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[70ftandcounting]

Is...is it over?

[A soft, quiet noise. Not a whimper, not a cry - but maybe the tiniest of sniffles]

Is he gone?

[Bartimaeus was RIGHT.]

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[70ftandcounting]

Oh, n-no, Kevas! It's okay! You get rest.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

I can rest when I'm dead. If you need me then you need me.

[70ftandcounting]

Well...I'm in my room...

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Alright, it'll take a bit but I'll get there.

[Father instincts overriding survival instincts.]

[70ftandcounting]

Okay. I'll...I'll see you soon.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Not as soon as she thinks. It takes him about twenty minutes to sneak out of the infirmary and limp his way across to the barracks.

Once he reaches her door he just kicks it with his good leg instead of actually knocking.]</

[70ftandcounting]

[She flings it open the second she heard the noise, terrified that it took him so long.]

Oh -- Kevas, you should have stayed in bed!

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

I can always find anoddah.

[He grins. See? He's totally fine. No problems here at all.]

[70ftandcounting]

Kevas...

[She moves back and gestures him in.]

Please, please come in -- sit.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas steps inside, doing his best not to limp in front of her.]

So what be goin' on? Been sometime since I seen jah.

[Though that was his own fault entirely.]

[70ftandcounting]

[She's...fussing, don't mind her.]

It's -- everything is fine, are you alright? Do you--

[She lowers her voice, eyes wide.]

Do you need my hair?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas just gives her another smile.]

I be havin' plenty of hair don'tchu worry.

[No he knows what she's talking about but he's not going to let her push herself on his account. This is all his own fault after all.]

[70ftandcounting]

[She fixes him with a look.]

That isn't what I meant, Kevas.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Looks like she doesn't find that as funny as he does.

Kevas shakes his head.]

Sunshine, I ain't gonna force joo to do joor magic hair...t'ing.

[70ftandcounting]

[Rapunzel sighed.]

Kevas, it...it isn't forcing me at all.

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[Kevas just smiles at her.]

It be joor hair, joor magic, and joor choice. If dat be whatchu be wantin' to do den I won't tell jah no.

[70ftandcounting]

....Really? You'll let me?

[Scurrying over]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but just don't go strainin' joorself Sunshine.

[70ftandcounting]

Oh, it'll be okay! You worry too much.

Which part is the worst?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

It be my job to worry too much.

[He nods over to his right arm.]

Da right arm.

[He'll just keep how broken it actually is to himself.]

[70ftandcounting]

[She gathers her hair all up and treks over to the right side, and carefully starts to cover his arm with it.]

I...I can't do everything, because...well. I get tired, but I can fix this. Okay?

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

[He does his best not to wince, but that arm received the worst of it during the punishment.]

Wouldn't ask joo to do everytin' Sunshine. Dis be more den 'nuff.

[70ftandcounting]

[She winces too, and mumbles.]

Sorry...

[And then -- she sings, and her hair glows from root to tip, odd healing magic ftw.]

[drinkuntilidie.livejournal.com]

Hush now, joo be fine. Ain't notin' gonna keep it from hurtin'

[He watches as her hair glows like a lamp. In all his days he never thought he would see anything like magic hair.

The bones in his arm stitch themselves back together as healing magic courses through. Some ache remains but it's nothing that it was before.]

[70ftandcounting]

[It fades and she pulls it free, looking a little tired but happy.]

...How does that feel?