Live, Love, and Die by the Stars

While I’m working on writing the next part of the log (some of it’s a little hazy, so I need to confer with Lori on some of it), I thought I’d share what my ridiculous crew mates did today.

Today actually marked the first anniversary of my promotion to chief of security. So, being the complete saps that they are, my beloved crewmates decided to surprise me with a little party. Throughout the day, I was prevented from going to the recreation deck no less than half a dozen times by people from every department on the ship. I don’t know how he managed to get everyone in on the surprise without me finding out about it, but it was impressive. Everyone in security worked together to make a scrapbook of our last year together. I think I scared them a little bit when I almost started to cry. Outside of security, some people put on a little play, Uhura sang, and it seemed like everyone had prepared something. I actually did cry when I saw the cake. I was a little bit overwhelmed. But it was the sweetest thing anyone has done for me in a long time. My crewmates might be dorks, but they’re my dorks.

Yes, the title is fairly obvious. But I thought it was a good way to show which part of the log it was from.

So, I left off after surrendering, yes? Perhaps I should have mentioned that I got knocked in the head immediately after tossing away my phaser. I sort of forgot that part. In my defense, he hit me really hard. I actually fell and blacked out for a bit. And when I say that he hit me really hard, I actually mean that he fully meant to kill me, as I learned after waking up a few moments later. Thank the heavens for Phoenix. She saved my life right there. On the downside, that led to some difficult questions. Specifically, from the pirates, of how the hell I was alive and what the actual hell I was? Due to the presence of four officers who had no idea about my magic, I chose to feign ignorance. The pirates weren’t happy about that. One of them kicked me in the ribs. Hard. Luckily, nothing was broken, but they were badly bruised. I was spared from more torment, for the moment at least, by a call from the bridge. Somehow the captain had figured out where they were holed up. He was not, however, expecting to see us.

“Chief?! What-? Are you alright?” The pirate captain smirked, and I felt an actual shiver down my spine. I gulped.

“Chief?” The pirate was turning towards me very deliberately. “Chief of Security, perhaps? Perhaps it’s a good thing I didn’t kill you. You could be more helpful than I thought.”

I laughed shakily. “Yeah, uh, did I forget to mention that part? M-my bad.” I stuttered. I could already tell this wouldn’t end well for me. For some reason I couldn’t begin to explain, this guy terrified me.

The pirate captain turned back to the screen. “Captain Kirk,” he began, “I have a proposition for you. Hand over control of your ship to me, where I am now.”

“Or?” Kirk looked nervous, like he didn’t want to know the answer. I didn’t either.

“Or, I’ll do far worse than what I’m about to do now.” Before I could even think about moving out of the way, he pulled out a long knife, and slashed it straight across my chest in a diagonal from my right shoulder all the to the bottom of my ribs on the left. It wasn’t deep, but I screamed. Loudly. It hurt so badly. That was not a normal knife. It was magic of some kind, I could tell. It was made to cause maximum pain. I nearly passed out right then.

I distantly heard yelling, I think from Kirk and Lori, mostly. And the rest of the bridge crew, but it was more muffled. I could feel a blade on me still. It wasn’t cutting me, but it was a threat. I was barely conscious, but when the pirate warned the Kirk to hand over the ship, I gasped out, “Jim Kirk, don’t you dare.” I dragged myself into consciousness. “Don’t you dare give up this ship.” I was gasping in pain, which didn’t help my case. When he started to protest, I said, with as much energy as I could muster, “The needs of the many-“ I had to stop for breath, “-outweigh the needs-“ another breath, “-of the few.” Kirk looked positively stricken.

I could feel myself fading out again, but before I could pass out, I felt myself being lifted by the back of my shirt. The pain in my chest increased, and I cried out against my will. I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t hear what happened next. I was in too much pain. All I remember is a cruel, harsh laugh, and then dropping to the ground. My last thought before passing out was one of despair. The pirates had won. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.

That was my last memory for a while. I italicized the second half of this one due to the presence of actual recounted dialogue. I’ll continue later. For now, I need to sleep.

It has now been a few weeks since I last made a log entry. When I last logged, the enterprise had just been hit by what turned out to be another ship. Specifically, a pirate ship. Yes, I know it’s cliché, but I swear it actually happened. The reason it is taken me so long to actually log about it, is really a long story in itself. So, the whole incident itself ended up taking almost a week. Then we had to make repairs. A lot of repairs. And then we actually got to the Starbase. And then, because apparently I nearly gave Gajeel a heart attack by not contacting him for two weeks, I have spent the last week reassuring both him and Juvia that I’m not dead and that I’m okay. I have no intentions of sharing this log with him, because I may have actually gotten hurt again, and I’m pretty sure he will forcibly drag me off the ship if I get hurt again in the space of just a couple of weeks.

So, to recap, at the end of the last log, we got hit. I was still not 100% after the whole incident in the nebula. And the captain was still very overprotective. Along with the rest of the crew, honestly. And after what happened, I can’t say I blame them. Anyway, we got hit. Despite not being on full duty yet, I immediately raced to the bridge. Or, rather, I tried to. I was cut off fairly quickly by a massive hole in the hull of the ship. With what seemed to be a piece of another ship sticking through it. I grabbed my phaser immediately. I was in no condition to win a hand-to-hand fight, especially if I was going to be outnumbered. And based on the size of the thing in front of me, I was definitely going to be outnumbered. What I didn’t realize, was that it was already open. So I was a little shocked to find no less than five of them behind me when I turned back around. I had never felt so betrayed by my dragon senses.

Rather than fight the pirates head-on, as their numbers had now grown to 12, I leapt over the ones behind me, and sprinted for a side corridor. I needed cover, and I needed back-up. I hoped to make my way to Security. Luckily for me, I didn’t need to go that far. I ran full-speed right into Lt. Mathias. We ended up running into my second-in-command, Lorraine (Lori) Thomas. Did I mention that Lori is one of my best friends on the Enterprise? Because she is. So, the three of us started looking for more members of security, but we only found a couple, Ensign Traxel, a Vissian, and Ensign Haldor, a human. So now there were five of us, which was better than before. It wouldn’t be enough, not that we knew that at the time.

I sent Traxel and Mathias to secure Engineering. Haldor and Lori went to the weapons store room, while I ran to Security. I used the computer interface to figure out where the intruders were, and used the Jeffries tubes to get around them. I dropped directly into Security, but no one was there. Which made no sense. In the event of an invasion of the ship, unless ordered otherwise, any security member not currently at their post that is unable to reach the weapons room is supposed to meet there. I should have made a run for it then. Instead, I got surrounded in seconds. I had my phaser out, ready to make a run for it. Before I could, all four of my original team was bodily thrown into the room. Haldor was unconscious, and it looked like Lori had a concussion as well. I couldn’t let them get hurt any further, so when I was ordered to drop my phaser, I did. They had won, at least for the moment. I could only pray that the bridge crew was alright. But if I had known what the pirates had in their possession, I doubt I would have surrendered so quickly. The amount of pain I would soon be in would be unlike anything I had felt in a long time.

I’ll tell the next part later tonight, hopefully. Now that I’m able to use my recorder, it should be much easier. I’m sorry to leave it like this, but I need to eat dinner.

I’m so sorry. First my recorder broke and then I got dragged into ship repairs, which have been taking forever. Plus the mountain of reports to file. I’ll explain everything soon.

So, it’s been a long week. We’re finally back in command of the Enterprise. I’m currently working on compiling what I managed to record, and writing down what all actually happened. It was a very difficult fight. Who would have thought space pirates would be such a challenge for us? For now, I think I’ll work on this with the others. Everyone is a little shaken, and I think everyone wants to make sure everyone else is okay. So I’ll explain what happened when I’m done writing it.

I accidentally fell asleep before I could Log last night. Everything went well. I still need to build my muscles back up a bit, but I’m much better. We’re due to arrive at the star base at 1900 hours. I think Hikaru wants to see if there’s a Japanese restaurant (or at least Asian) on the base. It won’t compare to Mira’s cooking, but it’ll do if there is one. That’s all for now. I have to finish getting ready for the day. I’m- hold on. What the hell? I have to go. Something just hit us!

I haven’t had this much energy since the nightmares started. I’m still not 100%, but I feel much better. Still getting worn out a little earlier in the day, but that will pass soon. I think I can even manage some light hand-to-hand training tomorrow. I’m going to hit the treadmill for a bit today. Try to get some of my endurance back. We’ll see how it goes.

On the bright side, we watched Princess Bride. On the bad side, I fell asleep right before the final fight. The really embarrassing part? I woke up in my bed with no memory of having gotten there. Which means that someone literally carried me from movie night right to my quarters and basically tucked me into bed. And I have no idea which one of them did it. I’m going to go die of embarrassment now.

Despite a little tiredness towards the end, I made it through my day. I might have to skip the usual Friday movie night with the bridge crew though. (We didn’t have one last week because everyone was already too worried). Maybe. I don’t want to fall asleep with everyone there. I know they won’t mind, but still.

Training went well, though. I could tell they’ve been working really hard this week. I told them to take the weekend off from training. Go about their normal duties, and make sure to stretch both days, but no training. They’ve earned it. I think I will go to movie night after all. Maybe I can convince them to try The Princess Bride.

So, dragon slayers recharge by consuming their element, right? Well, for me, that also includes the food from the Celestial Spirit world. They have this tea that always gives me a massive energy boost, and even though I told myself that I was going to heal naturally, so that they wouldn’t figure me out, I may have cheated and had a cup anyways. So I’m back on light duty now, much to Dr. McCoy’s shock. I couldn’t take the boredom. More later. I’m currently supervising security training.

I’ve been freed from my quarters! I was permitted to go to the rec deck today. I still needed an escort to make sure I actually made it there and didn’t fall asleep in a corridor somewhere, but that’s fair. I’ll probably have to go back to my quarters soon, but I’m going to enjoy some social time for now. As soon as I got here, every crew member in the room got up and were basically all over me for a bit. I think they were a bit worried. It was very touching, actually. A couple of the security officers looked like they were going to cry. I can’t wait to be back on duty now, if only to work with all of them again. Hopefully I’ll be back on duty before we make it to the star base. It’s a few days away at our current speed. The nebula was pretty far away from everything. Thank the stars for my accelerated healing. Magic is a wonderful thing.

We’ve finally left the nebula and are on our way to the nearest star base for supplies. Meanwhile, I’m going stir-crazy. I want to be somewhere other than my quarters or sick bay. I’m hoping I can convince Dr. McCoy to let me spend some time even just relaxing on the rec deck instead of here. I’m going to go crazy otherwise.

I did finally call home. I thought Gajeel was going to throw something when I told him what happened. Levy calmed him down though. It was nice to see everyone, if only by lacrima. That’s a magic item that can store magic energy. This one is used for communication. It’s basically a magic video phone. (By the way, Captain, if you ever read this, I keep a spare in the desk. If something happens and you need magical help- probably to save my sorry butt- just hold it up and say “call Gajeel”. If that doesn’t work, Fairy Tail guild hall. They’ll help).

To absolutely no one’s surprise, Natsu and Gray interrupted the call by fighting each other. Again. But not before Gajeel and Juvia made plans to visit on my next shore leave! I can’t wait! Some of the others might come too, though no one else confirmed. With my luck, they’ll all show up and cause havoc. But honestly? I wouldn’t have them any other way.

The next day after I️ discovered the Seis, I decided to wait until they had left for the day to see if I could learn a little more about their goal. I had already learned they were looking for Nirvana, but I didn’t know what they wanted with it. I still didn’t really know what it did. So, after reassuring Wendy that I would be fine, I had Aquila fly me to their camp site. I had Musca, Lacerta, and Lepus each keeping an eye on one of the three groups, while I examined the camp.

They didn’t have much. Very few material possessions from what I could tell. A few clothes, basic camping supplies. The only things of any interest were a small doll among Angel’s things, and what seemed to be a journal. That was really interesting. However, when I opened it, it seemed to be encoded. But, I was able to get some ideas. A few names here and there. Someone named Jellal. Something called the Tower of Heaven. Another name: Cubellios. That was the name of Cobra’s snake, so maybe this was his. Finally, though, I found a mention of Nirvana. I couldn’t figure out what they were actually planning in the long run, but I figured out what it did. Before I could learn more, I heard a mental shout from Lepus, who had been following Cobra and Racer. Aquila was gone before I finished turning around. Cobra himself stood on the edge of the clearing, glaring at me. I was caught.

He attacked without a word. I leapt into the air to avoid his attack. I spun mid-air to come down behind him, only to have to jump again immediately to the side to dodge Cubellios. This guy was fast. But he looked like he was confused by something. It looked like he was straining to hear something. Despite his apparent confusion, he continued to come at me.

The next few moments were a flurry of blows from both sides, until suddenly I got slammed in the side and went flying. I looked up from the ground to see Racer had arrived. And based on what I was hearing from Lacerta, Angel and Hoteye were coming too. It was time to get serious. Two against one I could maybe handle. But four of them? Not alone. I called back my spirits, and called out a new one. Ursa Major came out with a roar, immediately swiping at Cobra. He dodged and jumped back, reuniting with Cubellios as he did. Racer continued to attack me, while Ursa attempted to corner Cobra.

I don’t remember every part of that fight. All of us were moving so fast. I remember calling on the speed of Lupus in my fight with Racer. That helped to even the odds a little. When Angel and Hoteye arrived, Ursa got poisoned, distracted by Angel calling out her own Caelum. Hoteye came for me, liquefying the ground beneath me. I jumped into the sky, calling on my Fires of Mars spell to harden the ground before I landed. Ursa was fading fast, so I sent her back and called Hercules. The magic drain caught me off guard, but I managed. If anyone could fight off snake-face, it would be Hercules. Which left me free to focus on Racer and Hoteye. They would wear me out eventually, I knew.

Brute strength wasn’t working. But then an idea hit me. It was crazy, and I’d never tried it before, but it was all I had. I silently called Ursa Minor, who hid in the trees. As Hoteye liquefied the ground again, I jumped towards Racer, seemingly to attack. When he ran to dodge, I gave Ursa Minor the signal. Without warning, a bridge opened up directly in Racer’s path. It’s end-point? Hoteye’s liquefied earth. Racer was stopped in his tracks, which gave me the chance I needed. I could sense Brain and Midnight returning, so before they could get close, Ursa Minor summoned another portal, I recalled the other spirits, and I jumped through the bridge. Before I made it all the way out, Caelum fired a final shot that got me in the side. When I came through back at Cait Shelter, I instantly collapsed.

That’s it for the moment. More tomorrow. But that was my first battle with the Oracion Seis. It wouldn’t be the last.

We leave the nebula later today. I still don’t know much about the magic side of this place, but there’s definitely some magic energy. If there was evidence of a possible gate key out here, I’d try to delay. But there’s nothing. And personally, I’m fine with that. I’m more than happy to get out of here. We’re supposed to go to the nearest star base for supplies next, or so the captain said.

As for me, I’m still tired, but I’m definitely recovering. I have no doubt that by tomorrow I’ll be badgering Dr. McCoy to let me at least be up and about, even if I can’t be on duty yet. Maybe I can get him to let me relax on the recreation deck for a while. I could use some actual interaction.

Thanks to Cait Shelter’s master, I now had at least a possible range in which to look for the Seis. But actually finding them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. It was a good thing I brought a magnet. Or, in this case, a master hunter. I summoned Orion and Canes Venatici to begin the search. I called the Chamaeleon to disguise their magic signature, as well as my own. Sufficiently hidden, we made our way towards the forest. We were about to enter the trees when I was stopped by a tap on the shoulder. Wendy. “Um, sorry, but I was wondering if, maybe, I could come with you? I could help! I won’t get in the way, I promise!”

She was so earnest. It broke my heart to tell her no. But I had to. “I’m sorry Wendy. Not this time. I don’t know enough about the situation right now to take the risk. But I promise I’ll be back. Don’t worry about me. That’s what you’re worried about, isn’t it? That I won’t come back?” She sniffled slightly and nodded. “I promise I’m coming back, alright? This is reconnaissance. I don’t plan on getting into a fight. Okay?”

“Okay,” she acquiesced sadly. I felt better knowing that she’d still be safe here. So, I gave her a small hug, and continued into the forest.

When we got further in, I noticed the trees start to thicken and grow closer together. While we could still see the sky, I called out Aquila, also disguised, to scout above. According to him, most of the forest was extremely dense. In this case, that was actually a good thing, at least for our chances of finding them. They would need a base, with enough space for all of them to move around in. This narrowed down our search considerably. I sent Orion back, leaving the dogs out. I would send Aquila to scout open clearings. However, he would attract too much attention in the actual trees if they were hiding, so I called Musca to go with him. They would go one direction. I had to call another small and discreet spirit to come with me and Canes on land, so I summoned Lacerta. A lizard would blend in easily enough. With that done, we split off into our two groups, staying in mental contact the whole time.

After about four hours of not only keeping out four spirits, but sustaining the magic of a fifth, my magic was being worn down. And it was getting late. Our two groups met in an empty clearing, I sent Musca, Lacerta, and Canes home, and Aquila brought me back to Cait Shelter. We would try again in the morning. Which we did. And the next day. And the next. It wasn’t until the fifth day of our search that we felt a hint of magic. And this magic was unexpectedly familiar. Celestial Spirit magic. And it felt like a Zodiac.

We followed the magic carefully. When we got close, I sent Musca alone to get closer. Looking through his eyes, I saw a woman. Wearing white and blue with feathers all over. I felt a rush of disgust from Musca, and followed the feeling. On the ground in front of the woman was a Zodiac spirit. Aries. The poor thing was terrified of this woman. It was all I could do to stay where I was.

While I was observing this monster of a Celestial mage, a man joined her. Scarred, with purple hair, and a massive snake draped around his neck and shoulders. Before I could examine him further, he spoke. “How’s the ‘special training’ coming, Angel? Enjoying yourself?” He laughed cruelly as Aries whimpered and hid her face. I already hated both of them, but at least now I had name for the woman. Angel. Hardly a fitting name, but that wasn’t my problem.

“Almost done here, Cobra,” she smirked. “Give me another minute and we can keep looking.” He nodded, then walked over to lean against a tree, pulling out a rat as he did so. The snake ate it in one bite.

After another torturous minute, Angel sent back Aries and turned to the man. Cobra. “Thanks for the poison, by the way. It worked wonders.” I wanted to cry. But maybe that meant he had poison magic of some kind.

Before I could figure out more, they both started moving into the trees. It wasn’t safe for me to stick around any longer. But Musca could. So, I sent him to follow them. Hopefully they would lead us to the rest. Once it was clear, the other spirits and I returned to base, where a worried Wendy waited for me.

In the short time I had been there, Wendy and I had become fast friends. We spent nearly every spare minute talking about our dragons and dragon slayer magic. I also spent some time helping her with her attack magic. Specifically, her Roar.

Every slayer has a certain set of attacks that are the same from slayer to slayer. Just with a different element. The roar is one of them. Along with the wing attack, claw, talon, and hard fist. As for the roar, I have the Spirit Dragon’s roar, while Wendy has the Sky Dragon’s roar. Her mother had focused more on healing magic and enchantments than attacks. And she was younger, so she never really learned the attacks. So, I was helping her. She was having trouble, to put it mildly.

Every time she would try the roar, she would either fail before the air could come out at all, or it would fade before it got anywhere. It didn’t have any force to it. Although, as timid as Wendy could be, that wasn’t surprising.

Anyway, when I got back this day, I couldn’t work with her. Now that I had found them, I had to pay attention to what Musca was seeing and hearing. While I sat and watched, Wendy waited with me, only leaving occasionally to get food for the both of us. In the first couple of hours, there was very little said between the two. Mostly banter and Cobra tormenting Angel. But after some time, they met with another pair. One very tall and sort-of.... blocky? The other was constantly moving. And fast.

Cobra spoke first. “Hoteye, did you and Racer find anything?”

The tall one, Hoteye, answered in the negative.

Before any of the others could speak, a forest vulcan leaped from the trees. It was a blur after that. Racer, as I’d learned he was called, ran faster than Musca could see, knocking the vulcan flat on its back. It was then that Hoteye moved his arms, and the ground around the vulcan seemed to become liquid, and it became stuck. So far I had learned of Celestial magic, poison magic, and now speed magic and apparently some kind of earth magic. But there were still two left. So where were they?

A moment later, the vulcan was dead in a flash of light from a staff in the hand of another newcomer. Even through Musca, I could feel this one’s power. It was extraordinary. But, it almost felt muffled, somehow. But I would have to figure it out later. Someone else came behind him, floating on a magic carpet? And to my surprise, he was fast asleep!

In my shock, I almost missed the others greeting the newcomer. It’s a good thing I didn’t, because it turned out that this guy was their leader. Brain. The one on the carpet must have been named Midnight, because I heard Angel scold Racer “don’t wake Midnight. It’s your funeral if you do.” That was ominous.

The Seis exchanged updates on their apparently fruitless search, and then started moving. Musca followed them to a small clearing, concealed by the trees. Now I knew all of their names, where they were, and the magic of all but two of them. I just had to find out exactly what they were planning, and the magic of the last two. I would succeed in the first goal, for the most part. But it was not going to go as smoothly as I hoped, as I soon found. Because when they left the clearing the next day, presumably for the whole day, I decided to investigate their camp. So when Cobra came back early? I was in so much trouble.

(That’s all for now. I need a break. Writing it like this is different. It gives you more detail, but it’s much more time-consuming. So I’ll continue tonight).

My first stop before searching for the Oración Seis, as I mentioned before, was Cait Shelter. Honestly, I had only heard of Cait Shelter in passing. I knew next to nothing about them. But Gramps trusted them, so it would do.

I summoned Auriga, and he got me there in no time at all. There I was greeted by what seemed more like a village than a magic guild. But they seemed friendly enough. So, they took me to the guild Master, and I was welcomed whole-heartedly. It was a nice change from some of the suspicion I still got from some in Fairy Tail at the time. I was treated to a hot meal, and shown to a room of my own. Once I was alone, I realized that, despite it being a mage guild, I had yet to see any of its members actually use magic. To someone like me, who had spent so much time surrounded by people who would betray you in an instant if you turned your back, this was suspicious. I didn’t have long to think on it though, as a moment later I heard a knock on the door, followed by what must have been the most timid “excuse me” I’ve ever heard in my life. And I know Aries. She was the queen of timid for centuries.

With such a shy voice, I couldn’t help but let some of my suspicion fade for the moment. So, I opened the door. In front of me was a small girl, maybe 12 years old at the most, blue-haired, tiny, and apparently clumsy, because as soon as I opened the door, she fell forward flat on her face. I helped her up, and smiled. “Well, that’s one way to introduce yourself,” I laughed. “I’m Brina.” I stuck out my hand to the small girl, who didn’t react at first until a voice prompted her from behind. A voice that was apparently coming from a white, standing, talking, winged cat. Just like Happy.

Before I could think on it, the girl jumped. “Sorry! I’m Wendy! Wendy Marvel! And this is Charle!” she babbled, gesturing to the cat behind her.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” I said, smiling. This girl, Wendy, was too cute not to smile.

Wendy, clearly more excited now that introductions were done, started speaking excitedly, “Is it true? Are you really a dragon slayer? I’ve always wanted to meet another slayer!”

I was thrown for a loop. “Another slayer?”

She squeaked and covered her mouth for a moment. When she uncovered it, she said quietly, “I mean, another slayer like me. I’m the Sky Dragon Slayer. Daughter of- “

“Grandeeney,” I interrupted with a rush of air. I knelt down. “My mother told me about yours once. She said Grandeeney was a master of healing magic. Can you use healing magic too?”

Wendy nodded. “Yes, but I’m not very strong yet. Grandeeney didn’t get to teach me everything before she disappeared.”

“Yours too, huh? My mom and my adopted brother’s dad Metallicana both vanished too. Tell me, did she vanish July 7th, X777?”

Wendy gasped and nodded quickly. This was a lot to think about, but sadly, I had a job to do. I couldn’t afford to waste time on it right then. So instead I simply said, “These disappearances are connected. And that gives me hope. Hope that we’ll all find our dragon parents one day. Hold out hope a little longer, alright Wendy?” This time I received a smile.

After that discussion, I returned to the master’s hut, Wendy at my side. I needed information. When we arrived, I had one real question for him. “Why let me use your village as a base? There must have been a reason.”

The master nodded. “We don’t know for certain what they’re after yet, but we have a theory. An ancient artifact. Nirvana. A powerful magic that changes the nature of things. Light to dark, and dark to light.”

“What does that mean?” I asked slowly, trying to puzzle it out.

“I’m afraid I cannot say. However, we are the closest to the theorized resting place of this magic, and therefore the closest to where the Oración Seis are likely to be hiding.”

I wasn’t happy about the lack of information, but I could already tell I wouldn’t get more. So I bowed my head in thanks and left. It was time to start searching for the Seis.

(I’ll continue tomorrow. I meant to do this tomorrow, actually, but I was bored from lying in bed all day).

Crux has finished his analysis. The creature, while it does have a magical signature, doesn’t appear to be magical in nature itself. But it’s affinity for it probably helped it break through my walls.

Speaking of, I’m currently in the long process of rebuilding them. Spock actually came by today to help. It was very kind of him. They’re still not 100%, but they’ll keep out any non-magic threat easily. The magical defense will take a bit longer. I need to call Warren. As a magic telepath himself, he should be able to help. Maybe I can use Ursa Minor to get him here secretly. Well, whatever I do there, I should definitely call home. Gajeel is probably worried by now.