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58th Devotion: Remembering Things Long Forgotten

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[The sound of violence filters over the network. A flurry of sharp tearing, breaking noises terminated by a sudden loud thud and soft moan of pain.]

Aahh... oh god....!!! Aah... nnh...

[His breath comes as sharp ragged gasps as he tries to speak.]

I-Is there... a doctor in the... vicinity of the... forest... to the west... ? I'm... injured... I need... help...

[ooc: Solomon's been struck with the 'Average Joe Day' curse while flying and is 100% HUMAN now. XD Imagine being able to feel pain for the first time in around 100 years. Not to mention trying to explain how he got to be so badly injured...]

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Solomon? What...?

Never mind. I'm on my way. Stay still.

Edited 2009-08-08 07:51 (UTC)

Hurts... to move... abrasions... possible fr- a-ah...!

[He hisses sharply, apparently having moved.]

... f-racture... damn but this... hurts...

If it hurts, don't move it, yeah? [sounds teasing, but there's a serious edge] I'll be right there.

[Lavi arrives a few moments later, riding on the handle of his hammer, flying over the forest. He sees the broken branches and angles the handle down to ~~crash~~ land nearby, tumbling to a stop. Quickly, he hops up, shrinking the hammer to slide into the holster on his leg, then running over to where Solomon is lying on the ground.]

Hey there. [He smiles, but his eye is serious.] What happened to you, huh? [Kneeling beside him, he begins trying to assess his injuries.]

[At last someone had arrived. Still, laying on the ground with his eyes upturned to the night sky, he kept wishing that Marishka would arrive soon. She'd know better than any of the others the seriousness of the situation.]

Lavi... ah, I seem to be... in quite a state...

[His breath came out in shallow gasps as he tried to cope with the startling sensations arising from his injuries. Truth be told, it was nothing compared to the experience of changing into a Chevalier... but it'd just been so long since he'd felt anything of this nature, that it was difficult to keep from reacting to it.]

D-did you bring... medical supplies?

That's kinda an understatement, yeah? What happened? [still looking him over, not touching yet, not wanting to hurt him any more than he is] What's the worst of it? Can you tell me?

[pulls a small bag from over his shoulder] Yeah, I grabbed some bandages and stuff from home. Should be enough to get ya patched up enough to move to the hospital. [starts unbuttoning his shirt, seeing blood oozing through several tears in the fabric... nothing enough to be life-threatening, from what he can see, but he'll still check]

The... hospital....? I-If possible... I... think I'd like to... avoid... it.

[Solomon flinched slightly, having made the mistake of trying to sit up. Collapsing back to the forest floor, he shut his eyes to still the sudden wave of dizziness.]

A-ah... I... think I must have... struck my head. Check... for bleeding... also... left side... rib... r-right wrist...

[A bat-like creature landed nearby and quickly turned into Marishka. There was the scent of blood and it...human blood. She remembered being human here once and ran to his side watching Lavi carefully.]

Terrible curse to hurt you so...

[She gently brushed some hair from his face.]

Don't try to move! You're a doctor, you should know that. [Lavi puts his hand on Solomon's head, feeling a bump and wetness from blood.]

[He looks over and nods at Marishka.] We shouldn't move him until we get his injuries stabilized. [Grabbing a cloth from his bag, he puts pressure on the wound at the back of Solomon's head.] Can you hold this in place? I'm gonna check his ribs and wrist.

[Solomon nodded dully.]

Yes... of course... no moving. Hurts anyway... Marishka... this really... hurts...

[His eyes slid over to her, questioningly. Trying to understand why he'd reverted to his human form in mid flight, and why his wounds weren't healing of their own accord. It just didn't make any sense...

His voice was shaken, a soft whisper, no longer speaking to anyone in particular...]

... why does this hurt?

[She didn't obey humans. Ever. But for now, she did as she was told as she hushed Solomon.]

Quiet. Solomon is cursed. Hush.

It hurts 'cause you apparently fell outta a tree, yeah? [He glances up at the broken branches.] What was he doing up there, anyway?

[Gently pushing open Solomon's shirt, he runs his fingers along the other's ribs, checking for protruding bones. He sees a large bruise forming on one side.] Looks like you might'a cracked a rib there.

[He couldn't help but to laugh. Even if it did cause a fresh wave of pain to course through his chest. It wasn't so much that he fell out of the tree, as the fact that he'd fallen into the tree. He coughed, gasping for breath and his hand reached up to clutch at his ribcage in an attempt to ease the pain.]

H-hehheh.. aah... right...

Edited 2009-08-09 04:19 (UTC)

[Appears seemly out of thin air a few feet away from the trio.]

[She turned to look at Luke when he arrived but quickly turned back to Solomon. She had no intention of saying he had not been in a tree.]

[Lavi blinks at Luke's appearance, but turns back to looking over Solomon.] If you can help, please do.

[Still grimacing from the pain, his eyes slid over to the new arrival.]

Luke... how... how good of you to come... forgive me... for not standing...

[He laughed slightly before tensing up again. Perhaps it was the injury that was making everything seem more humorous. A chevalier taken down by a mere tree... oh how Nathan would have laughed.]

[Joins the gathering]

I can set limbs. [Picks up one of the several small broken branches littering the ground] How kind of nature to provide splints.

[She cooed to Solomon and pressed a finger to his lips telling him to be quiet.]

Hush, hush.

He's cracked a rib, I think. [He touches Solomon's arm, feeling the swelling on his wrist.] And I think his wrist might be broken. If he has anythin' internal, though, he's gonna need help at the hospital.

[Something was very wrong. The pain clouded his thinking and his senses. And for some reason he was unable to sense the precise movements of those around him. It was as if his injuries cast a heavy veil over him, shrouding his perceptions in darkness.

Still, he could hear the gentle familiar cooing of Marishka's voice, and feel the softness of her touch.

It was something to focus on, instead of the confusion of what was wrong, and the changes in pain levels of Lavi's exploration. Attention still on Marishka, he kept his voice quiet and more evenly measured.]

I... hadn't realized... you knew first aid, Lavi.

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