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Yithiron had almost reached the stubborn fruit at the top of the tree, he didn't have to climb so far being so tall, but his height meant that if he fell on his butt as he was oft prone to do then it would hurt that much more. He poked the fruits until a few fell down on the blanket he had laid out. These were not the most tasty of fruit but they were good enough for a snack.

He marched into Yera one of the biggest cities in Tale with his blanket of fruit. They would be his pretense for being around the market..where people had the fattest purses of all. He smirked into the wind that flowed over the Tale with the grace and passion of a lover's hand. He loved that wind, the way it ran its fingers through his shock of hair. Ahh what an absolutely beautiful day, the perfect day for "shopping".

He held his fruit on his back and sidled up to a likely target, a dark skinned leafman with a no nonsense look about him. Yith let the fruit bag brush the other man, using the tactile distraction to shoot a hand out and go for the purse. Sucess, the fat purse settled with a hearty weight in his hand and he tucked it away quick, before calling out to a vendor not far away cliaming the perks of his fresh picked fruit.

He exchanged some of the previously procured fruit for a few different kinds to carry back home. On his way out he sidled up against a lovely ice woman. Unfortunately she was more aware then most and when she felt his hand she wirled and stabed him in the side. Thankfully it only hit muscle but he didn't know that. He grunted and stepped away, she continued on like nothing had happened thinking she might have removed that particular problem for good.

He really needed to practice his arts more. Dad had told him to slouch he should have slouched..too late now.. must get him. He got to the edge of the city then the sight of his own blood got the best of him as shock set it and he crumpled to the ground, a puff of dust announcing his arrival.

Yith rolled his head over after floating back to consciousness at the words. "DEATH COMES FOR ME!" He yelled as loud as he could then he paused. "Oh wait your not the same iceling, nevermind then." He waved an imperially dust covered hand. "But seriously am I dying, does the world spin when you die?"
It was spinning now, and he felt rather sick like when he ate those bronze mushrooms that time. "Don't eat those mushrooms..just don't" He babbled while his lifesblood artfully smeared trickled out. Thankfully the blade had not hit an artery and his muscle just sort of gurgled slowly with blood. not that it could be seen since he was face first in the dirt.

The world seemed to fall out from under him in a lurching motion and the blackness took over again. He floated back to consciousness to a royally roiling stomach.. he wondered if you could heave on the ground or if you needed gravity. He hoped he wasn't about to find out. "Still here?" he asked the ice girl, he didn't know how long he had been out, could be minutes or hours...days...years. Who knew not him. He picked up a red fruit and offered it to his attendee. "Fruit?"

Thorn pinched his thumb and forfinger apart a little bit. "Little bit." He needed a little help yes, maybe a little more then a little. Could he roll over..maybe if he used the otherside as a leaver. He pressed his far hand into the dirt and tensed his leg to create a kind of plainful plank before he made it over onto his back. Well the sky was still blue..no storm clouds to commemorate his passing, how fickle of the weather.

He felt like he had been on water too long dipping and swaying with an unseen swell. Ugh. He wanted to curl into a little ball, except he wasn't little and a ball would hurt.

"Are you a healer?" He rasped. If he was lucky she was, if he was unlucky she was a bread maker or something. He wondered if flour could stop bleeding. Wow, he did not like this unfocused speculation he seemed so prone to right now. "This is what I get for buying fruit, good thing I wasn't trading for cloth today, might have lost something more then my strength.

Thorn made a face when she touched it, compared to the area her hands were chilly. "Not bad? Well thats a relief.' Of course he wasn't about to start dancing for joy no. At least she was amazingly gentle, soft, like flower petals. Hmm. He sighed happily, he felt safe in her hands. Even though he was still prostrate on the dirt. Hopefully not to much dirt had entered the wound he did not fancy a treasure hunt for granules in his own body. Maybe he bled them all out, that was a thought.

He hissed and arched his back when she poured the water over it. "Augh! That burns!" He gingerly relaxed back his side stinging in a most recalcitrant way. So much for feeling safe he though mournfully. "Ooh, sorry, It was just unexpected its as bad as a bee sting, something else I'm not entirely fond of."

Stinging, burning, stinging, burning.

"Very well." He closed his eyes and tried to look calm and serene while he bled. The touch of her hands nearly made his eyes cross under his lids but he strove to prevent it from touching his face. He had worried her with his complaint of the water he would endeavor to do better, since she had been so kind to his poor mangled body.

He could feel the magic start and paused to wonder at it in awe. What a fantastical gift she had, how wonderful to be able to aid healing and knit flesh. Could she reatatch arms or toes too? Well that was a bit gruesome he would leave that thought for a different healer. His breath became a little strained but that was the only outward show of pain. See he could control himself..in the absense of la agua that was. "Thank you, I'm of the opinion I wouldn't have made it home without help." He might not yet depending on how much of his strength the wound had sapped and how much of it was still there after her healing.

He blinked. "Are your crystals purple? Very pretty.' His own crystals were digging into the ground or at least the pointy ones were, he hoped he wouldnt get stuck that would be embarrassing, stuck to the ground with your own crystals, very suave.

"Mmm half wind, I like the wind, but its not the same thing. Oh, oh my name well most people call me Thorn. It suits me no? He nodded at his pointy crystals. "Only my outside is prickly thankfully." He smiled, then blinked. Wow, those were the prettiest green eyes he had ever seen..and he lived in Tale..everyones eyes were green. He sighed and let his head fall back. Warm and fuzzy beat stingy burny every single time. He slowly drifted into a light doze. Kinda there but also kinda asleep.

Her light scent seemed to wrap around him. It was quite pleasant, much better then he was used to. Maybe she bathed in flower water.. and then he was really asleep for a bit.

"Huh what?" He tried to sit up got halfway and sank back down. "Oh yes, that, is everything okay?" His eyes searched the area. Huh, no one around, she was safe, which was good, he didn't think fighting with a big hole was all that smart.

He rolled back onto his belly so he could use his arms to lever himself up, he did it slowly, wondering if she would sit on him to get him to stay still or if she trusted her healing abilities enough to let him move a little. It hurt but it was better and not bleeding, he could wrap it up later. Soon enough he was standing legs braced apart, well she was a bit tiny wasn't she and very cute.

Keep your mind on your legs Thorn make them stay, "And your name is milady?"

She was cute when she blushed...then he realized what he was thinking and he blushed too. Then he noticed she was talking about his wound he looked from her to it. Ungh. This was going to hurt again. He lifted an arm so she could get at it better. "Um sure." Well she had partially patched it already so she might as well finish to her hearts content.

The green stuff smelled attrocious and his nose wrinkled against his own will. But it did help with the pain. Ahh much better. "Does it prevent infection too?"
Yes keep talking don't think about her smearing her perfect, delicate hand across your muscles. He swallowed, "Thank you for your help, it is most appreciated." He patted her shoulder awkwardly but gently trying not to break her or even ruffle anything.

Maybe.. maybe he could keep in touch with this one. He didn't have that many friends and her skills were well developed and well again she was very cute. "I er.. I um ...do you live around here?" Sutle yes, he could be suttle...kinda.