Avi grimaced slightly as she stood up and nodded.
She clenched her right hand in a fist, seeing the black mark appear. She sense an object in her mind...and with a slight push...
Her midnight black Scythe fell into her hand. It was long; taller than she was. The main leingth of it seemed simple at first, but was carved with an intricate design on closer glance.
The head of the Scythe took a curious shape. The main blade was a smooth crescent, with the edge facing outwards, and with a sharp point on both ends. Below that, there was another crescent, smaller, and then a starburst shape where the shaft of the Scythe met the head.
It...almost looked like the larger crescent was the shape of Ter'amavi, and the smaller one the shape of Lev'amavi...her homeworld. She nearly teared up, but then shoved down the emotion. It wouldn't do to break down in front of these people, even a little. And even if they were her friends.
She smiled contentedly, then dismissed the Scythe. It already felt like a friend. A dangerous friend, to be sure, one that begged you not to use it. But even so. It's weight at the back of her mind was a comfort.
She followed Kaeni out of the infirmary, hoping she wasn't going to get yelled at by some medic.