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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 22:32:40 GMT
Aria lowered herself to her belly to allow Otsoa to get the woman on her back easier….really….was becoming a common pack animal really befitting for a child of a god? Then again…when did she ever act in a way that was befitting for a god… As the girl was positioned and settled Arias ears pricked forward and she slowly stood up. Her claws scrapped the ground as she moved, careful to keep her gait smooth as she briskly walked. Allowing her claws to make enough noise to navigate going forward. ’The person we’re seeing is named Lilith, she’s an elf. Tell her Aria said she was a healer and you need her help.’ Aria fixed a mental image of Lilith in his head.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2015 23:13:34 GMT
Lilith had been at work, her usual schedule no different than any other day. That was, until a giant dog like creature strolled in the front door. She had been sitting at the front desk, taking her break, and therefore, reading, when she heard the big library doors push open, and the sound of click came right after it. Looking up, she saw the clicked was the claws of the animal, hitting against the tile flooring. Her lilac eyes grew huge. She'd encountered many things in this library lately, but a big dog with a sleeping girl on its bad, well that wasn't one of them.
Lilith left from behind the desk, but decided to approach slowly. The animal couldn't be hostile, could it? After all, there was a girl on it... And that girl looked torn apart. There was blood on her back, clearly fresh, and she looked pained, even while asleep. Staying a few feet away, Lilith kneeled down, trying to make eye level with the animal. Maybe there was a specific reason it brought her here.
What's going on? Who are you, and who is she? Her voice trembled lightly, not as okay with this situation as she may have appeared. She kept her tone soft though, hoping to not scare the animal. For all she knew this was a person in disguise, but she didn't want to take the chance that it wasn't, and be torn apart in the foyer - blood would get on the books. Her eyes were flitting back and forth from that of the animal, to the girl on it's back. This day was going to be odd from here on out, if not worse- that feeling became quite evident.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2015 16:11:32 GMT
Otsoa feels fairly strange walking into the library with a gorge hound and a horribly wounded angel. They were certainly attracting looks and attention. However, if Aria was sure they could find a healer here, it was worth going. He carefully watches over the angel the entire trip to make sure she was still alright.
He blinks at Lilith as she talks to Aria in her gorge hound form. “Aria said you could help.” He points to the winged woman lying on her back. “We found her injured in the Moon Temple. I’ve done what I can, but Aria says you might be able to heal the rest of her. Please, she could use your help.” The plea comes across similar to a dog's whine.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2015 17:26:32 GMT
Lilith hadn't realized her oversight of the man next to the animal. She stood again, looking away from the beast, to focus on the man. She could tell he felt this was quite the odd situation as well, and she was glad she wasn't the only one. If such events became normal in her life, she wasn't sure what she'd do. When he began to speak, her pointed ears perked, paying attention to every detail. Aria said she could help? But where was she? Lilith's eyes wandered back over the fallen girl, and she moved cautiously to her side, examining what was visible at first glance.
Moon Temple? What on earth...? She ran her hand lightly over the girl, inches from actually touching her. She needed to sense where the worst of her injuries were. After a moment, it was clear they were in her back, but it was spreading - the pain, as well as the wound. It had ripped slightly, and Lilith guessed it was from the journey to see her.
Where is Aria now? I can help, she was right, but it will be a slow process - I'm still learning. It will take a lot for me to heal her half way, let alone completely. I can get her along, speed of the process, but I will have to take some time in-between - I can't do it all at once. There was a shake to her voice, but she was surprised she could speak at all- her body was trembling. Most social contact made her incredibly nervous, more so when it was all aimed at her.
Lilith left for a moment, clearing everything off of the old wooden desk not to far from where they stood. Once everything was on the floor, she gestured for the beast, and the man, to bring the poor girl to her. Please, help me lift her onto the desk. It will be easier that way.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 2:07:48 GMT
Aria’s large paws clicked on the libraries floor, the familiar scents of books and ink wafting through her nostrils. She could feel the angel’s blood had seeped through her thick fur, matting it down. Her ears twitched when Lilith voice sounded off near her desk. Thankfully Otty was not too far behind her, and was able to explain what needed to be done. She could at least make sure the girl wouldn’t bleed to death, which was what was needed right now. As the table was being cleared Aria spoke to Otty via their mind link. ”Everything will be fine, take a deep breath and picture the calm of the forest. Lilith is a jumpy thing more confidence you have in her the more she’ll have in herself. Oh and don’t mentioned it’s me to her, I have more fun making her guess” Aria carried the angel to where she heard the books being removed and stooped down low enough so her back was level with the table, and slowly wriggled the angel off. She was sure that Lilith or Ottsoa would help. As soon as she was free of her burden she shuffled away from the books and towards the middle of the entrance…..and then gave a great shake. Spraying the blood from her fur as a dog would shed water. Frankly it stained the white marble floor in millions of little red drops. Aria looked up her eyes still closed with a dopy dog like grin.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 2:26:31 GMT
Otsoa watches as the moon elf brings a hand over the fallen angel, not quite touching her. He can sense magic, but isn’t sure what exactly she is doing yet. He wasn’t too familiar with light magic and its uses. “I don’t know what happened. She didn’t tell me. I’m not sure how she found herself in the Moon Temple either.” In all honesty, he didn’t really press hard for answers to those questions. They weren’t all that important. As for what happened, that would have to remain a mystery for now.
Otsoa is about to tell the elf that Aria is the gorge hound when he hears Aria’s voice in his head. She would get a high pitched whine in return. I don’t understand why we are keeping secrets and playing games when the situation is so grave… He sighs and looks back at the moon elf and says, “I can’t really tell you where she is. However, anything you can do would be better than where she is now.” The girl looked nervous, and he can’t blame her for feeling that way. He might be too in her position. “I’m sorry for putting this all on you suddenly.”
He picks up the angel and places her on the desk as gently as possible as Aria tries to wriggle her off. Backing away slightly, he rubs his arm. “I might be able to speed up the process. I can work manna to… well, it will give your spells a boost. However, I’ve been told the feeling is like being in a panic and can be kind of draining afterward. Or, if it suits you better, I can attend to anything you need as you work.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 2:34:42 GMT
Lilith moved to help him, but backed away, finding it best if he did it. She was a healer, but she was awful with actually moving people when they were hurt. Once the girl was on the desk, laying flat on her stomach, Lilith moved to hover over her.
No, it's alright. If Aria sent you then it's important. I don't mind at all. Lilith took a large breath and scanned the girl again with her lilac eyes. Your help would be much appreciated. I don't think I'll need much while healing, until after. So helping me, despite the potential panic, might be the best option... Her voice was faint, like she'd lost energy already, though she hadn't.
She shouldn't waste more time- Lilith brought her hands back up to the girl, but this time her skin made contact with the bloody back, not directly on the wound. Lilith closed her eyes, picturing the wound in her mind, feeling where it spread, are far it was rooted into her. Whatever it was, something had been ripped out of her back, and the roots were quite deep. Lilith's mouth hung open slightly, her face turning slightly white as she focused all her energy on closing the wound, as well as healing the nerves and muscle tissue that had been torn inside. She couldn't tell, to lost in her concentration, but her body trembled lightly, the only secure things were her hands, grounded to the poor girl, her sleeves dipped in the blood around them, soaking some of it up.
Lilith hears a shaking noise, and the sound of water falling - though it was blood, - but she didn't look up, only furrowed her brow and bowed her head.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 3:06:33 GMT
Seeing how Otty was intent on helping Lilith and Lilith was busy with the angel, it left Aria to be Aria. And Aria being Aria she was bound to find something to occupy her time. She could feel the blood beneath her paw pads; slippery on the polished floor. Her ears perked up as she stood up on all fours again. Not long after Aria was bouncing and sliding across the floor. Soon there were large paw prints everywhere; the prints trailed over to the ever prominent statues of Saden. One of them seemed to have gained a new…lady undergarment in the shape of paw prints on its chest. However that was hardly noticeable next to the large smiley face that was now on the floor painted with the blood that had been splattered from her fur. Next to it the large canine was rolling around on the ground making doggy floor angels.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 3:26:34 GMT
Otsoa does his best not get in her way as the elf examined the angel again. “Thank you for this. We kind of came out of nowhere, and you didn’t have to do this,” Otsoa said, being genuinely grateful. He wasn’t sure how he would handle this if it was left up to him and Aria.
Otsoa nods as the healer accepts his help. “Just perform the spell as you would normally.” He worried if the girl would be alright afterwards. The elf already seemed tired now.
He can feel her begin to cast as she places a hand over her again. His nose shifts to be a little more canid. At this point, he could smell manna as well as feel it. Closing his eyes to keep focused, he senses manna being channelled through her and back to the angel. He focuses on the surrounding manna, making the area more manna dense. He moves to the direction of it to the elf. It’s not so densely packed to be dangerous nor the rate being sent into the healer disabelling. However, she would feel as if suddenly her flight or fight response kicked in.
His ears perk up as he hears padded paws running around. The noise was distracting as the library was otherwise quiet. In addition, the smell of blood was about as intense as the smell of manna. Was she really playing with the blood? “Stop!” he barks, trying to focus. If he lost gripped on the flow of manna, well… he wasn’t entirely sure what would happen, but probably nothing positive.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 6:32:06 GMT
The sound of the man shout made Lilith jump and she lost concentration, her eyes flying open and her hands lifted from her back. She glanced warily at the man, and up at the beast, mortified with what it was doing.
That is outrageous! Look at all the blood! The floors, the walls... Those might be ruined... She started angry, but ended defeated. This day had certainly turned around for her, and it was slowly getting worse. What was wrong with that animal. Lilith took a deep breath and let it out loudly, turning her eyes away from the animal. If she kept watching she would say something she would regret later.
Lilith placed her hands back on the girl and glanced at the man - whom she still didn't know the name of, but there would be time for that later. Let's start again please. She closed her eyes and hunched over the girl. This was going to take a lot out of her, she may need the man to catch her if she fell.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2015 11:28:59 GMT
Arias head jerked up when she was suddenly shouted at by the patient, even slightly timid Ottsoa fallowed by a reprimand from the even more timid Lilith. The large dog blew out her nose in a snuff and sat up. Bones cracked and limbs changed eventually leaving a very smaller being sitting on the floor completely naked; with a large pout on her face. She let out a sigh.
”No one ever appreciates my art work. Here I was drawing something amusing for when she woke up”
Aria stood up and crossed her arms over her chest.
”Fine I’m going to go poke Saden, Lilith heal her till she can travel and I can bring her home to my place. I have a collection of lunar flowers that we may find helpful. Call me when you to finish”
Aria collected her clothes that Otty had brought and at least donned on her pants and shirt and trotted barefoot off into the library. A sing song voice could be heard of in the distance.
”SAADEN DEAREST I’m COMING for You!”
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Post by Trésor de Lys on Mar 6, 2015 18:12:55 GMT
The world was dark. All that could be seen was fallen ashes, tinged with reds and oranges, similar too a flame-or the coals beneath one. Trésor let the raining ashes run through her toes as she strolled through a puddle of them in this limbo. She felt weightless-no... pain-free. She could do whatever she wished here. No rules, no clauses, just independence. The flat grey land turned into a rolling hill. Trésor, without realizing, had reached the peak of the hill. It was still raining, gently. She reached her hand out to catch the burning substance and at last, one reached her palm. Her eyes followed it's fluttering pattern, she was so vulnerable to it's beauty. It, gracefully landing in the middle of her hand, singed her skin. The burn was an all too familiar feeling, leaving a mark that reminded her of something, but what? But it was not the burn itself that remained familiar, but what was burning and what was left.
Trésor looked to the sky only to find that at the base of the clouds, were her wings. Held by her Goddess. Assisted by many other angels, they plucked her feathers one by one as others took flame to the beautiful white pieces of her innocence. She reached for more ashes, running after them in panic. This was her, burning. The pieces of her, burning.
She suddenly froze. She slid her burnt hand up her side, following her figure, under her long cascading hair and up her back. Where she found a hole where the rest of her anatomy should be. Her heart stopped as she looked up hurriedly. She went to scream but couldn't. Her voice had been ripped from her too-it was somewhere amongst the ashes for her to find.
She wasn't independent any more. She never was. She will forever be shackled to the angels that she once knew. A slave to the Goddess who created her for use and abuse- she will never find her own wings. Because the wings she had weren't even hers to begin with. This nightmare she longed to face terrified her. She placed here, she didn't know where she was. Could she ever find her own place?
This nightmare, was all too familiar.
Suddenly everything went black, and she could feel pain again. She was relieved that she could once again feel. This was real. Her heart rate escalated, her back felt as though it was being singed-like her hand was. She felt broken and bloody. But the surface she felt under her was not familiar. Her eyes fluttered open, lids heavy as she tried to stay alive in presence. She saw a wooden table, beneath it a smooth, solid flooring-stained bloody from God knows what-that she did not recognize. The pain was easing from the last time she was awake, but that suddenly stopped when she heard a cry from a familiar voice. She did not have the energy to try to pin point it. Her back arched slightly from pain, only looking as if she were taking a deep breath- not as if she was awake. The easing began again, but she still felt faint. She heard another familiar voice, this time female. They appeared to be asking a question. But the voice stopped, and it seemed to run away from her.
Trésor tried moving her wings slightly, but felt nothing in response. She eased back into death's counterfeit- falling back into a light sleep.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2015 19:16:31 GMT
Lilith tried to concentrate, tried to focus, but the sound of an all to familiar voice stopped her yet again. With a start she looked up, hands falling to her sides, only to see Aria, naked, and pouting. She was where the beast used to be, and had blood here and there. Due to her words, two and two became clear.
Aria!? How- I- Okay. She shook her head, her face squished up and confused, but she let it drop. She watched as the strange woman walked away, claiming to go and poke someone, and Lilith gave up trying to understand. She raised her hands over the wounded woman once more, and her magic detected movement. The girl was coming to. Lilith glanced over at Otosa, and waited a moment. She could have sworn the girl moved, but her magic notified her when the girl fell back asleep, though it was not nearly as deep.
We should try again. I don't have to much longer until I'll need to take a break, but if I can hurry, I will be able to get some done. With a large breath, Lilith pressed her hands lightly to the girls back, almost directly on her wound. She normally avoided that head on contact, but as they were running out of time, for both Lilith and the girl, she needed to speed up the process, and lining her magic directly into the wound, would do that.
Ready...? Her voice was faint, trying to save any energy she had. Her magic had already begun to flow into the wound, and in Lilith's mind, she could visualize the healing. The slow mending of muscles and fractures, the blood slowly clotting, things coming back together. The hole probably wouldn't be visually changed as of yet, but Lilith could confidently say she was healing.
Her body had begun to sway. She knew her limit was up - not her limit of magic, because technically, it was nearly unlimited, but the limit her body could handle. She knew, but she pressed on, wanting to help as much as she could before breaking. This girl needed to be healed, more than Lilith needed to stay awake.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2015 19:07:53 GMT
As Lilith continued to heal Tresor, the door from the next room over opens up and a spectacled man walks in carrying a medicine bad. Lilith would recognize him as the man who ran the library. His calm expression worsened as he walks in and sees what is going on.
"This does not look good." He says as he walks over and inspects Tresor's injuries.
"Lilith, I will want to know how this happened, and why you brought this person here, but first lets take care of her injuries." He says, Lilith would know the man as Aren Locke, and he seemlessly slides in next to her and opens the bag. He withdraws a variety of potions and supplies from the bag and sets to work with more mundane healing that what Lilith was doing.
"Her injuries are serious, I am sorry I do no know if I will be able to do much to help but..." He looks over and watches for a moment as Lilith begins a more complicated healing, the girl alone was not going to be able to do this, but the effort she was putting in was admirable. "Lilith, I was not aware you had such a talent, but let us do what we can for this woman." He says placing his hand on Lilith's shoulder.
A few moments after he draws it back Lilith would find that healing the woman's injuries was easier than she had originally thought, and as the man worked steadily beside her a small portion of her strength would return.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2015 20:00:44 GMT
Aria fallowed in and leaned against the statue which currently had a bra painted on it with her arms crossed. Calmly watching the scene before her, it would seem this version of her dad was still not allowed to use his powers without grandpas permission…so still mylee’s dog.
”Lilith didn’t bring her here, I did, I found her at the Moon Temple. She’s missing a limb….I know Lilith can heal and I just need the woman patched up enough not to die on a flight over the forest to my home. I have a patch of lunar flowers growing at home, I don’t know how to milk them so they will have the hallucinogenic properties but it will heal her from these injuries…that is if she wishes to take it. I won’t force it on her. But I will give her a place to rest and recuperate….and you should ask fates “sister” How it happened, from the sounds of what he said this angel fell out of favor with her.”
Aria walked over to the injured girl resting her elbows on the table near the girls head while looking up at Lilith.
”You’re doing very well for someone untrained; I wouldn’t have brought her here if I didn’t know you could help.”
Aria gave her an encouraging smile; really it would seem Aria was the only one seemingly not really worried about whether the young woman would make it or not.
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