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[RL - Healing the Dead]
Apr. 20th, 2009 05:39 pmDarc didn't normally pace, but the dire anticipation that had taken over him drove him to be too antsy to sit still. It no longer mattered that Kamina was apparently dead: he needed help. Coincidence brought him to that specific continent and region that day, but it felt right somehow to be healing his friend here. The church ruins had been a sanctuary for him for many long years, and his father's grave still rested beneath the stained glass window.
To keep his thoughts from dwelling on anything else but the task at hand, Darc checked his equipment, making sure of the placement of his Romantic Stone. He hadn't yet managed to use healing magic without drawing from another power source; if it weren't for that stone, he wouldn't have been able to offer his assistance.
It was fine, just as it had been a few minutes before. Shrugging, he returned to pacing. Hopefully Kamina would be able to make it.
To keep his thoughts from dwelling on anything else but the task at hand, Darc checked his equipment, making sure of the placement of his Romantic Stone. He hadn't yet managed to use healing magic without drawing from another power source; if it weren't for that stone, he wouldn't have been able to offer his assistance.
It was fine, just as it had been a few minutes before. Shrugging, he returned to pacing. Hopefully Kamina would be able to make it.
