It was a fortunate moment Rafaela had decided to come by and see to Akira, seeing as she heard her voice the second she got to her door. She straightened her dress, as she pushed the door open, and went inside to see to the patient.<br/><br/>“No need to panic. We like the bed as it is, and while your remodelling of it certainly made it more interesting, then we need to keep it for future patients,” she said in a calm voice, as she entered the room properly, closing the door behind her.<br/><br/>She didn’t really know how much Akira could remember, but even if she could remember her from the battle field, then it would probably be pretty difficult to recognise her in that get-up. She was wearing a big yellow gown, which falls in sideways ruffles from her waist. She had tried to tame her hair a bit, but had only managed to get some soft braids into it, to make it look more civilised.<br/><br/>“Now,” she said in a soft voice, as she sat down on the uncomfortable wooden chair next to the bed, not taking her eyes off of Akira. “Do you remember who I am?” She asked, not wanting to pressure the poor girl, she had already been through so much, but she would have to figure out how much Akira knew, and would business she had here.<br/><br/>It had been quite the dramatic trip home for them though.<br/>After Akira had seemed to go out cold, Rafaela had managed to get hold of the city guards, and gotten them to take Hortence to the infirmary; despite their many protests. She had taken it into her own hands to get Akira there as well, despite her own exhaustion.<br/><br/>The drama didn’t end there though. It turned out that Akira’s powers worked, even when she was sedated, and she had started thrashing around, bending every piece of metal around her, making it act crazy. The doctors had to leave, and they didn’t come back before she was fully knocked out.<br/><br/>Needless to say, Rafaela was not the most popular girl around, but she wasn’t that popular before either, so it’s not like she can be brought to care all that much; especially not if it turns out that Akira can help them with their demon problem, so she wouldn’t have to work together with Hortence ever again. Most of all though, she just really wanted to know why, and how, Akira had dumped through that portal, when she was very obviously non-demonic.<br/><br/>For now though, it was all about not stressing out Akira too much, so that she could concentrate on just answering the questions, without fucking with more metal. Rafaela had had some time to study the girl, and she looked quite young, but she carried a ring like herself and Hortence did, and she seemed to know about what they did, so Rafaela could only assume that she was a paladin like them.<br/><br/>What struck her as odd was how freaked out Akira had seemed by the city. She didn’t know if it was just because the strange girl had never seen a big city, or if it was because she came from somewhere different, but she had every intention of finding out.<br/><br/>reference for Rafaela's dress:<br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://images.metmuseum.org/CRDImages/ci/web-large/DT8106.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div>