06-24-2017, 10:39 PM
Cirno and Dane were waiting inside the Safehouse when the Sage arrived. The man seemed surprisingly out of breath, but the Sage supposed his injuries were simply worse than he had been letting on during their confrontation.
“There, was that so difficult? Now, let me take a look at those wounds, quickly now! I literally don’t have all day!” the Sage snapped, hand reaching down to the inky blood that still hadn’t dried from his side. It’s a wonder it doesn’t stain… the Sage thought as he pulled away some of the ink.
“Know, I want both of you to listen to me, and well. Without this aid, you are in no shape to fight someone. You have given me a piece of something that is as useless to myself as it was to you, but I could have gained it just as easily by taking it from your dead corpses.” He grabbed hold of Dane’s broken arm, efficiently, not taking particular care to avoid hurting the man, it would help him to realize the severity of his situation. He applied the ink-blood to the breakage, the strange black tendrils starting to pull and push at the wound, forcing the bone back into a semblance of position. Dane’s face was a mask of pain, and he said nothing in reply to the Sage’s declarations. The aging scholar turned towards the touhou fairy.
“This encounter is me defeating you.” He made sure to pause, letting the sentence sink in, “I am healing you here, expending my own resources to give you a fighting chance to get back into this competition. But you are not to interfere with my stratagems on this island. You will not challenge me upon my departure, nor will you oppose me when other items are at stake.” He took hold of the fairy’s mangled hand, but what little ink remained after helping Dane was not enough to fix what had been broken. The Sage did the best he could, resorting to some of the training he had gained amongst the wood elves. If he could not magically fix this injury, he would at least keep it from getting infected.
“There are many threats on this island, don’t make the mistake of letting stubbornness or pride cloud your judgement.” The Sage straightened back up, and turned to leave “I would wish you luck, but in the end, we are not allies during this event. May you meet an end befitting your journey.”
The Sage stepped back out of the bunker and began to make the trek out of the deadzone.
“There, was that so difficult? Now, let me take a look at those wounds, quickly now! I literally don’t have all day!” the Sage snapped, hand reaching down to the inky blood that still hadn’t dried from his side. It’s a wonder it doesn’t stain… the Sage thought as he pulled away some of the ink.
“Know, I want both of you to listen to me, and well. Without this aid, you are in no shape to fight someone. You have given me a piece of something that is as useless to myself as it was to you, but I could have gained it just as easily by taking it from your dead corpses.” He grabbed hold of Dane’s broken arm, efficiently, not taking particular care to avoid hurting the man, it would help him to realize the severity of his situation. He applied the ink-blood to the breakage, the strange black tendrils starting to pull and push at the wound, forcing the bone back into a semblance of position. Dane’s face was a mask of pain, and he said nothing in reply to the Sage’s declarations. The aging scholar turned towards the touhou fairy.
“This encounter is me defeating you.” He made sure to pause, letting the sentence sink in, “I am healing you here, expending my own resources to give you a fighting chance to get back into this competition. But you are not to interfere with my stratagems on this island. You will not challenge me upon my departure, nor will you oppose me when other items are at stake.” He took hold of the fairy’s mangled hand, but what little ink remained after helping Dane was not enough to fix what had been broken. The Sage did the best he could, resorting to some of the training he had gained amongst the wood elves. If he could not magically fix this injury, he would at least keep it from getting infected.
“There are many threats on this island, don’t make the mistake of letting stubbornness or pride cloud your judgement.” The Sage straightened back up, and turned to leave “I would wish you luck, but in the end, we are not allies during this event. May you meet an end befitting your journey.”
The Sage stepped back out of the bunker and began to make the trek out of the deadzone.
Quote:Sage uses 1 SP for a group healing application. If my understanding of the rules is correct, it should heal himself, Cirno and Dane for 1 point each. 2/5 SP remaining.
EDIT: I didn't realize that I needed a supermove to do a group healing effect. I have spent 1 SP healing Dane, since he was the one who had the most need of it. 2/5 SP remaining.
Sage moves from SHA to A9
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