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WHO: Kain Highwind and YOU
WHAT: Kain is in recovery from wounds sustained in the Vengeance battle
WHEN: Now, and further into the month
WHERE: Healer’s Tents
NOTES: N/A

1. Now-early part of the month

[It’s the first that Kain is finally stable enough to be awake for any long stretch of time. He’d really taken a beating out there… encouraged it even it some point, since the more hits he took meant the stronger his attacks would be. He's still getting used to his new powers, admittedly. It turns out that being a Reaver comes with quite a cost in the aftermath. He’s suffered some nasty chest wounds, broken ribs, a punctured lung, a bad shoulder wound, some burns… among other injuries. To make matters worse, infection had set in not too long after he’d arrived, complicating matters.]

[He groans, trying to move and finding that more than a little excruciating. Then he realizes someone is approaching.]

What is it?

2. Later on into the month

I’m just going out to get some fresh air.

[Is this an escape attempt? Or is he just doing as he claims and getting himself outside for a change? Who can say for sure? Regardless of anything, Kain is supremely unsteady as he hauls himself up and starts slowly but steadily making his way toward the exit of the tent. Now he's healed enough he can be a bad patient.]

[He's almost there… he’s gonna make it...]

Wildcard!

[Anything else going on in the healer tents? Coming to visit or to update him about petsitting? Have another reason to come bother him? Have at it!]

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[She returns about ten minutes later, walking in as though expecting to see him flopped on the ground from another failed attempt. The promised oblivion is in a held flask.]

...Kain?

[By the time she's returned, Kain is perched on the very end of the bed, wobbling a bit when he tries to get on his feet. Not that he was trying to fully get up, nope not at all. He at least sits back down and takes his feet off the floor as she arrives.]

Ah, good... I knew I could count on you, Korrin.

[Korrin narrows her eyes as she reaches the bed.]

What did I just tell you? Stop trying to get up, dammit. I've met small children who listen better than this.

Sorry, my apologies, I was just...

["Testing my limits" is probably not what she wants to hear, and "stretching" feels like a very bad excuse. He really can't manage anything more than that, as it is, anyway, and he's disappointed in himself that even standing up is a challenge. Sigh. Ok. Moving back on the bed now. Ow. Ow. Ow.]

...Right... Not doing that anymore. I did promise.

[Feeling as though she's channeling her grandmother, Korrin sighs and hands over the the flask.]

Just stay down, this time. It helps if you have that in one go.

[Taking the flask in hand, Kain nods.]

I can't help it sometimes, I'll... try to be better about it though. It means a lot to me that you've done this... I'll repay you somehow...

[He coughs, catches his breath, then starts drinking. Oh god, he'd forgotten how much this stuff burns... but man does it go down smoothly at the same time. He gulps it down eagerly.]

[That coughing gets as small smirk out of her, as does the eagerness. She can sympathize all too well on both counts.]

Repay me by staying the hell put and getting better fast enough to be Bastard's buffer against everyone else again. If he starts clinging to me instead, I'll never forgive you.

[Mostly because Araceli and Lux would never heard the end of it.]

[He continues gulping it down until it's all gone. Ahhh. He hands the flask back with a satisfied sigh. Already he can feel it hitting him, and he's glad for once to be lying down rather than up where he'd surely fall over.]

That'sssss sogood. [Even his words are already slurring. He manages a semi-amused expression for a moment.] Don't worry about Bastard. He's a good bird, pain in the ass though he is. One of my best friends. I'll... be better... before you know it... Have to be, so I can do it all over again, ha...

[It gives him more power, after all, to be in pain. Too bad it's awful after the battles are done.]

[The slurring gets some fond amusement, as Korrin's relieved it's working so fast already.]

Yeah, yeah, you do that. For now, pass out and dream of wind demon tits or whatever.

She's not a demon, she's an archfiend! [Because that sounds so much better.]

[Kain closes his eyes at least, sighing in relief.] Ah... this 'sgood stuff... Korrin, you're the best...