chasma | WEEK FIVE MINGLE

nerak: week 5 mingle

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Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. While Camebit had an autumnal chill in the air, things are a little different, now - the air is frigid, and waking up is an adventure, considering you are swaddled to the nines and cozied right up to your roomie of the week (where you have one, anyways). Everything around you is made of ice and packed snow, fogged glass and porcelain, and it is freezing. Who thought this was a good idea? Even the brisk chill of Camebit in the skies above everything was more forgiving than this! This isn't a transition! Whose manager can you speak to..?

About that.

You have to trek out of the lodging, and over into the building made of actual wood and stone, to actually see your Watchers of the week. They're all dressed in their full cloaks again to combat the chill, even in this building, although both Rameel and Satariel are standing much closer to Yomiel than they usually do - much like they had in Ahnkeen, actually.

"Good morning and welcome to Nerak! If you've ever wondered what it was like to stay at an ice hotel, then you're in luck!" Rameel says with moderate flourish as they make sure to keep close to Yomiel—their daemon currently not found anywhere near them as they make the announcement. Looks like they're without their black box of musical wonders this morning.

While the other two Watchers press close, Yomiel's daemon has wrapped itself around their neck like a polecat scarf. Warm. Arm cradled gently against their chest, they pause to glance at Satariel before greeting everyone. "Try to be careful. The ice can get slippery, especially when you're all looking like that and leaving a mess everywhere you go." Whatever that means.

Satariel seems a little more subdued than usual but offers everyone a smile, daemon bear-shaped against their back, large head peering around at everyone while they take in the travelers that come to join them here in the hotel lobby. Their cloak is completely closed around them - not even the front of their dress can be seen, and they're clearly holding it tightly shut. "Please be nice to the hotel staff - if I catch any of you being rude to them, I'll kick you clear across the tundra before sticking you in their outdoor 'jail' for timeout. We're guests, but they're working hard to accommodate us, alright?"

With the new week, travelers will find that they no longer the adorable animal features they did in Camebit, but something much less cute. Injuries from their pasts have come back to haunt them, major or minor, and they cannot be healed. The good thing is that they don't seem to hurt or really take a toll on the travelers at all - at least, not until they're touched, and then both you the other will feel the pain from the moment the wound was inflicted. This effect lasts all week.

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[H... Hello? She looks particularly horrified by Spike's entire everything.]

... Oh, no. I'll go get a Watcher!

[BIG FUCKING YIKES.]

[ well since the temporals are no shows, here's... baraqiel! monika has summoned them, and they land with a crunch of snow, taking stock of who is where and what's going on.

... okay. ]

Celestials are down to two empowered exchanges per Watcher a week.

I can give someone two minor healing spells to at least cover healing Kim Dokja and Scheherazade enough that medical supplies will be sufficient, but I'm going to hold onto my other exchange in case there's more injured tonight or tomorrow. So that's it from me, for now.

[ She collects herself enough to interject ]

Please do not worry about me. Save your healing for someone else who will need it.

[ glances at her

glances at the rest of you

gestures? ]

[ glances back at them with this exact expression ]

[Oh, no. She might have baseball slid right over to Spike, but she absolutely took notice of Scheherazade's appearance. So she's going to stand up and march on over.]

Scheherazade. Your injuries are as important as anyone else's.

Let us care for you too.

[She's gonna talk to Baraqiel now bye.]

[Yeah she's got a heal now so HI SCHEHERAZADE SHE'S BACK]

Will you let me heal your injuries?

If you do not, I shall let this power go unused and wasted.

You really should have saved it for someone else. I believe that I was the luckiest out of the group, so my injury is not as severe.

[ not that alisaie can see but sche is very much not looking at her ]

[TAF IS NARCING ON HER but also her vision is actually coming back, so she can see kind of a blobby blurry Sche! Alisaie is going to kneel down beside her, reaching out a hand to gently place on her (hopefully uninjured????) shoulder. Left shoulder, specifically.]

Even were you the luckiest of the group, that doesn't mean you ought to suffer. Many of us here care about you, Scheherazade, and we would prefer you weren't hurt at all, especially when so many of us are accustomed injuries in the course of our adventures.

I know not whether you feel you don't deserve this kindness or if you think it a noble sacrifice for others' sakes. But pray let me heal you. Please.

[ wow thanks taf. she wants to protest, despite how silly her objection would sound. but she's still bleeding - though the cold has helped stymie the flow somewhat - and it kinda sucks. ]

Alright. Only so it does not go to waste.

Where is the worst of it?

[It seems like her arm, yeah? If so, Alisaie will lift her hand to it, a soft green glow of healing magic sinking in to heal any of her hurts. (If it's not the arm, she's absolutely going for where the worst damage is, SHE MEANT WHAT SHE SAID ABOUT NOT SUFFERING NEEDLESSLY!) With any luck, it'll help with the blood around her eyes and mouth, too, but. It's not a huge heal, so it'll only do so much.]

My arm.

[ right on the money! it's pretty gnarly looking, going straight from her elbow up to her shoulder, juuuust shy of her neck. the rest of the blood can be more or less taken care of after a hot bath, probably. ]

Thank you, Alisaie.

[ Wow Scheherazade and Kim Dokja same mind. ]

I can deal with what I have for the next few days, so save most of it for the other group. [ Heal Sche, but not him. Thanks. ]

Edited 2021-11-05 01:06 (UTC)

[ you, you baraqiel just ignores. ]

[ baraqiel-nim..... ]

[ i know your type, kim dokja. shut up. ]

[ you know, that is valid. but also I shake my nat 20 :ratshake: ]

[ lmao get bulli ]

[ 🥺 i got cool kdj out of it instead ]

[And she's gotten a heal from Baraqiel now so! It's time to sit down and be healed, because she's not going to be as nice about it with him as she is with Sche.]

Pray tell me the worst of your injuries. I've a heal from Baraqiel and it will be far more effective if I'm not guessing at where it will be of most use.

[ That's fine because Sche deserves patience, Spike was mean to her. ]

Possibly two broken ribs, nothing else is that serious. [ Which, with a show of his arms there are light sword nicks- suggesting he was in a sword fight with something. And despite the drying blood from his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth- which he's been using his sleeve to rub off, he actually seems more put together than everyone else. (stares at my roll) ] Anything else is from the Status of being around a powerful Devil when we were in Hell.

[ There are words dripping in his blood that seem to tell a story; The quiet clashing between the Devil and new presence threatens to simultaneously crush and split their eardrums. ]

Very well. [No further preamble here, she's lifting her hand to his side, a green glow the hallmark of her healing in play. Knowing where the worst of it is, it'll be easy enough to patch him up!

Go get some bandages, KDJ, you're spilling words everywhere.]

I'm glad you all made it back safely.

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afterword - 2021-11-05 02:32 (UTC) - Expand

[Looks at Kim Dokja and Scheherazade trying to protest they don't need healing.

NOPE. 'BOUT THAT.]

I believe you'd promised me the next healing exchange.

Glad someone here has some kind of sense. [ offering her their hand for a quick baton pass tap. ] Go do something with these idiots before it gets worse.

Of course. I'll send for you tomorrow to complete the exchange.

[Magic!]