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

[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.