8/1/2011 08:02 PM Image:Doac jpg.JPG This day found the Monastery as peaceful as it ever was. The trainees and monks wandered - it was a day of rest, and this day found Protofire enjoying it himself. The overhead sky was a dark purple from the distant force field-dome that protected the city. He sighed, and unfolded his arms to clasp them behind his back, under his wings as he stopped, peering curiously into an occupied grotto. First Aid follows the tall guardian femme into the monastery, looking curiously around the grounds as they walk. "Hello Protofire," He says politely. "Thank you, Murusa."