29.Nov.12, 05:17 AM
As far as fussy patients went, B'jin was mercifully mild, though there a certain annoyance factor considering the man's day to day standing with Talian. No one appreciated being shoved and sworn at by their father, but Talian figured if that was all he had to put up with, he was getting off easy. B'jin was fussy and defensive even on good days, and today he was obviously traumatized. Poor man!
Talian grunted as he was shoved. "B'jin! Hold the shards still!" Talian snapped in his Healer Voice, grasping the man tightly as R'nd helped heave him to his feet. Tal paused long enough to R'nd to accommodate B'jin's modesty, which hardly seemed necessary but Talian was willing to concede if it might make the greenrider cooperate more.
Of course not. Tal grunted again as B'jin dead-weighted in their arms. A slurred curse escaped him, to which Talian replied with one of his own. "Stubborn jackass dragonrider!" the healer gasped as he heaved, throwing all of his strength into keeping B'jin on his feet.
"We'll need to walk him. I don't think we can keep him on a dragon like this, and I don't think he needs to be jerked around any more than necessary. He's badly concussed and has some internal fractures," Talian gasped to R'nd. He nodded to the bluerider and set off, thankful for the stronger man's help as they made their way to the infirmary. It was a painfully long way to drag such an unwilling subject, but Talian had both his healer's instincts and his love for the man fueling him. He'd already saved the man's life once today. He was going to get him all the way better!
"At least he hasn't bitten me yet," Tal groaned morbidly as they finally entered the hall. A flurry of attendants came to them, but Tal quickly snapped at them to step off. He was protective of his patients (and parent) and had developed a standing loathing for most of the 'help', so it was rather satisfying to see them back off.
"This room should be good..." he panted.
Talian grunted as he was shoved. "B'jin! Hold the shards still!" Talian snapped in his Healer Voice, grasping the man tightly as R'nd helped heave him to his feet. Tal paused long enough to R'nd to accommodate B'jin's modesty, which hardly seemed necessary but Talian was willing to concede if it might make the greenrider cooperate more.
Of course not. Tal grunted again as B'jin dead-weighted in their arms. A slurred curse escaped him, to which Talian replied with one of his own. "Stubborn jackass dragonrider!" the healer gasped as he heaved, throwing all of his strength into keeping B'jin on his feet.
"We'll need to walk him. I don't think we can keep him on a dragon like this, and I don't think he needs to be jerked around any more than necessary. He's badly concussed and has some internal fractures," Talian gasped to R'nd. He nodded to the bluerider and set off, thankful for the stronger man's help as they made their way to the infirmary. It was a painfully long way to drag such an unwilling subject, but Talian had both his healer's instincts and his love for the man fueling him. He'd already saved the man's life once today. He was going to get him all the way better!
"At least he hasn't bitten me yet," Tal groaned morbidly as they finally entered the hall. A flurry of attendants came to them, but Tal quickly snapped at them to step off. He was protective of his patients (and parent) and had developed a standing loathing for most of the 'help', so it was rather satisfying to see them back off.
"This room should be good..." he panted.