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∞ 65: Upon the smoldering battlefield [voice]

Status reports, everyone. Let's try to account for as many as we can.

If you know of any casualties or disappearances, please note them as well. They need to be kept track of in case the Malnosso decided to act while we were ... preoccupied.

Congratulations are in order. We've survived without losing the village. Now it's time to recover and aid the wounded.

If there are still any able bodies available, I would like a sweep of the perimeter done for any signs of the intruders. Feathers, clothing, armor -- if it's available, it must be studied.

...Please also be aware that the New Feather cycle, if it has returned to normal, will occur beginning tomorrow. Explain the situation to the best of your ability. Newcomers need to know that this isn't the usual state of the village.

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[She's a little disappointed when he lets the conversation fall to silence; she supposes the idea will have to be revisited at another time. The talking was distracting her from the pain; the misstep brought full awareness back. At least they're almost there; the front door coming closer and closer.]

[He opens the door and sees Raine in. After a glance around the house, he leads Raine towards her room.]

[It's not very far to go. She's scanning the house herself for signs of Genis; he's likely sleeping. Might not have even made it into bed. At least her room is the closest one, so they reach it without incident.]

[Albert glances at Raine as he helps her into her room. He wonders when he had last done something like this.]

[Helped her into her room? Probably not too long ago, if he thinks about it. At least he hasn't broken out with the dirty looks, yet. ... Lets not think too hard about that. Time to run a mental checklist of things she might need...]

... Hm?

[That would explain the deja vu. He seems to get that quite often with how often Raine gets hurt or exhausted. Geez, Raine. He helps her to her bed before straightening.]

Get some rest, Professor.

... I will. [But she's all dirty and battleworn and damn it it's even worse asking for more help when he's already brought her all the way here. She starts to take off one of her boots. The other one is still too tight.] Ah... could you bring me a washcloth and a small basin?

And bandages, I imagine. [He looks down at Raine's foot, nods, and then leaves the room.]

... yes. [While he's gone, Raine succeeds in getting one boot off, then starts to work on the other one, which takes a lot more time due to the injury.]

[It's awhile before Albert returns, but he comes back with the requested items. He sets them on a bedside table, then kneels by her injured foot.]

You've had this wound for awhile, if it's swollen up this badly.

It's possible. I don't remember the exact moment it happened. Things were busy out there for a while. [She's cast some healing spells on herself, of course, but they haven't done too much for the ankle. One of those 'time' injuries.]

I see. [He frowns, glancing at Raine as he gestures at her foot.] May I?

[She's looking at her foot herself, bruised and swollen as it is, but looks back to him as he speaks and nods, slowly.] ... All right.

[And thus he begins to slowly ... peel Raine's foot out of her shoe. At least he has gloves on.]

[She curls her fingers onto the bedsheets, wincing, but watching. It's probably easier for Albert to remove it, given his angle and the fact that he's not the one wearing the shoe.] ... Almost.

[It takes a little more time before the shoe comes off, and Albert frowns at the swollen foot.

...And there's the disapproving look.]

[She's not sure what's making her wince more. The look or her foot.] ... oh. It's worse than I thought. [... really.]

And you think you can reprimand me for my moments of not taking care of myself when you allow these types of things to happen. [He continues frowning, though he prepares a washcloth and hands it to Raine.]

[She wants to wash her face first, so she starts with that, gently rubbing the dust away. She doesn't even know what to say. It's not worth getting into an argument over] ... So I'm just supposed to look the other way because it's you?

You're supposed to take care of yourself so you don't have these issues thrown back into your face. [He stands up, brushing his gloves together.]

[She finishes scrubbing her face with the damp cloth. Much better. She sighs.] ... yes, you're right.

You say that, but will you do anything about it? [A responsible, capable woman shouldn't be getting injured or sick every two months.]

[Raine lowers her head, quiet for a moment, under the guise of checking her foot for any signs of a broken bone.]

... I have to. There's still a long way to go.

Very well. [He doesn't believe you. Repeated failure does that.]

... [If he doesn't believe her, what's the point of even asking? She's just not going to look at him while he's making that face.] I need to put a cold compress on it. That should reduce the bruises and swelling.

Edited 2009-09-06 23:31 (UTC)

∞ 65: Upon the smoldering battlefield [voice]

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