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middaeg2019-08-27 09:28 am
halfheartedmagician) wrote in middaeg2019-08-27 09:28 am
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Who: Asra, Symon, and Lyr
When: Backdated to after this.
Where: Lyr and Symon's place
What: Lyr dealing with two dumbasses who got themselves injured
Warnings: Blood and possible gore
The trip back to the barracks was slow, but Asra was grateful that both Symon and his horse seemed to know the way instinctively, even with Symon's injuries. He tried to keep some occasional conversation going for both their sake, since either one of them passing out at this point likely wouldn't be particularly good, but with how his own head was swimming and aching he wasn't sure how well he'd actually managing it.
"Next time we go out, we need to be ready for if we run into those creatures again," he informed Symon, or more accurately the back of the other man's neck which seemed to be where his head kept dropping to. It was reassuring to feel the cool texture of Symon's scales against his skin, although the smell of blood was overpowering.
With a jolt, Asra jerked up, sending flashes of light and pain through his head that he did his best to ignore. "I should have bandaged your wound."
It was far too late now as finally the jolting motion of the ride stopped and he realised that the barracks were nearby. Asra didn't dismount so much as slide off the entirely too patient horse and leant against Jasper's flank, trying to figure out how he was going to help Symon down and get them both inside.
"Let me see if I can get Lyr."
When: Backdated to after this.
Where: Lyr and Symon's place
What: Lyr dealing with two dumbasses who got themselves injured
Warnings: Blood and possible gore
The trip back to the barracks was slow, but Asra was grateful that both Symon and his horse seemed to know the way instinctively, even with Symon's injuries. He tried to keep some occasional conversation going for both their sake, since either one of them passing out at this point likely wouldn't be particularly good, but with how his own head was swimming and aching he wasn't sure how well he'd actually managing it.
"Next time we go out, we need to be ready for if we run into those creatures again," he informed Symon, or more accurately the back of the other man's neck which seemed to be where his head kept dropping to. It was reassuring to feel the cool texture of Symon's scales against his skin, although the smell of blood was overpowering.
With a jolt, Asra jerked up, sending flashes of light and pain through his head that he did his best to ignore. "I should have bandaged your wound."
It was far too late now as finally the jolting motion of the ride stopped and he realised that the barracks were nearby. Asra didn't dismount so much as slide off the entirely too patient horse and leant against Jasper's flank, trying to figure out how he was going to help Symon down and get them both inside.
"Let me see if I can get Lyr."
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