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[theboywhodied]

Date & Time: June 13th, evening
Location: Room 701, housing building
Characters: Cedric and Nitoh
Summary: A fledgling healer tries his hand. Sick boys suffer.
Warnings: coughing, possibly blood, maybe silly magic accidents?

Cedric is worried. Extremely so. His hands fidget in his pockets as he walks, and he's cast a bubble around his head that makes him look like a distorted goldfish. He's here to heal, not to get sick himself.

Still, someone he's growing to like is in need. He rocks forward and knocks on the door, hands folded behind his back.

"Nitoh? Hey, it's Cedric. Can you come to the door?"

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[ringbeast]

He nods in thanks, putting the tea under his nose to breathe in the steam. "I guess so. Yeah, I should probably ask. It makes fighting a huge pain. I had to drop out of the last fight because I ran low on mana and didn't want to risk dyin..."

"I dunno if they'll have any good ideas, but it'd be nice not to be a burden on Haruto anymore." He sips the tea, thinking about it quietly. He'd talked to someone about it when he landed, but he wasn't sure he'd conveyed the true issue with his mana. But there's something else that's kept him from going to the Initiative with it... Some sort of subtle unpleasantness.

He turns to Cedric's weirdly distorted face. "Glad you been staying healthy during this whole thing, anyhow. Hope nobody else you know's real sick."

[theboywhodied]

"That's just it. A lot of my friends aren't talking to me and I'm worried that it might be because they can't," Cedric muses, folding his hands as he thinks.

"And I'm sure Haruto doesn't consider it a burden. He has to care for you a great deal, right?"

[ringbeast]

"Oh. Well, if they are, maybe you could pay 'em a visit?" He sips the tea, wearily. "Use some of your powers to help em out." He reclines, finally feeling unstuffed enough to do so.

When Cedric asks, he looks almost solemn. He blinks up at the ceiling for a minute. "I dunno, man. When I came here, he didn't even know me. Like, when we met back home, I had all these chances to show him how I get things done, you know. We fought together. But this time all I do is hold him back. Even the one time we got to fight, I held him back..."

[theboywhodied]

"I will. And...hey," Cedric whispers, turning toward Nitoh again.

He shouldn't feel like a burden. That worries Cedric a lot. "What happened there?

[ringbeast]

"Ahh, well..." he covers his face, embarrassed. "See, he has this form on his suit that gives him wings, and I was tryin to keep up with him, even though I can only fly with my falco cape, which doesn't maneuver so good. And then they fired on us and I lost my balance and crashed into a tree. Broke my arm pretty bad." He holds it out, though the only remnant of the break is a very slight lingering bruise-tone.

He sighs, "And then both of us were running low on mana and I knew if I had him give me more he'd just run out. But then he had to haul me back to the gate and I passed out... It was just... so not cool."

He pauses for a moment before he continues on. "Uh... Also, he's just been acting... different, lately. Like, different from when I first met him, y'know? He's quieter, I dunno. I'm worried." Worried it's his fault, for not being able to back him up in the right way.

[theboywhodied]

Cedric inspects the remnants of the break with a worried frown, then shakes his head. "That was a horrible battle. I was stuck as a healer myself, but...you're not the only one who fell."

The personality change is worrying, though. Cedric dips his head as he thinks, taking a sip of tea. "Can you talk to him about it?"

[ringbeast]

"Yeah, I know. Doesn't make it feel any better, though." He turns onto his side, and makes a sour face at Cedric's suggestion. "Ehhh... Well, y'see... When that ring thing happened, where people's brains kept posting on the network, Chimaera went and told him I was worrying about him and he got all... Hovery about it."

He sighs, "I mean, it's not like we can talk about something dumb like that. Like, he thinks that my worrying about him is gonna hurt me, and-" he sighs. "Well, anyway, we had this fight about it and everyone got mad so I'm just letting it slide for a while. Maybe I'll talk to him some other time." The avoidance in his look is a pretty clear indicator that he plans not to, though.

[theboywhodied]

"Is there anyone who knows you both who might be able to give better advice?" Cedric asks. This problem's really worrying. He drums his fingers against his arm, trying to find a solution that he doesn't have.

[ringbeast]

He sighs and closes his eyes. "Mmhh... Maybe if I ask Oriko... I mean, she's a kid but she seems to be pretty good at talking things out with people."

He recalls the time he had gone into a conversation with her all ready to argue that he has as much right to leave his stuff in the living room as anybody else (nevermind that it was mostly dirty laundry) and came out of it having agreed to vacuum twice a week. "Yeah, if I talk to Oriko it might help."

But honestly, he doesn't want to talk about this at all. "So what other cool stuff can you do with your magic, huh? Show me something badass."

[theboywhodied]

Cedric simply nods, taking his cue. With a slow grin, he raps his wand against his head.

Colours flow over him, dripping down from his head to his feet and making him a chameleon. His outline is still visible, but he takes on the appearance of the space immediately behind him.

"Like this?"

[ringbeast]

Nitoh boggles. "Woah! That's awesome. It's like camouflage! That's the same kind of magic I can do with my chameleo ring. It's real useful, isn't it?!"

[theboywhodied]

"I haven't been sneaking around too much, but it does help a little." Cedric laughs, then reappears with another rapping sound. He follows up by flinging harmless sparkles in front of him, then conjuring a small dove in his hand.

"I'm fond of making a show. It sure gets attention."

[ringbeast]

He laughs. "Yeah, and it makes people curious if you're doing real magic or stage magic, too. Keep 'em guessing I guess." He pokes his finger towards the dove, trying to stroke its little head.

"Sneakin' around's a pretty useful skill nowadays, but it's also pretty risky." He muses. "I think healing might be a more in-demand one, too."

[theboywhodied]

Cedric nods with a soft sigh. "I'm trying. Hopefully I'll be good enough to be of some use to wounded people eventually."

[ringbeast]

"You're pretty much there already, man. Hell, I'll probably be able to sleep lying down for the first time in a week or somethin." He yawns and lays down to demonstrate. "Yeah that's nice."

[theboywhodied]

"Get some rest, all right?" Cedric asks, pausing at the door and turning back with a worried expression. "I can't have you going and dying."

[ringbeast]

He sighs and groans. "Yeah, yeah. I'm not gonna die..." He sighs again, just because he can and that's great. "I'll be fine. Thanks, man. Don't you go and get sick..." He relaxes into the bed a bit more. "You don't mind lettin' yourself out, I hope."

[theboywhodied]

"Not at all. Best of luck," Cedric wishes one last time before departing and closing the door.

He really hopes Nitoh will be okay.