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 Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 10:47 pm
Hmm..... If you wish, I could try using telepathy to ease your sensation of pain. It is by no means a healing, but you will be relieved of most if not all of what ails you.
Slayer: *he book marks his place and turns to Tyr with a pleasant grin, if there was such a thing* Not at all, Sir Himura. What can I do for you? *The cape upon which Slayer floated was certainly an oddity. It was levitating off the ground and swaying lightly as it supported Slayer like a chair* Please, have a seat. *He indicates any of the several pieces of furniture in the cozy room*
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 10:54 pm
@.@
It might help enough so I can heal myself. In which case, I'm all for it right now.
>.<
Almost anything to stop this...
*A sudden groan from Nana's stomach is heard*
~_~;
...great, and now that too ontop of everything else. This isn't my day is it?
*Nana notices the darkness outside, she'd been asleep most of the day*
~.~;
...correction, this isn't my evening.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 10:55 pm
::He nods respectfully, and tosses his own cloak aside so that it flows out of his way so that he may sit down. He looks around the room for a moment noting the casual fashion in which it was organized. Not at all like a vampires Lair.::
Well Slayer its not that I want you to do anything for me... I merely wished to thank you for whatever aid you might have rendered to me yesterday. I am certain my wounds could not have healed this fast on their own.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 10:59 pm
*Mastema nods* Very well. I shall bring you some dinner later. For now, just try to relax as much as possible. *probably easier said than done. Mastema closes his eyes and starts to focus his telepathy on Nana. Nana should get the somewhat familiar feeling of Mastema's telepathy, as it seems to try and "massage" her throbbing head. Slowly, the sense of pain in the rest of her body would feel lesser as well. Overall, it would feel like she was a little lighter*
Slayer: *He nods* Of course. All I did was feed you some of my vampiric blood. After that I believe your blade took over. He is a most interesting conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:01 pm
::He scratched his head lightly. It had not been some time since he sword has as much to say as it did recently. However he figured Slayer's blood must have revived some of the blade's spirit. He nodded lightly, and smiled::
I thought I told that blade not to use telepathy to communicate with others... it never was very good at following orders...
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:12 pm
--.--
All right.
*Nana closes her eyes and huffs lightly. Indeed Nana reccognized the feeling of Mastema's brand of telepathy, to a point at least. It had been a while, since he had last used it on her in any fashion. Nana's eyelids twitch a little. She turns her head a little and tries to concentrait. This would only be a temporary fix until Nana could heal herself completely. Nana also tries to stave off the feeling of hunger she felt suddenly; what an annoyance. Aside from her headache, Nana still felt a little light headed. Sort of like how one would feel after donating blood at a bloodbank or redcross, only minus the cookie and juice*
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:16 pm
*Mastema continues to try and alleviate Nana's senses of pain. More than anything the was trying to make her head feel better from the migraine*
Slayer: So I see. Indeed... he spoke of mustering enough strength to oppose heaven and its head..... rather ambitious is it not?
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:23 pm
*The migraine was a strange one though, the source of it was no to be found in Nana's mind. So... where? There was a strange itch on Nana's neck, so she focused healing there first. Pain was one thing, but an unrelenting itchy neck was another*
--_--
>_<
--_--;
>_<;
--_--
. . .
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 11:33 pm
::He laughed a bit at Slayer, and nodded to him::
I guess you could say that... but it is brave is it not? The sword always has a plan on how to strike at the heavens, and for the most part well thought out. The problem is completing the plans... so far we have failed together 4 times.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:00 am
Hmm... appears that my telepathy will not be as alleviating as I would have hoped. *He turns his attention to her physical injuries and pains, trying to soothe them instead*
Slayer: *He laughs heartily* persistent and ambitious. Oh you can go far on such things. Perhaps your blade should share his stories with Lord Mastema, I believe he would be quite interested
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:12 am
--.--;
Poot. Then I'll just suffer through this until it ends. I have no other choice.
*Mastema was having far more luck with the physical injuries then those in her mind. It was within Mastema's power to completely heal her. Nana remembered her once paper-cut finger from not so long ago in the old fallen church. Mastema had healed that with little trouble. Then again, maybe it was to far beyond his abilities; Nana would have to rely on herself. The itching on her neck decreases, as the light puncture marks start to fade a little. Still it would take time for them to disappear completely. Nana focuses on her right ankle suddenly, as a shot of pain makes it past Mastema's efforts. She must have twisted it sometime, durring this supposed outting she couldn't at all recall*
>_<
Ow.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:35 am
So it seems. Tell me, where are the worse injuries? I will try to heal them individually. Hmm? *He turns to her ankle*... I see... *He leans over and puts his hand on her ankle, somewhat lightly. His healing ability starts to get to work on her ankle*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:48 am
*Again Nana winces slightly at the touch of Mastema's hand, but it becomes less of a pain literaly once her ankle stops shooting pain signals to her brain*
~.~
That's one down... about 100 more to go.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 12:53 am
*He chuckled a little* I see. Which wounds hurt the most? I will take care of them and then fetch you something to eat.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:03 am
~.~
I think I hurt evenly all over... save for this blasted head pain. So take your pick. Nnn... thank you.
*For the most part all of her injuries seemed external. After Mastema left, she'd continue to try and heal herself despite the throbing headache. What more could she do? At the very least she'd try to help herself. No need to keep her suffering prolonged all night and into the next day*
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