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[thenotsofair]

Sprawled in a heap of broken bones and bruised body, out by the cliffs is a body, face down and awkwardly sprawled on the ground. A trail of blood-stained sand shows where he tried to claw his way to the grass but didn’t quite make it before succumbing to - well, it’d be hard to say what pushed him into unconsciousness, considering he hardly looks

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[elven_irs]

And here's a brother, who's, er, very angry at what he found out (probably from Lucivar or Fingon), and he'll be pacing painfully in the corridor when he sees Artanis.

Yes, he finds out from her, and as Irisse is there (she visited earlier), he'll wait for her to be out before he's let in.

He'll be sitting close to the brother, brewing sterile anger, and not expressing it.

This really, really sucks.

[thenotsofair]

He seems almost dead, really, though at least there's not blood everywhere quite so much. Head flopped to the side, though, utterly limp and really not looking very happy. Or aware of the brother - if he were, he might flail a little.

Which clearly means you should do something to make him aware of you!

[elven_irs]

Well, Cara's going to be pianoting on the nightstand, fidgeting angrily or something, and that could be distracting - and more so because the situation is making him frown, which in turn hurts his face.

He's not disfigured, but still scarred with that star-shaped crease in his cheek, and bruised.

[thenotsofair]

He does stir eventually, and the eye that's not still mostly swollen shut opens and looks at him, blurrily. The pain hasn't hit him yet, so the first question rather unfortunately is, "Am I finally dead?" Weakly.

[elven_irs]

"That's what I asked them when I woke up," Cara replies, half-dryly, but actually happy that the brother is actually talking and showing signs of life. "Apparently, they're stuck with us both."

And he smiles, and then winces. Ouch.

[thenotsofair]

"Ah," and he sounds disappointed and his face tightens again, eye closing. Blurrily, "I'm sorry." But slipping away again, and it shows.

[elven_irs]

"Don't worry about ...." he cuts himself off. "Tyelko?"

[thenotsofair]

"Moryo..." Almost sighed. Trying to hang onto consciousness. Sort of. But maybe not as well as he should.

[elven_irs]

"I'm here, brother." And it's actually quiet. "Sleep. I'll be there when you wake."

[thenotsofair]

A tired nod, and he doesn't say that he's hoping he won't wake this time.

Then gone.

[elven_irs]

Cara is just going to fidget and pace in the room, then, waiting.

Let's not that the fidgeting and the pacing are much less energetic than usual - he's in pain too.

[thenotsofair]

He comes back eventually, with a little moan of pain as it slams into him again. Though it is better. "You're hurt," blurrily.

[elven_irs]

"I'll live." Shortly. But the brother thing sits by him. "At least I can walk." A pause. "You look like hell."

[thenotsofair]

He just sighs, which is probably a bad sign.

"You will." Live, that is.

[elven_irs]

"Apparently there's not way out of it in these parts." A wry smile, and he doesn't wince - even though he feels like it. "So much for trying to go down in a blaze of glory."

[thenotsofair]

He stirs.

"You were trying?" He sounds incredulous.