Episode 22: The Power of Love [Voice Post]

[fail_assassin]

E-everyone! I think that my magic is working again! It was kind of tingly at first, and so I thought that maybe-

Anyway, this is very important! If you know anyone who is injured near the Latimir apartment building, then tell me and I'll come right away. I'll use all of my power to help!

Though, it might take some time if the damage is heavy, and please take others into consideration if you think that it will be better if I only close the wounds for now. The power level of my magic is still fairly weak. I don't know if this is just a fluke, or...

Please, leave it to me! I'm going to do my best!

[Suddenly, the sound of a plane flying overhead can be picked up faintly over the recording, fading out as it soars past.] ...?

Did anyone else hear that just now? I thought that I saw something, but... it's too dark out. I'm not sure.

[[ooc With the end of the fighting and her chip abilities in working (if not sort of weak) condition, Flonne will be going around casting healing spells on demand as much as her SP count will allow. Please comment for assistance, or feel free to assume that she helped treat any injuries if you're in the immediate area.]]

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[fail-assassin.livejournal.com]

[Putting her hands out a short distance away from Meryl's right arm, Flonne closes her eyes. She whispers a short incantation to herself, which sounds like the word 'heal' once and nonsense the other two times, and a light emits from her from the charge.

With a pleasant tone, rings of green healing magic (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V4MQ0s8S3jQ#t=2m56s) surround Meryl's entire body and then disappear into thin air. The spell works so fast that there is hardly any pain at all. Just a warm, cozy feeling.]

[She pulls her hands away with a little 'whew'.] How's that?

[medanmyboy.livejournal.com]

[Oooh, fuzzy. Meryl examines his arm, a little surprised. It's a little tender still, needing more time, but it's mostly fixed]

Very good. Ow. [Okay, maybe he shouldn't be fussing with it. He'll bandage it again when he gets home.]

How much of that are you capable of, Flonne?

[fail-assassin.livejournal.com]

[Flonne puts her hands out to keep him from fussing with it anymore than that.] You really shouldn't move it around like that!

Even magic can't do everything. -- You'll still need to allow some time for your scratch to heal properly.

[She scratches at her cheek sheepishly. The real reason is because her magic still seems a little weaker than normal, and she can't quite explain it.]

Huh? Um... Well... [...] As long as I don't try to strain myself, then I should be fine.

[medanmyboy.livejournal.com]

[Okay, okay, no fussings! *o* It's hard not to fuss with it! He'll be good now....>o> ]

That's an admirable talent. Thank you, child. Having a healer around makes things much easier.

[Heals and dps. They will conquer the world together!]

[fail-assassin.livejournal.com]

[Flonne smiles brightly, and then dips her head forward in a formal bow.]

You're very welcome, Mr. Meryl.

It makes me very happy to know that I can do some good in the world using the healing magic that I've learned as an Angel Trainee!

[medanmyboy.livejournal.com]

[God, you give him cavities.]

Healing magic from an Angel....but it isn't the Light.

[Sort of a question. Or a lead into a conversation. Also; ]

Let me escort you back home.