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 Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2020 6:44 pm
"Good. Try to stay awake a little longer." It might be too much ask, but Finn's condition made sleeping seem a little risky in Tac's eyes... How often had the boy been knocked unconscious from the injuries of these fights? ..Or from anything, frankly!
With the major injuries settled, his magic went into a more generalized touch. Getting healing through that whole body would have been exhausting! As it was, he looked up at the question from behind and snorted. "Would I still be working on a dead body? Anyway, good timing. I will need someone to carry this man to wherever he can rest for the night. I'll finish there so I won't have to disturb you to move him later, and then resume working on the others."
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2020 2:47 pm
[9/10]
Finn weakly nodded his head, not trusting himself to do much else. His body didn't burn like it had earlier, but that didn't mean his stamina had returned. There was just too little fight left in the yaeli to keep his eyes open. Despite the pull he remained conscious, albeit loosely.
The Oban motioned to the burly man on his right, and the fighter stepped forward. When he got to Finn's side his touch was anything, but gentle. Still, tried not to jostle the 'patient' too badly, and instead settled on lifting Finn over his shoulder like a sack of wheat. The yaeli opened his eyes with a grunt, shifting as much as he could to get comfortable after his torso made contact with that rock hard shoulder.
Before they left Finn raised up just enough so that when he spoke he could look at Tac. "Don't come; I can't pay you, anyway."
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2020 8:51 pm
The rough handling made Tac wince a little. "His bones are healed, but still needs a little time to finish healing," he huffed to the burly grunt. Standing upright, he brushed at the dirt on the knees of his pants. There would be more fighters to get to. Brow knitting at the weak voice, he turned to meet Finn's exhausted gaze. "It is simply the finishing touches to make sure you rest properly and can wake up in the morning to fight another day. There is nothing to be concerned about."
He turned his attention to the lead Oban and gave a nod. "As soon as we have him settled, I will be ready for the next patient."
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2020 4:19 pm
[10/10]
Finishing touches. Finn furrowed his brow, but ultimately slumped back down against the Oban's shoulder. He wasn't in any position to turn away potential help, no matter who was offering it, so what was he to do? Especially when it was free.
"Where am I taking you, kid?"
"Behind the cobblers."
"That's an alley."
Finn just grunted in affirmation. It wasn't as if he had the coin to pay for lodging and 'generous' folk were hard to come by. Most wanted something from him in exchange for a warm bed that he simply wasn't willing to give. Not again, anyway. He had everything he needed there, anyway; a little roof to beat back the sun, a pot to catch the sparse rains, and privacy.
"Alright, well then," The announcer took a deep breath as if he was trying to change the subject. "We can give you directions later if you'd like, Tacrith, and I'm sure since he'll be fine overnight that you wouldn't mind tending to the rest of our combatants?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2020 4:24 pm
Now he was going to be treating in an alley? How utterly unhygienic.... Finn really was in quite the desperate position. It was a testament to his fortitude that the boy hadn't given up!
Tac gave the announcer a nod and turned back to his bag to put the cooling ointment away for later. He wasn't consciously aware of what he was doing. Anyone else would have gotten that basic treatment and sent on along. With Finn though, something hidden within told him he needed to make certain that the boy would be able to wake in the morning. He told himself it was just a healer's duty. Nothing more, certainly.
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