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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[Being floors away, Galadriel misses that spectacular explosions. But a request for a healer does not go unnoticed, nor does the familiarity of the handwriting.]

If you will direct me to your location, I will be but a moment.

[Ah. He knows that voice, but he doesn't think he has her name. Anyways.]

'Room 1914 Gaudium Tower.'

[And, true, to her word, she'll be there fairly quickly with a few simple salves and a small bag of herbs with her. She'll knock on the door before pushing it open and looking around- she'd wait, but with a person with unknown injuries, she'd rather not take the chance.]

[The door pushes open easily enough, and inside and still up against a wall is Jade with lots of added bumps, scrapes, scratches and whatnot, but sans one eyebrow. He looks to her and waves from his little seat.

There's a large singe mark in the middle of his room and the window is out. There's also lots of different pieces of what he'd been using scattered about so watch your step.]

'The breeze is nice, but I'll have to replace the window when I'm not bleeding.'

[When she sees what he's written, she gives a little laugh] You have your sense of humor still, at least.

[And she'll approach, stepping deftly around the debris and kneeling down to get a better look at him, her fingers hovering just over his skin.]

May I?

'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?'

[Yuan wanders over almost casually to look at the shards of glass that fell from the damaged window, before pulling out his journal to check and see how many people are screaming.

Zero is a rather heartening number, and it doesn't take him long to find Jade's entry.]

I suppose we were overdue for a random explosion, anyway.

[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.

[Jade looked to his journal and blinked, but wrote back. not as neat as usual, but it'll do.]

'Look out below.'

'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.]

[...he should have known that loud boom and the room rocking was the Necromancer's fault.]

Nice going, Jade.

'Good morning to you. I figured a little explosion is a good alarm.'

[Hello test subject when Jade gets the formula right.]

[Too late, you have a clinic doctor's attention]

I'm Dr. Beckett. What's the problem?

'Oh, I simply had a little accident and I need a bit of help with scrapes and bruises and cuts and the like since there are shards and materials about that could infect the cuts.'

[...what.]

Not really, Necromancer.

[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.]

I'd be more concerned about to the sides. Not too much structural damage, I hope - evacuating the castle is always a hassle, and I was having such a nice day without it.

Jade! Are you okay?

[Nothing, nothing.]

'Oh? I thought it was effective~'

'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.'

'With this many people, I'd think so.

However, as a general rule, don't put flames near the shattered glass. i believe there's still some residue.

Unless you like explosions. In which case, go ahead.'

'Ah, Katara, it's been a bit since I've heard from you.

To answer your question, I'm quite alright. Just bits and scratches and bruises and whatnot that I'd like to get taken care of before they get any infection.'

Well, when you put it that way...I suppose I'll have to resist the temptation.

Out of curiosity, what were you trying to accomplish? Since I doubt this was the intended result.

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/headcanons Elven healing methods

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Yay Yuan!

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skdf not a reaction I was expecting ///

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