11-19-2006, 05:12 AM
OOC: *scratches plan* Stupid browser, I had typed a lot before it refreshed on me -_-
IC:
A few moments later, and Kurtz was already in the ward, as two medics came along, and lifted the weak Dorothy out of his arms, before moving her over onto a bed and glancing at her wound.
"Is... she going to be alright?" Kurtz asked worriedly to the medic who had bothered to stand next to him.
"Oh, she'll probably be alright... we aren't holy for nothin', we're good healers." The medic chuckled softly, as if to lighten the seeming darkness of the ward.
"...I meant... how bad is the wound..." Kurtz quickly replied.
"Oh, that." The medic simply answered, before adding. "Didn't look too deep, she seemingly just got knocked out from blood loss... nothing life-threatening, to be honest."
Kurtz, quietly moving in, picked up the chair that Wengren had sat on before, and moved it to the side of the bed that Dorothy was being tended to on. "Dot... please..." Reaching his claw out, he gripped softly the claw on her fine arm. "... Don't tell me I was idiotic again..."
That was all he said for some while, as the medics started to treat her wounded arm carefully, yet somehow precisely.
Ikonnen grinned wildly when he saw Mar stumbling back, and, getting cocky of himself, he put his paw to the Holy Gem.
Seconds later, a thin, let tall bolt of white Holy Magic streaked from the Gem, heading towards Mar's head. "Le ha!"
IC:
A few moments later, and Kurtz was already in the ward, as two medics came along, and lifted the weak Dorothy out of his arms, before moving her over onto a bed and glancing at her wound.
"Is... she going to be alright?" Kurtz asked worriedly to the medic who had bothered to stand next to him.
"Oh, she'll probably be alright... we aren't holy for nothin', we're good healers." The medic chuckled softly, as if to lighten the seeming darkness of the ward.
"...I meant... how bad is the wound..." Kurtz quickly replied.
"Oh, that." The medic simply answered, before adding. "Didn't look too deep, she seemingly just got knocked out from blood loss... nothing life-threatening, to be honest."
Kurtz, quietly moving in, picked up the chair that Wengren had sat on before, and moved it to the side of the bed that Dorothy was being tended to on. "Dot... please..." Reaching his claw out, he gripped softly the claw on her fine arm. "... Don't tell me I was idiotic again..."
That was all he said for some while, as the medics started to treat her wounded arm carefully, yet somehow precisely.
Ikonnen grinned wildly when he saw Mar stumbling back, and, getting cocky of himself, he put his paw to the Holy Gem.
Seconds later, a thin, let tall bolt of white Holy Magic streaked from the Gem, heading towards Mar's head. "Le ha!"