The Boat

[sparednothing]

[And there, sitting on the docks, is a cruise ship. It seems a man from InGen is waiting by the hull to greet them, a wide smile on his face]

Please accept InGen's humblest apologies for this little...mix up. We are offering you a week stay in a luxury hotel in the beautiful city of San Diego. We should arrive here this evening.

[He bustles them along inside, where all those folks who didn't get to spend a hellish four days on a dinosaur infested island are waiting for them]

[[No sections make your own. Day four ooc post | Plot hub]]

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[thraxios]

[Before Bond can escape entirely, Gideon follows him to the doorway, tapping at his arm to get his attention. He quickly scrawls out one last message for Felix's rescuer and holds it out.]

Thank you, messire.

[After that, he sits down in the one chair, on the opposite end of the room from Ashura, and spends the time attempting to erase what he's written from the tablet. Some of the lines he drew in the wax are quite deep; it will take a bit of effort to fill them in again.

At Ashura's question, Gideon looks over and shrugs, palms up. He doesn't keep medical supplies on him as a general rule, and he certainly hasn't had reason to look for any before now.]

[strangewonders]

[Howl's concentration is mostly on Felix, on getting the bleeding to stop and the wounded flesh to mend itself. It's hardly an exact science, involving mostly a direct application of his magic and a lot of willpower trying to coax everything to go back the way it should be. It's proving a bit more difficult than the last time he did this, but it's not so distracting he doesn't hear Ashura's question. It occurs to him that the two other conscious occupants of the room probably don't have much experience with Cruise ships]

The ship's staff should be able to fetch you some, assuming the other wounded haven't depleted their supplies.

[All that said without taking his eyes off what he's doing. At least it seems to be working, if not as quickly as he might like.]

[last_rat_standing]

[Bond pauses at that tap, turning to look at Gideon and his message. Well at least this man's polite and knows enough to give the healer or whatever that other man is space to work. Congratulations, Gideon! James Bond thinks you have a brain!

He gives him a nod, acknowledging his thanks before leaving. Now then. He's tired. He's filthy. His arm is throbbing and he needs a bloody drink..

Oh... and he should probably let M know he's alive, too.

With that, Bond leaves in pursuit of booze, a shower, and his employer... not necessarily in that order.]

[lord_wizard]

[Felix turns rather abruptly to the world of the conscious as the spell starts to take hold. Though perhaps a better phrase would be 'violently begins to reorder his tissues', or at least that's what it feels like. It's almost as painful, or at least alarming, as the bite itself was, albeit in a different way entirely. He gasps and thrashes a bit, not entirely aware yet of what is happening, who is doing it, or where he is exactly]

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ Ashura abandons the search for medical supplies the minute he hears Felix. He pays no mind to James, coming to Felix's side and taking his shoulders to press down gently as he can, stroking his hair with his other hand. ]}

Shhh, it will be all right Felix. Just hold on...

[thraxios]

[Gideon abandons the fidgety busywork he's been doing when he hears Felix cry out. Setting his tablet aside, he stands and moves to the other side of Howl, holding down Felix's good leg. The last thing they need is for their healer to be kicked in the face.]

[strangewonders]

[Damn, this was exactly what he was hoping to avoid. He knows the magic has no finesse to it, just the brute force of his own magic talent, and he'd been hoping Felix would stay mercifully unconscious until he was done.

No such luck, it seems. But he is, at least, nearly finished.]

Just hold him still. I'm almost done.

[He doesn't even glance at the others, just keeps focused on his work, thankful they were making themselves useful without his prompting]

[wishmadeinfire]

_{[ Ashura nods stiffly at Howl, trying his best to soothe Felix and keep him still, glad he did not seem fully aware. He could not imagine the pain that must he going on as his body was forced to knit at such a rapid rate, but he had an idea, his own scars throbbing in sympathetic pain. ]}

Just a bit more, darling, just a bit more...

[thraxios]

[Gideon is silent, watching somewhat dispassionately as he keeps hold of Felix's leg. It's no doubt painful, yes, but Felix is barely conscious. What's important is that his injured leg will heal--and hopefully with a minimum of pain after. However unpleasant this is to see, Gideon's quite certain the circumstances could be far worse, had looked so when Felix was first brought aboard; that knowledge helps him compartmentalize his worry for the moment, keeping most of it out of his expression.]

[lord_wizard]

[Felix continue to buck, though under the hands and Ashura and Gideon his movement were too clipped, hopefully, to interfere with the healing. As it was he seemed mostly delirious. Somewhere he registered the faces of the people in the cabin but couldn't manage to say anything beyond pained whimpering. It helped that, weak from the loss of blood, he was far too weak to keep up any major resistance for long]

[strangewonders]

[It took a few more tense moments before Howl withdrew his hands with a sigh, finally untensing]

That's the best I can do. The rest should heal itself with time.

[He would have liked to have healed it entirely, but he just didn't have the skill or power left for it.]