ɪ. ✷ ᴛᴇxᴛ

[crymoore]

[ Jaina's not the type to normally revert to text. Sure she enjoys reading, but it feels impersonal to speak to someone (or a group of people) through the written word than with her voice. Unfortunately for the time being, this sorceress is lacking in the vocal department and has no other choice. Combined with her current physical state, she sees no reason to worry her allies nor give pleasure to any potential enemies she may have in this place. ]

I'm afraid I must ask a personal favor of the good people of this land. My luck has failed me in the search for a church on my own time, so I will ask it here. Are there any blessed with the Light confident in their ability to purge an infection? Certainly I would be in your debt for such a kindness.

[ Having Jaina owe you a favor is definitely worth it. ] If you could reply to this message with haste, I would be eternally grateful.

[ Surprisingly, she doesn't filter that post. There's no need for her to hide behind the shroud of technology or any shroud for that matter when it came to Arthas Menethil. After witnessing his hesitation first hand, she's out to ensure that he knows she's alive and well. Perhaps not so much of the latter, but definitely full of vigor. ]

[ Filtered to Painwheel ]
Were you still in need of a place to call your own? I found a place I think would be suitable. I do apologize for my failure to get back with you sooner regarding this matter. Pressing issues kept me distracted.

[ Filtered to Thrall ]
My dearest friend, I hope you forgive me for my silence as of late. Perhaps it is best we speak more often so that I don't foolishly neglect my duties in favor of seeking out tainted knowledge.

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video;

[bloodspeaker]

Lady Proudmoore, I would be honored to assist you.

text;

[crymoore]

You are a priest?

[ Or a paladin she might add, but semantics. Blood elves wore robes, more likely to fit the classification of a priest than anything. ]

[bloodspeaker]

I am, and I am strong in the Light. [not stated arrogantly--he just is. Been at it for a while, after all.]

text

[latkje]

I could try.

text

[crymoore]

[ Since one of her own has offered quickly, Jaina will just kindly consider others in case of a failed attempt. It's hard to convey gratitude through text, but she'll do her best. ]

A volunteer from my world has spoken forth already, but in case they are unsuccessful do you mind me calling upon you at a later time? What ails me is something the practitioners of the Light have spent many years combating, so I would give them the first choice.

text

[latkje]

Hey, I'm not going to be offended if you don't take me up on it.

[ He's not 100% sure how magic works across worlds, anyway. ]

We can't always be useful.

[action]

[emptysword]

[There's a knock on Jaina's door, as a muffled voice yelled through it.]

...I brought dinner!

[...There's a lull of a second before the door opened, and a certain housemate walked in, carrying a tray that has a bowl and a piece of bread on the tray.

Oh right, there's also a glass of water too as he set it on the counter beside the bed.]

Here, I made you some chicken soup.

[crymoore]

[ Chicken soup? Jaina ought to make a noise of complaint, but honestly she's grateful for the help. It bothers her deep down to be an inconvenience, but the boy seems rather fond of that part of their shared residency.

At least it's worth a smile. Her hands and wrists are bandaged up loosely in an attempt to conceal the darkened flesh, but she uses them as well as she would if they were unharmed. ]

Mm. [ It's the best she can do for now as she lifts the bowl to sip from it with a content look on her face. She owes you big time, roomie. ]

[emptysword]

If you need anything else, feel free to ask, alright?

[He's going to just wait for a while and then leave the room, before returning with a jar full of water and an empty cup when she's done with her meal.]

I figured that you'll need a lot of rest, so I've filled the jar with water in case you're thirsty.

[no reply]

[northrend]

[No reply from Arthas will come. He will observe the post to pick out Lightbearers, as was his original ploy for the folly in the first place -- but he will not speak to Jaina. Not so soon after that. His hands still shake when they sit idle for too long.]

[not here]

[crymoore]

[ Damn it, quit picking off the healers. ]

text;

[ex_bastardized62]

All your fancy speak. Why not just straight out ask for a damn healer?

text;

[crymoore]

[ His attitude reminds her too much of someone she knows. ]

Manners. One may catch more flies with honey or in this case, those who are charitable flock when one shows gratitude.

filtered text

[painfeels]

It's fine, things were moving pretty fast there for all of us.

But yeah, a place would be good.

filtered text

[crymoore]

Do you have any preferences? As soon as I'm recovered, I will seek out the necessities.

Jaina;

[shamanism]

[She's using text. She's using TEXT. This isn't good. And he hasn't heard from her for a while, and she's reaching out to others, and-- and he just has the worst feeling right now. The worst suspicion that she's hurt.

He is on the video in a second.]

Where are you.

Thrall;

[crymoore]

[ Intimidation is something she doesn't feel easy, but when he takes that tone with her? Everything's changed. It's fortunate for her that she's able to hide herself with her words. ]

704.

Should tea be prepared for a visit?

[Audio]

[asskickersunite]

I know some basic first aid, but I don't have the Killmaster's power to heal with his Bass Guitar. What sort of infection are we talking about?

forever text on her end

[crymoore]

[ This 'Bass Guitar' sounds fairly special. Was that what made that one band that played back in Azeroth so powerful, she wonders? ]

I'm no medical expert, so it's difficult for me to appraise it. If I had to warrant a guess I would say it is plague-like in nature.

text

[standup_for_justice]

I don't know any spells to fight disease, but I could try to heal the damage already done. But sometimes that makes it worse because the disease gets stronger as well as you. Or if it's poison, I can remove that from your body.

But I do know some things about herbs and stuff if you can't find a priest or someone.

text

[crymoore]

Herbs? Are you a druid by any chance? Even if we cannot speak on terms of healing, perhaps we could come together to discuss growing plants in this land instead.

[ voice ]

[betterinthedark]

[...]

What room are you in?

text;

[crymoore]

You would pay me a visit? If so, please tell me ahead of time what sort of refreshments should be prepared.

[ Sick, but still willing to be a pleasant host. What a gal. ]

[video]

[life_binder]

Light or otherwise, I believe I could offer at least some small assistance.

text;

[crymoore]

[ This response leads to a not-so-surprising one from Jaina, who gazes down at the netbook with widened eyes. Since when did they have an ally such as Her within their ranks here?

Well, no, she can't exactly call her an ally. The fight of mortals is one often not of their concern, but here she is with an offer to provide aid. ]

Please forgive my using the written word over expressing my gratitude vocally. Circumstances prevent me from being able to address you properly. There is lasting damage that remains uncertain if one of our own could heal. If it would not be much trouble, I would very much like to have you look it over some time.