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 Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 12:47 am
There was a great sigh of relief. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," He said as he smiled and picked up his mug of tea.
Told ye I'd be back for you! He held the bottom of of the mug in order to heat it evenly in the palm of his hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 12:50 am
Nyl looked mildly surprised. "You didn't think I'd just forget about it, did you?" She studied her own mug of tea before deciding to come back for it later.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 12:53 am
He shook his head. "Not at all. I'm just glad I don't have to act tough any longer! sweatdrop " He held his hand out for her to see. His middle and ring fingers were curled limply, useless.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 12:56 am
"You never did have to. That was your silly ego. Inside." Nyl nudged the door open with her foot, walking inside and setting her furball down on one of the couches. She sat beside it, still stroking it lightly. A fox's face was now visible among the fur, black eyes studying the room.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 12:59 am
He followed her in and sat on the coffee table infront of her. It suddenly became evident that the creature was a fox. But a white-furred fox in the middle of summer?
Curious..
The glove on his hand had managed to soak a lot of blood up, but now the black fibers were tinted very dark red. There was now a trail of blood from the forest to the dojo.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:02 am
Nyl's face was very carefully expressionless. "You have to take your glove off." And you'd better be happy I can clean that with ijutsu, too.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:06 am
He obeyed, first removing the bracelet on his arm then pulling the glove off in one swift stroke. He held his breath, but was surprised at how little it hurt. He released his breath, careful not to hold his hand over any furniture.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:10 am
She took hold of his wrist with one hand. "Relax your hand, and don't let it get tense. ...I'll tell you right now that this might start to hurt." She gave him a half-smile. "But it won't be nearly as bad as it was getting it."
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:13 am
He nodded and held his breath. Two of his fingers were already as relaxed as they'd ever been. He focused on doing the same with the others. "Thanks for the warning," he said, his lungs still full of air. He closed his eyes, ready.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:20 am
Nyl held her other hand over the hole in Seph's and closed her eyes, too. Ijutsu glowed brightly around both of their hands, increasing in intensity as Nyl frowned slightly in concentration.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:25 am
Seph's lungs prodded him for oxygen, so to satisfy them, he exhaled slowly. Carefully. He took another calm, deep breath, peeking out of one eye to look at his hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:27 am
The light started to fade. When it was completely gone, Nyl let go of Seph's wrist, opening her own eyes. "Well?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:31 am
He released the breath he was holding and smiled at her. "Good as new!" He wiggled his fingers and picked up his glove once again, looking through the small hole. "Hm. I wonder where my sewing kit is.." He shrugged and looked at the small fox, waving at his with his new, not-so-bloody, left hand.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:35 am
The fox blinked at him, but didn't shrink away from his wave.
"Good." Nyl smirked. "You were holding your breath. It wasn't that bad, was it?"
She glanced down at her own right arm, crossed and circled with thin, deep gashes. Her sleeve was shredded, which annoyed her more. That wasn't as easy to fix as Seph's glove.
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2006 1:41 am
He shook his head and smiled. "Not bad at all. It stung, but you were right. It was nothing compared to the initial injury." He looked at her sleeve, pondering for a moment. "If you'll let me see that blouse before you go to bed tonight, I should be able to have it as good as new by tommorrow afternoon... Aren't you going to heal your arm?"
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