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Played by Offline Morphi [PM] Posts: 32 — Threads: 9
Signos: 385
Dusk Court Soldier
Male [He/his]  |  2 [Year 505 Spring]  |  23 hh  |  Hth: 15 — Atk: 5 — Exp: 16  |    Active Magic: N/A  |    Bonded: N/A
#11


I'm ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end
  
The cup that was placed before him wasn’t nearly the strangest thing he had seen today. It was an item he hadn’t used before, curved and water tight. He first awkwardly poked his tongue towards the liquid, understanding that he was to consume it. It was hot! Hot liquid wasn’t unpleasant, it was just unexpected. He pulled an odd expression as he attempted to daintley lick the liquid from the cup. It was slow, but he didn’t want to spill anything else on her floor or waste the medicine.  The flavour was intense, but something sweet lingered in the background. How did she make the liquid hot anyway? Maybe it had something to do with the sounds she had made during preparing it. He hadn’t heard anyone make those kinds of noises before, perhaps they were also magical? 



Not only was the floating rag uncomfortable when it touched his skin. Observing a floating rag in itself was outside of Aeon’s comfort zone. What was and wasn’t possible was challenged every day since falling down that blasted mountain. At least she wasn’t making him drink more of the warm liquid out of the strange container. That had taken a degree of effort! Food however was a welcome and effective distraction.  The tray of snacks was also intriguing and going to be a challenge to consume. For a non-magical creature there were many challenges in fitting in smoothly.


 There were various shaped items that appeared like they had grown on a tree. There were different coloured and decorated crunchy shapes. He reached for a crunchy shape first. The outer coating flaked in his mouth and he coughed trying not to wheeze on the flakes. The taste however was much better than the tea. Medication aside, the snack would have made the medication worth it. It would however help if he didn’t inhale his food. The inside was soft and satisfyingly sweet. This was his new favourite. Perhaps until the next one he tried, maybe that would be his new favourite then. 


After regaining his composure from failing to eat properly, he rasped “Don’t stop, it hurts but let's get it done with.”  His mind immediately turned back to the food. Eyeing a different shaped grown object. It was an orange colour and had a firm texture. This was surely something he could eat without embarrassing himself. He took a bite into it, then proceeded to crunch it. This was something much more similar to what he was used to eating. It still wasn’t as good as the crunchy shaped sweet thing.


ooc: @Caelum






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Played by Online Dyzzie [PM] Posts: 88 — Threads: 17
Signos: 540
Night Court Medic
Female [She/Her/Hers/We]  |  Immortal [Year 497 Spring]  |  15 hh  |  Hth: 24 — Atk: 16 — Exp: 36  |    Active Magic: Breath of Life  |    Bonded: N/A
#12


Caelum
and if the house just keeps on winning
i got a wildcard up my sleeve
and if love keeps giving me lemons
i'll just mix 'em in my drink
She couldn't stop the slight smile.

The young male seemed so lost, so confused at the moment as he awkwardly poked his tongue into the liquid, "Careful!" She cautioned in concern, "It'll be hot. Most prefer to use their telekinesis to lift, and sip at it slowly. It's less likely to burn that way. Do you need an ice cube for it?" She asked in concern. Still she wouldn't let that distract her from what she needed to, quietly watching him drink every drop down, even as she gently began to dampen the clumps in his fur.

There was so much debris.

She knew soaking them for as long as possible would be ideal, and so as she dabbed and allowed water to sit on his pelt, penetrating the clumps and dried filth and cleaning away the bits she could just by a gentle, but thorough washing, she observed him distracting himself with the treats and snacks she had laid out. She smiled to see him try the first one, dipping the rag into the clean water again, and cleaning another patch of burnt skin, carefully removing the dead layers, as he seemed to enjoy the treat, even as he coughed slightly.

She laughed gently again,

"You'll want to be careful, some of those are pretty flaky. I don't know how damaged your throat is from any potential smoke, or ash." She warned, nodding when he rasped out a request to not stop. Setting the rag aside, she picked up a wide toothed comb that she saved for instances like that, telekinetic-ally running it through some of the clumps to his fur. After having been soaking up the water for a while now, she was able to run it through the clumps fairly easily, shaking it off onto the floor to drop the mud, loose hair, and gunk, slowly cleaning up his pelt until after a long while of working, the majority of it was finally in a better state. Sure, he still had a lot of burnt areas, that needed it's own treatment, but now she could see the extent of the damage.

She let the wounds breath for the moment.

Gathering the items she had used, she quietly got rid of the water pails, swept the floor, to get rid of the gunk she'd removed from his pelt, before refilling his tea with a sweet drink of mostly chamomile, lemon and honey to help soothe any sourness in his throat, this time making sure the temperature was less hot so he could drink it more easily, and then restocking his plate of treats - adding a few more healthy options, like a variety of fruit, honey and granola bites, and a variety of fruit. "Alright, so next, I'm going to treat the parts of your skin that look severely burnt, as well as any cuts or scrapes I might find. It's just placing this mixture here on it. There's herbs in here to help encourage skin to heal, as well as keep nasty gunk from infecting your wounds, as well as keeping pain down to a minimum. After that, I'll pack it with some leaves, before wrapping it in some bandages, unless it's small enough to just need a temporary cobweb bandaging." The explanation was for him, since he didn't seem to know to much, even as she began to gently smear the paste mixture over the wounded areas on his body, making sure it was thick enough to do it's work properly, but not so thick to be wasteful.

Once that was in place, she finally began to bandage.

She wrapped the wounds very carefully, taking time to make sure they would be snug, but not so tight to press into him and hurt, as well as not impair his movement any. Stepping back, she offered a kind smile, "How does that feel now? Any better? I would recommend you come back every couple days - maybe three or four - so I can reapply the healing mixture, and make sure it's all healing properly, but that'll help you start getting yourself fixed up at least." She offered gently, with another small smile


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Thoughts
@Aeon
Notes: <3

and if the whole wide world stops singing
and all the stars go dark
i'll keep a light on in my soul
keep a bluebird in my heart
art by bingo






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Played by Offline Morphi [PM] Posts: 32 — Threads: 9
Signos: 385
Dusk Court Soldier
Male [He/his]  |  2 [Year 505 Spring]  |  23 hh  |  Hth: 15 — Atk: 5 — Exp: 16  |    Active Magic: N/A  |    Bonded: N/A
#13


I'm ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end
  
The treats were so sweet, unlike anything he’d ever had before. It was a decadent sweet, different to that of fruit; sticky and overwhelmingly tasty. He couldn’t help but sniff them looking for more of the one he had tried first. This time he would be aware of his flakey nature and try not to inhale his food. He found one and carefully bit it in half, chewing and savoring the taste.  He eyed the inside of what was left, he still couldn’t figure out what it was. “What is this?” he asked, still chewing the treat. “Oh yeah you should have seen it when I first fell, I was still coughing and sneezing soot directly mixed with boogers.” he said replying to her comment about damage to his respiratory system. 

Occasionally a soft gasp or a snort would escape his mouth as he did his best to hold still and be treated. He was thankful for her attention and kindness. He would need to find something that she needed, that he could give her in return for this help. She was obviously very skilled and he felt safe under her care. 

He watched her refill the hot liquid holding device. He lapped at it with his tongue. Relieved that it wasn’t more of the previous mixture. This one tasted almost like a plant with something sweet. It was soothing on his throat. The next choices of food that were put before him were also new experiences. The one with different grains smooshed together was appealing but very filling. Before long he felt like he couldn’t eat anymore. How quickly one could get filled up on little things when you wanted to try one of everything. But nothing else was quite as tasty as that super sweet flakey thing he had eaten first. He knew now that this was his favourite so far. He also knew that the medicine tea was his least favourite of things served to him. 

He nodded softly as she continued to work on his wounds. Soon he was all wrapped up. “I guess I gotta stay out of the water for now?” he asked with a soft smirk. “Everything feels a lot less painful, and I am very full. Thank you.” he said sincerely. He hadn’t been so comfortable in a very long time. He almost didn’t dare to stand that it might bring back his discomfort.

ooc: @Caelum <3






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Played by Online Dyzzie [PM] Posts: 88 — Threads: 17
Signos: 540
Night Court Medic
Female [She/Her/Hers/We]  |  Immortal [Year 497 Spring]  |  15 hh  |  Hth: 24 — Atk: 16 — Exp: 36  |    Active Magic: Breath of Life  |    Bonded: N/A
#14


Caelum
and if the house just keeps on winning
i got a wildcard up my sleeve
and if love keeps giving me lemons
i'll just mix 'em in my drink
The way he dived into the sweets was enduring.

It almost reminded Caelum of her younger days. When she'd flutter through the halls of the castle, sneaking into the kitchen when the cook's back was turned to steal sweets and breads. From an early age, they had learned to switch any sweetener to natural, organic sweetener, or even a "fake" sweetener. It had been well known at that time that the Princess had a problem with indulging in actual sugar. But that hadn't bothered Caelum - while it wasn't as fun with out the real sugar that gave her the impossible energy high, the treats were still amazing. Looking back the runaway queen was certain the cook had known she was there, had always kept their back turned for too long, or would make elaborate rouses of dropping items so their head was ducked out of sight at just the right time for her to grab the item.

She missed her people, and all they had ever done for her.

It's her fault the cook, her parents, and so many others that worked for her mother and father were dead. She'd seen the bodies herself. The guards who had been laid waste to, despite their obvious positioning meant that they'd been fighting to defend the royal family. Caelum herself had arrived too late to have been any use, the warrior princess having had her entire group massacred, but for a small few; while they'd attempted an escape from their lands. Her infant son and co-ruler had perished in that slaughter. Like her father, positioned in defense to protect her mother the best he could, Calico had been struck down trying to provide her an opening to escape. That opening had fallen as soon as Convallis had been separated from her side. Those final moments, his small voice screaming for her before being silenced brutally forever . . .

It still haunted her at night.

Yet, here she was, slowly healing - slowly moving forward. And it was that nurturer in her, the one that had flourished the first time she'd nuzzled Convallis, that saw her smiling gently at the young stallion, barely old enough to be considered an adult, and still so naive to the world. "That, dear Aeon; is a pastry. Like I mentioned, they are a treat made from wheat and grains . . . types of grasses that are then crushed into a powder. When you mix it with other edible ingredients, you get what is called dough. The dough is then filled with fruit, I believe that one to be a mixture of some sort of berry. The entire thing is then cooked, so it can be eaten." She explained in greater detail than before. She did frown in concern as he spoke about how he had been coughing and sneezing so much after he fell, "Do you still have issues with coughing, or sneezing - or your throat hurting now?" She asked, her gaze already looking over her stores for ideas to help with that if need be.

He hadn't enjoyed the tea, so perhaps a herb-drop.

She didn't worry about it too much, instead focusing more on treating his body, before finally offering him another cup of tea, noticing he seemed to enjoy this one a little more, "It is chamomile, honey and lemon." The regal fae explained, before adding, "Chamomile is a herb that can act as a natural relaxer, and it has a lovely taste. The honey, while being sweet also can help soothe your throat, as well as fight against any infections. The lemon, however, when used in moderation to not turn the drink a potent sour; can really help kill any bacteria that could be festering in your throat from all of that smoke and soot you inhaled." She told him, as she continued to work.

It was slow going, but progress was being made.

Occasionally a soft gasp or a snort would escape his mouth as he did his best to hold still and be treated. He was thankful for her attention and kindness. He would need to find something that she needed, that he could give her in return for this help. She was obviously very skilled and he felt safe under her care. As she began to finish wrapping him up, she laughed at his quizzical question. "Unfortunately yes, you do not want anything to come loose or dissolve in the water." She agreed with a warm smile, "But it will only be for a little while." She promised before smiling in delight when he stated he was not only in a lot less pain but full as welel, "You are quite welcome. I am a medic, it is what I do - help others." And at least this way she won't destroy a kingdom in the process. She did notice his relaxed state however, and smiled reassuringly, "You are more than welcome to stay the night, it is rather late after all. Either here in these pillows, or if you are up for a small trip - there is a spare bedroom down the back hall. In the morning I can help escort you back to Terrastella, if you would like. I know passage through the Arma Mountains can be difficult at times, especially bandaged up. I was planning to make a trip that way here before too long, regardless, to acquire some herbs that do not grow in Denocte." Not to mention she wanted to set up an appointment at the hospital to see if they would be interested in some of the new medicinal remedies she'd been manufacturing.

"Speech"
Thoughts
@Aeon
Notes: <3

and if the whole wide world stops singing
and all the stars go dark
i'll keep a light on in my soul
keep a bluebird in my heart
art by bingo






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