015 - She's taken out her little penknife/ And twinned the sweet babe of its life

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Aniki is laying on the plane and her lips are turning the color of uncooked dough. Because most of her blood is currently chugging its way out of the wound that crazy-Ryotarou-Imagin-dude put in her gut. She's having trouble breathing, too, probably from those cracked ribs, and her left arm is skewed at an angle that is completely impossible without dislocation and possibly broken bones.

So yeah. Imagin one. Above-average, skilled human? Zero.]

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[unto-death.livejournal.com]

[It's that young woman who knew what he was thinking. As much as he didn't like the concept of his thoughts being made plain, Botta doesn't want her dead. He quickly kneels beside her, gathering mana about him and holding his hands over the bleeding wound.]

Healing Stream! [That should be enough to stop the bleeding, at least, and maybe help those ribs...]

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

...What the hell? [He walks forward and yanks out a healing extract then proceeds to pour it down her throat. It tastes nasty, but it helps.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Gives him a vague look.] Botta, wasn't it? I think it was.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[GAG. Coughing. OW. Coughing hurts.] ...Mother, Maid and Crone...

[unto-death.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] That's right. ...I don't believe I caught your name, miss...? [Even as he speaks, he's examining the other injuries carefully, frowning as he does so.]

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

Just lay still and let the extract work. What happened to you?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

[Donna spies her and she gives a frustrated sound]

Is that all people around here do? Make each other bleed? [She kneels closer] What happened?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Aniki. [Hey, she can breathe a little easier. Though it still hurts, and every time she moves it feels like her shoulder and arm are being dragged over a bed of needles.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Someone made me bleed.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

What does it look like happened?

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

I looks like you lost a fight, badly. Who were you fighting with?

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Well, duh. Specifics?

[unto-death.livejournal.com]

[Another slow nod, watching her carefully.] Hold still, miss Aniki. Your shoulder is dislocated, I need to replace it before I can heal you further. This is going to hurt, I'm afraid.

[He braces one hand above her shoulder, the other on her upper arm above the breaks, and pushes hard, snapping the shoulder back into place. Immediately, he casts another healing spell, this time focused on the shoulder and arm, knitting the bones lightly. It'll still be tender and fragile, but at least she's more or less stabilized now.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Something possessed a friend. I tried to fight it out of him. It was a fair bit stronger than me.

[lamb_of_gold]

Tch. This will hurt. [And without hesitating, he snaps her arm back in place and gets to the healins]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[OH GODS--pass'd out]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

A friend. He was... possessed by something.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[GODDAMN THAT HURTS. She manages to rasp,] Thank you.

...wouldn't have anything to drink, would you?

[unto-death.livejournal.com]

You're quite welcome.

[He shakes his head.] Not with me, but I can fetch some water quickly. Don't try to move until I get back, you're nowhere near fully healed. [He pops out, and back in a few minutes later with a cup of water, which he gives her carefully. He's also brought bandages, and some odd packets of a gel substance.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[:/ weaaaaaaaaak. Still healing up the hurts, vanishing and coming back with bandages for her arm and the other worst-looking things,]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[SHE'S ANEMIC AND HER ARM WAS BROKEN, JERKFACE. After a minute or two she stirs.] ...I hate it when I'm not given a warning.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Tries to sit up to take a drink. Ffffff.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Pffft. That's no excuse. ] I did warn you, however.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Weak glare] 'This will hurt' isn't much of a warning.

[unto-death.livejournal.com]

[A hand on her back, helping her sit up.] Easy, there. ...Who did this to you?

[lamb_of_gold]

Regardless, it's done now.