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vatheon2012-06-11 04:05 pm
dreamchasing) wrote in vatheon2012-06-11 04:05 pm
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Who: Asbel Lhant and Cheria Barnes
When: A few hours after Asbel's arrival
Where:Grace's House Graceshouse
Style: Are we going with brackets? :D;
Status: Closed!
[ It had been a few hours since Hubert and Sophie had brought an unconscious Asbel home with them. Since then, they had managed to get his soaked clothing off of him and get dry clothing on him (with Hubert's help, of course), get him into a bed, and bundle him up. Cheria had been by his side almost the entirety of the time, making certain that his fever wasn't spiking, or that his cold wasn't getting any worse.
She had made one of her rare trips out of the room recently, and returned with a glass of water in case he woke up and needed something to drink. She sat down again by his bedside, brushing aside some of the hair from his forehead to gently place a hand on it, feeling her own forehead with her other hand to determine how his fever was.
... no change, it seemed.
She sighed, sitting back and closing her eyes. She wished he would wake up ... ]
When: A few hours after Asbel's arrival
Where:
Style: Are we going with brackets? :D;
Status: Closed!
[ It had been a few hours since Hubert and Sophie had brought an unconscious Asbel home with them. Since then, they had managed to get his soaked clothing off of him and get dry clothing on him (with Hubert's help, of course), get him into a bed, and bundle him up. Cheria had been by his side almost the entirety of the time, making certain that his fever wasn't spiking, or that his cold wasn't getting any worse.
She had made one of her rare trips out of the room recently, and returned with a glass of water in case he woke up and needed something to drink. She sat down again by his bedside, brushing aside some of the hair from his forehead to gently place a hand on it, feeling her own forehead with her other hand to determine how his fever was.
... no change, it seemed.
She sighed, sitting back and closing her eyes. She wished he would wake up ... ]