I’m not dead, just floating.

    🔥 It would take the whole fanalis corps to separate him from Pascal. “ You’re so stupid! “      Him scolding or lecture her wasn’t somehting new. Though it never came in format of his           hoarse voice slip quivering lips, face soaked in salty teardrops, besides dirt and cuts               dangling from his features, whilst strong arms keep her still and craddled in his                    embrace. They had won the battle and she saved him from posisble fatal                                                                                                       atatck but to what cost?

         Alibaba lectured her before on using her Djinn Equipp for long drains her of her magoi.          And what he fears came true, wiping the victorious smile after she strick down the last          of those opposing then, when she began coughing blood and dropped to her kneese.            Its only after a solid minute of coughing and clutching her chest before collapse on             ground is when he came to his senses to move and pick her up. His mind raicng             with all kinds of thought and none were pleasant as he couldn’t rush faster to her,                                                                                                  or call out her name any louder.

           Just why did she had to push herself so much just for his sake? He never asked            for this! Nor does it make him happy - seeing her in such condition only worries                                                                                                                and upsets him further.

Pascal hadn’t really cared for much in the last couple of years. She’d travelled the other side of the world, where Sinbad had not reached. Her kingdom mostly safe and tucked away in the corner. Though she’d not gone back there, couldn’t face them after she’d fallen to deprivaty. But at this point she really didn’t care much, it was nice to be just someone. Who cared for right or wrong at this point? She had and look where it had gotten her. When Judal had come to get her, convincing her by simply mentioning Sinbad. She had not thought much about her choice, simply accepted. Not wishing to talk to Hakuryuu really. The moment she’d fallen, her rukh turning black and guiding her away from the songs of her people. That moment she’d stopped being interested in the prince and his ways. He’d taken Alibaba from her, but life had taken everything from him. Irony was not lost on her. She scratched the side of her blonde head and stifled a yawn behind her hand. Blue eyes falling on the blue haired magi. “You grew up shrimp” she simply said, eyes following his tail of blue hair. And for a split second she was speechless. Just the widening of her eyes signaling her surprise. There he stood, alive and in the flesh. Blinding golden rukh dancing around him. The sole reason she’d thrown away herself, had fallen and lost her song. There should have been something, something that wasn’t anger and disappointment. He was back. Why hadn’t he called for her? Told her he was alive? Why had he sent her away in the first place? Why was he alive and golden? When she was dead inside and black? Her eyes returned to their normal bored gaze. Arms crossing in front of her chest, the robes she was wearing revealing her cleavage. “What? Am I not good enough for you?” Her piercing blue eyes pinned Alibaba down. “Wanna send me away again?” A mocking tone to her voice. She had loved him once, maybe some hidden small part of her still did. But pain was overlaying and smothering it all.

          🔥 He figured she’d be mad. In his defense he hadn’t know how to get in contact                with her. Nor anyone would tell him where she was. Either didn’t knew or like the                other two boys kept her hidding a secret till the bitter end when needed a trump                                                                                                              card now more than ever.

           Though even so something was off about Pascal. Sure she’d be mad for not hearing          form him nor he called her out aking for help directly, but to some degree. He knew her          well after all. But he can’t pin point what’s the case here to stir such reaction form her.

       “ That’s not the case. You know well what I mean. I know you’re strong and hate Sinbad          with a passion but I don’t want you hurt! “ He narrowed his eyes briefly and then shifted        gaze over to the other two who came with her. Judal’s amused grin giving out and sign for        him he knew too much than lets it be known. Hakuryuu too, while stern look his eyes told                                                                                                                                             another story.

       “ I’d never send you away. Its just I couldn’t reach you. You were no where to be found         nor anyone knew of your whereabouts. Hell, I thought you were hiding with Aladdin and         the others when all went downhill. “ But when reunited with them and saw Pascal was          no where neither did the others seemed to know or hidden that from him it tugged at          his heart strings. Wondering if she’s around, if she’s well, if she was angry with him,                                                                                                                                 if she moved on....

So you all know whenever he is in Djinn equip Amon’s lames can burn people if they get too close or even if say touch Alibaba’s arm or back and being mindful of the flames they still experience first degree burn and if not worse if physical contact is kept longer. That unless you are a fellow metal vessel with a flame Djinn.

Mun Name: Lana

Muse Name: Pascal Singer

Muse FC: Blake Lively

Role in the court: captain of the royal guard

Brief backstory:

Born to a household of knights, the young woman was always surrounded by strong people. Her mother a courtlady, her father the captain of the royal guard. Despite not wanting to raise their daughter, as the family tradition did raise their sons. The girl always showed a knack for swords and fighting. When she turned sixteen, she disguised as a young man, ventured out of the castle. During that she met Erica and befriended the girl. Learning that she was going to be part of the court of Hale, she decided she wanted to be part of the court too. However being a Lady was never her fourte and despite her beauty, she could not find joy in being a lady. Asking her father to teach her his ways. The blonde attended a tournament to decide the next captain of the royal guard. Disguised once more, in the armor of her house, the blonde won the tournament against many young men. The king faced with a young woman, but also with the promise he’d given before. Announced her as the captain of the royal guard. Proving to the other knights, that she could hold her own against them, she gained their loyalty and trust, with many quests of the king. 

But the most important to the young lady and knight, was protecting her friend. Seeing as she was rather cold towards other humans, she made a lifelong bond with the woman. Swearing to always protect her, she keeps an eye out for the lady. Trust was difficult in times of Kings, Queens and wars. But the woman swore it on their friendship and her honor. That she would always protect the other. Even if she may not know it. Her loyalties lay completely with Erica Reyes. Despite being also loyal to the Hales. 

She has been courted when she turned eighteen, but since no one could win a fight against her. Many young men gave up. After becoming the captain of the royal guard, no one tried again.