WHO: Tony Stark, Joselyn Smythe, Richard Dickerson, Wysteria Poppell, Vanadi de Vadarta WHAT: A group of nerds and one cool elf investigate some strange reports coming out of a Free Marches village. WHEN: Second week of August. WHERE: Free Marches NOTES: TBA.
Ah, more gloves. A prepared woman. He leans in a little, and the hand knotted into her clothing rests lightly against something more solid. Hip, he thinks. A small thing, but comforting.
"What do you have?" he asks, never too tired or pained to be wary. It would have to be something he's familiar with to be any kind of welcome, and the odds of that in this strange world are rather low.
“I have a lot of things, but I'm going to give you a few drops of an elfroot-based tonic. Dull the pain and not your wits, but it isn't strong and it won't win in a fight between its capacity and your aggravating the wound.”
There's a small pause.
“If I step back so I can change my gloves and get it, are you going to fall over?”
He's still considering the answer and whether or not that's something he's interested in when he's quite distinctly called out. Vanadi blinks, withdrawing his hand to take a quick step back.
"Ah -- no. Sorry." It was nice while it lasted. "I'll pass on the tonic, though. It isn't so bad as to need dulling. A few bandages and I'll hardly notice it."
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"What do you have?" he asks, never too tired or pained to be wary. It would have to be something he's familiar with to be any kind of welcome, and the odds of that in this strange world are rather low.
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There's a small pause.
“If I step back so I can change my gloves and get it, are you going to fall over?”
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"Ah -- no. Sorry." It was nice while it lasted. "I'll pass on the tonic, though. It isn't so bad as to need dulling. A few bandages and I'll hardly notice it."