Full moon is on the sky and they're not men anymore [Semi-Open]

[unknowntodeath]

🧙 WHO: Archer (unknowntodeath), Lancer (redeyedbluehound) and OTA
⚔️️ WHAT: Archer and Lancer fight as Werewolfs, aftermaths included
🕒 WHEN: February 15th
🗺️ WHERE: Brocéliande, New Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Attempted murder, stupid werewolf idiots fighting, blood, other injuries

Top-levels in comments.

Archer aftermath - OTA
Lancer aftermath - OTA

Comments

[unknowntodeath]

[Archer tenses (and immediately cringes) and the sound a voice. He may have met Jane before, but it was such a long time ago, so the voice doesn't register with him.

Though he does have to admit to himself that he needs help.]

I'm... here. I'm harmless and in need of medical assistance.

[cantgetanyworse]

[Now that he's speaking at little more, doesn't she... know that voice? She hurries her steps towards it and then--]

Oh, goodness!

[Tripping over herself would do no good at all so she checks herself after her first urgent stumble, but makes her way to his side and crouches down. She rubs her hands together lightly and then flexes her fingers - her own little ritual for getting ready to use her magic.]

Ah-- all right, uhm... tell me where it hurts.

[unknowntodeath]

[Oh... it actually was a familiar voice. Archer relaxes quite a bit since Jane is someone he's familiar with as opposed to have been found by someone he's never met before.]

I think some of my ribs are broken.

[cantgetanyworse]

Ah... dear.

[As it happens, it's nothing she hasn't dealt with before. One of her first experiences using healing magic on someone else here had been for broken ribs - of a particularly grouchy, dark-haired samurai.

So she places her hand very gently against Archer's side, frowning in concentration as she pushes the magic through to find the injuries and knit them back together.]

There... how is that feeling..?

[unknowntodeath]

[It stings a little, even if not as much as he thought it would. Just the fact that his body needed to force itself back together... was unpleasant.

But the unpleasantness doesn't last for too long, at least.]

Better. Easier to breathe...

[cantgetanyworse]

[She's as gentle as she can be about it but things knitting together and shifting back into place is never going to be entirely comfortable. Once the initial movement is over with, though, it's a simple matter of healing everything where it needs to be healed.]

Good.

[Phew.]

Now, let me take a look at the rest of you.