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︎︎ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠَ َꩇׁׅ݊aₗᵢ⌣ k͟𝐚͟. ˒
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@SinsingersTalon nod nod. malika wasn’t the
biggest fan of physical contact
anymore— it’s like conditioning
a scared puppy.
hopping up.
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@moralprentice a sigh.
He wasn't one to actively touch others often... but fine.
Kneeling again, arm held out for her to sit. It's her job to hold on though.
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⠀ ⠀pouting. just a bit.
“ .. okay. “
⤜ ᴇᴀsᴛʜɪᴇs ⤛@SinsingersTalon
. . . “At least clear a path to the door.”
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@SinsingersTalon “ .. don’t wanna walk. “
an expected response.
watching as her mentor prepares
to go . tossing on her coat.
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@moralprentice At least she's learning when not to be stubborn regarding her health.
The cap he'd only recently taken off is replaced atop his head, spear procured quickly in preparation for leaving the complex.
"Walking?"
-or being carried as they fly.
Those are her options.
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she clings to anyone— mainly
her mentor.
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evidently, many scarring from
the fire is shown on her face.
still being fairly recent, they need
more attention.
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but what was the point in
finding options?
“ .. i cant cook yet. so
i’m okay with fruit. “
her self awareness seemed to
have burned away quite a bit.
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insistence of care from others
due to wounds at risk of
infections, but comfort wasn’t
guaranteed.
but it seems to come difficult
with the fact she’s still a child.
someone as young shouldn’t
have to see such terror.
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⠀ ⠀becoming comfortable with magic
was still strenuous—— sudden,
unfamiliar spells brought the girl
terror and strife.
hell, a proper night of rest was
almost impossible for the apprentice.
𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛.@sweartothee
the knight captain's shadow. utowin straightens, scratching the back of his head. ) ooh... spells. can't help you with that one, unfortunately. I'm a complete no-gooder with those. but you can't REALLY be planning to eat only fruits the whole day, right?
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@SinsingersTalon her complaining has ceased after
past attempts to argue. but with
suffocating wounds with prickly
burning sensations .. she couldn’t
fight it.
sticking close to the deputy.
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@moralprentice "They're necessary."
A balance of power and specialties... however assertive they may be at times.
And if she isn't arguing, the pain must be nagging enough.
He should have her get comfortable with flying in case of emergency.
Standing, he'll lead toward the exit.
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/ trying to write but im actively being headbutted by a donkey
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@SinsingersTalon “ mnn. the people there are
too loud. “
rubbing eyes, the child reluctantly
stood back up. being bombarded
was something she normally tried
to avoid.. but whatever eased
that pain.
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@moralprentice And this is one of the reasons to keep a room mostly clean.
"If you can't find it, we're getting more."
Yup. Gotta go to the spire then.
All those people hovering around, making a new salve, talking to her- probably insisting on changing the bandages themselves.
Oh well.
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@SinsingersTalon eyes darting around the room—
eeugh, then they’re taking a
trip..
“ not here. “
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@moralprentice Her hand is pushed away from the injured skin.
"Where is the salve?"
If it can't be found, then they're taking a trip to the medical spire.
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@SinsingersTalon / ofc ^^ i like to think it was when malika was a little younger but. taps chin
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/ i actually still have to establish how malika even met and began to study under easthies,, surely it was aftershe lost her family but
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@SinsingersTalon “ mhm. “ handing over the
bandage wrap as she sat down.
that anti—bacterial stuff is
lying around somewhere.
subconsciously itching at the
wound.. wincing.
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@moralprentice Eyes drawn from her work, he took a moment...
Changing the dressing wasn't toeing the line of medical knowledge. That was doable.
"Come and sit."
A chair pulled over as he knelt in front of it, hand outstretched for the bandaging.
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@SinsingersTalon turning and continuing to sweep
up. not long until she was done.
eventually strolling back over,
taking bandages from her pocket.
“ can you do my bandages? “
gesturing to that wide scab
on her cheek.. second wrapping
of the day.
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@moralprentice As long as there’s the clear path she was tasked with, he won’t gripe.
Yet.
It’s like his brow is permanently furrowed, softness nonexistent in his gaze even while scanning over the unsteady work of one trying to teach herself.
The subject isn’t worrying… nor her method.
Good.
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@SinsingersTalon its less cleaning, more of brushing
things off to the sides. plucking
a few scrap pieces of paper ,
tossing into a basket.
often stopping to watch her mentor.
faintly trying to mimic that displeased
glare..
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@moralprentice Things that should be removed?
Of course they’re extracted without a word.
While she cleans, the scribbling is perused.
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@SinsingersTalon nothing of troublesome purpose.
there are a few things that should
be removed from her notes.. but
nothing too obscene.
scribbling.
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@moralprentice “Good.”
. . .
He’s peeking at what she’s studying.
Nothing untoward, right?
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