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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[hakoiri.livejournal.com]

[He maintains a straight face when Cheyenne shrinks away that short bit of distance, though he can't help the slight twitch from the urge to just look sadly. It's a constant barrier she has to deal with -- keeping a distance. But back on track.]

All right. Since you're more familiar with that type of magic, I'll be using it.

[He reaches out, both hands hovering just above Cheyenne's. And he stops there, in case she feels more distance may be necessary. They're not touching, but if she's uncomfortable . . . ]

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[illusional]

[Cheyenne just nods, keeping her hand steady when Alf moves his over hers. She trusts Alf. He won't touch her when she clearly doesn't want him to. As close as they are to making contact right now, so long as that slight distance is kept, it will be all right.]

[And of course, even though she isn't aware of it, if their hands were to touch right now chances are Alf wouldn't feel any of those negative effects anyway.]