The first magpie [action]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Consciousness returns to him at a leisurely pace. For a few moments Dhaos refuses to open his eyes, preferring to attempt to banish the residual images of fire and steel, of the light of death and dancing crustaceans. After finding his efforts only marginally successful, he finally decides to face the world.

The first sight that greets him is a view of the ceiling, though a bit of an IV drip is visible from the corner of his eye. Turning his head slightly - it hurts too much to move anything else - he traces the tube running from the bottom of the bag with his eyes. It's connected to me, he mentally notes somewhat dispassionately as he watches the blood flow into his veins. He returns his gaze to the ceiling.]

So it was all real then...? [To anyone listening, they would think the slight tremble in his voice was purely from the trauma of the previous day.]



((OOC: Open post! Anyone who's in the clinic or wishes to drop by can bother Dhaos if they want~))

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

[ Ah, that voice sounds familiar. ]

... quick, to recover. [ Duke's trying to tell who else is in the clinic without having to get too far in. If its the grouchy man, he'd rather get out now. Dhaos might feel a faint swirling of magic, one that is centered about Duke. ]

Sorry it took a tad long to reply!

[fistfullofmagic]

[The familiar sounding voice and swirl of magic catches Dhaos' attention, briefly distracting him from his thoughts.]

...Hello?

s'okay o/

[radiantwingedone]

Hmmn. [ He heard your hello, letting you know that. Some more swirling of magic and -

Did he come in at everyone's break? Good and bad. ]

Recovered quickly, to be speaking again. [ A bit repeating, but oh well. He'll carefully make his way into the room a bit more. ]

[fistfullofmagic]

["Recovered quickly"...? How did he...? It dawns on Dhaos that he's speaking to the man he landed on when he'd arrived.]

Thank you for helping save my life, though I apologize for landing on you. [A pause.] ...How long was I out?

[radiantwingedone]

... Gave me a reason to throw out those clothes. [ Because.. they were really gross afterwards. His awkward way of saying don't worry about it. ]

.... Roughly a day. May feel like less, used Stop Flow perhaps a little much to be particularly healthy for either. [ Tired. He might have slept most of that day. ]

[fistfullofmagic]

...Stop Flow...? [He remembered hearing the white-haired man using the spell a few times, but he never could tell what it was doing at the time.]

[radiantwingedone]

.... Something I probably shouldn't use. [ Does this surface feel more or less clear? Yep? Duke takes a seat on a bed nearish. ]

Stops flow of time for a target. Only a few seconds each casting, however... [ When someone has heavy internal damage, it might as well be used. ]

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos nods, understanding the implied last part of that last sentence. A few extra seconds could be the difference between life or death when grievous bodily harm to the torso was involved.]

You didn't exhaust yourself I hope?

[radiantwingedone]

Simply tired, easy enough to recover from. [ Unlike. You know. Broadsword to the gut wounds. ]

[fistfullofmagic]

...That's good.

[The man wasn't asking questions. A good thing, that.]

[radiantwingedone]

.... [ That's because he doesn't know if he should be asking anything. Dhaos may notice that, while Duke is looking in the right direction, the focus is not quite right. ]

....... [ Yup. ]

And thus springs an opportunity to teach Dhaos about losses

[fistfullofmagic]

[Dhaos does notice. He doesn't exactly have anything else to focus on, after all.]

...Are you sure you're all right? You look a little...unfocused.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke blinks once, and while his focus does get a bit better - around the area of Dhaos's neck, really - it's not quite right still. ]

Hard to be focused with nothing to focus on. [ As close as he's going to get to "I can't see". ]

[fistfullofmagic]

["Nothing to focus on?" What does he mean by that? And why is he...looking...at...

Realization dawns on Dhaos.]

...You're blind?

[radiantwingedone]

... correct. [ Just good at pretending he can. ]

Hoooboy...took a while to answer this one...

[fistfullofmagic]

You use magic to help navigate?

s;okay XD

[radiantwingedone]

... Correct.