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Doctor William Faustus

Streets of Tenzenokit

"My origins are not impressive madam. Nor interesting. Suffice it to say i stumbled into these arts at a young age, and had a particular knack for them."

I continue to face forward, walking at a steady pace.

❦ ((Enter)) From the area covered in sand, sunk into the depths of Chris darkness, now plumitting out of the darkness from above. In the sight of two figures falling from the sky, shows Charlotte and her friend. While falling in the air, the female Spire looked to the male, seeing the poison slowly consume him.

❦ When Charlotte weakly looked up, she saw the waters below, her grip on chris hand was slipping, soon to let go and hit the waters head first as though a dive was made. Charlotte scrambled to turn herself around to the natural order, and headed for the surcace, gasping for air while coughing harshly. Her hat slowly weaved it's way down upon her face, looking about while putting her hat back on, she began to search for the nearest coast line.

❦ Seeing as how her friend might not have the energy to make the small swim to the docks ahead, She held him close and above the waters, as she made her way slowly but successfuly to the wooden planks. Lifting him over as well as herself. Taking in several deep breaths before allowing herself to lay back, and stare up at the blazing sun.
"Idiot.....Passing out on my like this....We need to get you to safety before treating you properly..." Charlotte spoke aloud, hopping her friend would hear but if not, then to herself.

❦ With a bit of struggle, Charlotte was able to get the man standing more or less, and helped him to a near by shelter. Though, along the way, she noticed she was right back where she came from. It wouldn't be a surprise if her captures caught up to her by now and are within this city. To this, she cursed under her breath. Hopping they wont find her at all. When she found an abadon shack a ways away from the city, Charlotte laid the man down and began to use of of her Degen abilities. Mainly to heal up open wounds....but perhaps this will also apply being that he does have a gapping wound from the scorpion sting but also be able to extract the poison from within....Reverse the effect if you will.

❦ Taking in deep breaths, The Spire began to do her magic, slowly but surely, she was able to extract most but not all the poison out as well as close up the wound. But being that this was greater that she could imagine, it strained her most of her energy. Causing her pain in a sense. Once the deed was complete, Charlotte lowered her hands and began to pant heavily. This man might be the death of her if he keep this sort of thing up. Just what could that man want from him any way? Rather or not he would tell her is up to him and not really any of her concern. For now, Charlotte sat by his side and hope for the better......

It was difficult for Chris to say what had happened at the point they had been sucked into the shadows, but for him... all he could see and feel was darkness. For the longest while, he laid there motionless to Charlotte's efforts as he slept in a semi-coma like state, though his breathing sounded eased once she had removed most of the poison away. This, of course, was something he wouldn't know unless she told him later...

"...Uuuggghhh..." Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, his vision blurry and unable to focus. Once it had, though, he found himself lying down upon what he assumed to be a table or hard bed, with Charlotte sitting by his side. With slow movements, he pushed himself up so that he was sitting at the edge, his hand immediately pressed to his head. "What... happened..." came his emotionless toned question.

With his hand still pressed to his head, his revealed eye opened up as he watched her ring out a dampened cloth before the cool material was pressed gently upon his head. During his travels as a wanderer, he had encountered a number of people like her that had hearts of gold, though he was never truly able to stay with them due to his own personality and the sense of travel. Still, at least he knew about one more, now...

"I see... Thank... you..." The statement was impossible to say it without the meaning behind it, unfortunately. To her, it could have easily sounded like a half-made attempt.

Of course, he could still feel the remnants of the poison coursing through his veins. Slowly, he brought a hand up to his waist, the spot where the damage had been done. And once again, something happened without his consensus. The palm of his pressed hand started to glow with a whitish light as it touched over his clothed waist. Slowly but steadily, he began to feel... more like himself as the light seemed to shimmer over his body and the effects of the poison continued to diminish. Once it was over and the light faded away, he instantly realized (though he wasn't exactly sure how he knew this) that the poison was completely gone. At that point, he simply stared down at his hand. First, darkness... now, light. What was this power? And why did he of all people have it? These questions were now among the most interesting of things for his mind to keep at...

Consumed with those questions, Chris didn't notice when Charlotte had removed the wet cloth from his head. It was only when she asked her question did he realize she had moved away to the door.

"...Yeah. This person you're looking for isn't going to find us by his-or her-self." It was strange, at least to him. Never before had he felt himself so out of energy, and yet recover it back so quickly. What was that white light supposed to be? Shaking his head, though, he adjusted his cloak slightly before approaching her and waited for her to move on.

"You would be correct. However i do not often leave. I have an office that might as well be my home, with how often i've slept there."

Rheda stood back up and shrugged. "That doesn't sound too exciting, no offense though. Perhaps you need something to spice up the days, hmm?"