8th l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

[mmmfilletofsoul]

[Even in tense situations, Cheyenne was generally a very calm person. But the voice coming through the journals right now sounds very strained. There's a small cut on her cheek and a bit of blood on the other. She's trying to keep her voice steady, succeeding for the most part. But oddly enough, it doesn't sound like she's in pain. The way she's breathing and the manner she seems to be holding herself almost gives the impression that she's afraid of something.]

[But this was Cheyenne. That couldn't be it, right?]

I don't suppose... there are any healers in town willing to make house calls?


[[ooc: If your character has anything strange about them that Cheyenne might notice by looking at their soul (since that's the way she sees everything) please take a look over at her Permission Post! Also, don't worry about breaking time-space here. |D]]

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[Action]

[illusional]

[The moment Cheria sits down, Cheyenne scoots away just enough so they aren't touching at all. She knows the effects of her touch, giving chills and creating horrible negative emotions in the mind of the other person. She didn't want to subject that to someone she only just met, especially when they were helping her.]

It is not something so easily explained, but I am willing to do so after you've assisted me. This is... rather painful.

[Action]

[healedbythelight]

O-of course! Please, just try to relax.

[She moves her hands closer to Cheyenne's injured right arm, allowing them to hover about ten inches over the girl's own hand. Then she closes her eyes in concentration. A warm light glows from her fingertips, mending the slashed skin and taking away most of the pain.]