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 Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 8:57 pm
Unlocking his door he walked in and dropped his jacket on the couch, heading towards the shower in the back room.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 9:01 pm
Kevin undressed in the room, tossing his bag of clothes into a far corner, he stepped into the shower.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 9:09 pm
Finished with his shower he got dressed as best he could. Whereing a biege turtleneck and black dresspants
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 5:32 pm
Nara walks up to the clinic holding her shoulder and chanting a minor spell to restrict blood from leaving the confines of its body. She entered and looked around. "Hello... is anyone here?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 8:16 am
She grits her teeth as her concentration lapses and she loses the chant. Blood spills through her figures and lands on the floor with a soft plip plop. She begins the chant anew and the blood stops flowing. She was tired, so very tired. Great, the last thing she needed was to fall asleep.
She would have to take care of the wound herself. She hated doing this because it really wasn’t that safe and she wasn’t adapt enough in Creation magic to heal herself with a spell yet. Nara sat on the floor crossing her legs so that she sat straight up and took up as little space as possible.
She released some of the minor restrictors and her power flows through the gaps she left. she reached into she shadow realm, that place that shadows the prime material plane and a host of minor and major planes, and pulls out a piece of the realm itself. A small blob of shadow stuff appears in the room before her and she reached out and took a portion of it in her hand. She usually didn’t take from the plane of shadows because she hated the way it felt, always cold, always drained everything, always brought numbness. She would use that numbness today. She places the blob of shadow on the wound making sure to keep it out of direct sunlight. She took her other hand away from the wound and let the shadow take all feeling out of her shoulder. Now she could concentrate on the chant and not losing anymore blood if things went right....
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 5:57 pm
Nara breathes out as the pain fades away into nothingness. That was so much better then having every nerve ending in her shoulder screaming at her. Now. What to do about the wound? Ah, that would do.
While chanting she reached into the chaotic realm of limbo and concentrated on what kind of energy she wanted to bring out. Water and fire. Water and fire.
A small orb of silver begun to spiral into existence behind her as she reached further into her power. The small thing began to grow and envelope small rough edges...
Two other orbs began to form in the room, one orb moving and writhing lucidly and, the other flaring and exuding heat. I allow the flaming orb orbit me while I direct the other one to run through my wound and clean it, the water flows against the edges of the wound and the blue water exits the shadow red. I let the water orbit me as well and bring the fire orb in and around....
The silver orb elongates and thins out. a wave-like serrated edge begins to form and the blade begins to twist into a spiral...
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 6:20 pm
Nara weaves another chant into her original restricting the space for the flesh to part smaller essentially closing the wound. She concentrates on the flames and quickly runs a fine edge of flame and head along the long slash cauterizing the wound, taking care not to scar the flesh around it....
The thin blade begins to rotate slowly, the tip catching a clinic bed and shearing through the sheets and deeply into the cushion with nay a disturbance or sound, only the slightest of tearing could be heard. The sounds much to quiet for a normal human to hear.
Nara dismisses the flames and the bloody water, she then stands and moves over to a window and opens the blinds. The shadow sapping her shoulder of energy and feeling dissipates instantly. She then closed the blinds knowing that there’s undead roaming the school and wouldn’t want them to incinerate upon having to see the doctor.. That would be bad.
She turned to leave and found that there was an eight foot spiraled blade slowly revolving around the room now leaving a deep gash in a wall. "Oh no." her face flushes to a bright red and she quickly strung off three separate spells that locked down her abilities so tight that the force at which the spinning object was thrown back into it's native plane was felt through the room, rocking the beds and rattling loose objects on the counters. She breathes out, grateful that the spinning blade didn’t do more damage. She felt she would have to report this. She left the room in search for the Headmaster’s office.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 7:14 pm
Doc Catherine looked over the doors and then noticed an open one, tossing her suitcases in there two by two and then whipping her tail with a twist of her hips to send the last suitcase in the room. "Oh don't worry. I'll clean up anything that's broken in there..ahhh my arms feel much better now..and," She took hold of Randal's hand, shaking it with too much strength and force for a woman to have, "Thank you very much, Sir Randal for showing me around and if you need anything, just ask. Need a substitute for a class or anything else, I'll be sure to help you out. Now, I will unpack and settle in." She gave him one last smile and poked his top hat as she walked to her room and left the door open, her picking up the first suitcase off the floor and setting it on the bed, unzipping it and unpacking, as she said.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 7:33 pm
Randal nodded. "Of course, I shall leave you to your packing and speak to you tommarow of your pay. My rooms are on the top floor, you will know them when you see them." he said with a smile and inclined his head to her as he walked out of the room, fixing his top hat on the way out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 8:38 pm
Leo followed Randal down the hall hiding behind him. He starred up at the place, it was huge dominating to his eyes.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 8:42 pm
Randal opened the door to the clinic and ushered Leo inside. "Lady Catherine?" he called polietly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:24 pm
Doc Catherine was still unpacking, putting the clothes away in drawers and whatnot until she heard Randal's voice again. She got up and walked out looking around and finding him with a young boy. "Well now, what do we have here?? What's the matter, little one?" Her voice was like that of a caring parent-type of woman..her bending down so she could hear him better and have him trust her a little, hopefully.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:37 pm
Leo flinched back as she bent down alittle to quickly for his comfort. He moved to hid behind Randal, blue eyes peering at her. As he peered at her the burnt side of his face was evident, his eyes were haunted, fearful. He felt like he might be able to trust her, she seemed nice enough, but he wasn't certain.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:40 pm
Randal looked back at Leo. "Sorry dear, this is Leo, he is a little shy. Do you mind if I speak to you for a moment?" he asked and turned to urge Leo to sit down. "Stay here for a moment love."
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 9:52 pm
As soon as she saw why he was probably here, the burns, she stood up straight slowly and walked with Randal as he said. She was ready to scream and ask who did that to him, but she stayed calm. "Who did that to that child?.."
She couldn't wait for Randal's words, she was already steaming because of a softspot for little ones..
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