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 Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 7:50 am
She swore that there was some of that plant around here. So why couldn't she find it? Arima pursed her lips as she continued digging around the sands until the cursing gained her attention. "Oh for On'nos' sake." Whispered Arima under her breath. What fortunes had she been given to be blessed with meeting this stranger?
Though admittedly it was a little rewarding to see that he had been had by a plant, "I thought you heard me?" Quipped Arima before brushing sand away from her clothing, "I guess you found it at least." Walking over the pale Matori held out her hand, "Let me see the damage." Good thing she was a healer else at this rate the other Matori would be falling a part! Or...cut apart...still the same thing since he'd be losing pieces of himself everywhere!
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 7:58 am
"Just because I heard you didn't mean I was listening." It was a skill he had picked up years ago. With his mother blathering in one ear and the masters in the other it was so easy just to fake it. At the very least Sajahka didn't make much noise, though the circumstances surrounding that...Well, he was the only one Nyko wished could talk more.
He rolled his eyes and held his hand out with a little pout. There wasn't much damage to be had; beyond his hand looking like the start of a pin cushion Nyko was fine. His pride more than anything else was bruised. After a day like this would he ever get it back?
A silly question, but something to contemplate.
"What are these, anyway? I'm guessing they're some kind of healing...thing, but what do they do?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2016 8:06 am
Arima sighed. What was the point of having ears when one wasn't going to use them - properly at least. "They're for making ointment that soothes the skin. If you crack them open they ooze a sticky sap that can be made into a paste or just used as a liquid." She offered a small smile, "Ironic considering the pain that they can make on their own." Still, the girl did rummage around in her satchel once more. It wasn't like she had never done this before - not that she would admit that to him! Still, it made her even more prepared...just in case she did such a trick again to herself.
Digging out a small jar of a paste with a rather sour odor, Arima gently watched as it slowly dripped onto Nyko's hand. "I have bandages here so once that sinks into the skin place the bandage on top and pull. It should stick the needles to the bandage." Of course it would also sting at first, but he would live.
Pressing the bandages into his free hand Arima turned towards where he had been, "I'm going to finish gathering this so that we can leave soon." Time was of the essence and taking care of the other Matori was definitely burning through a lot of it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2016 8:43 am
Sabra Knight We can wrap it up with your next post or keep going; either way Nyko's covered c:
The horrid odor had Nyko curling his nose and trying not to gag. "Y-yeah, alright." He tried as hard as he could to breath only through his mouth, but now that he knew that stuff was on his skin...Eww! There was no real wait time for him; he barely allowed it to stay on his skin long enough to put the bandages on top and Nyko was pressing them down with a mad sort of fervor. It stung, but the better the adhesive grip, the more would come out and he didn't want to go through this again. With a sharp tug he pulled them out - and not without a yelp!
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2016 9:10 am
Painted Moose X3 Sounds good to me coach!
While her back was to the boy, Arima could only shake her head at the sounds of his yelps. You would think he was getting amputated. She quipped silently before glancing back over with a faint grin. Since it wasn't anything serious the girl was finding it slightly amusing to watch his torment. She'd made the same mistake herself before with plenty of her own yelps after all. Now she knew better. And ever so carefully though she was picking at the plants herself before wrapping them in a rough cloth and throwing them into her basket.
After tucking those away, Arima headed towards Nyko. "How's your hand? I'm hoping most of the needles came out." That much was sincere - she truly hoped that he was feeling alright. "I got the plants I needed so unless you need more help on your hand I suppose...well I suppose that's that." She offered him a small smile before holding up the prize he so wanted, "Though I probably wouldn't recommend wearing it on that hand currently~" Arima chuckled quietly, "Might sting too much."
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