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I still don't know what the fuck all of this is, but if anyone needs a healer, I'm here and willing to be helping out.

[There's a brief pause.]

But also, seriously, what the fuck.

[OOC: Tags will be slow until Saturday, when my power will hopefully be back, but Ryn's available for people who don't mind that! Also, if you'd rather not thread it out but still need a healer, I'm good with that, too! Just drop a comment or something?]

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[And her voice softens the tiniest bit here.]

Then you'll have one, lad. Where are you?

My room. Uh, it's-gimmie a sec.

[What the heck was the number again?]

Damn it. [He still doesn't have all that great of a handle on the whole moving thing. It feels all wrong.]

Um, room 4024.

You're in luck, same floor as I'm on. Won't take half a moment.

[She'd started towards the room as soon as she'd gotten the number, so it's not long before she's standing outside the door, giving a sharp rap on it.]

[And now he has to make it all the way back to the door and open it again. Great.

He fumbles, but reaches the door, yanking it open to the best of his fumbling ability. Scarecrow hands suck.]

Hey.

[And Ryn's standing there, doing her best to look friendly, despite the undercurrent of anger in her expression and the blood on her shirt.]

Hey back. Not to worry, we'll have you back in no time at all. You got your-

[There's a brief pause as she grimaces.]

-body nearby?

Uh, yeah. It's...

[His voice fades off and he gestures behind him to the rest the cell.

Just the memory of how he had to go looking for his body, find it, and actually drag it back to his room is enough to make his voice crack. He's trying to hide it, but freaking out is still very much a ongoing process right now. He's usually much more composed then this. He's even still shaking a little.]

[She can't blame him. This shit is freaking her out a bit, and she's just one of the ones helping to try and fix it. And really, this is just making her more pissed off at whoever the fuck is responsible for this, but that's not going to be helping either of them at the moment, so she just attempts a comforting smile as she steps into the room and shuts the door behind her.]

You did good finding it. That'll make this part easier.

[As easy as picking up someone's fucking head and putting it back on their body can ever be, anyway.]

Get as close to it as you can for me? I've got to get your head back on and get it healed up, but it won't take long. I've done this before.

[He would ask her how healing is even suppose to fix this, but right now all he just really wants is this whole thing fixed and over with. As long as it works, he doesn't care.

So instead of saying anything more, he just nods his head and crouches down next to his prone body, all the while trying his best not to look at it.

Heal away.]

[She crouches down next to him, gently resting her hands on either side of his head.]

Just try to be keeping calm.

[And then she pulls his head off of the scarecrow body, her healing abilities kicking in automatically as she moves, quick and efficient. In only a few moments she's got his head back where it's supposed to be, knitting flesh and bone back together. As his head reattaches, the skin on her neck splits open in a ring, blood dripping down to join the other blood stains on her shirt.

By the time she's finished, it's scabbed over, but not gone.

She leans back slightly, though she doesn't move her hand from his neck, monitoring his energy and double checking that he's completely healed.]

That should do it. You all right?

[The head lifting spawns an entirely new wave of freaking out, but he tries to do as she said and stay calm as she reattaches himself to his body. Once she's done it takes a second for him to adjust, but then relief comes quick as he realizes that he's back to normal and everything feels as it should.]

I think I'm-

[Relief only holds out so long, however, as the sent of blood catches his nose.]

Oi! Hey, you're...

[It takes her a moment to figure out what he's talking about, too caught up in making sure everything's properly healed, but when she does she snorts slightly and smiles at him.]

Side effect. Nothing to worry about, it'll be gone soon enough. I heal quickly.

[A bit slower than at home, thanks to this fucking place, but still nothing that concerns her.]

But you're good?

[She wants to be extra sure, before they move on to the next step of destroying the fucking stake thing.]

Some side effect.

[Tetsu probably wouldn't have cared so much under other circumstances, but hey, he just met her and she helped him out. It'd kinda suck for her to die on him right after. He totally wasn't concerned. At all. Not even for a second. Really.

He checks himself over, running a hand over his neck and searching for any sign of a wound. Feels like everything's ok.]

Yeah...yeah, I'm good. Uh, thanks.

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Animal or person?

/flips for it. PERSON

Thank you. I can only imagine that Animal would have been creepy as hell

Yeeeeaaah. That would have been all kinds of awkward.

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