lapsedsaint: (Head bowed)
lapsedsaint ([personal profile] lapsedsaint) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-07-27 11:56 am

[Visual] Is there a Doctor in the house?

John appears on the screen, holding Annika. She has an obviously broken arm, the result of some over eager swinging and the evils of gravity. "There wouldn't happen to be a doctor around who could maybe come and give us a hand. We've had a bit of an accident and, well, there are broken bones involved.

I'd rather not take her to the hospital to be seen by one of these... others. I'd rather it be one of us."

He looks down at Annika and kissed the top of her head. "it'll be okay, sweetheart. I promise."

[ooc: Follows from here.]

[location: That park, with the kid]

[identity profile] seven-of-9.livejournal.com 2009-07-30 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Annika just nods at the instructions from Charlotte and Adria, everything's pretty confusing right now, she's not sure if John said what he said out loud, but it's too much to fathom at the moment. She pretty much knows they distrust this woman, but then again she's offering to heal it, so she holds out her arm as best she can, wincing against the pain.

"Just make it stop hurting please, then I can stop being a bother." In her eyes she's caused all this.

[location: That park, with the kid]

[identity profile] hearts-of-gold.livejournal.com 2009-07-30 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
To her credit, Adria didn't grab the Annika's arm harshly. She didn't have a lot of experience with pain herself...she didn't have a lot of experience with most things herself. Still, she was calm as she laid a hand on the girl's wrist, carefully but firmly. Her eyes lit up with power and her hand glowed, and after a moment the girl's arm did as well. Bone rearranged itself, mended and was whole again.

She didn't know if it hurt. Whether it hurt or not didn't really concern her.
aesthetic_mojo: (Candles in the wind)

[location: That park, with the kid]

[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-07-31 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
Charlotte knew full well that it made John's skin crawl. She didn't need to see his face at all to know that. This magic wasn't anything like hers, though, and she had every intention of explaining that to him at some length later. With diagrams if need be.

For the moment all that mattered was the girl feeling better. She bit her lip and waited for the girl's reaction.