forum Character Chat (Anyone can join)

Started September 02, 2018 by Deleted user

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Jackson: Thanks. I feel like I get injured a lot.
Martha: At least one good thing came out of it?
Jackson: What?
Martha: I got to meet Morgan, and now we're dating!!
Jackson: Well, I'm glad I helped you at least a bit.

Incëreth: OK…
Kilándrè: Do not talk about Ryl

Jackson: Who's Ryl?

Kilándrè: He's…gone

Geneva: So's Jasper.
Jackson: And Charlie.
Martha: And Anita.

Kilándrè: OK…

Jackson: Life's a bitch. Geneva would know.
Geneva: nods sadly

Kilándrè: Where are you from? I know it's across the Rift but where?

Geneva: Madison, Wisconsin
Martha: LaCrosse, Wisconsin
Jackson: Kalamazoo, Michigan
Geneva: I thought you were from Kenosha?
Jackson: My mom lived in Kenosha, dad in Kalamazoo, and so I went to school in WI and spent summers in MI.

Incëreth: Never heard of these places!
Kilándrè: Of course you didn't…

Nathaniel: So… Martha, if you're a nurse or doctor or whatever, can you explain why human doctors weren't able to fix my wings?

Kilándrè: I guess it's because they are humans

Nathaniel: Well, yeah, but humans can fix bones, right? They put some weird plaster stuff on it and it heals.

Kilándrè: They've long forgotten the teaching of the healing of the soul

Nathaniel: Mm… well, I'm beyond healing at this point, so I'm not entirely sure how I'll get home. A search party had to bring me back last time

Kilándrè: What did you do?
Incëreth: Do you have a title?

Nathaniel: A title? No, not that I know of. I'm not a fallen angel or anything, just an angel who… fell from the sky? I dunno, a human duck hunter shot me down and left me for dead. My wings were crushed upon impact, and I haven't been able to fly since.

Kilándrè: Human duck hunter? He must've had great weapons

Nathaniel: shrugs Shot something through my wing as I was flying and I fell. I believe he mistook me for a duck…

Incëreth: Oh…

Nathaniel: The initial wound is still there, actually. He extends his left wing to reveal a hole near one of the joints

Incëreth: flinch slightly OK…

Martha: Hi Nathaniel!! I don't really know how to plaster bones, I focus on anestetheology, or the amount of knockout drugs people need to keep them out but not kill them. I wish I could fix your wing though!!

Kilándrè: Did you have live test subjects?

Martha: No……that's illegal here…..I think….

Kilándrè: Oh…

Nathaniel: Folds his wing again (even though they don't fold properly bc they're all crumpled) What's the point of ane.. anth.. anesthewhatever?

Geneva: I'm scared for what's going on in your country, Andre….

Martha: I can't spell it either, it's okay. Basically so they don't go into shock from the pain or have to go through surgeries awake. But it's important to get the dosage right, otherwise…….bad things can happen.
Jackson: Like pain.
Geneva: Or death.

Kilándrè: We don't have human test subjects. I was just…curious. The Seer say it's a big problem