[Sieglinde nodded her acknowledgement of his answer, moving from checking the eye, (rolled back), to the female native's ear, carefully using her thumbs to try and move the soft white hair aside to see within the canal- revealing traces of crimson blood.]
Damn-
[Internal bleeding- and this wasn't her laboratory, she didn't have all the equipment she wanted or needed to determine how bad it might be, then moving to run her fingers over the back of the skull, trying to determine swelling but without a control case she couldn't know the normal situation- it would be safer to use magic.]
I shall be using magic, do not be alarmed.
[Masamune had never seemed to want to discuss or acknowledge magic, and so she took the moment to mention it in case Kojuro's sentiments ran along the same vein, taking a moment to breathe deeply and settle herself on her knees behind the native's head, laying hands on her temples, eyes dropping to nearly closed, voice dropping to nearly a whisper.]
As I see thee weltering in thine blood, I call upon the goddess who governs, who I beseech to aid thee now...
[Some of the words were lost in translation, a mix of long dead languages of her own world, before she moved her hands over the gash, over the delicately boned face and skull, injuries disappearing along with the motion of her hand until Sieglinde sagged back a bit, sighing and pulling her hands back to her lap. She had a limited supply of magic, and there was no telling how many patients there would be, but- head injuries were risky. It was the better choice.]
no subject
Damn-
[Internal bleeding- and this wasn't her laboratory, she didn't have all the equipment she wanted or needed to determine how bad it might be, then moving to run her fingers over the back of the skull, trying to determine swelling but without a control case she couldn't know the normal situation- it would be safer to use magic.]
I shall be using magic, do not be alarmed.
[Masamune had never seemed to want to discuss or acknowledge magic, and so she took the moment to mention it in case Kojuro's sentiments ran along the same vein, taking a moment to breathe deeply and settle herself on her knees behind the native's head, laying hands on her temples, eyes dropping to nearly closed, voice dropping to nearly a whisper.]
As I see thee weltering in thine blood, I call upon the goddess who governs, who I beseech to aid thee now...
[Some of the words were lost in translation, a mix of long dead languages of her own world, before she moved her hands over the gash, over the delicately boned face and skull, injuries disappearing along with the motion of her hand until Sieglinde sagged back a bit, sighing and pulling her hands back to her lap. She had a limited supply of magic, and there was no telling how many patients there would be, but- head injuries were risky. It was the better choice.]