jayden
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december 25
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POSTED ON Dec 19, 2022 5:35:06 GMT
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"promise."
[break][break] the vow is said with quiet conviction, and nothing else needs to be said. lying to others may have come easily to him, as virtue of his profession, but whenever it came to fern, that was never an option.
[break][break] as hurt as he was, he knew that fern hurt worse.
[break][break] their fingers intertwine as he's led down the small corridor that is fern delaney's home, chuckling as he imagines what kind of things a healthy Marza Volchitsa and fern could get up to, listening quietly as the state of the older rocket is parroted back to them. in his mind, the different data points piece together — a GSW, with no lasting bullets, a presumably beating heartbeat.
[break][break] 'father winter?'
[break][break] alarm shoots through him briefly at the mention of the drk triad member. jayden had never met him in person, had only basis of rocket reports or the words of mint frost to go off of, but it was a concern that yet another drk triad member had appeared. one at mt. pyre, and one at littleroot. was there one that had appeared on the meteor as well? he would have to ask mint.
[break][break] as his finger's brush against Marza Volchitsa's neck, he can hear a steady heartbeat despite the woman's unconscious state. as he observes the wound on her torso, fern's words are confirmed. there are no gunshot fragments, and the clumsy wrapping has been enough to help the blood clot. he unfurls the gauze that's stained red, revealing the injury to the open air — before his other finger clips against his side-belt, releasing his gothita.
[break][break] "lugh. heal pulse."
[break][break] the small psychic type obliges, pressing palms forward on marza's belly, as healing energy pulses before them.
[break][break] jayden uses the moment to re-direct his attention to fern, though he still kneels before the couch. "she'll be fine," he says, glancing briefly at fern. 'i'm fine', his eyes seem to say. "after lugh's done, i'll do some basic woundcare so that she doesn't get infected. she probably just needs some rest."
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