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[XIV] Xion ([personal profile] fourteen) wrote2014-05-09 12:00 am
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I will pretty this up later. But!

Appointments post! Use this for one-off interactions that would be difficult to do elsewhere, like messages or other isolated meetings/run-ins/etc. Just include the date, time, and choice of [action/voice/written] in the subject line of your comment.

{action | early morning of July 15th}

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[It's still dark out when Hope slips into the Battle Dome clinic, as Ven mentioned Xion would be there. Armed with a single candle for light on his walk here, he discovers - unsurprisingly - that it's just as dim on the inside. Thankfully, the place isn't exactly densely populated with injuries, so he meanders through the group of cots in his attempt to locate the girl.

Their interaction some time before had been brief, but there was still that faint glimmer of recognition. In a place like this, with hundreds of people, some coming and others going... Hope imagined it'd be easy to forget someone. A memory snuffed out as rapidly as the flame on his candle—which just had the misfortune of flickering out. Wincing a bit, stumbling over one of the (thankfully empty) beds as the darkness takes him by surprise, Hope cups his hand over the thing and brings it back to life with a concentrated fire spell. Praying that he hadn't disturbed anyone.

Even with the bit of familiarity between them, there's still that initial tenseness that comes with waking someone with whom he's not on a wholly familial level. If she's asleep, he tells himself, he'll simply cast his healing spells and be on his merry way before she wakes up.
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Edited 2011-08-09 06:18 (UTC)

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-18 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He catches the stirring and halts in his step, eyes widening a bit as he remains stock still. Only the sound of a sharp breath escapes him, and then after a few agonizingly long seconds he continues to creep closer.]

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-21 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[He should know, indeed. Wishful thinking, perhaps? The boy freezes in place, holding his breath. Although if he continues to just stand there, she'll probably think he's some creep. Or someone coming in to attack her. That wouldn't be good.

Hope inches closer, swallowing thickly.
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... sorry. [He whispers lamely, feeling his face grow hot.]

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-21 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Exhaling in relief, Hope tiptoes the few remaining steps between them, standing at the side of Xion's bed.]

I, um... [He fumbles with the makeshift lantern in his hand a little. His voice is still at a whisper.] ... Ven said you were here.

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-25 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. [He shyly lowers his gaze, shuffling his feet a little.] I was going to try to heal you... um, without waking you up.

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-27 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't mention it. [He offers up a small smile of his own in return, and sets the candle aside so that he can work with both hands.] All of us need to stick together, right?

[Hope lifts his hands so that they're hovering precariously over the girl's small form.] Don't worry, this won't hurt or anything.

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-08-29 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[He gives a short nod, swallowing thickly before dredging up some of the energy that manifests behind that marking on his wrist. It glows a golden sort of hue, and then there's a warm light spilling from his fingertips, drifting over Xion's body before settling into her. All in all, it only lasts a moment, and then Hope straightens where he stands.]

There. I, um... i-it's not as powerful here, but it should help some.

[identity profile] contempsi.livejournal.com 2011-09-02 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
No problem at all. [Hope offers a shy little smile through the light of the candle as he reaches with a hand to retrieve it.] I should probably let you get some more rest now. Unless I can get you anything...