09-25-2018, 01:28 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9.5pt; line-height: 1.4;letter-spacing:.1px"]Imperia arrives shortly, responding to the summons in a hectic flurry of activity which leaves her long raven locks tangled and her clothes disheveled. Somehow, it works for her. The sleepy, yet panicked look of someone who spent most of the day studiously going over information and suddenly launched into action; the gracefully dramatic way she bursts from the Observatory, leather satchel slung across her torso and her hair snagged beneath the strap. Peri never wastes time getting to a patient, but she nearly lost it upon hearing that today's person in need is none other than Moon himself.
"Mon Dieu..." murmurs the woman in a soft voice, warm as butter. Dark brows pinch in the middle as piercing silver eyes sweep over the injured man's figure, taking note of his injury. A single hand acts of its own accord, cupping Moon's cheek gently in her palm as she uses the other to retrieve the necessary herbs and medication. She hears the last part of his explanation and remains silent as she mulls over the information. "So...you transferred the injury from the bird...to yourself..?" Peri glances up from her sitting position, meeting Moon's amber gaze for the first time. Her eyes sparkle with an odd mixture of concern and intrigue: concern for the state of her...friend, and intrigue regarding this new ability. "Do you think you could transfer it back?" she could not help but ask--it's the scientist within her.
"Take these in the meantime," Imperia adds, handing Moon some poppy seeds. "It's to help with the pain, but I need you to do your best to stay conscious." He should know this already, but Peri cannot help but to ramble on and on. It is the only way she knows how to disguise how worries she truly feels.
"Mon Dieu..." murmurs the woman in a soft voice, warm as butter. Dark brows pinch in the middle as piercing silver eyes sweep over the injured man's figure, taking note of his injury. A single hand acts of its own accord, cupping Moon's cheek gently in her palm as she uses the other to retrieve the necessary herbs and medication. She hears the last part of his explanation and remains silent as she mulls over the information. "So...you transferred the injury from the bird...to yourself..?" Peri glances up from her sitting position, meeting Moon's amber gaze for the first time. Her eyes sparkle with an odd mixture of concern and intrigue: concern for the state of her...friend, and intrigue regarding this new ability. "Do you think you could transfer it back?" she could not help but ask--it's the scientist within her.
"Take these in the meantime," Imperia adds, handing Moon some poppy seeds. "It's to help with the pain, but I need you to do your best to stay conscious." He should know this already, but Peri cannot help but to ramble on and on. It is the only way she knows how to disguise how worries she truly feels.