Ian Wavewalker (
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EIGHT // Doctor, doctor, give me the news.
A: PHONE: UNFILTERED
I have a request to make, and I'm not really one for preamble, so let me get to it: A friend of mine requires the services of a healer. Her name is Mika.
Her eardrums have taken extensive damage thanks to a lightning strike, leaving her unable to hear, which is why you'll find me on the other end of this conversation in her stead. If you require payment for your services, we are, of course, willing to negotiate.
I will warn you the the damage is old, and may be difficult to repair, but I'm no healer, so I couldn't really say.
You can find us at 339 Brady Lane.
B: ACTION: 339 BRADY LANE
[ And, true to his word, that is where he and one Mika Whitepaws can be found. They're in the living room, she on the couch and he standing near the phone, tail swaying easily. He has a notepad in one hand, on which he jots: ]
All that's left to do is wait.
[ Before handing it to Mika for her to read. ]
[ Mika glanced it over, her tail twitching and her nose wrinkling as she peers up at Ian through a thick growth of winter coat. ]
You made sure to say it's my eardrums that are busted, right? And that I'll have to pay them in something other than money?
[ She was sure Ian would have covered that, but the way her memory was working right now, she could never tell. ]
[ Ian sighs and nods, waving around a leaf of paper- he took notes, Mika. ]
((ooc; Green font is Mika. She will likely be threadjacking!))
I have a request to make, and I'm not really one for preamble, so let me get to it: A friend of mine requires the services of a healer. Her name is Mika.
Her eardrums have taken extensive damage thanks to a lightning strike, leaving her unable to hear, which is why you'll find me on the other end of this conversation in her stead. If you require payment for your services, we are, of course, willing to negotiate.
I will warn you the the damage is old, and may be difficult to repair, but I'm no healer, so I couldn't really say.
You can find us at 339 Brady Lane.
B: ACTION: 339 BRADY LANE
[ And, true to his word, that is where he and one Mika Whitepaws can be found. They're in the living room, she on the couch and he standing near the phone, tail swaying easily. He has a notepad in one hand, on which he jots: ]
All that's left to do is wait.
[ Before handing it to Mika for her to read. ]
[ Mika glanced it over, her tail twitching and her nose wrinkling as she peers up at Ian through a thick growth of winter coat. ]
You made sure to say it's my eardrums that are busted, right? And that I'll have to pay them in something other than money?
[ She was sure Ian would have covered that, but the way her memory was working right now, she could never tell. ]
[ Ian sighs and nods, waving around a leaf of paper- he took notes, Mika. ]
((ooc; Green font is Mika. She will likely be threadjacking!))
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[So he takes that focus, and pushes everything he has into the spell.]
[Hopefully, it's enough.]
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It seemed like it had lasted forever, but probably hadn't taken long at all before something changed. A whisper of hair over cloth, the sound of tense breathing, the rushing of air that had been deafening was now drowned out by the thudding of her heart against her ribs.
After having lost it three months ago, it was as if her hearing was hypersensitive. It took everything she had not to leap up with a howl of delight, though her tail betrayed her by starting to wag. It wasn't long before it was thudding loudly against the back of her seat, and Mika could have cried in relief.]
Oh, thank God.
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Mika? Can you hear me?
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[... that was infinitely more difficult than it should have been, now that Justice had returned.]
[]
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[Whatever that odd light had been, whatever anxiety had seized her at its sudden appearance, all of her worry and concern was obliterated in the sudden flood of relief that had her laughing until she was breathless and left tears stinging her eyes.]
I can hear everything!
[Her ears twitched toward faint sounds at the back of the house, the building settling, the sound of the breeze outside, Ian and Anders' heartbeats and the sounds of their breathing almost hidden beneath her relieved laughter.]
Anders, I could kiss you, you're fantastic!
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[He manages to wave off the offer of the kiss though, before the question gets through his thick blonde head.]
[He shakes his head.]
It's nothing. Just a part of... a part of my magic.
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Still, it wasn't something that happened the last time. You got a regain recently, then?
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[He holds up a hand, shaking his head slightly.]
It isn't anything you need to worry about. If anything, it's only going to help my magic. [Or so he hopes.] But, I'd rather not discuss it, if it's all the same to you.
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If it makes you feel better, then I'll let it alone. It's not like I can judge as it is.
[She claps his shoulder lightly, her tail waving.]
Thanks again, Anders. I owe you for three times now, I think.