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Andrea instinctively catches Lawliet and then lays his unconscious body carefully on the ground. She quickly checks the breathing and the pulse and was relieved to find that both were normal. "He has just fainted," she tells the others. "I estimate he will come to in a little while. We just need...

"Should we stalk him?" Andrea asks.

((So since Val uses his powers as much as he does, he probably looks like about 35 or so even though he's only 22.)) The group makes in to the train station. Where to now?

Andrea finishes her breakfast and stands up with her packing, ready to go. ((I agree with you here about RPs not being real. Of course that’s the case with this RP as well, so it’s bound to be fantasy. However, even fantasy fiction has certain rules to follow in order for it to be enjoyable...

Andrea breathes out and falls back asleep too.

Andrea wakes up as easily as she had fallen asleep when Lawliet screams. She feels immense worry inside, but her face is as straight as always. "What is wrong?" she asks quickly.

"Good night then," Andrea says as well and goes to sleep. She falls asleep easily.

"One of ours?" Andrea asks with a slightly suspicious squint. "Does anyone here recall this place?"

With her ever straight face Andrea asks: "Do we know where that castle is located?"

((Yeah it is quite OP as it is. Having certain drawbacks to powers like that I think makes good sense. Of course I'm not the GM though.))

"Lyse, if you wish you may attempt to read my memories," Andrea says. "I doubt it will do much good though. You can experience other's memories, correct? Well, I evidently have no memories that are more than seven years old, so there would not be much to see. However, you do have my permission...

Andrea lowers her gaze to the ground. She looked up to the others in the group. Thier abilities were fascinating and certainly had their good uses. But she often wondered why she was there with them. Lawliet seemed to think Andrea had something too, but she wasn't too sure. Even now, seven years...

"I agree," Andrea responded. Her serious gaze was fixated at the fire in front of her. "I think the oath is fine as it is. This is a peculiar group indeed, so a peculiar oath is fitting."