Medstar's Academy

[roadnottaken]

There is a brief temptation to leave Vae's wounds as they are; after all, she had chosen her actions, and the consequences. But it was a point that not many would agree on, and the recent attacks indicated a danger too grave to leave one of the city's protectors in such poor shape.

With a slow breath, he focuses on the Primal Wilds, drawing their healing energies into his fellow Arrow. A wolf's howl echoes through the room, an eerie, longing keen. The Thyrsus tenses, expecting the sting of the Abyss, and only slowly realizing that nothing will come as the remainder of Vaeltia's wounds heal.

Perhaps it just wasn't the time for consequences.

  -4 Lethal/Agg from Vae

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2012-09-01 00:07:21		Animus rolls 11 to Gno + Lif (10 Again)		9, 9, 5, 3, 5, 4, 2, 1, 9, 8, 3		4 successes
2012-09-01 00:07:04		Animus rolls 4 to 'dox + 1 (10 Again)		7, 4, 2, 4		failure

[October Davenport]

She could no longer bite her tongue, “Magic might be our best tool, but I am not about to toss magic around every sick and injured person I treat. Not to mention, I don’t even use Life magic.” She states, her tone even. “So let me make sure I have things correct. If we,” and she gestures to the gathered Mages, “Are in a very public place, and one of us in injured, then we should start tossing magic around? What if it was a sleeper? Do they get magic or is it ok to call 911 and use mundane measures? Where is the line drawn?” she is clearly agitated.

“Who are you to command or condemn. We saved your life, and for what? To be told that our magic is our best tool? Sorry, I already knew that. But I am more than just my magic. I’m trained to save lives, and do so every day. I don’t need your evaluation of my skills to tell me what I already know." with that she picks up her bag and looks to Miach, "I agree, thank you for the chance to revisit some of the basics, I'll look forward to helping with more classes." she says with a smile, and the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She was sorry at how the evening had turned out, and makes her way towards the door.

[DaveJ]

Kite started to breathe easier as he realized that Vaeltia had mostly recovered. He had tried to get closer to her after he had used techné to bring her out of immediate danger, but he wasn’t able to get close enough to heal her more properly.

Well, not before Animus intervened anyway.

Now that Vaeltia was uninjured (for the most part), Kite backed away to one of the corners of the room. He was fidgeting while standing in place. Breathing heavily, clearly upset, but visibly relieved as well. There he stayed, observing the rest of the group discretely while he worked on recomposing himself.

[Vae]

Vaeltia continued to sit in the blood, she would handle it later, at the moment things were getting out of hand again. “Why wouldn’t I risk my life, Four? In this situation, it was a training exercise. Your cabal are mages steeped in the medical art and in healing magic. That is what you know, that is what you do, and how you wish to help this Consillium.”

She breathed out and paused. Who was she to take another’s voice?

“If you all,” She gestured to the mages present, “were in a public place, where the only way to save another of your number was through ‘faith healing’ or magic. Then by Mary, do it. If it was a Sleeper, why not do it? A life is a life, some would say they all deserve to be saved.” She breathed again, “Where the line is drawn depends on how attached to the Lie you are. You may be trained to save lives, but you are also trained in how to change what we who have seen the Truth know is a Lie. Strengthening that Lie doesn’t save anyone.” The last sentence seems to drop off as she whispers it, her head hanging slightly, as if she was drained of effort.

Will you ever understand?

Is everything I do worthless?

[Idun]

Idun gets to her feet once Vaeltia speaks, the thought of 'strengthening' the Lie by using magic out in public... Just because they know the Truth doesn't mean they should punish those around them by causing Paradox to occur, particularly given the nature of it, it just might cause more damage, endangering more lives. Reaching her belongings, she holds onto it, taking a moment to think before speaking.

"Perhaps we should speak upon this once emotions have had a chance to settle? For myself, I find myself emotionally exhausted and would like nothing better then to just take a nap." She says to those still in the room. "I, for one, wish to never experience somebody cutting their wrist right before me again for any reason."

[Miach]

Since he was walking around the room, packing the various training tools he had brought for the training, Miach only barely listened to Vaeltia's lecture. From what he heard, she was of course hitting the nail spot on for those who could use Life Magic. Why use inferior tools when lives may be saved with Magic ? It had kept Miach awake many a long white night, staring at the ceiling in despair, and it was still at times. He had found some answers, over time. Perhaps they were good, perhaps they were bad. Perhaps they were just good enough for him. Anyway, he really, really tried not to interfere with the ongoing conversation.

From the outside though, he had a near revelation. Vaeltia reminded him very much of Lisbeth Salander. She was very much a wasp, indeed... and if he had been a man with less hope in mankind, he would have already given up on trying to understand her.

I concur with Idun, we probably all need some rest from this ordeal. I know I do, at least. And since I'm the one with the key did he say while spinning the key around his fingers visibly for all to see I would like to kindly invite you to go back to your homes.

The tall Acanthus looked at Vaeltia from the corner of his eye, wondering how to ask her number without seeming intrusive. There was no way, and he knew it. So instead he walked toward the Arrow, and proffered her his card with his phone number, if she wanted to take it. He wondered if he should say something bland like "If you ever want to talk...", but opted for something more open-ended Please call me someday.

She must be in so much pain to have done what she had, if only he could relieve her somehow...

[RebornSeas]

Four looks between the other medstars and Vae, then gestures for them to head out without him. "I need to find Chambitas or Alfar, they have my keys, but go on without me." He stands and raises an eyebrow at Miach giving Vaeltia his card, but doesn't comment, instead shifting his gaze back to the obrimos and indicating that he'd like her to stay so they can continue talking.

[Vae]

Vae looked at the outstretched card, then at her hands. In a moment of thought she took the card, and let it fall into the nice puddle of blood; it wasn’t like she couldn’t clean it off, but she was still a half step away from laughing because of a key.

When you can move mountains what protection does a key provide?

“Sure Miach, we’ll talk, maybe an apprentice can beat some sense into you.” Amazingly this entire thing hadn’t been for the one thing they all thought; she could tell because of the pulsing lights around them.

The worry, the pity; she couldn’t stand it. That wasn’t the right reaction.

She slowly raised herself, and denied any help that might be given, to her feet. No she was an Arrow, and an Obrimos. She would follow through, and by the Virgin. I will not be treated like a child.

“Kite, Animus, Four; what do you know about matter?”

Heading towards end scene, I'll give it a week.

[Animus]

He wasn't sure what sort of reactions he'd expected. Maybe it didn't matter. But something in Vae's speech stuck in him.

West had always treated the Lie as eminently ignorable. As if the mere existance of a higher reality meant that no lessons could be learned from this one. How much of the master had become reflected in the apprentice? Perhaps they'd need a talk at some point. No matter how unreal, we ignore the world we live in at our own peril.

Not that he wouldn't flout the Abyss in a heartbeat, when lives were on the line, for such actions, the price must be paid.

At the final question, he shakes his head. "It's difficult to relate to, like ... there's some spark missing. I've never been able to make much sense of it, beyond watching what it can do."