What Is Home?|Sensatiamens, Sensatia

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria gazed at the imposing walls of Sensatia with something that appeared to be either interest, awe, or fright.

"That's a city?" she asked. The farms they'd passed on the way here had been quaint and picturesque. The defenses of Sensatia seemed out of place, almost.

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Isadore honestly hasn't seen this place himself, it was quite a sight to behold. He has no idea how he got the resources to put it together, even with international help.

"Well, even before this was here the minds were quite elusive eh? I just wonder how someone gets into a place like this. Do I... knock?"

He continues to look for the way the minds prefer they enter as they make the approach. After such a long journey he would hate for it to end by breaking some rule he didn't even know existed.

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria glanced at Isadore and gave a small half shrug. She had no idea either, though a bit of searching made her pause and point to a large structure. "What about that?" she asked, gesturing to the giant bell-gong and the handle that was chained to its support beams.

[sparepart11]

Isadore thought that the gong was a better option then standing out here looking stupid. He grabbed onto the handle and gave it a single yank, a decent guard should only need one ring. Plus, waking anyone inside that might just be taking a nap would be awfully rude.

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria gave a high pitched squeal of fright at the noise, jumping. She covered her ears and whimpered as a Mind touched both of them softly.

~State your purpose for visiting~ the Mind guard informed them. ~Form the answer in your thoughts, please.~

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Isadore moved to put a comforting hand on Alexandria's shoulder when she jumped. He was hoping a bunch of psychics would have a quieter way of doing this.

~Oh, I've never done- oh wait... They can probably. Sorry, um... we are on a mission from Acoia. The young lady needs help with her head that only you people can do. I'm her bodyguard.~

He was trying hard to stop his thoughts from wandering, trying to keep his mind clear was difficult. He has never been one for this zen meditation stuff.

[Kender Bard]

~Interesting. Very well.~ The Mind teleported down before them, making Alexandria jump again.

He did start to comment on the fact that Alexandria was a Mind, so why hadn't she just spoken to them and teleported? But then maybe that was what was wrong with her.

He teleported them both inside the city in an eyeblink. "There we are. Just follow this road straight until you come to the central crossroad. From there, head down the western road and it will take you straight to the mind healers."

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Isadore moved to place a hand softly on Alexandria's shoulder. He notices his patience suddenly seems infinite now that they are so near their destination.

"Take your time, we finally have a chance to relax a bit."

As soon as she is ready, Izzy was willing to take her to where the mind guide told them to go. He had to admit, the city felt exceptionally strange to be in, nearly the same feeling that he had standing outside of it.

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria seemed to hunch her shoulders, looking all around. "I don't know what to make of it," she whispered. She took his hand, managing not to cling to his arm again. "I just... Take me to the healers. I'm tired. I'm ready to die."

[sparepart11]

Isadore clasped her hand lightly when he felt her grab on to it. He was ready for her to cling again, if he were in her position he might have done it himself. Perhaps the trip steeled her nerves, or maybe it was her lethargy.

"Nobody is going to die under my watch Alexandria. They'll take a look at you, and help you if you want..." he didn't know if he should add that part, but if she really didn't want this now would be the time to talk, "and then you can rest and feel great."

He would have to take that up with the healers as well. Didn't want her walking around as though she were dead. Her musings never really bothered him, it was the mood swings they had to lock down in his opinion.

[Kender Bard]

"I will die and then I'll live again," Alexandria explained as though this were supposed to be a simple concept. "They will kill me and then I'll wake up and it'll be a new life. I'm not sure if this life counts. I think I'm still half-dead. It'll be a good thing to be living again." She sighed and relaxed her grip.

[sparepart11]

That was probably the most bothersome thing she has said this entire trip. However, he really didn't have the mind to debate the finer points of mental realignment. Perhaps a philosopher would have had an easier time transporting this lady.

"If you are ready, let's finish this trip then."

Giving a deep breath he led her in to the location described by the mind that let them into a city. He looks about when he gets there, hoping to find some obvious way to get someones attention. He isn't quite sure what to do about the minds, he finds himself thinking about needing a healer in case someone is reading thoughts nearby.

[Kender Bard]

The Healing House of Minds, actually called the Healorium (and the Mealing House, as a joke, by some, filled with Mealers), was abuzz with activity. People came and went, some obviously arriving for tending--holding their heads in pain or being led by concerned others. Others, moving briskly to and fro, seemed to be the healers of the institution. A young girl paused and glanced at Izzy.

"Can I help you sir?" she asked.

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Izzy seized up for a moment, staring blankly at the woman for a moment after she spoke to him. Now that the moment was here it was almost like he didn't know what exactly to do. This entire city was far too busy for a man like Isadore.

"This young lady... um," he didn't know quite how to phrase his request, Alexandria isn't desperately sick in his opinion, "This young lady is here to receive treatment."

[Kender Bard]

The girl glanced at Alexandria. "All right," she agreed. "Can you please sit over there for now?" she pointed to some wooden benches pressed against the walls. "I'll go find someone to come speak with you shortly."

"My head hurts," Alexandria informed Izzy, laying her head on his shoulder. "My angel spoke with me but he's so far away that I can't speak back."