something awful this way comes

[wotchesyou]

Who: Anyone. Multiple threads!
When: Sunday, Octorber 23rd to Thursday, October 27th
Where: The Clinic
Format: Action! Prose! Words!
What: The fighting from the Island is going to spill over to Anatole. Some people may become injured. Some people may be in the Clinic to help out.
Warnings: There might be some violence mentioned.
Notes: Portkeys

Comments

23rd-24thish?

[isherarmor]

[Silently winding the length of a bandage around the arm of a middle-aged woman. Saving all her fearful glances toward the windows until she's finished - until what small comfort she can give has bled out in strained smiles and whispered prayers to gods that may or may not listen.]

\o/

[mothertodragons]

[Daenerys leans over an injured man for one moment, and in the next he stands upright again, the white-blue flames of her healing magic flickering and dying in the palm of her hand. She pauses to wipe her brow... and then catches of glimpse of the young stark girl.]

[With a small, polite smile, she nods her head in greeting.]

Lady Sansa.

\\o//

[isherarmor]

[Dropping a slight curtsy, and the words are out before she's even thought. Fear has stolen a good portion of her wits.]

Your Gra---

[Now she does stop, lowers her eyes out of embarrassment and starts again.]

Daenerys.

[Another glance toward the outside. Uncertain.]

I'm afraid I am a poor substitute next to you, my lady. I am glad that you're here. Everyone is so afraid. Your presence does much to calm them.

*\o/*

[mothertodragons]

[Such a gentle young lady. Not so much younger than Dany herself, really.]

People draw their reactions from the reactions of those around them. Particularly those in a position of influence - healers. Leaders. If you show your fear, they will also be afraid.

If you show no fear, they will believe all is not lost.

24th?

[bedsidemanners]

[Raphael, possibly for the first time in awhile, is actually earning his keep. The only real expenses, thus far, have been his sleep schedule, his overused astral powers, and what remains of his good humor.]

[Healings that had cost him little even six hours ago were beginning to drag him towards exhaustion. The patients seem about as endless now as they were during the wars in heaven. Right now he's in the middle of tugging open yet another window, drawing what energy he can from the wind it brings. Might not be enough for anyone's full recovery, but he's willing to work with what he's getting.]

[He turns around.]

I'm a bit busy right now. What is it?

24th?

[girl_unlocking]

The portkeys. You know, the ones that Tonks set up? Do you know if they work on animals?

[The scratch on her cheek isn't even a concern. More blood (most of it dried) than the wound would seem to warrant, though.]

[bedsidemanners]

I have no idea.

[Curter than he quite means to be, and he clears his throat in what might almost be an apology.] Look, don't worry about them. You need to take care of that cut first.

[girl_unlocking]

[Panic.]

Shit. I mean---

[Flail.]

Miss Kitty. I tossed her into the one that looked like---

---it was supposed to take her here right?

[Tch. Curt is rolling off her lately. Too many linefaces and broodymen and jerks.]

O-oh? I'll be fine. It'll just...

...oh no. Did I get elf-juiced? I thought it was the glass from the spell, but...

the entire time! open to anyone, just specify a day~

[hairflying]

[ When Rapunzel started seeing all of the violence happening around her, she swallowed her fear and decided to do whatever she could to help. Eugene being Eugene, though, tried to convince her to help out at the Clinic instead of getting involved in the battle and after arguing with him, she finally relented and decided to put her hair's healing power to good use. There's still a small part of her that's scared someone might try to kidnap her because of it, but there are people here who knew her before, people who trust her and care for her so she has to give them the same in return.

So she forces her concerns away and focuses on working in the Clinic, helping whoever needs medical attention - and wants to be healed right away - as much as she can. She figures she'll focus on those who are more severely injured first, but she'll do her best not to ignore a single person that comes in. Which, of course, means she's working herself into a frenzy and hasn't really bothered to stop and take care of herself. ]

27th

[theprettyfits]

[Simon has never seen anything like this.

He's used to accidents, gunshot wounds, stabs. He isn't used to the sight of people attacked by creatures that look like they're from another world.

With a pang of sorrow, he remembers they are.

This is the first time he's set foot in the clinic since the fighting started. He's been working in the field, trying to help the wounded as best as he can. In the heat of battle, he didn't have the time to feel sorrow, but seeing the injured here in the clinic is hard.

Simon is out of his comfort zone now. These creatures have seen to that. So he watches the others closely, looking for advice.]