Summer Training

[Colonel Worm]

Viv's gloating draws a sharp look from Worm. It's not all fun and games with the Goblin. He's also got a temper.

If there's a flash of real anger in those white-within-white eyes, it quickly fades to simple annoyance.

"Okay, okay, we get it..." he grumbles at the Airtouched. "Don't forget what they say, though. Any given Sunday." In others words, some day it'll be his turn.

The Colonel gives Ram a nod of respect. Both for defeating their Monarch. And for pushing Circe to accept some medical attention. When she consents, he walks over to the spread laid out by the Ogre. Requisitions some napkins, ice, and an empty plastic bag. He makes a quick and dirty ice pack.

He approaches Circe and begins checking her over. "Hold still, Dr. Worm is attending," he says with a wink to the elf.

Medicine Rolls

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-07 14:00:45	[01] Colonel Worm rolls 5 to Dex + Med +1 Specialty (Field Medicine) (10 Again)	3, 3, 7, 3, 1	failure

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-07 14:00:45	[02] Colonel Worm rolls 5 to Dex + Med +1 Specialty (Field Medicine) (10 Again)	5, 2, 1, 4, 7	failure

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-07 14:00:45	[03] Colonel Worm rolls 5 to Dex + Med +1 Specialty (Field Medicine) (10 Again)	7, 9, 10, 2, 5, 8	3 successes

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-07 14:00:45	[04] Colonel Worm rolls 5 to Dex + Med +1 Specialty (Field Medicine) (10 Again)	10, 9, 8, 3, 2, 2	3 successes

4 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-06-07 14:00:45	[05] Colonel Worm rolls 5 to Dex + Med +1 Specialty (Field Medicine) (10 Again)	9, 6, 8, 8, 8	4 successes

After about five minutes, the ice pack has been judiciously applied. Hopefully it helps Circe with her remaining aches and pains.

Worm stands back like an artist evaluating his latest creation. He nods critically. "Think that's the best I can do with the supplies on hand."

Rolled for a target of 7 success, assuming that Circe had all of her bashing damage still filled. The medicine roll eliminates one, additional bashing damage at present.

[Vivian Wing]

Vivian smiled shyly at Circe a moment, and nodded. "Yeah, we all have medical training. Which is gunna come in handy I'm afraid, but at least you know we are ready for battle and triage!"
That shy smile blossomed into a hopeful nod bursting with sincerity.

Of course that sincerity turned impish at the Goblin's grumbling about her reveling in victory. She giggled lightly and winked at him. "Hey, hey hey now. I get my butt kicked all the time. I train with a master swordsman. Master I am not. Close, but not that awesome, he can also take me down hand to hand in just a few rounds before I'm down and out, so what does that tell you? Then I do professional dance for a living which is incredibly physically demanding."

Vivian buried that restlessness under ten tons of physical training basically. She didn't get drunk, high only occasionally, and basically physically exhausting herself was her way of blowing off steam.

"So basically I'm a beast." She admitted with a grin.

[Circe]

"Football," is her response to the Sunday comment from Colonel Worm. Vivan gets a thumbs up when she calls herself a beast.


"Field surgery 101, make do," she jokes as he works her over. The Worm's ministrations are beneficial. Not as great as a Goblin Fruit but it did work to pop a twist loose, drawing a grunt from the Summer Queen before it did lessen the pain Circe was feeling.


Circer rolls her left shoulder, no longer having it in pain from doing so. "Well, that is better. Glad yer both doctors and not a nurses," she smirks, "I mean a dancer like Viv could pull it off but Worm? Ya'd look terminal in a nurse's outfit, oh ho ho ho!"


Circe then points to the food, "How about we eat so that everyone can lose some bruises and then maybe mix the discus with BB guns. Training yer throwing arm and marksmanship," she gives a thumbs up, "Is better then training marksmanship and dodging. That is too James Bond," the Larcenist felt Spectre had the best bad guys in the old movies.

2 days and counting!!

[Ram]

Ram watched worriedly. If it wouldn’t have meant taking his eyes off his Queen, he probably would have been pacing and wringing his hands.

“No. Not medical training but I know I hit you pretty hard. You’d probably end up worse with my ministrations.”

He gave a big sigh of relief when it seemed every step wasn’t a bruise.

"Seems like enough training for one day, huh?" he asked his smile finally returning in full force "Still, plenty of food and drinks left." He motioned and moved to sit down.

The other Summers could stay or go as they needed. Those that stayed could make talk and try to get the most food before the Ogre managed to eat it all. Maybe even stay long enough to help put stuff away and tear down the set up. But they could all feel that it hadn't just been a good practice. The world was turning. They could feel it in the way their mantles mixed and flared after this 'battle'. Soon practice would truly be over and Summer would begin.

Sorry for the delay. Great scene!