Did you have to go and get injured? (Open)

[Tigara]

OOC: Hop on if you want to be Healed or something. I'll just be posting like mad. ;)

 

IC:

 

Ikki woke up very tired and hungry like seven men. It was the day after the attack on Sheinar. He had been busy busy Healing all he could until he nearly collapsed form exhaustion. He literally had to be escorted to his quarters. Peering out the window, his mood dampened further seeing the gray skies and the drizzling rain. A gloomy day. Perfect setting for a day of potential mourning. He didn't expect there to be anything special to commemorate the noble Asha'man who died in battle. He would in his own way...at some time...in some way. He wasn't exactly sure how yet.

 

He threw on a fresh pair of breeches and a fresh shirt. Using Water, he cleaned the blood off of his black coat, then quickly mended the slice on the left side. One of those things he had picked up here from one of the wives living here. He shrugged the coat on, then gave his silver sword pin a long stare. How long would it be until I get the Dragon Pin? He gave off a sigh before leaving for the mess hall. Arriving, he collected his breakfast and sat at a table with a few other men. He, like all the other men who had received Healing, were given extra portions. With the amount I eat, my extra portions are almost as big as some of the bigger men's regular portions. he thought with a smirk before digging into his oatmeal. Once finished, he got up and left, not saying a word to any of the men at his table. Today was not a time for idle chit-chat, at least in his opinion.

 

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

Reflective

[Tigara]

Grabbing a hold on the Source, Ikki made a small air bubble over his head, acting as an umbrella to keep the water off of him. He didn't care to be wet unless he was swimming or bathing or something else enjoyable. He passed by the Traveling Grounds where a Gateway would pop up every so often. The grounds just a short distance away was still sticky with blood. Some was soaked into the ground giving it a sickly dark red tinge. It was on the grass, as well. It had dried onto the blades and the rain had made it gooey. Looking back on that experience, he felt like ejecting his breakfast. Funny. Watching a large, gaping, bloody wound didn't phase him, but blood in a battlefield made him want to vomit nearly as bad as the Taint did. Suppressing the memories of yesterday, he moved on.

 

The infirmary was still considerably busy this morning. Yesterday, the focus had all been on the large, deadly wounds that needed immediate attention. After those had been taken care of, the other major, but non-deadly wounds, had been started on, but there were many more of that type of injury. There had been no way that the Healers could get them all Healed. So many had spent the night with broken bones and hastily bandaged wounds and given some herbs to ease their pain. Those were the ones sitting here today. Ikki opened the door and walked in. He was greeted by grim faces and relieved faces alike. Grim faces on those who had been Healed, realizing that there had been other less fortunate than they who had lost their life. Relieved faces on those awaiting Healing whose painkillers were wearing off. The other Healers also wore relieved faces, thankful that another Healer was here to help them out.

 

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

It's going to be a long day

[Tigara]

Ikki got to work right away. Coming to the first man near him, a Soldier by his lack of coat pins, he took him by the head and Delved him. A crushed foot and some heavy bruising on his chest was all that troubled this man, as far as he could tell. "So how did you manage this?" Ikki asked, trying to cheer the man up with friendly conversation. The older man replied with a raspy voice, "Airborn trolloc crashed into me. While I was on the ground getting the abomination off of me, my foot got stepped on, twisting it and breaking it. Managed to get up and hop to safety, though." Ikki nodded and wove the Healing. The old man stiffened and shivered while his bones mended and bruises Healed, then slouched after it was done. "Sounds like you were lucky. That should fix it. Get some rest and some food, then you'll be fine." he smiled and moved to the next person.

 

The next patient he was unable to tell rank seeing as he was sitting there in nothing but his breeches. He didn't need delving to see the burns on his chest and side, but he delved anyways to see what else. Nothing else was wrong, thankfully. He wasted no time with the Healing. The burns just faded away into smooth, pale skin. He gave the young Cairheinin a pat on the shoulder, and carried on with his routine. Delving, Healing, then move on to repeat. Occasionally he could give a bit of chit-chat, especially if it was an odd wound, but for the most part, he stuck to his routine.

 

Ikkiliad sur Paendrag

Gonna need a break soon.