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mayfield_rpg2012-08-08 08:29 pm
logic_and_magic) wrote in mayfield_rpg2012-08-08 08:29 pm
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.
[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.
Sorry for the late, we were moving
[As he lies there, it's exactly as it's described. It's just coming out of him. The pain just slowly ebbing away into a dull numbing sensation. He remains silent though unsure if he should wait to speak. After all, magic does take concentration.]
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After it's all gone she takes a deep breath and moves the ball of pain into the metal of the poker. Balance. It's all about balance. Heat is easier to do, but it was similar. Move the pain into something else that could hold it. Like metal. Metal was always good.
She finishes and sets the poker down, lowering her other hand.]
....there.
How are you feeling?