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 Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 6:41 pm
Raising a brow briefly, Jericho thought of her answer. He had a slight idea of what she might have meant with that, though he didn't say anything of it yet. Glancing at Malodore, he nodded and gingerly laid back so the Plague doctor could tend to him more easily.
Once he had settled back down, his eyes shifted towards Riley once more.
"Just.. watch out. She's a tougher than she looks," he said with a look of concern.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 7:10 pm
"Va bene." The plague doctor placed one palm flat on Jericho's chest to steady the dragon (though, really, if Jericho decided to thrash about there was little it could do about it) and used its free hand to begin pouring the solution onto - into - the wound. "After this, we shall rinse the wound - preferably using a shower or other moderately powered water system. I want to ensure no sand is embedded within."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 7:55 pm
Riley shifted a little, staring down at Jericho with surprise. Are you saying she's tougher than me? Riley's pitch rose in clear astonishment. Although I suppose, if she hurt you, she must be something formidable. Still.. me?
Someone had a high opinion of themself.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:12 pm
Chuckling a little, Jericho grinned at Riley.
"You have a point there. Though... just not sure how well a mind attack would work on her. She seems a little.. uh.. .not really.. there..." he mused. Savior was definitely a strange girl from what he could tell for sure.
It seemed like he was going to say more, but his words turned into a sort of cry of pain as Mal started to disinfect his wound. Tensing up, his fists clenched up and he fought hard to try not to thrash about.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 10:24 pm
"There - there, it is done," Malodore said quickly, pulling away once the wound had been sufficiently filled. "Now it must be rinsed - where is your bathing facility?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:17 pm
Once that was over with, Jericho relaxed and let out a few breaths before answering. The stinging pains slowly were ebbing away from his chest.
"Down the hall on the left," he said while glancing to the door. Slowly, he pushed himself back into a sitting position. As he did so, he glanced down at his chest, but he couldn't see the wound too easily without a mirror.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:25 pm
"Va bene - go there, and rinse out the wound thoroughly. I will prepare a dressing for you to place on the wound once you have returned. Dry the area thoroughly, then press the dressing to the wound and seal it to the surrounding flesh. Repeat each day with the bandages I leave you until the area has scabbed over thoroughly," Malodore said, bobbing its head up and down. Businesslike.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:31 pm
Nodding to the doctor, Jericho quietly got up to his feet, making a face for the moment as a twinge of pain struck him. Once he was up, he went to fetch a towel before heading out the door. He paused for the moment to glance back at Riley and Mal, then walked on to the bathroom so he could rinse the wound off.
He did so gingerly, but he bore with it since it had to be done. When he felt that was enough, he carefully dabbed the area down with the towel to begin drying himself. Once that was over with, he returned to his room and looked over towards the Plague Doctor for the bandages.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:35 pm
Malodore was a model of efficiency. A paragon, perhaps. Within a few minutes it had the dragon all bandaged up. "There. Just do as I did for the next few days. Change the dressings once again tonight before sleep, then twice tomorrow. Then, if the wound seems clear, once a day until your body seals it. I'm not sure when that will be; healing factors can vary so wildly..."
It didn't seem annoyed by not knowing, though. Instead, it seemed positively cheerful.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 8:56 pm
Jericho was surprised at how quickly Malodore was able to work. No doubt the Plague doctor would become an exceptional physician in time. It already was as far as the dragon was concerned. When he was all bandaged up, he patted his chest lightly and nodded. The instructions were simple enough. It would be a little annoying to avoid shifting when he just wanted to lounge on his treasure in true form but it wasn't that big of a deal.
"Thanks again Mal, I owe you one for this," he said with a light grin before looking towards Riley, "And thanks to you too."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:15 pm
Malodore was a model of efficiency. Riley was currently marveling at it. In fact, it might even be said her current thoughts of homicide were slowly being pushed to the side in place of nicer, more impressed thoughts. She sighed, just slightly, before turning to Jericho when he turned to her.
You're welcome. I'm just glad we have Malodore in our lives. I don't know what I would do without it. Her hand reached out to take up a claw. Now, for my instructions. Her voice lowered as she said this. You will stay away from this girl. You will tell me if you ever see her again. And you will not warn her of me. Her voice was nearly a growl. I want to see the look of surprise in her eyes when I break her finger clean off.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:28 pm
"It is nothing," Malodore said, clearly pleased at the praise. "Truthfully, I enjoy being able to practice my art... though do not seek out injury for my sake, per favore!" It twined its fingers through Riley's as she reached for it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:33 pm
"Well it works out for both of us in that case," Jericho grinned before looking back at Riley. That grin faded as things took a slightly more serious edge to them. There was a moment's worth of hesitation, but he soon nodded slowly. In a way, it felt nice that the mindflayer was so hellbent on getting revenge for him.
"Will do," he said quietly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:43 pm
Her eyes crinkled in lieu of a smile for Jericho. Good. I'm glad we're at an understanding. But now.. you should rest. I'll come check on you later, if you want.
She stood, leaning down to give Jericho a careful squeeze, before standing beside Malodore. Her arm slid under the crook of the plague doctors.
As for you, good doctor, I require an escort to my room. One never knows what lurks in the shadows. She was teasing, of course - the truth was, if anything dangerous lurked in the shadows, it was her. Or Christof, sometimes. She just needed a bad excuse to steal it away.
Shall we?
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:49 pm
Malodore opened its beak in a smile and gave Riley a half-bow. "Naturalmente." Its own gaze flicked to Jericho as it straightened up again. "Be well."
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