Lucas's mind wandered around thoughtlessness. It was so very active but no real thoughts took place. He felt lost, stretched thin, and downright exhausted. The group around him was a blur of conversation and movement. Only key words and phrases seemed to stick out in his head and even those he practically dismissed; "...be okay Lucas...man in pain...strip....glowing...head north....Help....". "Help" Lucas thought about that word the most. His mind drifted to the last time he spoke that word before he realized how useless it was, at least in his experience. But these people were in the same situation as him. Maybe they deserved help, or maybe they didn't but regardless, their situation didn't give them much choice other than to work together.<br/><br/>Lucas' mind started to focus again as he began to get on his feet. The word "help" rang in his head again. But it wasn't just a word passing through his head this time. Someone spoke it. A distinct and clear feminine voice near him. But it was too late, by the time Lucas realized he was even standing he had already turned and bumped into someone, almost knocking them both to the ground. Reaction took over and Lucas found his footing while reaching out for the girls' arm. With a slight yank he prevented her fall and held her steady with his other hand clutching her shoulder. For seconds that seemed like hours, Lucas found himself staring for far too long into her eyes. They were unlike any he had ever seen, and even though they looked right back at him, it didn't feel like he was truly being seen.<br/><br/>"Um...sorry, I'm sorry." Lucas finally managed to speak, quickly releasing her from his grip. Judging by her clothes she was also part of their motley crew and just as confused as them too. "We're actually just as much in need of help as you at the moment. None of us know what this place is or how we got here..." Lucas paused for a second when he realized how quickly he just started talking to her. It had been years since he tried holding a regular conversation with someone that didn't revolve around "what he could do" or "what secrets his DNA held". Granted this still was a far from normal scenario but it felt...nice to just talk to someone about it. And why her all of a sudden? Karma was certainly friendly and attractive but why could Lucas just open up to this one? Perhaps it was a familiar innocence he could sense in her, something tainted by tragedy. It was something about her eyes, something he still couldn't figure out.<br/><br/>"So, there are a few others around here, you can come with us to figure out what's going..." A light caught the corner of Lucas's eye and he glanced over to the source. A man near a tree, soaking up the actual light around him. As strange and almost frightening as it looked, it was actually a relief to see Lucas wasn't the only one who had unnatural "talents". He glanced back at the girl before him and gently touched her shoulder. "Come on, let's see what's going on." Lucas nodded in the direction of the glowing man. The puzzled look on the girls' face made it all click in Lucas's head; she was blind. He had read about blindness in his search for what could possibly be wrong with him. Realizing how much stranger this situation may be to someone who could not see, Lucas found himself instantly hating the world even more for its cruelty, whether it was this world or theirs.<br/><br/>"I'm Lucas. It may not mean much, but you can trust me. I just want to check on one of our group, he seemed injured earlier. He's just over here by a big tree." Lucas gently took her hand and started to guide her but hesitated to wait for her consent. The last thing Lucas wanted to do was yank the poor girl to the ground.<br/><br/>When it seemed she was ready to follow, Lucas made his way to the man of light, proceeding cautiously. Lucas put a hand up to his eyes to try and shield them from the bright light eminating from this newcomer. Lucas tried to think of something to say that might help. And the only thing that came to mind was the one thing Lucas hated hearing the most, "Focus". As much as he hated Dr. Sully, he was right. This group seemed to be consistant with the fact they all had special abilities, and maybe that simple word could help them individually and as a whole. But before Lucas could say anything, the man seemed to get things under control. Seeing it happen was actually uplifting for Lucas. This meant what they could do could be controlled. Now it was just a matter of getting to that point.<br/><br/><br/>***Just North of the plains***<br/><br/>"Time is short and everything is important, nothing can be overlooked." That was practically the only thought looping over and over again in Mordis's head. She tucked her head low and clicked her heals on the sides of the horse. Its six legs pounded hard on the ground but galloped gracefully with speed. Suddenly an extremely bright light emerged from beyond the horizon. In her heart Mordis knew what it was, the Adepts. As she turn back to face her knights, she gave them a silent nod to which they returned in agreement. Their pace quickened and their direction changed towards the light, which now started to dim until it disappeared.<br/><br/>***Back with the group***<br/><br/>Lucas looked on with amazement in his heart, but wore only stern curiosity on his face. The man, dispite his injuries, managed to control his ability and reveal how much of a wreck he really was.<br/><br/>"Well I'm definitely no doctor but i can tell you've had better days, Nicolai. I'm Lucas by the way and this is..." Lucas looked over at the blind girl with a puzzled look on his face. "I'm sorry, I didn't even get your name..."