drawnbythesword | 15 [Action]

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15 [Action]

[It was two weeks he was gone. Two weeks ago Asbel departed from Luceti to go on a mission. It wasn't anything too out of the ordinary. A simple mission off to the mountains to combat third party soldiers. If there was one thing Asbel knew how to do well, it was fight. Not that the mission went off without a hitch, but... Well, it was successful, at least.

Asbel walks through the plaza towards his house, his white coat draped over his shoulders instead of being worn, and his left arm is hanging in a makeshift sling. He probably should stop by the clinic to get that treated properly, but... Well, he's more concerned with getting home to everyone first. He wants to see Cheria and Richard again. If you spot him in the plaza, you're certainly free to inquire and perhaps try to get him to go to the clinic, but...

Regardless of what happens in the plaza, Asbel soon arrives at his house, calmly opening the door as he steps inside.]

Cheria, Richard, Isamu... ...I'm home. [He's looking pretty beat, and there's that whole arm issue, but... he's home.]

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[Sometime later, after recouping a bit, Asbel pulls out his journal, wanting a few answers. Two weeks is a long time to be away in a village where things can change overnight.]

Did something happen in the village while I was gone? It looks like something went down at the Battle Dome.

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[When Asbel finally makes it home, he'll find Richard asleep in bed. But not the bed in the room he usually shares with Isamu-- he's in a different room now, next to the kitchen.

... well, Richard's probably SOMEWHERE in those blankets. Right now all that can really be seen is some messy blond hair sticking out of the top.]

[Asbel notices the door for that room's open. It's definitely odd, since they keep the doors for the unused rooms closed. Asbel knows Cheria wouldn't leave it open, even if she was cleaning. So he decides to go take a look and see what was going on there.

Of course, he's quick to notice that the bed is definitely in use right now.]

...Huh?

[You're going to have to be louder than that if you want to wake him up, Asbel. He makes a slight noise and shifts around in that blanket cocoon, but he's still out like a light.]

[Asbel walks over to the bundle of blankets and places his good hand on the mass, giving it a slight nudge.]

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[Another sleepy sound, a bit louder this time, and this time the blankets actually start to move ~~it's hatching, it's hatching!~~ until Richard's head pokes out, blinking blearily at the unexpected awakening.

Give him a moment here, he's still waking up.]

[Asbel stares at the face that's unearthed itself from its blankety tomb.]

...Richard? What're you doing in here?

... Asbel?

[Asbel's question goes unheeded once he realizes who it is, a smile of relief spreading across his face.]

You're back.

[And boy, does he sound happy to see you.]

Yeah... I am. Sorry I was gone so long. [But what's two weeks compared to seven years, huh?]

[It still feels like forever when you're being experimented on.]

That's all right; it's not your fault.

[He sits up a little more, blinking sleep from his eyes, and it's then that he notices Asbel's arm.]

... you're hurt. How did that happen?

[Asbel decides to take a seat on the edge of the bed.]

I got injured on my mission, that's all. [It's not a big deal, really.]

Here, let me.

[And he reaches his hands out to hover them over Asbel's arm, letting Nala's healing power flow outward from them.]

[Asbel breathes a sigh of relief as the healing power washes over his arm. It definitely feels better, at least.]

...Thanks, Richard. But I should probably have Cheria look at it before I go having it healed. I did the best I could setting the bones on short notice, but she knows more than I do.

[Richard immediately stops his healing and lowers his hands back down to the blankets, turning his head slightly away.]

Of course. That is her job, after all. I'm sure she'll be able to do better work than I can.

Richard... [Asbel notices Richard's shame, don't you worry.]

I'd be honored to be healed by you, but... Well, I want my arm to heal correctly, and you probably don't know much about mending bones properly, do you? [He doesn't expect you to, Richard. Heck, he only really knows what the knight academy taught him.]

[Richard is quick to look back up and smile, shaking his head.]

I'm afraid my skills only extend to healing wounds so far. I'll just have to work harder so I can learn how to mend bones as well.

Still, I'm impressed you've even gotten this far. I've got no talent with magic, but you're so good at it!

It's only because I've spent so long studying it that I have the skills I do. Though I must agree, I'm not certain you have any talent for it even if you were to study it as much as I did.

Hey, that's not fair! I'm sure if I studied as much as you, I could at least learn something...

[Richard just laughs and leans forward until his forehead bumps against his friend's.]

You don't need magic to fight, Asbel. You're just fine the way you are right now. Don't go feeling that you have to change just because I can do something that you can't.

[... yes, he's being a giant hypocrite, shhh.]

[Asbel just frowns a bit when Richard says that.]

...But I want to. [Is it so much to ask to be able to do more? ):]

If you'd really like to learn, I could try to teach you how to contact the spirits here.

...You could?

I could certainly try. However, there's no guarantee that it would work. That part is all up to them.

Any help you could offer would be more than enough, Richard.

In that case, I'll be happy to begin teaching you as soon as both of us are feeling better.