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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 5, 2013 19:26:21 GMT -5
Henrik watches his wife admiringly with a "She's wonderful when she's stern" look. He pours another mug of water and nods at Edithin. "Please do feel free to have a little more to eat if you're still hungry."
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Post by offduty on Jun 5, 2013 19:33:00 GMT -5
Shows the boy around finding him some clean clothes to wear and ushers him to the bath, as she closes the door she smiles towards her husband and Ed. "He's going to do just fine here. Thank you Ed for bringing him to us. We have lots more food and if you don't eat up some of it's going to waist and do so hate to see food waisted." Reaches across the table and pats Ed's hand. "You are welcome to stay and visit."
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Post by bentusi16 on Jun 5, 2013 22:56:30 GMT -5
"Unfortunately i must go, I have duties to attend too. Thank you for your hospitality, and enjoy the company of the child. Thankyou." Ed stands up and puts his helmet back on, back to tin man mode.
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Post by offduty on Jun 6, 2013 13:49:38 GMT -5
"You're welcome. May he spread his wings over you"
Walks over to the door opening it. I do hope your day is a pleasant one. Turning back to Henrik once the door is closed.
"Shall we clean up and gather all the children together?"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 7, 2013 13:39:59 GMT -5
"A good plan, my love. You gather, I shall do the cleaning and be out shortly, shorty!" The tall healer jokes, rises and kisses her cheek as he heads into the kitchen with a good-batured chuckle. Fairly soon, a song is heard over the counter.
"A bold Hippopotamus was standing one day
On the banks of the river Alimar...
He gazed at the bottom as it peacefully lay
By the light of the evening star.
Away on a hilltop, sat combing her hair
Was a fair Hippopotami maid;
The Hippopotamus was no ignoramus
And sang her this sweet serenade:
'Mud, Mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood!
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow
In glorious mud'..."
His song, loud enough to amuse but not to disturb anyone resting, seems to speed the process of cleaning and tidying and by the time of the last verse, he and the staff have the humble kitchen looking spotless. Henrik emerges, beaming with renewed energy and attends the rest of the day to the flock of children, patients and fellow healers in the House with focused attention, listening, healing and teaching.
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Post by offduty on Jun 7, 2013 14:17:18 GMT -5
Laughs and plays with the children, taking them swimming, reading with them, works on there writing. At the end of the day she gathers them all around the tables and hands out treats using them to teach them simple math skills before she serves them there dinner then allows to eat there treats. After everyting is cleaned up and the children are all bathed and tucked into there beds she reads them a story until all are asleep.
"Love would like some tea? It's been a long day and it's time to relax and enjoy the evening. I thought maybe we could make a few sandwiches and go to the gardens for a while."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 7, 2013 14:26:53 GMT -5
Finishing his duties with the infirmary and the sick, Henrik nods and smiles to his wife "Sounds wonderful, let me get cleaned up and we'll go, I could do with stretching my legs!" He stops in to say good night to Cecilus and others and goes to have a wash in the simple bathroom before emerging, clean in his spare robes and keen to take a walk with his wife.
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Post by offduty on Jun 7, 2013 15:17:35 GMT -5
Making toasted cheese sandwiches she grabs some fuit and pours there tea into a couple of bottles. Packing soft well worn blanket in the bottom of the basket then carefully placing everything inside she walks out of the kitchen just as her husband walks into the dinning area.
"I have the basket packed and ready to go." Giving him a kiss she hands him the basket. "Just let me peek in on the children before we leave."
Making sure the children are all snuggled in the beds she softly closes the door turning to Henrik.
"It's been such a beautiful day. I'm glad Ed stoped by with Cecilus. It took him a while to relax, but I really think he's going to fit in nicely. Did you see how good he is with the smaller children?"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 7, 2013 15:26:10 GMT -5
"Indeed, he seems like a smart young lad, I am looking forward to talking to him and seeing what he wants to do with his life." Henrik pulls his heavy cloak on and yanks the iron door bolt back, pushing the door open he smiles at her. "I know you want to keep every waif we find, I swear one day we will have the most enormous family!" He chuckles and tickles her as she passes him. "Who knows what young Cecilus will become one day."
He follows her out, being careful to close the door behind him and they vanish into the evening streets of Suzail, chatting animatedly.
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Post by offduty on Jun 8, 2013 13:41:42 GMT -5
Runs in the house giggling. "I won."
Goes and checks on the children after putting the basket away. Turning to Henrik.
"I hope you enjoyed the gardens."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 8, 2013 14:06:14 GMT -5
Henrik skids to a halt behind her after chasing her up the street, chuckling. "Oh, I Loved it! I'm curious why we see so few people there in the evening, such a beautiful place." He looks keenly over the House. "Time to look in on the patients, see if anyone needs anything before we turn in...I hope it will be a peaceful night but in this place, who knows?"
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Post by offduty on Jun 8, 2013 14:27:28 GMT -5
"The children are all still sleeping. I say we grab a bottle of wine and enjoy it in front of the fireplace."
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Post by Vaertai on Jun 20, 2013 2:43:31 GMT -5
Late one night a large, tan man garbed in a white tabard walks in through the door taking care to be quiet. He looks about, lowers his hood and combs through his hair with his hand and smiles. He quietly walks to the kitchen window and places a large, stuffed bag on the counter. He then places a note beside it before turning to leave.
"Henrik and Lynn,
It has been a while my friends and I'm not in town for long. I dropped by late last night to bring you this bag of vegetables, fruits, and some breads from a few places I've been. Please share them with all. Also enclosed is a bottle of my mothers wine. Keep that to yourselves. *signed with a large and elegant R*"
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Post by 828stingstingneo on Jun 20, 2013 8:33:25 GMT -5
An elven woman enters the House of Healing. She is dressed in cured leaves and smells a bit like a wet dog. She goes from room to room as though looking for someone and eventually leaves.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 20, 2013 9:15:48 GMT -5
Emerging from the depths of the House, Henrik smiles at the elven woman before she leaves, nodding politely. He is told about the bag on the counter and the note and reads it with a chuckle, looking relieved the writer is alright. "So kind of him, I am sure we can make the most wonderful meals out of this" He studies some of the fruits and vegetables with interest. "I don't think I've even seen some of these! Good Lord, where's he been this time? I bet he has some stories."
After putting the food away, he studies the bottle of wine with a smile and note in hand, wanders off to find his wife.
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Post by offduty on Jun 21, 2013 7:49:48 GMT -5
Walks up to her husband smiling as she slips her arms around him kissing him
"What will be doing today love?"
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 21, 2013 14:38:19 GMT -5
"I think lots of cooking" Henrik picks her up and warmly cuddles her before setting her back on her feet. To her question, he smiles "We had a visitor in the night. look" He shows her the note and the bottle. "He's left us a big bag of vegetables and fruits."
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 22, 2013 2:49:54 GMT -5
A young redhead woman walks into the House of Healing, looking slightly injured and covered with scrapes and bruises. Her left arm has clearly been turned to stone as if by a spell. The stone arm itself is chipped and cracked in a few places.
Instead of saying anything, she merely waves around a scrap of parchment with some writing on it using her normal-looking right hand.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 22, 2013 4:44:37 GMT -5
Peering at the woman, Henrik's face takes on a look of instant concern as his focus shifts rapidly over her physical state. He approaches. "Hello miss, how can I help you?" His gaze falls on the parchment.
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Post by offduty on Jun 22, 2013 8:34:16 GMT -5
*Kissing Henrik giggling as she takes the note* You know I know where he stays when he's around. I might go visit him surely he hasn't left already. I wish he would of rang the bell so we could of seen him. I really do miss him.
*Turns to look at the woman* Oh my *Looks at Henrik*
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 22, 2013 17:35:26 GMT -5
The injured woman silently hands Henrik the scrap of parchment. The writing on it merely reads: "Please fix my arm".
She then places down a quill, a bottle of ink, and more parchment scraps ontop one of the seats.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 23, 2013 17:54:22 GMT -5
"Of course" Henrik gestures for her to be seated. "May I look at your arm, please? How long has it been like this? I will need to examine it and how far the petrification spreads."
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 23, 2013 20:07:02 GMT -5
The woman frowns. "Well, erm...umm...uhh..." She seems to be unable to form a coherent sentence. Instead, she instead turns her forlorn look towards the other lady.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 24, 2013 10:04:43 GMT -5
"This is my wife, Lynn" The tall healer offers her a small smile as he looks over her arm, he gives it a very gentle touch, watching the way the skin reacts. "Lynn has removed petrification herself, a while ago now..she has learned to work scrolls of stone to flesh.." He stops and nods to her. "I can remove this affliction, I will need to prepare but please, do not worry, you are perfectly safe here and you may stay as long as you need to. It's a warm comfortable house and we're all friendly and discreet. You may speak here without fear. Ilmater's house is a sanctuary."
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 24, 2013 11:28:14 GMT -5
The woman quickly pulls her arm away from Henrik and gives him an angry glare for a moment. "Hands off of me." She then turns her attention back over to the sheet of parchment and writes down "repair my arm it is damaged" on it.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 24, 2013 16:22:49 GMT -5
The healer gives her an odd look, he simply nods gently and says politely "I cannot determine what is wrong unless I look at it clearly. Come into the infirmary please and we will fix you up." He smiles at Lynn as he passes her and opens the door to the hospital area, nodding to Adolina.
"If you care to, please sit one of the beds please, while I prepare." He moves away as he prepares to remove the affliction from her arm.
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 24, 2013 20:10:35 GMT -5
She yells out after Henrik as he walks off. "You're not listening! I said to repair it, not..." Her voice trails off near the end of the sentence. "Just uhh...get someone else to examine it..."
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 25, 2013 6:50:03 GMT -5
Henrik stops in his tracks and turns, looking at her "You have said to repair you, to a healer that means to remove every unhealthy state you are suffering from and return you to full health. You have given me basic instruction so if I have misunderstood it's not suprising, is it?" Endless patience in his voice as he continues. "My apologies. If you do not wish me to remove the petrification then please say so now and I will simply heal the injuries you're currently suffering from and leave your arm in its petrified state..I must abide by your free will."
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Post by Alex Heartnet on Jun 25, 2013 15:30:56 GMT -5
"But my arm itself is damaged!" The lady appears to be getting more and more flustered by the minute. "It won't just heal by itself! Look at it, it's cracked in several places, I umm...". She then breaks down and begins to cry.
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Post by Defunct Fiddlesticks on Jun 25, 2013 16:31:25 GMT -5
The healer's eyes crease in sympathy, he produces a clean tissue from somewhere in his robe pockets and quietly sits beside her, offering it. "Let me try and explain, when someone is petrified...they becomes a mindless and inert statue..." He looks at her arm. "Essentially your arm is "mindless and inert". It is technically neither dead nor alive. It is not alive in the sense the rest of you is." He sighs and regards her silently for a moment. "I will cast heal on you now if you wish, I can't say what it will do, but we shall see, maybe Ilmater will bless us?"
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