mayfield_rpg | Third Cup: The Price of Magic

Post office

[So Crown has ventured into the post office. He's heard of it and knows what might happen. He could end up dying if he goes in, but he needed to at least start from somewhere right? Everyone had something in this town back from home and he couldn't afford to wait for anything. But he decided to bear the weight of whatever it cost alone. He wasn't going to have someone come in with him and watch him mutilate himself. Even he wasn't that pragmatic.

It's only a few minutes and after signing the forms and receiving his magical potential back, it hits him all at once. Inside of him he felt like something had stabbed their hand into his side and raggedly broke off one of his ribs. But it's not over with just that. It feels as if another hand stabs into his side and just rips out one of his kidney's, and still as unclean as the first. He clutches his side, there's no blood but he can feel it. He just lost one of his organs.

As he stumbles out of the post office, he's just stumbling around in the streets. It's not so much the loss of the organ and the rib, but the blinding pain of having both ripped out so unceremoniously.]

Phone

[He's managed to make it home, but he's still in a lot of pain. Picking it up weakly he presses it to his ear.]

Remus...I will have to cancel our lesson today.

But if anyone has healing powers in this town, I would greatly appreciate them right now.

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[And he's going to wince at her touch as she starts binding him up. He'll bear with it though.]

Dr.Higa, all right....

And I have been here for about a month now.

Year and a half for me. Did you get the orientation materials?

Yes I did, Major General Armstrong gave me them. So I am aware of the situation and not know not to act rashly.

Still went to the post office, though.

[ She finishes the bandage, and closes the tackle box. ]

Next trick is to get you up off the floor without straining either of us. Think we can do it?

I had need of my magic. [He bring a hand towards his right eye, which gives off a glimmer of blue.] But it will be useless until I get my sword back.

Still, desperate times call for desperate measures as they say.

[He'll nod to her as she says the next bit though.]

I should be able to. [And he'll reach for the table nearby and grab the edge of it trying to pull himself up. Sorry Ilsa, he's not a very good patient.]

[ She rolls onto the balls of her feet and stands with the aid of the nearby wall. She's still pale, but not that pasty grey anymore. ]

No lifting anything for a few days, even if you do get your sword back. That may take a while, though.

I'll check on you tomorrow, but for now, sleeping on the couch would be better for you than climbing the stairs.

[ She leans against the wall a few moments more. ]

Been a while since I did any psychic surgery.

[After getting to his feet, he leans against the other wall, a hand now firmly on the table.]

I had figured as much. [He'll need to find another healer if that's the case. He can't sit around and do nothing for several days after all.]

I will be sure to do that than...

[He'll look to her curiously as she mentions that.]

Is that what you call that healing magic from where you are from?

That wasn't a full healing rite, that was just emergency sutures with pain-sharing. I can triage, but the energy has to come from somewhere.

[ She's able to stand with minimal support, now. ]

Most people in my world don't know magic is real, but I'm also a medical doctor, with a psychiatric focus.

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[This explanation of her magic is a bit confusing, but he gathers the gist of it.]

Hm...I apologize for becoming a burden on you than.

[He'd bow but it'd hurt to do that right now.]

Hm...it is similar to my world than. The non magical do not know the existence of magic either.

All right, time to get you to the couch.

[ She'll hold out her hand to him. ]

If you aren't much improved in the morning, we'll see if I need to go in again, or if we can get another of the healers in. Right now, you need rest.

Yes, that would probably be best.

[He expects himself to go over by himself, but the offer of the hand from her, confuses him a little. He looks to her and than back to it. It takes him a moment to hear her.]

Hm? Oh, uh yes. Of course. [He will slowly take her hand though as he uses her as a crutch towards the couch.]

[ The glow in her palm is back, as she helps him to the couch. ]

You'll probably feel tired for the next twenty to thirty hours, that's normal. Do you have anyone aware in the house with you?

[At that question, he just kind of smirks, but it's not a very pleasant one.]

I do, but I do not seem as being the helpful type. Do not worry though Dr.Higa I will be fine on my own.

Would he be helpful enough to call if you get worse?

[ Ilsa knows this type of patient, but has no facilities for restraining him from hurting himself. ]

Doubtful. I believe he will be doing whatever he wishes.

[He doesn't know Ragna that well, but from their very brief interaction they didn't get along.]

You do not need to worry. I will be able to get to the phone if needed.

Mmhmm.

[ Not buying it, kid. Ilsa rummages in her pocket, coming up with a penny, but after a few moments of concentration, it is no longer just a coin to those that can See. She hands it to him. ]

Keep this on you, in your pocket at least, at all times. If you are not able to get to the phone, I'll know.

[Taking the coin he looks at it curiously.]

Hm...all right than. I will. Thank you.

[ Crown can probably figure out the parts of the spells on the coin, one is a simple alarm, which is triggered by a well-being monitor spell. ]

I'd like for you to stay away from tea or sodas until we figure out how your body adjusts to having a single kidney. Water is best if you're thirsty, any road.

[ She rises to go, slow but steady. ]

[He does in fact notice it. But, it's a little strange compared to his own type of magic.]

I do not normally drink such things, but I will avoid them nonetheless.

But, I owe you for what you have done. Please allow me to return the favour again soon. Let me know whatever it is.

I've come to believe we have to help each other if we're getting out of here on our terms. So just pay it forward.

[ When she stoops to pick up her kit, she pauses to concentrate. No magical expenditure, just making sure of her balance. ]

Take care.

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