Ah, well-- she managed to do a good bit of damage. More than I expected.
[he shrugs off the blanket layers he's been using to hide his arm; it's been splinted and set, as well as cauterized and wrapped where it now ends.]
The majority of it was here; the rest is largely impact damage and bruising that should heal with time, [a gesture to the torso area there--] and I do not know if she fully broke the hip, but she certainly damaged it. If you would like to start where it is worst...
[Good lord, Ishi. Ion balks, his face going even paler than before, but then he shakes his head.]
...I'll just see if I can take care of it all in one go, shall I?
[He takes a deep breath and stretches his hands out until the fingertips are just before Ishi's torso. The young god begins to glow, an intricate pattern of white lines spreading out from beneath his feet and encompassing them both as he does. Ishi will be filled with a sense of lightness, perhaps disembodiedness, as his wounds begin to knit themselves slowly, slowly but surely.]
[roombas are dangerous, actually... he can't help looking a bit guilty when ion pales like that, but he stays quiet after that to allow him to do his work.
it's a fascinating thing, though, this sort of magic; he has been repaired by the saniwa's abilities before, and the disembodied sensation probably feels somewhat similar to what it's like to have his human body repaired through mending his blade. there's still an inherent difference between the two, though, and ishi is content enough to observe in silence.]
[When everything short of growing Ishi a second hand has finished, Ion stops glowing, the lights and symbols all fading, leaving nothing but the two of them as they should be. For an instant, he sways, looking like he could fall, but then he catches himself and stands strong.]
Sorry, I'm still not used to being able to do these things without losing consciousness.
[when ion sways on his feet, ishi very nearly gets up, already beginning to reach out to catch him-- but he catches himself as well, stopping short when it turns out he won't fall after all.
he takes a moment to test it, prodding at spots that were previously injured, testing his left arm... and gives ion a relieved smile, reaching out to take his hand.]
I feel as if I will rest much easier, tonight-- but please, if you are not used to this, let yourself rest a bit as well.
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[But, it's different! Everyone is different. Ion slowly separates himself from the hug, looking up at Ishi's calming face.]
So, where shall I begin?
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[he shrugs off the blanket layers he's been using to hide his arm; it's been splinted and set, as well as cauterized and wrapped where it now ends.]
The majority of it was here; the rest is largely impact damage and bruising that should heal with time, [a gesture to the torso area there--] and I do not know if she fully broke the hip, but she certainly damaged it. If you would like to start where it is worst...
[he indicates the arm.]
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...I'll just see if I can take care of it all in one go, shall I?
[He takes a deep breath and stretches his hands out until the fingertips are just before Ishi's torso. The young god begins to glow, an intricate pattern of white lines spreading out from beneath his feet and encompassing them both as he does. Ishi will be filled with a sense of lightness, perhaps disembodiedness, as his wounds begin to knit themselves slowly, slowly but surely.]
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[roombas are dangerous, actually... he can't help looking a bit guilty when ion pales like that, but he stays quiet after that to allow him to do his work.
it's a fascinating thing, though, this sort of magic; he has been repaired by the saniwa's abilities before, and the disembodied sensation probably feels somewhat similar to what it's like to have his human body repaired through mending his blade. there's still an inherent difference between the two, though, and ishi is content enough to observe in silence.]
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Sorry, I'm still not used to being able to do these things without losing consciousness.
[Ion gives a somewhat tired smile.]
How do you feel?
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he takes a moment to test it, prodding at spots that were previously injured, testing his left arm... and gives ion a relieved smile, reaching out to take his hand.]
I feel as if I will rest much easier, tonight-- but please, if you are not used to this, let yourself rest a bit as well.