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Post by Aviva on Jun 17, 2015 4:12:48 GMT
Roala watched the door shut, immediately rising to her feet- well foot. Making her way to the door, a hand tossed some feed on the ground in the corner. Hesitating a moment she opened the door before stepping out. A sudden blast of frosty air lapped at her skin and she unvoluntarily shivered. Shaking the feeling off, she snuck around the shed where prying eyes were not found before walking down the small path. Her feet were bitten by the snow with each step that was taken towards the town in the direction of the small sign.
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Post by Avery on Jun 17, 2015 4:19:36 GMT
Tensing when she moves then doesn't, he pauses, lips pursing as he debates on whether or not to help her. Relaxing a fraction of an inch when she resumes where she left off, he looks away, giving her as much privacy as he can without moving. At the sloshing sound of water reaching his ears, he turns back to look at her, glancing over her once quickly, determining her wounds. "Are you okay?" he asks quietly, eyes trained on her face, nothing else
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 17, 2015 4:28:29 GMT
"Are you okay?"
She had never been face to face with a situation like her current one. She didn't know what to do, say, think, it wasn't something she prepared for. Shivering, she moved just a little, her hand moving to her shoulder, eyes trained on the water as slowly things slipped in and out of her focus. "Define okay," she murmured, voice barely above a whisper, her hair pulled over her good shoulder, beads and feathers peeking through. She slowly, numbly, ran her fingers through her hair to remove the mud and the leaves, though her hand returned to her shoulder moments later. "I can't see this one."
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Post by Avery on Jun 17, 2015 4:36:51 GMT
"Define okay. "I can't see this one."
"Can you move?" Caspian murmurs, eyes trained on her, watches as she shifts, soft nod, steps over at her comment "Let me help you."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 17, 2015 4:41:56 GMT
"Can you move?"
"Hardly," she whispered, a hand running over her face.
"Let me help you."
Hearing him move, she shifted just a little, enough to show the wound, her head low and the shivers fading just a little. Her jaw ticked, but her mind was too foggy to try to remain defensive while she fought with herself to remain alert.
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Post by Avery on Jun 17, 2015 4:52:54 GMT
Kneeling by the tub, he shifts to get a better look at his shoulder, small pause before he reaches into the water for the rag, rings it out, dabs at the wound gently to clean it
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 17, 2015 5:01:17 GMT
Iberia laid her forehead on her knee, hissing as the rag brushed over the angry skin, hands clasped around her knee. She closed her eyes, muscles quivering, though after a while they fell still, her breathing shallow as she gave into the exhaustion and pain. Even though fire burned inside her and made her skin hot to the touch, she shivered, unable to chase the cold from her bones. The hot water helped chase the numbness away, but it did little more.
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Post by Avery on Jun 17, 2015 15:26:09 GMT
Finishing with that wound shortly after he started, he pulls back and looks at her, hazel eyes catching the light coming through the window "Are there any others you can't reach?"
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 17, 2015 21:33:50 GMT
"Are there any others you can't reach?"
Quietly, she shook her head, forehead still on her knees as she took a deep breath, half out of it. She straightened slowly, hair falling down her back as she raised her head, eyes distant. "It's cold," she murmured and looked towards the window. Rubbing her arm, her jaw worked. "Have you something I can wear?"
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Post by Avery on Jun 18, 2015 2:25:49 GMT
"It's cold,"
"I can add more wood to the fire." he murmurs, stands and goes to do it, pausing when she speaks again
"Have you something I can wear?"
"I do." turning back to her, he studies her a moment "Would you prefer men's clothing? Or women's."
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 18, 2015 2:53:03 GMT
"I can add more wood to the fire."
She nodded, looking towards the flame.
"I do. Would you prefer men's clothing? Or women's."
"I don't care," she murmured, coughing and taking a breath before pulling herself up, sitting on the edge of the tub facing away from him.
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Post by Avery on Jun 18, 2015 3:28:35 GMT
"I don't care,"
Nodding, Caspian stands and heads upstairs, staying gone for a few moments before returning with clothes draped over his arm, a dress
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 18, 2015 3:55:19 GMT
Iberia sat and waited for him, arms crossed and drawn into herself as far as she could go, fighting back another cough. She swore loudly and ran a hand over her face, cursing herself. "You're a damned fool," she murmured under her breath, brushing her hair back from her face. "A damned fool."
At the sound of footsteps she turned, looking at the man and then the cloth he held on his arm. Normally, her nose would have curled and she would've made a snarky response to the dress, but instead she took it and pulled it on, face contorting into a grimace as she pulled it close, trying to capture the heat. She stood unsteadily, hand braced against the tub as her world spun, squeezing her eyes shut against the vertigo, though a moment later she had to force herself to sit down on the floor until she regained her senses.
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Post by Avery on Jun 18, 2015 4:51:38 GMT
"Sorry." Caspian murmurs at the small look in her eyes, turns away as she slips it on, looking around the room a moment, gaze snapping back to her at the soft thump, kneels down by her "Miss? Are you alright?"
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Post by X'zayvean on Jun 18, 2015 13:44:08 GMT
"Miss? Are you alright?"
She pressed a hand to her forehead and found a spark of her fire despite her exhaustion. "I've been in a battle, swam in freezing water in the north's winter, shot through a Damned arm, fighting cold and fever," Iberia grumbled, voice wavering and lips curling in a small snarl. "I'm perfectly fine."
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