001 -voice- Lady Heather

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[ A voice, smooth and clear comes on the NOC in a mix of hums and soft words. ]

My friends; new, old, fine and flat. Parting storms left such gifts for us to find. The nature of this world, pay thanks to it as you step lightly on its ground.

Be sure to tender your movements, for she does feel - as we all, my friends, we all can feelMy darling

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Is that what you need me to be?

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I can understand such a problem, where do you reside - dear Zack Fair.

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Then I shall come to you, dearest.

[ ooc; this mod does - but mostly Vegas CSI. ]

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My way is your way.. I will be there soon. Shh.

[ You know, I thought the same thing too - but this mod didn't name Lady Heather, another one did.. I'll need to inquire about that very thing~ ]

voice/action; /she said it just sounded nice.. so that is the story behind the name.

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Trouble..

[ A soft laugh as the NOC clicks off, and minutes later she comes to curve around the corner of a battered wall. Her hands press together from her palms up to her fingertips. The charms of her dress chime as her sandal feet come just above the ground as she steps near to him. Softly and gently she kneels to his side. ]

This world, Zack, will see more trouble then this..

[ With an obvious frown she pulls apart her hands and reaches forward to hover her hand above his legs then to slope up his gut to hold over his heart. ]

I will take a lock of hair.. for your heal.

action; /I don't mind.

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[ A soft smile to her lips and she took back her hand, reaching to the folds of her robes - wearing them in folds around her body, making her seem as if she were rounder then what she really was - from them she pulled a small thread, and reached to tie the thread at the top of the lock she was going to take. Quickly braiding the small lock of hair, she tied the end of it.

She slipped from her sleeve a small teethed dagger and with a subtle slide she took the lock and pocketed away her belongings. ]

Nothing more then I need, and nothing more then what you need.

[ Her hand came to press against his chest, over his heart and she closed her eyes as concentrated heat seeped from her palm into his skin, then further more into his veins, his blood, his bones. The heat quickly traveled down his body and resided in the tear and break of his vessel. This would hurt, as the hot magic left a trail of sweat as it boiled within him. ]

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[ There was nothing she could do for the pain of this process. But the end results were to be worth it - though he would still need to allow his body to accept the healing process and rest even still. ]

I know, dearest.. I know.

[ Another moment, she held that hand in place, before taking drawing it to her own chest, laying it across her heart. Her breath a small quiver as she bowed her head in a display of unexplainable sorrow.

After a curious silent minute, she took her hand from her chest and reached to stroke down his temple, feeling the fever of his flesh and with a soft blow of her rounded lips she brushed his face with a cool chill of air. As if to banish such a temperature with her breath alone. Her hand slid down his temple and covered his eyes. ]

Rest, Zack.. you shall feel better when you wake.

[ She took back her hand and stood. Eying the other with a soft smile before she stepped back and turned, leaving him. ]