Post by Birdie on Jan 28, 2008 16:45:20 GMT -5
Brigantia did not move from her spot when the buzzing creatures came. She had no real reason to. It seemed the other two would deal with them. At last, when things seemed to settle down Brigantia stood. She reached out a gentle hand and touched the taller girl's arm. "Child, it is not smart for you to move around in this manner." She stepped back, her fingers skimming over tree bark. She closed her eyes, her aura grew, she seemed so much stronger now, in that instant. Her entire being seemed to glow with it, though such power could not truly be seen.
She touched the young woman again, this time directly over her wound. In moments it disapeared and Brigantia collapsed onto the earth. She was panting, her face was damp with sweat. In the same spot Tsukiko's wound had been blood began to stain Brigantia's kimono. Her hand found it's way over the wound, hiding it, though not quite well enough.
"There, you should be all right now." She said. There was no hint of pain in her voice or facail expression, but her eyes seemed to be drowning in it. She laughed, weakly.
"It is nice to see you being treated like you should be. You are the son of a Lord, there by making you a prince, of sorts." She leaned heavily against a tree, her other hand pressed over her first, hiding her wound from sight. She was all smiles, a wonderful actor. The only thing that showed what she was feeling was her eyes and these were closed at the moment.
She touched the young woman again, this time directly over her wound. In moments it disapeared and Brigantia collapsed onto the earth. She was panting, her face was damp with sweat. In the same spot Tsukiko's wound had been blood began to stain Brigantia's kimono. Her hand found it's way over the wound, hiding it, though not quite well enough.
"There, you should be all right now." She said. There was no hint of pain in her voice or facail expression, but her eyes seemed to be drowning in it. She laughed, weakly.
"It is nice to see you being treated like you should be. You are the son of a Lord, there by making you a prince, of sorts." She leaned heavily against a tree, her other hand pressed over her first, hiding her wound from sight. She was all smiles, a wonderful actor. The only thing that showed what she was feeling was her eyes and these were closed at the moment.