[ dryly. she's missing molars from some of her fights, it's always very obvious when she's gone hard, which is always. there's a beat, and she holds out her hands, pursing her lips. ]
It's fine, nothing's broken. [ they're red and scraped, maybe a little bruised. ]
[Her eyes flick up, catching that shift in posture.]
Hey, it's all right. Relax. I'll only be a moment. [Rosamund smiles softly.] Healing Word is a spell. It can fix you a up a little. Not spectacularly, but enough to take care of small things, or give you a second wind in a pinch. It's saved me more than once.
[ don't believe her, she is covered in blood from stupid bar fights like 95% of the series. she ignores the it's all right because she refuses to be Seen, glancing away. for a second. because then she looks back with her eyebrows raised. ]
Then you'd have to direct me to the other guy next time. Who was it, by the way? Did someone egg you on? What were you doing?
[Stop withholding.
anyway she will be polite and not press further about her skittishness, at least she's not yanking herself away. That would be really annoying.]
No, nothing like that. I know some spells? My friend Timothy is a proper witch though, and my other friend Pinocchio can work great magic too. Mine is mostly little things to sort of help along. Especially with nature. I spent a great deal of time in the woods before.
Nature girl, huh. Got it. [ got what. ] ... Magic's really different where you're from, I'm guessing.
[ oh, also: ]
Anyway, it was Jacopo, and we didn't fight, he just said he really wanted cigarettes and I wanted booze, so. I punched the glass, and it was like a brick wall.
Magic's very different most everywhere, I think. Same with technology? We don't have much of that at all where I'm from. Not all the, um, computer stuff anyway. Or vehicles.
[Scoffs, though a bit fondly.]
That wouldn't have been my first guess, but you know what? He does strike me as the type to beg for a smoke.
Right. I keep forgetting, some of them were quite a lot shorter. [she finishes cleaning one hand and moves to the next, delicate and effective.] It is very strange to think about. But if there's anything you want to ask about it, you can always run it by me?
Or just vent about how strange all this is. I mean, my first time out in places like these, I didn't understand how anything worked! It was completely the opposite of everything I knew. So I get it! Culture shock, world-hopping style.
If I've got questions I'll come straight to you. [ a touch softer. ] The different people, the way they all look or act - that doesn't surprise me so much. We've got so many types at the bottom that nobody here isn't something I've already seen.
It's just how resigned everybody has been so far that's throwing me.
I suppose that isn't a very good impression to make. It just...it did wear on you greatly. Things moved very quickly, but it was also very easy to grow close to people. Only to find out they were dead that weekend, and someone else you cared about had killed them. And even if you died, it...wasn't much easier.
[ she only had two weeks, but her life is full of this sort of thing. it's not new, to think about friends dying and killing each other and then dying yourself. ]
In shitty situations like this you bond quick. I get it.
[There's a downward cast to her eyes, but her voice comes with a touch more warmth now.]
True. Even my friends from before this, we all met in really dire circumstances, and it was no time at all before we were inseparable. [Rosamund wipes away the last of the solution and gather's Vis hands into her own, tapping one impertinently with her thumb.] I don't have the proper bandages for these on me, so you'll go grab some from the first aid station, won't you?
It'd be really lame to get an infection before anything crazy happened.
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she's shaking it out with an annoyed look. ]
This is that one guy's fault. [ GRUMBLES. ]
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[Nevermind. She comes closer, holding out her hands and taking no prisoners.]
Come, let me see.
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[ dryly. she's missing molars from some of her fights, it's always very obvious when she's gone hard, which is always. there's a beat, and she holds out her hands, pursing her lips. ]
It's fine, nothing's broken. [ they're red and scraped, maybe a little bruised. ]
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[girl she just met you]
That doesn't mean it's nothing. [aaaah. Very gently examines.] Well, these scrapes won't do. Hold still.
[Pulling some (admittedly pilfered) disinfectant from her pocket and dabbing it on with a fresh kleenex, courtesy of the souvenir shop.]
If it wasn't for this stupid place I could just send you a off with a Healing Word, but no harm in doing it the old fashioned way.
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[ dryly. but. she will let rosamund do this, even if she gets all tense. stands very, very still, like. a prey animal. okay. ]
Healing Word?
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[Her eyes flick up, catching that shift in posture.]
Hey, it's all right. Relax. I'll only be a moment. [Rosamund smiles softly.] Healing Word is a spell. It can fix you a up a little. Not spectacularly, but enough to take care of small things, or give you a second wind in a pinch. It's saved me more than once.
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[ don't believe her, she is covered in blood from stupid bar fights like 95% of the series. she ignores the it's all right because she refuses to be Seen, glancing away. for a second. because then she looks back with her eyebrows raised. ]
You're a mage?
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[Stop withholding.
anyway she will be polite and not press further about her skittishness, at least she's not yanking herself away. That would be really annoying.]
No, nothing like that. I know some spells? My friend Timothy is a proper witch though, and my other friend Pinocchio can work great magic too. Mine is mostly little things to sort of help along. Especially with nature. I spent a great deal of time in the woods before.
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Nature girl, huh. Got it. [ got what. ] ... Magic's really different where you're from, I'm guessing.
[ oh, also: ]
Anyway, it was Jacopo, and we didn't fight, he just said he really wanted cigarettes and I wanted booze, so. I punched the glass, and it was like a brick wall.
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Magic's very different most everywhere, I think. Same with technology? We don't have much of that at all where I'm from. Not all the, um, computer stuff anyway. Or vehicles.
[Scoffs, though a bit fondly.]
That wouldn't have been my first guess, but you know what? He does strike me as the type to beg for a smoke.
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He's an interesting guy. [ a normie... also, she's very slowly relaxing. it's a process, but she's not stiff as a board. a sigh. ]
I feel like I'm behind. All of you are six weeks ahead of me in being used to the - multiple universe thing, it's crazy.
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Right. I keep forgetting, some of them were quite a lot shorter. [she finishes cleaning one hand and moves to the next, delicate and effective.] It is very strange to think about. But if there's anything you want to ask about it, you can always run it by me?
Or just vent about how strange all this is. I mean, my first time out in places like these, I didn't understand how anything worked! It was completely the opposite of everything I knew. So I get it! Culture shock, world-hopping style.
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If I've got questions I'll come straight to you. [ a touch softer. ] The different people, the way they all look or act - that doesn't surprise me so much. We've got so many types at the bottom that nobody here isn't something I've already seen.
It's just how resigned everybody has been so far that's throwing me.
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[She makes a face like ah yes. This.]
I suppose that isn't a very good impression to make. It just...it did wear on you greatly. Things moved very quickly, but it was also very easy to grow close to people. Only to find out they were dead that weekend, and someone else you cared about had killed them. And even if you died, it...wasn't much easier.
So. Not ideal. Not really.
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[ she only had two weeks, but her life is full of this sort of thing. it's not new, to think about friends dying and killing each other and then dying yourself. ]
In shitty situations like this you bond quick. I get it.
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True. Even my friends from before this, we all met in really dire circumstances, and it was no time at all before we were inseparable. [Rosamund wipes away the last of the solution and gather's Vis hands into her own, tapping one impertinently with her thumb.] I don't have the proper bandages for these on me, so you'll go grab some from the first aid station, won't you?
It'd be really lame to get an infection before anything crazy happened.
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Yeah, yeah. Fussy.
[ but it's affectionate, and she sort of rubs at rosamund's hands with her own thumbs, absently. ]
I'll get the bandages. Thanks for the assist, princess.