Kiss of Life

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Who: Aira, Amami & anyone who hits me up
What: Catch-all
When: November
Where: Around
Warnings: TBA

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[sisters]

( listen, noah, no shame in it. sometimes self-care involves being a whore?

anyway, it is awfully considerate of noah to mention the privacy, and amami's even nodded along with the suggestion — started making his way over to the doorway. it's at the mention of grabbing something that he realizes he'd been (understandably, he thinks,) distracted by the topic of healing magic. he spares a glance back up to the shelf, and then to noah, and gives a smile instead, waving off the offer. )

Don't worry about it. If you manage to fix me up, I can just get it myself, yeah?

( like, what's he gonna do with it while he's sitting here letting noah heal him for unspecified amount of time? nah. )

Call it a test run, to see if it worked.

[silentabyss]

...that's true, yeah. Okay.

[Whatever Amami says. Noah won't force it, so off to the dorms they go, with Noah shoving his hands in his coat pockets. Sorry, he's not a great small-talker, so most of the journey is spent in blissful silence... Noah's glaring at the wisteria tree as they pass by it, though, just the littlest look of ire before he sets his sights back on the dorms.

Fuck you, tree.

Whoever's dorm they end up in — Noah's or Amami's — the first thing he says once they arrive is,]

Take your shirt off and get comfortable. I don't know how long this will take, and I don't want you to be sitting or laying at a weird angle the entire time.

[sisters]

( it's a glare that doesn't escape amami's notice, but he lets it slide for now. as much as it piques his curiosity, he's a patient type, and he'll wait to make sure they've got the process started before digging into it any. to that end, he naturally leans towards his own room. knows they won't be interrupted in here, where it's pretty green. pothos overflow out of a handful of pots around the room or small bottles hung up by the window, and a tree sits by the desk to the side — their own little forest in the making. )

That's fine, thanks for the consideration.

( really, an awkward angle would be a small price to pay, because no matter how long it took, it'd definitely be less than another month or so of pain every time he breathes in just a little too deep. for now, it'll only take him a moment or two to pull his shirts over his head, sitting down at the edge of his bed with an expectant look to noah. )

[silentabyss]

[It's a nice little forest, actually, much nicer than the minimal amounts of "decorating" Noah's tried to do with his own dorm — if putting tons of rocks and a forbidden wisteria petal jar on a shelf could even be called decorating in the first place. That shelf gets ignored now; the jar of souls that he didn't know was a jar of souls when he got it freaks him out too much to even go near it.

That aside, Noah just hopes his hands aren't too cold (they are. they will be.) as he summons a bit of sparkling celestial magic to his fingertips, constellations spinning around his hands. Now, technically... Radix is a healing spell. Technically with Radix, Noah's supposed to throw it at stuff too. He's not doing that, because pelting Amami with a versatile spell like that seems like a shitty idea, so instead he'll just have to focus really hard on the "healing" part of it and not the "yeeting" part, or this will get real scary real fast. Cold fingertips press against the edges of the wound though, and though it takes a bit, the skin starts to stitch closed.

They really are going to be here for a bit.]