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Post by Kerrain on Jun 11, 2008 17:52:06 GMT -5
Kerrain placed a hand on Gwen's shoulder, not in a tender way, but in a commanding way. He knew the effects of Nin Pat, mainly because he's used it on himself.
"It's a mockery, what your body is making you do. This is the effect the herb has. Although the drinker is kicked into a sense of consciousness, they are still unconscious. What I want you to do, Gwen, is to use that expelling energy and center it on your temple. If you strike me, you will not be able to lift your arm again. This, I do not joke about." The pirate stated, his hand being assaulted by a myriad of sparks from the woman's body. He didn't grimace, and he didn't express the pain. At the moment, he was the one who was giving the orders.
Kerrain took his eyes off Gwen to look upon Cyndon, his eyes gesturing to the hydromancer's jaw, as if he were saying, 'you can really take a punch'. But, as Cyndon's self-esteem went into a dive, the pirate grew a grave face.
"If you blame yourself for this, you might as well mourn for every loss you've had thus far. She's not dead. Get over it and think of how a mature man would assess the situation. A mature man would not admit death in his presence. Why have your powers when all you will do with them is cry like an infant? She's fighting, and all you do is mourn the loss you haven't had yet." Kerrain said, his voice steady and vigorful.
"If you won't continue the healing from your end, I'll kill her right now so that you will be crying for a reason." He ended, turning his attention back to Gwen.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 18:06:29 GMT -5
"heheh." Cyndon laughed wryly as he watched all the tears in the air that were now revolving around him.
"There's more than one reason i'm crying. These tears will do much more than the water from that basin." He controlled the water into another pair of disks on his hands and went right back to healing Gwen as well as he could. The energy was still arcing off of her, and every once in a while it shot outwards at him, but he bared with the pain.
"The tears of a hydromancer, or any persons tears to be honest, have a higher healing power due to the sincerity that is usually necessary to create them. Therefore it forms a bigger connection between magical energies and the task at hand." Cyndon explained the mechanics of the magic even if Kerrain had no interest, which if Cyndon knew him as well as he thought, he was right. Cyndon's eyes were still puffy with crying. He had to admit that part of him had lost hope, but the tears were necessary to this point.
"Come on, Gwen! You can survive this!" Cyndon was determined to get her through this. He didn't care what it took to bring her back, he was willing to do it! This renewed zeal showed as the white light pierced the air around them, almost making it look as if there were thousands of sparkling fireflies around them.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 18:39:52 GMT -5
Gwen glared. "Until you know me you call me Guinivere," she hissed. "And how do you know any part of my name to begin with? And who are you to give me orders? I'm the daughter of the governor of a sea port not far from here. I suggest you let me go." Her eyes narrowed. Within 'Guinivere', Gwen was lost in the fog. ... What's going on? ... I'm so sleepy.. why.. am I here? Tired... sleepy.. need.. rest.. The inner Gwen fell asleep. Guinivere began to glare even more hostily.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 18:49:56 GMT -5
Cyndon looked at her with a funny look on his face. It was almost like forced kindness or courtesy
"Well then Guinivere If you must know, then i guess i can tell you. My name is Cyndon, and this is Captain Guil'tee. You came with us in your own sound mind. Give it time, you should eventually remember..." He was using the words as a cover for his mental expedition.
'Gwen! I know you're in there! Don't give up on me yet! Tell me what you can see, and i can try and help you out!' Cyndon was covertly using his healing powers on her mind as well as her neck due to proximity. It was one of his half baked schemes, but one he hoped would work out well.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 18:54:36 GMT -5
Mmph... tired.. leave.. sleep... The words were jumbled and bogged down with drowsiness. Guinivere glared at the two. "I don't know what you two are trying to pull. I would never venture off to some unknown place. When one is blind, you're better off staying in the same city. You know the people, you know the streets. Don't pity me for being blind, I've lived the streets. My father's tryin' to find me though. I apparently have quite a bundle of coin for those who catch me." Guinivere yawned. Guinivere was actually voicing complete truth. It seemed the only thing she remembered her entire life up to when she fought Guil'tee with Cyndon. Everything was blank past there.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 19:14:26 GMT -5
Cyndon thought about what she was saying in her mind... Tired, sleep, rest... Her personality was splitting due to the trauma, with amnesia placed on top of it. The only real way to get Gwen back was to trigger her memory... But how? She didn't seem to remember anything past the point where he had first met her.
"Tell me, Guinivere, what IS the last thing you happen to remember?" Cyndon was kicking himself, he didn't know why he hadn't asked the question sooner. He was still healing the wounds on her neck; they seemed to be a die-hard injury. He began thinking to find something he could do to help with her memory.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 19:27:09 GMT -5
"You asking me 'Tell me, Guinivere, what IS the last thing you happen to remember?'," she replied tartly. She thanked herself for her sharp wit, smiling within. She watched his hand mistrustfully. "And what the hell are you doing to my neck?" she spat. She slapped his hand away, glaring.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 19:37:01 GMT -5
"Attempting to heal the damage that you've been put under... Though your curt responses are making me reconsider." The disks were still shining rather brightly as he stood there waiting for her to warm up to him, which would take forever at this rate.
"We don't mean you any harm, we're trying to help you feel better, you know? Even though you may not remember it, we've been taking care of you just as much as you've been taking care of us! We're practically a family; at least i like to think so..." In the back of his mind he was thinking 'except you and i were a little more than that... for about two hours...'
"Please, just come with us on the ship. I assure you that we will do everything in our power to keep you safe and practically happy... As happy as you could be not remembering anything at least..."
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 12, 2008 8:38:30 GMT -5
"The Nin Pat lasts for about two hours. She won't be like this for long, at least, if we heal her. The liquid she just drank should start working mid-way, which will clear her mind and focus all of her pain into one central point. Manupulating nerves is an extremely delicate business." Kerain said, ignoring Gwen's comments and tribulations.
"What will happen," Kerrain went on, pushing a finger into the center of Gwen's chest, "is that the pain will swirl about here."
"Then it will continue," He added, tracing from the top of her sternum to her neck, "all the way up her wind pipe."
The pirate, still ignoring Gwen's retorts and comments, laid his vice-like grip on her shoulder. His eyes were serious as he looked at Gwen, and were devoid of concern or empathy.
"You need to stop talking, girl. Try to close your eyes and sleep."
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Post by Sea on Jun 12, 2008 8:53:07 GMT -5
"I'm not tired," Guinivere spat. "I woke up to you guys, after a nice rest. Maybe I'm having some twisted dream. Perhaps if I go to sleep, you two will disappear." She turned over on her side, back facing Kerrain and Cyndon. She waited a few moments with her eyes open, to make sure the wouldn't try anything underhanded. Contented with this, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 15, 2008 18:45:32 GMT -5
Naorin looked over at what was happening and his brows were furrowed with worry.
"Sleep tight..." Naorin stated in an off-hand manner. He looked over at Cyndon who had since ended the healing, knowing that he had finished healing what he could. He shrugged and cringed in pain after realizing he was still injured.
"Realize that you still probably hate my guts, but it would be highly appreciated if you would..." Naorin was interrupted by Cyndon
"No, It's fine. I'll help you out, but first your friend i should think, as she seems a little more injured." Cyndon used the tears from before to continue his healing on her abdomen where she was pierced with the sword. Electricity began to crackle off of the healing disks as it was going to take a lot more energy to heal her. The blood slowly began to disappear from the bandage as a hissing noise escaped from her body.
"Now on to you." Cyndon walked around her bed and stood next to Naorin. As he called more and more energy to it, his vision began to blur. The healing was taking longer than usual, and even Naorin noticed the drop in power as the light from the water was signifying something wrong. Cyndon's eyes began to droop and his breathing became labored; he was using too much energy.
"I... I can still... Still..." Cyndon fell over and passed out.
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Post by Sea on Jun 15, 2008 18:49:56 GMT -5
Guinivere jumped up. She'd heard a thump. "What's going on?" she asked, since she couldn't see anything. She could make out a figure with dim energy on the ground. It has the same appearence as Cyndon's... yet duller. Guinivere stumbled out of bed, and sat down next to the figure. She ached still, but she was worried. Why was she worried? She gently shook his shoulder. "Cyndon....?" She sighed, and let energy flow from her hand, and glide into him. She watched as his aura became brighter.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 15, 2008 19:09:27 GMT -5
Cyndon suddenly gasped heavily as he came back to consciousness with Guinivere's hands on him. His heart skipped a beat yet again as he remembered Gwen's feelings for him. He looked over at her and as he still was recovering from overuse he tiredly replied.
"Thank you, Guinivere. I really appreciate your help..." His vision was still blurry. Naorin was only half healed, but that was very quickly shoved from his mind as he jumped out of the bed and knelt at Cyndon's side, still grimacing from pain.
"Cyndon, you have got to stop doing that to yourself. Your welfare matters just as much as mine, if not more. You have to start looking out for yourself as well as others, because if you die, you won't be able to help people like i know you love to." Naorin was the master of contradictions and circular references as usual. Kendra stirred from her rest as she looked down at Cyndon on the ground from the foot of her bed.
"NAORIN GET AWAY FROM HIM! HE'S GOING TO KILL YOU!"
"What the hell is the matter with you Kendra?" Naorin glared at her icily as she scoffed and looked away.
"Cyndon is the real reason i'm ALIVE. He isn't the monster you all made him out to be, and if you insist on making him out to be that way-" He took a pin off of his undershirt that was made of an expensive metal. It was a lapel pin of a phoenix rising from black flames, and the fire was made of onyx. He took one last look at the pin and dropped it on the ground.
"If you want to insist on him being a monster only bent on killing me, then i don't want ANYTHING to do with you. He was willing to heal THE BOTH OF US and you continue to belittle him. The real monster here is you." Naorin kept a level head the entire time he was talking to Kendra, but his mind was seething with rage against her...
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Post by Sea on Jun 15, 2008 19:14:38 GMT -5
Gwen looked at Kendra's energy. It was.. familiar. "Who are you? Why do I remember you... sort of?" Guinivere's head spun with questions. "What's going on?" Guinivere sat on the ground, looking bemused. "I just don't get it.. I feel like I might know you... and I get the feeling I don't like you."
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 15, 2008 19:24:44 GMT -5
Kendra looked over at Guinivere with disbelief. She knew she was stupid, but really, so much that she would ask a question like THAT?!
"What the Hell is wrong with you?" Kendra spat at her venomously as her eyes flashed death at her. "You really don't remember, do you?! You are such a stubborn little -"
"I WON'T LISTEN TO YOU TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!" Both Cyndon and Naorin belted out at her as they both looked at each other. They both were more than willing to defend her, but only one truly loved her.
"Naorin, I'm sure that the two of us will meet again, but i do want to say that i'm sorry for the way i've treated you in the past. You're right, just because of how you were made doesn't mean you are always that way." Cyndon was beginning to feel much better so he stumbled back up onto his feet and looked around at the whole scene around him. He wryly smiled as he looked over at Kerrain; he must have had a headache at this point. So much weakness being shown and such had to annoy him.
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