Holes and Patches [OPEN FREE FOR ALL]

[leapoffayth.livejournal.com]

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!]

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[shynotmeek.livejournal.com]

"I tried, Papa. I tried to be brave. I was very frightened, but I knew I could not stop or more might die. I only did my best." She was a child, at the end of all things, a brave, resourceful and intelligent child, but a child who had just had her world upended on her, no less.

She sighed, curling into his chest, voice softened by exhaustion. "I flew, Papa. Just for a little while. But I flew. It was perfect."

[governorkang]

"Bravery isn't the absence of fear, Kali. It's being afraid, but going forward anyways, despite the fear, because you know you have to do it. Yes, you were brave."

Kang shifted, getting more comfortable, and wrapped his wing around her, hiding most of her from view. "And you need to rest. Go to sleep, I won't let them move you."

[shynotmeek.livejournal.com]

She sighed, relaxing some within the protective circle of his arms. She knew she had not been as brave as Yana or Brevo would have been, but she had done her best, and her father approved. That was all that mattered. She had done what she could and her father approved.

"Yes, Papa." The lights were comfortably warm, and his wing tucked around her was soothing, the right sort, the sort that said it was over and she had done all she could.

Kali slept, exhausted and worn after the day.