Those That Get Injured (Kaya)

[Serah]

The morning wasn't even morning yet. Just the dark before dawn. L'ban was awake, but just lying in bed wondering what to do. Elisnath was still asleep, and he wasn't going to wake her up just yet. He was pretty sure breakfast wasn't being served just yet, so that wasn't an option. Maybe just a little walk. To where, he didn't exactly know at the moment. He just knew that a walk was probably the only thing he could do at the moment.

So L'ban got out of his bed and got dressed. A dark shirt and light pair of pants for the day. When he went to leave the room, however, his hand caught something and he gasped in surprise. Elisnath woke up with a start. '~L'banMine! Are you alright? Oh you're bleeding. Off to the Healer with you. Come on, let's go.~' She said worried. Though Elisnath could only go as far as the entrance to the Healer's, she stayed at the door watching L'ban go inside. "I'm not that hurt." He said, voice so quiet he could barely be heard. "Uh, hi. I cut my finger on something." He looked at the floor while saying this, his cheeks flushed. /Elisnath, you really shouldn't have./ He thought as he stood in front of the now closed door.

[Kaya]

It had been a fairly quiet shift. One of the wher Handlers had come in as a follow up, and his skin seemed to be settling down nicely so she wasn't worried. It was another several sevendays before any of her regulars were due, but the pregnancies had been going well for the most part. So it was that she and Wivish sat in the dimly lit healers' quarters, discussing the finer facets of life.

No, really, what do you think you'd look like if you were a human?

I told you. I'd look like you.

Wivish, Eira retorted with a frustrated laugh. I know we're Linked, and we do have a lot in common, but don't you think we're just a little bit different at least?

So...look like a person that others would confuse for you all the time then? Wivish suggested. They both laughed.

Then came the voice from the doorway. They both turned and Eira hopped up, unalarmed. The voice hadn't sounded urgent. "How bad?" Eira asked while she hustled to get more of the glow baskets open since they had a patient. Size him up, please, Wivish.

Yes. the bright voice replied and the grey and white bird hopped, as well as she could on land (she was always just a little bit out of sorts on the ground), over to the weyrling who was standing near their doorway. Hold it up and let me get a good look please, Wivish asked him politely.