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Oh, hey, someone else switched to Melanie. Alas poor Wendy, we knew her sorta.
Lmao, maybe in the future. Possibly. I'm happy with our current line up.Oh, hey, someone else switched to Melanie. Alas poor Wendy, we knew her sorta.
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super kudos to @Lazy Minx for commissioning it and for soojin paek for accepting the commission pls check out her tumblr and her twitter we now return to your regularly scheduled screaming
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please don't kill kei, this is the only one i haveIn celebration, do a scene for every single person who got even a single vote.
*wince* They're just first years, I take it that triage hasn't been part of their curriculum yet."She's not going to make it."
Running the back of her forearm across her forehead to wipe the sweat from her brow, Azalea Cherilyn Charmaine concentrates harder on the wet, messy hole barely compressed with bloodstained hands, her breath quickening with every extra bit of focus summoned for the magecraft channeling through her staff. The tip of her staff glows with faint light above Peggy's exposed chest, where fabric has been hastily torn away only for blood to cover her instead.
Honestly, Wilhelmina's still helping. Someone staying dispassionate while you're evaluating options is important.The human mage gives this a moment of thought. "What about more bloodroot solution?"
"You'll kill her by coagulating her blood," observes Wilhelmina, looking down at their patient.
"Mina," hisses Azalea in a moment of uncharacteristic emotion, trying to push any hint of anger out of her voice and instead trying to just come across as stern, "please be quiet for just three minutes."
...and there it is. Large sucking chest wounds, even with magic, tend not to leave someone long for the world.The instructor grimaces, removing the needle from Vesna's fingers before letting go of her wrists. "There are other wounded who need you more," she murmurs, "people you can save." Her tone isn't unkind, but there's a hint of finality in it. "Go find someone else."
Or at least cover her with a blanket, sheesh!It's good to let a mage who has been trying to heal the wounded and dying in the West Wing rest, but Nikki wonders whether or not it'd be a good idea to let Emilie know that - hugging her legs in her nightclothes - her underwear is showing.
Oof. I get the sense of commoner-noble tensions just from that. And that's both not even the entire context and, again, triage."Yeah." In this, at least, Nikki sounds semi-convincing, coolly trying to brush off concern but casually running her hair through her long, wavy hair. It takes a moment before she admits, "I was just watching my squad leader tell some healers that a maid they were trying to save was going to die and they should leave her."
"Oh. Lady Marienberg?"
As will be evident, everyone copes in different ways.Nikki blinks. "You don't..."
"My friends died."
Momentarily startled, Nikki has the grace to look at least a little contrite as she mutters, "Sorry. You just seem...over it."
"I'm not really over it. I'm just glad I'm alive. I'm glad you're alive. And you too. And everyone else who's still here. I'm just relieved."
...oh.Sort of like how the arteries in a Squirrel's throat was severed two nights ago. A moment of focus, a moment of incantations, a flicker of a thought; and then suddenly an invisible blade struck out - with her eyes closed, she can see it in her mind now - and a spray of blood majestically spilled out in a brilliant, glistening arc.
It was so pretty.
That seems vaguely...erotic.Of course, it also helped that Melanie wasn't trying to cut anything as hard as a wyvern scale. Nothing like a direwolf's fur to have to cut through either. And their throats were just so soft...
And speak of the devil...*breaks up laughing*Melanie's eyes widen, and all of the sudden she sees that splash of blood glistening in midair under the moonlight once more. "How..." The aseri stops, just a bit too late to stop a single word from coming out of her lips. To her credit, she takes only a moment to master herself - what little good it does - before stammering, "I d-didn't feel good a-about it."
Again, Elizabeth regards Melanie for a long, quiet moment, as if trying to read the latter. Then, suddenly, she laughs. "This is your first time. This is your first time, isn't it?" She giggles even harder, a hand on the table for support, stopping herself from doubling over. "Yes, it is! Like a nervous virgin on her wedding night!"
Yes! Progress! Or some kind of benchmark!Eventually, the laughter dies, Elizabeth calms, and when she regards Melanie's unmoving reaction, she rolls her eyes, sighing, "Oh, for crying out loud, you're worse than Neianne."
...well, something anyway.And when Melanie again remains quiet, the elf again rolls her eyes. "Although at least Neianne does me the courtesy of making little puppy noises after I speak."
"M-My apologies," repeats the aseri, wondering what "puppy noises" Neianne even makes.
Hey now, Neianne demonstrates plenty of hardwork, y'know."The effort must've been something to see." The tiny elf giggles. "And here I thought 'hard work' was just something people in Caldrein say for pats on the back."
Missing quote at the startYou don't have to lie in front of me." Elizabeth scoffs again. "And you're not very good at it."
Or who holds the necks of other people like a lover, at least.I know how to tell the difference between someone who uses magecraft like a tool and someone who holds it like a lover." The smile turns darker now. "And you're at your best when you're trying to murder someone."
She might also be worried about starting to enjoy it and looking to do it more...But the elf only rolls her eyes. "You are a Caldran mercenary apprentice. And I somehow thought enjoying your work is life's greatest fulfillment. Seriously, remind me why it's wrong to enjoy killing. No one's telling you to murder an entire town to get your kicks, I'm talking about just killing the enemy in war. Why is it wrong?"
Oh she is totally doing something here"Don't quote empty platitudes at me about things being wrong just because you've been told that by simpletons," Elizabeth snorts, "if you can't even tell me why." Then, of course, right-or-wrong or whether or not Melanie's happy about it suddenly goes out the window when the elven mage concludes, "Spending too much time around Celestia isn't going to help you discover who you really are."
I ship itThen, suddenly, Elizabeth throws her head back and laughs. Melanie flinches at this; somehow, this shocks her more than any other reaction. And just like that, all that dangerous tension seems to dissipate, and Melanie can't help but feel confused, maybe even silly.
"I do like you," the elf grins when her laughter dies down.
Yeah, she totally wants some of that.Her smile turning thin - almost bored - as she sees Lucille approach, Elizabeth shrugs and turns a lazy eye towards Melanie, imparting a few last words before the Celestia's inevitable interruption. "Your family probably likes you to cozy up to her to keep up good relations," she says, "but if you keep yourself tethered to useless people, they're only going to hold you back." She smirks and shrugs. "Take it or leave it."
PfffbbbtScowling once more, Penelope picks up the very unfinished letter in her hand, staring at it as if it would help. "This is stupid. We should be sending Becky home ourselves, not sending a stupid letter." Slamming the letter back onto the table - and looking mildly startled but largely unapologetic over the surprisingly loud sound it makes in the relatively empty Great Hall - she continues, "Does Becky's ma even read? They're from Sandria."
*winces* It hasn't been a fun past few years for Aphelia and it's not going to be a fun next few years for her either.For better or for worse, Aphelia chooses to use words now instead of violence, although her voice is cold and sharp like a dagger through the chest. "Is this the first time you've lost someone?" she asks, and even with the rain, the Great Hall has fallen into such a quiet that Penelope would've been surprised if the other apprentices - staring like little sheep - can't hear her now. "First time someone close to you was killed?" She smiles bitterly. "House Treiser is of Arnheim, all the way over in Elspar. Where we're fighting the Tenereians. Where my family has been fighting the Tenereians since I was a child, since I was six."
"Yeah?" laughs Penelope in a bitter tone, powered by false bravado. Somewhere in the back of her head, she knows this is a bad idea, but she's too far committed to back out now, not without looking like a coward. "Who are the actual people doing the actual fighting for your family?"
Aphelia's expression grows even stormier, and in spite of herself, Penelope suddenly has to fight the great urge to flee. "My friends have lost aunts, cousins, sisters, parents," the elf whispers. "I have lost a cousin, who took care of me and raised me when my own mother was too busy with the war effort. They did so fighting Tenereians, trying to stop them from taking that extra step into Caldrein, instead of hiding in their manors like you would so suggest." Her eyes narrow. "Do not for a moment think that you are somehow unique in your loss. And do not again imply that my family is craven. I'll overlook it this one time, but do so again, and you face my wrath in a duel."
TypoPerhaps back to a table, perhaps out of the Great Hall altogether/
*cackles*Penelope - missing Wendy's warning looks entirely - immediately replies, "That Becky was a tough bitch who pissed off giving the Tenny whores a real good ass-fucking."
To her credit, Aphelia manages not to make a face as she sits down at the table. "...Alright, perhaps we can start with that and then change a few words..."
Okay, but now how about someone go commission the scene of her going after the wyvern.
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super kudos to @Lazy Minx for commissioning it and for soojin paek for accepting the commission pls check out her tumblr and her twitter we now return to your regularly scheduled screaming
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I think it SHOULD be in their curriculum.*wince* They're just first years, I take it that triage hasn't been part of their curriculum yet.
LOL. I only personally know a few artists who could that scene justice.Okay, but now how about someone go commission the scene of her going after the wyvern.
*fleeeees*
*wince* They're just first years, I take it that triage hasn't been part of their curriculum yet.
I think it SHOULD be in their curriculum.
But triage is extremely difficult to practice when you're working on someone you know personally.
Even on someone you don't know personally(Doctor friend said emergency room duty is hell for that reason, people just aren't made to choose to give up on saving someone they were saving a moment ago) its hard. But first time with live injuries on someone you can think of as a friend?
That seems vaguely...erotic.
Keeeeeeeeeeeeei, what are you doing I thought you didn't need Patreon only content now with your new job
Also, somehow, I get kind of a vague Weiss from RWBY vibe from her off this.
She's surprisingly stocky...honesty I don't like the clothing, it throws her off from being cute and small or maybe its the colour of the background that ruins the contrast.aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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super kudos to @Lazy Minx for commissioning it and for soojin paek for accepting the commission pls check out her tumblr and her twitter we now return to your regularly scheduled screaming
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So what about Vesna Rainer huh?Yeah, I'd rather use this opportunity to get to know people we haven't interacted with alot yet. One more for
Just didn't seem to...resonate? With me that much? If Stephanie or Melanie were also tied, then maybe, but alas.