This sucks (open)

[Blake Oleander]

Blake was not aware of it, but three days had passed since he and the other outcasts had killed the Elder's and freed Territory 63 from their grasp.  Their lies crumbled and his people free to see the world in a new way.  No longer would parents be forced to kill their children, or would men and women be banished from their home and loved ones because of circumstances thrust upon him. 

When he awoke it was to a dull pain, the medication taking most of the bite from his wounds, and his body was working on repairing his body.  But even his own regeneration was not enough to keep up with the sheer amount and severity of his wounds.  A hand was gone, a leg missing the knee.  And a brother fell in battle.  When he realized where he was, well, it would be worse... 

[Leon]

By his side would be Sai and Diana. He had a private medical room, though it was obviously Cabal. Sai would put a hand on Blake's shoulder as he saw him wake. Sai's own upper body mostly bandages.

"Remain calm and give yourself time."

Dianna would rush out of the room.

[Blake Oleander]

His eyes bulged, he had no words for how it felt to be back here.

"Why..."

Just... why.

[Leon]

Sai would remain silent for a moment.

The Elders final victory so to speak. A majority of the civilians we're in the district that exploded. We were few and mostly injured. Diana said you may not have loyalty to the place, but they might have loyalty for you."

Said would look down.

"Our healers knowledge was not enough to understand how to treat us as we healed the minor things they attempted to fix. Which did more damage than good. Here they understand Qi and we can use them for now."

[Blake Oleander]

He let out a frustrated sigh but would settle into his pillow. His remaining hand clenching. Most of his people were dead. Was it his attack that did it? Should he have drunk all three potions at once and tried to finish it faster? Would that have even worked? He didn't know, he had told them to evacuate but he had apparently not bought enough time for them. Their deaths were on his hands.

"How many of our people remain...?" He asked, with a croaked voice.

[Leon]

Sai would look down at the question and move to answer before Diana strode back in with Leon Sudeki in tow. He was carrying a folder with him and he bowed his head showing respect for the new Elder of 63.

"Elder Oleander, have you been filled in?"

[Blake Oleander]

Elder?

He blinked a few times, glancing over at Sai and then Diana.

"No..."

[Leon]

"My apologies. I was in the next room tending to Brill's needs. I came as soon as Diana said got me, I assumed they would of filled you in."

He would approach pulling up a chair.

"The explosion left quite a hole in your territory. They brought you here to be taken care of medically. Some of your own healers are in with our medical people learning tricks that may prove useful in the future when dealing with Qi users who heal. The population on the most recent count of 63 was 41 people... All fourty one people have chosen you, Blake Oleander as the new Elder of territory 63. We have sent able bodied builders and resources with your people to begin repairs on your Homeland. You are here as a delegate leader of an independent territory."

[Blake Oleander]

His brows furrowed. It was... a lot to take in... Forty-one people. It was hard to imagine so few of them were left. His heart twisted at the thought. And they had chosen him to be their leader. An honor, but one he did not feel he deserved. But it was also one he could not turn down, his people needed him and he could not refuse them.

"Why? What's in it for you?"

[Leon]

Leon's eyes would narrow. Though in Blake's perspective it was likely a fair question.

"Do you mean what do I hope to gain? Cabal doesn't gain anything. 63 is not part of the Accords, so nothing can come of this without declaring intent to expand. Which we do not."

Leon would explain with a shrug.

"Enough people have died, doing what we can to prevent more is my goal."

[Blake Oleander]

"Your goal? Or Cabal's?"

There was a difference.

[Leon]

"To be honest. Cabal's goal was to abandon you like you did us. Politics can be rather petty as you will likely learn."

Leon would shrug.

"So instead I'm likely going to get some desk time as punishment for the veto vote on this one."

[Blake Oleander]

His nostril's flared at that as he pressed his lips together.

"Than I am in your debt Dragon."

[Leon]

Leon would stand up and bow again before speaking.

"You can pay me back with another fight sometime. Till then I'm going to Leave my right hand Chris here with you. He was from 63 too a long time ago. Just tell him if you need me for anything."

He would then go to leave.

[Blake Oleander]

"Any time. Any place Dragon."

He'd smirk, he'd like that. And it felt familiar. It was something to hold on to while he processed what was going on in his world. The world of politics. He didn't know the first thing of politics. Apparently, he would have to learn quickly.