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July Y13
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Summer is in full swing now, with clear skies, warm nights, and ample sunshine! As such, the deserts begin to grow dry, the shores remain a blissful escape, the north is spared with cooling winds, and humidity continues to rise in the jungle. Rain and storms are long forgotten troubles by now, which is both a virtue and a vice during the heat of the season.
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xVysemala bit upon her lower lip and let the tension and pressure flood her face with flush red heat. Better than the painful ache from the tears of her hind leg. She had time to think, time for the feeling up her leg to numb and her vision to feel foggy. Somewhere exhaustion began to set in and from the edges of her consciousness she heard Marius's lament. "I can handle it." She sounded more sure than her eyes looked. Wide, equally curious and alarmed they lingered a few seconds longer on her limb. They twisted upwards towards Marius where he laid prone beside her. Quickly she ripped her facade away entirely, turned to face off into the distance and nothing where she could fancy herself being instead of her. She bit her lip again, this time nearly hard enough to draw blood and she inhaled deeply- a nod. She was ready.
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01-30-2021, 09:55 PM
The titan examined the fierce huntress’s expression, noting the way she bit her lower lip and visibly steeled herself against the pain that was surely indescribable. It was then the dark paladin had an abstract desire; a wish that he was more practiced in the healing arts, or at least more knowledgeable with local herbs. This blatant gap in his expertise seemed inexcusable, but for now he had to make do, they both did if they didn’t want her wound to fester or otherwise worsen. The woman’s stoic nod was all the permission he required, and he wasted no time turning back to examine her thigh’s open wound with a critical gaze that belied the uncertainty within him. Marius worked quickly and without embellishment; he would groom the edges of her injury where he thought infection was most likely to invade, cleaning some of the blood that might still ooze and remaining mindful of the pain or of any protest she might have. His work would conclude with him lifting the moss with his teeth and placing it with care across the wound before he would apply a gentle pressure to ensure it would stay in place. “Done,” He would announce immediately, and the giant would lean back and turn to grab for the carcass that lingered a reach away. “Can you eat? You should eat, and rest.” He instructed, his gruff mannerisms masking the doubt he felt at his doctoring technique, and his red gaze would shift with a critics eye to the wound before flitting momentarily back to the woman’s expression. @Vysemala |
Her vision went dark, she closed her blue eyes and held them as tightly shut as she could not wanting any idea when he was going to start or what he was doing. The silent suspense in the quiet air built up enough on its own, it might choke her, she didn't need a visual build up to add strength to it. She inhaled sharply, held it in, and her dark vision went white with a hot pain. Her muscles tensed below his careful and methodical touch and she made purposeful effort to keep from yanking her leg away from him. Instead she flexed her toes, grabbed the ground below with her forepaws, anything to build up a pressure or feeling in her body and give her reprieve.
When he finished she felt a relief, good job or not his ceasing to mess with the site was enough to give her a pleasant sense of warming joy. Endorphins rushing around trying to help and she opened her eyes looking relaxed despite it all. "If the doctor orders it." Her striped features smiled and through it all tiredness was taking her. "Vysemala by the way-" She introduced herself at last.
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02-21-2021, 10:26 AM
The lioness seemed to relax after he had finished his doctoring, although whether that was because he had stopped messing with her injury or if he had helped was up for debate. Marius didn’t think too much on it—as long the wound would heal properly and she was in a comfortable state, then he considered his attempt at playing medic a success. “Marius,” He reciprocated the introduction before he would make himself comfortable on the cavern floor beside her, a respectful length of distance between them. The titan intended to stay for a while longer, and not just because leaving her wounded and alone went against every moral he had, but also because he found that he was enjoying her company—she was fierce and clever, a formidable adversary even despite her small size, and the titan was pleased to have made her acquaintance. @Vysemala | exit |