (Mech) - 50 EXP (Mech elaborately leads this unofficial mission. With great detail and high charisma, she keeps herself and her partner safe as they explore their way to the house.)

Azure Maestri - 45 EXP (Maestri's sense of trust is put to the test as although she has known Mech for a while, she hasn't known anything about her. However, they need to be there for each other and Maestri finds herself becoming supportive, helpful, and even loving as she accepts the events that occur. Up until they head to Atlas, of course.

## Roleplay

It was late, nearly three in the morning, however on an innovators schedule Mech took all the sleep she could get. On top of that it was not good sleep either. Mech was struggling violently in her bed, her sweat soaking the thin white sheets as she tossed and turned trapped in her mind. She didn't dream of the past often but when she did it was usually of times when she could have done something better. This was no exception. It was several years ago for Mech, and at the time a graduation celebration wasn't too far off the normal path for most students. Mech was no exception. After the better part of four years of spending all her time focusing on studies and training, it was time for a break. And no one better to take it with then her 'it's complicated' best friend Maestri. Mech had already powered though the pleasant part of the dream where the dynamic duo had arrived peacefully at the remote resort south of pretty much everything. They had spent the first day relaxing by the resort beach and overall had a pretty good day. Mech ended up getting a little sunburned but other than that it was all sunshine and smiles. However, that would be short lived. The only town nearby was an hours drive. Although that was indented by the resort to entice a getaway. Unfortunately for them that also means that they got away from any sense of help in an emergency.

It was close to the present hour when the homely vacation resort took a rather drastic turn for the worse. Mech awoke with a jump while she was cuddling with Maestri. A large and violent explosion rocked the small building. The stilts that kept it lofted over the sand dunes and safe from flood had been attacked. The reason as to why, Mech wouldn't find out until several weeks later. Mech Bolted out of the soft mattress on the floor and popped up onto her feet. "Check the East hall" she asked of her before sprinting down the west side of the building to check what was going on. Unfortunately for Maestri as Mech left line of sight the building listed and shattered at some of its supports. A large beam falling out of nowhere and clocking Maestri unconscious. When she came to the first thing she would notice would be the smell. The room she was in was filling with smoke. Shortly after that the sound. It sounded violent and beast like. Heavy grunts and a dense repetitive thumping noise. As Maestri would have been able to open her eyes and push past the immense headache from her fresh concussion, she would have seen Mech standing in front of her. Well more precisely, in the center of the room surrounded by defeated Grimm. The one remaining that hadn't been killed she was straddling and beating repeatedly. However the scene didn't look good. Mech's clothes were heavily stained with blood, a lot of it hers, even more of it not her own. Her metal prosthetic, that she was using to beat the face of the Baowolf in, had been severed midway down her forearm leaving it a stump of what it once was. That didn't deter Mech from using it as a mace of course, but it wasn't nearly as effective as it was a few minuets ago. As the beast finally succumbed to her blunt beating she slid off and fell to the ground. Half crawling half stumbling to Maestri. Mech was beginning to tear up as she got closer and saw that Maestri was still moving. "I - I thought. you ..." She struggled to say as she pulled up next to Maestri and gave her a short hug, pushing the hair out of her face to inspect the large lump on her dome. "We need to go quick. There's nothing left for us here" She told her friend with a deep frown as she regained her composer and moved the beam that was trapping Maestri with visible effort. Mech's left leg was clearly snapped at the femur. Atop her thigh had been a roughly put together splint and a lot of cloth to hold it in place. Maestri would have been shocked to see that Mech had used up all her aura. How she did this would have been a mystery. Mech stumbled and fell onto Maestri Using her for support. The warm blood quickly soaking though to Maestri as well. Mech placed her hand on the floor and a slight shimmer seemed to radiate from her body. It then pulsed though the room and though the building out of sight. She lifted her finger toward the west hall and nodded. Mech was about at her limit. The rest she would have to leave to Maestri.

"Checking the East Hall" Maestri answered to Mech getting up in a flash and putting her shoes on.
That was before the building listed and shattered and a beam knocked her out unconscious.
The smell woke her up, thankfully. It wasn't the first time she had been such situation but her mind was still fragile plus the concussion she felt lost "Mech-" she called for not knowing where she was.
As Mech freed her from the beam, Maestri took a deep breath holding Mech "Everything will be fine" she says walking down the wall holding with one arm Mech and with the other her cane to balance the weight. "what happened?" not knowing where she was going and coughing slightly.

Mech walked along with Maestri. Leaning heavily on her so her bad leg didn't take the weight. "You've got a funny definition of fine" Mech stated with a soft but pain filled chuckle. "The explosion came from the kitchen, the gas tanks were either rigged to blow or just failed. ... The Grimm though. That was no accident." Mech pointed down a different hallway that branched off to the left. It pointed further into the burning building.

"We have been into worse cases." she follows her indication feeling the pain now more intensely "it would be great in these moments to go back in time" she coughs again "who could have send the Grimm here?"

Mech coughs roughly, a bit of blood escaping from her lips. She had taken a massive blow to the chest earlier and was still powering through it. She signed as they reached a cellar door. She nodded toward it. "I think if someone could do that the world would have been ended a long time ago ... And that's above my pay grade. All we need to worry about is not burning alive." She said with some difficulty.

"People don't burn alive. They get intoxicated by the monoxide and die before getting burned" she chuckles before interrupting it with a cough, stopping temporarily "I should become a teacher." she continues to walk.

Mech helps pull the door up and open. A wave a fresh air rushing out at the flame start to eat the oxygen. "Well that's something to look forward to. ... And you? A teacher? If you become a teacher I'll uh ..." She searched for something ridiculous to say. "I'll become a team lead."

"Yeah right. We are both nuts." she laughs with hope of actually leaving the building "who knows... I will try out this year. Beacon. Kids might need my help and after all it's not like I can do anything else" she lowers her smile looking at her leg.

The tunnel leads to a dead end at a brick wall. Mech nods at her comment. She takes a second before replying. She pushed off of Maestri and looked her in the eye, the blood across her face and the fire in her eyes showed how little she was joking. "If you ever want to move again. ... I can make that happen. But you'll be like me. ... If you're okay with that I can fix you. ... Anytime you wish." Mech turned and leveled her stance. Flattening out her palm and twisting violently to thrust her torso forward, palm striking the wall. There was a structural flaw she had found in it and it busted apart easily letting them leave the building underneath the stilts.

Even though they were leaving unharmed Maestri still used her semblance to save them for slight debris enhancing her headache "I will think of it in the future, I promise" having a metallic structure was something Maestri feared specially due to her semblance needing a well state of mind and body, but besides that what also bothered her were the possible casualties of it, what if she died due to blood loss? Or what if someone beat her ass by controlling metal and stuff? Questions drove through her head as she hold Mech tight and kept moving forward as a great intellectual once had said.

The building didn't last long before parts begun to cave in left and right. Had there been anyone else alive inside. Which there was most definitely not. They surely would have perished. Mech moved to sit down on a nearby bench, the house was the only part of the resort that had been touched and the Grimm that attacked were very few but all the same type which seemed odd. Although all this chaos was sure to bring more.

Maestri sat beside her on the ground, her leg hurt "Kife is so wrong" still grabbing her cane, turning it into a sniper as precaution "When did we meet?" she coughs one more.

Mech sighs and leans her head against Maestri's shoulder. Closing her eyes to rest. Her broken arm sparked a few times before going quiet. Mech shuffled her cheek up and down her sleeve. Half to wipe the blood out of her eye and the other half to get more comfortable. "'wull. You know me luv. Always a fan of anyone who could keep up in shogi. ... I'd reckon first year eh?"

"Oh right... I attended my first year in Vale..." she smiles "my biggest mistake was leaving... But enough talking mistakes." she gets up and walks a bit "we probably won't to get to a hospital," she says stumbling to the ground laying on it "We are both bleeding and five seconds ago I had a thing attached to my body."

Mech takes a deep breath and calms her nerves. "It's a 7 hour hike at least. We best make a move." She said as she pushed off the ground to stand. She reached down and picked up a tiki torch to use as a walking stick. Stick to the road and they had a shot at getting picked up. or at least missing the incoming Grimm.

"Look at yourself you can barely walk. We are not going to do something as crazy as walking to a town it would take an hour or two." She sits back up thinking "You didn't brought your scroll did you?" Searching for hers and finding it broken.

Mech shakes her head, "Was biuld into the arm. And it's we walk or we die. And I'm not about to die in a place like this luv." She said with a grin. She didn't stop walking as she spoke, she feared that if she did she wouldn't be able to keep going. And they had a long way to go.

"We walk we die Mech, look at yourself" walking up to her "I can't understand how you still have blood" she puts her arm around Mech helping her "but we should head to the main roads" following Mech's plan even though she disagrees with it. She sighs as she helps Mech walking. With a small growl showing off her unhappiness towards it.

Mech let loose a slight chuckle, leaning on Maestri. "Wull if we die either way why not do it moving forward?" She takes a moment to catch her breath. "I used some glowing metal to sear most of my wounds shut .... It stings like a cunt though" She stated with a Grin. "I'm glad you're not all too banged up though." She said looking forward. She grunted as she spotted a lone Grimm wandering down the road in front of them. "All you luv" Mech said moving to stop leaning on her.

Maestri blushes slightly as Mech leans against her, and chuckles as she jokes around as she stopped leaning on her, Maestri rolled off her can turning it into a sniper. "moving forward means making new memories, forgetting the past. And sometimes the past is just too tempting, if I could..." she interrupts herself as she aims and shoots the grimm "...I would go back to my childhood days. With no worries just hugs and love." she smiles watching the creature stumble, her leg could have been hurt and her head aching but her aiming was always great "But moving forward also did what I am today. I might not be much but I don't know if I could even be something else without the sacrifices that I took and am willing to take." she has a small flash to shooting her own father, that same father that hold her as her mother was being barred. She smiles at Mech even though that memory hurts her.

Mech leans on the tiki post she had been holding, nodding as the corpse falls to the ground half a mile away. Mech griped the lamppost rather tightly as she pushed off with her good leg. She glanced down at the broken remnant of her her left arm reflecting. She turned to face Maestri, the gaze in her eye similar to the look she had given her in the basement. There was a fire in her eyes that Maestri, or anyone these days, rarely saw. It was a look of steel tempered though many taken lives and countless impossible decisions. "Never. Never forget what brought you to the present. Build off it and steal every ounce of time you can. This bitch of a planet is not your friend so you make it your work horse." Mech had lifted her arm to clench her hand but of course there was nothing there. Mech never talked about her past, and if she did it would have probably only been to Maestri and only when very intoxicated. This for good reason. After all she was still technically being hunted, by both her family as Trait and the authorities as a mob boss. The last thing she needed was someone knowing who she was and where she came from. Unless of course they knew her as 'Mech'. She moved to run a hand through her hair closing her eyes and sighing. She wasn't much for speeches or overly sentimental talks. When she opened her eyes again she seemed like her 'normal' current self. "Shall we" She asked, moving to half collapse on Maestri.

Maestri held Mech "Don't worry honey... I am buying you a drink after" she showed strength trying to sound convincing but in fact she feared slightly of how the situation was going, she sighs with stress failing to hide her fear. She puts Mech's arm around her neck observing her surroundings in hope of seeing something.

They had walked past the corpse of the shot Grimm by now, setting into a steady slow pace. But never the less distance was being covered. Mech wasn't currently bleeding and Maestri hadn't passed out yet. All of which fantastic signs. Mech was slowly regaining her strength. Her leg was still in excruciating pain though. The Grimm must have been drawn to the burning resort because they had not seen another. Mech seemed to sense the fear that was dripping off Maesrti. She knew that it would be a beacon to the Grimm, a lighthouse in the dark if you will. Now this is not to say that Mech wasn't scared, however she had many years under her belt on how to cope with it and bottle it up to move forward in the present. Mech eased into a stop, turning to face Maestri. She bent down slightly, the extra six inches she had on Maestri leaving her lips at about the perfect height. Mech kissed her softly on the forehead and hugged her with what was left of her arms. "Don't worry about a thing luv, you've got me 'ere" Mech stated after pulling back and offering a beaming smile. Albeit covered and blood and badly wounded, it was still an expression so pure it would have brightened a dark room. And hopefully it did.

Maestri ignored the corpse of the Grimm. "My head's killing me". As she is kissed by Mech all bad thoughts and fears fade temporarily and she gets speechless. But weird enough Maestri didn't stop worrying "How far are we from a Hospital?"

Mech shrugged and placed a hand down onto the road, sending out a pulse or so to speak. Her eyes sparked up with a large grin on her face. She looped her arm around her friend, I do believe we get to live another day. She pointed down a side road a few meters ahead of them, it was dark and completely overgrown.

"Okay because... hum..." she looks around before letting go of Mech temporarily and grabbing what seemed to be grabage top or something metally round stuck in a tree, perhaps it had been shoot out by the explosion, either way Maestri grabs it and places it on the floor "I know this will sound stupid but get on..." she points at the disk.

Mech raises an eyebrow and gives her an odd look. "Or we could take the car parked around the bend," She said with a smirk, moving to knock off some of the brush with the tiki torch. Down the path was a farm and in it an ancient pick up truck. But it was Mech so she was confident she could get it working. It did however take most of her drained aura just to find it.

"But how do we get it start- never mind you are probably already imagining how" Maestri starts walking to the car wondering who would drive it since she doesn't drive and Mech was incapable of driving either "do you want me to drive?" she looks at Mech with doubt "I can do it... but hum... it can be dangerous..." she shrugs even though holding a smirk in her face, from the slight excitement of surviving this.

The duo approached the barn, it looked years abandoned, but sturdy never the less. Cracking open the old doors reveled a truck most unsightly. It had to be over forty years old. It still had a manual transmission. "If I wanted to die I'd of stayed at the hotel" She replied with a grin. She crawled under the truck and started going to work.

Maestri looked at her with confusion before walking around the car wondering why would it be there.

Further back down the overgrown road sat a large but damaged house. It was an abandoned ranch that had been long forgotten. The house still seemed to be intact. Mech twitched in her sleep as she began to calm getting well past one of the worst parts of her dream.

Maestri kept walking around starting to get suspicious of her surroundings, she grabbed her cane and walked around out of the garage. Heading towards the house but stopping mid way.

The home would have been ragged and worn, the yard unkempt and the driveway hardly recognizable. On the porch however sat a very well maintained rocking chair. From the barn Maestri would have been a few bangs and some muffled cursing as Mech fought with the damaged vehicle.

Maestri stopped. It could have been from the head injury or what was the rocking chair moving? Perhaps was the sun, perhaps it wasn't anything. She looks one side to another, for some reason she was doubtful of what was around her. The house reminded her of hers. Of course perhaps less destroyed and missing certain senses that made it a home.

The chair sat still but the neatness still shocking. The house seemed to call out, inviting people in. Whether or not they chose to do so was another matter. It had only been a few minuets and Mech had already fixed the broken axle. Sliding out from under the frame she moved to pop the hood. Opening it up and checking the engine. It was shocking. It was in pristine condition despite the rough exterior.

Maestri stopped looking at the house and started to had back into the garage. The house was starting to drive her insane, or perhaps was only the taken injury. She started to hear something. It felt more like a calling at first, that soon became yells,forcing Maestri down to her feet "oh f\*\*k! oh f\*\*k! oh f\*\*k!" she holds her head as it starts to feel an intense pain "Mech!" she attempts to yell but nothing comes out. She lowers her head in pain "Fuu-!"

Mech has been on her way out to find Maestri as she collapsed. Mech cursed under her breath and started limping toward her. There was no way she was going to catch her but she would at least be able to get her out of here. She hoped the concussion wasn't getting too severe. There were only forth five minuets away from help if the truck would start.

Mech jolted in her sleep, shrieking sharply, most likely waking up the neighbors. Her hands curled into balls, her nails cutting into her palms. Her sheets quickly began to absorb the familiar red fluid that Mech was used to dealing with. Her fame curled into itself, the image of a frightened animal blatantly apparent. This part of the memory Mech had shared with no one. Not even Maestri. To put it simply. There were even things that Mech didn't want to think about. Although, deep down, she knew she would. And this dream must have meant soon.

As Mech reached Maestri she stared over at the house. The hair on the back of her neck jumped violently. A wave of goosebumps erupted along her arms, running down across her frame and settling into her spine. An icy shiver taking root. The chair on the porch began to sway.

Forward.

Back.

A long and eerie creak.

Forward.

Back.

A rough scrape of metal slashing metal

The chair held steady slow rhythm. An inhumane rhythm. And above all it held a terrifying outline. The house almost seemed to twitch in the darkness. Mech fought every molecule of her body that was screaming to flee like an animal. She didn't know why, but this place was not safe. Far from it.

She grabbed Maestri by the collar and drug her into the barn, slipping her into the passenger seat of the truck, clicking the thin seat belt across her chest. With quite a lot of difficulty only being able to support half her weight and use one arm. She searched frantically for the key. Digging in between the seat cushions, tearing apart the glove box, and searching under the floor boards. After a few seconds she exhaled deeply and reached up to the roof of the cabin, lowering the sun visor. The key fell softly into her lap. Mech sucked her teeth briefly as she plunged the key into the ignition and turned it on. The truck roared to life. The mint condition engine bay working like new. Mech forced the vehicle into first gear, reopening some of the wounds on her left leg as she pressed in on the clutch. She gritted her teeth and powered through it. Flooring the gas and ramming the vehicle though the back wall of the wooden barn. They busted out and onto the barley visible drive way. Mech cursed loudly over the roar of the engine. She had been right. This place was horrible. Their fear had alerted every Grimm nearby where they were. One just so happened to be ahead of the pack. Mech narrowed her eyes, shifting up a gear, and plowed though it. Jolting the truck roughly as it tossed it to the side. "ARE YOU AWAKE?" Mech yelled to Maestri, not being able to check herself as she tried to drive down this hidden path.

Maestri still hold onto her head as if she had been frozen in the capture, making followed movements. She barely noticed Mech's presence and she pulled her to the car, she had enter her own reality. Perhaps because of the concussion, perhaps because of something else. After being taken to the vehicle, she remained doing the repetitive movements. Forward and backwards she moved her head, stuck in a thought that didn't belong to her, reacting as if she was not there.

But with Mech's yell Maestri returns back to reality. "I am here. I am here." a bit lost on the situation and having small breaks between the present and the past "I am sorry. I just- the house- What happened?" confused noticing the unsafe path they were taking "where? What?". With other words saying nonsense.

As Maestri would have opened up to say "what" a large figure slipped into frame. It stood still frozen, however instead of a deer in the headlights it was a Baowulf. Mech turned to hit it squarely. It crumpled and bounced over the large beast made of steel. Old cars might have been heavy but they sure were sturdy. In the rear view Maestri would have been able to see the rest of its pack rushing after them. The road ahead came to a T. Mech grinned slightly. Slowing down was not an option. Maestri would have seen a rather terrifying look on Mech's face had she glanced over. The concentration and the detail Mech was putting into the timing would have made the scene look like something out of a film. Maestri would have felt the truck lurch and squat, digging into the dirt and speeding up as the truck dropped a gear to accelerate. With one hand Mech couldn't turn and shift at the same time so this was the only option. The truck was flying toward the thick treeline that could be seen at the end of this dirt road and the beginning of the real cross road. Mech gave the car a slight flick right. Maestri would have felt her weight start to fall left, the Truck almost a part of her. As the truck hit the apex of its breaking point Mech ripped the wheel left. The weight of the car shifted life flowing water, the wheels snapping free from their hold on the ground. The truck spun to point at the new road, however they were still at least forty meters from where the turn would have to be made. The truck however kept turning, forty five more degrees, almost in reverse. The headlights swung back over the chasing crowd, the murderous intent pouring out of their figures. Mech was still flooring the gas, the engine bouncing off of the limiter. The truck slid backward, drifting backward as the tires dug into the dirt spinning freely. As the truck hit the pavement at the end of the road the tires slipped but gripped far better than the dirt. The result launching the truck in the direction it faced now. An inertia reverse entry drift in a rust bucket like this was only possible with Mech's knife edge control and the insanely strong engine in this beast of a rust bucket. The claws of a Grimm slashed at the body of the truck as Mech floored it down the road and away from the danger. Mech quickly shifted into a higher gear without using the clutch, rather matching the revs with the gas and slipping the car into gear smoothly. To put it simply she couldn't move her left leg. Mech's breathing was fast and stressed for several seconds as they cleared the scene but eventually calmed down. "Not .... Dead" She said with a slight chuckle. Still terrified from the house.

Maestri looks at Mech's face the fear was so big that she looked calm "Can you give me an insight now?" she was still in shock but worried with Mech's health. She pulls her weapon out, positioning it next to the window.

Mech tilts her head to glance at Maestri. "Into what?" She asked, letting off the gas a little. They seemed to be in the clear ahead. Now all that was left was the trip home. She glanced down at the dash and frowned. They were leaking fuel. One of the ones that she hit must have clipped the line underneath. But that was alright, they had come far enough and they would still get at least another ten minuets of distance. Mech floored it to get as much distance as possible before it all leaked out.

"The house" she grabs at the upper handle as they speed up "What happened back there?" she notices the car losing fuel but ignores it because she could deal with it later.

Mech swallowed softly, her knuckles gripping the wheel tightly. She didn't turn to look from the road. "Slipped ... You slipped and fell. The Grimm must have been able to sense us from afar. ... Yeah that must be it." She said talking to herself as well as Maestri.

"You are lying..." she looks forwards "That's what you have always done... <<Mech>>, even in your name." she chuckles "But who am I to talk. We hadn't seen each other in years and one day I call you and we go back to childhood..." she rests her head in the window "We keep on lying to ne another. In hope that the past won't get to us... but it will eventually. I just want to be there to help you out when it does."

Her knuckles curl around the wheel tighter than before, the skin whitening on the top. "I was a very different person before you met me. ... before school." Mech glanced sideways toward Maestri. Her eyes seemed to spark, they were sharp like a razor. Similar to the look Maesrti had seen before during the years of school and just now in the basement earlier this night. However, this look was far far colder, far more like a predator. Mech looked like a hawk staring down at a bloody battlefield. This is what Mech had been like before she chose to leave the underworld. A gaze that would have rivaled Raven's. This is the kind of person the criminal lifestyle grows. The talk of the past caused her to reflect upon her old memories. Many of them less than pleasant. Mech closed her eyes and sighed, drifting into the oncoming lane slightly before correcting. She had lost the edge she had been holding, her hand relaxed from its vice grip on the wheel. "'An Oi. I never said Mech was my real name. So you can't blame me for 'at innit?" She said with a slight chuckle. The chuckle transforming into a beast like laugh as the truck stuttered and ran out of gas. Mech seemed like she was about to destroy ever fiber of the vehicle.

Maestri takes a deep breath looking at her eyes. That day was really not their day. But the laugh brought the good vibe back. Maestri smiles, it was what she did best. It seemed to calm the situation that is before the car stopped. A curse went through Maestri's mind "damn it!" However she becomes faster angry than Mech, as if stealing her line. "THIS DAMN TRUCK! IS S\*\*T! I AM GOING TO BLOW IT UP!" The trunk jumps forwards, literally, it goes up in the air and forwards like a rabbit's jump, due Maestri's irritation and semblance impulse. Maestri blinks repeatedly not expecting it to do that

Mech felt a little bad for scaring Maestri but that thought was quickly overpowered as she let out a startled yelp. Someone who leaned heavily on science was not a fan of how whimsical semblances could be. The sudden flight of the truck among them. She glared wide eyed at Maesrti. "Was that you?!?" She asked. The stare slowly curled into a grin, her eyes narrowing down into a rather startling expression of determination. "And can you do it again?"

"Yes but hum... well... I can" she nods "I just... do I have enough aura for it?" she asks Mech not knowing if she would have an answer for it. Either way she attempts to higher the truck back up "Hold yourself... I don't know how long I can..." the truck raises up in the sky and Maestri closes her eyes "I recommend you give me the instructions, I get distracted easily" the truck starts hovering forward, slowly at first but it gains speed.

She grunts and grips on to the wheel. "Don't worry about height, just ram it forward." Mech wanted to use the upward momentum and press it forward rather than up. Like jumping straight up. The truck would be able to absorb the stress and slingshot forward. They ran out of gas on an uphill but if they got over the crest they would be able to coast for an easy two miles if not more.

"Height makes it easier to move, I can't make wheels move." but she does what Mech tells her to attempting to raise the upward momentum and there fore crossing uphill. "Not very easy."

"You don't need to" Mech replied as they were thrown forward again. The large wishbone suspension took the blow evenly and spread it around the frame, the wheels spinning naturally, it was almost as if they were driving. Gradually the trusts stopped seeming like bounces and more like pushes. After a few goes of this the truck teetered over the edge and begun rolling.

"Wow, this couldn't be more boring," Maestri sighed all the way up but as they started rolling down "Here comes the fun part... but- never mind" she closes her eyes leaning back on the window, "I am too tired to think straight."

The trip down the hill was uneventful, the car got going quite quick but the incline was shallow and it held at a steady sprinting pace. Perhaps a tad faster. Whatever the case it beat walking. Up ahead a pair of headlights came over the horizon,flashing lights atop. "Well Mae I guess we get to live another day" Mech stated with a sigh.

Maestri had fallen asleep perhaps was the effect of the fall had on the concussion, or perhaps it had been the usage of the semblance while having lack of aura, or perhaps, she was just tired of how the day was going. The day was still young, bad things could still happen... like how is the truck going to stop?

Mech coasted toward them, flashing her lights for them to stop. She eased onto the breaks, stopping in the middle of the road. Normal cops couldn't go back there. They needed a hunter at the least. She slowly slid out of the car and raised an hand for help. The fire engines coming to stop in front of the pair.

Maestri remained asleep. What would the police do? Would they enjoy finding to soaking in blood girls in a stolen truck? Driving it with no licence to add up, it is to assume.

Mech wobbled slightly as a fireman helped her ease onto the the front of the truck. She flagged down a cop as he tried to wiggle past. He tried protesting but quickly jumped back when she offered him the same look she game to Maestri not too long ago. She reached into her back pocket and pulled out two ID's, both in the same holder. One her hunters license. The other a military grade detectives license. Both by the name of Alexandria Evermore. One of the ID's fake, the other issued by the school. However, for simple law enforcement it was easily believable. Specifically in her current state. "That road hold nothing but death ... Call a team here quickly. ... There were no other survivors." The sheriff nodded and moved to pull Maestri out of the car, with the help of a fireman she was brought into an ambulance at the back of the convoy. It was then when a deputy noticed the vehicle that they had been driving. He noticeably stiffened up in fear, whispering to his superior. He had a similar reaction before staring at Mech. "Sir. Where did you get that vehicle?" He asked respectfully as she far outranked him. Mech squinted her eyes and stared the pair down, taking several drawn out seconds to reply. She glanced over to the ambulance that held Maestri and frowned. "I think you know the answer to that question." She teetered slightly loosing strength. "But I'll save that for another time. For now turn this convoy around and call someone that can actually do something about the problem." Mech climbed into the back of the ambulance with Maestri as the vehicles turned to leave. Passing out herself while sitting in the passenger seat. She awoke a day later in the hospital next to Maestri.

Maestri ate pudding sitting in a hospital bed with her head bandaged up, plus in the other injuries. "how are you?" continuing to dig into the pudding "the food is garbage." she smiles at Mech before a fading into nothingness as Mech's phone shakes in the present time. It was Maestri calling.

Mech had relaxed slightly, her fingers retracting from her palms. That being said all that did was open the wounds and let them breath and leak. She recalled about to say a smart ass remark in response when her eyes shot open at the shrill ring of her phone. She felt cold. Cold and damp. It was a rather icky feeling. She was wide awake as soon as her eyes opened. Mech rolled on her back and moved her hands up to run them across her face in the dark. She instantly felt the liquid sensation of blood on her cheeks. She sighed and let her arms fall down to the bed. Letting the phone ring several times. She inhaled sharply and swung her legs off the bed, snagging her cell on the way to the bathroom. She flicked on the light and was greeted with a bloodstained expression in the mirror. She looked at her phone and chuckled softly seeing Maestri's name. She answered the call and put it on speaker as she went to wash her hands and face at the sink. "You've the timing of the devil ya know luv?"

"Sorry, not sorry. It was about time you'd wake up..." she stops to check the time "I had a weird dream and has been bothering me all day". Over the other side, Maestri stood in a classroom with a flying student, before she moves her hand down and student falls on the ground, she friendly threatens him with a look and he thanks her running away. Back to the call "Do you remember... when we stayed at that s\*\*\*ty hotel? When I got concussed and you... Well..." avoiding mentioning details that happened that day "Either way, getting back to the topic. I need to talk to you and this time you aren't going to avoid it. I'll give you an hour to get ready. I am picking you up. I'll bring food but we'll eat on the way"

Mech squints at her clock across the room. She could have sworn she set an alarm for 7 am. She sighed and shook her head. "Dreams eh?" After she finished washing her face and hands she wrapped them with bandages. "Where are you trying to drag me?" She asks moving to go get dressed.

A silence comes from the scroll "the house..." a longer silence appears "we have to talk about it. You have been omitting it ever since we left but recently it has returned to my dreams, I am not going crazy!"

Mech squints, that look she once held returning to her eye. She stared at her self in the mirror, the gaze reflecting in itself. The result would have given any man a heart attack. Mech steadied herself. She had been planning to go back over it. However, something this dangerous was not to be taken lightly. Mech took up this personality most often these days during extreme conditions during hunts and missions. This definitely classified as such.

"15 minutes" Maestri ends the call. She arrives exactly 15 minutes at Mech's place. Holding in the next seat a bag of burgers, two cokes and two waters. Maestri was wearing her regular outfit, black ripped jeans, a long sleeved, due to the fact of being cold outside, shirt with a white t-shirt over it, plus her usual black old like boots. She tapped at the wheel repeatedly both because she was awaiting but because she was nervous sitting with her sunglasses on because even though it was cold it was also sunny outside.

Mech took several minuets past the allotted fifteen before stepping outside. Her in quite the contrast to Maestri. From top to bottom she was clad in her Raid gear. Tough sewn fabric that could take a beating, pants with knee pads sewn in. A thin but sturdy chest place that fit tightly under her shirt. Over her shoulder poked the barrel of a thick rifle. It was strapped across her back. It was a standard military rifle that she had done some tweaking to. On her thigh rested her normal hand cannon. The look in her eye under the bring of her hat piercing down at Maestri from the top of the steps. She tossed a large duffel in the back seat of the car before slipping into the shot gun position. Mech sighed and closed her eyes. It was hard to stay focused or mad in the presence of food. She grunted a curt hello as she reached for some food. Not bothering to open her eyes yet.

"Tell me about the house, about the car, everything. Enough hiding. It's been 7 years I can't wait no longer." she starts driving.

Mech winces slightly as her bandaged right hand griped around the oh shit handle in the car. Moving it back to her lap. The other unwrapped the cheap burger and guided it to her mouth to take a bite. She sighed lowly as she ate, it had been over 14 hours since her last meal apparently. She chewed and swallowed before talking. "... Can't tell you what I don't know. ... But bad. It's real bad Mae." Her tone was soft but carried an edge of complete seriousness. There was without a doubt certainty in her words.

"Then we are going there..." Maestri drives as if certain where it was "I heard your conversation with the police man. The car itself... We only became safe when we left it."

Mech curled her hand around her seat belt. "We were never safe" She replied curtly, staring ahead at the road. "... did you bring your gear?" Mech asked of Meastri.

"Of course I did. I always do." She taps the wheel repeatedly "Why weren't we safe? What gave us the insecurity? fear? Fear couldn't be everything behind it," Maestri had her serious look, not scary as Mech's sadly. "How did you sleep?"

Mech raises an eyebrow glancing sideways at Maestri. "Wull at's a funny question. Something tells me you've got a similar story on sleeping. So why ya botheren askin?" Mech sniffed in a rather displeased tone.

"Don't be angry at me. It's not me who keeps secrets," she looks at Mech "I also did a background search on you but I don't know your real name so it wasn't actually good."

Mech's lips curl into somewhat of a smile. "Did ya ever 'hink I've a reason for 'at?" her gin slips into a full smile. "So which persona did it give ya this time? ... it was Alexandria Evermore wasn't it. I'm actually pretty proud of that one ya know." Mech stretched her neck and reached down to her left arm, tapping on the surface to open the built in scroll, pulling up a map.

"It was also the one you used that day. It's sweet and very intelligent" she continues to turn and stuff starting to leave the city and enter the forest.

The drive would have taken the better part of the day. The old resort site nearly six hours away from the city and an hour past the nearest town to it. Mech rested in the car, sleeping though most of it. When she wasn't glaring at something like a hawk, her resting face seemed almost regal.

Maestri drove only. She was confident of the trip but disliked the silence. The first three hours went by like a blink of an eye. As the drove, Maestri saw what it seemed to be a person. Nothing but an illusion. "we must be close..." trying to lighten up the mood.

Mech sighed. "Wull if you were gong faster than 60 I'd hope so" she stated with a smirk. Mech stretched and yawned getting ready. They were still over half an hour out but deffinitly close.

"I am just driving safe!" she speeds up to 80 "how has your week been?" she says realising that. They would be arriving a bit late.

The sun begun its dip below the horizon as they pulled up toward the dirt driveway. It looked the same as it had then. Overgrown but still passable. It looked too similar. Mech nodded at the turn. "Stop here." She told her.

She stops "alright." she turns off the car. Maestri started to regret her decision in going there in the first place. The road wasn't in a good state anymore nor were the woods showing much of a look.

Mech was set, in both mind and body, for a fight. She hopped out of the car and moved to the back door. Opening it up and pulling out a large cloak from her duffel. She tossed it over her shoulders and checked the ammo in her weapons. She ran a short checklist over her kit to make sure she had everything accounted for. She was kitted for a raid. "Mech green" she stated as she shouldered the rifle she had brought, waiting to hear the call and response echoed.

Maestri stared at her. She considered that hunters were a bit too excessive since she just carried a small back pack and her weapon on her side. "Roger that." She mocks Mech's armoury. Before continuing to walk forward.

Mech groaned slightly to herself. It was for reasons like this she wasn't fond of working with Teachers. They were often too lax. That and the last time there was a teacher on a mission with her, that trait got him killed when the plan fell apart. Regardless of the reason for a loss, as the tactician, Mech always felt responsible. She shook her head and continued down the path. It was calm and nice out, a little chilly as the dark was setting in but nothing dramatic.

Maestri remained curious of her surroundings, picking up a leaf from a near bush and analysing it before sighing getting slightly inpatient as well as doubtful of her surroundings. Was she really there? Or was that as well a dream?

Mech wondered when the last time Maestri had seen her fight, well in better terms, work. She rolled her eyes to herself deciding it didn't really matter. She was not but ten feet in front of her when Mech stopped and dropped lower to the ground. Placing a palm on the road's surface. Maestri would have felt a slight force in her soles as Mech shot out her semblance, taking in the area. Mech's hand flinched as she received the reading, her cursing to herself slightly.

Maestri lowers herself a little not really expecting Mech to lower herself. Before a slight force in her soles "Oh... Okay" she sighs thankfully realising it was Mech's semblance acting up. "What's wrong?"

"Well ... Nothing has changed." She glared down at where the house and barn was. "Nothing at all" She repeated in a low tone. She tilted her head as she sent out another pulse. This much stronger and faster, it would have resonated though Maestri's body this time instead of just her shoes, scanning her. After a few moments she clicked her tongue in her mouth. "We aren't alone" She said moving to shoulder her weapon. "Also ... have you lost weight?" She asked offhandedly.

"No..." she lies, "Yes. But it's from the lack of sleep and hunger... And stress" but she nods continuing to walk "We were never alone... I recall the rocking chair" she continues moving forward before stopping in the middle. She looks to all sides.

Mech nods and pulls up next to her. As the house came into sight the wind shifts dramatically rushing in toward the house before blowing back out. The familiar creak of the wooden rocker beginning to move. Mech frowned, hoping it was nothing, knowing it was. "There's only one inside." As she said this the main door blew open, slamming into the outside wall. Almost inviting.

"Seems like we are welcomed in" Maestri sighs remaining her coolness attempting not to fear anything "Seems homie" she smiles before continuing to head in. "Can you tell who the other person/thing is?"

Mech shrugs as they approach the steps to the door. "I can make a map for you but I'm not god." She shouldered her weapon and took the lead as they moved up the steps. She walked in smoothly, leading with her gun. The scene set was scary. The house was in shambles on the outside, but inside was pristine. The living room opened at the door and flowed into the house. The room lit up with lavish furniture, expensive light fixtures, and many televisions. Each playing a different movie. Further into the room sat a large couch. On it sat an odd pale woman, she seemed to be staring off into space whispering to herself.

Maestri fixed in the scenery before realizing who was in the living room. The movies got most of her attention. The way they were positioned reminded of what she used to do to test her attention. Before looking at the pale lady. The looks didn't scare her exactly but perhaps her thinness and position perhaps caused a slight doubt about the situation. But as she departs with the body she stops Mech from moving attempting to understand the whispers.

The house seemed to have a cold current running through the air, chilled like ice. The petite figure seemed both old yet young stuck on the couch like that. She seemed like she hadn't noticed the two come in. The words she was saying could be heard now. She was counting backwards in increments of seven. She must have started from some number in the tens of thousands. Mech kept her gun trained on her.

Maestri looks at Mech before walking behind the couch and staring at the videos, perhaps there was a clue there. "Miss?" she attempts to call the woman's attention while remaining cautious of her surroundings. She didn't remove her eyes from the movies.

She was tilting her head left and right as she laid on the couch, the same tempo as the chair out front. It'd be more accurate to say that it was her that was rocking the chair. Mech stood fast, her gun trained on the woman's forehead. Mech had a bad feeling about this. The girl didn't respond to Maestri. She almost seemed like a white kitten laying on her back.

Maestri moved her arm forwards as if attempting to stop Mech from doing anything stupid, she shook her head not removing her eyes from the multiple screens.

As Maestri moved her arm over the girl it crossed her line of sight. The white washed girl bolted up and shrieked loudly in a high pitch manner. The icy breeze the two had felt walking in picked up dramatically, whipping around the room quickly. The girl begun to float, the tips of her toes rising off the couch. Around her glowed white as snow begun to form. Suddenly there was boom. To Maestri and Mech the sound would have seemed like something broke the sound barrier right next to their ears. As this happened the two were lifted by the wind and thrown into the house wall. Mech pinned against the large old style fridge, and Maestri pinned up against the dish washer next to her. The blasting noise was over as soon as it begun, Mech and Maestri falling to the ground. The white haired girls eyes rolled back in her head and she crumpled onto the couch. Other than that the inside of the house seemed to be okay. The outside however, was a very very different story.

Maestri got confused whether she should struggle against the high pitch or the icy breeze that hit her. But it all thoughts faded as the girl begun to float. Immediately Maestri tried to give words to her saw. Was it a semblance that controlled sound waves enough to fly? That woke a curiosity in her, her once angry and annoyed look became excited and surprised. That was before the boom. It hurt like a b\*\*\*h, she thought of. But in return the wall was quite comfy since her ears were banging. Yet all those things happening made Maestri think of idiotic things like how her dishwasher needed a replace. Many thoughts occurred, foolishly since everything went back to normal in minutes.

Mech life's her hand to her ears, massaging them as she rolled over and stood up from her spot in the floor. "Wot in the bloody ..." she cut herself off as she looked out the window. Rather speechless. The view was inconceivable. Around the house in every direction were massive protrusions made of nothing but ice. Between the pillars the distance could be seen. As far as the eye could see was nothing but ice. The trees were still present but coated. From the edge of the house and on was a blast zone. The house in the eye of ground zero. Mech opened the door and stepped outside. Moving to touch a small sapling outside. It snapped in half like kindle. Every molecule of liquid, no matter the substance, had frozen solid. Mech shook her head back and forth and came back inside to look at the girl in the couch. "Wull Mae, you're not crazy. ... but you're not going to like this anyway."

Maestri bapped trying to fix her ears "Bap- what am I not going to like" she walks back to her before noticing the state of the outside area "What is this? Resident Evil." She ignores it and walks back to the livingroom "Let's try that again?" she blinks repeatedly before rubbing her hands.

The moonlight bounced off the ice, lighting up the air all around them. The temperature had plummeted. Moments later a shower of hail bombarded the roof. All the rain that had been beginning to form had flash frozen and fallen. Mech shook her head as she saw a small rodent out the window who's veins had frozen in place. The pale girl on the couch had seemed to use the entirety of hr aura in that moment, but it was quickly returning. Mech sat in one of the large chairs. "What do you know of legends?" She asked softly.

"I know a few. But which one are you referring to?" Maestri kept walking not knowing what to look at but avoiding what was obvious the hail that bombarded the roof. or the rain that formed flash frozen, the rodent unusual since she was quite the fun of rodents. Ice had never really matched with her. She wasn't a fan of freezing alive.

Mech stares intently at the frail girl on the couch next to her. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a large sterile syringe as well as a few small vials of liquids. "Well some may be more true then you think. ... I'm glad you decided to come. We've been looking for her for a long long time." She finished not really explaining much. She filled the needle with a clear substance.

"Wait what are you going to do?" suspicious of the liquid on the syringe as well as its possible victim after all for someone who can fly, freeze everything and break the sound barrier who will stop that needle to go the opposite way that it was supposed.

Mech glances up at Maestri as she finishes preparing the needle. "Would you rather have that" She said gesturing to the window. "Going off in a city?" Mech pressed the needle into the girls neck, injecting the serum. She moved the girl to lay more calmly on the couch. The girl seemed to relax, whether that was the couch or the drugs was anyone's guess.

"You could give more information before doing foolish things," Maestri was genuinely unhappy with the situation but sighed deeply before moving to the rest of the house in a mad mood enough to burn the house down with them inside. She hated being left out of things and it happened everywhere she'd go.

Mech frowned and pulled out several zip ties out of her bag, cuffing the girl with her hands in front of her body. This was a matter above Maestris pay grade, and far above Mechs. Mech realized that fact quickly. The faster they off loaded her to somone qualified she was stepping out of it.

Maestri kept walking through the house watching the furniture. What once looked so familiar from the outside was completely unknown to her from the inside. She decided to go upstairs. She enjoyed missions like this she just hated having to give the glories to people that did nothing for it. Perhaps that's the reason she never joined the crazy groups Mech was part of. Being a teacher was not her dream job but it didn't require much hours and therefore she could remain living her life and occasionally earn some money.

The attic had been opened already, the door leading into darkness. Inside the dimly lit room sat a large cage. The bars starting to rust and the floor heavily scratched. It looked like from nails. It was a rather dark sight. It seemed that someone had been holding the girl here. For many many years. Whether or not they still lived was unclear.

Maestri stopped as she noticed the cage. She took some steps away from it. Her breathing raised as it seemed like something had been captive and it was possibly dangerous. Maestri called Mech since whatever it was could be still there.

Mech glanced up to where Mae had gone, frowning quickly once she saw what was in store. The appearance of the girl below seemed to make more sense now. She lost the edge she had been expressing, looking rather sad. "Well. ... we better get going. No point wasting time here" She said moving to walk back down the stairs slowly.

"Someone's still in the house," Maestri whispers shaking her head "We can't leave." She holds Mech's arm. "It can be anywhere. And it might be dangerous if we let it go free. It might attack the City." She nods fiercely.

Mech's right hand clenches around the bandages that were covering her wounds. "There's no one else here. ... That cage. ... It wasn't for an animal." Mech moved down the stairs and cursed to herself. Sitting in a chair opposite the couch. "So this is where you've been all along." She takes a pause and looks back down where the stairs form. "Mae, do you believe in magic?" She asked. Her elbows propped up onto her knees and her chin resting in her hands.

Maestri walks behind her "my mother was an enchantress. Of course I do. She looks at the stairs. But that's not magic my dear friend" she taps at her shoulder as if claiming her victory. "shall we?"

Mech sighs. "Well I for one do not. ... however here we are. What has OZ told you of the legends?" She asked as she moved to pick up the girl. Despite having to be over sixty she seemed frail and young. She made her way with the cargo to the front door.

"He told me some legends but the most important was when he said <<Maestri, all legends are true. There are princess and witches among us as well as fighters. For your case you only have to remove the weights and you'll fly higher than the sun itself.>>" she follows Mech remembering that day. How sad she was and how Oz kept trying to make her happy about her deeds.

The duo wouldn't know it now but the span of ice the girl had created spread an even 20 miles. It would be covered up by the military many months later. Mech shrugged and began walking down the frozen road. The trees and plants underfoot crumbling to pieces as they walked though them. "Wull if you're in the loop. What you're looking 'at is the lost winter maiden. From what I's told ... wull overheard. She's been missing for over thirty years. Got taken young too."

"Oh gods, she does not look like what I was expecting" she always expected something cold but not skeleton like "I wonder what happened for her to trap herself in her own house. It's just so... cold" she looks around the path they walked "What were your thoughts of being a maiden? Well I always had a small admiration for it. My father wanted me to become one, it didn't matter which one and he was ready to make it like a hunt. I, on the other hand, hated the thought of it. I was once quite the attraction, I don't wish to be one again. The weight of humanity on my hands would only make the clock tick faster"

Mech shrugged the girl further up on her shoulders as she was beginning to slide off. "I really really doubt that was her house ... wull it wasn't her house. ... Did you ever have a pet?" Mech asked. "I had a dog as a child. Was a rough looking mutt and I loved her to death. We never had a fence but we had an electric collar on her for a year or two when she was just a pup." She paused a second and frowned as they rounded the corner to see their vehicle. The hunk of metal suffering from the same fate. "Well short story, after we took the collar off she never tried to leave despite there being no fence. I reckon that's about what happened here." Mech sets the girl down in the truck. The door cradling open as she broke past the ice.

"I had a mouse..." she walked with her backward but towards the same way as Mech "My father didn't like animals. But we did have a couple of dogs... they weren't for petting and they never had a electric collar they were meant to hurt and they respected my father or else he'd kill them" she recalls shooting each and burying them. But back to reality, she looks at the car "fu- what now?"

Mech peered down the long country highway. She didn't see any end to the perma frost. "We are going to need an exfil." She glanced down at the girl. "And soon" she continued as she moved to open the hood of the car. She frowned as she looked at the inside. All the fluids had frozen. "I hope you weren't fond of this junker" she said as she closed the hood.

"I wasn't that's for sure. Do you want to drive?" she plays with the keys, she didn't feel like driving perhaps being thrown against a washing machine had given her the beaten already.

Mech chuckles softly to herself. "No one is driving this thing anywhere" she said in response, moving to open up the trunk. She placed her duffel bag back there and took off her armor. She didn't think they'd need it anymore. The fight she was preparedfor was never there, not that she was complaining. Mech slid a finger down her forearm and her scroll projected from it. Maestri would have seen a complex encryption fly across the screen as Mech accessed a locked channel. Maestri would have heard her ask for a "Priority 1 exfill on location".

Maestri turned away from all that. She felt that what she was doing was wrong but who was her to decide. She walked a bit not expecting to find anything really until she finds something shiny on the ground, she crouches to pick it up disappearing temporarily from Mech's eyesight. "what is this?" she whispers finding that it was a specie of bracelet that due to the cold almost burns her hand, making her drop it again. She attempts to look at it further grabbing it again with a pencil, it was in a bad state certainly.

Mech walked around the side of the vehicle, moving to crouch next to the item. "Haven't a clue." She stated inspecting the object closely. "Where'd ya find it?" Mech asked as she placed a small cloth over it and pressed her flesh thumb to the surface, attempting to get a reading on it.

"Next to truck. It wasn't here before I would have noticed it but from it looks it seems like it has been here for quite a while. Maybe it belonged to someone who used to visit the Maiden." the bracelet was simple and only had the word Winter written in it.

Mech frowned slightly as the full image of the bracelet loaded into her mind. It only served to confirm her theory. "Wull it's not exactly jewelry. ... It's part of a handcuff. Real nasty kind too. I think it was made to electrocute a prisoner with yellow dust if they activated a semblance or aura." She tossed it off the road and into the trees. Several trees shattering as it flew along its path.

Maestri opens her eyes widely noticing the destruction "Wow careless much?" she chuckles. "did it ran out? It didn't stop the prisoner from using the semblance."

Mech shakes her head. "I think it was buried to the side of the road. The frost must have forced it out from the underbrush. I think it probably was broken years ago." As she finished her sentence a low hum could be heard in the distance. Mech raised an eyebrow almost impresses always shocking to her haw fast a priority one request was picked up. The chopper that she saw over the treeline appeared to be a medical chopper. Mech came to the conclusion that it must have been the only chopper nearby when she made the call.

Maestri looks at the chopper "Wow really? A medical one?" She then turns away from the chopper as if in fear that if she looked at it something bad would happen. Who knows perhaps it would fall. That thought of it falling makes her peek at it again now with her fingers crossed as if hoping that her thoughts were only thoughts.

Mech glances to the side raising an eyebrow at Maestri. "You look like you've seen a ghost luv" She said as she pulled a road flare out of her duffel bag. Lighting it on the bottom of her boot she then threw it onto the clearing in the center of the road. There should have been plenty of space for the vehicle to land. It descended quickly despite the odd air flow patterns hitting off the ice. Mech nodded in appreciation of the pilot. She assumed they must have been prior military service. That bode well for keep raps on the situation. The bird touched down smoothly. Mech used a military hand signal to notify the pilot to keep the engines on. The fact that they understood her confirmed her theory. She waved Maestri over to the side door of the chopper that slid open swiftly. An EMT waiting on standby inside. She also hoped he was mil, if not this would get more difficult. Luckily for her the EMT was neither. This craft was equipped for long range rescue missions like this one and had a EMT certified hunter on board. Mech moved back to the car and slung the duffel over her shoulder. In her arms she carried the maiden. Mech waited for Maestri to get in before handing the maiden up to the EMT.

"I have from a point of view" she signals the woman. Even though she crosses her arms awaiting for the chopper to land slightly bored, wanting more fun. Maestri was not found of the military but it was either that or walk home which stayed some hours away <<bummer>> she thinks not being a fan of choppers neither. She followed Mech not enjoying at all. She got inside "Good evening my good sirs." awaiting then for Mech to get in, if she didn't and she'd get lock inside she'd panic only a little but enough to break the chopper in half and crash, then no one would have the maiden. This thought makes her chuckle not that it matter much because it didn't seem like the situation was close to happen.

Mech rolls her eyes and passes up the maiden. She jumped up and caught the hand of the EMT to pull herself in quickly. She gave him a curt nod and a grunt of hello before moving to the cockpit. The EMT was dressed in a paramedic uniform but after closer inspection Maestri would have been able to see that the actual make of the garment did hold EMT items, but was cut very differently. It held the standard tools for saving a life as well as the standard tool for taking them. Behind his back sat a short tanto blade. It clearly a huntsmen weapon. Mech held a short conversation with the pilot as they began to lift off.

Maestri opens her eyes widely before turning to the paramedic, without him noticing Maestri cuts her own hand with the knife inside her boots, she then turns to the paramedic "Excuse me, I made a small cut" she shows him her hand "you can't for instants cure it can you?" she turns to him making it so that he would notice her grab her cane. She smiles at him also hoping it would distract him from any unusual movement.

The black haired huntsman glanced down at Maestri. "Careful, this birds not very people friendly ... If your leg is bothering you feel free to sit in the seat behind the cabin." He reached into his uniform pocket and pulled out a pair of thin rubber gloves, slipping them over his hands. He reached into a small storage container on the ship and pulled out a small medical kit. He took out some standard bandaging supplies and started wrapping her wound. When he was done it looked very similar to the way Mech's hands were bandaged.

"Thank you. I will." she gets up and walks to the cabin wearing her weapon as a cane. "certainly Mech's fellas" she whispers checking her hand thinking that if she had cut deeper she would be dead since he didn't seem as good of a paramedic as an actual. But it could be worse. She gets to the cabin "hello".

Mech waved softly in response. She immediately noticing her hand. "Wot in gods name happened to you?" She asked in an almost mom like tone. The pilot grinned and was quickly smacked upside the helmet for it by Mech. The flight would be quite a while, heading across international waters and all.

"I made a small cut." sounding like a child and therefore shaking her own head, she smiles before noticing they were crossing international waters "Wher- where are we going?"

Mech smirked slightly as Maestri became rather flustered. Moving her hand to rest in her lap she looked out over the ocean. "Wull ... Something this ... big ... needs to be put under raps. So we're going to see someone more ... qualified on the matter." Mech stated, taking pauses to find the proper words.

"Gods! You brought us to Atlas!" she holds Mech rapidly by her collar sharing a look a anger it was as if darkness had taken over her, before turning away and letting go and walk back to where she was walking angrily to her pervious spot. When she does, she scratches her injured leg perhaps because it hurt or because anger was making it harder to bare, the memories were still vivid in her memory.