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 Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2010 6:50 pm
Kaale just watched them intently, logging everything to his memory. He was both startled, and fascinated by the events.
Raistlin watched her with an unreadable expression on his face, as she both spoke and then drank the mixture. He wondered what kind of place she came from, and what she was capable of. She had fear, yet not of him. Not that he wanted her to be afraid of him, he was just amazed she willingly accepted a random mixture as a healing elixir, when he could have easily drugged her. Part of him was glad she had met Kaale upon first arrival, he flinched at the thought of what would happen if it were a nightmare, or even one of the more sadistic 'normals'. There really should be some sort of greeting program for new arrivals from a 'Before'.
Realizing his mind was wandering he focused back upon the female. She appeared much more relaxed and less irritated by her injuries. He nodded at her and approached her, shuffling over. The Mage kitsu smelt of herbs and various oils, all which were rather pleasant, he generally kept his more repugnant ingredients tightly sealed.
His intense golden, eyes bore into her, his cursed hourglass shaped pupils witnessed what time would do to her. He was thankful the kitsu were like elves, in the sense they could live forever, should they have the intelligence and skill to accomplish it. But he could still see what would fade from them with time. Hope, love, youthful spirit, innocence. They could still die. And he was lucky enough to see it. In his sight, her clothes withered and fell to pieces around her, which helped him see her injuries clearly, without actually having to have her remove her clothes. Less awkward that way.
"I will be as gentle as I can, but I do have to touch you." it was a simple statement. And with his warning out of the way, he gently put his fingers on her shoulder, and closed his cursed eyes. "elem shardish, tsaran jistrah" he mumbled under his breath. In his minds eye, her exact injuries became clear, as though he were x-raying her. Just with magic. He flinched, but they were nothing new to him. As a former battle Mage, he had to heal worse. He opened his eyes and reached for the salve he had made earlier, and gently applied it just above where her broken collarbone was. It would have a tingling effect, as it seeped into her skin. "this may be.....uncomfortable" he warned. It was his experience that everyone experienced a magically reset bone differently. He put one hand above the break, and one hand below it, applying gentle pressure from his delicate fingertips. He closed his eyes again, and concentrated, if he did it wrong, the results could be disastrous and leave her unable to move it at all. Luckily, he never did anything wrong. "omus sharpuk derli, kalis-an budrunin kara-emarath" his voice rose as he neared the end of his chant, and as he practically shouted the last word, there was a loud crack that emitted from him. He pushed his hands together and there was another, softer crack and the broken bones met. It was a perfect set. Between the elixir and the salve he gave her, there would be no pain, but it would likely be a rather uncomfortable and unusual experience for the female. Having set the bone he sat back and watched her, to make sure it worked. He felt it in his skill and in his power that it had.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 7:08 am
Woe betide anyone with unfriendly intentions that might have approached her, particularly in this sort of state. And truth be told if it had been a focused tranquilizer instead of a painkiller Vic's body would have reacted in a much different fashion. Those always started triggering her body's defense mechanisms, which usually meant she lost control and people wound up dead... It wouldn't have been the most pleasant start to her forced stay here, but it hadn't happened so it was neither here nor there. The basic point was that if anyone had tried anything... they would have gotten a lot more than they bargained for.
It was also good he didn't have to ask her to remove her clothing... more for the sake of her injuries, but she would also have been reluctant. She would have done it... but not happily. "Hah... gentle would be a nice change right now..." Even if he had to get rough it was no skin off her back. Or... fur, now. Not like she wasn't used to being manhandled...
Actually having the bone set... watching, listening, feeling; it was probably one of the most bizarre experiences of her life. Probably because she was used to the purely manual sort of medical treatment, but... it was just odd. That was all there was to it. Her expression settled into a mix of confusion, curiosity, and discomfort... though the levels of any given one fluctuated wildly, and rapidly. Finally she straightened her face and gave the injury a very careful flex to test it herself. "Well." Vic's head drifted to the ground rather tiredly. "Think I'll give that a couple of hours before I try to move... if that's all the same to you?" That last was directed at Kaale.
"Also... um... thanks." This was directed at both of them. It was fairly obvious by the awkward way the statement came out that it wasn't something she said very often.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 9:49 am
Raistlin gave a subtle inclination of his head, a soft nod. He handed her the small vial of concentrated mixture "this is a concentrated dose of what I gave you, should the concussion give you more trouble, or you become injured again, this will mask the pain." he simply explained.
He went about gathering his things, and sprinkled dirt upon the fire, extinguishing it. To her clearly awkward thanks, he bowed, gripping the Staff of Magius tightly. The exerted energy had weakened him. He wasn't accustomed to battle maging anymore, it infuriated him that he had gotten rusty, and that he had allowed himself to get rusty.
"I'm not that cold as to leave someone to suffer" he replied with a sly grin. "if you will excuse me, I have a student to return to, and I must recuperate." he said with another bow as he began to make his leave.
Kaale bowed his head at the tired female. "W-would you...l-like me to..leave? I-if you would...prefer...to be...alone.." he didn't know whether she would want to recover alone. He shifted uncomfortably, but watched her with his own glowing eyes, his shadow parts swaying and seeming to struggle against the wind to stay in shape.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2010 11:35 am
"Hm... see you, if I see you, then." She had no idea if she would encounter the mage again, but there was always a chance, right? She tucked the vial under her chin, deciding she'd stash it with her meds when she felt it was safe to move again. "If we do bump into each other again hopefully it won't be because I got myself thrashed. Again."
A quiet moment ensued in which Vic almost dozed off before Kaale's voice came again. "Hmm... leave? Up to you. Your spot, I just happened to pass out in it. Just... don't get too close if I doze off. I have unpleasant reflexes when I get surprised awake."
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 3:50 pm
Kaale inclined his head to Raistlin, as the Mage left them alone, then turned his glowing gaze to the female, he shifted uncomfortably, unsure what to do. "I...I-I will remain...if it's a-all the same to you...." he said softly. It didn't feel right to leave her alone just yet. But he dared not say so. He cantered his head to the side "a-re...you hungry? I c-can find berries...or meat if you would like.." he offered, not sure when she ate last, or even what she ate.
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