I got no time for private consultation under the Milky Way tonight

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WHO: Koltira deadelfwalking; Bakura shiromadoushi; possibly Saint Walker later if he likes??
WHERE: The park!
WHEN: Late Sunday night.
WARNINGS: Iono, maybe angst or something
SUMMARY: Agonizing heals for Koltira.
FORMAT: Paragraff?

Koltira didn't know why he felt so comfortable in the park. Maybe it was the profusion of life, or the way its sculpted landscape reminded him, even a little, of the forests of his childhood. Either way he was back by the same tree he'd leaned on not long ago, bleeding heavily from his mouth and heaving, trying to answer the questions that had poured in from his aggravating little device.

Comments

Now I have that song in my head :D

[shiromadoushi]

It was at least a half hour after Bakura had said he would be there that he finally was able to get to the park.

It wasn't hard to spot Koltira once he had, however, as the elf was very recognizable, even in the nighttime lighting. He was quiet as he approached, trying to figure what needed healing before he reached the elf.

"What's hurting?" he asked softly as he reached him, kneeling down beside his friend.

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"My ... face," Koltira said, as dryly as he was able, gesturing to his fractured jawbone and broken cheekbones. He had coughed up a significant amount of ichor; it splattered the grass around his body and the front of his armor. A cursory examination would show that, other than his face, he had very few, if any, injuries. The armor had protected him from everything else the stranger threw at him (except the brick. His runeblade had done that).

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Bakura nodded, pulling out his dice. He closed his eyes in concentration a moment, framing his intent. "Restoration..."

He called the spell softly, letting the dice fall in his mind's eye on a 04. A moment later a cool white light condensed around Koltira, soothing away the injuries and knitting the broken bones.

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The light was anything but soothing to Koltira. His back arched against the tree and he groaned in pain; the magic did its work, but its essence was still, in many ways, antithetical to his own. His bones mended, but the process was searingly painful.

Koltira touched his repaired jaw and cheeks and murmured, tiredly, "Thank you."

I knew it was something. :)

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura grimaced a little at the pained sound. "That hurt?" he asked softly, shifting to be sitting more casually.

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"Always does," Koltira grunted. His head lolled back against the tree bark, and he sighed. "You don't have to stay."

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"I know," Bakura said quietly. "But I'd like to, if you'll let me. For a little while at least."

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"I haven't got much to say," Koltira said. His eyes and posture were closed.

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"You don't have to say anything if you don't want. I-- just want to apologize, for earlier. And try and explain, a little."

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"There's nothing to explain or apologize for," Koltira said. "But I think I won't be going near that shop again."

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"Of course there is, I made you upset," Bakura protested softly.

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Koltira shook his head, which was still aching considerably. "Bakura. Forget it."

[shiromadoushi]

"Sorry..." Bakura voice was quiet as he looked down. "...We're still friends, right...?" he asked after a moment, fidgeting a little, rubbing the scar on his left hand.

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"Mm," Koltira said. He had known precious few friends in recent years. He thought, briefly, of Thassarian, who had cared for his welfare despite the racial differences between them, who had called them brothers. "Yes."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura looked rather relieved at that. "I'm glad... I was worried earlier..." he trailed off, seeming a bit embarrassed at himself.

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"Twice now you've helped me when I most needed it," Koltira said. "That's not something I take lightly. I simply wish not to think about your games. Not until I've had time to make sense of it in my own way."

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura nodded, giving a small smile. "That's fine. This place... it has to be so different from where you're from. I was lucky, really, only ten years out of place and half way around the world, but still basically the same world. With some differences," he amended with a soft laugh.