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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 5, 2015 17:33:12 GMT
"Come on Malyns. Let's get you healed and back up to par."
"Don't touch me! None of you touch me. Just leave me be."
Zay forced the ice to recede, moving and encasing Rizuin in a sheet so he wouldn't have to touch him directly, his expression remaining icy and emotionless as he moved towards his tent, not looking back. However, when he moved to pass through the tent he grimaced, a hand pressed against a pole as he held himself up.
Aru jerked away from the soldier inside and darted out, and seeing Zay he froze, gaze traveling to Avery. "You...You went over the wall...."
"Aru, not now."
"You went over after promising you wouldn't." He looked back at Zay, golden eyes clouded and his expression broken. "You promised."
"I had to get Avery," he murmured, looking at the soldier who stepped out. "Take him to get something to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"I'm not asking," Zay looked back at him and Aru flinched, knowing the tone and he looked down, stepping away. "Go get something to eat." Aru wordlessly followed the soldier and Zay watched them from the corner of his eye.
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Post by Avery on Aug 5, 2015 17:44:49 GMT
"You...You went over the wall...."
"Aru, not now."
"You went over after promising you wouldn't. You promised."
"I had to get Avery. Take him to get something to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"I'm not asking. Go get something to eat."
Voices faint in her ears, she clutches at the ground weakly before she stands and heads into an empty tent, tears still escaping as she sits on the cot in a corner, knees pulled up to her chest, gaze glassy. Trembling, she reaches up and grabs at her shoulder, nails digging in, trying to feel something through the numb that's setting in
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 5, 2015 18:08:33 GMT
He then looked to Galen. "Blessed water is needed for the burns and the sword," he murmured, moving and stepping inside the tent without another word, resting Rizuin against a post. He settled heavily on the coat, hissing and grimacing, an elbow on his knee and the other gripping his side.
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Post by Avery on Aug 6, 2015 3:04:11 GMT
"Give him back..." Avery mutters, barely audible, voice cracking "Give him back..." she whispers, over and over, eyes wide, starting to relive her past over and over
"Blessed water is needed for the burns and the sword,"
"You aren't going to tend to her?" Galen murmurs, eyebrow raising as he studies him before he pauses, eyes trained behind X'zayvean, face paling "Malyns!"
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 6, 2015 3:28:19 GMT
"You aren't going to tend to her? Malyns!"
Zay heard his words but they didn't register as he sat, face pale and twisted in a grimace. He needed the water, they both did, and he knew that the black was eating away at both. With another shock through his back he groaned, pulling off the cloak and lifted his side, eyes sharp as he spotted the bruise, lowering his shirt down. He listened, and there was nothing more he wanted to do than to run to her aid, but he had to keep his distance. Between stepping up to his limit and being over the wall, he had to reign himself in and fight back the shadows. The last time he tried putting someone before him, and he nearly killed them out of a spite that wasn't his.
His fists clenched and he stood quickly, half stumbling out of his tent with Rizuin covered in ice in his hand, his cloak and jacket remaining on the cot and his black shirt blending with the black on his hands and arms. He couldn't wait any longer. He looked sharply at Galen, and his voice was chilly and eyes were pinched at the corners. "The cleric. Where are they."
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Post by Avery on Aug 6, 2015 4:09:06 GMT
"Give him back to me.." Avery whispers, barely audible as she stumbles out of her tent, eyes lifeless and swaying, blood dripping from her shoulder, both arms entirely black where she gripped Rizuin and fought the legion, black spots also spanning the expanse of the curve of her jaw and around her waist where her shirt failed to cover it
"The cleric. Where are they."
"They're coming, they had some othe-" Galen starts before stiffening at a sound, eyes flicking back to Avery as she lets out a strangled cry at the sight of Rizuin and starts forward, feet shuffling
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 6, 2015 4:12:04 GMT
"They're coming, they had some othe-"
Zay looked straight at Av, unmoving even as she shuffled forward, gaze chilled, calculating, jaw ticked as he fought himself. "He'll be returned," he murmured. "I'm not that careless."
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Post by Avery on Aug 6, 2015 4:22:17 GMT
"He'll be returned. I'm not that careless."
"Give him back to me now..." Avery whispers, hand outstretched, eyes on the blade, tears in the corner of her eyes, almost reaches him, crying out when mages grab her, struggles, eyes widening when they also snatch Rizuin from Zay's hands
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 6, 2015 4:27:05 GMT
"Give him back to me now..."
He remained still as a statue even after Rizuin is snatched from his grip, eyes remaining locked on Avery. "Hold the sword over fire to melt the ice when you're ready," he murmured. "I don't want anyone else getting infected with the shadow. The back of his hand came up and rubbed at the burn on his cheek, which now had simmered to an irritating itch.
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Post by Avery on Aug 6, 2015 4:44:16 GMT
"Hold the sword over fire to melt the ice when you're ready. I don't want anyone else getting infected with the shadow. "
"Please don't do this!" Avery cries, struggling against the hands holding her back, weak, shadows starting to sap her strength away
"Take her away and get her healed." Galen barks, turning his back on the two of them, making the best decision he could at the moment "And do what you will to the blade, just get it away and out of my sight."
"X'zayvean! Please!" she yells, voice cracking as she looks at him, desperation in her eyes as she squirms until she's overpowered and taken away, panicked screams heard after she disappears into a tent with the clerics
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 6, 2015 4:51:45 GMT
"Please don't do this!"
"Take her away and get her healed. And do what you will to the blade, just get it away and out of my sight."
"X'zayvean! Please!"
Zay watched them pull her to the tent, unmoving until he noticed the one standing next to him.
The woman gave a small smile at Zay as she held the sword. "You need tending to as well, X'zayvean." His eyes snapped to her, sharp and icy, and she gave a small laugh. "That gaze, just like your father. Don't look so alarmed. It's only natural I know Alphonse's son." She made a gesture, and slowly Zay moved towards the tent, the woman following behind and handing Rizuin to another Cleric. "Take it and remove the ice, then set it in a seal and pour the water on it. Don't do anything more than that until I see to their burns."
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Post by Avery on Aug 7, 2015 11:56:12 GMT
"You need tending to as well, X'zayvean. That gaze, just like your father. Don't look so alarmed. It's only natural I know Alphonse's son. Take it and remove the ice, then set it in a seal and pour the water on it. Don't do anything more than that until I see to their burns."
Nodding, she takes the sword from her teacher then walks off to another tent to do what she asked, disappearing inside of it.
"This will heal Malyns, correct?" Galen murmurs, eyes sharp as he watches the woman cleric "Your work, I mean to say."
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 7, 2015 14:00:28 GMT
"This will heal Malyns, correct? Your work, I mean to say."
"Yes," she replied, turning and looking at him. "Though I can't say it won't be painless, not with how much she's been infected with the black. However, I can't guarantee anything about her sword." She turned back towards the tent and walked to the flap. "You've no need to worry, commander. Your knight will be back on her feet come tomorrow."
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Post by Avery on Aug 11, 2015 5:03:01 GMT
"Yes. Though I can't say it won't be painless, not with how much she's been infected with the black. However, I can't guarantee anything about her sword."
"She can handle the pain, I'm sure." Galen murmurs, eyes sharp as he meets her gaze "And I don't care about that sword, not like I do her."
"You've no need to worry, commander. Your knight will be back on her feet come tomorrow."
"She better be. If she for some reason dies, your head will be mine." he states calmly, gaze trailing her until she disappears
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Post by X'zayvean on Aug 11, 2015 14:25:53 GMT
The woman stepped inside, her gaze sliding to where Zay sat, already being tended to, and she studied him a moment. She knew that expression he had, the one he held staring into space. It was the same one she was familiar with in his father. With a sigh, she turned to Avery, gesturing for a bowl of the water to be brought forth. "Some bandages as well." She stepped over to her, kneeling and looking at the burns on her arms. "Is this your first time having been burnt this way?" She asked gently, looking at her.
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