[ Yuri sighs and gets out a detergent box called DONE, which is how she feels right about now, and opens it. "Be able to command someone to do one innocuous task for you." ]
"Please stay in the pod until you recover enough by my standards."
[ Yuri knows that Temenos would be extremely annoyed with this even before using the item, but she'd rather not see Temenos tire himself out right away. Get some energy first... ]
... Thank you. Why do you want the staff back so much, Temenos?
[ She knows it's a tool, but she's seen Temenos carry it with him everywhere as if it's like a security blanket despite not having powers. ]
[ his voice is a little hoarse, and he coughs before he answers - it's not flower petals, just this kind of sickly, icky cough. ] ... Because I have more than enough mana to heal myself now that I've rested, and I don't want to occupy this pod when I don't have to.
[ infuriatingly it is a very logical answer and not a sentimental one - it's because it hurts, because he's really not any good with being in this much pain, at all, and he wants to cooperate with yuri and stay sitting down? but he also doesn't want to hog up the pod, not when he's got his skills back, and sometimes, being able to heal is such an important part of your life that it's a security blanket in and of itself. ]
[ he really - he really doesn't love this, actually, and it's only because it's yuri that he's not more of a brat about it, frowning in a way that he rarely ever does. he looks... tired, too, just exhausted, and he doesn't really fight it beyond that because he doesn't want to say anything mean, though he coughs - once, twice, a handful of flower petals colored a burgundy red, and spits them out onto the floor by the pod.
temenos just lets her do whatever she wants, though, taking the thermometer and placing it. it comes up feverish, which she probably expects by now! wow. ]
[ She takes the thermometer out and gives Temenos painkillers and water. She sees those petals, but doesn't say anything about them. If he takes the painkillers, Yuri will grab the staff and hand it over to Temenos. You will not leave the pod. Not yet. ]
[ he's quiet for a moment, not quite giving her an answer.
but, eventually, the one that comes is a more honest one, cutting to the quick of the actual issue. ] ... I promise you, I am not the sort of person who runs away from what is necessary, or brushes off injury. Nor am I irrational.
[ he's not charles!!!! he's a squishy cleric baby who rarely gets hurt as badly as he's been hurt today, and he does not enjoy it. ] If it does not work, then so be it. I will stay in the pods. But I do not want to be denied the ability to try.
[ which he thinks is fair. temenos' magic means so much to him, more than he'd ever really show, and that's maybe the crux of the problem. beyond anything else, he's been useless for eight weeks. he's so, so tired of having to be useless.
with that, temenos reaches for his staff - curls his finger around the familiar wood. it's a little more damaged than it was before, covered in blood the same way he has been, and there are acid burns along the wooden staff itself, but it's still here. his connection's still here.
he won't cast it immediately, at least - waiting, to give her a chance to reply. ]
[ She watches him for a while, those fingers curling around the staff. She listens to him speak, and she knows these things. They're familiar to her too, despite how she doesn't have innate magic. Sure, she knows how to handle tools that have powers, but it's when Temenos talks about the denial that Yuri just mentally curls in on herself. She gets it and that's why she berates herself internally. ]
... Then, please... cast your magic. I'll be here. And... I'm sorry.
[ well, listen. it's sweet yuri, so, before he does, he lifts his other hand - his hands seem to be relatively uninjured, anyway, save for a few burns, and gently puts it on top of her head. his poor little lamb. ]
You may be right, anyhow, and then you can rightfully tell me you told me so.
[ with the very slightest ruffle of her hair.
but, once he's done that, he focuses more inwards, turning his attention to his hold on the staff itself, though his other hand stays on top of her head, eyes fluttering shut, he takes a deep breath in, and out, and reaches for the fluttery sensation of magic that's not always there, like an ember desperately trying to light a full flame. ]
... fear not, I shall keep you from harm.
[ the words of the spell spoken are protective and gentle in his quiet voice. for a moment, nothing happens - it's like the spark is trying to catch. once, twice, three times, and then - and there's a flicker, and the spell kicks in properly.
temenos' magic is warm. yuri's felt the power of his holy light in the memory share, but this is so different. the spell he casts is prayer for plenty, a spell that is his and his alone, representative of his divine connection with aelfric, one unmatched by anyone else in solistia. here, weakened by a lack of energy and a poor connection, it's not nearly as strong as it could be. but, there's a light that floods briefly, the green color of healing and succor, and warms up the room like you've just come in from a cold winter's night to a roaring hearth.
weakened considerably, it's still enough - it takes. the stab wound in his shoulder seals up further - the acid burns start to lighten in color in severity - and the wound on his cheek closes up entirely. the same strength as the pod for a couple of hours in the span of just a few seconds. he exhales, slowly, when the spell completes, eyes fluttering open. ]
[ Yuri is in awe of what she can feel with the spell with his hand gently on her head. It's warm. It's comfortable. It makes her want to relax, so her shoulders drop. ]
It worked...! I'm really glad that I didn't have to tell you so. Um, do you feel hungry? Or thirsty? I can bring back anything you need.
[ oh, that is immediately better. it's not just the heal that takes that seems to make things better - he is almost clearly, visibly more relaxed after he gets to cast the spell itself. it's nice, not to be powerless. he exhales out, slowly pulling his hand away from yuri's head and giving her a smile, sweet and reassuring. see? all good.
as for the question... he thinks. he's not fighting getting out of the pod because of the command but it is a little redundant. ]
... I'm alright, I believe. Though - perhaps water would be nice.
[ cute... he will take the water from her and take a long swig of it - that's nice, actually. you ever just get so dehydrated from running around the world's worst meat plant. ]
If you insist, very well. [ he doesn't know what a vitamin is, actually, because he is a faith healer and not a doctor so he'll just take it. watching yuri flutter around, though, temenos is quiet and thoughtful, observing... and then: ]
... You've really grown since we've arrived here, Yuri.
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"Please stay in the pod until you recover enough by my standards."
[ She's not having this. Not anymore. ]
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...he sits back down, though. ]
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... Thank you. Why do you want the staff back so much, Temenos?
[ She knows it's a tool, but she's seen Temenos carry it with him everywhere as if it's like a security blanket despite not having powers. ]
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[ infuriatingly it is a very logical answer and not a sentimental one - it's because it hurts, because he's really not any good with being in this much pain, at all, and he wants to cooperate with yuri and stay sitting down? but he also doesn't want to hog up the pod, not when he's got his skills back, and sometimes, being able to heal is such an important part of your life that it's a security blanket in and of itself. ]
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[ After she's done cleaning him up, she goes over to get a thermometer. ]
Place this under your tongue, please. I need to take your temperature.
[ And she'll get some painkillers for him along with a glass of water. ]
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temenos just lets her do whatever she wants, though, taking the thermometer and placing it. it comes up feverish, which she probably expects by now! wow. ]
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...Using these on me would be a waste of supplies, Yuri. [ gently, at least. ] I don't need them.
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[ But she's not as stern with this. ]
Is it because when you heal yourself, you'll no longer need them?
[ But here's the staff anyway. ]
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but, eventually, the one that comes is a more honest one, cutting to the quick of the actual issue. ] ... I promise you, I am not the sort of person who runs away from what is necessary, or brushes off injury. Nor am I irrational.
[ he's not charles!!!! he's a squishy cleric baby who rarely gets hurt as badly as he's been hurt today, and he does not enjoy it. ] If it does not work, then so be it. I will stay in the pods. But I do not want to be denied the ability to try.
[ which he thinks is fair. temenos' magic means so much to him, more than he'd ever really show, and that's maybe the crux of the problem. beyond anything else, he's been useless for eight weeks. he's so, so tired of having to be useless.
with that, temenos reaches for his staff - curls his finger around the familiar wood. it's a little more damaged than it was before, covered in blood the same way he has been, and there are acid burns along the wooden staff itself, but it's still here. his connection's still here.
he won't cast it immediately, at least - waiting, to give her a chance to reply. ]
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... Then, please... cast your magic. I'll be here. And... I'm sorry.
[ She hiccups some tiny purple petals. ]
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You may be right, anyhow, and then you can rightfully tell me you told me so.
[ with the very slightest ruffle of her hair.
but, once he's done that, he focuses more inwards, turning his attention to his hold on the staff itself, though his other hand stays on top of her head, eyes fluttering shut, he takes a deep breath in, and out, and reaches for the fluttery sensation of magic that's not always there, like an ember desperately trying to light a full flame. ]
... fear not, I shall keep you from harm.
[ the words of the spell spoken are protective and gentle in his quiet voice. for a moment, nothing happens - it's like the spark is trying to catch. once, twice, three times, and then - and there's a flicker, and the spell kicks in properly.
temenos' magic is warm. yuri's felt the power of his holy light in the memory share, but this is so different. the spell he casts is prayer for plenty, a spell that is his and his alone, representative of his divine connection with aelfric, one unmatched by anyone else in solistia. here, weakened by a lack of energy and a poor connection, it's not nearly as strong as it could be. but, there's a light that floods briefly, the green color of healing and succor, and warms up the room like you've just come in from a cold winter's night to a roaring hearth.
weakened considerably, it's still enough - it takes. the stab wound in his shoulder seals up further - the acid burns start to lighten in color in severity - and the wound on his cheek closes up entirely. the same strength as the pod for a couple of hours in the span of just a few seconds. he exhales, slowly, when the spell completes, eyes fluttering open. ]
... There.
[ relief. ]
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[ Yuri is in awe of what she can feel with the spell with his hand gently on her head. It's warm. It's comfortable. It makes her want to relax, so her shoulders drop. ]
It worked...! I'm really glad that I didn't have to tell you so. Um, do you feel hungry? Or thirsty? I can bring back anything you need.
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as for the question... he thinks. he's not fighting getting out of the pod because of the command but it is a little redundant. ]
... I'm alright, I believe. Though - perhaps water would be nice.
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Here you go. Do you want some vitamin gummies too? You lost a lot of blood...
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[ cute... he will take the water from her and take a long swig of it - that's nice, actually. you ever just get so dehydrated from running around the world's worst meat plant. ]
If you insist, very well. [ he doesn't know what a vitamin is, actually, because he is a faith healer and not a doctor so he'll just take it. watching yuri flutter around, though, temenos is quiet and thoughtful, observing... and then: ]
... You've really grown since we've arrived here, Yuri.
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... I think so too.
[ There's no denial. ]
I definitely changed for the better.
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[ cute... he takes the gummy, squishing it between his fingers briefly before eating it. like a grape.. ]
You ought to be proud of yourself. I certainly am proud of you.
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[ Low expectations, but they were fulfilled. ]