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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[illusional]

[When the spell ends, the healing unfinished, Cheyenne doesn't seem particularly upset about it. She moves her wrist around for a moment and then tries to move her fingers, wincing as she uncurls them. She'd have to wrap something around them later.]

There is no need to apologize. You've already done plenty. I can deal with this as it is. [She smiles, the smile looking much less forced than it had previously.] Thank you, Lina.

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[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

Hey, no prob. [Still breathing a little heavily, Lina wipes some sweat from her forehead.] At least...well, it usually wouldn't be. I'm still getting uesd to how this palce works. But I couldn't exactly let you sit in a trashed house with a broken wrist, could I? I may not be the greatest friend, but that would just suck.

Hey, can I fly you to the clinic, at least? Maybe they can finish fixing you up.