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[experiencepoints]

Who: Everyone messed up by the dragon plot, and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Blue Fish's clinic!
When: All throughout the Solrius dragon plot and through the space flight to the next destination.

[So several RPG characters, a dragon, and two messianic figures walk into a planet.

Everything is suffering and tears, there's a lot of dead people, there's no punchline. But, hey, for the survivors, the Blue Fish's clinic is treating wounds and generally being a decent place to rest and recover and pray you don't see a dragon again. And for those who weren't involved, there's enough people bedridden here that there may just be someone you want to visit.]

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[deviances]

[ WELL, this sure has been a helluva shindig. And now, Eithan's hanging out in the med bay.

He's mostly okay - Lailah's healing made sure of that much - but it's better to be safe than sorry, he guesses, especially after getting literally tossed around, having your face smashed into the fucking mud, Dragon Shenanigans (TM), etc etc. Besides, he's still pretty beat-up looking when he actually gets back to the ship. Like hell if anyone's going to let him just sneak away from a clinic stay...

But when he's not sleeping (which, to be fair, is happening a lot, because goddess that was a lot of energy spent) he's pretty bored. And fidgety. You might catch him playing with a tiny fireball between his fingers, like anyone else might do a coin. What? It's something to do! (Commentary on any whining about boredom is also fair game. Because there will be much of that.) ]

[experiencepoints]

[There's another girl there who's had the shit kicked out of her, but she's mostly just interested in that fireball.]

What kind of magic is that?

[deviances]

Elemental control. [ He cracks a small smile. ] I'm a fire mage. Explosive focus, but I'm not about to play around with somethin' like that in a damn hospital. So, simple fire it is.

[experiencepoints]

[Despite the bandages all over her face, she is basically lighting up.]

That's way different from mine, but I do a lot of elemental manipulation, too- Oh, um, sorry, my name is Nightingale, I'm a mage, we should compare notes.

[she's so excited for magic.]

[deviances]

[ He's totally lighting up, too. ]

Yeah, we definitely should. I'm Eithan - nice to meet you Nightingale. [ Beat. ] Even if it's while we're both beat-up. So what's your magic like?

[stefanged]

[During one of his numerous visits to the Clinic, Stefan flops down onto a chair by Ethan's bed and offers up a book. It's not exactly quality - think one of those pulpy mysteries where the writing style is half the fun - but it's definitely better than nothing.]

Hey. Looks like you're a little better today.

[deviances]

[ Hey, a book! Not his usual grab for entertainment, but he'll take it, dude. Thanks. He looks the cover over, curiously. ]

Yeah, definitely feelin' better. Hopin' I can get out soon... It looks so much worse than it actually is, you know?

[ He's pretty sure that's the case. Totally. Yep. ]

Favorite of yours? [ He nods at the book. ]

[stefanged]

I hope so too. Can't be fun being cooped up in here.

[He remembers how injured and exhausted everyone was, and hey - it looks like the bruising around Eithan's eye is gone, which should be good news for him. At the mention of the book, Stefan nods, failing to hide a rather impish smile.]

Kind of. Since I figured you weren't much of the book-ish type, I tried to get something funny. It's not quality, [as the genre goes, alas] but every page's still great.

[deviances]

[ He grins a bit. ]

I'll give it a try. Especially if it's funny, and seein' as I'm not goin' anywhere anytime soon. [ Snort. ] Thanks, man.

How're you, though? I mean, at least you're not all beat-up, but...

[ But damn, that sure was A Thing they just went through. ]

[save_the_souls]

[Allen's on the bed not too far from Eithan. He's been out for the past couple days, and not in great shape himself, but-]

Are you alright, Eithan?

[It looks like he's playing with fire...so maybe that's a good sign?]

[deviances]

[ Eithan's been worried about Allen - the whole not waking up for a bit thing is a little on the alarming side, if completely understandable given the incredible amount of power and energy he saw the guy use - so it's good to see him conscious. He offers up a smile and a nod. ]

Yeah, mostly. Still kinda hurts if I try to do too much, but I'm fine. What about you, though?

[save_the_souls]

[He gives a little nod, rubbing his neck with his regular arm.] Right, that makes sense.

[As for himself?] I'll be fine, I've recovered from worse. Thank you though...for helping.

[deviances]

Worse? Geez... but good. And hey, don't mention it. I'm glad I could help at all.

[ He looks around, puts out that fireball in his hand before turning to Allen again. ]

Have you, uh, heard from anyone else?

[ He seriously hopes the others are hanging in there, one way or another. Given all of the chaos, though... ]

[monolike]

[At some point, after overhearing Eithan tell other people how bored he is, Sorey will quietly approach his bedside and set down a stack of books on the nighstand along with a small puzzle he'd picked up at the station that resembles a Rubik's cube.]

...hi, [he starts awkwardly.] Eithan, right? I didn't get a chance to thank you properly for everything you did for me.

[deviances]

[ Wow, that's generous - definitely gives him something to do while he's in here, since being antsy and whining about it isn't helping matters. ]

Heh, you don't have to thank me. I just did what I could. But! Thank you for the books and stuff. Hopefully it'll make the time go by faster.

[ He smiles, like there's nothing that should be strained between them. Like it's all okay. Because truth be told, he isn't worried about it. What he is worried about, though, is... ]

How're you though, Sorey? How're you holdin' up?

[monolike]

[There's a trashy romance novel in there, enjoy that. Everything else is nonfiction, mostly historical.]

Ah. Well, if I'm honest, terribly. [And he's trying to be honest, even if it's hard. He has no less than five people who would trounce him without a second thought if he started lying about his feelings again.

He rubs his hands together, unable to look Eithan in the eye. This sort of thing can be uncomfortable for other people.] You know. I'm just keeping busy. I hear this sort of thing takes time, so... ['This sort of thing.']

[deviances]

[ He is going to have so many questions about your fiction tastes dude fdjsak

He figured the answer would be something like that though. And man, "this sort of thing," indeed. Cue a few flashbacks to having to deal with his former teacher... that he immediately shoves down and ignores because that's healthy and now is not the time But... it's pretty much true. And he nods. ]

Time, yeah. And bein' honest about it, havin' people around. [ Beat. ] I know we just met and all, but if you ever wanna talk about stuff? Or talk about, y'know, nothin'? You can find me.

[robitussin]

[she's been in the clinic for a while at nightingale's bedside when she notices his presence, and glances over at him]

Oh, hey. You're here too, huh?

[deviances]

[ He grins when he sees her. ]

Oh! Hey. Heh. Yeah, uh, I... kinda got hit pretty hard. ... A few times. ... Okay a lot.

[robitussin]

Yeah, you look like shit.

[not really one to mince words]

You need anything?

[deviances]

[ Hey, it gets a chuckle out of him. ]

Nah, I'm good. Looks worse than it is. [ One hand reflexively goes to his eye - the bruising is way down, but it still looks, well, yeah. Like shit. ] Thanks, though.

What're you here for? Helpin' out, or visitin' someone?

[arcanepower]

[Belthazar originally stopped by to give some food to Allen, but now he's thinking that he should've made cookies for everybody. After his initial delivery, he comes back, and this time he has an armful of books. He sets them in a place that's out of the way and takes one in particular-- a book on fire techniques.]

I didn't know you got mixed up in that...

[In Mikleo having to die, he doesn't say.]

Are you all right?

[deviances]

[ He manages a small smile for the elf, but he is still a little out of it - even if he swears he's not. ]

Ah, yeah. I did. I went with Allen.

[ So... yes. Very mixed up in that. Still trying to sort it all out in his head, too. ]

And I'm fine, pretty sure it looks worse than it is. They're not lettin' me go yet, though. [ Sigh. ]

[arcanepower]

As someone who assists healers frequently, you do not look like you should be released. Sorry.

[Belth smiles, but it's equal parts relief and sadness.]

Anyway... I brought you something I thought you might like. [He holds it out for Eithan to take.] This is a treatise on using glyphs to improve the potency of fire magic. There are several chapters on variations as well, so you can do more than just make fireballs with the right training.

[deviances]

[ Aww. Have another sigh for that one - exaggerated as it is. ]

Not you, too, man... Geez. Now I'll never get out of here.

[ He notices that sadness, but before he can ask if he's okay, he's getting a book handed to him! So he takes it first, turns it in his hands to see both covers, flips through the first few pages... And the more Belth talks about it, the more he's actually interested. Sure, he's already powerful by his own world's standards, but this could be something entirely different... This is the kind of book he can appreciate! He smiles at the elf. ]

Dude, seriously? That's awesome! Where'd you get this? Is it from your world?