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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:06 am
*Kero shakes under Lyssan's hand*
P..Please.....F..Fu..Fuer...as...
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:16 am
Lyssan reaches down to rest the back of his hand on Kerobiain's forehead and looks grim. "We need to pack him in ice if it gets any higher. Jor, if you please... I've asked before... what can we do?"
Bez looks at them and chews on his lower lip. "I can get ice." he offeres worriedly.
Lyssan looks at him and shrugs. "If you can, fine... but if you start to feel the least bit weak, hightail it back here... where are you going by the way... so we can come after you if you don't return right away... better yet... take Tam with you... I'd say Pasa... but if yer going where I think yer going, he'll be competely useless... snakes don't do well in ice fields."
"But the girls.." Bez moans.
"Will be just fine, Pasa can watch them until you get back."
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:23 am
**The author laughs....we repeated a post....okay...Kero's asking for something**
*Kero coughs underneath Lyssan's hands, his body shivering*
P...Please.......F...Fue...Fuer...Fuer...as....
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:43 am
**that's me trying to do twenty things at once here... cleaning off my desk top (the physical one) and making return calls... stressed **
Lyssan looks at him and says gently, "Kero, dear one... what do you want..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 11:44 am
*Kero groans*
F...Fuera....s....
*At this, Jor headsmacks*
His leopard....that's the name of his leopard!
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:09 pm
Lyssan does much the same, especially as Tam enters the room and going to the bed, gently hands it to him. "Really, Ma... after all this time ye still mess that one up." he says in a affectionate tease.
He looks at Bez and raises a graceful brow. "Shall we get going... I need to get back here from the look of things."
Bez nods and they both disappear.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:14 pm
*Kero hugs the stuffed toy close, curling around it as he shivers*
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:23 pm
Lyssan covers him with a blanket, even though he is burning up at the touch, knowing he doesn't feel warm inside. Spiking fevers were like that. Then she sends Rhea for a bowl of water from the kitchen and a clean rag, which she wipes his face with repeatedly.
"Ok, Jor... I've asked you repeatedly... how do we control this and You keep ignoring my questions. Fez up... To keep him alive, which one of us has to cross over?" She doesn't really believe that might be the case, but she knows of a few magical ailments where it is. Right now she's only trying to make Jor stop stalling.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:36 pm
*Jor sighs*
Wyvern fever is one of a few ailments a Voidmage can fall prey to...it is an infection in the core of their power....you need the help of Void and Twilight, or light and darkness, preferably both, to burn out the disease. The stronger one's gift in Voidmagic, the more ill they become. Usually, this is of no note, as the mage in question merely loses their powers...now, though, Kero is alive, and very much in danger...it's because he's alive that we have to hurry.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:42 pm
Lyssan send Rhea to check on the babies and turns to her twin. "Can we do this together... you and me... I'd rather not bring anyone else into it if we don't need to. I kow the risks involved when our powers meet head on. But he's so strong, it just might be divine intervention he needs." says Lyssan softly, so as not to worry Rhea needlessly. She listens for her return, hoping he answers before she gets back.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:50 pm
*Jor nods*
You know....if we fail....it'll take mom and dad to fix it....right....
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 12:52 pm
"If we fail, we won't be around to care about it... so let's not fail, ok. Ready?" says Lyssan holding out her hand.
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 1:05 pm
*Jor's tongue flickers out, touching her hand....and they are drawn into Kero's body...where the disease is apparent....a black shadow over his twisting power*
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 1:07 pm
"Target practice?." says Lyssan to Jor with a challenging grin.
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