((Gonna take the roll of the Mage for a second or two!))<br/><br/>The mage laughed, moving his hand forward he starting to chant a spell on the Titan-steel bar. It took a couple of moments, but after so the cuff like ring around her neck made a loud 'click'. (Syramis gets to decide if it comes off or not.) He sighed, now looking towards Martin the fireball still in hand. "You dare dis-respect a marshal? Hm, I should report you to the Gener-" Nixant spoke up, "No!" she yelled smacking at the Mages hand frowning, making the fireball discharge. It hit the ground with a small burst of smoke and he looked oddly at Nixant. "Girl, your father may be the General but you dare touch me?" The Mage raised his hand as if he were about back-hand her. He did so and she hit the ground grabbing at her face, the palm of her hand facing Martin as if she was telling him to just stop. "You're right, I'm sorry for disrespecting you, Marshal." The mages' hand sprung forward, and offered to help Nixant up. She took it, the Mage pulled her up and into his chest. She backed off slowly, nodding at the Mage.<br/><br/>With tears in her eyes, she was obviously squishy. She didn't seem like a corporal. Was she a special task force or something? She rolled her shoulders grabbing at Martins wrist, if successful she'd then drag him off to her quarters inside the keep. Though she had to push Martin into a crook or two every once and while so the higher ranking officers wouldn't see him with her. Finally making way to her room she escorted Martin in, slamming the door shut. She locked it, striding over to her bed she sat down putting a hand on were the Mage had smacked her. She was saddened but looked up at Martin. "Thanks... Again... So your reward, I'll get you a promotion." She nodded, writing something down on a small piece of paper. It was a solid blue piece as was the color of the recommendation sheet, a tear dropped on it and she wiped it off. The mark still there bust she shrugged, pushing it into a small hole in the wall. Also, her quarters were quite large for her rank. As if the size of Jr. Lieutenant.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>