Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
"I have had a great deal of practice," Isla quips back with a warm smile, checking the dressing on his arm before removing it, content that her injection hasn't caused him to bleed too much. "It does help when my patient is as polite and cooperative as you are." It probably goes without saying that Isla's bedside manner can become much worse when necessary. For Astaroth, though, it certainly isn't the case.
Withdrawing to put everything away, by the time she returns to his side it's with a bowl of hot water and cloth to start cleaning away the dried blood. Around them, too, orbs of firelight hover and flicker with her magic, suffusing the room with a warmth that would likely be uncomfortable for anyone who wasn't an Ancient. "You had a learning opportunity," she corrects gently, starting to clean the blood from his arm.
"I don't know how much you know about Ascended, but I used to have a lot more tricks up my sleeve when I was one," she adds quietly. "The ability to heal other Ascended with a touch, scalpel blades in the tip of a finger..." She sighs almost lamentingly. "For all I gained becoming an Ancient, I did feel quite useless for a while, compared to the way I was. But the knowledge is still there."
Withdrawing to put everything away, by the time she returns to his side it's with a bowl of hot water and cloth to start cleaning away the dried blood. Around them, too, orbs of firelight hover and flicker with her magic, suffusing the room with a warmth that would likely be uncomfortable for anyone who wasn't an Ancient. "You had a learning opportunity," she corrects gently, starting to clean the blood from his arm.
"I don't know how much you know about Ascended, but I used to have a lot more tricks up my sleeve when I was one," she adds quietly. "The ability to heal other Ascended with a touch, scalpel blades in the tip of a finger..." She sighs almost lamentingly. "For all I gained becoming an Ancient, I did feel quite useless for a while, compared to the way I was. But the knowledge is still there."
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
