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11.Dec.12, 02:49 AM
The grip B’jin still managed to give in such a state was surprising but it did its job by holding R’nd in place, though the bluerider had made no attempt to leave without confirmation he should. “I won’t dare to,” he vowed, not having wanted to leave anyway. B’jin needed him! Well, R’nd liked to believe that was the case. Talian was needed for the actual pain and bandaging but R’nd felt perhaps he was a calming influence and could help play distraction when needed or move B’jin around more for Talian –which ended up being the case soon after he had settled in beside B’jin. Couldn’t he sit and play comforter a bit longer?
R’nd wasn’t about to ask that though, not when scary Healer Talian was back and ordering around first B’jin and then him. The bluerider practically jumped into action, not wanting to risk his wrath, and assisted with gentle hands in making sure B’jin stayed still and drank down the fellis. When it was done, he took to the hand caressing that seemed to be the token move between B’jin and him, hoping to keep the greenrider calm and remind him he was still there. Fellis could be evil for messing with senses and reality! R’nd knew from far too much experience within the past turn.
His mind quickly turned from fellis to numbweed though when Talian chided B’jin for thinking he would use the plant on him. There had been times in the past where B’jin needed patching up but numbweed wasn’t anywhere to be seen. R’nd had first chalked it up to the salve not being appropriate for the type of injuries but when he himself was injured and slathered in it, B’jin always seemed to be on the other side of the room to admire a plant or book. Clearly there was something there and while R’nd suspected maybe it caused a rash or burned even a diluted and small amount, he was still too afraid to ask either of them questions and decided to whisper confirmation to B’jin that he would guard him while he slept. “I’ll make sure it’s always kept away from you, love.” There had been enough panicking for one night, they didn’t need to add another veritable to the equation.
R’nd nodded as Talian’s now much softer and less intimidating voice reached him. “Yeah, I know all about broken ribs and the joys of fellis.” He had spent a few days in an extremely loopy state thanks to the pain and the amount of fellis soup he begged B’jin to conjure up. The day he could finally take a deep breath and not want to cry out in pain was a glorious one indeed! He had been especially glad that had happened long enough before wing practices started that he wasn’t showing another weakness to R’nya.
With some gentle urgings and promises he would stay the night, sleeping on the floor if he had to, R’nd finally managed to coax B’jin to the bed and helped him lie down with as little jostling about as possible. He made his home at the foot of the bed and focused on giving his lover comfort in any way he could think of which, for the moment, was a foot massage he hoped held the right amount of pressure to not set off the ticklish nature of the man.
R’nd wasn’t about to ask that though, not when scary Healer Talian was back and ordering around first B’jin and then him. The bluerider practically jumped into action, not wanting to risk his wrath, and assisted with gentle hands in making sure B’jin stayed still and drank down the fellis. When it was done, he took to the hand caressing that seemed to be the token move between B’jin and him, hoping to keep the greenrider calm and remind him he was still there. Fellis could be evil for messing with senses and reality! R’nd knew from far too much experience within the past turn.
His mind quickly turned from fellis to numbweed though when Talian chided B’jin for thinking he would use the plant on him. There had been times in the past where B’jin needed patching up but numbweed wasn’t anywhere to be seen. R’nd had first chalked it up to the salve not being appropriate for the type of injuries but when he himself was injured and slathered in it, B’jin always seemed to be on the other side of the room to admire a plant or book. Clearly there was something there and while R’nd suspected maybe it caused a rash or burned even a diluted and small amount, he was still too afraid to ask either of them questions and decided to whisper confirmation to B’jin that he would guard him while he slept. “I’ll make sure it’s always kept away from you, love.” There had been enough panicking for one night, they didn’t need to add another veritable to the equation.
R’nd nodded as Talian’s now much softer and less intimidating voice reached him. “Yeah, I know all about broken ribs and the joys of fellis.” He had spent a few days in an extremely loopy state thanks to the pain and the amount of fellis soup he begged B’jin to conjure up. The day he could finally take a deep breath and not want to cry out in pain was a glorious one indeed! He had been especially glad that had happened long enough before wing practices started that he wasn’t showing another weakness to R’nya.
With some gentle urgings and promises he would stay the night, sleeping on the floor if he had to, R’nd finally managed to coax B’jin to the bed and helped him lie down with as little jostling about as possible. He made his home at the foot of the bed and focused on giving his lover comfort in any way he could think of which, for the moment, was a foot massage he hoped held the right amount of pressure to not set off the ticklish nature of the man.
