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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 11:18:16 GMT -5
"Fine. But watch yourself," she replied. She marched out of the stadium. She stopped by a barrel to get some water, but as she bent down, she shot back up, a stifled shriek of pain rising from her lips. Her hands flew to her neck, it burned, it ached. As she touched it, the pain escalated and she fell to her knees. The fall jostled her head about even more, and she swayed, before falling down completely, barely concious.
"She's been taken in to one of these houses.. she collapsed on the street." Maha-Raja knocked on a door, and a solemn woman came to meet them. She ushered them in without a word. She pointed up the stairs, and Maha was up them in minutes. "Mother?" he murmured. An elderly woman was lying in the bad. She had dark skin like Maha, but her hair was white. Her face was lined with age. Her eyes were barely open. "Maha.." she rasped. Maha ran over to the bedside, taking her wizened hand in his own. "Ma.. you.. you're going to be alright, aren't you?" The old woman laughed faintly. "Maha.. you have to let go.. your mother's old.. my time's come, Maha.." "But mom.. I need you.." "You're a big boy now, Maha. You'll be fine. Get a job on a ship again. You always were a fine worker." "But ma.. you have to stay.. please, don't go, ma.." The old woman smiled. "I have to go, Maha.. you're a good boy, Maha.. you turned.. turned out fine.." She brought one hand up to his forehead. "Be good.. I won't leave you, Maha... I'll be watching you.. I'll always be with you.." "No! Ma!" The cry came too late. The old woman closed her eyes. "Always..." She was still. Maha hugged her tiny body, but she didn't stir. He laid her back down. Tears fell on the blanket.. "I knew I shouldn't have come.. she was too sick.."
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 11:26:01 GMT -5
"GWEN!" Cyndon ran flat out to Gwen's side and picked her up without hesitation. He ran as fast as he could towards the infirmary ward, making sure to keep her steady. He was worried out of his mind as he saw her clasp her hands to her neck where the man had clutched her. He looked at the bruises as they seemed more intensely shown now.
"Medic! What's wrong here?!" Gwen was still barely hanging on to consciousness as Cyndon set her on one of the beds. A nurse rushed over to diagnose her, but at this point Cyndon was met with a familiar voice.
"She doesn't look too good." Naorin sat up in a bed nearby staring Cyndon directly in the face. Cyndon's eyes flashed for a second, but he was too worried about Gwen to be angry at the moment.
"Mind your own... I noticed Kendra has a pretty bad injury herself." Naorin stiffened at this snide comment.
"Well, Bygones, eh? You beat us fair and square, so i'm not going to be bitter about it." Cyndon softened as he heard this. He was expecting Naorin's usual 'I told you things would happen' bit, but this time it wasn't going to come.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 11, 2008 11:45:03 GMT -5
((No need to be so subtle, San... XD))
Kerrain stood over both figures, his eyes never stirring in their emotionless gaze. He had seen enough death to not be bothered by it at all. The pirate placed a hard hand on Maha's shoulder, then took it away. He knew enough that mourning had its own time schedule.
"Death is life, Maha-Raja. I can vouch that as she leaves this world, she begins in another happier than ever. She was not sick when she died, remember this. She was proud of her son as she died." Kerrain spoke, patting Maha-Raja on the shoulder.
"And she will be proud of you as her eyes watch you roam this land." Kerrain added, turning as he went to go out the door.
"For your mother's last request, there's a galleon made of red oak over on the northern dock. The captain is a good friend of mine, and said he required some more people on his crew. You should inquire over there."
And with that, the pirate vanished into the moonlight of the night. His body reaeppeared merely a second later int he center of the arena, and the announcer congratulated Kerrain on the victory. The corsair nodded and bowed to the audience, commanding an air of silence. Within a moment, he vanished once more.
Darkness flowed into the medical ward, forming a solid cloud which stiffened and shaped.
"Cyndon. What is wrong with Gwen?" Kerrain said in a flat tone, a finger pointing to her. His tournament was done, and he assumed the paired battles were done as well, seeing as how the two were in the medical ward. The pirate looked to the one sitting up in bed fleetingly, then turned back to Gwen. His overcoat suddenly appeared on his shoulders, the same way he had come into the medical ward, and Kerrain reached inside to produce a vial of crushed leaves. Before the pirate did anything else, he looked to Cyndon once more.
"Is there anything they can do for her?"
"DON'T USE THE NIN PAT, YOU IDIOT! IT'S THE ONLY BIT YOU HAVE LEFT!"
"Degel, silence."
"HMMPHF!"
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 11:59:01 GMT -5
The bottom of Cyndon's stomach fell out as he heard Kerrain's voice sound out.
"They haven't said anything on her condition yet." Tears were forming in his eyes. 'Please hold on! Don't die on me Gwen...!' His mind was wracked with sadness and pain as he watched her on the bed. Naorin looked at Cyndon's face and his face soon dropped as well. He sniffled a little as he looked over at Gwen and then to Kendra. He found it interesting how both of their partners were incapacitated.
"She'll be fine, Cyndon! Have Faith!" Naorin attempted to cheer him up, but Cyndon's eyes were dim with regret and worry.
"I should have listened to her, i shouldn't have let myself get possessive like that..." He let this bit slip out without realizing Kerrain was still there and didn't quite know what had been happening. A tear dropped from Cyndons face and as it fell it crystallized and it hit the ground.
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Kerrain
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 11, 2008 12:11:45 GMT -5
Kerrain crushed the glass vial in his hand, his blood mixing with the herb inside. Grabbing a mortar and pestle, the pirate placed the blood-soaked herb inside and separated the bits of glass with a simple word, the mortar grinding vigorously against the nin pat herb inside. A medical attendee came with a small cup of hot water, which Kerrain poured the ground herb inside. He stirred the cup as the water turned from a crystal clear to a transparent yellow. Red swirled within, remnants of the blood. He knew how to prepare ht enin pat in order to attain positive effects. Without the blood, it would be poisonous.
Kerrain walked back to Cyndon and handed him the cup, his eyes stern.
"It wasn't your fault. Now, help Gwen by pouring small amounts of this liquid down her throat. This is Nin Pat, it's a remedy for fatigue. Once it's all gone, including the left over bits of the herb, she'll have a shock of sorts. The herb arouses the body into action, and she may be unruly at first, but within the time window, she'll be able to heal herself. Remember, small amounts. Don't drown her." The pirate ordered, his voice stern as his eyes.
Kerrain turned about and barelled directly into the backrooms of the medical bay, bedpans and other medical objects flying int he air as he searched around for something to calm Gwen after the Nin Pat.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 12:16:19 GMT -5
... Cyndon? The telepathic message was quiet. Where am I...? It's so foggy.. Gwen was wandering about in a grey fog. It seemed to never end. She walked and walked, before she fell to the ground. It's no use... I'm to tired.. She lay limp and still.
Maha nodded to Kerrain, but made no move to leave. He wouldn't leave.. not yet. He had to stay in mourning for his mother.. He couldn't betray her. It was tradition. He lay down on the ground beside the bed, and lay there quite still, not crying, not speaking, not moving.
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Cyndon
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 12:24:09 GMT -5
Cyndon heard Gwen calling out from her mind as his heart skipped a beat.
'GWEN, DON'T GIVE UP! PLEASE! Stay awake! You can do it!' Things were not looking good, this had to work!
Cyndon's self esteem dropped even further as he slowly tipped the cup near Gwen's mouth as he let small increments of the fluid flow down into her mouth. Finally he reached the bottom of the glass and the last of the fluid went into her mouth. He sat at the foot of the bed getting ready to restrain her as much as he needed to when the herb finally took effect.
"Who is this?" Naorin asked curiously as he watched Kerrain go into the storeroom to search.
"That's Captain Guil'tee. He was kind enough to take me along on this trip to begin with." Cyndon curtly replied "Now i have to concentrate."
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 12:29:04 GMT -5
The fog drained away, and Gwen's eyes opened. They were wild and furious. She sat bolt up right in bed. She turned her head, and felt a shock of pain in her neck. She howled angrily, and sent out waves of energy to read the other energies in the room, searching for the culprit. "What's going on?" she snarled. Her eyes were glowing as if she were prepared to attack.
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Post by Kerrain on Jun 11, 2008 13:36:40 GMT -5
Kerrain came out from the back room carrying a cup of clear liquid, which he pushed into Gwen's hand. His eyes, devoid of concern, looked straight into her own pools.
"Drink this now. Don't think. It will calm your nerves and you'll be able to focus on healing yourself. Quickly." He ordered, his gaze leaving her and looking to the others in sick bay. His eyes flitted over the one who was conversing with Cyndon earlier, thenr eturned back to Gwen. Kerrain dubbed her manageable, and looked to Cyndon.
"Don't stand there like a fool. Help her. She doesn't have enough strength to heal herself completely, and you are a water elementalist. You must at least have SOME healing capability." Kerrain said.
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 13:49:25 GMT -5
Cyndon jumped into action, calling up some water from a nearby basin and forming a thin disk of it a couple inches away from his hand. It began to shine with a blue light as he put his hand closer to her neck and waved his hand back and forth. The water was stimulating the production of healing hormones and such in the body so that she would regenerate quicker.
"Aqua, Xerembalut, Hale!" The light grew more intense as he concentrated more and more energy on healing the injury, his tears flew upwards and floated in mid-air as his control on the water was becoming second nature with his focus.
"This should help out." Cyndon muttered as the bruises began to disappear little by little.
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 13:56:55 GMT -5
Gwen glared at him mistrustfully, but drank the fluid. Her neck glowed with her own power as well, but she seemed unaware of the identity of Cyndon. "Who are you and why are you here?" she hissed. Her eyes began to glow savagely. Her arm was tensed, as though she might attack at any moment.
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 14:02:21 GMT -5
Cyndon looked her in the eyes in disbelief.
"Gwen, you don't remember me? It's ME! Cyndon! You and i were just in the middle of a battle in a tournament together! That man grabbed your throat and did something to hurt you, but i don't know what he did..." Cyndon knew what was coming next. If she didn't remember who he was, chances were she wouldn't know who she was either, nor what had happened between the two of them... His heart was sinking fast as he looked at her. Her defensive posture was enough to break his heart immediately. The person he loved had turned into someone that absolutely distrusted him.
"Kerrain, have you got any ideas about what happened to her?" Cyndon asked desperately.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 14:07:04 GMT -5
Gwen glared. "What do you mean what happened to me? I suddenly found myself with some guy hanging over me! That's what happened to me!" Energy formed around her hand, and punched Cyndon in the jaw. The energy would make the wound burn and freeze, and be fairly painful. "Back off!"
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Post by Cyndon on Jun 11, 2008 14:15:08 GMT -5
Cyndon let her punch him in the jaw as hard as she could and didn't budge an inch. Tears started up in his eyes as he realized that the Gwen he knew was lost. He stared at her for a long time not saying a word, the tears flowing freely, before he said:
"Hurt me all you want, Gwen. I deserve it for doing what i did in that battle. Because of me, you got hurt like this and now we can see how stupid i truly was." Cyndon resigned himself to a further onslaught of damage from the angry and confused Gwen.
'It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.' was the only thing revolving through his mind as he tortured himself just as much as she was going to hurt him physically.
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Post by Sea on Jun 11, 2008 14:18:32 GMT -5
Gwen glared at him. She punched him six more times, to make the punch count seven. Seven was a lucky number, was it not? Gwen then turned over in the bed, ignoring the pain. She faced the wall, and she glared numbly at it. If anyone were to touch her, they would be met by an onslaught of brilliant blue energy, as her skin was coursing with it now. It streamed from her eyes as well, as she tried to ignore these people who were invading her privacy.
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