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sticksandbones2026-03-25 07:50 pm
outofsynth) wrote in sticksandbones2026-03-25 07:50 pm
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Sometimes I am frightened
Who: Min-Gi Park [outofsynth] and YOU
What: Get your free healing here!
When: The nebulous period between events.
Where: The Inn
Warnings: Will edit in later if applicable
[Min-Gi doesn't eat the star shard immediately after the chaos is finally over, but frustrating as the magic had been when it was out of control... it's hard to deny how useful healing abilities would be. The ones that manifest now are far less powerful than what he'd found himself unable to control before, which is a relief, but it does mean a lot of work for what's so far turned out to be very little payoff.
Which is why he can be found in the common areas of the inn, a couple of old books open along with a notebook that Min's using to jot down interesting excerpts he comes across and ideas. Notably, the leather-bound journal Ydalir had given him remains closed.
He fiddles with the collar of the turtleneck it's now a little too warm for as he reads, occasionally muttering a few of the lines he's written out loud to no effect. It's only when he sings almost absently under his breath that something finally happens. A faint blue mist forms nearby, subtle enough he doesn't notice, though whoever it's targeting likely will.
Is it over someone's splinter? A graze? If so, it's enough to at least noticeably start the healing process if not heal it completely. Any injury bigger, and the mist is quick to fade out without doing anything except maybe jump scaring someone.]
outofsynth] and YOUWhat: Get your free healing here!
When: The nebulous period between events.
Where: The Inn
Warnings: Will edit in later if applicable
[Min-Gi doesn't eat the star shard immediately after the chaos is finally over, but frustrating as the magic had been when it was out of control... it's hard to deny how useful healing abilities would be. The ones that manifest now are far less powerful than what he'd found himself unable to control before, which is a relief, but it does mean a lot of work for what's so far turned out to be very little payoff.
Which is why he can be found in the common areas of the inn, a couple of old books open along with a notebook that Min's using to jot down interesting excerpts he comes across and ideas. Notably, the leather-bound journal Ydalir had given him remains closed.
He fiddles with the collar of the turtleneck it's now a little too warm for as he reads, occasionally muttering a few of the lines he's written out loud to no effect. It's only when he sings almost absently under his breath that something finally happens. A faint blue mist forms nearby, subtle enough he doesn't notice, though whoever it's targeting likely will.
Is it over someone's splinter? A graze? If so, it's enough to at least noticeably start the healing process if not heal it completely. Any injury bigger, and the mist is quick to fade out without doing anything except maybe jump scaring someone.]