[i]What probably gave Victoria's location away was the soft bursts of Latin phrases that she spoke outside of the Clinic, before ramming her gladius into a training bot once again.[/i] [i]Someone had.. tried their best, while Vance was out, to wait for his awakening. It looked like someone had set up camp around his bed - a chair was next to him, underneath it magazines of guns, swords, daily Tatakai news, and even books describing magic, paranormal beings and combat techniques. It seemed quite obvious of whom it all belonged to, while a "Get Well Soon" card was placed upon Vance's drawer next to the bed as well, hiding a small note inside of it.[/i] "[u]Miserabilis[/u].." [i]The quiet voice murmured, tearing her gladius from the machine's body. Vance could merely watch the Sororitas' work on the training androids: she was dressed in some regular attire for training, though it was extremely early in the morning.. moonlight shined upon her being, clad in a black tank top and white sports pants that reached to her shins. Her snow white hair was tangled yet curly as always, a sheath kept around her waist while she wore boots and black gloves for training.[/i] [i]Once she finished up, she sighed, shaking her head as she sheathed her gladius. The woman stared up at the moon before.. saying something that seemed to have been a prayer, before practically falling onto a wooden bench that was against the Clinic. If Vance could yell, he could get the tired warrior's attention. Or just sneak up on her.[/i]