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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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There's a crew listing on the communicators, you can look it up.

[So, what happens next is probably interesting: First, her communicator appears out of thin air, and then she is using her wind magic to levitate it, a tiny little green whirlwind supporting it, holding it still in the air.]

[ Zaveid reaches out with his own control over the wind - his wind - to wrap it around the device, feeling out how hers changes and connects with his. It's interesting, and he tilts his head, curious. ]

Nice trick.

I've had a lot of practice.

[read: she knows a lot of tall people who store shit in high places.

tall people are the fucking worst.

still, once she notices his wind interacting with the device, she's lessening her own so he can take the communicator if he's after that.]

You can do something like that too, can't you?

[ He's not, really, but he lets it drop, moving the wind ever so slightly so it can fall down onto her bed rather than the floor. He's fine with his own device; he just wanted to see how her wind felt. ]

Something like that, yeah. I'm a wind seraph.