[Game 21] Summoning

[arsgoetia]

For some of you, this may be a familiar feeling. For others, it's a new sensation: a tug, a pull, suddenly finding yourself slipping between the cracks and opening your eyes in someplace that was not where you were a few moments ago. It feels like getting tugged into someone's embrace: warm, a little exhilarating.

As for where you find yourselves:

It's a tidy, well-kept garden in the backyard of a small house with yellow trim. The house is a little run down, but immaculately clean and well-kept. It's a sunny day, and there are literally pies cooling on the windowsill.

There is a red-haired boy standing on the rooftop, looking down at everyone with his hands outstretched. One moment, he seems very calm. The next moment, it's sheer panic.

"Oh???"

Comments

[dammitmaonmaon]

[yes]

[aethericbody]

[:|]

[pulls out a strip of fabric to start wrapping it up]

Do you need to continue bleeding for the spell to work?

[dammitmaonmaon]

[uwa]

Nay . . . tis a'richt, now.

[he's not, like, stopping you]

[aethericbody]

[:||||]

In that case...

[carefully bandages Maon's hand and casts a very small healing spell, only enough to make the bleeding go down to a slow bleed at first, then again to staunch it]

There.

[dammitmaonmaon]

[he jerks his hand back quickly, like that stung a little]

. . . thanks.

[aethericbody]

[lets go easily enough, blinks]

Did that hurt you? I'm sorry.

[dammitmaonmaon]

Nay, dinnae worry about it!

[he lifts his hands, flexing them. see, all healed!]

[aethericbody]

[well yes i did cast a healing spell but ???]

Please tell me if I hurt you so I can avoid it in the future. But I'm glad you're better now.

And I'll be glad to help where I can.

[boatsights]

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