Lynchpin---Castle and Surrounding Grounds.

[lynchpin_castle]

The servants are unseen and unknown. Residents are welcome to take over the Servant’s rooms or not, but it is not recommended. Likewise, it is unclear where the Master resides. Usually s/he will call a meeting of their champions and meet them within the reception all or Banquet room.

Meals are typically taken together as a group, and if requested--training times for the champions as a group may be arranged. Both of the mundane variety, and also recreations of challenge-zones, such as the Labyrinth and the Mirror Gallery. The castle and its immediate surroundings have been set to mimic Earth with its single moon and 24 hour cycle of time, along with a standard Julian calendar for convenience.

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[neveraknight]

When he took her hand and squeezed it, she let her fingers curl into his a bit, surprised by the move, but then warmed by it. She smiled, looking down at the hands. It was nice of him, and comforting.

"It is sometimes easier. Though right now I wish someone else could deal with my problem right now." She said, rolling her bad shoulder a bot and groaning, eyes closing a moment. "As soon as I can clear this up I will be happier."

[light_of_willpower]

"I'd offer first-aid, but you've already taken care of that I think." Still red, but letting her curl her fingers with his. Nope--totally not going to stop her. Not at all.

"Is the heat helping at all?" Honest concern, as it had to be frustrating for her too.

[neveraknight]

He might note she wasn't going to let go of his hand any time soon. It felt nice, under water and soft and strong. She was trained as a Jedi. There was a small craving for closeness and touch that she had never really experienced before. Hugs had always been the best things to her, mostly for that fact.

"It's helping. The burn helps. I'll need to bandage it again when we're done, but otherwise I'm just going to try and heal properly. Maybe try some force techniques. If possible. I was never good at speedy healing." She confessed, rolling her arm again and then letting her hand drift in water.

[light_of_willpower]

"If it helps, I'm not either." Definitely not letting go of her hand anytime soon. Not if she wasn't going to.

Not much to say otherwise, and as usual--he didn't feel a need to fill that silence. It was comfortable--holding her hand, having her there with him. Mostly comfortable--Trunks was fairly sure he would not be getting decent sleep that night. Not because of nightmares though...

More than willing to just soak and be company for her, with her.

[neveraknight]

"It does help." She teased a bit, and settled, closing her eyes and sinking a bit in the water, so her nose was above water and her lekku floated a bit more again. Ten more minutes, maybe. She felt nice and warm. Like it all sank into her bones as if that were what she needed.

Silence was fine too. She didn't feel the need for long conversation. And she was comfortable with him there. She'd think about the way his hand felt in her hand later. How it felt fitting to her slender fingers. Strong and comfortable.

She would curl up in bed and knock out tonight as well. With good thoughts for a change. He might not get good sleep, but she was going to.