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Entry tags:
- !location: med bay,
- !status: open,
- aibghalien marsai,
- aqua,
- billy cranston,
- dr mcninja,
- eleventh doctor,
- gaignun kukai jr./rubedo,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kali,
- kang,
- kanoe zouichi,
- kon-el,
- martha jones,
- morgan knight,
- nightwing,
- nokosi,
- rachel berenson,
- ren akiyama,
- river song,
- ronnae,
- rory williams,
- samuel henderson,
- shoutarou hidari,
- tana moon,
- the master,
- tim drake/red robin,
- victoria waterfield
Holes and Patches [OPEN FREE FOR ALL]
After the battle, the warriors' task was over. Their job, for now, was to rest and recover for the time being.
The healers' job, on the other hand, was far from over. Some exhausted from the battle, others rotating in, they took to their bay and continued the process of treating the wounded. Some patients were free to leave in a few minutes, while others would have some time (or quite some time) on the cots. Their mission: relax. Stay as still as possible.
Unfortunately, the temptation of so many familiar faces alive and about would ultimately prove to be too great. Keeping track of this group was going to be a third task all its own.
[this is a free for all for all your injured! Have them socialize, be thorns in the medics' side, try to escape, or bring the medics together for some action. Just note in your post if you'd like a medic to visit your character---if not, it's time for a chat!]
The healers' job, on the other hand, was far from over. Some exhausted from the battle, others rotating in, they took to their bay and continued the process of treating the wounded. Some patients were free to leave in a few minutes, while others would have some time (or quite some time) on the cots. Their mission: relax. Stay as still as possible.
Unfortunately, the temptation of so many familiar faces alive and about would ultimately prove to be too great. Keeping track of this group was going to be a third task all its own.
[this is a free for all for all your injured! Have them socialize, be thorns in the medics' side, try to escape, or bring the medics together for some action. Just note in your post if you'd like a medic to visit your character---if not, it's time for a chat!]
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She nodded, looking a bit relieved. "Y-yeah... It'll be real nice to get some nice rest, more than usual."
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Her lantern was coming out fairly well actually. Always the meticulous one, she had payed a great deal of attention to Myrioku's teachings and was now almost finished with an oriental style paper lantern.
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He settled back down, gingerly brushing a finger over the near-finished lantern as he did. "We should hang them in the trees. There will be no wisps or fireflies to light them up, though. It would remind me a bit of the Lunar Festival."
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That smile only widened at the proposition, looking down at the lantern with a new-found affection, "I'd... I would like that... Make it feel more like home..."
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Nokosi flipped through the stack of paper, pulling pieces out, shuffling others in different places and trimming the sizes on some. Finally, he handed her five large sheets of paper: 2 red, 1 purple, 1 black and 1 white. Then he placed a smaller pile of colored squares on top of that: 2 black, 3 red, 2 white., 1 reddish-purple.
Once he'd handed them over, he shuffled through the papers again, but was much slower at removing sheets. "I will not have quite as many lanterns as you, but it will be splendid regardless."
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It was odd, the feeling was nostalgic, almost as if they were back in Azeroth, camping in her room during those days that she was sick. She even felt that warm feeling on her chest as she anticipated mama Naly's stew and strawberry cocoa... Of course it wouldn't arrive this time... This wasn't Azeroth, and they weren't here with her...
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Nokosi finally selected his few sheets of paper, though they wildly varied in color. "We can hang them together once you are feeling better, yes? And perhaps we can also share a meal underneath the tree during the evening, one day this 'week'."
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