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WHO: Xishen and Matt Jamison
WHAT: Xishen needs Matt's help with some magic.
WHERE: The Citadel Lodestone, and then elsewhere.
WHEN: Early Soviseri.
WARNINGS: N/A
When Matt makes it down to the Lodestone, as promised, he will find Xishen waiting for him. She is dressed in the simple, black clothing customary to her, and if it weren't for the motes of golden light that flicker in and out of existence around her, it'd be entirely possible to miss her in the dim lighting. She has a bag slung over her shoulder.
Her gaze falls upon him blankly as he arrives. She nods once, and then starts heading back out the way Matt just came.
"Good. Come with me."
WHAT: Xishen needs Matt's help with some magic.
WHERE: The Citadel Lodestone, and then elsewhere.
WHEN: Early Soviseri.
WARNINGS: N/A
When Matt makes it down to the Lodestone, as promised, he will find Xishen waiting for him. She is dressed in the simple, black clothing customary to her, and if it weren't for the motes of golden light that flicker in and out of existence around her, it'd be entirely possible to miss her in the dim lighting. She has a bag slung over her shoulder.
Her gaze falls upon him blankly as he arrives. She nods once, and then starts heading back out the way Matt just came.
"Good. Come with me."
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"Wait-"
She fumbles, grabbing her dagger from the ground where it fell. Taking it in her left hand, she rams it into her own thigh, while in same moment reaching to place her hand on Matt's severed wrist. A flood of vitality pours from her fingers, in the same moment she emits a shaking gasp.
The bleeding will begin to slow, a bit of the pain numbing. It isn't a one stop fix, but it will be enough to prevent him from dying. She makes a guttural sound, pulling out of the knife.
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After a moment, he determines he isn't teetering on the verge of oblivion (derogatory). The pain has quieted to a dull roar instead of an all-consuming fire. Matt breathes in, counting consciously this time, and holds the breath at the top of his inhale. He loses some of his evenness as he breathes out, wincing as fresh pain makes itself felt.
He doesn't seem inclined to get up just yet. But he turns his head to try and catch Xishen's gaze.
"Did you see that?" he says. "Did you see ... her? Where is she?"
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She trails off after that, getting lost in her own thoughts regarding the subject. Maybe the visions they saw weren't exactly the same. She slowly starts trying to pick herself up.
"I think... 'where' might be complicated... for someone like that."