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[venatoris]

[ okay so he’s stubbornly languished long enough; auroras message is pretty damn concerning, so — ]

any healers got a minute? think im gonna need a functioning leg for this mission

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[reconstruction]

Unfortunately, there is currently no way to encrypt our messages on the network. If necessary, you can message me via my private inbox.

[reconstruction]

Are these conversations common between the two of you?

[depressant]

[ good to know. he'll be doing that. ]

[venatoris]

well

yeah, kinda

[venatoris]

[ this is so rude ]

[venatoris]

when the ship crashed and it dumped a bunch of us out i the water..i hit a rock. super fun

[hasitsthorns]

oh!!
jeez, wow, some luck

well, if you need some spot healing after just let me know
I'm not the BEST but I can manage

[Text; UN: swordcandy]

[cultivatingsin]

If you find one of those, share with the class.

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[ontologically]

[Yet another reminder she should be advertising her services more.]

I might be able to help if you have any specific problems?

[ontologically]

If it does happen again, come to me. I can safely say I've never lit anyone on fire.

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[cultivatingsin]

Really? You're an expert in legs?

--> action;

[anciently]

on my way!

[ And it isn't much longer before Aerith appears in the doorway, rapping lightly against the doorframe with a knuckle. ]

Knock knock! Taking visitors?

[ontologically]

[The fuck kind of question...]

Healing them. The entire human body, really.

[cultivatingsin]

Alright. Can you help with old scar tissue? An old break?

[venatoris]

[ He's there waiting, sulking in his bed with his arms folding. Grumpy as though he may be, he perks up when she comes in, because that means he's gonna get the hell out of here. Like, now.

He hates hospitals. ]

If they're you? Hell yeah. C'mon in.

[ontologically]

Easily.

[cultivatingsin]

Easily! There was a time I didn't think I would walk again and now I limp. It hurts when it rains, too.

[venatoris]

Looks like you're in luck, here. Seems like there's a couple people happy to help.

[venatoris]

yeah, typical for me.

I'll definitely keep that in mind. Seems like a good idea to know who all the healers are around here.

[ even if he's a smidge wary because it sure smacks of witchcraft and that makes him violently uncomfortable ]

[cultivatingsin]

If anyone can fix me, I'll throw them a fucking party.

How's your leg?

[venatoris]

you might be surprised, seems like a couple of these people got talent in spades

all healed up now, and no one was set on fire.

[cultivatingsin]

Do you think anyone can cure blindness too?

That sounds like less fun, honestly.

[venatoris]

don't see why not. there's a lot of magic here from what i'm seeing. can't hurt to ask about it, at any rate.

well, it had to do with the labyrinth, it wasn't Aerith's fault. and luckily it missed me anyway.

[cultivatingsin]

I don't want anyone screwing around, though. I guess I'll let them experiment on me first.

Burns are no joke! I'd rather have a broken bone too.

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[maximumlegend]

[ .. wait.

There's something kind of concerning about that message, and it takes Fabian a moment to realize it. Especially when he tries to think back on his last encounter with Dean, and the state he was in back then - he seemed to have two fine legs, right? ]

what happened to your leg?????

and moreover why have you not done something about it until now?????

[ He's not really judging, okay.

.. well, mostly not judging. Most of it is just genuine worry, especially when Dean has been so nice to him. ]