25.Feb.12, 07:27 AM
The shock of hearing the nickname registered only briefly with green eyes widening and darting to Talian. It wasn't the first time Valerian had been called that name as Erisi was fond of using it but he hadn't expected it from the proper young healer that seemed like he would break if a rule was bent. But the name earned Talian a small smile before his frown returned at the mentioning of his wrist. Leave it to a healer to cut right to the chase when it came to a medical situation and take away the glory of whining. Still, it beat working their way through any polite routines that one of them may have wanted to observe and he wasn't really one to be subtle so Valerian appreciated the bluntness.
"I didn't do anything to myself. B'jin and Larrikith did," he sighed and ran his right wrist, the one that didn't hurt quite as badly, through his hair before making himself at home by flopping down in a chair. "Well, they started it. They grabbed me from numbweed harvesting yesterday to go hunting with them." A quick glance at Talian and Valerian decided it was best not to mention the joyride he had been given. The healer probably would have a stroke hearing about him riding in death's hands. Come to think of it, perhaps the way he had clung to the riding straps had started the throb in his wrists and his punishment had further incited it. Either way, the next time he saw that troublesome duo he would make sure they knew about his suffering.
"G'rem's in charge of the harvesting and didn't like me leaving so I had to pick extra today." Valerian stared at his wrists and poked the left one that actually was swollen, something he hadn't noticed before Talian mentioned it he had been cradling it and poking at it for the last hour so it wasn't entirely in sight. Now that he realized it was swollen on top of causing him discomfort and disrupting a nap, Valerian simply scowled at the offending areas. "So I guess I'm here for some numbweed in salve form."
"I didn't do anything to myself. B'jin and Larrikith did," he sighed and ran his right wrist, the one that didn't hurt quite as badly, through his hair before making himself at home by flopping down in a chair. "Well, they started it. They grabbed me from numbweed harvesting yesterday to go hunting with them." A quick glance at Talian and Valerian decided it was best not to mention the joyride he had been given. The healer probably would have a stroke hearing about him riding in death's hands. Come to think of it, perhaps the way he had clung to the riding straps had started the throb in his wrists and his punishment had further incited it. Either way, the next time he saw that troublesome duo he would make sure they knew about his suffering.
"G'rem's in charge of the harvesting and didn't like me leaving so I had to pick extra today." Valerian stared at his wrists and poked the left one that actually was swollen, something he hadn't noticed before Talian mentioned it he had been cradling it and poking at it for the last hour so it wasn't entirely in sight. Now that he realized it was swollen on top of causing him discomfort and disrupting a nap, Valerian simply scowled at the offending areas. "So I guess I'm here for some numbweed in salve form."