By mid afternoon Jet had gone through a few books and had worked her way to the back of the libary when she found an old book. It was covered in dust and she blew it off and rubbed it until she could see what was on the cover. It was an old script that she couldn't translate. Jet facepalmed when she realized she was holding the book upsidown. She flipped it over and it revealed itself to be in an old Phantasman script that was used in sercet letters between llies of Phantasma.
Well whatver's in here has to be important. She though opening it up.

It was a book on Magical spells, sumonings, Alchemy and charms to help in things. Jet opened up one of her boot heels and pulled out a tiny notebook and a few peices of charcoal. The charcoal came in four different colors, red,blue, black and green. The notebook was probably and inch by two inches. She began to copy down everything of intrest. She filled up the entire notebook, mostly on spells and charms. The last page had a tiny packet of paper that seemed to fit into her juronal. She slipped it all into her boot. The scraps she'd taken had actually had the words TAKE THIS writtten on them. They were actually on how to repair things when spells went wrong.

From there Jet read to book over a few more times, using the charcoal she had smudged onto two of her fingers to doodle out a summoning circle for alchemy.
I'm going to have the scribes copy this when I get back. She though after finishing the book a second time.

Jet had put her notebook away before Kazuko had noticed she'd been reading the book.
"I'm fine." She said, as she stood and put her hands behind her back. She was a little hungery but that was common for her. Next time she was alone she'd have to sneak into the kitchen and grab some seeds to add to her boot heel survival kit.
"Though I'd like to know what happened to my satchel." She referred to the leather bag she'd had apon her capture. That had sopme very important things, well sentimentally important things.
If I can't find that I'm going to get quite the tounge lashing when I get back. She though.

Jet nodded. She was a little dissapointed that she couldn't stay out a little longer. She stepped out and headed back down.
"I wonder how long it's going to take for one of the guys to notice I'm missing. There probably searching the countryside by now though." She muttered to herself as on of the guards by her cell opened thhe door and she stepped inside.
Jet was shackled and she sat down and has a stare off with one of the guards. It was after a few seconds she had to blink and there was a farmilar chuckle. She raised an eyebrow but shook her head.
"No it couldn't be." She wispered.

One of the guards chuckled.
"It is us Jetadia. Seth and..."
"G'lant." The other guard hit the one who'd started speaking in the shoulder. The one who was named G'lant took off his elmet and ruffled his feathered black hair and continued.
"Guess what else we found." He pulled out her satchel and sword from behind him. He put them back behind him and Seth began speaking. He still wore his helmet but Jet could picture his spiked brown hair and hazel eyes glancing back and forth like the always did.
"We're here to spring you. After most of the castel is asleep we'll get out of here. David was a wreck last time we were at camp." Jet nodded, she smiled broadly.
"Good, cause I've got something that might intrest him." She said leaning back and closing her eyes. She was at ease knowing her best friend and tutor were watching over her.

((YAY! Jet's going to escape, or so I'm planning.))

((I sure hope she does. o.0))

As the patch of moon-light Jet used to tell time hit eleven. She took one of the needles out from her boot and tossed it twords the sleeping figures of G'lant and Seth.
"Get up numbskulls." She hissed as the needled rattled Seth's helmet causing im to yawn and blink. He shook G'lant and the two woke up. Seth fumbled for the key to the cell and stepping in then unchained Jet.

They'd planned it all out. Seth wore a cloak due to the fact he wore a cloak to keep him warm. It touched his anckles and Jet was going to hid underneither it till they could get to a window. From their Jet would scale one of the walls and wait in the woods and meet the two at the ring of dead pine trees a mile north of the castel.

It worked up to the point where they ran into another guard. The man had his suspicions but they cordinated it well enough that he didn't catch a glimpse of Jet. It was at one of the windows after they were sure the coast was clear that Jet stepped out from underneither Seth's cloak.

G'lant and Seth let go before nodding to her before heading back to the dungeon.
"I'll see you two soon. Don't draw to much attention to yourselves." She said as they walked. She chuckled and wondered what weird artifacts they were going to have next time they met up.

Jet gripped the vines that grew on the wall firmly and tugged to see if they'd fall. They didn't and she stepped off the windowcill and began climbing. She passed a window and froze. Her head poked over and she watched the all to farmilar form of Kazuko. She clung there and waited for a few minutes after she was sure he was sleeping and his breathing had fallen into a rythem she set her feet down inside and let her eyes become acustom to the moonlight.
She took notice of the fact he was clutching a book and took a few steps closer. She took one of his books from his studies and slipped it into the position of the photo album. She flipped through it nd chuckled.
He was so cuite. She though looking at the pictures of the pudgey cheeked lad the now was sleeping mabye five feet away. She found this very amuzing. She put the album in her satchel and shook away the idea of whistling in Kazuko's ear.
"Wonder if he's got anymore." She wispered to herself but decided against it. She drew her sword and set the blade on his neck. The weight cut his throat just enough to draw a few drops of blood.
"Now were even, sort of." She said as she shethered the sword and grabbed the vines again. She decended to the top of the walls. She stood on top of the brick and looked around.
"Well, it's off the meeting point wih the guys. Hopefull we can get out of the blasted country alive." She said to herself with a light smile. She glanced around and found what she was looking for. She sttok a tiny step forward to the edge of the wall and jumped the the nearest tree.
She hadn't expected to land on the upper branches where she'd aimed. She clutched the branch with her feet dangling below her before she dropped three feet to the bottom of the tree. She cursed as she crouched. She clutched and anckel and sat down before removing her boot and sock. She looked at the bloodied and shattered anckel. She grabbed a stick tht had fallen with her and pulled out her throwing needles and stuck the needles in the stick ofr some extra support before tearing her tunic multipal times and wrapping the stick to her leg. She placed her sock back on and stood with her weight on her unshattered anckel.
"Now I really need to get to SilverGates." She said with a light chuckel as she picked up her boot and began hopping north.

((She does! But I couldn't have her do it without an injury.))

The moment Jet heard the guards voices behind her she ran faster. The looming branches gave her insperation for an escape. She turned sharply out of the guard's vision and threw her hands up, the steel gauntlets catching on a branch. Her momentum flung her up and onto th branch. She froze and held her hair behind her with one hand as she watched the men run past below her.
A moment or two later they knew she wasn't ahead and Jet took a sew pabbles that had stuck to her sock and threw them to her left. As some of the guards went to investigate Jet snuck to the other side of the tree and stuck a few leaves into her hair for a little camoflauge. She knew it wasn't much help but it wouldn't hurt to try.
Changing her position she felt a sharp pain in her anckel and sat back against the trunk of the tree before rubbing the splinted anckel with her finger tips.
Looking up through the tree to a patch of stars she sighed and listened to the guards running around like idiots below her.
"What I'd kill for one of G'lant's cinnimon rolls right now."
She had failed to notice a rusteling of leaves behind her. A light blue glove covered her mouth and a light wisper hit her ear.
"How bout you listen to your own words Jet?" She relaxed seeing the childish grin on G'lant's face. Seth seemed to appear out of nowhere next to her. He took her anckel and began to properly splint it. Jet sniffed the air and felt her mouth water, she looked at G'lant who wall pulling out a dark brown cloth and unwrapped it to reveal three cinnimon rolls and a bunch of dried fruit and seed.
"You really know what to bring with you on an adventure don't you?" Seth commented, he was glaring at G'lant. Who was passing Jet a cinnimon roll. She happily accepted and downed the sweet treat in moments.