Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:34:32 AM)
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Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:37:58 AM)
*He'd direct her to an appartment-building... climbing off as soon as she'd arrive... waiting for her to properly park the bike before gesturing to an entrance and a staircase up... Not the niftiest part of town and probably one of the cheaper ones too...*
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:40:15 AM)
*she followed after him with a nod* inside with you already
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:41:52 AM)
*He'd chuckle...Then stumble along with gretchen, the staircase three floors up and to the right,, into a small appartment, opening the door to an old livingroom... where in addition to everything would also oddly be the bed... not bothering with the doors he'd move along to a corridor leading to the rest of the house not stopping till he'd reach the second door to the right and enter.*
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:43:18 AM)
*follows along after Dean, didn't seem to bothered by his floor plan, as if mutliple beds was normal for her*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:47:04 AM)
*....Where one would normally expect a bedroom though there would seem to be he sort of room s Gretchen had in her house... the window open with a few of the seedlings she's given him on the cill... Aloe, Mint, Rose, and some ther pots stancing in the corners of the room... feathers and flower petals lay just under the room walls, there is an Armoir in the room with some dry herbs on the shelves and a box just next to it... In the middle of the room there is a freshly cleaned, but rather old, wooden table with carvings produced onto it.... symbols of earth, fire, water and air around a circle, the symbol of Aether inside... painted red with blood... an altar of sorts.*
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:49:09 AM)
*blinks a bit at the room as she looked... this was different for her... but she had him sit anyway.
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:51:28 AM)
*He'd move inside, sitting on the altar-table, looking at her* Well thanks Gretch... ya know though that's a good place for me ta fix it. *he'd wink*
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:52:48 AM)
It should certianly work,,, sit down....
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:53:58 AM)
*He'd still be seated on the table's edge* Gretch... First off I say you did some stuff out there on the street which ain't so safe you know... but... Really... Lemme fix that. *he'd smile* I just need my knapsack
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:56:03 AM)
*looks at him confused* I just stablised him so the EMTs wouldn't find him dead. *she runs a hand over his body, checking him out, a warmth spreading through his body as she manipulates his aura.... soon the pain is good and gone and the brusing starts to go away* (heal 4 bashing or 2 leathal)
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:56:37 AM)
(( Completely healthy, I'm bashing 3 )
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:57:06 AM)
*He'd quirk a brow more, watching her doing it... then grin* Well nevermind I guess... Heh not bad, sis.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:57:18 AM)
There you go... all better *she seems fine... no paradox... no reaction*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:57:39 AM)
(( THen again it's also his Sanctu, :p No paradox might be due to that :P ))
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:57:52 AM)
(( Verbena and similar paradigms and all ^^ )
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:57:54 AM)
(she didnt get it on the street either)
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:58:19 AM)
(( with all the static resonance only means she's linear ^^ )
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 2:59:23 AM)
*He'd grin and nod* Yeah... nice. Very nice.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 2:59:41 AM)
(yep.. 3 suxx... he'd probaly realise she wasn't using spheres
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:00:24 AM)
To bad I can't do tumors... *she sighed and went down to her knees and layed her head in his lap*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:01:31 AM)
*He'd put a hand on her head, brushing his fingers through her hair* Yeah well.. In time you'd learn... I sorta.... Might. But given lots of time and provided I'm the victim.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:03:04 AM)
It's a friend of mine...
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:03:57 AM)
*He'd press his lips together, petting her gently* I see.... Hm... I wish I could help.......
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:05:35 AM)
one of my cousins really *closes her eyes and relaxes at the touch*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:08:06 AM)
*He'd nod* Ehh... then even worse... Wouldn't be too good if I helpedanyway ehh... *he'd pet her some more, then lean down, pulling his arms around her and lifting her to sit her next to him on the table, giving her a friendly kind of hug*
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:10:39 AM)
*leaned againist him, looking out of it as she tucked herself againist his shoulder*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:12:13 AM)
Some really good friend... *He'd hug her a little tighter* How bad is it?
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:13:32 AM)
bad enough she knows she has it and doesn't seem to want to go to a doctor
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:16:43 AM)
*He'd nod* Well I kinda can get there... I dislike doctors... But.. I am thinking... there might be a chance that you get some friend doctor to come see her instead?
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:16:53 AM)
...Ordinary kind of doctor I mean...
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:17:23 AM)
I don't think it wold go over well
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:17:44 AM)
and she's pretty far progressed
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:18:41 AM)
Hey never know if you never try... *He'd look at her* If it won't help her it could at least help you feel better about it... YOu know... Nature is the way it is... We're just there to do what we can and see what happens.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:19:27 AM)
it's so sad to see her dying of wasting away... we should all die in the glory of battle
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:21:21 AM)
*He'd cant his head* Perhaps... There is more to "battle" than battle ya know... I mean... If you can't heal her, you can work on that as much as you can at least... and you can also see to that the things she always wanted to do most are those she is bussying herself with... that way even if she goes... she would go a happy person, which is an achievement in itself.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:22:29 AM)
*blinks at his turn on it... letting out a soft sigh, and relaxe againist his shoulder* Ok...
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:26:03 AM)
*He'd smile, tugging at her a little* All things are finite, Gretch. My day would come, yours will... sooner or later... It wouldn't have had a point if it wasn't so... there is an end for a reason after all, even to the most precious of things. We all just play this game and hope when the lights are out we can turn back and grin at what we've done, right?... Then any end as long as it's such... is natural and good in a way.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:27:37 AM)
*nods to to him* I suppose I get your point... I personally want to go in battle
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:30:32 AM)
I'd like that too, if I know I didn't go in vain... *He'd respond quietly* Did you ever ask her how -she- would like to go?... Not now probably, bad timing an' all... but... think of it.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:31:39 AM)
I should ask her... you going to be ok now?
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:32:03 AM)
And don't worry about what I did, I was careful, the EMTs wont be able to tell
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:32:57 AM)
Till the next van hits me, sure. *He'd chuckle encouragingly, probably trying to up the spirits some* ...and yeah, careful is the key. No worries though I ... errh. Should get a new phone. Then you can call me and I'd be sure to bail ya if you're in trouble.
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:33:32 AM)
*faint smile and she hugs hi then moves out* (Sorry it's bedtime)
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:33:57 AM)
*He'd hug her back and close the door behind her*
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:34:02 AM)
(( Good night ^^ ))
Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:34:06 AM)
(( Pleasant dreams ))
Gretchen Ackermann (Aug 22, 2010 3:34:50 AM)
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Dean Favonson (Aug 22, 2010 3:35:02 AM)
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