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[Remus rolls violently onto the Plane, wincing as his shoulder strikes the surface, but immediately he's up again, kneeling, knuckles white as he clutches his wand; after a moment, he relaxes, and whispers hoarsely]

Worked. Good.

[he looks horrible; his robes are ripped, his bare skin covered in scratches and bruises, his hair dirty and tangled; he's breathing heavily, now, one hand pressed down heavily, supporting his trembling frame]

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[Not!Frog rushes over as soon as Remus appears, cape and coattails fluttering behind him. At least he can run.]

Remus!

[Remus looks up, slowly, and manages a pained smile] Frog. 'Lo.

[... That's enough to make him speechless for a moment. Then he shakes free of it and offers an arm in support.] Is anything broken?

[hesitates a moment, before leaning on him gratefully] Cracked, I think. [the words are slow, quiet, and his breathing is strained] Few ribs, and my left arm - not my wand arm, thank goodness.

[And she's crouched next to him as soon as she spots him.] Are you all right?

[No, she hasn't forgotten him helping her while she was horsified.]

[he tenses for a moment, before wincing and forcing himself to relax again; it was more habit than anything, and he offers her a slight smile, as well] I will be. Just...bad skirmish.

I'm afraid I can't replace a doctor-- my salve only works on flesh wounds. Though I fear leaving your side like this, help must be found.

[hard swallow] That would...be fine. We have Healers, back home, I just...needed to recover a bit. Before I went back.

[His blue eyes watch Remus for a long moment, like he's asking for permission.] ... Then I'll stay.

[he smiles, again, sincerely] Thank you.

[He echoes the smile, however grimly, and works on extracting a salve from his belt.] I shall do what I can.

Don't we all. [he straightens, with some effort, and pockets his wand; he hasn't the strength for magical healing, at the moment, even the basics he could grasp]

{Diva looks surprised for a moment, but wanders closer}

Ne, Remus, it looks like you got into a bit of trouble.

[F-Flail! Isaac runs over.] Remus!

[Oh dear.] Are you alright? What happened?

[He eyes the other.] The quality of the salve makes it seem very cold before the pain dissolves.

[Martha hurries over, her petticoats rustling] Do you need help? [a split-second pause] Er, of the medical variety?

Ah! Goodness, young one, are you alright?

[Okay, that isn't good] ...Are you okay?

[slight, slow nod] Should be soothing. Distracting, at least.

[wry smile] Happens in war, sometimes.

[his eyes widen] Isaac. ...Hello.

[a slight shrug; a mistake, and he winces, but moves on] I could be worse.

I walked into a trap.

[he has to stare, a moment, and even manages a dry, painful chuckle] I...wouldn't mind it. You don't need to...

Ah...Where is the worst?[Gesturing to his hurts]

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