balladin: (15)
balladin ([personal profile] balladin) wrote in [community profile] wilderlogs2018-03-27 09:27 pm

Overheard at Camp Melai; Does this mean Robbie's Klinger?

Who: Robbie and anyone (special starter for Dixon and Sirius)
What: OVERHEARD AT CAMP, Robbie accidentally figures out the healing thing. Someone tell him about it in the morning.
Where: Camp 1 - Melai Temple
When: Shortly after arrival. All conversations will pre-date that with Dixon and Sirius.
Warnings/Notes: "Overheard at camp" is basically my idea for posting several quick, one-off lines that can be taken out of context (or maybe in context) and seeing what people make of them. Possibly some talk of Dixon and Sirius' injuries.




[ 1: In the kitchen. ]

Dibs on the fleshhook!



[ 2: In the main hall, as he dumps a collection of wood-ish things in a pile in the center of the room for an anticipated fire. ]

Yay, carbon monoxide!



[ 3: Anywhere. ]

Hey, V- guys? This old Enya statue won't not stop undressing me with her eyes. It's freaking me out.



[ For Dixon and later Remus. ]
[ When Robbie heads over to Dixon, he doesn't have a specific plan in mind. He's got what small bits of cloth he could find, not wanting to cut up blankets; anyway, he's unsure how to bandage a face without mummifying Dixon. He remembered to clean them by boiling and to boil separate water for cleaning the wound, which has him feeling rather pleased with himself. He's no doctor, and he wouldn't call any of this sanitary, but Robbie's doing what he can. ]

Hey, I figured you might want to... I don't know, get the day's crap off of that.

[ He looks pointedly at the burn and then resumes talking to Dixon's face as a whole. ]

Or whatever your doc told you to do. If it's one of those things where you flinch too much to do it yourself, I'm not skeeved out by it. I can help.

[ Infections are nasty business, and his pockets don't have any Tylenol. You get a high fever - you're dying. ]
suckitblue: (b4)

[personal profile] suckitblue 2018-03-30 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Simmons sighs wearily. He's actually been feeling pretty good, the temple agrees with his brand of magic, but ugh. ]

Look. I think if I...

[ He reaches up and puts his right hand (well, gauntlet) on the statue's face and furrows his brow.

When he pulls it away, he's imbued the head of the statue with a soft internal glow. Without any shadows, it's harder to distinguish the features. ]


There. Better.

[ It's... debatable. ]
suckitblue: (b13)

[personal profile] suckitblue 2018-03-31 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't even hesitate at those references. ]

So far I'm thinking it's more zero-level Evocation?

[ Simmons. Simmons, my dude. ]

Nothing's blown up yet.
suckitblue: (b2)

[personal profile] suckitblue 2018-04-01 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess? It's... not actually real for me, usually. This is new.

[ Simmons steps aside to let Robbie touch the statue, reasonably confident that nothing bad is going to happen. ]

I just make lights.

...I mean, I do other things too, but this one? Just lights.