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 Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:27 pm
 Sighing as she'd look down at the bloody mess that was her demi-god... All traces of Antarmur'ss gone even though he'd just been here when she'd arrived. Knowing and yet, still hoping he would have, he would not stay and face her... especially in the condition her Arshavir had left him in... She had to admit that she had been both impressed and disappointed with the both of them. Obviously Antarmur'ss took nothing seriously, while she herself went into every fight as if it were her last. The only problem with taking on a demi or anything less, the battles wouldn't last as long and if they did the chances were that you were having an unbelievably bad day on the field... Now, Antarmur'ss she could dismiss because he was an arrogant fool with too much strength and a blindness to all that wasn't himself or his select few... Warrior knew, there was more to a war then that... down to the lowly field hand that supplied the grain for her army... everyone was needed and of value. All others a thing to be wary of, to destroy, before it had the chance to do so to herself. Another reason why relations between her and the Mastermind had 'difficulties'... The Mastermind used and flung away her followers... the Warrior conducted them like a symphony of death on the rampage.
Lowering herself to her knees beside Arshavir, she'd set the field pack that she had slung over her shoulder in the place of her usual blade, on to the ground beside her. Opening it up, she had everything she needed... Thick bandages, tools and thread...Salves, poultices and other concoctions to see to the well being of her demi... Taking out a large pad, since Arshavir was already on his back, she'd simply tear away the shirt that covered his most serious wound and apply pressure to it with the absorbant pad... idly looking through her bag and down at him from time to time... "Foolish, brave boy... what were you thinking?...." a soft chuckle escaping here... "though, you left your mark on him... he should be feeling sore for a while yet...." picking through her pack with her free hand while she keep the pressure on the wound with the other.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 12:37 pm
It was a few moments before the Demi stirred, her quiet words possibly causing him to rouse with a groan. He's not completely coherent yet though, his eyes still closed and a scowl forming on his face as mumbles to no one in particular "..I almost..had you..you b*****d..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:02 pm
Chuckling softly as she worked, "Yes, I would say you did... the battle was quite impressive, though I would have to admit near the end I was wondering if you would both fall over from exhaustion with how clumsy you two looked on the field..." clearing his face of blood, the items she was using were very special... they were in fact, part of her essence, like the blade she carried... so everything she worked upon, healed quickly under then Goddess' touch.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:10 pm
Arshavir got a confused look on his face, as his brain finally registered that the words he was hearing was someone was talking to him...he blinks and his red eyes flutter open, taking a moment to focus. Upon seeing The Warrior above him, he starts. "M-my lady!" A mix of surprise and embarrassment wash over his features as he realizes she's having to take care of him. "You..were watching the battle?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:18 pm
Arching a snowy brow at him... "Of course... you are one of interest to me as is Antarmur'ss... how could I miss such a thing?..." as if it made all the sense in the world why she would be watching the two of them fight... She did not seem to mind tending his wounds, surprisingly for a creature of such raw potential for destruction could be and equally deft medic... She did know all the tools of war.... and this was one of them.. Grasping one of his hands in her own larger one, she'd move it to the bandage on his gut, "here, hold this and put pressure on it... wouldn't want you to pass out again until we get back to camp..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:25 pm
Arshavir blinked, but nodded a little, he was glad she had interest in him, though he's rather glad he didn't know she was there at the time, as he may have done worse in the fight. As she asked him to hold the bandage he'd do so, wincing a little bit though. "Damnable shadow weapons...it's hard to know what he'll do next..." He scowled a bit, he was obviously more of a hit 'em hard, straight forward kind of fighter, not a deceptive and sneaky one, for the most part. He sighed a little and stared at the sky, trying hard not to close his eyes for fear of passing out again.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:36 pm
She'd nod her head in agreement.. "Mmm... You are just lucky that you did not have the unending frustration of him diving into them and popping out of another yards away.... shielding himself with them, bandaging himself with the...damned things..." furrowing her pale brows as she laced a fine row of stitches into one of his worse cuts. "Flung me into the air with another..." she'd look down at him, a hint of a smile on her lips... "but I have a feeling that you already know this, don't you Arshavir? You defended me so well against his lies.. I could almost swear... that you had been there..." he would have known, that to interfere in her sake would have enraged her... but, she had a suspicion that he'd been watching her. The Warrior bit off the thread of the last of his stitches, well, except for the horrid gash he had in his belly... and began to apply salve to the lash mark upon him...; just looking at them brought a dark look of memory upon her features.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 1:44 pm
He sighed. "I know...which is why I tried to hit him hard and fast...so he wouldn't have the chance to pull too many stunts...I suppose I was more lucky than I thought, though." He was doing well not to show too much pain as she tended him, the wounds were worse than he thought, and he was sure that the only way he'd kept going after being impaled was nothing but pure adrenaline. At her question, he'd damn near blush, but sigh and nod. "Yes.. I knew better than to interfere, but I was watching. It made me mad that he spewed such lies against you, my Goddess." His previous look of embarrassment switched to one of anger at the thought.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:00 pm
She'd lean back on her heels, her crimson eyes going to that near blush on his cheeks...a ghost of a smile flickering over her mouth.... "I thought so... excellent..." she'd proceed to remove his hand from the bandage.... looking at the gaping wound, it was bad... though not beyond her ability to heal... Reaching into her pack, she'd pull out a vial... "This will numb the pain of your body and clarify your mind... sharpen the images so to speak. I want you to tell me all that you saw, all that he did from your perspective while I repair your insides and close this wound" and after he would drink it, she'd get to work on healing him until naught was left to bandage him up.(Feel free to be descriptive if you like, or just say 'tells her everything' she just wants to know about the things she missed because she was in the thick of it.)
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:08 pm
He was very glad she didn't mind that he'd followed her to watch the fight. He resisted the urge to look at his wound when she'd move his hand, though he knew it was probably not good. As she offers the vial, explaining, he'd drink it without hesitation, leaning back again to think about her battle with Antar. He tried to remember everything, and all the times she did not see him, or was recovering from a strike, and he relayed anything he thought of, no matter how inconsequential he believed it to be. Everything from what he saw of him slipping into shadows, using them, hiding, and generally being the slippery sneaky b*****d he was.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:22 pm
Antar had actually cut into his stomach, spilling the acid into Ashavir's abdomen...Her face pinched with concentration as she'd listen to his memories and continue with the delicate process of opening the wound more to clean out the foul liquid, stitch up his stomach and a few severed arteries as well as veins before she was able to close him up completely... By the time he'd be feeling things again, his pain would be lessening but he would feel himself getting sleepy... "As I thought, nothing I did not see with my own eyes. Not necessarily the only tricks up his sleeve.. .I've learned with that tricky, deceitful b*****d... you have to watch him..." Finishing up his bandages... she'd put her things away, then the bag would shift to her sword as she'd heft it to back, "we'd best get back to camp before the fatigue sets in fully, you have much to recover from Arshavir..." raising her brows, "I've mended your wing, but I do not care for the thought of you flying and ruining all that stitch work I have done.... here..." She'd lift him up, easily in her arms, holding him secure as with a sound likened to a deafening thunder cracked through the area... they'd appear in the center of his tent, any loose objects fluttering and settling from the disruption of her passage here.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:32 pm
It was probably a good thing she had distracted him with thoughts and memories of her battle while she was patching him up, he wasn't worrying or paying attention to the damage she was having to fix. As he finishes, he is not surprised there is nothing she didn't already know, and he nods in agreement at her description of the tricky b*****d's tactics. As she lifts him, holding him in her arms, he feels partially like a weak helpless little child, but at the same time, he finds himself not minding the secure feeling, for the moment. The quick 'ride' back to camp startles him a little, though, as it was rather sudden and loud, and he blinks as they arrive, actually a bit speechless. xD
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:45 pm
She'd smirk at the startled expression on his face... "We all have secrets, yes?..." she'd consider him a moment, before lowering her head to give him a brief but fierce kiss while she strode across the room to lie him in his sleeping palette... lingering for a moment, before she'd draw back... "Continue to please me Arshavir... learn from your mistakes... bring pride to my name and our army.... and you may just find yourself ravaged one of these days..." she'd straighten herself up... standing at her full height... all the tents were equipped for her stature so she could come and go as she pleased... "never grovel, never be a craven coward, never betray me and never...ever... make the same mistake twice..." that just proved one a fool, with that she left his tent and him with his thoughts so he could recover.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 2:57 pm
He blinked, and about the time he finally relaxed from that trip she had kissed him. His eyes widen and he's again in a stupor as she lies him down, his head spinning, that had nothing to do with battle after effects. His mouth dropped open a little, and he worked hard to even reply to her after she speaks again. He just kind of nods dumbly at it all, and finally mumbles out, "Yes, my lady..." before she left him alone with a whirl of thoughts running through his head.
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