Ibix moans slightly as the hot yet cool salve is applied, slowly regaining her senses at the soothing massage.  After several minutes, she seems to be fully awake if not particularly energetic anymore.<br/><br/>"Mmmm, guess I overdid it...  I forgot how much of the pressure of hits my armor absorbs.  Guess I need more training, both in and out of armor.  Ooooh, that spot right there, that feels really good..."<br/><br/>Ibix groans in relief as Ollap massages a particularly tender muscle, apparently unconcerned with her state of dress or the fact that she lost the match.  After all, one thing her mother and her teachers at the cloister agreed on, you can often learn much more from a loss than from a win.  Besides, the massage feels WAY too good to complain.