How lovely

Aslisk and Julian were two very different creatures but that wouldn't stop him from helping here. True, Aslisk had come off as stubborn and the more he heard about her, the less his opinion about her changed. The man adjusted his gloves, the soft glow from the red candles making their dark leather almost glisten. Julian turned towards a cabinet that held his essential oils and a bowl of Eucalyptus leaves, the man also had a large lop-sided oval shaped rock. The man mumbled a bit as he read of the labels, only plucking one of the small bottles from it shelf. In a separate, smaller bowl he added two of the many Eucalyptus leaves and 4 drops of Juniper Berry Oil. Holding the rock in his hand, he crushed it into a fine, thin poultice.

With gloved hands, he scooped a little onto his hands. Hesitant to even approach the wyvren, he had no doubt that, even if the burns were already healing, this would sting. A lot. Julian set the rock and bowl down and started looking through a few drawers. He found the small bag of Poppy Seeds, the man opened the bag and took a handful out from it. He put them into a cup, the cup had a little water left from his previous poultice. Julian turned back towards Aslisk and held the wooden cup to her lips. "Drink." The poppy seeds would act as a pain-reliever. The man turned back to the counter and grabbed the bowl, the cup still to her lips, he scooped it back into his hand and let it over over the wyvren's skin. "Are you going to be a little bitch about this?"

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

As Vinny approached Julian's little venture into helping out the Halls, he found himself pausing a bit at what he heard fall from the other's lips. He couldn't imagine that was exceptionally well loved bedside manner, but then again, he was dealing with Aslisk, so perhaps it was best that he was a little bit rough around the edges. The wyvern had a habit of not respecting anybody who was soft – like Vinny himself – and in all honesty, probably would've cussed the hell out of Julian even if he hadn't said something like that. Watching curiously, the harbinger crossed the last bit of distance between he and the set up that the other had created, his eyes dragging across every surface that he could actually see as he sidled beside Aslisk. He offered his regent nothing more than a nod, mainly thanks to the fact that he knew she was probably more focused on the task at hand of getting her burns checked up on. Letting out a low whistle after a long moment of looking around, the hybrid mumbled softly, his green eyes faintly shining in an impressed way, "Wow Julian, I'm surprised y'managed t'set this up. Although it'll definitely be 'elpful..." Although things seemed to be slowing down more as of late in the injury department – thank Bertille – he had no doubt that eventually that would change, whether it be by accident or not.

Truthfully, Vinny wasn't sure he had anything about him that really needed to be addressed urgently. After all, he hadn't gotten too horribly injured by anything lately, unless you counted falling down and very nearly crashing into the ground of the tunnels. He still had a few aches and bruises because of that, but it wasn't anything that rest wouldn't soon dissipate. So, instead of focusing on that, the gat joked lightheartedly, a smile tugging at his face, "Ah... I don't think I need anythin' though. Unless you've got somethin' that stops th'stress of bein' a leader." Things were beginning to lighten up a little bit as of late, and that was reassuring, but there were still looming threats that had been filling the harbinger with anxiety, such as their relationship with Tanglewood and the odd weather.

He made a little 'humph' sound as Aslisk hissed at him, Redvox seemingly right on cue to quite her. Julian began to spread the poultice over her burnt scales, spreading it ever so gently as to not rupture the scabs upon the scales. The man looked over at Redvox as he spoke, still spreading. "Well i can suggest Lavender," he raised his hand towards the bowl to scoop a little more out. "Or Nutmeg if you don't like the smell of Lavender." Julian cocked his head and snickered. "Turn's the ladies' head too."

"Sorry Aslisk."Julian looked at the wyvren, his hand gracing her scales. The poultice was a greenish colour and seeing her any other colour than her own. "You look ridiculous," he then chuckles and moved his hand to spread her wing. "But you smell better." Julian pulled a chair over to her so she could support the rest of her body weight all while the man held her wing. "How did you manage to burn yourself up this badly?"

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

The harbinger found himself having to resist the urge to wince as he watched Julian work on Aslisk. It wasn't that the other was doing a bad job. No, actually, he was doing a very good job, and Vinny certainly made a mental note to later ask him if he would be a cleric at the next meeting, but the whole thing also certainly didn't look like it was pleasant. He saw the way that Aslisk nearly recoiled from his touch, forcing herself to let him soothe her burn wounds with something that was ultimately good, but probably hurt like hell to feel on such sensitive burnt areas. Redvox found himself immediately grateful that his first body – his small, feline birth body – had died, rather than survived, through the flames that had originally destroyed the Halls. After all, if he had survived that, he wasn't exactly sure that he would've wanted to stay alive. He would've had even worse burns than Aslisk, and he certainly wasn't as stubborn or hearty as Aslisk either. He probably would've crumbled under the pressure of dealing with such wounds, and would've just ended up in his current strange hybrid gat form anyways. Vinny pondered, for a moment, whether or not he should go over and help Aslisk, especially when he saw her wincing and grumbling about having to balance herself on one wing, but the harbinger also knew better. He knew that if he tried to move over and offer her some kind of assistance, he would probably just get unkind words snapped right next to his sensitive ears, or a wing flung out to whack at his face, even if it ended up with Aslisk on the ground right afterwards. She probably still would've been satisfied just with smacking him.

When Julian asked how Aslisk had gotten the burns littering her body, the harbinger couldn't help but snort, shaking his head a little bit as he remembered. He could still remember the chaos of finding Aslisk aflame, and the anger of finding out afterwards that she had done it to herself. She had explained her motivations for the event many times before, but no matter how many times she repeated herself, it never made any sense to him. Sure, maybe in whatever crazy world she came from, people made themselves fireproof by burning themselves over and over again, but here? In a world that made sense? That was ridiculous, and all it had ended in was him having to half carry and half drag Aslisk to the fortress, since she could barely walk in the aftermath. Eventually the wyvern had gotten fire elementals, which made it so that the fire that now danced on her scales didn't hurt her, but Vinny was always quick to remind her that fire elementals were a thing of this world, and that one thing hadn't caused the other. When he heard Aslisk repeating the same nonsense once again to Julian, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, a sigh leaving him as he mumbled, "Aslisk, y'still don't have any evidence that burnin' yourself caused your fire elementals. I'm actually very sure that it didn't." He doubted that Aslisk would actually even acknowledge him, since she never really cared whenever he pointed that out. He disliked it when his regent decided to completely ignore him, but he had honestly become pretty used to it.

Tearing his mind away from Aslisk for a moment, the gat seemed to finally process ehat Julian had said to him. Blinking for a moment, the male felt a blush beneath his fur at the mention of the ladies. He laughed weakly, shaking his head a bit as he shifted upon his wings, "I'm... I'm pretty confident that lavender is fine, if y'can really give me some. I don't mind th'smell, plus the ladies arent really... my thing..." He didn't often talk about his own sexuality, since it had little to do with his abilities as the leader of the Halls, but girls had never really been his thing. Even when he had been a kit, he had only ever had crushes on the older boys. Now, with his big crush on Auggie? That trend was pretty much only continuing. He found himself wondering if Auggie would like the smell of lavender.

As the wyvern balanced herself on the chair, he listened to her ridiculous story. Julian wanted so desperately to kick the chair, he began eyeing the chair's legs, seeing just how stable they were. Maybe one of them would mysteriously slip under all her weight?

The man had spread the last little bit that would be needed in Aslisk's healing process, at this point he was just spreading it evenly among her scales. The last bit made him chuckle, Julian eyed the chair again. "Your an idiot Aslisk," he rumbled. "Worse, your a wyvern." The man's tone made it as if he were joking, in his mind it was an insult. Why? He had no idea, he just felt that it needed to be said. "Redvox might be right, next time you'r firepower goes out, or whatever the hell you call them, come to me first before you throw yourself in a fire."

..Plus the ladies aren't really... my thing...

Julian didn't know what he meant right away, his eyes widened with an 'oh ah-ha' look crept up onto his face. Huh, your not like most men i see, how come? Who do you have your eyes one? The man lifted his hands from the scaled body of Aslisk and turned to the shelf above one of the candles. A small vase filled with longs stocks of Lavender sat wildly  in it, water crept in circles unnoticed at the bottom. Plucking a handful of the stocks from out of the vase, Julian glanced over at the Harbinger's neck. The man wove together the stocks, tieing them neatly together at the ends. He placed it around the gat's neck. The lavender was still alive, for now, and when it dried up the affect that it had would intensify. Thats what dried herbs did, unless they were too dry. Dead. Then they were useless. Julian smiled, his mask laying far away in a drawer. Redvox and Aslisk were the only two beings who new what his face looked like, and he intended on keeping it that way. He stood back and looked at Redvox, he didn't look terrible in purple. "Alright." He rumbled. "Get out, your using up this precious fresh air." He looked at Aslisk. "The last thing we need is this overgrown lizard getting crabby on stagnant air."