She nods, and goes to the Doctor's side, kneeling. Taking just a moment, she clears her mind, focusing like she'd learned. She withdraws a crystal from her bag, to use as a focus. Touching it lightly to his lips, then his chest, she closes her eyes and begins a soft chant, in a mixture of Latin and English.
A soft, silver glow gathers around the Doctor. It glows a little brighter where he's wounded, but is steady. After a few minutes, she finally finishes. The glow flares, just once, then fades, though if anyone were to touch him, it might feel like a very low, pleasant vibration had settled over his skin. The bleeding should stop, though, for the duration of the spell, which will give his healing factor some time to work.
Tara herself looks a bit pale, when she finishes, but steady enough. She will take a minute to orient herself, though; the spell may have taken more out of her than is immediately apparent.
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A soft, silver glow gathers around the Doctor. It glows a little brighter where he's wounded, but is steady. After a few minutes, she finally finishes. The glow flares, just once, then fades, though if anyone were to touch him, it might feel like a very low, pleasant vibration had settled over his skin. The bleeding should stop, though, for the duration of the spell, which will give his healing factor some time to work.
Tara herself looks a bit pale, when she finishes, but steady enough. She will take a minute to orient herself, though; the spell may have taken more out of her than is immediately apparent.