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Who: Relevant persons
Where: A second-floor apartment in Central Corehaven, Cepheus
When: King's Year 197, late spring
What: ~~Spam~~ Fushigi mysteries

* for what may be the first time in almost two years, the Core's Head Engineer hasn't reported in for duty in the last two days. *

* what do. *

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* a question only answered with time. *

* it passes, slow and silent, the burning heat of the body fading with it. *

[Now all there is to do is wait. It could be instant, it could be hours. He would know it was done for certain after half a day's time.

He doesn't move.]

Chrys... Chrys, come back.

* from outside, the distant peal of the bells. *

* one hour. *

[clutching his wrist occasionally

trying not to go insane

or jump at any small sound that might be Ceres returning

wake up wake up wake up wake up]

* two. *

[has settled to curled against the back wall

to think about being dumped forever

by the only person where that would seriously ruin him

oh god it would ruin him, Allen hadn't realized until just now

I killed Red's brother...

He must wake up. He must. He's Chrysos Kenni.]

* a thumb twitches ever so slightly against cloth. *

[!!1!!]

[AH GRABS HIS WRIST AGAIN]

* the skin is cold as it has been. *

* but there, if faint-- pulse signs. *

. . .

O, Gods. O Surgeon. Please let this man live. Chrysos. Please see when you open your eyes.

* pulse.... and a slow, shuddering breath. *

* the hand Allen holds twitches, fingers curling on the bed. *

Chrysos. Chrys. Chrys Kennni. You are here. Return.

...

* eyes open, looking at him. *

Chrys?

...

* a faint smile. *

Did you... follow?

...or am I back?

[aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa]

You are here.

...

You... crying?

[pressing a shaking hand to his throat, make sure to count this time so he knows his heart's beating right.]

* steady. not strong, but steady. *

You are-- [voice cracked in half there. Man, you're gonna think my bedside manner is shit]

You are very weak but it's only exhaustion. Your body is finally released of its stress. You may need help getting around for a day or two. The pain will soothe over time. I can leave you instructions. You're -- very cramped up, essentially, but with rest and slow stretching and the right foods, you will recover very quickly.

....

* reaches up, slowly, laying his hand on Allen's hair. *

...thank you.

[n-noise, squeezing his forearm]

I only applied knowledge to receive a proper result. Thank you, for seeing it through.

* though stiff, it's far from the iron-like consistency of hours ago. ...shakes his head. *

Just... the patient.

You're the healer.

[yesss]

How was the pain in your arm when I did that?

* blinks... and seems to realize. *

...manageable.