witchofthechalk | Post Thirty One: Doing the rounds

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Post Thirty One: Doing the rounds

[There is a teenage girl knocking at your door. Yes your door.....~~unless you are Teatime.~~ She's wearing a witches hat and carrying a bag in her hands.]

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Has someone taken a look at your injuries?

Nah, not really. [What, usually they go away, okay.]

[Countries. Tiffany finishes up with the cheese and brings it over.]

Do you mind if I take a look at it then?

[Sealand hesitates a second and then nods. He's wearing shorts, luckily.]

What should I do?

Just sit still.

[And Tiffany's going to examine his leg. A bad break? Sprain?]

[Sealand watches, sitting still for now. He snapped his tibia but it's a fairly clean break, and the short time he was a nation did work toward healing it a bit. Still, it could use some proper attention.]

[Tiffany nods as she looks at it.]

It doesn't look too bad. I'm just going to fix the bandages you have here. Is it very painful?

Only if I forget and step on it. And sometimes at night.

How bad would you say the pain is.

[Opening up her bag again and getting some supplies out. Just going to start to fix that bandage job.]

[Yeah, he pretty obviously bandaged that himself.]

Uhh, at night it just kind of hurts a little, but when I step on it then it really hurts.

[Yes....just going to fix that....]

You'll have to try and avoid that of course.

Does the pain last for very long when you do that?

Once I get off it it stops hurting pretty quick. You can't just magic it better?

No. I can remove the pain but I can only help along with the healing.

Magic, doesn't solve all your problems sadly.

Well it should, or why's it magic?

Because magic is more then that. If you use magic to solve all your problems, you'll let it control your life.

[Almost done with the bandages.]

For example. I could use my magic to make five wheels of cheese in the time it take to make one. But it wouldn't be the same. Magic would have created it. And aside from just being lazy. Magic isn't anything I'd trust with things I'm going to eat.

In case it starts moving?

Exactly.

And that was an accident.

I guess it'd be bad if my leg melted or something.

Quite bad. But you don't have to worry. I was a lot younger when that happened. And there's a difference between making something and bandaging up a leg.

[Finishes.]

There, you're done. Just remember not to walk on it. And sleep carefully.

You melted your leg? [That's the creepiest most awesome thing.]

...What? No. I meant when I made the cheese.

I've yet to actually melt a part of my body.

Ohhh. Well, the cheese is pretty cool, too.

[What. He's a twelve-year-old boy.]

[She figures as much.]

Glad to hear that. Even if he does has a tendency to run around stealing things.

What's he steal? I didn't think cheese needed stuff.

Pretty much anything he can find. He lives with small blue men called Feegle. They steal, drink and fight all the time.

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