((Isn't Natsu hiding in the well?))

(....*looks back*...yes...yes she is)

(she says, "she's not in the well, but nice try :3")

((Lol))

Gandal rose millimetre off the ground so the water fled the beneath him. 'I still smell humans' he muttered.

"When i was a child i lost my sense of smell, so i cant smell anything." She looked at flowers, and remembered that was the last thing she was able to smell, a rose.

Gandal nodded, 'should we leave?'

"Wait..." She picked up a rose and held it in her hand, "Now we can go."

Gandal blasted the last standing house before he flew into the air once again.

(Get Natsu to post?)

(she's trying to get on the internet)

She rose from the ground, following Gandal. Her drawing crumbled up her her pocket, falling and landed into the water.

She slowly digs herself our of her hiding place and looks at the damaged village, she throws water on the house that's best intact and thinks for a bit.
"I gotta run. I gotta run to the sea. The cliffs, they aren't too far. Under then is a beach...I'll make it."
Half an hour later she had completely gathered her items, made a boat, and started running.

Gandal turned to Victoria as he flew, 'who was the family member that lived at the village?'

"my sister....she took care of me when I was little." She looked back to the village as she flew.

'You have to forget about her.' Gandal said gruffly.

"That's all I know. I dont even remember her face or her name..." She stared at the rose, it dying in her hand, changed to a dead black. She let go of the flower and continued to fly.

Gandal took once last glance behind, embers drifted into the air, swirling with grey clouds. Gandal nodded, smiling to himself with mere satisfaction. 'I think...' He managed to say, 'your sister is still alive. I could smell part of your blood back at the village.'

"I plan to keep it that way, Gandal. I barely know who she is, but I know i should keep it that way until later on, and if she ever dies from this curse, at least she will be here with me." Her eyes glowed a white as she lit a tree on fire "Why did i just do that, i didnt mean to."

She stares at the moon, her feet aching from the multiple hours of running.
"I think I can rest...it should be safe right? I mean, I took the obsidian from the blacksmith. Maybe I can use it for an underground bunker...I don't think my feet can take me any farther...I'll have to sleep and hope to see morning."
She digs underground, covering up the hole and makes a room of obsidian. Once that's done she sets her bed and sleeps, her sword leaning against her bed.

Gandal ignored her question, 'I... Sense something -- a human...'

She stopped, "I sense it too, where though?"

'Near the ocean.' Gandal said stopping abruptly.

She let herself fall to the ground, landing on her feet. She looked around the area and was able to sense a human.

'She has ... Familiar blood.' Gandal mumbled.

Victoria looked at Gandal, "Did you say something??"

'Do you think your sister survived at the village?' Gandal said.

"She knows many ways to survive, i bet you she did."