Healing the Fear [Kyle]

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Morgana hated being a daughter of fear, all it ever did was create more drama than what she could have ever wanted. The dark haired female had a hard time dealing with her own emotions and being in camp with people who had some minor issues didnt help much either. Just walking past people she could sense the underlying fear and it made her smile slightly. She wasnt a normal child and she surely didnt do the normal child things. No one in camp could, it was a fight or be killed type of environment and well she wasnt the type to roll over and let someone kill her. She`d grown up fearless, never afraid of anything knowning that it would one day get her killed and yet she sat outside the infirmary a knife in her leg.  It was quite uncomfortable and she was dying to get it taken care of but she didnt like half of the healer in the camp. Morgana looked down at the blade and sighed.

The dark skinned female could feel the lack of blood within her body she`d been bleeding for probably somewhere around two to three minutes and it hurt like nothing else she`d ever felt before. She was a legacy of Trivia and probably could have taken care of the wound on her own but that was something she didnt want to dabble with. Her eyes showed no signs of fear, just pain and thought. Seeing no other option the female grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it from her body letting out a painful yelp. She pressed both hands to the open wound and looked around for a healer who might be entering but she found none. Thankful to the soul who originally carried her to the building she made her way into the healers locations. She limped to the closest bed and sat down fighting back painful sounds that threatened to escape her lips.

Watching the people walk about she saw the healers going about their business and helping a few other people. She noticed a male who was slightly attractive and decided that it was about time to have someone close the gap in her leg. "Excuse me, I really hate to be a bother to you but im kind of bleeding out and I could use some help. If you don`t mind that is." She smiled softly at him her eyes still cold much like they always were.  She didn`t mind the lack of attention it was nice but for once her training mishap was going to get her killed and she kind of liked living.

Tag: Kyle, Outfit: Click, Word Count: 441, Notes: Sorry for the wait.

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Tag: Morgana Words: 487 Notes: ok, let's see how this work XD

Kyle Lucian O´Brian It had been a very long day for Kyle. Since people started disapearing and openly betraying Camp and rome, the people that stayed in camp were feeling uneasy, all of them felt betrayed by and also scared of the people who left, so it was even more difficult to keep the chins up when people felt like that. But not only the spirits were the ones that were damaged in the process, but also the bodies. He had stitched, patched up and healed a total of 26 campers the last month, all of them injured by fellow campers because those ones thought that the others were traitors. Centurions and Praetors had worked on that, punished and scolded those who attacked fellow campers. but sometimes that isn't enough. Besides the attacks among campers, there was also the amazing and out of ranks, drills of the first and second cohorts. Those were great to train and prepare the legionaries for a battle and a war, and gods knew they really need to be ready, this time it wasn't going to be a war against some titans on enemy's ground... This time it was going to be at home and with Saturn at front of his army, that was completely something different!  This time they would have to deal directly with the Lord of the Titans. So the trainings had been... bloody, that was the right word. Not only campers in the cohorts, but medics also had been injured, they had learned a lot, but that was also something that had tired Kyle... the endless blood and battle. After several days of being working day and night with only 30 minutes of sleep each day, he finally collapsed. He ended up sleeping in the back room, the supply room. The place where medics could rest for 5 minutes when they were tired. Well he fell asleep and after 2 hours he woke up. He frowned and shook his head, then as he got up and threw a long wide yawn, he rubbed his eyes and walk to the coffee maker, it was dry. "Damn it!..." he said and then stretched out his arms with another yawn. then he washed his face and then walked out of the room. He walked down the hall half asleep, suddenly he heard the voice of a girl and stopped, he looked at the voice and saw the girl and a lot of blood pouring from her leg. "You shouldn't have moved it." he said kind of serious and edgy due the lack of sleep and lack of caffeine. He knelt and checked her leg, he sighs and then got up. He went for a wheel chair and came back. then he offered her a hand. "can you sit on this one or do you want me to help you get on it?" He asked and waited for her reply. Life and death and everything between

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Honestly she started to think that pulling the dagger from her leg was not the smartest move she could have made. Even though the dagger was with drawn from her leg she could feel the cold metal pressing into her skin still, the pain shot through her leg as she moved even an inch. Seeing the dark skinned boy was the highlight of the moment as she pressed her hand harder against her bleeding leg. She did not fear dying or being hurt in fact she didnt really know what fear was other than the times she watched people squirm under abilities. When he swore and spoke about her not moving the dagger she simply chuckled lowly. "I shouldnt have but I did, it was rather annoying to deal with and this is much easier." She shrugged and looked down at her blood stained hands with a sigh. She`d have to go back to training eventually but for now this was a bit more important than kicking the boys butts. She closed her eyes and laid her head back fighting to keep her eyes open from the amount blood she`d already lost.

She opened her eyes when the male brought back a wheel chair, she stood up slowly as one hand grabbed the hospital bed for stability. She looked at him no fear in her eyes as she moved to sit down carefully. She stumbled slightly a few times but managed to catch herself until she moved to sit down. A groan of pain escaped the females lips as she gripped her leg and looked up at him her brown eyes cold. "Look I appreciate the thought of a wheel chair but I`m bleeding out here and its getting a little fuzzy. Do you think you might be able to stitch me up?" She gave him a soft smile and let her head fall slightly to the side almost in a tilting sort of way. Morgana chuckled slightly and look at him once more a calm tone on her voice, "I`m Morgana Kenric, daughter of Timor and well granddaughter of Trivia." She kept her gaze on him despite the dots buzzing in front of her eyes. She didnt often tell people who she was, they tended to react different it all just depended on the person and how they felt about her father. She hated being feared but it came with the lineage and the abilities. "Who knew getting stabbed could hurt so badly." She laughed a slightly pain filled laugh in attempts to keep her own spirits up.

Tag: Kyle, Outfit: Click, Word Count: 429, Notes: They are cute together.

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Tag: morgana Words: 412 Notes: ok, lets see how this goes.

Kyle Lucian O´Brian Kyle was used to roman ways, he was used to stubborn teens that always said that they were fine, that they could deal with any kind of injury. romans had lways been stubborn and it was hard for any medic to get them to understand that if they didn't get the proper medical attention they would die and well that would be a pity! Kyle hated to think on the lives that had been lost int the most useless ways. It was true that they trained hard, but they were careful not to kill others while training. It had happened, though. like the time when Kyle was a kid and he had seen how a guy died in the obstacle curse, also another gy stabbed a woman from other cohort, and she had died. Kyle remembered that they had been sentenced to certain punishment that he couldn't really remember, but it had happened. So when he was with that girl, it wasn't weird for him to understand what had happened to her, or at least imaging what had happened, so he acted as he had done it since the very first day he got his post in the infirmary so many years before. He was first to clean everything, to check that she didn't have other mayor problems originated by the wound, but maybe the girl didn't know all of that, so when she talked to him in such way, he only lifted his eyes for a moment to meet hers, he smirked at her and then looked back at her leg once more. "yes I can do that." then he pushed the chair down the corridor to the emergency rooms, there he ripped her pants to have a good look of the wound, then He picked her up and placed her on the bed. "... just patch you up and let you go, but guess what, if I do that, then you'll get an infection or lose mobility, as a medic, I can't let that happen." He said and then placed his hand under her leg to check if it had gone through, but it hadn't so it was just on a side wound. He washed his hands and put on some gloves, then went back and gave her a piece of ambrosia. "eat that." then he started cleaning the wound, taking some pieces of grass that were in it and then started stitiching the wound, slowly so it didn't hurt that much. Life and death and everything between

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