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 Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:14 am
Of course. Just leave it to me.... *He leans back towards where the pillows were and placed his finger tips slightly below the adam's apple of her neck. This time his healing was directed at her neck and shoulder injuries as well as the surrounding area. She was already in enough trauma in her head, relieving the neck area could help make it feel more alleviated*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:29 am
*Mastema would be able to feel the steady beat of Nana's heart through what ever veins were near his finger tips. Also Nana's adam's apple moved with her intake of breath, it made for a strange feeling from either side. Nana tried to focus her abilities towards at the very least the back of her head. It seemed very sore, like it had been struck. With both Mastema and Nana's combined healing efforts, it would speed her recovery greatly, possibly to the point where she could be up and about the next day*
~.~
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:32 am
*mastema works silently as he finishes what he can on her neck, then focusing his powers on her torso, as to relieve any pain it may have brought to breath*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:40 am
*Both of Nana's arms are crossed over her front, with her hands on either side of her arms. Sort of the thing you'd do if you were cold and grabbed at your arms trying to keep your core warm. This wasn't the case, but it was how it appered. Ocassionally Nana's fingertips press into either side of her arms. Just under the ribcage seemed to be the worst on the torso, protecting the lungs and heart; and a fine job they did*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:42 am
Are you too cold or warm? *He asks plainly while continuing slowly to heal down her back, front, and sides*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:49 am
*Nana shakes her head lightly*
No.... I'm fine.
*What ever Mastema was doing, hits a nerve ending and causes Nana to suck in her belly. Perhaps he'd made her ticklish*
><;
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:51 am
Hmm? My apologies.... I will try to be more careful. *He moves his hand down to her upper legs to heal any injuries there*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 1:58 am
*Nana twitches lightly again*
>//<;
...quite alright.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:01 am
*Mastema chuckled quietly, understanding she was probably embarrassed to an extent about his hand placement* I would suggest you not try moving before morning. Even if I am successful it may take time for the pain to fully vanish
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:04 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:08 am
*He removes his hands and looks to Nana* I believe that is just about all I can do as of now. Is there anywhere else you would like healed, or shall I get you some food now?
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:13 am
*Nana's stomach almost seems to growl in response to Mastema's questioning*
sweatdrop .....I think that's a vote for a late night meal.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:14 am
*nods* Very well.... I will return soon. *He gets up off the bed and just fades away, leaving Nana alone in their room*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:24 am
*Nana still seemed light headed, and probably would for a while yet. Nana leans over a bit to look at the clattered mess that were her robes, on the left side of the bed. They where dirty in spots. Just what had she been doing... tripping repeatedly?*
--.o;
...goodness.
*Nana hadn't spotted the tare at the neck, as it was covered by the bulk of the robes. The darn thing would just need washing, but what would she wear in the meantime?*
v.v;
*huff*
*Thanks to Mastema the marks on her neck were gone, and so was the bruise that had started to appear on her collar bone. Nana continues to try healing the pain at the back of her head*
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2005 2:39 am
*Mastema reappears a few minutes later with a small tray and a few things on it. There was a glass of water, some bread, a few bread toppings with which to make a simple sandwich, and a couple fruits. Mastema wasn't sure what Nana liked, so this was the best he could do. He sets the tray down beside her on the flat part of the bed and then looks up* I hope this will suffice
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