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((Is that in reference to a particular grouping or to Orion as a whole? Cause Tacitus is a Cleric of Aetas. >.> He hardly ever uses his divine spellcasting, and thus healing, abilities, but he does have them, as well as knowledge of mundane healing methods. He can also channel divine will to produce effects that will ward off undead as per the D&D Cleric ability of Turn Undead, but I don't think I mention that on his bios cause I never do it and don't have a proper holy symbol.))

((That would totally give Tacitus actually something to talk about with someone for once.))

(Wow very slow night. . .<.< >.> ::Hides from Ichi's wrath of anger torwards Tama:: )

Tamashii was still alive, but badly tired and in need of rest. His chest as sliced open, his legs where badly torn, his right arm and shoulder was nothing but a mere mesh of flesh and torn muscle. The right side of his face was literally unrecognizable, only the horns and tail gave any real identification at the injuried man that was somehow still alive, but how?

His heart pounding as it pumped blood through him just to let it seep out the wonds. His eyes closed as the beast grined, he actually grined and laughed as he gurgled his words.

"He turned on me, hired me...and then turned on me...used me to eliminate his enemy and then took out the threat to his power....what a fool...he flanked me...he actually tried to flank me..."

To others Tamashii spoke giberish but to him it made all the sense in the world. Gorgen, a Commander and Leader of the North Special Infantry was under the command of Tamashii, hired Mercenary for the empire in the Gorgalri Realm. The war was a small one but vicious, the Commander hated tama but was forced to take orders from him, so once the battle was over the Commander had dared to try and eliminate Tama who threatened the Commanders Career and rise in the ranks...the commander would never rise from the grave Tama had put him in. It was after that the second Wave of enemy hit, the commander's own greed had costed him his life and the lives of his troopers, 1,000 against 10,000, it was a slaughter. Tama had managed to make it out alive, but just barely. No one from Club Orion could understand, had any of them ever seen thousands of skilled warriors clashing at one another in an onslaught of merciless massarce? No the horrors of what he saw would only be his but his wounds would display what the Great Lord was truely involved in....

<<::gigglesnort:: Yeah 'cause, y'know, Tama's the only guy to have ever been in a war... xD ::lollerskates::>>

<<@Sone: Aww...get some rest, dude... =) >>

"Keep quiet," he commanded, not really listening to the guy anyway. He was sure he wouldn't know who or what actually happened, but then it was his own fault for asking in the first place. Either way he didn't need to go on complaining and wasting energy talking with injuries like this. Rest was needed, and from the looks of it, a few days' worth at least. There was a concern about the blood loss though. Not much in his medical training, which was close to zero anyway, covered such a numerous number of cuts and punctures of the flesh. To make matters worse, he didn't have anything on hand anyway to try to stop the bleeding. Whenever he was injured he would just repair what was destroyed by...

Well it was worth a shot come to think of it. It wouldn't heal the poor devil, but it would at least keep his blood in his veins and arteries and not all over the ground. His right palm planted itself on his chest as if he were about to blow a giant steaming hole right into it, and there it rested for a moment as his arm began to secrete a liquid that looked like drops of hot lead, though it wasn't hot to the touch at all. His command was a silent one that the Mineral obeyed with precision as it bled straight into Tama's body as painless as sweating, though in the reverse process. The metal traveled until it was in his blood stream and raced along to put a temporary patch on every cut or severed vein and artery, or to plug in a whole where needed. Of course it worked, but that alone would still only help so much. Tama would need time to replace all the blood he lost and his body would still need proper nutrition in order to carry out the tedious healing process.

"Just lie there until someone comes to heal you or you start feeling better." He didn't stick around much longer to look after the 'patient' because he was hungry. Without a second thought he had vanished off to his village to get some of his mother's delicious cooking.

((Actually, I didn't know Tacitus could use a healing ability, so it was to Orion as a whole at the time. But good to know that someone else can do it too. x3

*wants to RP*))

((Fine, I will then. xP))

The elevator hummed to life in the silence of the club as it rose up to the top floor to gather up its lone passanger. Jade emerged from the pod a few minutes later, and the smile that was on her face quickly faded as the heavy stench of blood hit her in the face.

Her green eyes widened ans she looked around the room quickly, finding the source lying on the stage. Jade quickly ran over, and recognized for the most part the bloodied form of Tamashi, somehow still alive even with all those wounds.

Without a moments hesitation Jade knelt down next to the devil-man and held out her hands over him, hovering a few inches above his chest and abdomen. Within seconds there was a pale, golden glow spreading from her hands and slowly over Tama. It wasn't so much a healing skill from her as it was her accelerating the wounded's own healing ability to a rapid speed. Normally, with someone as wounded as Tama was, it would drain Jade of her energy rather quickly, leaving her weak. But she was still in her transformed SSJ state, and was not only able to heal Tama efficently, but still have energy to spare.

She worked in silence for a few minutes, wondering what in the hell had happened to him to leave the man like this.