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[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[It's canonbump time again, boys and girls, and that means Jolyne is on the Plane again, and she's horrendously bloody. There are still-open wounds dripping blood at her shoulder, leg and side - and another halfway down her arm which has been crudely sewn shut with her own strings. She's breathing heavily, clutching her side, and is seated against a large rock over in the beach area.

She seems to be trying to close up her remaining wounds, but every time she activates her stand ability, it only causes bursts of more bleeding.]

Shit dammit. Have to... go find that guy...

[She leans her head back against the rock, exhausted. Thanks to time stopping while she's on the Plane, she can at least relax a little after that last grueling battle.]

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[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

...This place truly never does fail to surprise me.

Hold still a moment, young one. I will heal you.

[ooc: placeholder, back in the morning.]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[She turns her head to the side to look at Ammy]

Oh, hey. Thanks.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

[She nods once and then she whips out the Brush. She draws several thick strokes in the air above Jolyne. In the next moment, the ink vanishes and many of Jolyne's wounds are starting to close.]

I can do little for the blood loss, but this should help quite a bit. I would recommend eating something, to help restore the blood.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[...Woah. Cool. Jolyne sits forward, checking the more gruesome of her wounds and watching the skin close over them.]

Eh, the blood loss I'm used to. Food I'll get around to eventually...

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

I could bring you something, if that is easier.

[She sits down.] Now, would you mind telling me how you got into this state?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm good. Really.

[She takes a deep breath.] You want the short version or the long version?

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

If you say so.

Well, whichever you prefer, really.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Uh ooooooooooh!]

Stay still! I can help.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

It's really not as bad as it looks. [Jolyne glances down where she's currently holding her side.] ...okay, mostly.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Frowns in concentration, and, if Jo can see them, blue rings rise around Isaac, and a moment later, the ugliest of the gashes start to close up]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Even if she wasn't paying complete attention to that little show, she's definitely surprised to find her wounds closing up, and it definitely didn't *seem* like a stand ability... So she'll be staring at Isaac now.]

...how'd you do that?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Smiles] Psynergy. Hang on, I'll do it again....

[His look of concentration returns, and a moment later, a few other wounds close]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne sits further forward, cautiously testing to see if she's well-off enough to sew the remaining wounds shut. Strings appear from beneath her skin, lacing together over the last of her injuries and sealing them shut.]

Damn, that's a really convenient skill you've got there.

[She rotates her shoulder and winces.]

Thanks.

[contract_star]

[OMFG.] Jolyne, what the...

[Cuts himself off abruptly, disappearing and reappearing with a first aid kit.]

I can help with some of it, but you're going to need a real healer.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Jolyne just watches, then pulls her hand away from the wound in her side to check it. ...Nope, still bleeding. She puts her hand back.]

Usually I'd have F.F. around for that sorta thing. [She takes a deep breath and a cluster of strings pop out of her shoulder and try to stitch themselves along her shoulder wound. It's... not entirely successful. Wince.]

[contract_star]

[Watches the strings a moment before he starts going to work, cleaning and bandaging what he can.]

Someday you're going to have to tell me how you do that.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Conscious effort. [She probes at the newly-stitched shoulder wound.] Well, mostly.

[contract_star]

[Still bandaging as he listens.] Is it something you're born with, that ability?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

Some people are born with it, like Weather and my dad. Mine's pretty new, I guess.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Well damn, this isn't good. He's kneeling next to her to get a better look as be pulls out a healing potion] What the hell were you fighting?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Are you kidding? This is *normal*. Jolyne stares up at the sky.] Oh, just a guard, two stands, and some meteors.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

Meteors? [Holds up the healing potion] Can you drink this yourself or do I have to pour it down your throat?

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[She holds out a hand, pulling herself further forward in a sitting position.] I can drink it.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Hands her the bottle] Just brace yourself for the taste.

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[Takes it and downs it in a few quick gulps before making a face.] Augh, you weren't kidding.