paradisa | 004//Glasses pushes

[It's been a... While since Jade's made any public posts. Lacking a voice made him less inclined to work for public broadcasts that he avoided in the first place.

This, plus all the wandering and exploring Jade had done made him tired, leaving him little choice but to take a bit of a rest in his room. After managing to change the room around a bit more with the castle's help, Jade found himself bored. this led Jade to wishing himself up some materials to experiment with. Given that Jade was short some spells without his voice, something with a little punch would help in an emergency.

The first thing that came to mind was a distraction of sorts. Something to stun the enemy or let Jade get a strategic advantage. A small flashbang would do that like a charm. Small, simple; something he could carry in his pocket. Almost like a party favor but with a bit more kick.

Unfortunately, the one Jade knew how to make was created from a specific Fonim from his world. A rock-like material that, when ground up and struck, would create a bright flash, generally used for distractions. Jade knew the combination by heart, having created it on a whim a few times and using them multiple times while training new recruits. Watching their reactions the first time always made Jade crack a smile.

However, since Jade didn't know the translation from the fonic language, there was a bit of miscommunication. Instead of the fonim, Jade wound up with a low-grade explosive power.

There was indeed a flash.

Then an explosion.

Small, but enough to effectively send Jade into a wall with the force of it and blow out his window into the yard below. Aside from a few cuts and scrapes all over and his uniform being slightly torn up, Jade's glasses had cracked and one of his eyebrows was missing. He also found his journal singed, but useful and wrote in it.]

'I appear to have failed in a small experiment. Since I'd like to not bother the clinic people with a small thing such as this, could I trouble a healer to assist me for a moment.'

((OOC feel free to react over the journal or in person if you're around his room!))

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'It never leaves me, like a plague.'

[He watched her a moment, then nodded at her question. Much as he was a fan of personal space, letting the wounds get infected from the materials was a bad idea.]

[She works quietly and efficiently, removing whatever material was left in the wounds before dabbing at them with a cloth dipped in one of those salves. Her touch is soft and gentle, indicative of both her skill and of her station- they are a healer's hands, yes, but also a noblewoman's hands- and every so often she murmurs words in a language he won't understand, something between a chant and a prayer by the sound of it.]

[Jade watched her, listening and sitting still. He wasn't much of a healer beyond what he'd learned and applied on the field. Any type of healer intrigued him. As she worked and he had access to his arm, Jade wrote.]

'Do you do this often?'

[She looks down at the text and smiles as she finishes her ministrations.]

I do so when it is required of me. Here I find my other gifts in higher demand, for there are many others with such skills.

'Ah. I've always found healers fascinating. I have no talent for the magical kind nor anything but some battlefield knowledge.'

[A dark expression crossed his face for a split second before he coated it with a wry smile.]

[The dark expression does not go unnoticed, but it does go unremarked upon.]

There are few Elven women who have not some talent in it, though I like to think myself more skilled than most. [She stands and offers a hand to help him up.]

'Oh? You do seem rather practiced.'

[Jade takes the hand and pushes himself up with little difficulty. He gives the room a once-over before he wrote.]

'You have my thanks.'

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/headcanons Elven healing methods

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