Doyle de'Marceau: Still abed at this hour..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *doesn't respond nor does she move.. infact she seemed to be asleep.. >*
Rowena MacLeoid's death cry is heard throughout the land!
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *still clothed, she appears to have simply collapsed upon it in a rather bad state*
Doyle de'Marceau: *shrugs off his coat*
Doyle de'Marceau: Aislinn..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *mostly burn injuries noted though various slices and impact wounds decorate her*
A new event has been added to .agenda!
Event: [OOC Hunting - Undead - All Players Welcome] occurs in -11 minutes!
A new event has been added to .agenda!
Doyle de'Marceau: Aislinn.. Wake up
Doyle de'Marceau: *touches her cheek*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *alive, obviously as she was breathing though it was shallow and slumber deep*
Doyle de'Marceau: *picks up the potion*
Doyle de'Marceau: What is this..
You see: Comracht as Tine Ros [MP]
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *was also covered a lot in blood, obviously having been in a battle of sorts*
Doyle de'Marceau: *opens up the bottle and sniffs it*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *the reaking scent of the undead likely easily pinpointed*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *smells like rose oil.. partially used*
Doyle de'Marceau: *opens it up and sprinkles a few drops on her forehead, assuming no cuts are there*
Doyle de'Marceau: Hmm..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *doesn't move still.. unconscious, deep slumber.. either are possible*
Doyle de'Marceau: *takes a cloak out of her armoire*
Event: [OOC Hunting - Undead - All Players Welcome] occurs in -16 minutes!
Event: [Spell Book Crafting] occurs in -4 minutes!
Doyle de'Marceau: *cuts it into large strips*
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Doyle de'Marceau: Come on girl, up to me
Doyle de'Marceau: *gently pulls her forward to wrap the strips tightly over the wounds*
Doyle de'Marceau: And I.. ew.. I'll take these nasty things as well
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *oddly enough, the worst ones seem to have been partially healed enough so that she*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *wouldn't bleed to death from them..*
Doyle de'Marceau: *undoes the fastenings on her armor and bustier, pulling them away to clean*
Doyle de'Marceau: [That's all I took]
Doyle de'Marceau: Hmm, let me see..
Edwin, Mandisa's Merchant : Milzar Izezi bought 600 gold worth of items.
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: [oooh milzar is buying from the atp.. rofl]
Doyle de'Marceau: Useless woman..
Doyle de'Marceau: [haha]
Doyle de'Marceau: Don't you have ANY shirts??
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: [come downstairs lemme friend you]
Whom would you like to make a friend?
They have been friended
Doyle de'Marceau: [Oki doki]
You see: [Mark of the Rowan]
You see: Doyle de'Marceau
You see: an exceptional Suede Vest [crafted by Sobi Zaid]
Doyle de'Marceau: Robes..
Doyle de'Marceau: Aha!
Doyle de'Marceau: Well, not the.. most womanly thing ever, but you'll survive
Doyle de'Marceau: This will be a challenge
Doyle de'Marceau: *wraps strips of cloth tightly over her chest and stomach*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *groans lowly as the movement seems to rouse here a bit though still mostly out of it*
Event: [Spell Book Crafting] occurs in -9 minutes!
Doyle de'Marceau: *leans her head back and slides one arm through the shirt, then the other*
Doyle de'Marceau: *then finally guides her head gently through the shirt*
Doyle de'Marceau: [All yours :P]
Doyle de'Marceau: Hmm..
Doyle de'Marceau: [I wish to release this]
Doyle de'Marceau: *snatches the empty pitcher off the stone*
Doyle de'Marceau: *returns with a pitcher of water*
Doyle de'Marceau: *takes out pillows from the bed and props her head up on them*
Doyle de'Marceau: *tears the cloak into a large strip and wads it up, dampening it in the water*
Doyle de'Marceau: *makes a face, and very gently removes the tiara from her hair*
Doyle de'Marceau: *sets it on the table, close and visible*
Doyle de'Marceau: *remoistens the cloth and dabs it lightly on her forehead and cheeks*
Doyle de'Marceau: *cleans dry blood off of her neck and throat*
Doyle de'Marceau: *slides the damp cloth gently over her forehead, whispering to her as he does so*
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Doyle de'Marceau: Come back, Aislinn
Saving World State. This may take up to 60 seconds.
Save finished.
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *turns her head slightly towards him in slow motion.. eyes remained closed though her*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *hand shifted slightly from her side upon the bed to lightly touch at his leg*
Doyle de'Marceau: *cups her hand with his own*
Doyle de'Marceau: Come back to me Aislinn
It is Midnight
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *spoke though words were slow to be formed and barely at a whispered tone*
You could use a bite to eat...
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Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I'd... never.. leave.. you
Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: Then wake up
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: So... drained..
Doyle de'Marceau: Just relax, you're safe with me
Doyle de'Marceau: *leans in and lightly kisses her lips*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *returns the kiss albeit faintly, free hand rising to reach to the bed beside her and*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *pats at it lightly before returning to place at her left side*
Doyle de'Marceau: *sits down softly beside her, still occasionally pressing a wet cloth to her forehead*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *groans lowly as she shifts to lay on her side, curled slightly against him*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *whispers softly again*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I was hoping you would come even if I wasn't with you..
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Doyle de'Marceau: You knew I would come
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I did.. what took so long..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *smiles faintly and nuzzles her head lightly against him*
Doyle de'Marceau: I had to find this fucking place..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I suppose such a hide a way to not be found does have its disadvantages
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods and chuckles*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: i hope your day was better than mine..
Doyle de'Marceau: Comparitively.. Yes
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Tell me of it..
Doyle de'Marceau: I killed some poeple..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Well that is awefully to the point.. what happened..
Doyle de'Marceau: They tried to throw me in jail in Bishani for past crimes that happened years ago
Doyle de'Marceau: And the guards surrounded me and my party
Doyle de'Marceau: So.. we killed all but one, and cut off his hair and broke his sword
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: What made you go to Bishani? Didn't think you liked it there..
Doyle de'Marceau: It wasn't my idea, I didn't want to go
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Why did you then
Doyle de'Marceau: I guess I didn't really think it through too well
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I mean, who convinced you
Doyle de'Marceau: Oh well, the only person who knows it was me is being passed around the dust plains
Doyle de'Marceau: like a peace pipe right now
Doyle de'Marceau: The leader of the dust plains tribe.. She was a Zuben woman but she'd never been
Doyle de'Marceau: to Arjat before
Doyle de'Marceau: She leads an all-woman warrior tribe of nomads out in the badlands
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Sounds like an interesting woman
Doyle de'Marceau: She is, I guess
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *nods faintly*
Doyle de'Marceau: *runs his hand lightly over her hair, almost petting her*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *turns her head slightly to make his effort easier, hmms softly though has yet to open*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *her eyes..*
Doyle de'Marceau: *whispers*
Doyle de'Marceau: I love you, Aislinn
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Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *smiles faintly, eye opening barely a sliver only to reach a hand up to his cheek*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *lightly touching there before its too heavy to hold up anymore and drops back down*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Love you too, Doyle..
Doyle de'Marceau: *smiles a bit*
Doyle de'Marceau: How did this happen... Did someone attack you?
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: The Valilnore outpost... called for aid.. the bendith were attacking..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Too few showed up..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I got toasted by several spells and a firebreathing horse..
Doyle de'Marceau: Where did a firebreathing horse come from...
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I.. don't know..
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: It smelled of the badlands
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Most of the time it would listen to one of the other Dyrlings present
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: But.. when he fell..
Doyle de'Marceau: Do you want me to pay him a visit?
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: There was no one to listen to.. and it did it's own thing
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *shakes her head*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: No.. despite my injuries.. it and he did much in the battle.. and we'd not of won
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: without either
Doyle de'Marceau: Hmm..
Doyle de'Marceau: I could still kill the horse
Doyle de'Marceau: But if you don't want me to..
Doyle de'Marceau: *shrugs*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I will talk to him of it when I am able..
Doyle de'Marceau: Alright
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I am just glad you are not injured from it as well..
Doyle de'Marceau: Me? Why would I be
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: We share much of eachother even when apart.. I'm just pleased that isn't one of them
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Doyle de'Marceau: *chuckles*
Doyle de'Marceau: As am I
Saving World State. This may take up to 60 seconds.
Save finished.
Doyle de'Marceau: How are you feeling now?
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Not much better.. simply just awake..
Doyle de'Marceau: You will survive, at least
You could use a bite to eat...
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I hope when sleep claims me again I'll have the energy enough to heal this mess
Doyle de'Marceau: *nods*
Doyle de'Marceau: I would give you mine if I could, I seem to have an overabundance as is
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: It is good that you do.. that means you are sleeping.. atleast I think so..
Doyle de'Marceau: It could be the drugs
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Doyle de'Marceau: *holds her close to him, still stroking her hair*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *lofts a brow*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Do you really have a need for all that?
Doyle de'Marceau: No, I guess not
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: You seem to be more relaxed and not so on edge or three days beyond slumber anymore
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: Perhaps I'm just not paying enough attention
Doyle de'Marceau: Of course not.. I'm with you
Doyle de'Marceau: Aislinn, I want you to rest.. Don't worry about anything now...
Doyle de'Marceau: And I'm sorry I tore up your cloak
Doyle de'Marceau: *snickers*
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: I've several of them
Doyle de'Marceau: Good
Doyle de'Marceau: Maybe I'll filch you a new one
Doyle de'Marceau: *leans down and gives her a long kiss*
Chance LaRue: guess who just got baaaack today....that wild eyed boy who had been away
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *curls herself a bit tighter around him yet hasnt much strength to keep him there*
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Message sent to Chance LaRue
Doyle de'Marceau: I'm not leaving
Doyle de'Marceau: I'll stay by your side until you are healed
Chance LaRue: heh
Chance LaRue: well...got a wrestling pay per view to watch....will be on afterward though
Doyle de'Marceau: *crawls further onto the bed, laying down longways, his head where the pillow would be*
Message sent to Chance LaRue
Message sent to Chance LaRue
Message sent to Chance LaRue
Chance LaRue: well....I'm sure we'll be seeing one another in the near future
Aislinn Ua Ruairc: *uncurls from him to allow him to move then returns to lay partially on and off him*
Message sent to Chance LaRue
Chance LaRue: awkward? with Chance? naw....I'm sure it'll be smooth
Doyle de'Marceau: *goes poof and leaves his clone to wander around all protective-like*