Coma and waking
:in her coma, Jade can hear voices coming and going above her. She hears Uruviel most often, and wonders, in her dream-like state, why the Elf has returned. But for the most part, she is concerned with healing the damage done by Thuringwethil.
Bit by bit, torn muscles and tendon reknit, faster than any natural rate. Skin reforms, smooth, even where there should have been scars. Blood replenishes itself, and Jade waits, patient prisoner of her battered body.
Finally, though, it's done, and Jade drifts back to consciousness. Stretching beneath the blanket Ru laid over her, she takes stock: she feels refreshed, not at all like she'd just gone ten rounds with a vampire the week before. Vanishing into her private rooms, she emerges a short while later, clean, dressed, and ready to face whatever's happened during her impromptu vacation:
Hama? Uruviel? Where's my daughter?
Bit by bit, torn muscles and tendon reknit, faster than any natural rate. Skin reforms, smooth, even where there should have been scars. Blood replenishes itself, and Jade waits, patient prisoner of her battered body.
Finally, though, it's done, and Jade drifts back to consciousness. Stretching beneath the blanket Ru laid over her, she takes stock: she feels refreshed, not at all like she'd just gone ten rounds with a vampire the week before. Vanishing into her private rooms, she emerges a short while later, clean, dressed, and ready to face whatever's happened during her impromptu vacation:
Hama? Uruviel? Where's my daughter?