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Post by Nick on Jun 24, 2008 16:01:09 GMT -5
V'ire poked his head into the Infirmary. He was sure that Tirasha wouldn't mind Elisth being here...but any other Healer might.
" Tirasha?" He called into the room as he and his dragon came in. He took up the cot he had last time that he had been there. His shoulder really hurt after Elisth's energetic awakenings yesterday and today. She usually didn't stop until he had fallen out of bed...and that hurt, but she was so happy.
Elisth's eyes whirled with concern for Hers as they waited for the Healer to come up front. Hopefully it would be Tirasha and she wouldn't mind Elisth being here.
POP. Or Kiyo.
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Post by yamamoto on Jun 24, 2008 18:59:21 GMT -5
T'lat walked into the infirmary looking at his hand with the slice across it. Iron and Emerald clung to him and Hansth followed him all of there eyes showed exterme worry becuase they knew that theres had done this to himself on purpose. T'lat sort of felt bad becuase when he did it he did not know that Hansth had been wacthing and that was what hurt him the most and made him feel like a fool. He walk in and went and he saw V'ire he walked over and sat on the floor next to the cot the boy was on and stared at his hand as his dragon and firelizards looked at worriedly wondering if theres was reggresing.
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Post by Sparrow on Jun 24, 2008 19:45:45 GMT -5
The same boys. Could she be so unlucky? And one of them had come specifically looking for her. That was good... V'ire's burn had healed alright before, now he had something else... then that other boy, the quiet one, came too with another hand injury. What had he done this time? Glancing over it as she approached the cot both sat on, it was easy to see this time it wasn't a fire-lizard bite.
Willow, as usual, perched on Tirasha's shoulder and chirped to the other fire-lizards, making up for Tianthe's absence. The Green had come home not long ago with an injury to her wing and hind leg, some sort of bite. It looked almost like a wher bite, but the Green wasn't so stupid she would go antagonizing them, would she? At least Tianthe was willing to rest the injury into getting herself into more trouble, although that left Tirasha short a helper.
The dragonets were here too... Tirasha wasn't much looking forward to tending to V'ire again after their awkward ending last time. He had Impressed a Green for Faranth's sake, he likely didn't even like women. And yet he had been talking to her about flirting. Stupid boy.
"What is it now?" He had warned her he would be in here a lot... she hadn't been expecting the quiet boy as much. His name had left her... but she turned to him with raised eyebrows. "What'd you do to your hand?" Best she knew just what it was... hopefully he'd admit it. Some patients refused to explain an injury and that made tending it so much harder.
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Post by yamamoto on Jun 24, 2008 19:55:12 GMT -5
T'lat was thinking of a anwser to her question. Thinking he could just lie his way out of it, but Hansth told her before he could say anything and said to her Mine cut it himself. I told you becuase he was just going to lie to you about it. T'lat looked at the bronze with a gulity look on his face and he just looked at the ground and could not look up at Tirasha. He just sighed and reached up with his uncut hand and began to pet Emeralds head.
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Post by Nick on Jun 25, 2008 12:46:45 GMT -5
V'ire sighed with relief as Tirasha came out. At least he wouldn't have to deal with anyone new or someone that wouldn't like Elisth being here.
He noticed the boy that had come in last time come in also. He came in with his Bronze. It was a little surprise to V'ire that the boy had Impressed a Bronze...but maybe it would bring the boy out of his shell.
" I'm sorry to bug you again Tirasha, but my shoulder is really bothering me. I don't know exactly what's up with it, but it may have something to do with Elisth's over-excited wake-ups in the morning." He rested a hand on the Green to reassure her.
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Post by Sparrow on Jun 28, 2008 16:40:36 GMT -5
Tirasha's brows contracted as the Bronze spoke to her. She didn't like the idea that any dragon could just get into her head if it wanted to. Most didn't speak to her, perhaps this one was young enough that it didn't realize that it was very below a dragon's usual standard to speak to the 'common folk' like a Healer.
But since the boy apparently didn't want to tell, she figured she would just treat it like a cut. Probably from a knife if he did it himself (Sparrow needs to know how much it bleeds... knife wounds usually bleed a lot but that's not the sort of pping I want to do and it wouldn't work for her to ask because it's something anyone could easily see, so she can't do a lot more right now... >.<). Just why he would cut himself didn't make sense to Tirasha though. He was newly Impressed to a Bronze, had a new fire-lizard (maybe she was driving him insane?), and in Tirasha's opinion didn't have any reason to be hurting himself. Hmm.
"Your shoulder?" She turned to V'ire, taking his talking as a welcome distraction from her musing. "Does she jump on it to wake you up?" Likely it was simply sore, but possibly the dragonet could have knocked it out of socket... Tirasha frowned thoughtfully and Willow almost immitated the expression in his own way. The Bronze at least knew how to make it look like he was considering something.
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Post by Nick on Jun 28, 2008 21:33:04 GMT -5
" Yes, my shoulder." V'ire gave Tirasha a smile. " She doesn't land on my shoulder, she just pushes me until I fall out of bed. Usually on my shoulder or head."
He looked down at the Green and grinned at her. " I told her not to worry though. We were gonna go see a great Healer and she was gonna patch me right up."
V'ire looked back at Tirasha and winked. " Kiyo showed up right before you came in. I guess he was a little worried too."
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Post by yamamoto on Jun 29, 2008 6:33:34 GMT -5
T'lat finally realized he should probely say how the wound was made sinice Hansth had already told on him. He siad to her "It was made with a knife and a very sharp one at that. Though I would like to say that I think I cut myself a bit deeper then i normally did. I have really never cut my hand before just my arm really." He then said nothing more and just sorta clamed up becuase he had said all that he felt that he needed to say. He just stared at her hoping that he would not get in big trouble for this or anything.
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Post by Sparrow on Jun 29, 2008 14:50:21 GMT -5
Tirasha raised her eyebrows. There wasn't a lot of treatment for soreness, which was all she guessed it could be. A little fellis juice for helping the soreness, but there wasn't much else she could do. "If that's the case, I guess you should start waking up earlier." Or at least getting out of bed before the dragonet pushed him. Surely that would be an easy solution.
((Um... Sparrow still needs to know about bleeding but I guess I'll just decide... >.<)) Tirasha turned to T'lat, the more vital one to tend to because of his deep and bleeding hand wound. "We'll need to put pressure on that first, stop the bleeding, then we can clean it up. Alright? How much does the cut hurt?"
She grabbed a rag, then the new Bronzerider's hand and quickly wound it around his hand. Knife wounds always seemed to bleed more than it seemed like they should, the sharding blades were too sharp and quick for their own good. If Tirasha had her way, no-one but cooks and carpenters would be able to handle them.
As the wound continued to bleed straight through her first rag, she grabbed another and mentally ordered Willow to keep more ready for her. She pressed one hand over the rags rested against the back of the quiet boy's, then put her other against his palm as a brace against the pressure she was applying.
"This might hurt a bit more for a bit, but we can't do anything till the bleeding is stopped. Why did you cut yourself?" Hopefully it was just an accident...
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Post by Nick on Jun 29, 2008 15:01:50 GMT -5
Elisth gave a sigh of relief, the little Green was glad she hadn't hurt Hers bad. She gave a tentative prod at Tirasha's mind and with her snout. Thank you pretty Healer woman...Tirasha is what Mine calls you right?
V'ire gave Elisth a look. " Don't talk to her without her permission love, it may make her uncomfortable. Sorry Tirasha, and I'll try to get up before she knocks me out of bed."
He smiled, but looked at Tirasha closely. She was thinner than last time...and that hadn't been too long ago. He should say something, but not in front of T'lat. It could get heated and she didn't need to get upset with a patient in the room.
" Um..Tirasha? I forgot something on my bed I was going to bring...I'll go get it and be back." V'ire gave a nod to T'lat and got up to leave. Elisth followed with a backwards look at the Healer.
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Post by yamamoto on Jun 29, 2008 23:15:20 GMT -5
T'lat just looked at her and said " Well really I do it on purpose becuase the pain makes me fell better I guess. It sorta gives me somtihng else to think about." He then pulled up his slevve and showed her the 31 cuts up his arm and siad " It is obvious that I have done this more that once." He just said this while looking at her and he was looking at his arm and his hand. He then nodded to V'ire as he ackonowaglded him and then he went back to looking at his cuts.
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Post by Sparrow on Jun 29, 2008 23:26:06 GMT -5
"Erm... yes. And you're welcome." She pressed more firmly on the weyrling's cut to look down at the Green as she nudged her. Tirasha still didn't like having dragons speaking to her, it felt so unnatural to have that voice in her head.... she was used to sensations from her fire-lizards, not words.
Tirasha frowned as Willow chirped in surprise. "Pain does not make you feel better," she growled. "It would give you something else to think about though. But could you imagine if you were to cut yourself in the wrong place? Your artery is right there at your wrist," she gestured slightly towards it with a shift of her chin, but tried not to look at all the scars too much. "If you cut that, you could die. What would your dragon think of that?"
They didn't need to lose a Bronze, especially one who had only just hatched. "I can send Willow to watch you and make sure you don't cut yourself, it's not healthy." The bleeding had stopped, but Tirasha only removed the top rag. After pouring a little water on the one against the boy's hand to loosen that rag, she very carefully pulled that one away too, then checked to make sure the newly formed scab hadn't been dragged off.
Good. Willow held out a fresh rag helpfully, and after getting it wet, she began to scrub away the drying blood that had stained T'lat's hand with gentle movements. Only a slight nod aknowledged V'ire's leaving. She had no idea what the boy could want to bring here. Willow was the only one who noticed Elisth's backward glance and he chirped inquiringly, but nothing more than that.
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Post by yamamoto on Jun 30, 2008 18:44:53 GMT -5
T'lat looked at her and siad " Don't worry about that I would never be dumb egough to cut my wrist. That is why I did it on my upper arm. This is really the first time though that I have really cut my hand." He then thought for a sec and then said " Yet if you really fell that it is neccersy to have Willow wacth me then I don't mind really. That actually might be a good idea." He then sighed and looked at her yet he felt really gulity at what he had done.
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Post by Nick on Jun 30, 2008 21:22:51 GMT -5
Ok, it hadn't taken as long as V'ire had thought to get his little gift. Elisth had agreed to stay back at the Barracks...but she wouldn't stay there long. He had kept Kiyo with him though because T'lat was still in there.
So now...V'ire was leaning against the wall outside the Infirmary door, his gift hidden. Kiyo was sitting on his shoulder and was getting a slow scratch on the head. Maybe he wouldn't have to wait long...if he did, Elisth would find her way here.
He gave a sigh and twirled the little gift he had brought Tirasha. It was stupid, he knew...but he felt she deserved it. And she needed to know someone cared enough to confront her about her weight...the fact that it wasn't there at all.
She needed to eat.
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Post by Sparrow on Jun 30, 2008 21:46:09 GMT -5
"A knife can always slip." She looked down at him warningly and began spreading antiseptic cream over the wound. That done, she quickly wrapped it in a bandage. "Don't cut yourself more, it's not good. I don't care where, just don't." No numbweed for him, if the cut hurt, that was his fault.
Of course... if Tianthe didn't reappear, she might not be able to spare Willow. But since the boy agreed, Tirasha figured she'd send him when she could. The last thing the Weyr needed was a Weyrling damaging himself for something so stupid.
"Now then, try not to use this hand too much. Bending it or doing anything the slightest bit straining could break the scab and it'll start bleeding again. If that happens, come back, alright?" Tirasha checked the knot holding the bandage tight and then nodded. "You can go then."
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Post by yamamoto on Jul 1, 2008 3:54:37 GMT -5
T'lat smiled and then looked at her and siad " Ok thank you." He then turned around and left passing V'ire on the way out. The entire time T'lat was wondering what he was going to go do next.
[OCC: Sorry it's so short]
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Post by Nick on Jul 1, 2008 4:27:27 GMT -5
V'ire heard someone coming and hid the little present behind his back. Luckily it was only T'lat and he gave the boy a smile before moving from the wall. Now Tirasha was alone with just Willow...that was fine.
He walked in, " I'm back Tirasha, and I have a little something for you. Hope you aren't allergic, that would be kind of terrible." He smiled at her and held out the little flower. It was a purple one he had picked this morning while washing Elisth, his shoulder already hurting. Fairly long stem and medium-sized blossom.
" Best I could do on short notice and no way to travel yet, picked it this morning. For you." V'ire sat down on the cot again. " That's not why I waited until T'lat left though...there is something I feel I should talk to you about."
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Post by Sparrow on Jul 1, 2008 12:33:32 GMT -5
As the quiet boy left, Tirasha turned and set to washing her hands. V'ire's appearance just as the other boy disappeared seemed very abrupt, making her feel it likely he was just waiting outside, although why she had no idea. "If your shoulder is really hurting you, I can give you a little fellis juice for the pain but mostly I think you should just- allergic?"
Bah, she wasn't allergic to anything. Allergies were for weak people who didn't eat enough dirt. But his mentioning that aroused her curiosity, so Tirasha quickly dried her hands and turned to look at what it was V'ire had brought. A flower?
"You don't need to get anything for me," she pointed out. But Tirasha took the flower anyways and handed it to Willow. If Tianthe were here, she would likely eat it, but Willow would come up with something better to do. He took its stem in his mouth before sitting up on his hind legs to take it in his forepaws and inspect the blossom. After a moment, the Bronze tucked it behind Tirasha's ear. They hadn't picked flowers since coming to the big-lizard home.
Trying to ignore that and the akward feelign arising in her stomach, Tirasha glanced at V'ire with raised eyebrows as he spoke again. "And what would that be?"
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Post by Nick on Jul 1, 2008 12:41:07 GMT -5
Slightly distracted by Willow's use of the flower, V'ire smiled. " Willow knows how to make you more beautiful with the slightest thing."
Then, remembering why he had come back..he became stern. " I know you are a Healer Tirasha, and you are busy, but you have to eat. It pains me to see that you've lost so much wieght since i was last here. Why do you do this?"
His eyes were locked on hers as he waited for her reply.
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Post by Sparrow on Jul 1, 2008 13:03:33 GMT -5
Tirasha snorted. It was just a flower, with a fire-lizard as the designer. Her aunt had done that a lot though... maybe Willow remembered. She didn't miss having flowers in her hair, but maybe her flitters did... Hmm.
"Eat?" She coughed. "I do eat." Lost weight? What was he talking about? Tirasha didn't lose weight... she simply didn't gain it. Or something like that. Willow chattered in agreement with His; she did eat, and she fed him lots too. But Tianthe probably ate the most, even though she was smallest.
Why did she do what? Tirasha was the Healer, not V'ire. He didn't need to be consulting her about her weight. "I'm not doing anything. That boy who just left is cutting himself apart, and I have no idea what you're doing." Willow looked from His to V'ire, eyes whirling yellow-green with confusion. He didn't quite understand what they were talking about now.
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