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Cheyenne ([personal profile] illusional) wrote2011-06-20 11:50 pm

8th l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

[Even in tense situations, Cheyenne was generally a very calm person. But the voice coming through the journals right now sounds very strained. There's a small cut on her cheek and a bit of blood on the other. She's trying to keep her voice steady, succeeding for the most part. But oddly enough, it doesn't sound like she's in pain. The way she's breathing and the manner she seems to be holding herself almost gives the impression that she's afraid of something.]

[But this was Cheyenne. That couldn't be it, right?]


I don't suppose... there are any healers in town willing to make house calls?


[[ooc: If your character has anything strange about them that Cheyenne might notice by looking at their soul (since that's the way she sees everything) please take a look over at her Permission Post! Also, don't worry about breaking time-space here. |D]]

Re: [Action]

[identity profile] lina-revolution.livejournal.com 2011-07-02 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite the fact that her eyes are closed in concentration, Lina's attention is entirely on Cheyenne while she works. Cheyenne's wrist repairs itself with nothing more than a passing ache.

Her brow furrows in frustration when the spell moves on to Cheyenne's fingers. Her teeth start to grind, a low growl sounds in her throat. Slowly, the fingers do begin to laboriously mend themselves. However, they haven't yet completed the process when Lina takes a huge gulp of air, as though she'd been holding her breath for the last several minutes, and the spell ends.

Panting, holding a hand to her head, the sorceress looks apologetically at Cheyenne even if the girl can't see it. Her efforts have definitely had an effect on Lina's own stamina.]


Geez...I'm sorry, Cheyenne, but I think that's all I've got.

Stupid power cap.

Re: [Action]

[identity profile] lina-revolution.livejournal.com 2011-07-03 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, no prob. [Still breathing a little heavily, Lina wipes some sweat from her forehead.] At least...well, it usually wouldn't be. I'm still getting uesd to how this palce works. But I couldn't exactly let you sit in a trashed house with a broken wrist, could I? I may not be the greatest friend, but that would just suck.

Hey, can I fly you to the clinic, at least? Maybe they can finish fixing you up.