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chamtastic · 2 years
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cordelia's heart is filled with ache for her dear friend as she hears his response, wrapping her arms around him. "you've got nothing to be sorry about," she reassures him, though she can't keep her voice from wavering as she speaks.
"it's all right. it's all right," she repeats, walking him to the cottage. she uses her telekinesis to swing open the door, holding onto luke as she walks him to the old couch.
she rests shiny golden paws on his wound, touching it in a feather-light manner. "i'm going to heal you as much as i can, all right? breathe, stay awake. i'm right here with you."
taking a deep breath, she begins to use that magic of hers, redirecting it from gentle paws to his wound. if she gets some blood on her in the process, she doesn't mind --- as long as luke receives the help he deserves.
LUKE IS STARTLING USED TO THE SENSATION OF BLOOD LEAVING HIS BODY. it spills out down his ripped shirt and soaks his stomach, spills past the tight fingers forming a claw over his wound as if they try to hold inside what spills out.
his vision stutters, an unfocused film unfurling before tired eyes. he stumbles, attempting to hold himself upright, but collapses into his friend anyway.
“ I’m sorry—! I’m so sorry— ” his childish voice motheaten with exhaustion and tears. “ a-an animal. ”
a battle had broken out, one in which luke did not harm a single hair on that creature’s body. he exhausted it with his agility, and magic flowing from the tips of his fingers, but not without cost.
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chamtastic · 2 years
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cordelia is working on brewing some hot herbal tea in the kitechen when she hears the sound of rustling outside of the cottage she shares with luke. the sound is enough to completely grab her attention; if she had ears, they'd be perked up in curiosity. the forest witch wasted no time in heading towards the door, only to find luke startlingly injured.
"oh, dear," the botanical gasps, immediately fretful, forgoing her magical hovering and simply running to worriedly greet him. when he staggers, she's quick to catch him, carefully holding the human in her arms. "luke, what... what happened? please, don't exert yourself too much—let me help you inside, all right?"
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chamtastic · 2 years
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test post so the blog isn't empty. i am gay.
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