The last thing he remembered was passing out on the floor of the little house by the sea, but it certainly wasn't where he woke up. At least, it didn't feel like he was still on the floor. No, where he was gingerly curled on his side was... soft and warm. Almost pleasant, if he didn't ache so damn much
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As her abilities only worked by touch, she wrapped herself around his sheeted form, his back pressed to her. Her arm was wrapped around him, a cool hand resting on his stomach. Forming a healing link, she could see the injuries, killing blows they were. Slowly she began to put the pieces of him back together, deliberately not looking at his memories and thoughts, only sending reassurance and smoothing ruffled feathers. Beginning to clean the wounds and repair the damage, she sat in his mind within a lush green sphere of light gradually mending the injuries to body, mind, and soul.
Eyes closed, intent on her work, she was not aware when he rolled to his back.
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Body stiff and wary, he gritted his teeth over another soft noise before he tipped his head, hoping to mime glancing away.
"... I would advise you to let me go."
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Emerald green eyes blinked open remembering who she was and her purpose. 'Andaran atish’an [formal elven greeting. Literally: I dwell in this place, a place of peace].'
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"Who are you?"
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A bell chimed from the speaker in the wall high above Hakkai's bed, and a childish voice announced through a burst of static, "The doctor will see you now!"
As the voice faded, and the intercom shut off with a click, there came the shuffling footsteps of the very old, or the infirm. The footsteps approached the bed, which shook slightly as the person's bumped into it. Maybe the room was dark, after all. Or maybe Hakkai's visitor was blind, too.
Gentle hands touched him then, on his feet, then his shins, slowly and methodically patting down every inch of Hakkai's body for injuries.
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It took all his willpower to draw away from the unwelcome touch. Once it rose high enough, he actually took a swat at the offending hand, sighing as he pondered just rolling back over and trying to go back to what passed for sleep.
"I apologize, but I'm really not in the mood to be a good patient."
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The man - few woman had hands that big - smelled faintly of dust and mothballs, and the hands on Hakkai's body were thin for their size. One might almost say bony. There was no rasp of clothing as he moved, no scent of cologne or soap... nor, for that matter, of sex or blood or smoke. Just gentle hands, and gentle breathing somewhere above Hakkai.
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"Do not touch me again."
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Softly, she covered him in a nice warm blanket and put on some low, soothing instrumental music. Next, she went into the kitchen to prepare some tea and soup for when he woke up.
When she heard the groan, she quickly makes her way back into the room, seeing that the man had rolled over on his side. Quietly she speaks, not wanting to wake him in case he was simply getting comfortable and wasn't awake yet.
"...are you awake?"
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Terra tended to him as carefully as she could. Her magic could only do so much when she couldn't figure out where exactly it was that he was hurt, but she did all she could for him regardless. Her hands were still glowing softly when he started to stir, and Terra pulled her hands away from him to turn her attention toward his face. Gently, she reached up and placed a hand against his forehead, checking to see if he had a fever. "Don't move," she said, quietly, stroking back his hair. "Would you like some water?"
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"... who are you?"
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He hoped it was so simple as just being in her room. After all, he didn't feel any real threat from her and while that would normally make him relax a bit, there would be no soothing him for now.
"It's... all internal. Someone... did this to me."
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Green and brown eyes widened when she saw him, dropping the food she had been holding in sheer shock from the sight. In fact, it was enough to snap her out of her rut enough to act.
Quickly she picked up the bag and set it aside, rushing to Hakkai's side a moment later to examine him. At the moment it seemed like he was sleeping but she still had the horrible feeling that there was something wrong. She took a shaky breath before reaching up to gently stroke at his hair, as if to try and rouse him into being awake, "Hakkai. You there?"
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"... where am I? Adela..."
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"You're in my room. What the hell happened to you?" Adela asked, her voice soft as she tried to look him over herself. This was horrible, just seeing him in such a weakened state. There wasn't even any visible injury, but somehow it just seemed worse than when she had found him littered with them.
Whatever issues she was having with herself were nothing compared to helping Hakkai then.
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"A kappa... he took something out of me... the hard way."
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