08-29-2018, 12:02 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]"I believe we all can agree that you are ill," chimes Imperia in a soft voice.
She always seems to be nearby when someone requires her particular set of skills, though there is no logical explanation for it. All she can say is that sometimes there is a sort of...impression. Almost like a someone tied a string around her neck and gently tugs her in the direction of wherever she needs to be. It is not always perfect, for she oftentimes arrives too late or in the wrong place, but it has occurred enough times to convince the former cleric that the Maker is guiding her towards people in need.
A tender smile tugs at the corner of her lips as the gentle creature approaches. There is a moment of contact between the she-wolf and Moonmade and she taps her tail against his side in a silent greeting, though her touch seems to linger for a millisecond or two before she focuses on the cane corso before her.
Luminous eyes the color of moonlight flicker over the young male's frame, making a mental note of all his physical symptoms before dancing over to observe the herbs Moon already prepared. "I do not think we need poppy seeds just yet, though I know they're you're preferred method of healing." Is she...teasing Moon? It is possible from the subtle smirk on her visage, but she does not look at him. Instead, her focus remains locked upon Lazarus. "You are experiencing a fever and body aches, am I correct?" Yes, she understands the male's Spanish. Peri is not quite sure where she picked it up, but languages have always been an easy study for her. Plus, it is useful when in the presence of Gabriel and Lazarus.
She retrieves some feverfew from her own medic bag in addition to Moon's borage leaves. "Are there any other symptoms? Sore throat? Nausea?" Just to be sure. It will be best to administer the feverfew and borage leaves here, but she needs to know what else she might need to prepare upon bringing Lazarus to the cleric's hide, should he allow them to do so.
She always seems to be nearby when someone requires her particular set of skills, though there is no logical explanation for it. All she can say is that sometimes there is a sort of...impression. Almost like a someone tied a string around her neck and gently tugs her in the direction of wherever she needs to be. It is not always perfect, for she oftentimes arrives too late or in the wrong place, but it has occurred enough times to convince the former cleric that the Maker is guiding her towards people in need.
A tender smile tugs at the corner of her lips as the gentle creature approaches. There is a moment of contact between the she-wolf and Moonmade and she taps her tail against his side in a silent greeting, though her touch seems to linger for a millisecond or two before she focuses on the cane corso before her.
Luminous eyes the color of moonlight flicker over the young male's frame, making a mental note of all his physical symptoms before dancing over to observe the herbs Moon already prepared. "I do not think we need poppy seeds just yet, though I know they're you're preferred method of healing." Is she...teasing Moon? It is possible from the subtle smirk on her visage, but she does not look at him. Instead, her focus remains locked upon Lazarus. "You are experiencing a fever and body aches, am I correct?" Yes, she understands the male's Spanish. Peri is not quite sure where she picked it up, but languages have always been an easy study for her. Plus, it is useful when in the presence of Gabriel and Lazarus.
She retrieves some feverfew from her own medic bag in addition to Moon's borage leaves. "Are there any other symptoms? Sore throat? Nausea?" Just to be sure. It will be best to administer the feverfew and borage leaves here, but she needs to know what else she might need to prepare upon bringing Lazarus to the cleric's hide, should he allow them to do so.