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 Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 7:31 pm
"Yeah...with what happened Illy would spaz and probably attempt to disarm you literally or ask you why you are here and if you are bait for dinner." Jysayne said straight lace, the sarcasm in his eyes and since he was on the roof, glorious glorious roof, Ryn couldn't see it. Wasn't that just evil? "Unless this is about that non-combative remark?"
Jyses leaned over again, hair framing his face. "Right now, you are in no shape to threaten me or my cousin. Please keep that in mind or I will find a way to restrain you. No offence but with my family...we don't take chances. "
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:16 pm
Ryn could not see the look within Jysayne's eyes...so as such he took the comments extremely seriously. If there was a possibility of getting attacked here while on the mend he was not going to leave himself open and vulnerable. Ryn pushed himself to walk stiffly to the wall alongside the enterance door of the room. Slowly he lowered himself to his knee's. Before he could do anything more though, Jysayne swung down to peer into the room at him.
"You are the one making the insinuations that I would be assulted." He reminded the other with a small frown as he withdrew his blade carefully and laid it across his knees for easier utilization. "So long as this cousin of yours does not assult me then all is fine, but I am not going to let you get my nerves tuned up and sit on them in anxiety for this other drow's arrival."
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 7:55 pm
Jyses chuckled before squeeking landing on his feet in an akward graceful flail of limbs and fluttering cloth. "Damn it Illy! Don't do that!" He snapped swirling around, bristling to make his small frame seem even larger.
The new drow slightly younger but taller then Jysayne laughed, eyes crinkled in good nature amusment. "Couldn't help it with you dangling from the roof like that. You even bristle like a kitten. It's just so adora...ooh! This must be your new friend!" Cheerfully the other zipped over to Ryn's side. "I'm Illy, Kai..I think it's Kai at the moment...well his cousin. And you are my patient yes?"
Jysayne shuddered, hunching in on himself, eyes gleaming slightly in rage and lips pressed. "Illy this is Ryn. It's just a muscle wound. Nothing to be so excited about."
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2009 10:19 pm
Jysayne seemed terribly amused for a moment, then...well... as he landed in a stagger, Ryn couldn't help but grip his blades handle more tightly. If it were not for the curseing outburst from Jysayne he would have assumed that they were being assulted. Or rather, Jysayne was being assulted. The apperance of the new drow, and the use of the previously spoken name, caused Ryn to relax slightly. Only slightly though. The newcomers apperance was still one he did not trust entierly. He seemed far too...happy.
Ryn tilted his head to one side to fix Illy with one golden eye "Yes...please, refrain from such excitement. You are...far too giddy for me to feel comfortable. Your...cousin says you can mend my wound neatly?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 7:30 am
"Two shakes of a lambs whiskers...at least I think that what it is," He paused before beaming at Ryn. "Don’t worry I'll fix you right up." He became serious, pulling his pack close to him and searching though pulling out a bowl and a few bottles. "Hmmm." He poured a mix of powders into the bowl, swirling it with a bit of water till it the mixture became dark bluish gray, with the consistency of clay.
“This might feel a bit odd. I’m knitting up your muscle and skin so it might itch and burn a little bit.” He dipped his fingers in the mix, smearing it across his cousin’s clever neat stitches. Setting a hand over the mix he relaxed, palm heating, drying the mix and began to whistle a low heavy warm sound.
“Freaky isn’t it?” Jysayne said, setting down on the floor, watching his cousin. Illy was going to have to cook his own damn dinner tonight. He was not pleased with him at the moment for the whole prod, giggle, greeting.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 5:54 pm
He couldn't help it. Ryn turned and fixed the frowning Jysayne with a look that was a mock image of a painful expression. "Your the sane one aren't you?" He asked in a almost serious accusation but mostly ill attempted humored voice. He next attempted to follow what the other drow was doing. He did not recognise any of the mixtures to say the least, and the warning that came was answered with a wrinkle of his nose. "If it will heal scar less then such discomfort is acceptable...." Ryn felt the presence of Illy's palm upon his back, and tru to the others word there came a itching and burning sensation. It was hardly agony though, and Ryn was well able to hold still. The whistling though was...very odd...
"I think I will further refrain from insulting the man currently doing things to my body until after I am sure he is finished and no harm can occur in retaliation." Ryn quipped back to Jysayne with that weak attempt of a smile on his lips.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:23 pm
Jysayne gave a shrug and low grunt sound between the meanings of 'yeah, I know' or 'and it took you this long to figure this out?' Really though? What drow was really sane? He gave a small smile. "Illy a combat medic. Insults, taling, bellowing of paint etc are not going to throw him off. At least not by much." He smiled back at Ryn.
Illy removed his palm and took a breathed, blowing away the crumbling mix till smooth skin was revealed. "Finished. I also charmed the stitches to disolve. They should be gone in two days leaving you blemished free!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 8:28 pm
Ryn's lips locked into a grimance for a few moments and allowed silence to answer Jysaynes comment. A combat medic? Well, he supposed that such a skilled drow could be useful. He was still uncertain about the choices that laid before him now. Did this knowledge make much of a difference? It was only after Illy's hand lifted from his wound and he felt the other blowing on his skin that the solid gim exxpression shifted to something a bit more uncertain. Ryn shifted uncomfortably and turned to look at the smileing Illy "How..convient that is then. I will not have to rely on someone else getting behind me to cut the stitchs free then I suppose." Ryn's amber eyes slipped towards Jysayne for a moment. "Then I guess that our exchange is complete now? Unless there was more you needed to know."
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 3:48 pm
Jysayne nodded, running a hand though his loose hair, eyes closing. "Yeah. ******** know all I need to." He muttered, glazing at Illy before slowly arching up, rising from the floor with a lazy grace. He dusted off his clothing. "I'll pack."
Illy beamed cheerfully at Ryn, petting his back. "Jys is a little...off at the moment. Which you probably noticed. We have to get going now thoughh!" He beamed, cheerfully, shooing Ryn' out the door. "Don't come back cause we won't be here!"
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:26 am
Ryn's amber eyes focused on Jysayne for a few moments as the male would curse unhappily. It was a weird echo of his own thoughts and feelings from earlier, though the warrior wanna-be did not feel any following echo of sympathy. Actually what he felt was a sense of insulted annoyance as Illy would shoo him like a child from the building. "Well if your not going to be here, that is all the more reason to return." He sourly replied as he turned and set his steps back towards the city. He supposed he could have thanked the pair for their aid...but that really was not so drow like. The fact he had not tried to kill them, and vice versa, was a rather 'kind and gernerouse' drow gesture after all. And leaving them in peace would also be one as well. So...his debt was surely paid, his back would heal and the trouble he had been in was lessened considerably. Perhaps he'd meet the pair in the future. Perhaps not...that Illy was rather disturbed...er...disturbing... Ryn's head gave a small shake as he walked carefully away from then. Whatever... he would just continue on his way and see where he ended up in the future as it happened.
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