Whatever Works

[Vae]

As Vaeltia dropped to her knees she rolled the body over and looked for the obvious knife wound. She tore part of the fallen Mage’s shirt and wadded it up to press into the wound.

There was one thing about Arrow training, and that was the fact that it was live, there was no time outs, no warnings. Death was a possibility, you had to know your own limits as much as learn the limits of your opponent, and you had to strike with lethal intent.

If you didn’t they wouldn’t learn, and neither would you.

But when things came down to the wire and you won, there was alway the chance that something serious could happen to the opponent. And the Arrows of sacramento already had a small force, they couldn’t afford to loose someone to training.

But the Mighty didn’t know how to heal, deal with pressure and simple first aid - yes. But pure healing was something that escaped her.

“ANIMUS!” It was less of desperate cry, but one that called attention to the fallen mage, especially since he was the only mage in the room that she knew could heal.

  this roll takes 1 minute, the call for Animus comes half way through it

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-02-07 20:55:14		Vaeltia rolls 4 to Healing Leo (Dex+Med) (10 Again)		5, 7, 10, 2, 1		1 success

[Weavebreaker]

"Nah...not yet." Weavebreaker bit her lip for a moment and crossed her arms, before thought drove her to action. She cast a glance to Aegis. "Come on..." She moved over to Vae and the fallen Arrow, Leo, and let out a soft sigh as she looked over him to see how bad the damage was.

Weavebreaker had next to no medical experience, and really could not tell what she could do to even help. In these moments, sometimes it was simply best to ask.

"How can we help?" She said to Vae, glancing to Aegis.

[Animus]

At Vae's call, the Thyrsus' head snaps around, eyes seeking out the source. Sifting through the crowd takes longer than he'd care to admit, but he eventually spies Vae kneeling over Leo's prone form.

Normally a glance was enough, but with merely mundane sight, everything felt uncertain. Animus walks over to the fallen mage, taking in the physical signs of injury. Taking a deep breath, he calls to his watchtower, drawing the Wilds' healing energies into Leo ( Xander ) and Samael .

His watchtower had rarely felt so distant.

He sighs at the weak response. He didn't even need to look to know it hadn't been enough. With a deep breath, he calls again to his watchtower, to slightly better results.

  -3L from Leo, Samael

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2013-02-09 23:21:45		Animus rolls 9 to Gno + Lif - 2 (targets) (10 Again)		3, 6, 8, 1, 5, 9, 4, 2, 3		2 successes
2013-02-09 23:18:22		Animus rolls 9 to Gno + Lif - 2 (targets) (10 Again)		4, 4, 10, 7, 2, 7, 6, 6, 1, 2		1 success

[Vae]

Vaeltia focused on the compress, making sure to keep the pressure even.

I can’t let him die...

She felt the will working before anything else, the double pulse of windchimes floating through her mind. She didn’t want to check to see what had been fixed on the body in front of her.

She looked askance to the two mages that were gawking, cold fire flashing in her eyes. “Generally, with a fallen Talon, we would try to help them, or at least some would, unless the battle we were fighting would overwhelm us if we did.”

She spoke slowly, knife fights were one thing. It was training, you needed to be able to strike lethally, but fallen bodies by her own hand always gave her nightmares, they made her sick. She really wouldn’t be okay until he was awake.

[Swift]

Samael makes his way over to the scene a few steps behind Animus, his steps suddenly lightening as the healing magic washes over him, wiping away pain with injury. He gives Vaeltia a solemn but sympathetic look and stands ready to help in anyway that he can. He wasn't a doctor and didn't know anything about healing magic either. Still, he was here if needed, but either Leo or Vae needed him. He hoped that wouldn't be necessary. Lord, watch over this one, and please let him return to us.

[Leo Lockheart]

A faint growling noise can be heard as Leo slowly opens his eyes. His eyes wander from worried face to worried face until they finally settled on Vaeltia.

"How hard did I fall?" He mumbles as he tries to sit up right. He then looks down at his injuries and then his torn shirt.

"Oh, that's a bit revealling. Ah well. Cheap thrills for someone." He manages a small smile as he attempts to lift the mood.

[Swift]

Samael let's a genuine grin show through when he sees the other mage come back to consciousness. Thank you, Lord. At that exact moment the Hallelujah chorus from Handel's "Messiah" starts echoing through the room. Chuckling and shaking his head Samael turns away from the group and hurries over to dig his cell out of his bag.

After a brief conversation he hangs up the phone and addresses the group. "I've got to call today short, I'm sorry. Church stuff." He gathers his things, checking that each firearm is secured. "I'm sorry for anyone who was looking forward to fireamrs training, we'll have to plan on a later date. I'd tell you all to be safe, but I know it'd fall on deaf ears, so at the very least be careful!"

The priest then makes his way from the hall and out to tend to his flock.

Samael leaves the scene.

[Weavebreaker]

Weavebreaker caught sight of the spell taking shape, but did not look to deeply into it. When Leo tried to sit up, Weavebreaker placed a hand on his shoulder to try to stop him. "Just take it easy. Rest. You are fine." She did not want him getting up to quick and blacking out again or hurting himself some more.

After a moment she looked to Vae thinking she may be feeling a touch of shock as well. Her head snapped back to Aegis. "Can you get some water?"

[Key]

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