omg, bunnies!

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Her company was right--if Priya had been here to watch her watch this victim then she would have frowned and assigned Lana to caring for the sick little boy back at the Healers Den instead of sending her on this interesting, experience-making mission. The thing was, Lana had never seen anybody whipped. When she watched this guy fall to the ground in sheer pain she had winced r ight along, tasting the acidic sting of hurt that he was feeling. Some people would say she was an empath but Illiana didn't like labels being slapped on her except for the label of Healer. Empathy shouldn't be refereed to as something special, if all people tasted each others fear and lack of hope then maybe the Capitol would stop hurting the District people. If everybody stopped thinking being an empathetic soul was so hard and just tried to relate then the world would be a much better place.

Oh yeah, what was I supposed to be doing? Healer Mode time. Illiana felt her mind zero in on the crouching boy. With Senia's blessing she scooped up her medical bag and started toward him, only pausing to ask Senia if she were coming. "Well?" She didn't wait to see if Senia would stop working and tag along for a few minutes of an excused break. Determined to make up for her terrible behavior she just walked on over to her patient, white-blonde hair escaping its tight, confining bun and streaming behind her like a banner. She walked fast enough that there was an artificial wind that caused such a movie-esk thing to occur.

She stopped upon arriving at this poor souls work station and crouched near him, unzipping hidden compartments of her Healers Kit Official Bag Thing. Right around now was the t ime for Lana to curse herself--if only she hadn't offered the bandages to Senia she would have enough to wrap both whip cuts. "Have to use his shirt..." she muttered to only herself. Cutting the material into strips and wrapping such a wound would take time and effort but maybe if Senia decided to come, she would have help. If Senia didn't come by her own will then Lana would simply call in a Healers favor. Those bandages in exchange for her help.

Healers could indeed do that. Priya had become rigid and uneasy the second Lana asked about it, but the older Healer had nodded and confirmed what Illiana Annwn already knew. Healers were powerful people and when they called upon the average workers to help out, usually, usually if they had a sense of honor and had been helped out by the Healers before, then they would grudgingly or happily do as the Healer wished for a day or two. Maybe if the situation had been less severe, like say, this guy had a bug bite, then Lana would have hesitated before calling upon this ancient healing rule, but this was special. Her first whipping case! The excitement! The-the rush!

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Senia
I'm quite aware of the disapproval and pain emanating from my cousin and Illiana, but I try and ignore it. My cousin is getting more than I got, so why should I go to his aid? Finally, I can't stand it anymore. I get up and I walk over to the pair of them, hating them both, even though the reasonable part of my mind is telling me that Illiana has done nothing to make me hate her.

"What do I have to do?" I ask through gritted teeth. I can tell I sound like whatever I have to do is the last thing I want to do. I clench my hands beside me and fume silently occasionally glancing over my shoulder to make sure that there weren't any peacekeepers nearby.

[cinder]

ooc- sorry, Ill reply tomorrow. I have a friend coming over tonight and I was very busy yesterday too. :/ I haven't forgot about this thread though!

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(s'okay. i'm not allowed on the computer on sundays anyway)

[cinder]

The excitement of watching a young man bleed buckets from a whipping case wore off quickly. This wasn't candy and she wasn't a kid, there was no reason for her to mentally smile at this bloody horror of a situation. Her hands worked fast, her mind even faster. Processing the severity of the situation and trying to make do with what she had. There were no pain killers left for him, no other Healers in sight. Only some bandages, wound disinfectants and a grumbling teenage girl who was on to her rebellious ways.

Perfect. Marvelous.

Not one to give up so easily, Illiana quickly let a stream of commands leave her lips. "You," she directed toward the guy, "Stay still and don't scream." Her blue-green eyes darted over to Senia's face, there was a dark expression matching her own. Senia obviously didn't like her, obviously didn't like her family member. Lana though didn't much like Senia either, the girl who glared at her and searched her soul, managing to figure her out in three seconds flat. Nonetheless, shes a good person. Even though theres bad blood between herself and us two, Senia still is helping. Effort is appreciated.

"And you need to start unwrapping these bandages. Try to stretch, but not break them. Do it fast or don't bother doing it at all." She paused, suddenly aware of the previously thought of fact. Senia did not care for her present company. "Please," the teen tagged on to her command in an effort to please Senia. She turned back to her patient, trying to focus on the task at hand. Stopping the bleeding, cleaning the wound, dressing it. A daunting task for a newbie Healer, especially out of her element with no mentor. Lana Annwn delicately shuddered at the thought of loosing her patient, but she was aware that the cuts were not too deep and would heal well. Might be some nice scars, but she had noticed the other ones marring his body. Obviously, this wasn't the first time he had been hurt.

Her heart raced, pushing painfully against her insides. Sweaty palms trailed over the bleeding marks. She cursed...

ooc- sorry its bad, but I'm very busy. Ill try harder next time.

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(its alright )

I take the bandages, and for a moment my slim fingers fumble trying to figure out how it worked. The small mystery took my mind off anything else for a moment. But soon I have them figured out and I begin to work, trying to forget about Illiana and my cousin.

But still, I can feel the sense of annoyance coming from beside me. I feel kind of shameful for a minute, but I'm to proud to say anything close to sorry. Instead, I work quickly, and when I speak, my voice is different, softer. "Here's the bandages. What else should I do?"

[cinder]

Illiana was pleased to here Senia's tone changing. A ghost of a smile lit up her face, but she smothered it. Healers did not smile while they worked on injured people, they kept a mask of cool, calm reserve on their face. Priya had taught her this, telling her that if the patient died, any witnesses to a smile would accuse her of killing off her patient. A few Healers, hundreds of years ago, before Panem had been persecuted because of that. Burned at the stake, hung, and sometimes caught by less generous mobs who made being burned alive seem like a cake-walk.

She wasn't afraid that people were going to accuse her of the craft and all, but Illiana didn't need some vengeance-craving morons to come up behind her in a dark alley and kill for her letting their darling son/spouse/sibling die. That would be a truly pathetic way to die. Priya would tell her next apprentice the sad story of Lana Annwn, the girl who died because she smiled too much while working. That almost makes me want to smile just so that priya could tell her next apprentice that. What a sad, sad story...

"Uh, well thanks. First of all, tell me his name, and then I want you to help me lift him a little so I can wrap the bandages around his torso," she said. Lana quickly doused the cuts with some cleaning alcohol. The Senia Relation groaned, but didn't seem to be in too much pain. Pain had always scared the Healer, thats why she wanted to smother it with shots and bandages. She was eager to care for people. Duh. Thats why I'm a Healer!

Lana wiped away the trickling liquids with a small cloth then turned to look at Senia again. Her whole expression softened. For a moment Illiana was just happy to be with a good person, a rude one, but a good to the core girl who was helping even against her own selfish want to just kick dirt into Lana and her patients faces (Okay, so Illiana didn't think she would kick dirt in her face, but it was an exaggeration for Petes Sake!) It was nice to know that Senia would grow up, and do District Eight some good. Too many people just stood around, uncaring, selfish and unable to stand up for what they believed in. With a little push in the rebel direction, Senia would make a fine young general in the battle against the Capitol.

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"His names Drake," I say shortly, grimacing at even the mention of his filthy name. I slide my hands underneath my cousin, not trying to be gentle. In fact as I help Illiana, I know I'm being a little to rough. I'm not trying to be rough, but I'm not trying to be gentle. My cousin will have to live through it. I had worse; The peacekeepers whipped me three more times than Drake got, and I had to crawl home after work was over.

AFTER work was over. Half way until the finish I had an argument with Drake. He turned away from me and continued working even though I wasn't finished with him. He completely ignored me, and I swear he saw the peacekeeper coming. Well the stupid peacekeeper came and whipped me several times over with no sympathy, and I couldn't go home, or I would obtain quite a few more gashes on my back, so I continued to work, but much more slowly, which earned me another two punishments. When I got home, the most I could do was wash it with water and tie the cleanest shirt I had over it. It took three months to heal fully, due to an infection I caught sometime in the next two weeks.

And Drake gets professional care and bandages. I'd hardly call that fair.

[cinder]

Id say since you're in the Games now we can wrap this thread up. Me busy, you fighting for your life--suddenly this thread doesn't sound nearly as interesting ;D

Good luck in the Games!

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okay, lol.

thanks.